Chapter 181 First Sequence: Setting up 9999 Killing Arrays in the Immortal King's Hometown.
Looking at the scene of the Immortal King's defeat and the chaotic dance of gods and demons in the sky, Ning Fengzhi seemed to have aged ten years.
"Feng Zhi, we…" Bone Douluo hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.
"Let's go, Uncle Bone."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head, a bitter smile appearing on his lips:
"This is no longer a situation we can intervene in."
"The gods descend, and the immortal realm vie for supremacy."
"Although our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is incredibly wealthy, in the face of such power, the only person we can rely on is Uncle Jian."
"As for that scoundrel..."
"Let whoever wants it take it; we can't afford to compete for it, and we don't dare to compete for it."
After saying this, the sect leader took a deep look at Bibi Dong, who was still standing tall not far away, and left this place of trouble with a complicated expression.
With Ning Fengzhi's departure, only three forces remained in the arena.
The Spirit Hall under Bibi Dong's leadership.
A mighty god descended to the mortal realm.
And Er Gouzi, who's still drooling over the pie in Bibi Dong's eyes.
Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out, drawing attention from all sides.
Bibi Dong, holding a scepter, pointed at Xiao Wu, who was locked in a cage in the sky, laughing so hard that tears were almost streaming down her face.
"Okay, okay!"
"Heaven has eyes!"
"That damned rabbit! We let her get away back then, and now she's getting her comeuppance!"
"Keeping her in a cage like a pet? A classic case of chickens and rabbits in the same cage—that's more satisfying than just killing her!"
"It's just a pity about the spirit rings and spirit bones..."
Bibi Dong was extremely happy at this moment.
With the protection of the Primordial Immortal Ancestor and the Crimson Dragon, Qian Renxue is safe and sound, and may even receive tremendous good fortune.
Meanwhile, her nemesis, Xiao Wu, who escaped the net, became a prisoner, her fate unknown.
This stark contrast caused her already somewhat broken mindset to swell instantly.
"Hmph, Bibi Dong, haven't you laughed enough?"
Just then, a cold snort came.
Hercules, holding the enormous hammer in one hand, looked at Bibi Dong with an impatient expression:
"Since that rabbit is useless, you have no chance to watch anything."
"Now, get out of my way!"
As he spoke, Hercules waved his hand and reached out to grab Er Gouzi, who was still in a daze.
"This being from the Perfect World, I will take back to the God Realm and hand it over to the God King for judgment and research!"
"As for your Spirit Hall..."
"Hmph, considering that Qian Renxue might have some good fortune, I will spare you all today."
In Hercules' eyes, this was a blessing.
After all, he was a god, while Bibi Dong was just a human.
However, to his utter surprise, Bibi Dong, a mere mortal, had no intention of giving him any face at all.
"stop!"
With a sharp shout, Bibi Dong not only did not back down, but instead took a step forward.
In an instant, the papal scepter in her hand slammed heavily on the ground, and the nine spirit rings on her body shone brightly, as if she wanted to block Hercules!
"Um?"
Seeing this, Hercules paused, then roared angrily:
"Bibi Dong! Are you insane?!"
"Who gave you the audacity to obstruct this god!"
In an instant, Hercules' terrifying divine power swept out, causing the elders behind her to cough up blood and retreat.
But Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and refused to back down even as blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
"Er Gouzi is from that world."
"I've already promised him that as long as he joins the Spirit Hall, I'll bring him something delicious when Xue'er comes back!"
"Hercules, even though you are a god, you cannot break the rules of my Spirit Hall!"
Bibi Dong's words were truly powerful and resounding.
She wasn't really after any promise; she was just getting carried away!
And they were also too eager to glean the secrets of the Perfect World cultivation method from that Er Gouzi.
In addition, having just witnessed the Primordial Immortal Ancestor shatter the Immortal King's hand with a single cane and seen the Crimson Dragon confront the Primordial Immortal King head-on, she felt that as Qian Renxue's mother and a family member of the explorers of the Primordial Immortal Court, her status had also risen accordingly.
