Chapter 1364

"Perhaps it's because we haven't used our full strength yet, so we don't have enough power?" Jin Tong was unwilling to give up.

"If we were to use our full strength against each other, even if we could break through the space, we might not be able to guarantee that we wouldn't be injured. It would be troublesome if they caught up to us again." Han Li shook his head.

"What's with this stupid formation? I can't even find a single flaw. It's like a tiger trying to eat the sky. I don't know where to start." Jin Tong scratched his head and said helplessly.

"A tiger trying to eat the sky …" Han Li's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard that. He rubbed his palms together.

Jin Tong's eyes flickered with doubt when he heard that, but he immediately came to a realization.

"You're saying that I can use the power of my Law of Devouring to devour the entire void and pull the barrier into it?"

"That's right.

After all, this formation was established within this expanse of space, so it's inextricably connected to the surrounding space. If you were to devour the surrounding space, the formation would definitely be affected as well, and it wouldn't be difficult for you to break it, "Han Li said with a nod.

"It's not difficult to devour the void if I fully activate my Law of Devouring. It's just that it's best not to be interrupted along the way. Otherwise, the corrosion from the Heavenly Dao will be even more severe," Jin Tong said.

"Don't worry, just focus on devouring the void. I'll guarantee that you won't be disturbed," Han Li casually glanced around and said indifferently.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Tong shot out from behind him and headed towards a corner of the grand formation.

Along the way, the golden light on his body suddenly surged, and he directly revealed his true form as a Gold Devouring Bug. He opened his mouth and bit at the void, and a golden chaotic vortex began to slowly spin in his mouth.

At that moment, the void suddenly collapsed toward Jin Tong like a cellar that had been emptied.

When Han Li saw this, a smile appeared on his face.

Outside the formation, Zi Shan and the others wore solemn and hesitant expressions.

Meng Yuan let out a long sigh and said, "The biggest mistake this time is the Gold Devouring Immortal, who has just regained his position as a Dao Ancestor …"

"What's the point of spouting nonsense?" Zhu Yan reprimanded.

"Daoist Zi Shan, what do you think? Should we fight or not?" Dong Li Hu pondered for a moment and asked the lady in purple.

As soon as she said this, Zhu Yan and the other two also looked at her, waiting for her to make a decision.

"If he really escapes, none of us will be able to bear the punishment of the Honorable Ones." Zi Shan took a deep breath and said.

Dong Li Hu nodded and made a hand seal, pressing on the light screen in front of him.

The light barrier immediately wriggled as if a layer of ripples had appeared on it. Then, he took a step forward and entered the formation.

Meng Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the void below him, as if he did not intend to enter immediately.

"Even if the four of us join hands, we do not have absolute confidence in winning against those two people. I'll say the ugly words first. If anyone dares to cower and advance and is unwilling to put in your true effort, you can forget about leaving unscathed even if you manage to survive." Zi Shan's voice suddenly turned cold as she spoke.

Zhu Yan glanced at Meng Yuan with eyes filled with disdain and was the second to enter the grand formation.

Zi Shan and Meng Yuan followed closely and entered the grand formation one after another.

Han Li, who was millions of miles away, sensed the fluctuations and changes over there. He sneered and said, "Finally willing to show yourself?

Then let's try. "

After saying this, his sleeves fluttered, and golden light flashed inside. Electric arcs were like tides, roaring incessantly.

…

Heavenly Palace Continent.

Outside the Jasper Pool, a large number of celestials entered the venue one after another. Under the guidance of the celestial children and palace maids from the Heavenly Court, they took their seats one after another.

Although celestial music was playing and there were celestial fairies dancing, the atmosphere of the venue was still somewhat solemn.

Apart from a few familiar celestials, those who were close to each other gathered together to discuss matters in low voices. Most of the people sat quietly on the futons, either resting with their eyes closed or admiring the beautiful figures of the fairies, quietly waiting for their masters to arrive.

In the central area of the venue, most of the celestial cultivation sects that had a close relationship with the Heavenly Court were seated. They often had extremely good relationships with the Celestial Palaces of the various domains, and usually had cultivators from their sects who held positions in the Celestial Palaces.

Although the two Grand Elders of the Great Luo Realm from the same Dharma Sect and the Cang Rong Mountain were not sitting together, they were conversing with each other in their hearts.

"Sui Gu, was your journey here safe?" One of the middle-aged men in a green robe asked.

"It was fine … but I heard that many of our fellow cultivators were attacked on the way and died.

Among them was Huliang, who we both know … "The old man in a brocade robe called Sui Gu said with lingering fear.

"Did you see the battle outside the East, South, and West Heavenly Gates?

I'm afraid the Samsara Temple is going to lay their cards on the table and fight to the death with the Heavenly Court, "the man in a green robe continued.

"The Samsara Temple Master is quite a character, but this time he's a little too hasty. He chose to attack the Heavenly Court at this time. To put it nicely, he's trying to accomplish the task in one go, but to put it bluntly, he's trying to light a lantern in a manger …" Sui Gu realized that he had said something wrong halfway, so he immediately stopped and smiled awkwardly.

"I guess the Heavenly Court is also full of anger. This time, they want to use the power of the people attending the meeting to destroy the Samsara Temple.

Since we've taken advantage of them, why don't we put in some effort? "The man in a green robe did not mind and continued.

"We'll just fish in troubled waters. Cultivation is not easy … We'd better protect ourselves first," Sui Gu said.

