The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 784 - 327: Thunder Space

Despite being perplexed by the sudden appearance of these individuals, and questioning how they could roam so freely within the Zixiao Palace, the All Saints still retained their iron-clad Dao Hearts, calmly offering salutations to Taoist Ancestor Hong Jun on the platform, "Disciples pay respects to Master, may the Master’s holy life be boundless!"

Upon hearing this, Hong Jun barely even lifted his eyelids, simply waving his hand gently, "Dispense with the formalities!"

The All Saints stood up and seated themselves cross-legged on the cushions below the platform according to their seniority, while Wang Shu and Jade Lotus made their way directly behind Yang Mei and sat down.

The ever-impatient Tongtian Sect Leader was just about to inquire about the purpose of summoning everyone, when the strikingly unusual young man at the forefront of the group of Confucian scholars knelt before Tongtian and shouted excitedly, "Disciple Kong Xuan, pays respect to Master!"

Meanwhile, the group led by thirteen individuals in golden robes also came excitedly before the Earth Queen Houtu, kneeling and bowing like pushing a golden mountain and toppling a jade pillar, "Great Witch Hou Yi of the Witch Tribe, along with our tribespeople, pays respects to Ancestor Witch Houtu!"

Both the Tongtian Sect Leader and the Earth Queen were taken aback by this sudden salutation, looking somewhat bewildered at these two overwhelming groups of people.

"Kong Xuan, isn’t Kong Xuan a disciple of Qingmingzi? Which Kong Xuan are you? And why are you worshipping me?"

"Ancestor Witch Hou Yi has been studying archery deeply in Netherworld, so why do you impersonate, old man?"

Hong Jun, Yang Mei, and Xuanhu laughed, the All Saints were dumbfounded, and both groups of Cultivators, distinguished by different attire and cultivation bases, were equally stunned.

Kong Xuan was the first to recover, slightly bewildered for a moment before explaining with a smile, "Master is unaware; whether it’s the Small World, Central Heaven World, or the Great Thousand World, they all exist within the same Universe Chaos Cosmos. And the Universe Chaos Cosmos has experienced two Great Destructions. Pangu’s Great Thousand World and half of the Central Heaven World have been destroyed twice."

"What?"

The sudden unveiling of such secrets caused a great shock among the All Saints, feeling as if a swarm of bees was buzzing in their minds.

The Tongtian Sect Leader caught on, a glint flashing in his eyes, "You mean to say..."

Golden Robe Jinzhou picked up the conversation, nodding, "Each Great Destruction is referred to as an Epoch, and this companion and I belong to the chaos cosmos of the First Epoch!"

"What? No way!" Netherworld Sect Leader Minghe exclaimed, "If the Great Thousand World of Pangu from the First Epoch was destroyed, then how did you survive?"

Jinzhou pondered briefly and replied, "After the Witch Demon War, the Witch Tribe gradually declined. To preserve our lineage, I obeyed Earth Queen’s orders, leading some of our tribesmen to travel the Path to Heaven, spreading our bloodline far and wide, hoping for the resurgence of our tribe one day!"

On the other hand, Kong Xuan spoke differently, "My situation is slightly different. During the third Calamity of the First Epoch, in the Battle for Divine Enthronement, Western Zhunti converted eighty percent of our Jie Sect disciples into the Western Teachings. Struggling desperately, I barely managed to escape and rooted myself in the Central Heaven World, managing to survive!"

"What, the Battle for Divine Enthronement? Zhunti converted my Jie Sect disciples?" Upon hearing this, the Tongtian Sect Leader’s voice grew louder, his aura swelling uncontrollably furious, glaring menacingly at Jieyin Buddha.

Jieyin Buddha looked distressed and waved his hands, "Why must you look at me this way, fellow Daoist? This Third Epoch has only spanned two Calamities, even if I wanted to convert your Jie Sect disciples, I lack the power to do so!"

"Hmph!" Laozi couldn’t stand it any longer and snorted lightly, causing Tongtian to tremble, and finally suppressed the overwhelming holy might.

"Alright, as for the origins of Hou Yi and Kong Xuan, you will discuss them later! Now, let’s talk about the Chasing Daoists!" Taoist Hong Jun, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, his dull, unclear eyes blurring the distinction between the iris and the white.

Everyone’s expression turned solemn, seated upright, all ears.

"According to the news brought by Kong Xuan, it’ll only take about three hundred more years for Qingmingzi and others to breakthrough the Ancient Road, and the Chasing Daoists will also arrive as scheduled!" Looking at the silent All Saints, Hong Jun continued, "Or perhaps, they might arrive on the Huaxia Land even earlier!"

"Good! After preparing for so many years, we will ensure they come but never return!" Tongtian Sect Leader’s eyes flashed brilliantly upon hearing this, the Four Immortal Slaying Swords behind him seeming to sense his intent, buzzing resonantly, their murderous intent and sword intent merging, breaking through the Nine Heavens, thrusting towards the universe.

