King's Landing in the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 979 The Saint Who Walks in the World

"Ten seconds!"

In the true self state, Zhang Daoyi calculates the time. Unlike the incarnation of Chunyangzi, the purpose of Zhang Daoyi's projection of this body is mainly to fulfill the wish of this body, and to form an immortal mark as a coordinate.

Chunyangzi, that is the fusion of the real self, but this body only sees the real self and returns to its original appearance.

The appearance of the real self puts a lot of pressure on Zhang Daoyi's personality. Ten seconds is a safe time calculated by Zhang Daoyi. After this time, Zhang Daoyi's personality is in danger of collapsing at any time.

The collapse of personality means that even if the wish is fulfilled, it cannot integrate the power of karma in the dark and turn it into an immortal brand.

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Xia Zitong woke up slowly and found that Zhang Daoyi had disappeared. Zhang Daoyi searched for the soul with the method of seizing the gods, but did not cause too much harm to Xia Zitong.

Her ability is originally spiritual, and Zhang Daoyi's method just blanked Xia Zitong's mind for a while.

"Xiansheng, how is this possible?!"

At this moment, Xia Zitong suddenly saw a figure standing with his hands behind his back by the window, and couldn't help shrinking his pupils.

Although her ability has been weakened countless times, she was once a Level [-] Transcendent, her power was gone, but her vision was still there.

The figure standing by the window was just a phantom. If an ordinary person saw this situation, he would definitely think he had seen a ghost.

But Xia Zitong knew that this phantom was not a ghost at all, but an incarnation of the mark left by an extremely powerful transcendent!

This kind of ability is called divine descending in the West, and manifesting the Holy Spirit in the East!

In the extraordinary world, only the extraordinary who have surpassed the sixth level can do this. This kind of existence is so powerful that it is unimaginable. In other words, they are completely different from human beings.

There are very few people of this level in the whole world. According to Xia Zitong's knowledge, this kind of master already has the qualification to talk to the door of truth!
"Could that person be a saint walking in the world?!"

Thinking of this, Xia Zitong's heart trembled.

She has no idea how strong the saint is, but she knows very well that not to mention that she has almost lost all her abilities now, even in her heyday, if she dares to challenge the saint, she will definitely be crushed to death by the saint's fingers.

Fifty years ago, a group of lawless sixth-level transcendents united in a vain attempt to slaughter the saint in order to obtain the secret of the saint.

As a result, that group of people died without even seeing the saints.

There was also an earthquake in the Himalayas 20 years ago, which created a big gap in the mountains. The outside world said it was an earthquake, but all extraordinary forces knew that it was caused by two saints fighting there.

"I can meet a saint, if I can practice with him..."

At this moment, Xia Zitong had an uncontrollable thought in his heart.

Xia Zitong has never seen a saint, but has seen a saint. A saint is an Eastern term, and in the West they are called Sons of God!
The saints are the disciples of the saints, and every saint has the glory of the saints, high above them.

Two years ago, a saint visited the Xia family. Even the owner of the Xia family, who controlled a quarter of China, was cautious when facing the saint, for fear of offending him.

After recovering, Xia Zitong began to look at the furnishings in the room, trying to find something useful.

The Xia family's upbringing has given her a lot of wisdom. She is not one of those vases with good looks but no ability.

The room is not big, and the furnishings are very simple. There is only one bed, one table, and the floor is covered with poor-quality flooring. At least Xia Zitong thinks so.

There was a photo on the table, and Xia Zitong recognized that the man in the photo was the one who gave her infinite terror just now, and the girl sitting on the man's shoulder should be the owner of her current body.

"It is said that saints can be reincarnated and live out the next life, but saints also have the mystery of womb. Could it be that person is a reincarnated saint?!"

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"Girl, you are the most useless master I have ever seen. What on earth did the Xia family think, and let you, who knows nothing, participate in the battle of fate? Poor me, who should be invincible in the world, but now I have to fall into a In the hands of the unknown man!" The man who spoke was a man in a black robe with a black saber in his hand.

The man was tall and tall, with black hair dancing wildly in the void, with an inexplicable demonic nature.

"I don't know, I don't know anything!"

"Xia Zitong" firmly grasped the corner of the man's clothes, not knowing what to do.

She clearly remembered that she was sleeping at home, but when she woke up, she had already come to this strange place, and there was a man who was not a good person at first glance, asking her if she was his master.

After that, the world suddenly changed, and the darkness covered everything, and then a handsome young man led a monster in a strange armor and said he wanted to kill her.

When did the girl see this battle, until now, the girl feels empty in her mind.

"It's my bad luck!"

"However, just relying on you two scumbags, wanting to defeat Lao Tzu is purely daydream!"

Speaking of this, the man swung his sword, and the monstrous demon almost wanted to freeze time and space. The black divine brilliance circulated on the man, as if communicating with the infinite time and space in the dark, making the man descend to the world like an unrivaled monster.

"Your Majesty the Demon God, you are known as the strongest hero. It is said that you can compete with the gods. You are indeed stronger than us!" The handsome young man smiled gently.

Immediately, the young man changed the subject and continued: "However, your Excellency has just come into this world, and there is not much mana stored in your body at all. Even if you temporarily extract the master's mana, it is not enough to support you to use the magic weapon!"

"What's more, this is my home field!"

As the words fell, extremely complicated lines lit up from the black curtain that covered the sky, thousands of brilliance shone, and it was extremely mysterious.

"You Orientals just like to fight among themselves. In order to completely destroy the hope of the Xia family in this battle of fate, you don't hesitate to cooperate with us!" Outside the shady scene, a slender Westerner in a black tuxedo corrected with one word. Said in Chinese with a round accent.

This Westerner has blond hair, and his eyes are like two bright sapphires, which reflect the sun, moon and stars, giving people a strange sense of mystery.

"Gers, this is not internal fighting, but conforming to the trend of the times. The law of the jungle is the law of heaven!"

The person who spoke was a skinny old man. He was a master of the Shi family. There are four major families in the East, and the Shi family is one of them.

For thousands of years, the Shi family and the Xia family have had constant grievances. Now that the Xia family is weak, the Shi family is naturally worse.

The Battle of Destiny is supervised by cover pressure. During the Battle of Destiny, those who have not participated in the battle cannot take action against those who participated in the battle, even saints are no exception.

However, this time, the Shi family only borrowed the fetish of the Western Morgan family, the Seven Deadly Sins, based on which they launched a large-scale magic circle to lock the world and wait until the winner is determined in the circle. As long as the magic circle is activated, it can be erased all traces.

At that time, even if someone finds out about it, the Shi family can all blame the Westerners. As long as the Shi family refuses to admit it, no one can say anything in righteousness.

(End of this chapter)