"Speaking of which, the battle between the Supreme Master and the Samsara Temple Master is a rare occasion. I'm actually looking forward to it …" The man in a green robe unfurled his brows and smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, they suddenly heard a noise coming from the back of the hall.

The two of them looked back at the same time and were instantly stunned.

On the white jade passageway in the center of the venue, a thin Daoist in a black and white Daoist robe was leading a tall man in a black robe and a veiled bamboo hat that completely concealed his face toward the front of the venue.

"Hey, who is this? He's so arrogant that he wants Qing Qiu Zhenren to see him off?"

"He doesn't dare to show his face. Wait, this outfit, could it be …"

"Could it be that person?"

"Impossible!

How dare he come, and he's alone?

Does he want to die? "

"Hehe, if it's really him, why wouldn't he dare to come?

By the way, I heard that the Supreme Master Xuanyuan Jie has died. It's most likely this person's doing … "

"Tsk, tsk. This Bodhi Banquet is going to be lively!"

"To dare to secretly compete with the Heavenly Court for so many years, your courage is indeed extraordinary!"

…

As the two of them moved forward, sounds of astonishment and exclamations of surprise resounded incessantly along the way, and the sounds of discussion rose and fell. There were even many people who were shocked and stood up successively. Some had expressions of anger, some staggered back, and so on and so forth.

"Samsara Temple Master …" Sui Gu's expression changed dramatically as he murmured.

The man in a green robe turned pale and kept his eyes fixed on the man.

Although the Samsara Temple Master had never shown his face and rarely appeared in the world, his whereabouts had always been one of the most secretive things in the entire Realm of True Immortals. However, those who could appear in the main hall were not ordinary people. Naturally, they could recognize him by his clothes and the aura he exuded.

Upon hearing Sui Gu's words, everyone, regardless of whether they knew the Samsara Temple Master or not, turned to look at him in unison. Even Clear Autumn Immortal, who was leading the way, felt pressured. A few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The Samsara Temple Master seemed to be unaware of this. He paid no attention to the chaos around him and did not even spare a glance at them. He just followed behind Qing Qiu Zhenren.

"Samsara Temple Master, how dare you come here?" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the front of the hall.

Yu Menghan's expression changed when she heard this. She looked up at Immortal Cangwu, who was not far away. She wondered why such a good-tempered elder would suddenly fly into a rage.

Beside her, her Master, Meng Po, also looked at the black-robed man with a bamboo hat.

Qing Qiu Zhenren felt a headache coming on.

Back then, Immortal Cangwu had no descendants. He only had a true disciple whom he regarded as his own.

When he was working in the Candle Heaven Palace, he had been ordered to hunt down Gan Jiuzhen and even forced him into a desperate situation. However, Gan Jiuzhen had luckily escaped in the end.

After that, without Gan Jiuzhen's knowledge, the Samsara Temple Master sent Tan Lang, one of the Eight Sons of Samsara, to attack the Candle Heaven Celestial Palace. He killed every single Immortal Ambassador in the palace, including the only son of Immortal Cangwu.

That incident had become an unsolved case. Apart from the Samsara Temple Master, no one knew why the Samsara Temple would do such a bloody thing without warning.

From then on, Immortal Cangwu and the Samsara Temple became sworn enemies. He was bent on killing Tan Lang and the Samsara Temple Master. The horrible scar on Tan Lang's face was left by Immortal Cangwu.

The Samsara Temple Master glanced at Immortal Cangwu, whose aura had suddenly skyrocketed.

He asked, "May I know who you are?"

Immortal Cangwu trembled uncontrollably when he heard this. He was so angry that his body suddenly shone with a crimson light. The pressure of a Tao Ancestor was unmistakable. He was ready to fight the Samsara Temple Master to the death.

"Fellow Immortal Cangwu, don't …"

Meng Po, who was protecting Yu Menghan behind her, reminded her.

However, Immortal Cangwu did not listen to her. He took a big step forward and the entire Jade Lake shook.

"Fellow Immortal Cangwu, the Samsara Temple Master is a guest invited by the Supreme Master. You must not cause trouble here." Qing Qiu Zhenren had no choice but to bite the bullet and stand in the middle.

Immortal Cangwu's eyes were burning with anger. Blue veins popped on his forehead. He squeezed out two words through gritted teeth.

"Get out of the way …"

Qing Qiu Zhenren did not leave. Instead, he frowned and his expression darkened.

"Fellow Immortal Cangwu, please calm down …" At this moment, a majestic voice rang out from the sky. It reverberated throughout the Jade Lake Scenic Spot like a huge bell.

Everyone's expressions turned solemn when they heard the voice. They looked toward the sky in unison.

Immortal Cangwu's body stiffened. He slowly unclenched his fists in his sleeves and slowly turned around.

Behind the seven tables by the Clarity Lake, clouds danced in the sky, golden lotuses surged on the ground, and the fragrance of orchids filled the air. Several figures appeared out of thin air.

In the middle was a middle-aged man with a jade-like face, slender eyes, and a long black beard. He sat on a wheelchair that seemed to be carved from white jade. He was Gu Huajin, the Time Dao Ancestor.

He wore a wide white robe that hung in front of his wheelchair. A golden ribbon was tied around his waist, and a nine-dragon jade pendant hung slightly to his right. There was also a golden tassel hanging next to it.

To his left stood an old woman in red with a crane head cane in her hand. She had a head of bright red hair, and her face was crisscrossed with wrinkles that seemed to have been carved out by knives and axes. She seemed old, but her expression was fierce and murderous.

She was none other than Chi Meng's ancestor, the Fire Dao Ancestor, Chi Rong.