I have the best bloodline

But she had become so unfamiliar, and coupled with the blood pact with Su Yan, the sacrificial knife had never responded to the summons of the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Spirits.

The Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits, Xuan Tong, did not give up. The sacrificial knife was a part of her own existence. Without the sacrificial knife, the Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits would be like a missing part of herself, unable to achieve true perfection. No matter how she devoured, she could not fill that gap.

Su Yan's existence is of paramount importance to her; no matter where she goes, even if it's heaven or earth, the Holy Mother of Xuan Tong cannot let Su Yan go.

To borrow the words of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, the little fox has quite the luck with women, having found such a devoted one.

The "peach blossom luck" mentioned by the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden must be put in quotation marks.

"Boom!"

White turbid liquid gushed out of the weapons storage room, rushing out of the passage in all directions, flooding the dressing room of the Old Ancestor Yinglong, and also flooding the exit of the Yinglong Treasure Vault.

One by one, the rare treasures, mineral crystals, and other precious items slowly dissolved upon contact with the white turbid liquid, completely merging into the body of the Myriad Spirits Holy Mother Xuan Tong, and disappearing entirely into the Yinglong Treasure Vault.

Until the white turbid liquid swallowed the first level, Xuan Tong Wanling Shengmu still hadn't found Su Yan. However, since the first level of the underground palace was completely empty, Xuan Tong Shengmu didn't spend much time finding the entrance to the second level of Yinglong Treasure Vault.

[Quick! Quick! Quick! Come fast! Danger!]

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 682 Boundless Blessings of the Heavenly Venerable

"Boom!"

The Holy Mother Xuantong sat in the void, with endless turbid white liquid gushing from behind her, completely submerging the first floor of the Yinglong Treasure Vault underground palace, and surging from the void towards the second floor.

The arrays and treasures along the way were all assimilated and merged with the Taoist magic of the Holy Mother Xuantong, gradually transforming into a turbid white river that absorbed everything into itself.

As the number of things that the Holy Mother Xuantong assimilated and merged with increased, the void around her became distorted due to her presence, bringing her to the level of a Great Luo Celestial Immortal who could live as long as heaven and earth.

With her self-existence incomplete, the Holy Mother Xuantong is already close to the level of a god. If she were to retrieve the long-lost sacrificial knife and devour most of the treasures in the Yinglong Treasury, theoretically, the Holy Mother Xuantong might directly transform into a holy spirit.

Moreover, it is one of the more powerful ones at the Holy Spirit level.

"found it!"

The white, turbid river moved at an astonishing speed, its momentum like a tsunami or a landslide. In just an instant, it entered the second layer through the assimilation array and sensed the sacrificial knife.

The Mysterious Holy Mother, who had been hovering in the void, slowly opened her eyes, revealing indifferent red pupils. Her body transformed into a ball of white liquid, merging into the great river and moving towards Su Yan's location.

………………

"Why is there white, sticky stuff everywhere?!"

Su Yan ran from the underground palace into the void and was shocked to find that the white viscous substance inside the void was even larger. He had no choice but to try to enter his own universe, but a white world that was far larger than his own universe forcibly connected with his universe, filling it with viscous substance.

Seeing this, Su Yan could only withdraw from the universe and look at the figures that appeared in the underground palace.

"We haven't seen each other for a while."

Seeing Su Yan emerge from the cosmic space, the Holy Mother Xuan Tong slowly walked out of the turbid white river, her body completely dry. She calmly greeted Su Yan.

"About four years, I guess?" Su Yan looked at the Holy Mother Xuan Tong in front of him and sighed. "I never thought we'd meet again. If I'm not mistaken, the wanted poster from the Corpse-Dissolving Immortal Alliance should also be related to you, right?"

"And you've really changed a lot!"

The Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits, Xuan Tong, standing before him, differed somewhat from the Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits in Su Yan's memories.

The former Holy Mother of Xuan Tong was surrounded by fierceness. Although she murmured "Myriad Spirits of Xuan Tong" at that time, it was more like a slogan on her lips or her expectation.

But before her stood the Mysterious Holy Mother of All Spirits, who had shed her fierce and malevolent aura. Though her face was expressionless and her figure was not particularly tall, she exuded an aura of solemnity and magnificence. Her white robes and graceful, voluptuous body were devoid of any ambiguity or allure, revealing only her maternal radiance and benevolent love.

"After crawling out of my loving mother's arms and experiencing death and resurrection, my beliefs have changed somewhat."

Xuan Tong, the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Spirits, looked at Su Yan and sighed, saying, "My past experiences and obsessions stemmed from my hatred for this world. I hate being born. My father was clearly a member of the Dragon Clan, so why didn't I inherit the Dragon Clan's supernatural powers from him? All I had were water-based abilities that weren't very powerful at lower levels."

