Zhatian: I really have the qualities to be an emperor!

Chapter 125 Repairing the Scars of the Avenue
"Woof! It's Yang Zhu!"

The big black dog was so excited that he couldn't help howling, and rushed forward in the form of black light.

He is only a few inches bigger than a Shiba Inu at this moment. He is less wretched than usual and has become much cuter. His fur is as silky as silk and is very pleasing to the eye.

No matter how cunning and unreliable Hei Huang is to others outside, he is naturally loyal to Yang Zhu!
"Little black."

Yang Zhu gently stroked Heihuang's head. His hair was shiny and smooth. It seemed that he had lived well during this period and had not suffered any injustice.

"You're out." The Saint Maiden of Yao Chi also came forward to greet him.

"Yeah, it took some time." Yang Zhu smiled and nodded slightly.

"You've become stronger again. We are really far behind you."

Everyone's eyes lit up, and Yao Yuekong couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. There was already a huge gap between them to begin with, and now after half a year, the gap is even bigger.

"You finally got out. A lot of big things happened these days..."

Hei Huang followed behind Yang Zhu, talking incessantly about the major events that had happened recently, especially those related to Ye Fan.

"Daodao scar?"

Hearing that Ye Fan didn't have much time left to live, Yang Zhu looked at Ye Fan, peeking into his origin, and indeed saw a terrible wound on the other party.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Ye Fan smiled brightly, but he seemed weak, as if relieved of a heavy burden. He knew that his injuries would be healed after Yang Zhu showed up.

"You're finally here. Ye Zi doesn't have much time left..."

Pangbo seemed to have seen a savior, and his eyes became red despite his tall stature.

Yang Zhu's generosity was terrifying, he used the True Dragon Medicine and the Great Emperor's Formation Pattern. Pang Bo knew that he must have a way.

"It's just a scar on the Great Dao, it's nothing."

Even the God King in White had no way to deal with it, but for Yang Zhu, it was not a big problem.

Only one elixir of immortality is needed to help him recover, and Yang Zhu has three of them, and other rare treasures are countless.

"call out!"

A golden light rushed over, stopped in front of Yang Zhu, and then began to surround him.

Yang Zhu raised his finger, and a little golden guy fell obediently into his palm.

"Is this... a divine silkworm?"

It was a little golden unicorn, only the size of a palm, very cute, with big clear eyes.

It has a big head and a strong body like an elf, its whole body is shining, it is chubby, and there is colorful mist flowing around it.

The little guy lay in the palm of his hand, very intimately, and kept rubbing his head against Yang Zhu.

"What, you want to follow me?"

Yang Zhu didn't expect that the little guy wanted to follow him when they met for the first time.

"You are usually very timid and don't want to bother with us unless there is some benefit. Why are you so proactive today?"

The little nun in white twitched her nose and put her hands on her hips angrily.

"You were cut out of leaves, right? Go back now."

As soon as Yang Zhu finished speaking, the little guy kept shaking his head, turning into a golden light, and kept circling around him, refusing to leave no matter what.

The little Qilin stayed beside Yang Zhu, and even stopped behind him, biting the corner of his clothes tightly, looking up at him pitifully with an aggrieved look on his face.

"whatever."

Yang Zhu could only nod helplessly. After all, it was fun to have such an honest guy around.

The properties of the divine silkworm are somewhat similar to those of the elixir of immortality, and it is particularly sensitive to life energy.

As a holy body with one of the strongest physiques and the bloodline of the great emperor, the divine silkworm could definitely sense something, so it was not surprising that it took the initiative to follow Yang Zhu.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Seeing Yang Zhu nod, the little golden Qilin finally agreed to let go, his clear eyes were full of joy, and he started to babble. "This little guy really has good taste." The big black dog squinted at the little Qilin and couldn't help but grin.

"Let me see how badly it's hurt."

Yang Zhu walked towards Ye Fan and pointed his finger at his brow. A cool breath flowed along his forehead and into his body.

