Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Bai Yu handed Daofang a storage ring. Daofang took it and scanned it with his spiritual sense. He saw piles of immortal stones and countless immortal pills and immortal artifacts inside. He felt dazzled after just a rough glance.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Bai Yu smiled and said, "This is what Emperor Xuantian asked me to give to you!"

Dao Fang was stunned. "What do you mean? The Emperor asked you to give me a gift?"

"What are you dreaming about!" Bai Yu rolled his eyes, "I understand the conflict between you and Emperor Xuantian, but it's just a verbal dispute, a quarrel of pride, not a mortal feud.

So, for the sake of our being colleagues in the Hall of Justice, I have been pleading for you all this time.

Otherwise, Dao Fang, do you think you can still be a judicial officer so peacefully for the past hundred years?"

Dao Fang was delighted when he heard this and immediately bowed to express his gratitude, "So it was Lord Bai Yu who was behind this. I will remember this favor!"

"Don't be so quick to thank me!" Bai Yu waved his hand, "The Emperor only promised not to cause you any trouble for the time being, but that doesn't mean the grudge between you is over.

Daofang, I know that you have a great celestial being as your backer, but to be honest, the person behind you is very busy. It is impossible for him to always pay attention to a small figure like you, right?

Being targeted by a great emperor-level being, aren't you afraid or worried at all?"

Dao Fang smiled bitterly, "How could I not be afraid? I know that I have offended the Great Emperor before and have been looking for an opportunity to make amends, but I dare not approach the Great Emperor because of fear.

If Master Bai Yu is willing to help resolve this feud, I will obey your orders from now on, except for matters involving the Great Celestial Lord behind me!"

Bai Yu laughed heartily, "What a coincidence! This opportunity just happened to be there to resolve the feud between you and Emperor Xuantian."

He coughed lightly and lowered his voice, "I just came from the Emperor's place. Today, the Emperor gave me an errand."

Dao Fang held the storage ring in his hand and asked, "Is it related to this?"

"Yes!" Bai Yu lowered his voice again. "A hundred years ago, at the Peach Festival, the Crimson Pearl Immortal Venerable from Lihen Heaven came specifically to congratulate the Xuantian Emperor. The Crimson Pearl Immortal Venerable was a top-tier female immortal renowned throughout the heavens, and the Emperor took a liking to her at first sight.

So, this time, the Great Emperor asked me to go to Lihentian to pay my respects to the Lord of Lihen and propose marriage."

Dao Fang swallowed his saliva subconsciously when he heard the words "Lord of Lihen" and said, "Lord of Lihen is not an easy person to deal with!"

"Yes, he's difficult to deal with. This mission is a bit difficult." Bai Yu admitted without any reservation, "So, I plan to give this task to you!"

Dao Fang shuddered. "No, no, it's too difficult. Lord Lihen, I'm scared just by hearing your name, let alone going to your house to propose marriage for someone else!"

Bai Yu sneered, "Difficult? Daofang, you have to understand that the person you have offended is the Emperor of Heaven, and there is a possibility that he will become the Palace Master in the future!

Being targeted by such a terrifying existence, if you don't quickly find a way to resolve the grudge, do you think the person behind you will turn against Emperor Xuantian just for a small figure like you?

You said the task is difficult?

Why should I give you this easy task?

It is precisely because it is difficult that you can prove your ability and let the emperor see your sincerity in resolving grievances if you get things done.

Not only that, if this matter is accomplished, you will be the matchmaker between the Great Emperor and the Immortal Lord Jiangzhu. Just based on this relationship, whoever sees you in the prehistoric world will look up to you in the future, right?

Besides, even if you fail to do it and offend the Lord of Lihen, given his status, how could he treat a small person like you as an equal?

At most you'll get a beating!

Remember, you were beaten for Emperor Xuantian, so the emperor will naturally accept this favor. How could the emperor still care about the grudges between you and the emperor?

Think carefully about what to choose!"

Dao Fang hesitated and asked nervously, "Can you give me a few days to think about it?"

Bai Yu nodded, "Give me a definite answer in three days whether or not you'll complete this mission. The Emperor's mission can't be delayed!"

Dao Fang nodded repeatedly in thanks, "I know, I know. Anyway, thank you so much for everything Daoist Brother Bai Yu has done for me today. I'll remember this favor!"

Bai Yu hummed, turned and left. After he walked away, he took out the communication jade slip and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Soon, Song Xuan's voice was heard from the jade slip.

"Daofang is just an insignificant person. I don't care whether he lives or dies.

