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Chapter 424: Qi Refiner of the Pre-Qin Dynasty

The world is above the world.

Suddenly, voices rang out one after another: "Found it!" "I found Zhong Wuwang!" "I found him too."

"We've locked onto his location. He's on Xingcha Mountain!"

"Quick! Go and inform the three ancestors!"

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More than 1,900 gods stood on the edge of the upper world, looking down, searching day and night, monitoring the human world, and finally found Zhong Wuwang's trace, and they couldn't help but feel inexplicably excited.

Immediately, a god notified Yang Bi, who was practicing. Upon hearing this, he immediately asked, "How did you find Zhong Wuwang?"

A celestial god said: "The Xiantian Dao Embryo is a small true god, and it has a mysterious connection with the true gods outside the sky. When Zhong Wuwang sacrificed the Xiantian Dao Embryo, it affected the moon in the sky, making the moonlight a little dim, so that his whereabouts were exposed!"

Yang Bi's face changed slightly, and he immediately issued an order: "No one is allowed to contact the lower world! Pass my order immediately! Tell all the gods in the upper world not to notify the lower world!"

These gods were all clan leaders from various families. They were once powerful and influential, and when they heard the news, they all frowned.

The ancestor of the thirteen families arranged a younger generation to lead the thirteen families, which was fine, but they were also disciplined by their ancestors, which made them somewhat unhappy. Yang Bi was indeed very talented. The various forces in the underworld fought each other and were in disarray. After he went to the underworld, he quickly managed the underworld in an orderly manner.

The thirteen families had conflicts of interest in the human world, but they also had many internal grievances. After he went to the human world, it didn't take long for him to convince the leaders of the major families and make them willing to obey his orders.

However, there are only thirteen sect masters in the world of the living, but there are more than one thousand nine hundred sect masters in the upper world!
It is very difficult to get these people to think and work together.

Yang Bi also knew that he was insignificant and it would be difficult for these people to obey his orders. After giving the order, he immediately came to Yuxiaotian to meet the ten ancestors and bowed, saying, "Zhong Wuwang's goal is to lure the snake out of the hole and find the location of our upper world. At this time, there must be a strong man in the dark on the Despair Hill, waiting for news. As long as the upper world is found, they will take action. Please order all the gods of the upper world to forbid the three ancestors Yan, Gu, and Fei to pass on the news!"

Xia Gongjin said: "Yang Bi, I believe you have a plan, but how do you know that Despair Hill will be aware of it as long as we pass the message?"

Yang Bi asked, "Does the ancestor know how many listeners there are in the Yin and Yang worlds?"

Xia Gongjin smiled and said, "I don't know. How can I count this?"

Yang Bi said, "My disciple has ordered people to count. There are 104 major regions in the Yin and Yang worlds, and each region has 10,000 Heavenly Listeners, so there are a total of 1.04 million. If a Heavenly Listener dies, a new one will immediately appear, always maintaining the number of 1.04 million. Heavenly Listeners are distributed in various regions, collecting information, and are spread across almost all places in the Yin and Yang worlds. These Heavenly Listeners should be monitoring the sky at this moment, trying to find traces of the upper world of our world. If they pass on information, they will be discovered."

Upon hearing this, the ten ancestors parted the clouds and looked down, their expressions solemn.

As Yang Bi had guessed, the sky listeners from all over the place were looking at the sky in a strange posture, as if they were hit by a talisman and could not move, not even blinking.

The ten ancestors took a deep breath.

At this moment, a wisp of incense smoke flew out from the upper realm and flew towards the lower realm.

Yang Bi's face suddenly changed, and he asked in a lost voice: "Who is using incense to send a message?"

Gao Xuan, Zhang Longhu and other ancestors all looked very unhappy. They flew up and rushed out of Yuxiaotian, shouting, "It is forbidden to use incense to send messages! Stop it immediately!"

The voices of the ten people were carried by magic power and spread throughout the vast upper world in a short moment.

