I have a hundred clones.

Chapter 1810: The Strangeness of Kaitian Land

There was a hint of coldness in Lin Daiyu's voice.

Xue Baochai also sneered and said, "Young men of later generations, how can the superiors of this world take you seriously?"

Cao Ya shook his head and said, "In the mortal world, the continuation of bloodlines is the pursuit of alternative blood-related immortality. But in the Three Realms, those with great magical powers are already immortal. The so-called ethnicity is actually not important. If the ancestor of the tribe is a little bit vicious, even the whole tribe will become a sacrifice."

The Wanling race has no shortage of such ancestors, whose hands are stained with blood - the blood of their own family!

Cao Ya didn’t bother to care about people from other races, but he had killed many within the human race!

After all, although the evil path was suppressed by the Xuanmen, it was also quite prosperous and spread widely. Its various secret techniques were also famous in the four continents. It had produced a number of great figures who were envied by others.

Certain blood sacrifice techniques, often involving the same clan’s blood, have even more miraculous effects!

“However, under pressure from outsiders, they made all kinds of concessions… No wonder the three family groups have been in decline and have never prospered since the first catastrophe of Longhan.” Cao Ya said indifferently.

The dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes were once the overlords of the prehistoric world. Even though they suffered heavy losses and fell from the altar after a great catastrophe, their ancestors in the holy realm did not perish, and some people with great magical powers survived. Logically speaking, the three tribes should still be the overlords, but they no longer have the supreme majesty of the first catastrophe of the Dragon and Han dynasties.

But the fact is that the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan have, to a certain extent, become the recipes of the powerful.

Dragon liver and phoenix gall have been tasted by many powerful immortals.

Although the Qilin clan is known as auspicious beasts, its overall momentum is smaller than that of the Dragon and Phoenix clans!

Or, should we say that the three tribes have been frightened by the cruelty of the catastrophe?

Compared with the witch clan, demon clan, orthodox clan, and evil clan of later generations, the courage of these three clans is indeed far inferior.

"Sister Feng, girl Yun, it's a good thing that you have left the Phoenix clan and the Qilin clan." Xue Baochai said softly. If they stayed in the caves where the two clans lived, they could not be sure what the reasons would make them sacrificed by the upper class for their own interests without knowing it.

"Now, they can forget about interfering in the Red Mansion!" Lin Daiyu's pretty face was cold.

"Hehe, they don't dare." Sun Wukong laughed. With his protection and that of Lord Jidu...how dare those two tribes to stroke the tiger's whiskers?

Furthermore, the power of Honglou Dongtian is also very strong, and the two clans cannot defeat it easily.

"It's impossible for those three tribes to unite. Even if they act alone, they can't beat our lineup." Cao Ya said with a smile. The seven-man group is quite powerful, with saints, weak saints, and peak quasi-saints.

If the ancestors of the three tribes fight against Sun Wukong alone, they will probably be inferior to him.

And in a confrontation at the level of Weak Saint, no one would be Cao Ya's opponent.

The remaining peak quasi-saints are even more difficult to match with Chai Dai, Wu Song, Lu Zhishen, and Tang Monk.

It should be noted that these five people have reached the limit of the ninth level and have touched the edge of weak saints!

What's more, it is not easy for all forces to gather five peak quasi-saints.

Of course, things like the Demonic Path, the Mysterious Sect, and the Heavenly Court are another matter.

But in fact, many saints' dojo may not necessarily have peak quasi-saints!

"The Ancestral Dragon, the Ancestral Phoenix, the Ancestral Unicorn...these three saints have finally appeared." Tang Seng said from afar.

Those three great saints in the ancient era were all injured and on the verge of death. They recuperated for billions of years before showing signs of recovery.

"Ang!!" The divine dragon soared into the sky, stretched its body, manipulated the wind and clouds, and its mighty power shook the world.

"Old loach, you are still as arrogant as ever." A nimble Qilin stepped on the void, expressing its disgust at Zulong's actions.

"Ancestor Qilin, your descendants are still thriving, unlike you, who only have two or three cats and kittens left." Zulong laughed.

"Why give birth to so many? To be cooked!" Zu Qilin was not willing to be outdone.

"You..." Zulong was furious. If it weren't for the wrong time and place, he would really have fought with Zu Qilin.

Suddenly, Zulong's divine consciousness swept over Cao Ya and the other seven people, and he remembered something and sneered:

"Your descendants are not much better. They have become pawns of others."

"And you, the Qilin clan, don't even dare to fart!"

Zu Qilin's face darkened, and he retorted: "It's better than having fewer Dragonborn being eaten as food!"

Zulong was extremely angry, but he, Zuqilin, and Zufeng were all on par with each other. If he took action now, he would only make a fool of himself in front of others. Therefore, Zulong suppressed his anger and led several real dragons to the place of creation.

He must be there to gain great fortune in order to reverse the embarrassing situation of the dragon clan!

At least, you have to heal your injuries completely!

"Swoosh!!" The Ancestral Phoenix, covered in flames, did not take part in the confrontation between the Ancestral Dragon and the Ancestral Qilin. Instead, it led the Phoenix and disappeared at the top of the sky.

