The gods descend into reality

Luo Xian gritted her teeth and said.

"You bunch of trash can't even catch Nameless? I'll go myself, take your men and follow him, and see what a real master is!"

After saying this, the next moment Indra disappeared from the spot.

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Chapter 39 Emperor Shitian: Nameless, I am your ancestor!

The erhu played a melodious tune.

Sometimes it sounds like a gentle, mournful drizzle, and other times it sounds like bright, uplifting sunshine. The nameless erhu seems to have undergone a great transformation.

"Nameless, how dare you come here!"

"Do you know where you are? Get out of here at once!"

Standing opposite Wuming, Tonghuang and Zhitanhua, who were guarding the gate, looked flustered and spoke to Wuming in a somewhat threatening but actually weak voice.

Back then, the 108 assassins of Tianchi roamed the martial arts world with an iron fist. No major sect in the entire martial arts world was not terrified when they heard of the Tianchi assassins. Unfortunately, they angered the Sword Saint.

Then, the Sword Saint, with just his sword, decimated this renowned assassin organization, leaving only twelve members to escape.

Therefore.

The remaining twenty-two fiends of Tianchi were terrified of the Sword Saint from the bottom of their hearts. Many times, they didn't even need to see the Sword Saint; just hearing his name would send them fleeing for their lives.

And the person in front of me—

Tong Huang and Zhi Tanhua looked at Wuming.

This is someone who can defeat the Sword Saint in a direct sword duel, the martial arts legend, Heavenly Sword Nameless!

The reputation of a person is reflected in the shadow of a tree, revealing the extent of the other party's arrogance.

If it weren't for the fact that the Heavenly Gate headquarters was right behind them, and that the two of them weren't the gatekeepers of the Heavenly Gate, Tong Huang and Zhi Tanhua might have run away by now.

Wuming didn't speak, and continued playing the erhu.

Wuming found himself increasingly fond of playing the erhu lately; the sound of the erhu seemed to evoke the very soul, making him unable to put it down.

Most importantly—

Originally, Wuming thought that the erhu could only produce sad and mournful tunes, but after browsing a website called Bilibili, he suddenly discovered that even the erhu could create a cheerful atmosphere.

"Hahaha, Nameless, I didn't expect you to find this place."

As the familiar laughter rang out, Tong Huang and Zhi Tan Hua immediately knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully.

"nameless!"

"Deng, deng~"

The original erhu sound suddenly changed, becoming cheerful instead of mournful.

Just as Di Shitian was about to boast to Wuming and elevate his own status, he paused. Although the other party hadn't said anything yet, he was only listening to the beginning of the music.

Indra sensed that things might not be so simple.

The kneeling Tong Huang and Zhi Tan Hua began to sway involuntarily.

The sound of this erhu seems to have a magical power, making people unable to resist swaying to the melody.

The moon shines brightly and brightly!

Touya Aka lights up the lantern!

Sacrifice the child's fusion.

ふわり Butterfly lures out す

......

A faint melody seemed to drift through the air.

An unnamed hand moved wildly across the erhu, the strings rubbing against each other, and sparks could even be seen rising from the erhu, creating a bizarre scene when combined with the music.

It should have been a very serious battle scene, but with this music playing, it felt like something was off, and it was impossible to be serious.

Even Xiao Se, who was standing behind Wuming, suddenly had an extremely strange expression. He looked at Nero with suspicion, wondering if Nero had led Wuming astray.

Otherwise, how did Wuming find this song, "Paradise on Earth"?

"I didn't expect that Wuming, the erhu player, would have such an artistic talent. But he's still a bit inferior to Yu. What's with that expression, player?" Nero pouted and asked Xiao Se with a dissatisfied look.

"Am I wrong?"

"Yes, yes, you're right."

"Mmm, mmm, how about I sing this song for the musician when we get back?" Nero said excitedly.

"Please don't."

"Is my singing really that bad?" (??へ??╬)

"No, I'm just allergic to Nutritional Express."

......

Xiao Se and Nero were bickering as usual when the nameless melody reached its climax. With internal energy attached, sparks flew from the erhu, like the most beautiful fireworks in the night sky.

The next moment, the sound of the erhu disappeared.

"Greetings, Lord Di Shitian."

Wuming stood up and looked at Indra to show his respect.

