And those Red Spider Lilies, continuously soaring and descending, ford one tier of a staircase after another.
At the very bottom of the floral stairway, reaching to the depths of the gorge, Zhou Xuan, clad in a white robe, ascended the steps.
At this mont, he was almost replicating the forr Supre Will, walking out from the Sea of Suffering.
The cloud patterns of the Dream of the Four Heavenly Venerables on his white robe glowed brilliantly, as if he had truly beco the Supre Will.
However, within the do constructed by willow and peach trees, there was no sunlight or moonlight.
Everyone could only see the flas ignited in the Netherworld within the arena, and when the audience looked towards the depths of the abyss, they couldn’t see clearly.
But what does that matter?
On the stage, Zhou Xuan, driven by the "Human World Play God," had already beco the Supre Will on stage.
Since he dared to call himself "Supre," then if he requires light, there must be light.
If he wants the sun and moon, the sun must rise from the east, and the moon must be bright.
"Let there be light."
As Zhou Xuan ascended the staircase, he snapped his fingers.
This snap brought forth a majestic force, condensing into a blazing sun.
Thus, everyone could clearly see Zhou Xuan’s form and that supre aura.
"Supre Will!"
The Fake Incense Fire Taoist was the first to understand what Zhou Xuan embodied at this mont, and his mouth fell open, unsure of what to say.
He had seen the Supre Will before — as soone at the Heavenly God level, he had once caught a distant glimpse of the Supre Will, and he could never forget that kind of "commanding the sun and moon" deanor.
Before seeing the Supre Will, he always believed, as long as he was diligent, as long as he was greedy enough, one day, he too would beco a new Supre Will.
But after seeing the Supre Will, his Taoist heart shattered.
No matter how much ti he was given — a thousand years? Two thousand years? Or even ten thousand years, he could never beco Supre.
That once, he finally understood what "fear" was, and now, upon seeing Zhou Xuan erging from the Netherworld, that ancient fear was provoked anew.
"Fortunately, fortunately... I haven’t torn off my identity; no matter how powerful Zhou Xuan becos, he won’t harm in the slightest."
The Fake Incense Fire Taoist felt a chill of fear in his heart.
And those who feared even more were the dicine Buddha and his companions.
They watched Zhou Xuan climb the floral staircase; though Zhou Xuan hadn’t done anything, said anything, they already felt an overwhelming fear,
like when an antelope saw the Tiger King, requiring no actual confrontation, a fear more profound than profound exploded uncontrollably within the antelope’s body,
This kind of fear caused the two Supres, Zi Niu and Red Pill, to kneel, heads bowed down, yearning to kowtow imdiately,
The Pagoda-Bearing King of Buddha Country also knelt down, while holding his head in his hands, in a posture as though offering his head to the Buddha Master.
"Tuo Ta, stand up, how can we, people of Buddha Country, offer our heads to the God of Jing Country?"
"Pharmacist, I don’t want to, but I can’t control myself."
The Pagoda-Bearing King said with a mournful tone.
And the dicine Buddha did not overly bla Tuo Ta because she herself also had an inkling of wanting to kneel,
but her Taoist practice was slightly higher, and she could still hold herself for now.
Hulu Taoist, feeling restless, tugged at his collar, secretly cursing, "Zhou Xuan, oh Zhou Xuan, have we committed so heavenly law offense? Is it worth you using such a grand display to deal with us?"
Such a montum, Hulu Taoist knew his death was near, escape was impossible, but he still felt — Zhou Xuan’s thod, of unknown origin, to kill a few of them, was like using a cannon to shoot a mosquito.
Finally, Zhou Xuan’s voice also rang out.
"dicine Buddha, Dun Jia Taishang, if I, Zhou Xuan, rely wanted to kill you, then when my battle power was at nine sticks of incense, you would have been the nailed souls on the board,
Today, my target for killing isn’t even you,
I, Zhou Xuan, have never even regarded you seriously."
As these words were spoken, the faces of dicine Buddha, Hulu Taoist, Incense Fire Taoist, and others changed drastically.
The expressions of dicine Buddha, Hulu Taoist changed because they considered themselves high and mighty, yet were rely ants in Zhou Xuan’s eyes, not even worthy of direct attention.
They were once the pride of the path of cultivation, and now they are ignored by a twenty-sothing Zhou Xuan, how could their hearts not be shocked and saddened.
While the Incense Fire Taoist’s face changed because he heard the hidden aning in Zhou Xuan’s words.
Zhou Xuan, having died and then ascended to deity status under the people’s call, becoming the Supre Will was targeting him, Incense Fire Taoist.
"Zhou Xuan is targeting ?"
"When did the stage beco a trap to hunt ?" Incense Fire Taoist was filled with countless bewildernt...
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