What is the point of this verbal battle?

The three tribes have long been the laughing stock of the ancient world. They are useless unless they enhance the strength of their own tribe.

"Hmph." Zu Qilin snorted coldly and led his men away.

"A pointless quarrel." Lu Zhishen said, divine beasts born from nature often lack the tempering of their Tao hearts.

"Forget it, let's ignore them and go." Sun Wukong said, activating his somersault cloud, carrying seven people, tearing through space and heading straight for the land of creation.

That place where the sky was created was located at the edge of the universe, and the surrounding area of ​​hundreds of billions of light years was dead silent.

The place where the sky was created is actually a strange world, billions of light years away!

Such a diameter is vast and boundless. The heaven, the earth, and the underworld are all non-existent.

"Swish." Outside the land of creation, colorful space turbulence kept flying around, dazzling people's eyes.

"Boom..." There are still various auras of the great ways lingering here, either obvious or hidden, posing a great threat.

After all, the relevant magic rhymes either came from the great god Pangu or some demon god.

Peak quasi-saints and weak saints must be extremely careful. If they are not careful, they will suffer a disaster!

Even the True Hunyuan dare not slack off, otherwise, if they attract the evil in the land of creation, even the saints will suffer disasters!

"Buzz." When the Somersault Cloud, carrying seven people, arrived at the Land of Creation, there were already all kinds of powerful auras rising and falling here.

"call out!"

Cao Ya also saw that Lishan Laomu, Taiyi Tianzun and others had all escaped into that strange world.

"Well, Ji Dian and Chen Xiang, they actually formed an alliance?" Cao Ya was stunned.

A monk in tattered robes, waving a fan, and a heroic young man arrived together. They were Jigong and Chenxiang.

As for Xiaoyu not coming... Xiaoyu is only a high-level quasi-saint and does not meet the requirements, so she definitely cannot come!

"Amitabha, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, the Lord of the Stars, Master Xuanzang, as well as the Wu Xingzhe, the Zen Master Lu Da, Miss Lin, and Miss Bao, I, the poor monk, and my friend from the Liu family, will leave first."

Jigong also noticed the group of seven, clasped his fists from a distance, and spoke with a smile.

Chenxiang also bowed, and together with Jigong, they sailed into the strange world.

"Two peak quasi-saints, with no saints or weak saints accompanying them... they are quite brave!" said Lu Zhishen.

"It seems that there is some rift in the relationship between the holy monk Jigong and Lingshan." Xue Baochai thought.

Otherwise, normally, Jigong should have joined the Lingshan camp led by Tathagata Buddha!

He is the reincarnation of Arhat Jianglong, and Jianglong is the leader of the Eighteen Arhats of Lingshan!

But why didn't Chenxiang stay with Yang Jian or the Jade Emperor...

The relationship between this family is worse than that between outsiders!

"This land of creation is so magnificent!" Wu Song looked at it closely and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. The vast land of creation covered billions of light years, and everywhere you looked, there were turbulent currents!

"Let's go!" Sun Wukong touched his ear, took out the Ruyi Jingu Bang, and became serious.

He could sense the mystery of this strange world, which contained endless treasures as well as boundless dangers!

"Swish." In Cao Ya's hand, the Xuanyuan Sword, a first-class spiritual treasure, also appeared. On it were inscribed the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, insects and fish, with a unique rhythm that spread out.

"Huahua." Lin Daiyu took out the River Map, and Xue Baochai used the Luoshu.

At this moment, not only were the auras of the two women faintly connected, but even the first-rate spiritual treasures in their hands were the same.

"Huh." The Shennong Furnace of the Earth Emperor floated in the air in Wu Song's hand, and the divine fire was ignited, but it did not erupt, so as to avoid causing a passive counterattack from the strange world.

A Fuxi formation plate was held by Lu Zhishen, and the Bagua pattern appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Tang Monk wore a brocade cassock and carried a nine-ring staff, both of which were second-class magical treasures given to Guanyin by Buddha at the beginning of the Journey to the West, and asked her to give them to the pilgrims for use as self-protection.

These two treasures, which come from the hands of Tathagata Buddha, are extraordinary items. They are guaranteed to be second-class spiritual treasures.

At this time, the seven-member group all used their treasures and were ready for battle.

"Swish." Then, Sun Wukong retracted his somersault cloud, took the lead, holding the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, shining brightly, and swept away the complex Taoist rhyme in front of him.

"Be careful, the aura of the great road here may be the remnant of the demon god from the holy realm!" Sun Wukong reminded.

"Three thousand demon gods... the boundless chaos gave birth to these innate gods. Each one of them is extremely powerful and has the potential to reach the realm of saints!" Cao Ya sighed.

Of course, having this qualification does not mean that one can become a saint.

Before the creation of the world, among the three thousand demons, there were a group of masters who became saints. Unfortunately, not many of them survived, including only a few such as Taoist Hongjun, Demon Ancestor Luohou, Chaos Divine Tree, and Great God Yangmei.

Of course, more weak saints and quasi-saint demons died!

