Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon! Chapter 985 - 983: God-making Furnace Plan

In fact, Li Qi also understood arrays; he had once followed the Ancient Phoenix in practice for a period of ti, but his attainnts were far from the Ancient Phoenix, and the array in front of him was too terrifying.

A slight misstep could result in self-destruction, and at that ti, all the Human Clan within the array would perish, becoming part of the blood sacrifice.

But Li Qi did not know the reason, he only saw Mo Lai’s grave expression and imdiately returned to the Wuji Sect to deliver the ssage.

Southern Diaspora land.

Upon receiving the news, Hongxiu furrowed her brows: "People from the Heavens."

A divine conspiracy, setting up a blood sacrifice array; obviously, the plot is significant.

A group from the Heavens entered the Tianwu Continent in such a manner, and their purpose was clear, they ca for the seal of the Investiture of the Gods.

But?

Do they have a way to fuse the imprint?

Zhuge Wushuang glanced at the contents of the letter, taking a cold breath: "It’s a bit troubleso."

As ti passes, the Boundary Force of Tianwu Continent not only has not diminished, but has beco even more dense. Now, it’s almost impossible to open a corner.

Perhaps this is a kind of self-protection for the Tianwu Continent, even the Divine Clan may hardly enter it.

Of course, neither can they.

Zhuge Wushuang said solemnly: "Does the Heavens also have a Taoist Body?"

Hongxiu spoke: "Not very sure, but... Li Qi’s writing seems very anxious, and the one set up by the Divine Clan is no ordinary blood sacrifice, involving tens of thousands of Human Clan mbers."

"Fuck..." Zhuge Wushuang cursed angrily: "These bastards."

"I feel that Tianwu Continent is hiding sothing." Hongxiu had a grave expression: "I have read so ancient texts, and the Tianwu Continent is far from as simple as it appears. This ancient land once birthed the first Human Emperor, the first Human Great Emperor, the first Heaven Emperor..."

"What do you an?" Zhuge Wushuang was stern.

"The Divine Clan’s purpose goes far beyond imprints." said Hongxiu: "It’s a pity that the shadows we sent into the Heavens have yet to report any news, otherwise they might be able to find sothing out."

There is a terrifying saying.

The Tianwu Continent is a huge furnace, gathering the essence of heaven and earth, absorbing the origin of all things.

I don’t know whether it was set up by the Divine Clan or crafted by the ancestors of the Human Clan, but they have a purpose: to forge gods. Otherwise, the imprint of the Investiture of the Gods wouldn’t appear in Tianwu.

Thinking of this, Hongxiu walked a few steps to Liu Ting’er’s place of practice.

Nearby, there was also a Taoist boy, who had gone through many hardships to co here just to teach Liu Ting’er the Tao Sutra. He had been preaching here for many days, and every ti he spoke, it resonated with heaven and earth, with various auspicious clouds appearing in succession, resplendent and brilliant.

Hongxiu did not speak, just quietly watched.

When the Taoist boy entered the Wuji Sect, he had ntioned he had a master stationed deep in the Ancient City, where there was an ancient Daoist Temple. Its history was so long that even the strong of the Alliance dared not tread lightly.

At the ti, the entire Wuji Sect was shocked, that a ruined Daoist Temple could deter the Alliance.

Later, the master sent him out, allowing him to enter the Southern Diaspora.

The Taoist boy speculated that his master might make a move.

And recalling the scenes several Wuji Sect geniuses saw during the campaign against the Alliance, indeed... an old man blocked the depths of the Ancient City, deterring the Heaven Emperor Realm powerhouses of the Alliance.

Otherwise, they would have certainly not survived until now.

That old man, he must know sothing.

"Wushuang." After leaving, Hongxiu looked towards Zhuge Wushuang: "You and the Ancient Phoenix find a way to open a passage, it must be quick."

Uh?

Zhuge Wushuang was stunned: "Sect Master, where are you going?"

