The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 106 The Great Master is Not Dead
Tianzun, which means the one respected by all the gods, Bexi, who was one of the gods 300,000 years ago, has always looked down on all living beings. Except for the time when he deserted when facing a death situation 300,000 years ago, no one has ever made him think of escaping without fighting.

But at this moment, the terrifying power emanating from the Lord of the Hall of Truth made him have this idea again.

The moment the jade pendant shattered, a tall and majestic figure of chaos appeared in front of the Lord of the Hall of Truth. As if waking up from a dream, the figure of chaos took a moment to understand the situation in front of him, and then he was filled with rage like a torrential rain.

Although Bexi was born in the heavenly realm, his main Taoism was the way of darkness. He had made great progress in the way of darkness and was one of the best in the world today.

The divine power of the Heavenly Venerable, driven by the way of darkness, can suppress all enemies, and he dares to compete with Haotian for victory or defeat.

But Chaos' figure far surpassed the Heavenly Venerable level, and even Beshi could see that what was in front of him was just an incarnation.

Without any nonsense, the chaotic figure's explosive anger turned into a terrifying fist light that pierced through Lihentian.

"Fudo Myo-o Fist!"

With a look of horror, Bexi described the boxing technique used by the chaotic figure. In horror, she lost all desire to fight and quickly fled towards the depths of Lihentian.

The soaring fist of the Acala Myo-o Fist broke the time and space blockade of the Four-Directional Universe Seal, shattered the barrier of the two great spiritual masters' perfect powers, and following the cause and effect, the fist light went straight to the real bodies of the two people.

The eternal flower between the eyebrows of 'Great God Tianque' bloomed with green light, and his eyes turned emerald green, with raging flames burning inside.

He silently watched the rolling fist light without making any movement, allowing the fist light to annihilate the puppet body and disappear in the Lihentian.

The mighty divine power that surpassed the level of Heavenly Venerate, along with the light of the fist, pierced through the barrier between Lihentian and the real world, causing shocking visions of heaven and earth in the starry sky outside the Sword God Realm. Billions of miles away in the starry sky, one could see the incomparably majestic chaos giant, waving his fists and piercing through the two realms.

A huge amount of chaotic energy gathered around the giant, evolving into layers of chaotic sky.

After a moment, the giant's power seemed to be exhausted and slowly dissipated in the Lihentian.

The Lord of the Hall of Truth looked at the chaotic power of heaven and earth around her with lingering fear. In the previous confrontation, under the fist of the chaos giant, all the power in the vast territory of Lihentian was blasted into a vacuum state, and the three powerful men who ambushed her all fled in panic.

"Acala Fist, Thirty-three Heavens, could that figure just now be the Great Acala?" The Lord of the Hall of Truth had a guess in his mind.

Not long after, a ray of divine light tore through the barrier of the void and appeared on the devastated battlefield. The man in white was none other than the Lord Wudao.

His face was as gloomy as water, his eyes as cold as frost. He walked in front of the Lord of the Hall of Truth. His divine sense swept across Lihentian and spread to the real world, absorbing a huge amount of energy and the essence of heaven and earth, turning it into a long river and pouring it into the body of the Lord of the Hall of Truth.

The Lord of the Hall of Truth recovered a little from his injuries and said weakly, "Junior Brother, I'm fine..."

"Senior Sister, there's no need to explain. I already know everything that happened here. How dare these cowards covet the Ancestral Divine Source of the Great Emperor of Truth? I will make them pay a heavy price. Senior Sister, I will send you back to the Temple of Truth to heal your wounds first. Staying in Lihentian for too long will not benefit your injuries."

Chen Ping helped the Lord of the Hall of Truth up. The Sword Master beside him slowly woke up, his injuries were much more serious than those of the Lord of the Hall of Truth.

"Lord Wudao...it was you who saved us?"

Before he could finish his words, the domineering divine light of truth enveloped him and brought him back to the real world.

