Chapter 1348: Chapter 1347: Supre Treasure Land, Counterasures Before the Storm
Si Zu wasn’t foolish. After thinking briefly, he understood the reasoning behind it.
Although ng Lunhui was killed, his status was noble as the Saint Heir of the Ancient Reincarnation Land.
Yet, how could the Sage of Reincarnation, the strongest existence in Ancient Reincarnation Land since the ti of the Boundless Great Saint Ancestor, go out of their way for just one Saint Heir?
Perhaps he too heard the rumors about Sage Zixia’s resurrection and had invited several Saints to protect the Dao.
This matter certainly had its depth worth discussing.
Just inviting Xu Zii alone required the legacy of the Wind God.
So what benefits were promised to the other three Great Saints?
To dare stand against the Holy Court, the risks and potential rewards likely tempted even the Great Saints.
Realizing this, Si Zu’s gaze slightly narrowed.
Zixia Holy Land was even more mysterious than he had imagined.
anwhile, He Feiyang rely smiled silently.
As they traveled, it was apparent that the Zixia Holy Land spanned vast and boundless distances, yet the number of Sect Gate disciples was not large.
Throughout the journey, they saw surprisingly few disciples, with many places eerily dead silent.
“The disciples and elders have all evacuated,” seeming to notice Si Zu’s confusion, He Feiyang explained with a smile.
“As the great battle looms, it’s not suitable for them to remain here.”
As they conversed, the trio finally arrived at the place where Zi Yan was to be resurrected.
It was a charming pit full of birds singing and flowers blooming.
In the pit, a continuous and vibrant vitality emanated, as if life was about to be birthed from it.
Si Zu was taken aback by this sight.
The source of divine essence in this world that he speculated for so long turned out to be the pit before him.
“What a treasure land created by heaven on earth,” Xu Zii comnted with a smile.
This treasure land wasn’t ford by human hands but was bestowed by the heavens.
“With such a treasure land, the chance of Sage Zixia’s resurrection increases,” Si Zu remarked.
“You’re mistaken. This treasure land isn’t prepared for the ancestor but for all protector Daoists,” He Feiyang explained with a smile.
“The vitality of this treasure land is useless to the ancestor; their reconstruction relies on Rule Power.
When facing powerful foes, this vitality is ant for healing everyone.”
A few people descended into the pit, walking among the birds and flowers.
The ground beneath their feet was a lush green, and stepping on it felt like life force was flowing.
The trio reached the center of the pit, where other protector Daoists had already arrived.
It was an extraordinarily large altar.
The altar was made of white jade, surrounded by wisps of mist.
Above the white jade was a triangle-shaped beak holding a treasure pearl.
The pearl reflected Mixed Yuan swallowing heaven, with Chaos Qi shining within.
Ziyan’s figure sat upon the altar.
She wore a dazzling purple robe, as if the clouds and mists from the horizon had been refined within it.
The brilliance was so intense it made one unable to open their eyes.
Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her nose high and refined, her eyes flashing with intelligence.
At this mont, Ziyan appeared different from before.
Her entire deanor was akin to a Direct Immortal fallen to earth.
Beside Ziyan stood three individuals.
Bright Mirror Great Saint, Alchemy Sage, and Bright Moon Fairy.
“Another Dao protector has arrived,” one of the elders in the trio remarked with a smile.
The elder wore a gray-brown robe, with a gourd hanging at his waist, his face full of deep wrinkles.
His smile carried a touch of lasciviousness.
This elder was Alchemy Sage.
“There’s Demonic Qi; they’re from the Demon Realm,” declared a middle-aged man suddenly opening his eyes.
The middle-aged man wore a white ember robe with a mirror hanging from his neck.
This mirror was ancient and noble, akin to a chest-guard reflecting its grandeur.
The aura of the middle-aged man was highly mysterious.
He was Bright Mirror Great Saint, a single Bright Mirror illuminating eternal ancient tis, accessing Jiuyou.
Among Great Saints, he was an exceedingly renowned presence.
“Taoist Friend Zixia indeed has significant influence, being able to invite people from the Demon Race,” Alchemy Sage remarked with a smile.
“As far as I know, the Demon Race has only two Great Saints. I wonder who they’ve sent this ti?” Bright Mirror Great Saint inquired.
Purgatory Demon Charioteer and Demon Venerable Tianpeng—these two entities were like boulders weighing on everyone’s chest in the Catastrophe Demon Domain.
Millions for years, not a single person dared to challenge the Demon Race.
The fundantal reason lay in the overwhelming power of these two beings.
Not only Great Saints but Great Saint Peak Holy Kings.
They were said to have fought against the heavens, ruling over an era known as Demon’s Advent.
Although that era is long gone and buried in the dusts of history, hard to discern,
Imagining the ability to dominate an era suffices to prove the might of the Demon Race.
Bright Mirror Great Saint’s gaze slightly condensed, having the Bright Mirror, he knew more.
……
Ziyan was the first to rise from the altar, smilingly remarked, “With Taoist Friend Xu’s arrival, I’m more assured of successfully reconstructing a lifeti.”
“Don’t forget our agreent,” Xu Zii reminded.
“Don’t worry, I know,” Ziyan nodded.
“How should I address you?” Bright Mirror Great Saint stepped forward, gaze fixed on Xu Zii, asking.
“Nas aren’t important; just a passing traveler,” Xu Zii shook his head in reply.
Seeing Xu Zii unwilling to speak further, Bright Mirror Great Saint didn’t insist.
Yet his gaze remained on Xu Zii, without moving away.
Besides Bright Mirror Great Saint and Alchemy Sage, stood an ethereal and detached woman.
She was Bright Moon Fairy, with a moon-like presence and clarity of myriad laws.
Since her presence here, she hadn’t spoken a word.
With slightly furrowed brows, her gaze was as cold as frost.
“Now that everyone is here, I’ll briefly explain the plan,” Ziyan replied.
“My reincarnated being must integrate with the Great Dao and comprehend ti, which will take at least an hour.
I don’t expect you to defeat the Holy Court’s people, but please hold them off for an hour.”
“An hour, that’s quite long,” Bright Mirror Great Saint remarked.
“But the most crucial aspect is determining the strength level of the Holy Court’s mbers we face, so we can provide guarantees.”
Though they were all Great Saints, they were not Holy Kings.
If several Holy Kings descended, let alone an hour, they wouldn’t likely withstand even ten minutes.
“We’ll have to inquire of the Demon Race,” Ziyan smiled, turning her gaze towards Xu Zii.
After all, the Holy Court’s extermination of the Demon Realm and their bounty on the Demon Race had started to spread gradually.
Many people might still be unaware, but certain powerful figures had received the news.
“Demon Race?” Alchemy Sage glanced at Xu Zii, chuckling.
“Taoist brother, no offense, but I’ve heard so rumors before arriving.”
“Rumor has it that Demon Realm has already been eradicated, and the Holy Court is hunting you,” Bright Moon Fairy’s rare words interrupted.
“I’m not interested in the Holy Court and won’t disclose your whereabouts.
Yet, we all understand the Demon Realm’s power, so who from the Holy Court will they send?”
“I truly don’t know,” Xu Zii shook his head, calmly replied.
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