The scent of incense drifting toward the lower world immediately disappeared.

Gao Xuan, Zhang Longhu and the others' eyes twitched, and they looked downward nervously, trying to search for any unusual movements in the lower world.

Yang Bi's face turned pale, his blood was flowing backwards and back to his heart, and he felt short of breath.

He quickly gathered himself and said in a deep voice: "My dear ancestors, let's prepare for the worst. Please bring out your magic weapons! Please be ready to sacrifice the Nine Palaces of the True King at any time."

Yang Yingning, the ancestor of the Yang family, said in a hoarse voice: "Yang Bi, is it really this serious?"

Yang Bi said: "It is better to be prepared."

Yang Yingning was about to say something else, but suddenly Xia Gongjin said, "Brother Yang, no need to say anything, get ready."

Li Zishi glared at the god who made the mistake and wanted to scold him, but after thinking it over, he felt that scolding him would not help, so he quickly went forward to prepare.

When the True King crossed the sea to the west and came to Xiniu Island, he brought many immortal artifacts with him. Some of the Chinese people who migrated here were from Buddhism and Taoism. In order to gain a foothold in the new continent, they also brought several immortal treasures. After the True King era ended, most of these treasures fell into the hands of the Thirteen Families.

Each of the thirteen families possesses one or two items. In addition to the Tianluo Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, there are also the Taiyi Demon-Defeating Shuttle, the Qingyang Luo Umbrella, the Purple and Green Erqi Ring, the Tianhe Star Sand, the Sun and Moon Pearls and other items.

The ten ancestors each prepared a magic weapon, and they each sacrificed it, ready to unite at any time and fight the invaders to the death.

The other more than 1,900 gods were ready to mobilize their magical powers at any time to activate the Nine Palaces of the True King in Xijing and offer sacrifices to these nine palaces.

The nine palaces are the immortal weapons used by the True King to refine demons, and they are extremely powerful!
"Yang Bi, if Despair Slope really comes, ordinary cultivators, even immortals, will not be our opponents." A god said to Yang Bi, "Why are you making such a fuss and being so nervous?"

The other gods nodded. They were all the successive patriarchs of the thirteen families. Which one of them was not a natural talent? Which one of them was not the best in the world?

Even though he had aged and his body had decayed, after so many years of worship and sacrifice, his golden body was even superior to his physical body!
Add to that ten ancestors who can enter the fairyland at any time, as well as so many immortal artifacts and the Nine Palaces of the True King, they even feel that they can easily attack the Hill of Despair!
However, Yang Bi was so cautious, even too nervous, which was totally unnecessary in their opinion.

"We established the Upper Realm and have maintained it for more than 6,000 years. Our purpose is not to avoid being hunted down by Despair Hill, but to wipe out Despair Hill!"

A god from the Zhai family couldn't help but complain, "Now you are hiding here, being timid, when will you be able to attack the Slope of Despair?"

Yang Bi said in a deep voice: "The enemy is strong and we are weak. We need to wait for the right opportunity and look for the flaws of Slope of Despair. The weakness of our Upper Realm is very obvious. The last time Chen Shi came to the Upper Realm, he easily found out the weakness of the Upper Realm. But we know nothing about the weakness of Slope of Despair. Only when we know enough about Slope of Despair, we will know how to defeat it."

All the gods sneered.

"Yang Bi, how long will you wait? Until you grow old and die, and become like us?"

A celestial god from the Gu family said, "At that time, you will also enter the upper realm and continue to wait here."

Yang Bi nodded gently: "If necessary, then continue to wait. We have already waited for more than 6,000 years, so a hundred years of my waiting won't be a big deal."

A god from the Ma family sneered, "We have to wait left and right! If we had known that we had to wait, why would our thirteen families choose you to take charge? Can't we wait ourselves?"

Yang Bi said: "So we need to obtain the innate Dao fetus. With this Dao fetus, we may be able to strengthen the upper realm and give us the strength to fight against Despair Hill."