Hongxiu squinted her eyes: "To see soone."

This step is very dangerous.

If the people from the Alliance find out, she would undoubtedly be dead.

Because, on the Alliance’s list, apart from Chen Pingping, Hongxiu is the second person to be killed without fail.

Without saying much more, after quickly instructing Zhuge Wushuang, she turned into a long rainbow and left the Wuji Sect, soon... arriving in the area shrouded by the Heaven Emperor’s Dharma Principle.

Hongxiu hesitated for a mont, then summoned a pitch-black coffin to resist the Heaven Emperor’s Dharma Principle, and crossed over.

Soon!

She arrived at the Ancient City and saw this towering castle, its vast area unimaginable, with city walls several dozen zhang high, built with stones of unknown origin, resisting the erosion of ti and weather without leaving a single mark.

She was shaken to the core, her eyes burning, and an idea ford in her mind.

Once the ti is ripe, stepping into the myriad worlds, she vowed to create such an Ancient City.

A few steps later, she quietly entered the Ancient City.

It had been a long ti since the last great battle, and the order in the Ancient City had been restored, with people coming and going, bustling and lively.

Hongxiu went deeper along the way, and after asking a few people, finally found that rundown Daoist Temple.

Hmm!

It was indeed very rundown.

Weeds were everywhere, many roof beams had collapsed, the roof leaked, and sunlight poured in; perhaps soone should be found to repair it.

But strangely, the plaque above the gate, bearing the words ’Daoist Temple’, was still clearly visible, glossy as new, without a trace of dust.

An old figure sat silently on a ditation mat, its back hunched and decrepit, seemingly devoid of all vitality.

Hongxiu solemnly stood at the door.

At first glance, the old man seed very ordinary, like an elderly man from the countryside, sared with mud and dirt, yet upon the second look, he seed completely transford.

And on the third glance, he vanished entirely, as if he was never there.

Only on the third glance did Hongxiu feel a sense of awe, he had reappeared, now enveloped in a layer of ineffable Taoist charm.

Moreover, he seed to be returning to simplicity, unpredictable, with every look revealing new changes.

This was not a Heaven Emperor Realm.

Could he be a God?

However, in Human Clan history, there was no record or ntion of any God.

Hongxiu dared not act rashly, watching the old man silently, knowing he must have sensed her arrival. Now, all she could do was wait.

Unknown how long had passed, a gentle breeze drifted in, bringing with it countless motes of dust, unseen by the naked eye.

Hongxiu’s hair was disheveled, clothes fluttering, her gaze fixed on the old man.

But at this mont, she sensed sothing amiss; the life force of the old man began to sharply decline. Not right... it was gone, her expression changed drastically, and she hurried forward.

Has he fallen?

Hongxiu was shocked beyond asure, such a powerful Human Clan predecessor, if he were to fall, who in the Nine Heaven Realm could intimidate the high ranks of the Alliance?

She instinctively called out: "Senior."

With her call, the old man’s life force slowly revived, his eyelids twitched, opening with weariness.

Hongxiu wiped a bead of cold sweat: "Senior, you!"

He was close to falling.

Just nearly transford by the Tao.

Fortunately, she had appeared in ti!

The old man rested for a long ti before a hint of vitality returned to his wrinkled face, his empty eyes fixed on Hongxiu, parched lips involuntarily moving.

"Senior, what do you wish to say?" Hongxiu hurriedly leaned closer.

"God-making Furnace." The old man spoke with difficulty.

Indeed...

Hongxiu felt a sudden chill, her pupils contracting, breathing rapidly.

The records in the ancient texts were correct.

The entire Tianwu Continent is a huge furnace, ant for creating gods. The only thing uncertain now is whether it’s the work of the ancestors of the Human Clan or the Divine Clan?

It’s unimaginable.

This furnace in Tianwu Continent must have existed for countless years, so have gods already erged?