Chapter 1 An Uninvited Guest

Listening to the old Daoist's calm yet domineering words, Qiao Moke raised an eyebrow, a sense of gravity rising in his heart.

"What virtues or abilities do I, Qiao, possess to dare call myself the Son of Heaven?"

Qiao Moke waved his hand, suppressing the uproar among his subordinates, including Qin Honghai, and coldly looked at the old Daoist:

"What about living, and what about dying? If the Daoist wants to be my enemy, please speak plainly."

"Be your enemy?"

The old Daoist seemed to have heard something extremely funny, and a hint of a smile appeared on his indifferent face, "You truly overestimate yourself!"

His eyes rippled, as if he were watching an ant waving its claws in front of Mount Sumeru, which was utterly ridiculous.

"Words cannot stir my emotions. If you are here to mock me, then forgive me for not keeping you company!"

A trace of anger rose in Qiao Moke's heart, but he still managed to suppress it, only his attitude became increasingly cold.

On the contrary, the group of servants behind him, Qin Honghai and others, had flushed faces and were furious. If Qiao Moke hadn't signaled them, they would have burst into curses.

"Mortals are foolish, ignorant yet not ashamed but rather self-satisfied. Someone with the countenance of the Son of Heaven like you should have been a hero among men, but unfortunately, you have been praised for many years and lost your sense of awe."

The old Daoist sighed softly, "But you don't know, the moment you saw me, your life was no longer your own."

Whoosh~

Invisible sound waves spread, but the words he uttered shone brightly, each word like a bushel, flickering and spreading, actually transforming into invisible runes, crisscrossing and enveloping the entire Zhenhai King's Mansion.

Qiao Moke and the others' expressions changed, and they only felt that in an instant, the entire Zhenhai King's Mansion had been shrouded in scattered light.

Everyone looked around, only to feel the world turned upside down. The Zhenhai King's Mansion seemed to have become a forbidden place, and the scattered light was actually flowing out from between five towering, mountain-like fingers.

Before his voice even landed, the entire Zhenhai King's Mansion had been grasped in his palm.

Rumble!

What followed was a huge, lasting rumbling sound, the buzzing sound emitted by the breaking of the Zhenhai King's Mansion's restrictive arrays.

Boom!

Boom!

Inside and outside the Zhenhai King's Mansion, booms echoed, and countless servants, guards, and retainers were all shaken out of their houses, looking at the giant finger that blocked out the sun, all their hair standing on end.

The Zhenhai King's Mansion was actually held in someone's palm?!

How was this possible?

Swoosh swoosh swoosh~~~

Immediately, figures soared into the sky from the King's Mansion, but in an instant, they fell from the sky as if hitting an iron plate, smashing countless artificial hills, plants, and floors.

For a time, the entire Zhenhai King's Mansion was in an uproar.

"What happened? This is..."

Lonely Moon Zen Master woke up from meditation, looked at the changing light and shadow around her, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Celestial Dharma Body?!"

Her heart was filled with unspeakable shock.

This scene was very similar to the legendary Dharma Body that could only be condensed by those who transcended the Nine Revolutions of the Golden Core and the Three Refinements of the Primordial Spirit, a legendary existence of the immortal and divine level!

It was said that those who had condensed the Dharma Body could catch stars in the nine heavens, capture dragons in the four seas, and seize life from heaven and earth.

After the great changes tens of thousands of years ago, was there still such an existence in this world?

"Little brother!"

"Your Highness, be careful!"

"Not good, run!"

The Zhenhai King's Mansion was turned upside down, and countless pavilions and buildings collapsed and shattered as the array restrictions were broken.

Qiao Ci'er strode between the various mansions, protecting her younger brother and mother behind her.

Only then did she look at the giant face that held the entire Zhenhai King's Mansion in its palm, and an unbelievable feeling arose in her heart.

This, this was actually a Primordial Spirit Dharma Body?!

The many people outside the Zhenhai King's Mansion all changed color, looking in horror at the giant face that blotted out the sky, their hearts filled with disbelief.

With just a flip of the hand, there was such divine power. Who exactly was this person?

"Ee ah ah."

Inside and outside the Zhenhai King's Mansion, everyone was shocked, but the little guy held in Qiao Ci'er's arms kept waving his chubby little hands, as if talking to the Bodhi seed in his hand.

"This person..."

Qiao Moke's long hair and clothes fluttered, unable to conceal the solemn and terrified look in his eyes.

In this instant, he was like a child facing a tiger that had become a demon. A tremor that surpassed his temperament and came from his soul arose spontaneously, rendering him unable to move for a time.

He seemed to be completely suppressed.

"Just what kind of person is this..."

Qin Honghai's heart was hairy. From his position, he could see the outside world.

The Zhenhai King's Mansion was turned upside down, but the residences across the street were completely unaware. Some people even passed by as if they could not see anything.

This kind of power was more than just bizarre.

Where did the King offend such a terrifying enemy?

"Not here..."