Outside the Sword God Realm, Haotian, Mengge, Xianxiachi and others hurried over and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the three figures returning from Lihentian.

Chen Ping handed the Lord of the Hall of Truth to Mengge, while Xianxia Chi drew the essence of heaven and earth to help Dao Zun stabilize his injuries.

Haotian walked up to Chen Ping and looked at the space crack in the void leading to Lihentian, which had not yet fully recovered, with a moved expression.

"Do you know who did it?"

"There are three people who took action. One practices the way of darkness and has reached the level of Heavenly Venerate. One is good at intercepting the secrets of heaven and his spiritual power has reached at least the ninety-first level. He has made great achievements in the way of destiny. The last one has a level close to that of Heavenly Venerate and is good at the ways of time and space." Chen Ping spoke slowly, his tone indescribably calm, so calm that it was weird.

Haotian naturally understood the anger in his heart. If the Chaos Giant had not broken through the blockade with the Acala Fist and repelled the powerful enemy, the Lord of the Hall of Truth would probably have been in danger now.

"The Way of Darkness, the Way of Destiny, could it be the work of a cultivator from the Hell Realm? The Nine Deaths Emperor has profound cultivation, and it's possible he's secretly broken through to the Heavenly Venerable level. The Wrathful God is the Palace Master of the Wrathful God Palace in the Temple of Destiny. He has extremely high attainments in the Way of Destiny, but I haven't heard of him having any great achievements in spiritual power. As for mastering the Ways of Time and Space..."

"Enough!" Chen Ping interrupted Haotian's speculation in a deep voice, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.

It was just a little bit short. If he hadn't left a Chaos Jade Pendant with his divine consciousness clone on the Lord of the Truth Palace, the Lord of the Truth Palace would have really died in Lihentian today.

For six hundred thousand years, the Lord of the Hall of Truth could be said to be one of the most important people to him in this universe, but today he almost died. How could he not be angry?
Previously, his spiritual clone revived and fought against the enemy with the Thirty-Three Heavens and the Acala Fist. Although the three people who ambushed the Lord of the Hall of Truth chose to retreat at the first moment, he still caught some clues.

Combined with the information sent back by Chaos who is now lurking in the Temple of Destiny in the Yellow Springs Star Sea, he has roughly confirmed the identity of the person who took action.

There are many cultivators skilled in the ways of darkness, but few have reached the state of indestructible immeasurableness. Emperor Jiusiyi has yet to break through to the realm of Heavenly Venerable, so the only ones who could have taken action are Tianmu, Fengdu Emperor, and a few others. However, with one of them guarding the ancient ruins of the city, and the other cultivating in the desolate universe, both under the observation of Chaos, there is only one person left.

Three hundred thousand years ago, there was the only deserter among the twenty-four gods, Beshi from the heavenly realm.

As for the spiritual master who is good at the way of destiny, it is even easier to confirm. Apart from the Lord of Fulu, who is the Palace Master of Fulu Palace on the surface but is actually the Emperor of the Organization, who else could it be?

And that powerful man who is good at time and space and turned the great god Tianque into a puppet.

Although Chen Ping was somewhat reluctant to accept it, the facts were before him. Who else could it be except Kong Faning and the seventy-two-grade lotus?
Haotian obviously had his own guesses. He was unwilling to accept that his former partner had become his enemy, so he deliberately led the person towards the cultivator from the Hell Realm. He could understand that.

How could he be willing to accept that the little girl who was so kind and gentle back then has become what she is now?

But no matter what, if you do something wrong, you have to pay the price. Kong Yinxue did something wrong and used the curse to cut off the path of the descendants of the Zhang family. Now he is still in the ancient nest of the gods, carrying a thorny stick on his back to apologize in front of Ling Yanzi.

The sins of killing committed by Kong Fanning are ten times or even a hundred times more than those committed by Kong Yinxue. She also contributed to the destruction of the Kunlun Realm a hundred thousand years ago.

