Talisman Emperor
Chapter 1282 The Arrival of the Sect Master
The Core of Origin World trembled while a beautiful light flowed through it.
It was the energy of the Order of the Heaven Dao possessed by Origin Heaven, and had been sound asleep for countless years after suffering heavy injuries. At this moment, Chen Xi stamped the depths of the Samsara that she comprehended and comprehended into the Order of Heaven Dao that belonged to the Origin of Heaven.
He had not created a completely new Heaven Dao Order, and he had only used the Origin of Heaven as a medium to circulate and release Samsara energy.
It was like carving an amulet. The core of the Origin World was talisman paper, Samsara energy was his ink, and they fused perfectly.
Then, Chen Xi even placed the Sword of Samsara within the Origin World Core, and he used it as a source to allow Samsara energy to surge into the Origin Heaven Dao Order.
Chen Xi stopped after she did all that. He was very clearly aware that from today onwards, the development of the Heaven Origin would definitely be very different from the Heaven Godsbane.
…
At the same time.
A figure stood at the foot of the Oracle Mountain. He was wearing black clothes with wide sleeves, and his hands were placed behind his back as he looked up and observed the Mountain Oracle.
The mountain was tall, beautiful, and stood towering there. It was completely covered in mist and seething divine radiance while a myriad of lucky light descended from it.
That's really too high. It seemed like it had pierced through the sky itself and standing in front of him made others have the misconception that they were small like ants.
“The sky and the Earth form the Dao, and the Dao is nature-shaped…. Many years have passed but they remain the same. It seemed like Oracle Mountain was starting to feel complacent and had no desire to advance after Fuxi left. ” The black-clothed man averted his gaze, and then he walked slowly up the mountain along the small limestone road beside him.
He had a carefree attitude and it seemed like he was walking around in his own backyard, yet it also seemed like Mount Oracle was very familiar to him as he continued walking on his own.
Ancient trees hung on the side of a small path while moss covered it, and many rare Divine Herbs grew around it. Moreover, they exuded divine essence and exuded a sweet fragrance that rained down on the surroundings. In addition, one can often see impressive-looking spruce trees, towering pine trees, undulating fountains and waterfalls, all kinds of flowers and plants, among others, and wild fruits were scattered around the mountain.
The black-clothed man did not look like he was climbing a mountain as a guest, and he looked even more carefree than a guest.
“Who are you?” Not long after, a handsome young man jumped out from the side and asked this question in a curious tone.
“An old friend.” The man in black clothes grinned.
What old friend? The handsome young man continued in a curious tone.
“You are just a spirit formed from a small purple cloud, and you have only lived for over a thousand years, so you of course do not know who I am.” The black-clothed man smirked before continuing forward.
“Don't go! Uh…. Where did he go?” The young man was about to get to his bottom when he suddenly realized that he was actually unable to find the black-clothed man anymore. It was as if the man had just disappeared.
He could not help but scratch his head with a puzzled expression on his face. Could it be that I am too tired of cultivating and I see a lot of things?
The black-clothed man continued to climb the mountain, and not long after he met a young man formed from a green lotus. He patted the young man's shoulder and said, “Where is your Founding Ancestor?”
The young man looked like he was possessed and stared blankly as he said, “I don't know, I don't know.”
The black-clothed man sighed and said, “It's okay, just sleep. This dream can be considered a lucky meeting.
His voice had not finished echoing as the young man's body fell to the ground, and then turned into a green lotus that let out a loud snoring sound.
The black-clothed man only stared towards the top of the mountain as soon as he saw the young man fall asleep.
At the same time, a clear, resounding, and calm voice echoed. “May I know why the Master of Sovereign Sect has arrived here?”
Simultaneously with this voice, a handsome and cold man with jade-white skin emerged from thin air, and he was wearing a fiery red Daoist robe that was covered in a pattern of wooden grains while his bare feet stood on top of the sacred lotus.
As he stood leisurely there, he was like a supreme divine sun emitting his dazzling brilliance, and it illuminated the world with a brilliant and brilliant light.
Surprisingly, he was Tang Xian, the number one disciple in the line of the Third Founding Ancestor of the Oracle Mountain, Wen Daozhen!
However, at this moment, there was a rare wisp of serious expression on Tang Xian's face as he faced the black-clothed man who had his hands behind his back.
Because that black-clothed man was the Sect Master of the Sovereign!
Just the words of the ‘Master Sect Sovereign’ are like an immortal and supreme legend that can make the hearts of all living beings shudder!
The appearance and appearance of the black-clothed man was very ordinary, and it was almost impossible for anyone to find anything unusual about him while he stood there with his hands behind his back.
However, his appearance was impossible to see!
Even though they were facing each other, and Tang Xian was able to see it clearly, even a figure like Tang Xian was actually unable to see the appearance of the black-clothed man.
It seemed like his image would be instantly removed from Tang Xian's mind, and it was an extremely uncomfortable feeling. It seemed like he had yet to stand right in front of Tang Xian.
This made Tang Xian's expression grow more solemn while her red robe fluttered.
“I only came here for one reason. I intend to see if Fuxi leaves anything at Oracle Mountain before he leaves. ” The voice of the black-clothed man was unclear and impossible to catch. It felt like his voice was coming from all directions yet it seemed like he had not spoken at all.
This was the Oracle Mountain and not the Sovereign Sect. Tang Xian spoke in a serious tone.
At this moment, his aura was accumulating and being held within his body like a fully drawn bow or like a volcano that had almost erupted after many years of accumulation and sleep.