Lifting the Zhenhai King's Mansion with one hand and 'pouring' everyone out of the houses, a trace of surprise flashed across the old Daoist's face.

He seemed surprised at how deeply the 'false god' was hidden.

Whoosh whoosh!

Surging air currents spread continuously in the Zhenhai King's Mansion. It was a hurricane stirred up by the old Daoist's tyrannical will. The Bodhi tree swayed in the wind, and the fat golden cicada bit the branches tightly, afraid of being blown away by the wind.

While the old Daoist overlooked the Zhenhai King's Mansion, An Qisheng in the Bodhi tree was naturally watching him as well.

"He's the one spying on Lincheng... A god, a god of this world..."

An Qisheng said to himself.

He had sensed it when the Giant Spirit God statue was invited out of the Zhenhai King's Mansion, sensing that someone was spying on Lincheng. That was why he did not stop the Giant Spirit God from spontaneously counterattacking Zhao Changlin.

It was all to see who was spying in the dark.

At this time, separated by only a few hundred feet, the old Daoist could not find him, but he could see the strangeness of this old Daoist.

Beneath that decayed and aging body, there was a pure and powerful Primordial Spirit.

It was far more powerful than anyone he had seen in this world.

If what the little ghost under the command of Impermanence of the Netherworld Palace said about the decline of powerhouses and the severing of Dao techniques after 'Phoenix Emperor's crusade against Heaven' was true, then the origin of this person was self-evident.

Imperial Heaven Emperor Court?

"Just who are you?"

Qiao Moke took a step forward, his blood energy and mana surging behind him, transforming into the shadows of dragons and elephants coiling around each other, a powerful aura soaring into the sky:

"What is your enmity with me?!"

What Lonely Moon Zen Master and others could see, Qiao Moke, who was in the forefront, would naturally not be unable to see. However, this person clearly came with ill intentions. Even if he knew, what could he do?

If he didn't want to be captured without a fight, he could only fight with all his strength!

He stepped down, the shadows of dragons and elephants intertwined in mid-air, dancing and roaring wildly, giving rise to boundless power.

Boom!

At the same time that Qiao Moke's aura erupted, the many experts gathered in the Zhenhai King's Mansion also stepped out together.

Some were in mid-air, some came on foot, but all of them burst out their auras towards the place where Qiao Moke was, transforming into various phantoms guarding the dragons and elephants.

Faintly, there was even the sound of clashing weapons, and they had formed a battle formation with Qiao Moke as the leader.

Invisible battle Qi flowed in all directions, but it was blocked by that seemingly thin layer of divine light, constantly tumbling and surging.

"Stop!"

Amidst the surging battle Qi, Lonely Moon Zen Master came through the air, blocking Qiao Moke's path, shaking her head at him with a solemn expression.

Only then did she turn around, looking at the old Daoist face that blotted out the sky: "The Emperor has severed the path to Heaven in the mortal realm, deities are not allowed to pass through both realms, how dare you do this?!"

What had happened in the past, Lonely Moon Zen Master did not know, but she had seen some records in the Buddhist scriptures.

After that earth-shattering change, heaven and earth were separated, the Earth Immortal Dao and the Celestial Dao could no longer communicate, the path of cultivation in the mortal realm was cut off, and the powerhouses of the Celestial Realm could not easily descend to the lower realm.

Whoosh~

As soon as she spoke, the old Daoist's gaze moved slightly: "An offshoot of the Sumeru Buddhist sect? To know the 'Covenant of the Sages', your inheritance has some origin..."

The divine voice revealed was no longer the same as before.

As if he had been seen through, he no longer concealed himself. His words fell like the Milky Way pouring down. Under the pressure of the vast divine light, Qiao Moke and the others only felt a shock to their bodies.

Even the battle formation they had formed almost collapsed.

Immediately, their hearts were greatly horrified!

The old Daoist in front of them was actually the legendary 'god' whose existence was unknown?

Qiao Moke's body trembled, as if carrying a mountain on his back, his bones groaning under the unbearable weight.

The Dragon Elephant Great Golden Core was revered for its power, but at this time, he could not even withstand the gaze of the Daoist.

Did gods really exist in this world?!

"Another god?!"

Qin Honghai, who was behind Qiao Moke and jointly formed the battle formation, was shocked. Unlike others who were dubious, he deeply believed in the existence of gods.

At this time, seeing the Daoist admit it, his heart could not help but 'thump': Could this god be here for the Giant Spirit God?

"Since a divine being has descended into this world, how can you casually slaughter us mortals?"

Lonely Moon Zen Master's voice was distorted, but she gritted her teeth and spoke under the gaze of that indifferent and cold gaze.

"It is clearly a demon slaughtering 'protected species', encountered by this god, who is subduing the demons and saving their souls..."

The old Daoist lowered his eyes and overlooked them, suddenly letting out a laugh, his expression wanton and indifferent.

With a movement of his hand, his five fingers pressed down like mountains, as if to destroy everything:

"What does that have to do with this god?"