Chen Ping claims that he is not a good man. He has always upheld the idea of ​​respecting the fate of others. Apart from cultivation, he rarely interferes in worldly affairs. Whether it is evil or good, everything is based on his heart or is based on interests.

But today, the actions of Beixi, Kuilianghuang and Seventy-two Ranks Lotus have touched his reverse scale.

The dragon has a reverse scale, and it will become angry if it is touched. The ancestor's anger needs blood to quell it.

"The person who attacked me was after the Great Emperor of Truth's Ancestral Divine Source on my body. This is the Temple of Truth's own business, so Haotian doesn't need to ask any more questions. Whether it's the Hell Realm or the Heaven Realm, since they have already attacked me, they are the enemy of the Temple of Truth, and my enemy as well.

If they are my enemies, I will hunt them down even if I have to search the heavens and the underworld."

Chen Ping's voice was calm, but it sounded like thunder in Haotian's ears, making him feel a little nervous.

"Alas, the Ancestral Divine Source is moving, and so are the Nine Cauldrons. Wudao needs to be more careful in his future actions. If you need anything, you can message me. The Heavenly Palace and the Temple of Truth are originally one, and there is no need to separate them so clearly." Haotian said softly.

Chen Ping nodded and temporarily suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.

The Lord of the Hall of Truth was attacked. Although he was angry, he did not lose his basic rationality. At that critical moment, he borrowed the identity of Acalanatha when he took action.

Although he exposed some of his strength, which would inevitably make the strong men of the two major factions of Hades and Humanity notice it, at least he did not push himself directly to the front. With the help of the identity of Acala, he was able to hide his identity.

"It's not the time yet, let's wait a little longer." Chen Ping thought to himself, the universe is too big, Bexi and the others want to hide, and the ancestor can't find them easily. What's more, he can't look for Bexi and the others unscrupulously now, so he can only wait for the right time to act.

Unable to find Bei Xi and the others, Chen Ping could only accompany Meng Ge to bring the Lord of the Hall of Truth back to the Temple of Truth to heal his wounds. Dao Zun was taken back to the Heavenly Palace by Hao Tian, ​​while Yu Jing Zhen disappeared in Lihentian, his life or death unknown.

Inside the Temple of Destiny, Gong Nanfeng stood on the castle tower, looking at the fluctuations of the Acala Fist coming from the direction of heaven, with some guesses in his mind.

"Acala Fist? Is Acala really still alive in this world? Or is it him?" Gong Nanfeng smiled and looked towards the location of Huoze Temple.

It was too far away, and he couldn't tell whether the one who attacked was Acala or not just by the aura of Acala Fist.

Inside the Tianyunsi Divine Prison, the white-haired old man pondered for a moment with a serious expression, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Mysterious."

But he still sent out a divine thought, and for the first time in many years, he conveyed an order as the Lord of the Divine Realm.

Xingtian Cliff, standing on the edge of Haishixingwu, is the only person in the universe with perfect spiritual power that is not under the jurisdiction of Hell and Heaven. It is the place where the Star Sea Angler's practice is located.

The starry sea fisherman is dressed as a fisherman, with a simple fishing rod in his hand hanging down in the sea stone star valley, falling into the long river of time, fishing for eternity in time and space.

He naturally felt the fluctuations of the Acala Fist. First, the remains of the ancestor of the Great Emperor of Truth revived, and now the Acala Fist, the divine power of the Great Acala, appeared again. He actually found it difficult to understand the pattern of the universe.

"Ok?"

The fishing rod in the Star Sea Fisherman's hand suddenly tightened. He focused his eyes slightly and pulled with all his strength, but it brought out a dark light from the Sea Stone Star Valley. The dark light flew out and turned into several lines of divine text in front of his eyes. The content of the text was nothing more than asking him to investigate the recent anomalies in the universe.

After a moment, the Star Sea Fisherman stretched out his hand and waved away the Dark Light Divine Scripture, with a half-smile on his face.

"The Great Acalanatha is truly amazing. Even the Underworld Ancestor couldn't sit still."

(End of this chapter)