The God of Heavens

Chapter 122: Destroying the Myth of the Slashing Dao
Divine light filled the sky, the void was turbulent, the two men moved back and forth without a trace, fighting fiercely. Wherever they passed, the space collapsed and the laws of the universe were in chaos.

"boom!"

The battle continued, and the 5,300 giant elephant particles in Lin Yu's body roared continuously. The dominant body gave him endless power. With a slight breath, the cosmic energy in millions of layers of the void surged in like a river bursting its banks.

He is like a giant god who never stops fighting and seems to be able to fight until the end of time and space.

After another fierce collision, the spear of the god of the underworld crossed the sky and broke through the heavy defenses of the Yin-Yang Sect elder.

The forty-nine Taoist diagrams were penetrated one by one, the music of dusk attacked the opponent's body, and the devilish sound entered his brain. King Hao Ming was stunned and barely avoided the spear attack.

Lin Yu's mind was sharp. In a flash, the angel's wings moved slightly, ripples appeared in the void, and the storm swept over like a real dragon, bombarding it.

"puff!"

The old man was struck by lightning, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. He was blown far away, his expression was listless, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"King Haoming is at a disadvantage. I'm afraid he really can't defeat the Holy Son Yaoguang."

"Are we going to witness the fall of a king today?"

Everyone's face changed. The Holy Son Yaoguang was competing with the peerless king. Not only did he not lose, but he was making rapid progress. First he confiscated the king's magic weapon, and now he could even make him vomit blood.

After the battle, the Yin Yang Sect's King was in a bad situation. He was in a worrying state after repeated attacks, while the Holy Son Yaoguang was in good spirits and full of energy, without a single injury, and was sure of victory.

The powerful figures are already at the top of the current cultivation world, and many of the great figures present here are only at this level.

The King of Slaying Dao is located at the third step of the Xiantai Secret Realm. Killing the Holy Lord is as easy as eating and drinking water for him. He is not much worse than a god and can run rampant in this Eastern Wilderness.

The king of the Yin-Yang Sect appeared with the holy soldiers, wanting to intimidate Yaoguang. Originally, he had to use the sealed foundation of the holy land, or activate the holy-level formation pattern, and the saints would lead the imperial soldiers in a bloody battle.

It was unbelievable that the Holy Son Yaoguang killed a powerful killer, and people suspected that he used some other means. Now he defeated a king head-on, which made people feel like they were in a dream.

"Saint Master Yaoguang, has your Holy Son truly achieved the Perfect Dragon Transformation?"

The Holy Leader of the Ji Family looked at Li Daoqing with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Others such as the Holy Mother of Yao Chi, the Lord of Tian Yao Palace, the Emperor of Da Xia and others all cast their eyes over.

Li Daoqing felt his scalp tingling when he saw the gazes of so many saints. These people were all the rulers of the holy land in Beidou.

They asked questions together, and Yaoguang really couldn't ignore them. Fortunately, there were many fellow camp members among them, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to sleep.

But why the Son of God could defeat the King, he himself didn't know!

Ever since he witnessed Lin Yu suddenly transform into a dragon and defeat his junior brother Xing Lan, he has become more and more aware of this Holy Son. He originally thought that he could rely on the Source Heaven Divine Art to protect himself in front of the King, but he did not expect him to be so fierce.

"It might be related to the inheritance he received."

Li Daoqing couldn't help but respond and told an old story.
"Before joining the Yaoguang Holy Land, the Holy Son once encountered a great sage from the ancient times. He gained his favor and inherited two imperial scriptures."

"Great Sage, Emperor's Scripture!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like dropping a nuclear bomb on calm water, causing huge waves and the faces of many saints changed drastically.

Each of these two words was as heavy as a thousand pounds, shaking the crowd and making them buzz.

Apart from the elusive Quasi-Emperors and Great Emperors, the Great Sage is the pinnacle of the cultivation world, and usually only one appears in an entire star field after countless years.

Among the saints present, many founders of holy places were only great saints. Apart from the inheritance of immortal families, the heritage sealed in their sects was at most that of saints. However, the Holy Son Yaoguang met a living saint.