If there was another Daolord facing Tang Xian now, that Daolord would probably be horrified and flee in fear.
As he spoke, he took a step forward and continued up the mountain as if Tang Xian did not exist at all.
However, Tang Xian's face suddenly turned pale the moment the Sovereign Sect Master took that step, and her entire body actually began to tremble.
Pu's!
As the black-clothed man passed by, Tang Xian could not help but cough out a mouthful of blood, and then his figure fell to the ground as if he was experiencing unimaginable pain.
“You really aren't bad. Unfortunately, you were born at the wrong time. ” The black-clothed man assessed Tang Xian casually before he continued forward. He didn't seem to move at all, but he simply disappeared on the spot.
Pu's!
Tang Xian could not help but spit out another mouthful of blood while her face became extremely pale. He took a deep breath, and his expression changed indefinitely as he looked in the direction that the Sovereign Sect Master had left in.
Tang Xian hoped that Mount Oracle would definitely be affected once the Sovereign Sect swept across the Ancient Gods Domain, but he did not imagine that it was actually the Sovereign Sect Master coming!
It was too sudden, so Tang Xian did not have the opportunity to make any preparations.
Moreover, a rare wisp of sense of defeat had appeared in Tang Xian's heart when he faced the Sovereign Sect Master just now. The gap between them was truly too great. The Sovereign Sect Master was not someone he could resist at all.
But do I have to look as he climbs to the top of the mountain?
When he thought about how not only were all of his fellow disciples on the mountain, and even his younger brother's friends were there as well, Tang Xian's heart burned with anxiety.
Eldest Brother was not here, and only Founding Ancestors Di Shun and Wen Daozhen were present in the sect. Will they be able to stop his footsteps? Tang Xian intended to push herself, yet she felt her soul tremble while her vital blood fell into chaos. He was actually unable to exert even the slightest bit of strength, so he could not help but sit on the ground with endless sadness and sighs.
…
That path leads to the top of Oracle Mountain. But a mighty and slender figure stood at the end of that path.
He wore a cloth robe and had a crown of purple-gold feathers on his head. His spine was like a pillar that could hold the sky while his shoulders were like a mountain range that stretched out across the world, and his handsome yet rough face was covered with a focused and resolute expression.
When viewed from afar, it seemed like one was not looking at someone, and it was like staring at a created god living in the world. Its imposing aura was vast and boundless!
He was the Second Founding Ancestor of the Oracle Mountain, Di Shun!
He stood still there as if he was waiting for something, and he only spoke flatly when he saw the figure of the black-clothed man in the distance. “Since you are clearly aware that he is no match for you, then why is it so hard on him?”
The man in black clothes grinned. “He is not a disciple of my Sovereign Sect, so I have already given Fuxi some face by refraining from killing him.”
Di Shun said calmly, “What exactly did you come for? It is impossible to make my Mount Oracle submit to you, and it seems that you do not need to come alone if you want to destroy my Mount Oracle. “
The black-clothed man nodded and said, “You're right, I came with a very simple goal. I want to see if Fuxi left anything before he left many years ago, and also brought some people with me during my time here. “
Wads of indifference appeared in Di Shun's resolute and focused expression. “My Senior Brother Fuxi just left this mountain, and you have seen it now. As for bringing some people with you, you should pass me first. ”
The black-clothed man shook his head and said, “You don't understand your brother, and you are much inferior to him. So, I'm afraid you're far from being able to stop me. “
Di Shun said nonchalantly, “Don't forget that you are only a thread of desire.”
The black-clothed man smirked and said, “It's okay. It will not affect my ability to complete my goals. ”
“Why don't you try it?” Di Shun raised his hand while a vortex appeared on his fingertip. The vortex was glittering, translucent, pure, and exuded a terrifying strand of Destiny energy that seemed ready to swallow its enemies.
“Good.” The black-clothed man raised his hand as well before a vortex appeared on his fingertip as well. Moreover, it also contained a mysterious and supreme Fate energy.
At this moment, nothing happened to the world around them, and it was not affected in the slightest.
However, Di Shun's expression instantly became solemn while the vortex on his fingertip was spinning nonstop, causing Fate energy to surge like lava.
The black-clothed man could not help but shake his head. “Your view is too narrow, and it is not enough to control the whole world. After all, your courage is really lacking when compared to your older brother. “
As he spoke, he lightly moved his fingertips, and then a thread of Destiny energy surged out from within it, turning into a translucent blade of light, and piercing right in the middle of Di Shun's forehead.
It wasn't fast, and instead looked very slow. It was slow until Di Shun could see it very clearly, but the more like it was, Di Shun's expression became increasingly heavy. His original nonchalant face was actually slightly flushed, and the veins on his forehead were slightly protruding.
I can't stop it!
Di Shun was clearly aware that no matter how he dodged or fought back, he would not be able to avoid death from that sword of Fate.
It seemed like his Destiny had been assessed by the time the Destiny blade appeared, and it was no longer within his control!
The outside world was still very quiet, and there had not even been any ripples around them.
As said, the loudest cannot be heard and the greatest seem the most ordinary.
All of his killing intent had been hidden behind his calm. One would naturally be able to sense it if one's cultivation was sufficient; but if one's cultivation was not enough, then it was impossible to understand regardless of how one learned it.
At this moment, Di Shun looked surprised and realized something. He stared at the sword of Fate right in front of his forehead and spoke in a low voice. “This is not your own strength!”