Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer-Chapter 440 - 439: The True Target Is the Qilin Emperor, Ksitigarbha Appears!

Chapter 440: Chapter 439: The True Target Is the Qilin Emperor, Ksitigarbha Appears!

"Did she intentionally lure out the Ancient Qilin Emperor?"

Yellow Eyebrow’s face showed shock, but he couldn’t help but frown:

"But why does she think she can kill the Ancient Qilin Emperor?"

"Let alone, now it’s she who is surrounded!"

Yellow Eyebrow couldn’t figure it out.

Until Future Buddha said in a deep voice: "What if there are Quasi-Saints lying in ambush?"

Yellow Eyebrow was stunned: "More Quasi-Saints? Who could it be?"

Future Buddha calmly said: "Whoever desperately needs the Qilin Holy Blood to heal their Taoist injuries, naturally, that’s who."

Yellow Eyebrow pondered for a long time, suddenly widened his eyes, and belatedly exclaimed:

"Ksitigarbha!"

After mentioning this name, he couldn’t help but frown:

"But even if Ksitigarbha joins, it’s still difficult to directly reverse the situation, right?"

"Although the Qilin Emperor is weak among the Quasi-Saints, he still has that Demon Ancestor Ancient Bell and the assistance of the Demon Race’s Demon Venerable."

"Even if the two are no match for Ksitigarbha and Great Ming King’s joint forces, retreating intact shouldn’t be difficult, right?"

Quasi-Saints compete for the Saint’s seat.

They inherently exude a Saint’s aura.

Thus, their life force is incredibly tenacious and terrifying.

Through reading Ancient History.

Records of Quasi-Saints being single-handedly killed are few.

Generally speaking, the fall of a Quasi-Saint either involves a Heavenly Dao calamity.

Or they are killed by a multi-party conspiracy.

But this two-on-two does not fit the above conditions.

So Yellow Eyebrow still could not comprehend, how could the Ancient Qilin Emperor fall?

To this, Future Buddha snorted coldly:

"What two-on-two?"

"The Demon Race is cunning, and Demon Venerable Chong Lou is no exception."

"Moreover, he has no old grudges with Great Ming King Peacock!"

"In fact, ever since he bestowed his Demon Heart to that descendant of Nuwa, he has been desperately needing a Quasi-Saint Heart to regain his strength and compete for the Saint seat!"

"And among the world’s Quasi-Saint hearts, what could compare to the Qilin Sacred Heart?"

Future Buddha couldn’t help but sigh at this point.

"This Great Ming King Peacock, who usually seems to have no ambitions, had actually long been planning and plotting for the Qilin Blood."

"It seems she also wants to compete for the Saint’s seat..."

Future Buddha furrowed his brows, deep in thought.

Yellow Eyebrow was dumbfounded upon hearing this, and only after a long time did he murmur:

"Great Ming King needs Qilin Blood, Ksitigarbha needs Qilin Bone, Demon Venerable Chong Lou wants the Qilin Sacred Heart."

"So everything in Jambudvipa Continent wasn’t intended to help a Great Roc avenge its family."

"One could say from the moment Great Ming King Peacock left Western Heaven, it was to lure out the Ancient Qilin Emperor who had been in seclusion for a million years!"

"What a brilliant scheme!"

Yellow Eyebrow was shocked, for the first time directly sensing the intrigue among the Quasi-Saints.

"But Buddha, there’s still one thing I don’t understand."

"Do you think Golden Cicada knew about this plan against the Ancient Qilin Emperor?" Yellow Eyebrow asked curiously.

"Most likely not."

Future Buddha replied: "Great Ming King Peacock was restoring her strength, aiming for a Saint seat in the Mortal World. If Golden Cicada knew, how could he tolerate another competitor?"

At this point, Future Buddha also sighed.

"When Great Ming King left Western Heaven, I felt something was off, yet I couldn’t pinpoint where it was off."

"Only with the arrival of the Ancient Qilin Emperor did I realize belatedly."

"Alas, now, there’s another competitor."

He looked on helplessly.

