Primordial Era: I, Emperor Donghua, establish the Immortal Court

Chapter 27 Nie Xiaoqian: I've become an immortal? Is this the immortal realm?

"How is that possible?"

The Black Mountain Demon found it hard to believe.

In his mind, Nie Xiaoqian had no ability to escape from his grasp.

But that's just how cruel reality is.

Nie Xiaoqian not only escaped, but also brought with her a world-destroying being.

The next second, the whole world seemed to freeze.

Beside Yan Chixia, a doorway opened in the void.

A figure slowly walked out.

Behind him were countless extraordinary phenomena.

Nine dragons pay homage, a hundred phoenixes sing in competition, the air is filled with auspicious mist, and the palace is magnificent.

The Eastern King Duke had a detached expression, yet his divine power was unparalleled.

His white robes fluttered in the wind, and the laws of nature manifested, shielding this space.

Wearing gold-embroidered dragon boots and silk hand coverings, she looked radiant.

Within those eyes, stars seemed to flow and the heavens seemed to change, and one could clearly see a wisp of pure yang energy circulating within them.

Just looking into his eyes felt like stepping into another world.

"This is... the Emperor?"

Yan Chixia was also stunned.

Based on Ye Hei's photos and the image in his visualization method, he had indeed seen Dong Wanggong before.

However, now that he has broken through, the Eastern King Duke's appearance is even more sacred.

The rest of the crowd were also completely captivated.

Zhi Qiu Yi Ye's eyes widened. As a sorcerer of the Kunlun School, he had countless longings for the legendary immortals.

The Black Mountain Demon couldn't help but retreat several steps, and even the Black Mountain body beneath its head was trembling.

Even the mere sight of the Eastern King Duke stepping on him was imbued with purifying flames!

The murderous aura scorched his body.

Zuo Qianhu's face turned pale. The moment he saw Dong Wanggong, a long-held doubt about the existence of immortals in his heart collapsed.

"Does God really exist in this world?"

He muttered to himself, his lips trembling.

Upon arriving in this world, the Eastern King Duke looked around.

I roughly understand what happened.

The next moment, the Eastern King Duke raised his arm, and a point of light condensed at his fingertip, his divine power overwhelming.

The Black Mountain Demon, who was not far away, suddenly felt the threat of death and trembled involuntarily.

"What a terrifying existence! It seems to be a figure from heaven. No, I must return to the underworld. It seems that my only option now is to ask the Ten Kings of Hell and Ksitigarbha for protection."

With these thoughts in mind, his head, which remained outside the world, returned to his main body in the Black Mountain below.

Soon, the Black Mountain Demon began to sink.

"Walk?"

The Eastern King's eyes flickered slightly.

This Black Mountain Demon is far too presumptuous.

Trying to escape from under his nose? That's just wishful thinking.

The next second, a blurry barrier enveloped an area of ​​a thousand miles around the Eastern King.

The Black Mountain Demon was stiff and unable to move.

A layer of golden light enveloped the Black Mountain Demon.

"How is that possible?"

A chill ran through the Black Mountain Demon's heart.

"I am a mountain spirit from the underworld, you cannot kill me!"

He struggled and roared, his voice filled with anguish.

"break."

The Eastern King gave a light scolding and snapped his fingers.

boom!

Black Mountain collapsed instantly, shattering into pieces!

Clean and neat.

The Black Mountain Demon, who roamed both the demon and ghost realms, has thus come to an end.

Having been killed by the Eastern King, they were destined to be reduced to ashes and would have no chance of reincarnation.

He never dreamed that, despite his great strength and skill in using tricks, he would die such an inexplicable death.

Looking at the sand and gravel flying everywhere, Yan Chixia and the others seemed to be seeing the most dazzling fireworks, and the corners of their mouths turned up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yan Chixia knelt on one knee, filled with gratitude.

This was also his first time meeting the Eastern King Duke, and he felt not only immense excitement but also an indescribable sense of relief.

He originally thought that, given his background and circumstances, he might be the last person in the chat group to meet the Eastern King.

But unexpectedly, things took an unexpected turn, and he became the second person to summon the Eastern King and be able to meet him.

This will inevitably become something he boasts about in the chat group, and he'll speak with much more confidence in the future.

At that moment, he suddenly thought of something.

Looking at the Eastern King Duke, he asked nervously.

"May I ask, Your Majesty, what will become of Xiaoqian?"

In this world of demons and monsters, he also knew something about the results of the sacrifice.

Whether it's a death sacrifice or a living sacrifice, neither will end well.

But he hoped things would be different with Dongwanggong.

However, the Eastern King Duke did not answer.