"I hate my shyness and timidity. I'm almost starving, but because of my inferiority complex and stubbornness, I'm unwilling to ask the Dragon Mother for help. If I just speak up, the Dragon Mother will never abandon her own kind."

“I also hate that the Earth God has no heart, but because of my personality, I chose the worst ending, which caused my child to lose everything before he was even born because of his mother’s stupidity.”

Xuan Tong, the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Spirits, shook her head, chuckled, and looked at Su Yan, whom she could be considered a friend, and said, "What follows is an embarrassing experience as a disciple of the Nightmare Town. You were born into a privileged background, so you probably don't understand what the lowest-ranking demons are capable of doing for survival and a glimmer of hope."

"Under such circumstances and persecution, I, who was once stubborn, went completely insane. I felt that the whole world was full of malice towards me. Why was there no one who could truly understand my thoughts?"

The Holy Mother Xuan Tong looked at Su Yan and reached out her hand, saying, "Verbal communication, spiritual communication, or even the most intimate spiritual and physical fusion during dual cultivation cannot truly achieve mutual understanding."

"After experiencing so much, I wish to become a bridge of mutual trust and love among all living beings, so that those who have had similar experiences to me, those who are not good at expressing themselves, and those who are born without the ability to empathize can truly understand each other."

The Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits looked at Su Yan, slowly extended her arm, and sincerely invited Su Yan to jointly build a new and wonderful world where all living beings understand, respect and love each other.

All spirits are one, and all beings are oneself. With the power of all beings, we completely occupy heaven and earth. When the cycle of the extinction of all beings is about to end, we will give birth to an omnipotent self, which will stand eternally at the center of the world.

Nameless at the beginning of heaven and earth, named is the mother of all things, mysterious beyond mystery, the whole is one, and one is the whole. From this point on, the hypothesis that one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things does not exist.

"Come into my arms! Entrust all the longing and yearning in your heart to me, and go to the world of boundless bliss. Everyone will be reunited there, no longer needing to experience the pain of reincarnation and separation, nor needing to rack their brains to figure out what they are thinking."

Seeing that Su Yan remained silent, Xuan Tong, the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Spirits, did not take immediate action, but instead tried to persuade him again.

After experiencing death and resurrection, and meeting the compassionate mother who governs reincarnation, the concept of the Holy Mother of Xuan Tong has quietly undergone some changes.

Unlike the previous "Saint Xuan Tong," who was hypocritical, cynical, and merely venting her resentment, this is a completely different story.

Her experiences and self-deprecation in the first half of her life were not an act of injustice in the world; everything in this world is treated fairly.

Those with outstanding abilities strive upwards. Even flowers that have not yet developed intelligence know to face the sun so that they can absorb enough nutrients to grow.

But the outstanding ones have already reached the top, and what ordinary people see when they burn themselves out is not necessarily sunlight.

The Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits wishes to collect the wishes of all living beings, merge their entanglements into one for herself, and save all living beings from suffering.

"It is indeed a beautiful vision, and I cannot refute the Virgin Mary's grand aspirations with words."

Su Yan looked at the Holy Mother Xuan Tong and said, "If the Boundless Blessed World truly exists, I would naturally be willing to go inside and enjoy its blessings. After all, striving doesn't guarantee success, but not striving certainly makes life very comfortable!"

The Holy Mother Xuan Tong's expression, which had been somewhat indifferent, softened slightly upon hearing Su Yan's words. She smiled and slowly opened her arms to Su Yan, saying, "Then let's go!"

"Those who recite my name, I wish to treat you with the warmth and kindness of a biological mother."

Su Yan looked at the Holy Mother Xuan Tong, shook his head, and said:

"But I have indeed envisioned such a world. However, there is a major premise in what I just said!"

"Get in line! But I have to be the last one!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 683 You Old Liar

"Entering the Boundless Realm of Blessed Blessings is possible, but the prerequisite for everything is that I must be the last among all sentient beings to enter!"

Faced with the invitation from the Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits, Su Yan slowly opened his mouth and said he agreed, his face showing regret and his preparation to fight to the death.

The Boundless Blessed Realm is indeed wonderful. There is no suspicion or doubt, and the second party no longer needs to rack their brains to figure out what the first party needs. There is no longer a situation where people are forced into involution and struggle. There is mutual understanding, and the Holy Mother of Mysterious Harmony is willing to become a bridge of communication and nurture all living beings.

Everything in the world is integrated into one, so naturally there is no such thing as self-abuse.

But what makes the Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits, Xuan Tong, think that she can create such a wonderful world? And what makes her promise to me that I should entrust everything to her and give up all my choices?

