Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer Chapter 618 - 617: In This Life, a Saint Falls and the Oppor

Grand Thousand Upper Realm, ti flies like an arrow.

Thirty years have passed since that legendary battle.

In these thirty years.

The structure of the Five Great Immortal Realms has had so subtle changes.

To be precise, it is the Eastern Immortal Realm.

"The Celestial Dao Sacred Court has finally been destroyed, Daoist Lord True Monarch Erlang is so impressive, truly invincible in the world."

"Those so-called Quasi-Saints on the other side are no better than clay roosters and pottery dogs in his presence."

"If not for relying on the Immortal Court’s fortune, those guys wouldn’t be able to withstand even a single strike from the Daoist Lord!"

"The only pity is that the Nine Nether Ao managed to escape."

The Daoist Celestial Court had just gone through a national war, and as soon as the news of victory from afar ca back, countless citizens of the Celestial Court cheered.

Over these years.

The wars never really stopped.

Although the Celestial Dao Sacred Court, which occupied a small part of the Eastern Domain, was just an Immortal Court level Destiny Dynasty, it had as many as six Quasi-Saints stationed within.

In addition to fighting on the ho front, protected by fortune.

It stubbornly resisted for thirty years.

Fortunately.

Everything ca to a conclusion with the current Daoist Lord, True Monarch Erlang’s intervention.

From here, the Eastern Immortal Realm, which had been fragnted for endless years, finally achieved unification in this generation.

The fa of True Monarch Erlang also reached its peak.

In the hearts of the younger generation of the Celestial Court, he beca an unparalleled contemporary legend!

However, the older ones could never forget the one who ca before.

...

"Will he ever return?"

In recent years, many of the core mbers of the Celestial Court often found this question coming to mind.

During the battle against the Saint those years ago.

Many of the powerful outsiders witnessed the scene where the Daoist Lord was reduced to ashes by East Buddha with the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower.

The news brought back to the Celestial Court inevitably stirred imnse grief.

But once they cald down, Shen Gongbao and others noticed that the Black Bear Spirit, who had a bloodline contract with the Daoist Lord, remained unhard.

In an instant.

The high echelons of the Celestial Court deduced the conclusion that the Daoist Lord had not fallen.

Later, after Yang Jian, Red-bottod Macaque, and others joined the Celestial Court, Red-bottod Macaque brought reliable news.

Indicating that the Daoist Lord still had a drop of blood preserved in a special space, unfortunately, it was thrust into the turbulence of space-ti by East Buddha.

Therefore, the Daoist Lord certainly still lives.

After all, the Daoist Lord is a Quasi-Saint; as long as a drop of blood exists in the world, he can rise from the ashes.

The problem is.

Can the Daoist Lord return to this world?

This is the most worriso question.

The Power of Space-Ti has always been a thod reserved for Saints, and apart from a few exceptions, like East Buddha mastering the Ti Rule and Red-bottod Macaque mastering the Space Rules, it is difficult for a Quasi-Saint to touch upon these two domains.

Moreover, the Daoist Lord is down to just a drop of blood.

Even if revived, his strength would definitely be less than one percent of his forr self, and under such circumstances, hoping to escape the space-ti turbulence and return to the present.

Is as fanciful as a fairy tale!

Therefore, many people internally actually understand.

It is very likely that they will never see the Daoist Lord in this lifeti.

Occasionally recalling the scenes where the Daoist Lord dedicated his heart and soul to the Daoist Celestial Court, one couldn’t help but feel a pang of ineffable sorrow.

The only solace perhaps is knowing that the Daoist Lord is still alive.

After all, as long as there is life, there is hope.

Even if this hope is as thin as to verge on despair.

...

Within the Celestial Palace.

A grand celestial feast is being held today.

The downfall of the Celestial Dao Sacred Court is, for Daoism, tantamount to removing a thorn from underfoot.

It is worth celebrating among the gods.

However, amidst the lingering Immortal Light and surging Spiritual Qi, amidst the laughter and toasts of the immortals,

Suddenly, a thunderous sound echoed between heaven and earth.

Then, a mysterious sense of grand sorrow descended upon All Heavens and Myriad Realms.

Hmm?

The sudden cosmic lant startled countless creatures.

The various celestial beings also looked at each other in amazent, expressions of shock on their faces.

In this era, everyone has beco extrely accustod to the phenonon of cosmic mourning.

Instantly understanding that another Saint has unfortunately fallen.

"This ti, who is it?"

"A hundred years ago, Daoism’s Yuqing Primordial Celestial Venerable, Shangqing Lingbao Celestial Venerable, fell in succession within a few years."

"Now, could it be the last of Daoism’s Three Pristine Ones, Taiqing the Celestial Lord of Tao and Virtue?"

The various factions speculated, rumors flew, instinctively pointing towards Daoism.

They couldn’t help it.

A hundred years ago, the fall of two Ancestral Masters of Daoism shook the Universe, and now whenever a Saint falls, everyone instinctively thinks of the last Ancestral Master of Daoism.

However, there were a few powerful individuals who thought of sothing else.

"No, it shouldn’t be."

"Does everyone forget what day it is today?"

Soone spoke in a deep voice, eyes shining with realization as if seeing through the truth.

"What do you an? Is there sothing special about today?" More people were at a loss, faces full of confusion.

"Have you forgotten, thirty years ago today, it was when Taixu Celestial Venerable delivered a strike across the river of ti to Venerable Emperor Chong’en thirty years in the future?" A Quasi-Saint spoke the truth.

The events on the river of ti back then were no secret, witnessed by the world’s powerful ones.

As everyone recalled, they naturally realized and were stunned.

...

At that ti.

Demon Realm Wutian, Great Qin’s Ying Zheng, upon knowing of a Saint’s fall, couldn’t help but have their thoughts drift back to thirty years ago.

They both remained silent for a mont before smiling with a sigh.

"Finally dead for good."

...

"It was Venerable Emperor Chong’en who died."

In the Daoist Celestial Court at that ti, a group of Quasi-Saints also wore complex expressions.

Especially Yang Jian.

After opening his Celestial Eye back then, he was unconscious, assuming that Venerable Emperor Chong’en was likely fallen, only to wake and hear from Heaven-Barking Dog about the many changes that happened thereafter.

Now, truly perceiving the fall of Venerable Emperor Chong’en, Yang Jian, who was seated on the main throne of the Celestial Palace, couldn’t help but murmur to himself: "You finally succeeded, but alas, we never got to truly have a battle with you..."

He was always regretful, his feelings complicated.

Yet at that mont, the very second before the cosmic lant, the next second, a profound and mysterious aura suddenly descended upon All Heavens and Myriad Realms.

Like a startling spring rain, it suddenly swept across the world.

In an instant, the beings of All Heavens and Myriad Realms startled, looked up to the sky.

"This aura... appeared a hundred years ago, appeared twice..."

"Wait, is another world-shaking war about to begin?"

In the Grand Thousand Upper Realm, creatures who witnessed the battles of becoming a Saint instantly recalled the terrifying past of various Quasi-Saints fighting and contending, affecting all beings.

Great Qin Ying Zheng, Demon Realm Wutian, the Ten Great Saints of Demon Court, and the various Buddhas of Buddha Country.

Almost all the world’s powerful ones showed looks of shock, surprised: "A Saint’s opportunity has co again?"

In just over a hundred years, three Saints have fallen, and three opportunities have descended.

Such a peculiar phenonon.

Left those powerful ones who have lived through multiple eras completely bewildered.