The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 401: Cut through the ages and destroy the realm!
There was endless debate on the scene about the ownership and legend of the Fusang sacred tree, but by then everyone already knew that no one family could monopolize it and it could only be shared among everyone.

In the end it's just a matter of how much you get. Showing a tough attitude now is just to get more.

However, Xiao Ping'an didn't care about the argument outside. He controlled the black paper boat and approached the man in blue. Everyone was shocked.

The reason why Xiao Ping'an was able to be fearless was naturally because the mysterious black paper boat exuded an unusual aura.

The Dao patterns of the Great Emperor here are densely packed and extremely terrifying, and every breath emitted is enough to kill a saint.

But Xiao Ping'an's black paper boat moved forward as if on flat ground, without encountering any obstacles. It was very mysterious.

Those monsters felt that something was wrong. Xiao Ping'an actually approached the Fusang sacred tree, unafraid of the terrible pressure there.

Everyone looked at Xiao Ping'an in shock, allowing the sun fire essence from the Fusang sacred tree to fall on him like a waterfall.

Rumble.

Perhaps it was because they sensed Xiao Ping'an and the black paper boat, that outside the Tang Valley, one extremely complex divine pattern after another suddenly appeared, stirring up the power of heaven and earth.

"This is the ancient divine formation of the Sun Saint Emperor!"

"Everyone, stay away. This great emperor formation can kill even a great sage instantly!"

Everyone was horrified. The emperor's formation was unable to deal with Xiao Ping'an and his black paper boat, and it actually manifested all its power to the outside.

Rumble.

A mysterious force surged like the vast ocean, golden clouds rolled, and golden mist rose into the sky, flooding the surrounding large areas of sea.

One golden flag after another appeared, like ancient gods and demons, with the power to cut through the three thousand worlds.

The Dao patterns of the Great Emperor in the Tang Valley emitted a terrifying light, and golden figures appeared one after another, extremely tall, towering into the sky, and their eyes shot out terrifying golden light when they opened and closed.

That was the formation spirit puppet refined by the Sun Holy Emperor.

No one had expected that so many formation spirits, or so many puppets, would be born from the formation of the Sun Saint Emperor.

Even after millions of years, it still exudes an aura that is at least equivalent to that of a great sage.

One after another, the strong men collapsed on the sea, unable to fly at all.

The aura of being the only one in the world was so overwhelming that even the saints felt unsteady on their feet.

Only the great saints managed to remain calm and were not knocked into the sea.

"What's going on here?"

"Could it be that Xiao Ping'an has triggered the key to the formation inside?"

"Xiao Ping'an wants to take the Fusang sacred tree for himself!"

Everyone wanted to take action and snatch the Fusang sacred tree, but they couldn't rush in at all and could only watch from afar.

The emperor's formation pattern in that sea area became more and more terrifying, with golden dark clouds rolling, golden rays of light and mist rising, and it seemed as if the place had turned into a golden world of fire.

One golden flaming figure after another, like round scorching suns, emitting terrible heat and energy fluctuations.

Xiao Ping'an was not affected at all. He just sat under the Fusang sacred tree, constantly absorbing the sun's fire essence.

At this time, the green-clothed man who was transformed by the formation spirit had brighter and brighter eyes. He suddenly raised his head, as if he had regained consciousness, and looked at the black paper boat.

Outside Tanggu, one after another extremely tall golden fire giants exuded terrifying oppression. At this time, they stared closely at the surrounding human and demon races, but did not take the initiative to attack.

The man in green clothes transformed by the formation spirit uttered an ancient syllable, which Xiao Ping'an could vaguely distinguish. "In the nine heavens and ten earths, I am the only one who reigns supreme. I have swept across three thousand worlds and reversed the six reincarnations. This is the resting place of the Sun Saint Emperor!"

The man in green looked at the black paper boat and spoke slowly. At this moment, huge waves rose across the North Sea.

The man in green was evolved from an array spirit. After tens of thousands of years of evolution, his strength might be comparable to that of the weapon gods of the ultimate weapons. He is the Holy Emperor of the Sun, the culmination of his understanding of the divine texture of the Great Dao.

At this moment, there really is a kind of unparalleled style that can suppress the nine heavens and ten earths and span the ages.

As the green-clothed man woke up, the entire Tang Valley seemed to be resurrected. Divine light shot up into the sky and the stars in the sky seemed to be shaking.

Xiao Ping'an sat cross-legged on the black paper boat. The Fusang sacred tree rustled, as if moving for him. Countless golden lights fell on his body, constantly baptizing his body and soul.

Xiao Ping'an looked extremely sacred as he was bathed in the golden light.

The crowd around Tanggu, feeling the terrifying aura from the man in green, trembled all over and bowed down uncontrollably. It was a pressure from the soul.

The sounds of splashing came one after another, and one person after another fell into the sea and knelt on the sea.

People had never imagined that millions of years after the Sun Saint Emperor's death, his formation spirit had evolved to this point. It was simply a miracle.

Although Xiao Ping'an had expected it, he still couldn't help being surprised.

The formation spirits in the original text appear relatively rarely, and the most famous one is undoubtedly the one in the Kunlun secret realm on Earth.

The formation that the Emperor and the Underworld Lord personally set up there is so old that it is frighteningly old.

The man in green at this moment was awe-inspiring, with golden light emitting from his eyes, and he easily cut down a large number of extraterritorial stars.

His eyes looked at the saints around him, and suddenly rays of divine light shot out.

It was like a great sword from heaven, slashing down all the saints who were watching.

There was no mercy at all, no matter whether it was the great sage of the human race or the great sage of the demon race, all were killed and their realms fell.

I saw those saints vomiting blood, and their realms were all reduced to the initial stage of sainthood. I don’t know how long it will take to recover.

This was the price they paid for disturbing the Sun Saint Emperor's sleep.

No matter whether the coffin of the Sun Saint Emperor is not in Tanggu at this moment, or is on that mysterious planet in the outer space with the gods, Tanggu at this moment cannot be offended anyway.

Any offense against Tanggu will be punished.

Not only were all the saints killed and their realm dropped to the initial stage of sainthood, but even many great kings were killed and their realm dropped to the level of supreme power.

Some people were even chopped into ashes.

This move of the man in green shocked the entire Ziwei Star.

The divine light in his eyes actually destroyed the realm that he had cultivated so hard to achieve.

Everyone was shocked; it all seemed so unreal.

How could the man in green be so powerful? With a ray of light, he cut through the ages and mercilessly cut down everyone's realm.

People were trembling all over. This was the power that only the ancient emperors could possess. Even if only one formation spirit was left, it still could not be desecrated.

The old saint of the Sun God Cult almost had his heart broken. He thought that he had face and the formation spirit left by the ancestor would show leniency, but he did not expect that he would be treated the same way and was directly labeled as an unfilial descendant.

The Great Sage Golden Crow was also extremely distressed. He didn't have much time left, and was sealed in the Divine Source as his foundation. He didn't know if he could still cultivate to the level of a Great Sage in this lifetime?

(End of this chapter)