Conferred Gods: Poor Taoist Xiao Sheng, casual cultivators also have human rights

Chapter 156 The sky wails and the world is shocked!

"The prehistoric world has changed dramatically!" Several saints whispered in their hearts. The underworld has added a new Taoist ancestor, whose power is comparable to Hongjun, and will inevitably have a profound impact on the prehistoric pattern.

It is true that the power of Heaven is strong, and Hongjun is even more terrifying. Even though Hou Tu is extremely powerful, most of her power is still limited within the underworld and cannot really threaten them.

However, no matter what, the present world is no longer what it used to be. Hou Tu's attainment of the Great Dao will surely bring about profound and significant historical changes!

"My backer is truly amazing." Xiao Sheng was deeply shocked. Although he knew that Hou Tu would become extremely powerful after attaining enlightenment, this invincible posture was far beyond his expectations.

With just one strike, two saints of the Heavenly Dao fell!
From then on, he no longer had to worry about anything. Even if he angered Hongjun, as long as he returned to the underworld, the other party would not be able to do anything to him.

With Hou Tu as his protection, almost no one in the ancient land could shake him. Even top saints of heaven like Taiqing Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun had to give him some face on the surface.

"My witch clan finally has a saint!" Xing Tian, ​​Kuafu and other great witches were filled with pride. They raised their heads and roared, trying to vent the depressed emotions that had been accumulated for countless years.

Since the destruction of the Wu clan and the battle between Huangdi and Chiyou, the power of the entire Wu clan has declined extremely, like a river going downhill, with only a few fish that have escaped the net and are still surviving.

According to the original trajectory of fate, when Hou Tu's soul dies in the future, the remaining witches will probably not be able to escape the fate of being completely eradicated by the major forces of the prehistoric world.

By then, the witch clan might really be on the verge of extinction.

But before this moment, the future of the Witch Clan was filled with darkness and despair.

But now, it is completely different. With a Taoist master like Hou Tu in charge, the Wu clan can grow and develop without any worries and improve its strength again.

One day, the Wu Clan will surely become a famous and powerful family in the prehistoric continent and regain the glorious glory of the ancient times.

"Woooooo~~"

Suddenly, bursts of crying sounds were heard from the sky. The sky suddenly became dark, and bloody dark clouds spread silently, covering the entire desolate land.

Boom!

As a shocking blood-red thunder exploded in the sky, the entire prehistoric world suddenly began to rain blood. The sky and the earth became extremely dark, and the shrill cries traveled through billions of worlds.

"This is... a sign of the sky crying!"

"Such a huge cry from the sky, could it be that a saint has fallen?"

"What on earth happened over there in the Netherworld Blood Sea?!"

"..."

In the vast prehistoric world, countless powerful people were dumbfounded, and were shocked by this amazing sight. A blood cloud covered the entire prehistoric world, accompanied by crying, and blood rained like a waterfall, spreading to every corner of the world.

Only the death of a saint could cause such a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth.

In the Netherworld Blood Sea, the saints gathered together, and their majestic auras intertwined and entangled, forming an impenetrable "black hole", making it impossible for any powerful person to peek into the secrets. Therefore, the fierce battle in this prehistoric secret realm was not noticed by many powerful people with supreme magical powers.

At this moment, seeing the strange scene of the sky weeping, everyone was shocked, their bodies were cold, and their faces turned pale. What kind of changes are brewing in the underworld? Could it be that the catastrophe that determines the fate of the prehistoric world is about to break out today?
Once the catastrophe comes, no one can stay out of it. Even those quasi-saint-level beings who have reached the pinnacle of their abilities may perish in this huge wave that sweeps across the entire prehistoric continent.

"You dare to cry for the one I killed? Then go away."

Hou Tu looked up at the sky and glanced at the blue sky. A hint of annoyance flashed across her beautiful face. Then she waved her hand casually, and an extremely powerful force of law surged into the sky like a tide, rushing straight into the blood-red clouds.

There was a loud bang!
In an instant, the huge blood cloud covering the entire prehistoric world, although vast and boundless, collapsed inch by inch under the impact of the power of the law and turned invisible, making the prehistoric land clear and bright again.

"When a saint falls, heaven and earth mourn together. This is a strange phenomenon caused by the resonance of the Way of Heaven. And Hou Tu's action is obviously challenging the majesty of the Way of Heaven!"

Taiqing Laozi and others were horrified when they saw this. They thought Hou Tu was so audacious that she openly challenged the authority of Heaven. They didn't know what kind of revenge she would suffer.

Everyone couldn't help but look up at the sky, but after waiting for a while, there were no abnormal fluctuations and it was still as calm as before.

Only the remains of Zhunti and Jieyin were surrounded by endless mist, which turned into gas and rose into the void and disappeared without a trace. Soon, they would use the power of the long river of heaven to revive in the world again.

"This is probably a reflection of the Heavenly Dao's respect for the Earthly Dao. It regards the Earthly Dao as an existence of equal status with itself, so it does not mind such a small offense from Hou Tu."

After thinking about it, several saints gradually understood the mystery and their faces became more serious. Hou Tu Daozu was much more powerful than they expected. In the current prehistoric world, perhaps only Hongjun could compete with him.

Now that he had obtained what he needed, there was no point in staying here any longer. Taiqing Laozi immediately bowed and said goodbye: "The Taoist has just succeeded in proving the Dao, and there must be many trivial matters to deal with. I am sorry to bother you, so I will take my leave now." As soon as he finished speaking, his figure turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the vast sky.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu also said goodbye and left.

"Finally gone, finally gone!" Deep in the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Styx Patriarch burst into tears, his heart full of gratitude, as if he had survived an incredible life-and-death crisis. If those saints had taken action again, the Netherworld Blood Sea would have been completely evaporated, and he would have died.

"The ancient land is full of dangers, and we must be extra careful in the future. The Netherworld Blood Sea is located near the entrance to the underworld, and it is impossible to abandon our base here. In the future, I have to find a way to sneak into the underworld and strive to become a force in the underworld." A determination flashed in the eyes of the old man of the Styx, and he began to plan his future path.

He longed to maintain his independence, but now it seemed that this was no longer possible. The Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood was too close to the underworld, and as the saying goes, one cannot allow others to sleep beside one's bed. If he did not want to be completely defeated, his only way out was to pledge his loyalty to the underworld.

Just as the old man of the Styx was feeling deeply moved, Nuwa did not leave above the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood. Instead, a smile appeared on her usually cold face, and she slowly walked towards Houtu.

"I never expected that you could reach the situation you are today. I have to express my admiration for you." Nuwa said with a smile.

As one of the few powerful female cultivators in the prehistoric world, in the era of the war between wizards and demons, although Nuwa was the leader of the demon clan, she actually had a very harmonious personal relationship with her two female compatriots, Xuanming and Houtu, in the wizard clan.

During this long journey, I am fortunate to have your great help, my brother, Hou Tu said with emotion. Then she gently held Nuwa's slender hand and said softly: "After experiencing the catastrophe of the two tribes of witches and liches, we haven't been together for a long time. Today, why don't we step into the netherworld together and talk about the old times."

Two peerless powerful men stood side by side, both possessing a stunning figure that made the world tremble. One was gentle and elegant, like the spring sun melting snow; the other was cold and noble, like a biting winter wind. Their existence instantly eclipsed the world.

Xiao Sheng was mesmerized for a moment, but then he collected his thoughts and laughed at himself. The two female saints in front of him seemed to have cultivated the law of charm to the pinnacle.

(End of this chapter)