If he is willing to accept the task, then give him a chance and let him go to Lihentian to see how the Lord of Lihen reacts.

If he refuses to accept, then the path he chose is his own. Find an auspicious day and send him off!"

After ending the call, Bai Yu secretly sighed in his heart, it has only been a short time, and the fellow Taoist who once needed to rely on him for help in searching for resources has now become a great emperor.

As Baidi's true disciple, he knew far more than other powerful people.

Song Xuan has only been practicing for a few hundred years at most. It can be said that his strength undergoes a transformation every hundred years.

A hundred years have passed since the last Peach Festival. I wonder if the strength of Emperor Xuantian has undergone a new transformation at this moment?

How strong is the combat power?

Chapter 1158 The Great Formation of the Twelve Divine Devils of Dutian!

Song Xuan temporarily came out of seclusion after a hundred years of retreat.

The subordinate he had subdued before, the wealthy man with great business talent, a monk named Fugui, sent a message, wanting to meet him.

Song Xuan met the other party in the Xuantian Taoist Temple in Xishan.

"Greetings to the Emperor!"

As soon as he entered the Taoist temple, Fugui wanted to kowtow and pay his respects, but was stopped by Song Xuan.

"Kneeling is not permitted under my command!"

Song Xuan raised his hand and pointed, and a chair appeared behind Fugui. He then nodded and said, "Sit down and talk slowly."

After a hundred years of seclusion, his inner universe has been improving in an orderly manner. He has completely mastered the five elements law and started to comprehend the laws of space.

As for the Xuantian Sword, Xuantian Seal, and Xuantian Grinding World Plate, he sent them all to the inner universe to be tempered by the power of creation.

In terms of combat power, he is now more than twice as strong as he was a hundred years ago. Even without using magic treasures, he can fight head-on with the veteran quasi-saint with his own strength!

The continuous improvement of his strength has made Song Xuan's mentality more stable. Simply put, he has no worries and feels that everything he sees is pleasing to the eye.

Feeling the emperor's kindness, Fugui felt a little more relaxed. He first placed a storage ring on the stone table in front of him, and then carefully took out one formation flag after another from his sleeves.

Song Xuan looked calm about the storage ring. He was no longer short of resources, and the resources handed over by Fugui could not cause any fluctuations in his emotions.

But when the other party took out one formation flag after another, Song Xuan's face changed and he suddenly stood up!

"Did you get the flag of the Twelve Heavenly Gods?"

A hundred years ago, before Song Xuan went into seclusion, he sent a message to Fugui, asking him to look up the formation method of the Twelve Gods of Dutian of the Wu Clan in ancient times if he had the chance.

He just said it casually and didn't expect much.

The core formation of the witch clan in ancient times could condense a super formation that could embody Pangu's true body, but the method of setting up the formation has long been lost.

If they can find it, it will be a huge profit. If they can't find it, it doesn't matter. Song Xuan just mentioned it casually anyway.

His current physical body has been completely transformed since he survived the fourth calamity of the decline of heaven and man. After being washed again and again by the long river of time filled with the power of the calamity, his physical body has already taken shape as the prototype of Pangu's true body.

The reason why he wanted to find the method of the Twelve Gods of Dutian Formation was just to conceal his tracks so that he would have a reasonable excuse when he revealed Pangu's true form one day in the future.

The ancient witch clan, the twelve ancestor witches wanted to condense Pangu's true body, but they still needed the combined power of the formation to do so. How could you, Song Xuan, create Pangu's true body by yourself?

Isn't this clearly telling all the powerful beings in the prehistoric world what Song Xuan's background is?

Before he has the strength to fight the saint head-on, Song Xuan plans to keep this secret secret for as long as possible.

"I'm also lucky. Over the past hundred years, under my management, the Xuanyu Chamber of Commerce has not only expanded its business across the four continents of the prehistoric world, but has even begun to expand into the Thirty-Three Heavens.

As the business grows, my network of contacts becomes wider and wider, and it becomes easier to gather information and resources.

This flag of the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation was collected by the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Branch."

Fugui paused, pondered for a moment, and continued, "The owner of this set of formation flags is suspected to be a Daluo-level demon cultivator, whose unknown identity has obscured his appearance.

According to the person who sold it, this person was good at formations and had been obsessed with ancient formations. He accidentally obtained some methods of refining the Twelve Gods of Dutian Formation and began to try to refine it.

But after years of refining in the dangerous land, although the formation flag was basically formed, it was discovered that it had nothing to do with Pangu's true body!

According to this person, for this formation to truly unleash its power, it must either be controlled by an ancestor witch, or the essence and blood of an ancestor witch must be present on each flag!"