Jiang Taixu spoke at the right time and said, "Saint Lord Yaoguang is right. Lin Yu has indeed inherited the legacy of an ancient great sage.

I myself relied on the help of this great sage to escape. Anyone who wants to deal with the Holy Son of Yaoguang must first get past me, Jiang Taixu." Jiang Taixu's expression was solemn, his eyes like cold stars as he scanned the crowd, his voice like the clanging of a sword.

Many people felt a chill in their hearts, silently put away their bad thoughts, and fell into a moment of silence.

After a long moment, Queen Mother of the West spoke, "Senior Divine King, you are too serious. My fellow Daoists are merely curious. But now, the Saint Son of Yaoguang is incredibly talented and has the ability to rival the Dao King. His power is complete, and he is capable of dominating the world."

The Queen Mother of the Yaochi had a dignified face and her voice was like the sound of nature, which eased the atmosphere slightly.

"I wonder which Imperial Scripture the Holy Son Yaoguang obtained?"

The head of Qishi Mansion had white hair and a gentle expression as he looked at Li Daoqing.

Zhongzhou Qishi Mansion is a place dedicated to cultivating supreme young men. It controls the five-colored altar of the ancient starry sky road and has always been on good terms with the various holy places, asking on behalf of everyone.

Li Daoqing nodded and said, "They should be the two ancient scriptures of Taiyin and Taiyang."

"These are the two mother scriptures of the human race!" Everyone suddenly realized.

The moon and the sun, which is weaker and which is stronger? When yin and yang work together, they are called the emperor of the universe.

This sentence is so famous that it has been circulated in the universe for millions of years.

The Holy Son Yaoguang actually practiced these two ancient scriptures. No wonder he is such a monster. This makes sense.

That’s so reasonable!

Some saints were shouting in their hearts that they would rather believe that the Holy Son Yaoguang was pretending to be a dragon than believe this nonsense.

However, since the Yaoguang Holy Land has said so much, there is nothing we can do if people don’t believe it.

You can't use the divine army to attack Yaoguang. The Great Sage of Antiquity cannot be offended at will.

Not to mention the many immortal inheritances such as the Jiang family and the Ji family, who are in collusion with each other and no one dares to stand out.

"King Haoming, you are exhausted and now you are just a spent force. What can you use to fight me!" Lin Yu shouted.

The king of the Yin-Yang Sect was an ancient who lived more than 5,000 years ago. Even if he sealed himself, his life span was almost over.

After all, the Green Emperor has been missing for ten thousand years, and without an emperor-level figure to refine the divine source liquid, other sealing methods cannot withstand the erosion of time.

At the beginning of the fight, Lin Yu sensed the decay in this person. Even if he could strengthen his blood and restore his kingly fighting power, if he could not quickly defeat his opponent, he would soon be in a desperate situation.

Lin Yu possesses the body of a master and his power never stops, so he designed a plan to seize the divine bell, forcing this person to fight him head-on.

The Yin Yang Sect leader stopped and looked at his shrunken body and dried-up blood. He knew that he probably didn't have much time left. He slowly spoke, saying:
"Saint Son Yaoguang, you are indeed a formidable opponent. If time could go back two thousand years, I would not lose!"

"Reality doesn't depend on your will. If we were in the same era, you wouldn't have the chance to stand before me."

Lin Yu stood alone in the void, his angel wings flapping slowly, an endless storm swirling around him, the gate of hell distorted the void, making his figure hazy, as if separated by layers of parallel space.

"Son of Yaoguang, you are too proud. You must know that a king cannot be insulted!"

King Hao Ming knew that he didn't have much time left. If his divine power was exhausted, he would probably die. He once again forced himself to raise his energy and blood, wanting to eliminate the greatest enemy for the Yin-Yang Sect.

"Buzz!"

The Yin-Yang divine light penetrated King Haoming's body, and the divine power surged. King Haoming's voice was no longer old. He reversed time and restored his body to its peak condition.

(End of this chapter)