The portal they had used to arrive at reappeared, and Dong Wanggong stepped into it, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Having received no reply from the Eastern King, Yan Chixia felt a deep sense of loss.

"Has Xiaoqian's soul already been scattered?"

In fact, Nie Xiaoqian, whom he cared about, had already arrived at an unknown place through the sacrificial ritual.

"Where am I?"

Nie Xiaoqian muttered to herself, her expression dazed.

At the same time, her body was undergoing miraculous changes.

The million-fold increase in power was also bestowed upon her.

What was originally a simple white dress has become dazzling.

Adorned with gold hairpins and jade bracelets, and wrapped in a long silk dress, she was truly an ethereal beauty.

Even their strength began to increase dramatically.

After a while, Nie Xiaoqian's body was filled with surging ghostly energy, and she was no longer an ordinary little ghost.

"What's wrong with me?"

Nie Xiaoqian was stunned, staring at her current appearance in disbelief.

Even she herself didn't know how strong she was.

Suddenly, a portal slowly opened beside Nie Xiaoqian.

……

A Chinese Ghost Story.

Today, Lanruo Temple is in ruins, ravaged by the great war.

The large pit beneath their feet was a clear indication of the arrival of the Black Mountain Demon.

Yan Chixia and the others gazed at the spot where the Eastern King had departed, speechless for a long time.

When Zuo Qianhu and Yi Ye Zhi Qiu first met Dong Wang Gong, they witnessed such great power, and their shock was even greater than that of Yan Chixia.

The three men elevated their faith in the Eastern King Duke to an unprecedented level.

"Yan Chixia has become a fanatical follower of the host."

"Zuo Qianhu has become a fanatical follower of the host."

"Knowing Autumn Leaf, he became a fanatical believer in the host."

Almost simultaneously, all three became fanatical followers of the Eastern King.

The Eastern King, far away in the primordial wilderness, smiled slightly.

After a brief moment of shock, Yan Chixia and the others were able to recover from the previous scene.

"Brother Zuo, Brother Zhi Qiu."

Yan Chixia strode over and helped Zuo Qianhu and Zhi Qiu Yiye to their feet. Looking at their tragic deaths, Yan Chixia couldn't bear to look at them.

"Brother Zuo, I never expected that this great battle would cost you an arm."

"Sigh, when the Emperor was here before, I forgot to ask him to repair this arm for you. I was careless."

Yan Chixia rubbed his forehead, filled with regret.

Zuo Qianhu's face was pale, but he smiled slightly.

"Brother Yan, it's alright. Even if you ask the Emperor to help me repair it, I will not accept it."

Yan Chixia was puzzled.

Why?

Commander Zuo shook his head and replied.

"I cannot accept a reward without merit, that's one point. It is you who are being worshipped, not me, Zuo. If I were to ask you to ask the Emperor to heal me, wouldn't that make you indebted to the Emperor?"

"Secondly, I feel that I should lose this arm. It would be a punishment for all these years of aiding and abetting evil, for actually believing in the wicked Grand Preceptor and harming so many loyal people on his behalf. Even if it means my death, I would not feel it is too much."

"I see. Brother Zuo is truly a man of character."

Upon hearing this, Yan Chixia smiled wryly, indicating that he could understand.

But when Zhi Qiu Yi Ye heard Zuo Qianhu's words, he immediately became angry and slapped him hard on the back.

"Bullshit! You think dying is so easy, that you can just die whenever you want? I spent so much effort saving you, but from now on, your life won't be your own anymore."

"If you dare to do anything rash, just wait and see if my talisman will blast you away."

Zuo Qianhu, who was already seriously injured, turned even paler after being hit so hard by Zhi Qiu Yiye. He coughed incessantly and grimaced in pain.

However, instead of being annoyed, he burst into laughter.

"Yes, yes, Master, from now on, my life is at your command."

Yan Chixia also laughed loudly, and slapped Zhi Qiu Yiye on the shoulder with a powerful voice.

"Good lad, although your magic isn't that great, I have to say, your temperament suits me very well."

After saying that, Yan Chixia looked at the Lanruo Temple, which was now almost completely destroyed, with a lingering reluctance.

"Now that Lanruo Temple is destroyed, I, Yan Chixia, have nowhere to go. Why don't the three of us travel together, roam the martial world, spread the Emperor's teachings, and slay demons and monsters along the way?"

I think it's a good idea.

Zuo Qianhu nodded.

"I am deeply honored to be able to associate with Master Yan."

Zhi Qiu Yiye also smiled.

"Excellent, excellent."

Yan Chixia was in a great mood.

The three of them joined forces and prepared to roam the world.

(End of this chapter)