What should she do if she fails?

"Put yourself in my shoes. If you fail, how will you resolve the matter I entrusted to you?" Su Yan slowly questioned Xuan Tong, the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Spirits.

"If you can answer these questions, I would be more than willing to go to the Wonderful Realm."

Suspicion?

The Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits looked at Su Yan and said with a light smile, "I cannot make any verbal guarantees, because before a wish is fulfilled, no matter how magnificent or wonderful it may be, it will always be just a dream bubble."

"The only promise I can make is to let you witness my strength firsthand, and based on my power, make the only answer that you should trust me."

The Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits, who had originally opened her arms, spread them out to both sides, and the turbid white river immediately dispersed.

The Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits smiled and made a gesture as if to embrace Su Yan, slowly walking towards Su Yan step by step, saying, "Come into my embrace!"

"click"

Su Yan's expression turned solemn. Although he could see that the Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits was suppressing her strength, the power of her Daoist arts that she was currently displaying still possessed a terrifying sense of oppression that was so strong that it was hard to breathe.

White flowers sprouted from the tips of his hair, and green vines wrapped around Su Yan's entire body. Wearing immortal armor, Su Yan held a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right. He summoned the phantom of the Mother of Ten Directions who nurtures all spirits and raised his hand to hatch the six-eyed lightning and the phantom of the loving mother.

Su Yan glanced at the sacrificial knife, but the sword spirit within remained silent and offered no reply.

"Boom-"

After the phantom of the compassionate mother was summoned, its nine eyes, which covered its entire body, looked at the Holy Mother Xuan Tong. Once it identified its target, it drew the drumstick of reincarnation from its body and struck it heavily on the drum of reincarnation, which symbolized the path of reincarnation for immortals and gods. A chant of Buddhist hymns began to echo in the area surrounded by the white, turbid river.

Ignoring the phantom of the Compassionate Mother, the Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits, Xuan Tong kept her gaze fixed on Su Yan. The calls symbolizing the Great Dao of Reincarnation had absolutely no effect on the Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits.

The drums of reincarnation continued to beat, but they could not cause any harm to the Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits, Xuan Tong. Only some white, sticky substance fell to the ground.

The six-eyed lightning bolt looked at the Holy Mother Xuan Tong and immediately fell silent, completely abandoning its intention to make a move.

With its deductive abilities, it deduced all possible outcomes, all of which indicated that it would be corrupted by the Great Dao of Assimilation when it approached the Holy Mother of Myriad Spirits, and would instantly fall into its trap.

Everything in this place is turning to Xuan Tong for refuge.

"Turbid current".

Su Yan held the sacrificial knife and tapped it on the ground, slightly stirring the ground to create a murky liquid. The murky liquid eventually merged with the spring water that symbolized calamity and nothingness.

"puff--"

With a light flick of the blade, the wondrous light manifested from the illusory Dao splashed onto the face and body of the Holy Mother Xuantong. The spring water, imbued with the wondrous light, began a chain reaction of devouring and strengthening itself to annihilate the Holy Mother Xuantong the instant it touched her skin.

However, a layer of white viscous substance slowly appeared on the face of the Myriad Spirits Holy Mother, enveloping and homogenizing the wondrous light entangled around her. Clumps of white viscous substance fell from her body to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Su Yan was immediately shocked. What exactly was going on with Xuan Tong, the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Spirits?

"A turbid world".

Although amazed by the absurdity of the Mysterious Holy Mother, Su Yan still saw the mystery of the Light of All Wonders. He directly unfolded his own universe space, allowing it to unfold into a gourd-like shape. A large amount of grayish-brown turbid flow gushed out from within, directly submerging the Mysterious Holy Mother into nothingness.

"Blessings are immeasurable——"

The Holy Mother Xuan Tong, who made an embracing gesture, slightly raised her fingers, and gradually the upper bodies of various creatures emerged above the turbid white river that had originally formed high walls around it to separate independent spaces. They opened their eyes, raised their hands, and opened their mouths.

As a force of gravity arises, the gray-brown river that once submerged this place branches out into a main road for the Holy Mother Xuantong to pass through.

"drink--"

Seeing that the power of the Dao was ineffective, Su Yan put down the sacrificial knife he was holding, slightly loosened the immortal armor that wrapped around his arm, wrapped it with the power of Bai Ze, and threw a swinging punch. The immortal armor crossed two miles and hit the face of the Holy Mother Xuan Tong.

A burst of light erupted from the point of contact, causing the Holy Mother Xuantong to pause slightly. A red fist mark appeared on her fair and rosy cheek, from which a few drops of slightly transparent white blood flowed.