noffsinger Chapter 39 Those who understand the times are wise; all eyes are on them.
Chapter 39 Those who understand the times are wise; all eyes are on them.
Chapter 39 Those who understand the times are wise; all eyes are on them.
There stood Yang Hui, whom the Eastern King Duke had been longing for, the aloof and noble ruler of the Western Kunlun, the master of innate Yin.
At this moment, he was actually massaging a golden beast lying on a cloud.
Dongwanggong felt a surge of blood rushing to the top of his head, and the pure yang fire in his eyes was about to burst forth.
He stepped forward, pointed at Tianlu, and angrily questioned him.
"Fellow Daoist Yang Hui, you are a primordial deity with a noble origin. Why would you help this beast do such a lowly thing? You—"
However, before the words of the Eastern King Duke had completely faded away...
"boom!"
A terrifying pressure that made the entire Zixiao Palace tremble suddenly erupted from that soft cloud.
Tianlu's previously slightly closed golden eyes suddenly snapped open, a savage glint flashing in their depths.
Before Dongwanggong could react, Tianlu swung his weapon, his right forepaw leaving a golden afterimage that tore through space in the void.
The powerful magic of a late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal is mixed with a trace of pure Devouring Law and Spatial Law.
It transformed directly into a gigantic golden claw that blotted out the sky, and slammed it hard onto the chest of the Eastern King Duke.
"Bang!"
A deep, resounding thud echoed throughout the hall.
The pure yang energy protecting Dongwanggong's body was utterly powerless against this absolute force.
He was sent flying backwards, crashing heavily onto the floor of the Zixiao Palace, spitting out a mouthful of pale golden primordial blood.
Tianlu immediately stood up, his limbs firmly planted on the clouds, looking down at the disheveled Dongwanggong, and began to curse angrily.
"You dare call me an animal? Who do you think you are?!"
This sudden scene, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly shattered the oppressive tranquility within the main hall of Zixiao Palace.
Yang Hui, standing beside the clouds, was also startled by this sudden turn of events.
Her eyes followed the direction Tianlu had made his move, and when she saw that the one lying on the ground was Dongwanggong, her eyes did not show much emotion, but rather a hint of displeasure.
She and the Eastern King Duke had only had a brief interaction in Xikunlun, and the two were not familiar with each other at all.
She was completely unaware of the delusional thoughts that Dong Wanggong harbored.
Right now, he is being controlled by this domineering and unreasonable mythical beast, and even his life is in its hands.
If the Eastern King Duke runs out shouting and yelling, and angers Tianlu, it could implicate him, which would be a truly undeserved disaster.
At this moment, the Eastern King Duke, who had been lying on the ground, finally recovered from the excruciating pain.
He struggled to his feet and looked up at Tianlu. When he truly felt the terrifying aura of a late-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortal emanating from Tianlu, the anger in his heart was instantly extinguished by a bucket of cold water, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.
Late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.
In this primordial era where early-stage Great Luo Golden Immortals can dominate a region and mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortals can stand out from the crowd, late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortals are definitely at the very top of the pyramid.
He, Dongwang Gong, was only at the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. The difference between the two was like heaven and earth, and he was simply not someone to be trifled with.
"Fellow Daoist, I have been presumptuous. I was blind and did not recognize your true face. I hope you will forgive me."
Dong Wanggong forcibly suppressed the humiliation in his heart, lowered his proud head, and hurriedly bowed and apologized.
Seeing that the Eastern King Duke was so sensible as to bow his head and admit defeat, Tianlu just snorted coldly and curled his lips indifferently.
"You're smart enough to get out of my way and not spoil my fun."
After saying that, Tianlu lazily lay back down on the cloud and let Yang Hui continue doing his own thing.
Dong Wanggong silently retreated to the edge of the crowd, his lowered eyes filled with resentment.
That's what he said, but in reality, Dongwanggong already harbored extreme dissatisfaction with Tianlu, and a chilling killing intent quietly arose in his heart.
He believed himself to be the embodiment of innate yang energy, possessing an incomparably noble origin.
Today, in front of more than two thousand innate saints, he was so humiliated by a beast. He could not rest easy in his heart until he avenged this grudge.
What he had no idea was that the moment he felt murderous intent towards Tianlu, the laws of the Dao had already quietly begun to operate.
Tianlu is the darling of the Great Dao, the son of the Great Dao.
One of its innate supernatural powers is that any living being that harbors malice towards Tianlu will suffer from demonic possession, unstable fortune, and may even be punished by the Heavenly Dao.
At that very moment, a crack appeared in the once towering, thick pillar of pure Yang energy above the Eastern King Duke's head, and a trace of bad luck began to quietly entwine around him.
He is now hated by the Great Dao, and his fortune has begun to become unstable.
The surrounding saints were also astonished by this scene and whispered among themselves.
"Hiss—Late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal! Such cultivation is probably second to none among us."
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"What's even more surprising is that this fellow Daoist clearly possesses such profound cultivation, yet why hasn't he taken human form yet?"
"A primordial anomaly, truly a primordial anomaly!"
Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, and the others were also secretly alarmed, deeply imprinting Tianlu's appearance in their minds, and making up their minds never to provoke him easily in the future.
In addition, on the other side of the main hall.
The brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi, who lead ten mythical beasts including Bai Ze and Ji Meng, are gazing at the twelve Ancestral Witches from afar.
Although the demon race had not yet been formally established at this time, nor had the Heavenly Court.
However, due to territorial disputes and inherent incompatibility, the two sides have already forged a considerable enmity on the prehistoric continent.
Di Jun wore a golden Taoist robe, his aura profound.
Seeing Tianlu's ruthless actions and his formidable strength reaching the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, while the two brothers were only at the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, their hearts immediately stirred.
A glint flashed in Di Jun's eyes, and he felt the urge to recruit him.
Bai Ze, who was standing nearby, was quick-witted and immediately saw through Di Jun's thoughts.
He shook the feather fan in his hand and quietly sent a telepathic message.
"Your Excellency, that golden beast has an extraordinary origin; it is an auspicious creature sent from heaven, a Pixiu."
"Although I don't know why, the other party did not take human form despite having the cultivation of the late stage of the Great Luo Realm. However, judging from his previous actions outside the main hall, it seems that he is acquainted with Daoist brothers Nuwa and Fuxi, and they have a close relationship."
Upon hearing this, Di Jun's heart stirred slightly, and he replied with a telepathic message.
Whether it takes on a different form or not is not important.
"The important thing is that they knew each other."
"Both Fellow Daoists Nuwa and Fuxi are powerful beings in the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. If we can bring all three of them into our camp, our power in the prehistoric world will surely increase greatly, and suppressing those brutes will be a piece of cake."
"Now that the sermon is over, we may go and win over the three of them."
This is what Di Jun and Tai Yi thought, but the Twelve Ancestral Witches opposite the main hall, seeing Tian Lu slap the Eastern King Duke away, had only another thought in their minds.
Zhu Rong, known for her fiery temper, grinned and spoke in a booming voice to Di Jiang beside her.
"Big brother, look at that golden guy. His physical strength is not bad. He made that so-called Dongwanggong vomit blood with one claw."
Dijiang nodded slightly, his gaze deep and unfathomable.
"Is this the Pixiu, the ferocious beast that the creatures of Buzhou Mountain have been talking about? It is said to be greedy for wealth and treasures, even plucking feathers from passing geese. Seeing it today, it is indeed domineering."
"However, as long as he doesn't provoke our witch clan, let him be."