There are quite a few people alive in the ancient times. They are a wisp of true soul that survived and were reincarnated. They started over again as living beings in the future and practiced the way of immortality, such as Taoist Taixu and Taoist Chixia.

"Perhaps, in the countless years since the birth of the universe, a new demon god has appeared in the depths of the primordial chaos and is being conceived!" Tang Seng said slowly.

"Never mind! Let's explore the land of creation first!" Sun Wukong said indifferently.

The golden cudgel swept across, blasting the remaining techniques of the holy realm aside and opening up a passage.

These Dao rhymes appear and disappear at will, and there is no definitive answer. Even saints cannot completely erase them.

"Probably, one has to reach the level of the great god Pangu to completely clear the land of creation!" Xue Baochai exclaimed.

She looked hundreds of millions of miles away, where there was a dazzling red light that kept swaying, giving people a creepy feeling.

"That's not the legacy of the demon god!" Sun Wukong took a look and said, "That's the magical power of the demon ancestor Luohou!"

"The Demon Ancestor? Didn't the old man survive... Ah, yes..." Xue Baochai said as she suddenly realized.

During the catastrophe of the creation of the world, 2999 demon gods blocked the way, among them was the Demon Ancestor!

There are also Daozu, Yangmei God and others!

Therefore, it is not surprising that the magical powers of these giants remain in this land of creation.

"Well, there is another possibility that they came here to explore the magic and Taoism of the enemy demon god in order to find loopholes." Wu Song pondered.

"However, after countless epochs, how could the original magical powers have not been improved?" Lu Zhishen shook his head.

"But after all, we can get a glimpse of the enemy's background," Cao Ya said with a smile.

Because they were still on the outskirts of the Kaitian Land, although they were solemn, the pressure was not too great.

Even though many traces of the giant's magical powers have been discovered, the distances between them are actually quite large, enough for monks to move in and out.

One light year is almost 10 trillion kilometers, and the area of ​​Kaitian Land is several billion light years...

It is no exaggeration to say that any small gap can accommodate seven or eight hundred earthly immortal realms!

"Hu." The seven people teleported, and when they were not far from the aura of the avenue, they flew for safety.

Otherwise, if we keep flying... how long will it take before we can truly go deep into the Land of Creation? !

Moreover, as the seven people gradually went deeper, the spatial attainments of the five peak quasi-saints could no longer support them, so they did so.

After all, its fundamental way is not the way of emptiness, but the overall practice of Taoism, which has reached such a high level. By analogy, it also has a grasp of space.

At this moment, the only ones who were not affected were Sun Wukong in the Holy Realm and Cao Ya in the Weak Hunyuan Realm.

Although Sun Wukong does not have the Way of Void, his Way of Fighting is unparalleled in the world, and his Primordial Energy is immortal. This place cannot restrict him!

In Cao Ya's extraordinary system, there are also several on the space side, such as [Star Change], [Snow Eagle Lord], [The Supreme One] and other Cao Ya's perceptions of the universe.

Moreover, his own "Universe Alchemy Sutra" can transform into a black hole, which will naturally distort time and space. How could such a powerful person know nothing about the Way of the Void?

So, Cao Ya waved his hand, and the void magic spread, covering the five people, and teleported together.

In this process, the seven people soon came to an open area.

"That is……"

Suddenly, the seven people stopped their Void Movement and stared into the distance with shocked expressions.

In front of us, there is a huge sacred tree that supports the heaven and earth, and its roots stretch out, seeming to pierce every corner of the universe.

"Chaos Divine Tree!!!" Cao Ya was shocked. This was a supreme saint who was not inferior to the Taoist and the Demon Ancestor!

"No, that's not right. That's not the Chaos Tree!" Cao Ya stared at it carefully and discovered that it was actually the residual shadow of the Chaos Tree's magic.

It's just that it's so scary and so real that it's almost hard to tell the difference.

"According to legend, the Chaos Divine Tree has never entered the prehistoric universe." Lin Daiyu whispered.

"I didn't expect that the real body didn't enter, but the imprint will last forever in the universe." Xue Baochai was both amused and helpless.

"That big guy is the number one spiritual root in Hongmeng throughout the ages!" Wu Song looked around and said.

"The ginseng fruit tree, the peach mother tree, etc. are far inferior to them." Tang Seng sighed.

During the Journey to the West, because the ginseng fruit tree was knocked down, the master and his disciples were forced to stay in the Wuzhuang Temple. It was not until Wukong invited Guanyin Bodhisattva to save the ginseng fruit tree with Yangzhi Ganlu that they were able to overcome the disaster.

"I wonder if this sacred tree will bear fruit?" Lu Zhishen asked thoughtfully.

Everyone, including Sun Wukong, couldn't help but look sideways.

I didn't realize you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, have a preference for this kind of food...

"Haha, just kidding!" Lu Zhishen laughed heartily and said, "Even if it really bears fruit, unless the Great God of the Divine Tree personally delivers it, who can eat it?"

"Yes, the fruit of Brother Divine Tree is so precious that even the Taoist Ancestor and the Demon Ancestor cannot pluck it by force!"

"From ancient times to now, only the great god Pangu has tasted it!"

Suddenly, a faint voice rang in the ears of the seven people.