You may be strong, but are you as strong as the Primordial Immortal Ancestor?
I have powerful connections, who am I afraid of?
"Good! Very good!"
Seeing this, Hercules was so angry that he laughed, and suddenly raised his hammer, a golden divine power began to condense wildly on the hammerhead.
"Do you really think that just because you've climbed onto the high branch of that so-called Primordial Celestial Court, you can look down on the God Realm?"
"Don't forget! This is the Douluo Continent!"
"No matter how strong that Primordial Immortal Lord is, he can't get here!"
"And I, the god, can smash you to death with one hammer right now!"
"You shameless wretch, die!"
Hercules was completely determined to kill. When he brought down his hammer, he showed no mercy and was determined to wipe out Bibi Dong and everyone in the Spirit Hall!
Faced with this devastating attack, Bibi Dong's face turned deathly pale instantly.
She was ultimately just a mortal, and even as a Limit Douluo, she was no match for a true god.
However, just as the golden hammer was about to fall, a sacred and grand chant suddenly resounded throughout the world.
Immediately afterwards, thousands of golden rays burst forth from the void behind Bibi Dong, instantly illuminating the night sky of the entire Star Dou Great Forest.
Within that golden light, a colossal phantom of a six-winged angel slowly emerged.
Sacred and inviolable!
"Hercules, you really don't take my Spirit Hall seriously at all!"
"Even if I die today, I will not allow you to dishonor my Spirit Hall!"
A hoarse voice rang out, resounding like a great bell throughout the heavens and earth.
The next second, a dazzling stream of light shot out from afar, transforming into a giant angelic holy sword.
The blast wave rolled and destroyed all the trees within a radius of a thousand miles.
After the light faded, an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in a golden robe, was seen floating in mid-air.
Behind him, six pure white wings flapped gently, exuding the terrifying aura of a peerless Douluo.
It was none other than Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall!
Behind him, several streaks of light followed one after another.
Golden Crocodile Douluo!
Azure Phoenix Douluo!
Lion Douluo!
Light Feather Douluo...
The seven chief priests of the Spirit Hall's Hall of Worship have all come out in full force!
In addition, there were elders such as Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo who were already present.
At this moment, almost all of the top combat forces in Douluo Continent have gathered here, all for that elusive immortal destiny, for that sliver of opportunity to study Er Gouzi and change their fate, standing on the opposite side of the God Realm!
...…
Behind the celestial curtain, a perfect world.
The Immortal Realm, the Primordial Immortal Land.
This is a vast and ancient territory, where purple clouds rise from the east for 30,000 miles and auspicious rosy clouds burst forth from the nine heavens.
As the Daoist temple of a Celestial King, how sacred and solemn this place must be on ordinary days?
Even a True Immortal-level expert passing by would descend from the clouds and walk on foot to show reverence for the Immortal King's majesty.
However, today, in the deepest part of this immortal land, within the forbidden hall that symbolizes the supreme authority of the Primordial Immortal King, a strange figure lurks.
"The ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eighth..."
"The ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-ninth."
He was a young man dressed in a simple blue robe.
He was handsome with delicate features and an air of scholarly refinement. He looked like a pale-faced scholar from the mortal world who had come to the capital for the imperial examinations, extremely harmless.
If you don't look closely, you might even think that he doesn't have any magical energy fluctuations at all, and that he is just an ordinary person.
Yet this mortal was now sweating profusely, squatting under the ancient jade bed where the Primordial Immortal King usually meditated and cultivated.
He was also holding a banner covered with densely engraved runes, which he carefully stuffed into the crack in the floor.
"call..."
"We have finally gathered 99,999 Immortal Slaughtering Formations."
After doing all this, Li Changsheng wiped away the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.
But he didn't stop there. Instead, he frowned as he looked at the arrangement in front of him, feeling that something was still missing.
"No, it's still not safe enough."
(End of chapter)