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Chapter 852: The gods gather together!

"Become a god!"

"Ancestor?"

Two of the five people exclaimed.

The one who shouted "Hua Shen" was Tian Jinzhuang. As a core member of the Yunqing Sect, he had dealt with Hua Shen elders more than once in the sect, so when Jiahe appeared, he could sense this person's realm from his majestic power.

Soon, he guessed the other party's identity and his face changed drastically.

The one who called out "Grandmaster" was Yan Xiling. His face was filled with horror, he simply couldn't believe that Grandmaster Jiahe would appear here, but he couldn't help but believe it.

In an instant, he felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, and all the previous plans became a joke.

  Why did he disregard the safety of the sect and come here two months in advance with Mu Zixue?

Wasn't it just to study the Shutu Qiankun Formation, to create an illusion during the days when the spaceship broke in and the formation wasn't functioning smoothly, so as to avoid being noticed by the True Lord Huashen who was a hundred thousand miles away?

What happened? Not only did they know about it, they even showed up here.

Wouldn't that be...

"Ancestor," he said in a trembling voice, "You, why are you here? How is my Yunxiao Sect now?"

"Humph!"

The face of the Jiahe ancestor was as gloomy as water. His eyes lingered on the magic mirror in Tian Jinzhuang's hand for a moment, then he turned to look at the spaceship parked on the altar, and a hint of imperceptible surprise flashed in his eyes.

"This is the young master of the Yunqing Sect in the upper realm, right? Jiahe greets fellow Taoist." When his eyes found Yang Changjin, who was also frightened and uneasy, a smile suddenly broke out on his face and he bowed.

"Are you... the Lord of the Eastern Territory?" Yang Changjin stuttered.

"It's me."

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to take a trip to the upper realm. I hope the young master can do me a favor and take me with him." Jiahe's smile became even brighter.

“This…” Yang Changjin said in difficulty: “In the Zhenyu Realm, there is a heaven and earth formation…”

"I've had enough of this cage!" Jiahe suddenly shouted, shaking Yang Changjin's whole body. Tian Jinzhuang quickly threw a shield in front of him. The shield swayed under the pressure of the god, flickering unsteadily. Fortunately, Jiahe did not intend to target them, so it was able to block it and prevent the young master from falling and making a fool of himself.

"Three thousand years, suppressed for three thousand years, isn't that enough!" The old ancestor said in a sad and desolate voice: "Back then, I achieved the state of transformation in less than twenty Jiazi, and my future was limitless. But now I have wasted three thousand years in vain under this heaven and earth formation. The lifespan of a transformation is only five thousand years, how much time do I have left to squander?"

“Young Master Yang,” he said arrogantly, “Today, whether you like it or not, I will take your spaceship to the upper realm to seek opportunities above the level of incarnation!”

"Senior, if you come in without permission, our sect will not allow you. Our sect has no less than thirty elders who are above the level of Spirit Transformation. If any of the elders embarrass you, I am afraid... I, and the young master, will not be able to help you." Tian Jinzhuang said half-persuasion and half-threateningly.

"I will beg the elders of your clan to allow me a seat. I hope the young master will say a few good words for me when the time comes." Jiahe smiled indifferently and bowed again with a very sincere attitude.

He had already made a plan in mind. If he could not escape successfully before the flying boat landed in Hongxuan Realm, he would take the young master as a hostage. He would always have to take a gamble. Isn't this the case with all opportunities in this world?

As long as he can pass this level, with the vastness of the Hongxuan Realm and his talent and luck, he will be able to go anywhere!

Of course, there is no need to express this thought explicitly.

"Well!" Seeing Jiahe's humble words, Yang Changjin also grew bolder. He rolled his eyes and said thoughtfully: "Senior is a truly respected ancestor. He is the master that Yunqing Sect has been longing for. I will definitely persuade the elders to clear the way for you, but..."

He suddenly pointed at Mu Zixue and hid behind Tian Jinzhuang, shouting, "Senior, please help me subdue this bitch!"

... "Young Master?" Tian Jinzhuang asked in surprise, "Why is this?"

"Hmph! This bitch is having an affair with someone else and is not a faithful wife!" Yang Changjin said gritting her teeth.

Yan Xiling sighed inwardly, and quietly moved his feet, moving further away from Mu Zixue. Although he and Mu Zixue had been getting along well over the years, this was a dispute within the Yunqing Sect, and as an outsider, it was inconvenient for him to intervene.

Besides, the fate of the Yunxiao Sect is unknown now. If Patriarch Jiahe takes action, he would not dare to stop him even if he had ten thousand courage.

In the space, Yang Zhen's face changed, and his heart immediately hung in the air. If the situation was critical, even if Xiao Qingshi would be exposed on the spot, he would have to fight hard to help Zixue escape this disaster.

Mu Zixue lowered her eyebrows, and there was no expression on her beautiful face, but her jade hand pressing on the long sword at her waist tightened slightly.

Several people secretly looked towards the God of Transformation in the distance.

Jiahe did not make any move.

  What a joke! How could he, a dignified True God, the supreme ancestor of the Eastern Region, be persuaded by a junior with just a few words to become a thug for the other party?

Although he was disdainful in his heart, he was still very polite in his words: "Okay, okay, young master, don't worry. With me watching over her, this girl won't be able to cause any trouble. When we return to your clan, I'll let you deal with me as you wish."

A hint of displeasure flashed across Yang Changjin's face.

At this moment, a cold laugh suddenly came from midair, and a voice like a broken gong shouted:

"Young Master Yang, old Jiahe is so hypocritical. He doesn't want to help you, so I, Haihuang, will help you—"

The sound was thousands of miles away, but it had the power to pierce through clouds and tear silk. It seemed like it was burning in the ears, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Before he finished speaking, a red-faced fat man came quickly from a distance, causing the yellow sand to roll up from the ground, like a giant yellow dragon that was ready to devour its prey. Before the man arrived, the dragon had already pounced on the purple-dressed woman on the altar!

  Mu Zixue's face turned pale. She endured the discomfort brought by the suppression of her realm, drew out her sword with a "swish", and faced the long dragon!

In the space, Yang Zhen's mind raced, and a spherical protective wall more than one meter tall appeared looming, ready to go!

However, before he could make any move, another cold snort was heard in the air, and it was the voice of a middle-aged man.

Immediately afterwards, a sword beam about ten feet wide appeared out of nowhere, streaked across the vast sky, and landed exactly at the "vital point" of the yellow dragon, cutting it off with one stroke!

The rushing yellow sand suddenly died down like a deflated ball and fell a hundred feet away from Mu Zixue.

This knife is so skillful and perfect!

……

"Ouyang Ye, what do you mean?" The red-faced fat man was furious and shouted in the direction where the sword light appeared.

"Shameful!" The middle-aged man's voice sounded again, and then a bald man in gray clothes gradually appeared in the air.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Jiahe!" The big man clasped his fists towards Jiahe, then looked at the red-faced fat man who was gradually approaching the altar, with undisguised contempt on his face:

"Shame on you!"

"Sword Master!" "Hai Huang!"

Jiahe greeted the bald man and the red-faced fat man indifferently, with no expression on his face. It turned out that he had already known that the two were hiding nearby.

On the altar, Yan Xiling was already stunned. From the conversation between these people, he had guessed the identity of the visitor.

Sword Master of the Western Regions!

Lord Haihuang of the Endless Sea!

  The three gods of the Yuyu Realm are all present!

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