Yellow Eyebrow couldn’t help but say: "If that’s the case, why doesn’t Buddha intervene and stop it?"

Future Buddha shook his head: "It’s too late."

"And there’s no need."

"Who can say for certain that others aren’t scheming for my emergence?"

Yellow Eyebrow was taken aback, hurriedly bowed: "Disciple was rash."

...

...

On the other side.

Great Qin Celestial Court.

The Quasi-Saint battle in the Southern Immortal Realm had been ongoing for several days and nights.

Ghost Valley Master, who had been deducing the outcome of the battle, once again hurried to the Black Celestial Palace.

"Ksitigarbha has appeared!"

Ghost Valley Master’s tone was extremely solemn. He bowed, standing in the grand and majestic Black Celestial Palace, his already empty eyes gazing at the silhouette at the highest point, feeling somewhat ashamed.

As the State Preceptor of Great Qin.

His Feng Shui Divination Skill was considered top tier in the world.

Yet this time, regarding the battle in the Southern Immortal Realm, his predictions went awry.

Deep within the Celestial Palace, that silhouette murmured: "So this time’s Quasi-Saint battle, it seems to target Great Ming King Peacock, but actually, it’s aimed at the Ancient Qilin Emperor?"

"Correct."

Ghost Valley Master asked: "Your Majesty, should we intervene?"

The mighty figure, revered as the Ancestral Dragon by the world, shook his head: "It’s too late, they have prepared so well, there’s no guarantee they haven’t left room to respond, let them be."

He stood with hands behind, speaking casually, yet always presenting only his back.

Ghost Valley Master sighed: "If that’s the case, the wounds Ksitigarbha received in the Underworld dispute should find remedy."

He spoke with a tone of remorse.

In truth, all these years, he had been watching Ksitigarbha’s movements.

Yet he still missed something.

Nevertheless, the Ancestral Dragon didn’t seem to care much, speaking lightly:

"Once I merge with Ying Gou, regardless of Ksitigarbha’s healing, it will be useless."

"The Saint position in the Underworld can only be mine."

"There is no other choice!"

The Celestial Palace was vast, the Ancestral Dragon’s voice even vaster, dominating as if the heavens and earth were beneath his feet.

"Indeed!" Ghost Valley Master bowed in agreement, his eyes full of admiration for that silhouette.

Ghost Valley Master believed.

That person would not only be the emperor of Great Qin.

He would also be the emperor of all creation!

...

... 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

On the other side.

The Quasi-Saint battle had already spread to the Twenty-Ninth Heaven.

The starry sky here was also shattered.

The blood and battle flames of Quasi-Saints boiled alike, making the long night bright.

Great Ming King’s Five-Colored Divine Light remained terrifying, yet under the ceaseless bombardment of countless demon shadows and the Demon Ancestor Ancient Bell, Great Ming King also found it taxing.

The Ancient Qilin Emperor seized the opportunity, several times attacking during gaps, breaking through the divine light, and wounding Great Ming King’s true form.

Even dulling her feathers somewhat.

Another massive offensive.

Great Ming King once again exposed a flaw.

"Now’s the time!"

The Ancient Qilin Emperor seized the moment, launching out with a roar, his bloody maw opening like a Celestial Abyss, intending to devour Great Ming King’s flesh directly.

But at this critical juncture.

A sky pillar descended from above!

No.

To be precise.

That was a beast’s leg, seemingly heavier than Buzhou Mountain.

The beast’s leg violently stomped down.

Terrifying power crushed the void into fragments.

"Huh?"

The Ancient Qilin Emperor was, after all, a Quasi-Saint, reacting swiftly.

As the beast’s leg stomped, he retaliated with his Qilin Leg.

That beast’s leg, heavy as a collapsing sky, was directly shaken back into the heavens.

But before the Ancient Qilin Emperor could relax.

A Golden Swastika Buddha Seal, wrapped in Nether Green Fire, blasted out from the void.

The Ancient Qilin Emperor’s expression drastically changed, hastily using the Demon Bell to block, but was still blasted away.

He rose in the starry sky, face full of fury, glared at the figure ahead, growling fiercely:

"Ksitigarbha!"