People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 989 Refining the Ancestral Spirit in the Alchemy Furnace

"Fellow Daoist, now that you're here, why the rush to leave?"

"This old Daoist enjoys discussing the Dao with fellow Daoists. Why don't you stay?" How could the old Daoist Hongjun let the duck that was about to be eaten fly away? His whisk flashed.

Streaks of silver light transformed into a Milky Way, directly blocking the ancestral spirit's path.

The ancestral spirit was so angry it made my teeth itch.

Damn it, Luo Hou and Hong Jun are supposed to be irreconcilable enemies of the Dao and the Demonic, so why should Luo Hou help a world-destroying demon? He himself is an ancestral spirit, living on a pure land.

It is a universe of its own.

"No."

The ancestral spirit felt somewhat guilty.

Hongjun wasn't stupid either. He flashed to the side of the Ancestral Spirit. Just as he was about to take another step, he was blocked by an invisible force, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Enchantment!"

The ancestral spirit shook its head slightly.

"The Fruit of the Dao!"

"The Dao Fruit of Primordial Chaos and Limitlessness".

Zu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that Hongjun had not set foot in his domain.

"impossible."

Hongjun shook his head slightly and reminded him, "Since you have perished, how can you speak of the Limitless Dao Fruit? At most, you only have a trace of its remnant. If you had the Primordial Limitless Dao Fruit..."

Why would they covet Lü Yue's Dao foundation?

"In the end, it is nothing more than a rootless duckweed."

"Fellow Daoists Sanqing, if you don't show yourself now, when will you?"

As soon as the words fell.

Three beams of light shot into the sky, surrounding the ancestral spirit in the center with the power of the Three Realms, curiously observing the extraterrestrial beings before them.

"Dao Ancestor! Are these the beings from the Chaos Sea?"

"Why does it look so weak?"

The Supreme Celestial Venerable of the Pure Spiritual Treasure circled the ancestral spirit once, pinching his chin, his Qingping Sword flashing in his hand, as if he wanted to slice him up and study him, his sword intent sharp and fierce.

It made Zu Ling feel a slight tremor in his heart.

"terrible."

The ancestral spirit was on the verge of tears. It was perfectly fine staying inside Lü Yue's body, so why did it have to expose itself? It wouldn't have been too late to split off after Lü Yue's breakthrough.

This has left him in this limbo, neither here nor there.

It's really painful!
"Fellow Daoists, it's best not to waste your time. Even if my Primordial Limitless Dao Fruit is incomplete, it is not something you can covet." Ancestral Spirit sat upright on the Pure Land.

Willow trees drooped behind him.

It was as if they were in a meditative state.

Hongjun remained calm. No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity. This was no different from the spatial Dao of the old Taoist Yangmei, especially the old Taoist Yangmei's physical body.

They are both hollow willows.

"Fellow Daoist Ancestral Spirit, what is your connection with that old Daoist Yangmei?"

"do not know."

Zu Ling leaned against the willow tree, glanced around, and saw that the four people had surrounded him. He had no way to get there, whether by going up to heaven or down to earth, so he simply gave up.

"Fellow Daoist! Why are you so persistent?"

"On Mount Yujing, there is a Taoist temple. Why don't you sit down, fellow Daoist, and discuss the Dao?"

"You have revealed the secret of the Primordial Chaos to me, so naturally I can let you leave?"

Ha ha.

The ancestral spirit was not a simpleton either.

Naturally, he wouldn't agree so easily.

He joked, "Dao Ancestor, do you think I'm stupid?"

Hongjun shook his head and said nothing more, but reminded him: "I can't do it alone. Why don't we gather all the cultivators at the Hunyuan Daluo realm in this world and refine you together, fellow Daoist?"

"I wonder how much of a chance Yuko has of escaping."

This?
Let alone a few points of certainty, I have absolutely no chance.