Pang Bo, Li Heishui and others all held their breath, fearing to disturb Yang Zhu. They clenched their fists tightly, and because they used too much force, their knuckles turned blue but they didn't react at all.

But after a moment, Yang Zhu withdrew his finger and said, "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

"Woof! I have said that if we find Yang Zhu, there will definitely be salvation!" muttered the Black Emperor.

Yang Zhu grabbed Ye Fan's arm, and the two of them disappeared from the spot in an instant and appeared above the city of gods.

A ray of immortal light shot out from Yang Zhu's body, quickly enlarged to more than ten feet, and hung above Ye Fan's head.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, a powerful aura spread, the void rippled like a curtain of water, divine aura radiated, and thousands of auspicious signs descended.

The essence of chaos swirled and descended from the sky in a mighty force, weighing a hundred thousand kilograms, and just a single wisp could collapse a mountain range.

Chaotic energy covered the top of the divine city, as if a major earthquake had occurred, and the terrifying power made the divine city shake.

"Oh my god, what is that? Why does it feel like the City of God can't hold on any longer?"

"This... Could this be the legendary Primal Chaos Qi? I can't find even a single strand of it even after searching the entire Eastern Wasteland. How could there be such a huge amount?"

All the monks in the city were shocked. They saw divine lights rushing up from the city and looked up above their heads.

Faced with the vast chaotic energy, everyone was terrified, felt as if their bodies were about to break, and their souls could not stop trembling.

Even someone as powerful as the Mighty Ones would feel suffocated in the face of such surging chaotic energy. Their hearts would feel as if being firmly grasped by a giant hand, and the waves of pain would make them break out in cold sweats.

"The Law of Chaos..."

Ye Fan was equally surprised. The Chaos Pool above his head intertwined countless principles and theories, which were extremely profound and mysterious, and even had wisps of imperial power overflowing?

Even his Cauldron of the Mother Energy of All Things cannot compare to it. Ye Fan concludes that the Chaos Pool is definitely not weaker than the Holy Weapon!

"What a terrifying weapon..."

The Great Xia Prince wore a crown and his eyes shot out two rays of light. He wanted to see the Chaos Pool clearly, but found that no matter how hard he tried, his consciousness could not break through the mist.

An Miaoyi was dressed in white, with shiny black hair and sexy and charming red lips. She was slender and beautiful to the point of being breathtaking.

"You are still the same, with unrivalled grace..."

This perfect and sexy woman looked at Yang Zhu, with a strange light flashing in her eyes. In addition to admiration, there seemed to be another emotion.

With the appearance of the Chaos Pool, many people were shocked, but their eyes were also filled with excitement.

However, due to the intimidation of the Holy Body and the Taoist Embryo, most of them endured it. After all, Yang Zhu was not Ye Fan. He was strong enough and had Yao Chi behind him.

But there are always some people who are willing to sacrifice their lives, and nothing can resist their enthusiasm for treasures. Yang Zhu can sense some extremely greedy gazes.

With a thought, the dragon veins underground surged, and suddenly several streams of dragon energy rushed out, blasting the eight old men into the sky above the city of gods.

"I...we...what do you mean, my friend?"

Those people were stunned. They had the idea of ​​robbing, but they didn't dare to express it obviously. Otherwise, if they were not careful, they would be doomed!

"That man is Elder Chen from the Illusion Palace. I heard that he had already reached the fourth level of dragon transformation two hundred years ago. I'm afraid he has improved a lot now!"

"Oh my god, that person in the grey Taoist robe, could it be the Taoist Sanshan who was famous six hundred years ago?"

Many people in the city exclaimed and recognized the identities of these people. Without exception, they were all from prominent families.

"What do they mean by this? Do they want to snatch the magic weapon of the Holy Body and Dao Embryo?"

"Heh... otherwise why would he be caught by Yang Zhu? He is really a bastard who is determined to die!"

Most of the people staying in the City of Gods were not simple people. They understood what was going on at once. Many of them sneered and looked indifferent.

(End of this chapter)