This is the second old monster I have ever seen. The last one I saw was the God of Immortality. However, although the God of Immortality had lived for more than two hundred years and was very powerful, his body had begun to decay and he could not fully exert his power.

If they were to actually fight, Wuming knew he was no weaker than his opponent, but he wasn't confident he could win. He could only resolve the matter through a war of words.

But before him stood Indra—

What he felt was nothingness, formless and impermanent, seemingly existing yet not existing. Moreover, the extremely powerful fluctuations of true energy within his body were terrifying even before they had engaged in combat.

After all, it's a monster that has lived for two thousand years, so it's normal for it to have such strong true energy.

He could have immediately sent Godzilla and Ghidorah to destroy Tianmen, but Heaven has a benevolent heart, and Wuming realized that for many people, before they committed evil, he would rather reason with them and explain the facts.

Only sincere repentance from the bottom of one's heart can lead one to goodness.

Because of the short timeframe, Wuming didn't actually know what Di Shitian was going to do. He only knew from Xiao Se that Di Shitian would wreak havoc on the martial arts world.

As for how to cause trouble, Wuming didn't know, and that's why he didn't feel much about it. All he needed to do was correct the unfortunate child's thinking!

"Ahem, Wuming, I didn't expect you to know me!"

Di Shitian coughed twice and glanced at Xiao Se and the others behind Wuming. Although he didn't sense that they were martial arts masters, he felt a sense of danger, which was rather strange.

"Splash~"

Taking a step made Indra's mood somewhat unpleasant.

The ice has melted!

Has the weather gotten warmer lately?!

The power of the Sacred Heart Technique surged, and the icy water turned back into ice in the next moment.

So what if the weather gets warmer? Even God has to do as He pleases, because I am a deity!

"Is the one behind you the one who defeated Godless? I have intelligence all over the martial world, why have I never heard of you?" Di Shitian looked at Xiao Se and Nero, his tone somewhat indifferent.

Although the other party made him feel threatened, Di Shitian was quite confident in his own power. With over two thousand years of cultivation and the effects of the Phoenix Blood Rejuvenation Technique, who in the world could be his opponent?!

"Alright, we didn't come here to argue with you. Emperor Shitian, do you think you and your Heavenly Gate will stay here in this snowy mountain forever?!" Xiao Se said, wrapping his down jacket tighter around himself.

This place is so cold! Summer is definitely better!

"Hey~"

A blurry figure flashed before his eyes, and the next moment, the scorching primordial fire lashed down. When Xiao Se came to his senses, he saw Nero staring angrily at Indra, his magical power boiling as if it were about to erupt like a volcano.

"Haha, so this is why you came here today?"

Indra laughed loudly, showing no embarrassment at the failed sneak attack, but his gaze was fixed on Wuming.

"Is this what you meant?"

"That is precisely the meaning of 'nameless'."

"Then do you know that you are a descendant of one of my bloodlines that was lost to the world?" Di Shitian asked Wuming with a slight smile.

Nameless...Σ(⊙▽⊙“a

Chapter 40 The Descent of the Titans

Damn it, you're taking advantage of me!

This was Wuming's first thought, but he then thought about it carefully.

The other party has lived for nearly two thousand years, and it seems that he really might be the other party's offspring. Then Wuming shook his head vigorously. Why think about such nonsense at this time!

"Back in the Three Kingdoms period, I had a relationship with a woman, which led to the birth of your lineage. However, I never expected that there would be such a talented descendant like you in my lineage."

So, Nameless, are you sure you want to join them against me?

Indra spoke.

He did not answer the question the other party had previously asked him to never be born.

In Indra's view, there was absolutely no need to answer this question.

As a god, why should I care about the opinions of mortals?

Moreover, the auspicious day is approaching, which is the crucial moment for him to seize the Dragon Essence.

The power of the Dragon Essence is stronger than that of the Phoenix Blood. When that happens, I will have an immortal body, and who in the world will be my match?

Even if Wu Wudi hadn't died, or if that old codger in the shadows had appeared, he wouldn't be afraid at all.

If I am the only one in the world who can live forever, then I will be a god!

"Where morality lies, no one can shirk their duty." Wuming stood up.

The sound of sword cries reverberated louder and louder throughout the entire Heavenly Gate, and terrifying sword energy emanated from Wuming's body.

At this moment, in everyone's eyes.