For a moment, his expression turned somewhat uneasy, just like Luo Hou's back then, revealing a look of fear, but he quickly concealed it. He reminded him, "I am the incarnation of the Great Dao Venerable Lü Yue."

"Aren't you afraid of falling out with him?"

"Fool!"

Hongjun shook his head slightly.

"A battle between me and Lü Yue is inevitable; it's only a matter of time. Why do you need to sow discord like this, fellow Daoist? When he discovers you, do you think you'll still have a chance to survive?"

With a flick of his sleeve.

An alchemy furnace instantly floated in the void and crashed down towards the ancestral spirit.

The ancestral spirit let out a muffled groan. Looking at the alchemy furnace, which resembled an independent world, it revealed a shocked expression.

The creatures of this world are far too fierce! They'll start refining pills at the slightest provocation. This is the first time he's ever seen anything like it, and he wore a solemn expression.

"Fellow Daoist! Let's talk this out!"

"late."

Hongjun sneered, and true fire flew out from his hand, a scorching aura wafting over. The Three Pure Ones each occupied a position, looking at the ancestral spirit in the alchemy furnace.

Smile lightly.

"Fellow Daoist, I wonder if you like this generous gift?"

"I."

The ancestral spirit was on the verge of tears, and the demonic energy on its body gradually dissipated.

Luo Hou stood to one side, hands on his hips, with a gloomy expression.

Looking at the ancestral spirit.

"Weren't you extremely arrogant before, wanting to devour me and completely seize my position as the Grandmaster of the Demonic Path? What's going on now?"

"They're not lambs to the slaughter yet."

"Humph!"

"Don't be so smug!"

The ancestral spirit said calmly.

“Someone will naturally rescue me.”

"Who?"

The Eastern Mystic Sect is the largest force in the primordial world, with four Grandmasters of the Primordial Chaos Realm. They have no rivals, not even Lü Yue, who is just one person.

A single tree cannot support itself.

"Lü Yue".

"I stole a piece of his Dao foundation. Unless he doesn't want to break through to the Primordial Chaos Realm, he will definitely rescue me. So do you think it's possible for me to get out?"

The ancestral spirit laughed heartily.

I saw the void.

Lu Yue walked over step by step, arrogantly saying, "Take a look?"

"I am not wrong, am I?"

Lu Yue shook his head slightly, standing beside the old Taoist Hongjun, calmly gazing at the ancestral spirit within the Four Symbols Formation, and said, "Just a mere Dao foundation."

I haven't taken it to heart yet.

"you!"

A hint of panic flashed in Zu Ling's eyes.

"What did you say?" he asked, puzzled.

"literal meaning?"

He even had the leisure to chat with Hongjun, revealing to him one by one some insidious methods, explaining that he had climbed up step by step over countless years.

Supernatural powers and methods.

It comes easily to me.

The universe is born and dies.

But err!

Hongjun, the old Daoist, twitched his face and stared at Lü Yue for a long time before saying, "Fellow Daoist's talent is comparable to that of a demon. In front of you, Luo Hou is really not worthy of being called the Demon Ancestor."

Lü Yue's expression twisted.

I think this old man Hongjun is cursing someone.

"According to what I said, you can shorten the time by at least one epoch. Fellow Daoist, why don't you give it a try?"

"it is good."

Hongjun showed no mercy whatsoever. Of the primordial worlds he destroyed, there were at least eight or ten thousand, if not ten thousand, which all became part of his Dao Fruit.

Zu Ling said with some panic.

"impossible."

"Lu Yue, how could you side with an outsider? I am your clone. Aren't you afraid your secret will be exposed? What are your weaknesses?"

"If this is exposed, you will be no match for them."

Lü Yue seemed not to have heard.

He paid no attention to his incessant chatter.

Having reached their level of cultivation, what flaws could they possibly have? Even if they did have flaws, they wouldn't fear their opponents discovering them, as they could react before their opponents could even notice.

can only say.

He thinks too much.

(End of this chapter)