A group of gods talked about it at once. Some said that the innate Tao fetus was just for show and not that strong, and was beaten and fled by the three ancestors. Some said that even if he got the innate Tao fetus, Yang Bi would still wait, and he was simply afraid to face the enemy. Others said that even the True King was defeated, and Yang Bi should be praised for being lenient with the enemy.

After a long time, there was still no movement.

"Could it be that Yang Bi's guess was wrong?"

A god suddenly laughed and said, "Maybe Despair Hill has never thought of dealing with our upper world. Maybe they don't even know about the upper world. Would you pay attention to something you can't see or touch? I think Yang Bi is just worrying too much."

His words drew many voices of approval.

Yang Bi felt a little sad. He was a young man trying to coordinate these thousands-year-old ancestors. He was indeed insignificant and his cultivation was also low. If he could be in charge of things at the Mahayana level or even at the level of an immortal, then these ancestors would not question him so much.

"Chen Shi, maybe you are right. All great power belongs to oneself. If you are not strong, it will be difficult to gain a foothold even among your own people."

Xingcha Mountain, Juzhou Province.

Zhong Wuwang raised his hand, extinguished three incense sticks, and said with a smile: "The Yin-Yang Sun-Moon Ring must have really surrendered to the enemy... As expected, the first person to find me was the ancestor of the Fei family. Brother Fei, since you are here, why don't you show up?"

Fei Zichong, with his white hair, walked over, walking on the blue clouds, and said leisurely: "Zhong Wuwang, you have nowhere to go today. You are not worthy of having the innate Dao fetus, so you should give it up on your own initiative. I will help you find a new owner."

Zhong Wuwang said: "Now that you have obtained the Dao fetus, shouldn't you return it to its original owner?"

Fei Zi Chong remained silent.

Zhong Wuwang smiled and said, "Then what is the difference between you and me?"

Fei Zichong snorted coldly: "You have reached a dead end..."

Zhong Wuwang shook his head and said, "You are the ones who are desperate. I have been waiting for you to make a mistake, and finally I have waited."

He smiled and said, "I know the man who ordered you to kill me will not make any mistakes, but there are too many people in the upper world. Too many people will cause chaos and it will be impossible to unify them. There is a possibility of mistakes in the execution. The Fengxian from Despair Hill should have arrived in the upper world by now."

Just as he said this, a tall old man suddenly appeared in the world above. He was wearing a green robe with a white lining, long clothes with wide sleeves, and a peach branch on his head, which looked like it had just been picked from a tree. There were peach blossoms hanging on the branch, three of which were in bloom, and six or seven were in bud.

The gods in the upper world stared blankly at the old man who suddenly appeared. They had no idea when this old man came or how he entered the upper world!
"My fellow Taoists, I am Feng Ruotong, a Qigong practitioner from the pre-Qin period. I am honored to meet you."

The old man smiled and bowed, laughing, "You have occupied the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, causing the true god to extinguish his eyes prematurely. You are guilty. Why don't you return this cultivation to heaven and earth?"

Everyone was awe-inspiring. Xia Gongjin quietly sacrificed the Taiyi Pimo Shuttle, Zhang Longhu activated the Qingyang Luo Umbrella, Zhai Zhongming stimulated the purple and green Qi Rings, and the other gods mobilized their own divine power, and the Nine Palaces of the True King flew up.

The old man Feng Ruotong looked around and said with a smile: "It seems that you are unwilling. Then, I will have to send you back to heaven and earth in person."

Chen Shi in Baozhou Province was climbing a new mountain, searching for a temple in the mountain, when suddenly the sky turned red like fire. He looked up and saw the sky cracking open with a snap, revealing an incomparably magnificent scene of the upper world.

Then, a god's head as big as a hill rolled down from the upper realm, dragging thick smoke and crashing into the earth.

(End of this chapter)