Primordial Era: My comprehension is heaven-defying, I create the ability to transform into anything!

Chapter 148 Many Familiar Faces in Zixiao Palace!

At this moment, inside the main hall of Zixiao Palace.

There are already quite a few people.

Those Great Immortals sat in twos and threes discussing the Dao.

Clearly, since the sermon hasn't started yet, this is their free time.

The changes in the primordial world over the past three thousand years have been immense.

The giants are like chives, appearing in large patches.

Jiang Sheng glanced around, his gaze suddenly landing on someone...

That was a guy shrouded in a black robe and wearing a black hood, hiding his face in the shadows!

The black robe had the effect of blocking the detection of auras, but unfortunately, the bloodthirsty aura emanating from this guy could not be concealed at all. It was like trying to hide something obvious!

Others might not know who this guy is.

But Jiang Shengtai knew it all too well!

Isn't this the River Styx?

Jiang Sheng smiled.

Styx seemed to sense something, feeling a gaze upon him. His brow, hidden in the shadows, furrowed slightly. He then turned to look at the figure standing at the entrance of Zixiao Palace, and then…

He felt a chill run down his spine, and his body instinctively began to twitch. Then, his whole body stiffened, and he turned his head away, pretending to be nonchalant.

"They probably didn't notice me, right?"

Styx was drenched in cold sweat, his back soaked with perspiration.

The shadow cast by Jiang Sheng on him was simply too great.

That kind of pain was absolutely devastating.

Fortunately, he recently acquired a high-grade innate spiritual treasure that can isolate detection and shield one's aura.

I suppose no one has noticed?

Styx's eyes shifted, and he subconsciously moved closer to the pillar beside him.

Sure enough, he soon felt the gaze shift away from him.

This made Styx breathe a sigh of relief...

"I never imagined he would become a Great Luo Immortal..." Styx frowned, sighing inwardly.

That guy, back when he was still Taiyi, tormented him to the point of ecstasy.

Now that he has attained the Great Luo Realm, he will only become stronger!

Moreover, this guy stole two of his most treasured items.

If it really comes down to a fight, I definitely won't win...

However, he discovered something.

This guy's strength is only at the initial stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

His level of understanding is similar to his!

Are you all at the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm?

Ha ha……

Styx sneered inwardly.

His years of diligent practice have not been in vain.

He not only attained the Great Luo realm in his Xuan Dao cultivation, but also in his divine soul!

He even refined three thousand Blood God Sons!

Its ability to save its life is unparalleled!

Jiang Sheng, who was stronger than him before, is now only at the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

If a fight breaks out now, the outcome is uncertain.

But what about three thousand years from now?

Given Jiang Sheng's cultivation speed, he'll probably still be a Grand Luo Golden Immortal in three thousand years.

And he, three thousand years later, will definitely be a mid-stage, or even late-stage, Great Luo Golden Immortal!

Ha ha……

Styx sneered inwardly. He couldn't win today, but he would fight again in three thousand years!

Indeed, people are not all the same!

Not only is his cultivation weak, but his Dao is also very weak, far inferior to that of a proper Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Styx sneered inwardly.

How can you possibly win against me, who has borne the humiliation of three thousand years?

For three thousand years, he constantly recalled the humiliation of that time, which fueled his unparalleled motivation to cultivate.

Fortunately, it was all worth it!

Now, except for spiritual treasures, he has surpassed Jiang Sheng in almost every aspect!

He didn't provoke them immediately, which was a prudent move!

Wait another three thousand years!

He wanted to use absolute power to completely crush everything Jiang Sheng had!

A sinister glint flashed in Styx's eyes, and the thought of three thousand years later made his body tremble uncontrollably.

That's not fear!

Instead, I was excited!

The thought of wiping away his humiliation filled him with overwhelming excitement!

He glanced at Jiang Sheng again, then pretended nothing had happened, leaning calmly against the pillar, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay.

And at this moment...

Jiang Sheng glanced at the Styx River and smiled inwardly.

He ignored the Styx River and simply surveyed the cultivators in the hall...

He did recognize some of the people in there.

For example, that loser who lit the lamp.

At this moment, he was sitting alone in a corner, closing his eyes and regulating his breathing!

There was also a fellow dressed in fine clothes, with a dignified face and a faint aura of pure yang energy emanating from him. Presumably, he must be Mu Gong Dong Wang Gong!

There were also two other people dressed in black robes with gold trim, and on the robes were three-legged golden crows carved in gold thread.

Both were noble and extraordinary, expressionless, sitting cross-legged in one place, but not talking to the others.

This must be Di Jun Taiyi!

Of course, there were also some acquaintances...

For example, Xihe and Changxi.

There are also some that I'm not very familiar with, but whose aura I've sensed, such as Tai Sui, Tai Zhen, Tai Bai, Tai Chen, Li Huo, and so on...

These people just randomly found a spot, and if they knew each other, they would sit together. Even though the main hall was spacious, these people sat in twos and threes, occupying most of the space!

Look at the very front!

There are quite a few familiar faces here!

There are six prayer cushions at the very front of this main hall.

The first three are the Three Pure Ones, sitting calmly and composed.

The narrator is Nuwa, and behind Nuwa, not sitting on a futon, is Fuxi, as well as Taizhen Xiwangmu, who is also diagonally behind Nuwa.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Fuxi, and the Queen Mother of the West were acquainted through Jiang Sheng. At this moment, the six of them were talking and had not yet noticed Jiang Sheng's arrival.

Looking at the prayer mat next to Nuwa, someone was now sitting on it.

He was a guy with a cold face and an aura of gloom.

He wore a long, dark robe and had eyes like a hawk.

This must be the Kunpeng Taoist!

Next to Kunpeng Daoist was a futon.

However, there were also people on this prayer mat.

He was a kind-looking, amiable fellow wearing a bright red robe.

Behind this guy was a Taoist priest wearing a yellow robe with eight trigrams, a purple-gold cloud crown, a long beard, a face like jade, and an extraordinary demeanor.

These two must be the kind-hearted Hongyun and his close friend Zhen Yuanzi!

tsk...

Jiang Sheng took in the entire situation inside the Zixiao Palace.

The atmosphere was subtle; everyone was chatting amongst themselves, and no one really engaged in conversation with others.

It was only at this moment that Fuxi seemed to sense something, and he turned his head slightly, only to see Jiang Sheng standing at the door.

His eyes lit up, and he greeted, "Fellow Daoist, you've finally arrived!"

This greeting clearly broke the somewhat delicate atmosphere in the main hall.

Most people turned to look at Jiang Sheng, then fell silent and turned back to their own conversations.

The Three Pure Ones looked at Jiang Sheng and nodded with a smile.

Nuwa's eyes lit up, and she beckoned Jiang Sheng to come and sit down.

The Queen Mother of the West also paid her respects.

However, Xihe and Changxi, who were in the corner, frowned slightly when they saw Jiang Sheng, as if they were thinking of some unpleasant memories.

They were wondering whether to go up and say hello when they saw Jiang Sheng turn around, give a slight bow as a greeting, and the two of them stopped moving. After returning the bow, they continued their conversation.

Jiang Sheng then entered the small circle of the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Fuxi, and the Queen Mother of the West.

With Jiang Sheng included, the small group now consists of seven people.

The presence of seven Great Luo Immortals inevitably drew the attention of onlookers.

Others are already considered lucky to have two or three close friends.

And here, there are a full seven Great Luo Immortals!

For a time, within the Purple Cloud Palace, Jiang Sheng and his group subtly held a slight advantage over the other cultivators!

(End of this chapter)