Fugui said this, and carefully glanced at Song Xuan's expression. After seeing that the emperor was normal, he said in a serious tone: "After the ancient catastrophe, the ancestor witches almost died out, so there is no blood left.

Therefore, this set of formation flags can only be regarded as a semi-finished product that has form but lacks spirit.

The person who had refined it also discovered this and had no choice but to sell it. He had spent too many resources to refine this set of formation flags, and he could make some money by selling them.

Song Xuan raised his hand solemnly and waved it gently. In an instant, twelve formation flags shimmering with strange light appeared out of thin air. These flags were branded with various mysterious and ancient patterns of gods and demons, as if they contained endless power and mysteries.

As the formation flags gradually appeared around Song Xuan, a powerful and surging aura spread. It was so violent, like a raging sea, it filled one with dread. Song Xuan quietly sensed the menacing aura emanating from within the formation flags, secretly marveling at the thought.

Gradually, he developed a strange feeling - as long as he could mobilize the latent blood power in his body, it would be entirely possible to completely set up this ferocious formation from ancient times.

Moreover, once the formation is successfully set up, with the terrifying power released by this formation, he is even confident that he can condense the legendary Pangu's true body with the power of the formation alone!

Thinking of this, Song Xuan's heartbeat involuntarily quickened a bit.

The real body of Pangu, condensed by the power of the formation, possesses some of the strength of the great god Pangu. It is hard to say for now whether it is powerful or not, but it is scary, definitely very scary!

If this formation is used well, it will become a life-saving platform for Song Xuan!

However, the only problem now is that if you want to arrange the complete Dutian Twelve Gods Array in a reasonable way, you must find a way to obtain the essence and blood of the Ancestral Witch.

All the ancient witches are dead, where can we find them?

After a brief silence, Song Xuan's eyes gradually brightened.

All other ancestor witches are dead, but there is still one alive!

Although Hou Tu Saint has become a saint, she is, after all, a descendant of the ancient witches. As long as she is still alive, it is very likely that she has the essence and blood of other ancient witches in her hands!

After a moment's hesitation, Song Xuan looked at Fugui, who looked anxious, and asked, "How many immortal stones did you spend on this set of formation flags?"

Fugui stretched out a finger, "One hundred million!"

"One hundred million immortal stones?" Song Xuan smiled, "I've made a profit!"

Fugui hurriedly said, "Emperor, one hundred million immortal stones is only one of the conditions. The other party knows that the real owner behind the Xuanyu Chamber of Commerce is you, so he has another condition!"

"What conditions?"

"When the conditions are right, he wants you to help him once!"

Song Xuan glanced at the formation flags floating around him and asked in surprise, "I haven't even agreed yet, and he asked you to bring the formation flags back?"

Chapter 1159 News about Wang Lin

Fugui laughed and said, “Most demon cultivators in the Daluo realm have somewhat eccentric personalities.

He said he trusts your character. If you really take the flag but are unwilling to agree to the conditions, then he can just assume he made a mistake. At worst, the flag will be considered a gift to you!"

"Interesting." Song Xuan said, "Do you know his method of communication?"

"Yes!" Fugui hurried forward and whispered a communication number.

Song Xuan added the number in the communication jade slip and started the communication without any hesitation.

"I am Xuantian!"

As this sentence was passed on, soon, Song Xuan's communication jade slip lighted up slightly. Song Xuan swept his spiritual sense over it, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"Su Ming, I meet the Emperor."

Song Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked, "You and I have never met before, yet you dare to make such a confident deal?"

Su Ming's voice continued to be heard from the jade slip, "Your Majesty, don't be surprised. Although I have never met you, I have heard a lot about your past experiences from my friends.

Su is willing to trust the friends that his friends trust! "

Song Xuan's mind moved, "Who is the friend you mentioned?"

"His name is Xu Mu. Oh, and his real name is Wang. Back in the prehistoric outer lands of Buzhou, I used evil energy to refine formation flags, and he used evil energy to sacrifice and refine spiritual treasures. That's how we met."

"Understood!"

Song Xuan took a deep breath. After all these years, this was the first time he heard news about Wang Lin from someone else.

This good friend who had protected him many times in the past, now, there is finally news coming.

After a brief pause, Song Xuan whispered, "Xu Mu, your friend, how is he doing now? Is he in trouble?"

Su Mingdao said: "It's not a big deal. His magic treasure seems to be extremely powerful. In order to refine it, he went to many places and of course, offended many people.

As for now, he is in seclusion, preparing for the subsequent breakthrough to the Daluo realm.