"Yes, we’ve waited too long!" Zhen Yuanzi’s body was wrapped in the earthen yellow force of Earth Rules, rising and ebbing like the evolving lands.

Watching the battle-ready group of saints, Hong Jun’s turbid eyes twinkled, unknown thoughts flickering within.

...

This is a world immersed in darkness, filled with various intense thunder and lightning.

In a golden sea of thunder, a cultivator, charred and disheveled, is half-lying on a gleaming foot-long Spiritual Treasure, shuttling invisibly fast through the dense, raindrop-like lightning.

His expression was somewhat pained, yet his eyes revealed unparalleled determination. His flight seemed somewhat frantic, but the Spiritual Treasure moved as if it had eyes of its own, weaving through the dense, chaotic thunder space, narrowly avoiding the occasional thunderbolts aimed at him.

How could he possibly be struck? This senseless and disoriented flight, or rather escape, had been practiced countless times by Li Qingming in this terrifying space; this was just one of many instances.

Li Qingming had just disappeared into the golden thunderous ocean when a fiercely angry voice came from the distant void. The voice was deep and explosive, accompanied by the roaring of thunderstorms.

With the roar, the golden sea of thunder violently churned and space became disordered. Countless white lightning bolts squeezed out from the golden sea, slowly transforming into a white giant snake, several yards thick and nearly fifty yards long.

This white thunder snake bellowed, its nine spiral horns atop its head crackling with electric arcs, and its long body shimmered with Mysterious Tao runes radiating splendid light.

However, its swaying tail faintly bore scorched marks, and just above its critical seven-inch area, a patch of scale was of a tender pink color, seemingly newly grown.

"Sss~~ Sss~~"

The snake flicked its tongue, transforming into a lightning streak, and vanished into the golden sea, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

From afar, hearing the hiss of the giant snake and feeling the immense pressure gradually approaching, Li Qingming was on the verge of tears.

Since being sucked into this crack that had suddenly appeared, Li Qingming felt as though countless lightning bolts had struck his body, but he had fainted before he could thoroughly observe.

When he woke up, not only was his body badly damaged but his Primordial Spirit had also been heavily injured. He had wanted to meditate right there to recover, but out of nowhere a powerful snake, at the peak state of Heavenly Dao, suddenly appeared and swallowed him whole.

Had it not been for the Bitter Bamboo Divine Spear in his hand, already advanced to Heavenly Dao Treasure, creating a tear just above the snake’s critical spot, he would have already become nourishment for the snake.

Left with no choice, Li Qingming had to flee in panic, swallowing Elixirs to heal his injuries while searching for a way out of this space.

"Sss~~~"

As the familiar hissing grew closer, Li Qingming’s heart raced with increasingly urgency, thinking about his unmatched presence in Pangu’s Great Thousand World and myriad Middle Heaven Worlds, only to encounter such an abnormal creature now—how fickle is the world.

"Boom!"

A silvery blaze shot from the distant void, forming a circle, trapping Li Qingming inside, with white electric arcs drifting outside, furiously pulsating, extraordinarily dazzling in this pitch-black space, making this vast thunder space seem boundless and without any light to compare with the blaze.

"Damn, it still caught up!" Li Qingming cursed softly, summoning the Bitter Bamboo Spear shrouded in purple mist, infusing it with both space and time rules, and stabbed at the white blaze in front of him.

Aided by the two types of rule powers, the spear’s might surged instantaneously. The Rule Power formed a dragon-shaped energy shield around the spear, and the giant dragon charged forward fiercely, slashing at the electric arc-enveloped blaze.

"Sss sss~~~"

A hissing sound came, and the white giant snake appeared right before the blaze, spitting out holy, snow-like lightning.

This lightning intertwined with various divine rule chains, featuring blood-red Fire Element Rules, black fog-like Death Rules, and golden Time Rules... Various Great Dao rules merged into a thundering bolt.

"Holy crap, Transformation Power!" Li Qingming was shocked, not expecting this beast to have grasped such a heaven-defying magic. How could he even fight against this?!

Indeed, as soon as the Rule Power surrounding the Bitter Bamboo Spear touched the holy thunder, it melted like ice and snow, turning into liquid and then slowly evaporating into gas, merging into the Void Tao and disappearing into nothing.

Li Qingming hurriedly retrieved his Bitter Bamboo Spear, not willing to let this sole Heavenly Dao Treasure turn into Rule Power and return to the Great Dao.

"What do I do, what do I do..." Watching the approaching lightning, beads of sweat formed on Li Qingming’s forehead.

Suddenly, a resplendent Mystic Yellow Light burst from his body, devouring the approaching lightning, transforming it into boundless Life Rule Power, nourishing Li Qingming’s injured body and Primordial Spirit.

"Sss~~ Sss~~"

The white giant snake, flicking its tongue, roamed restlessly within the blaze, puzzled by what was happening.

Li Qingming watched the energy fluctuations automatically emanating from his body, suddenly recalling the Xuanhuang Crystal and Spirit of All Worlds’ Origin Power he had refined years ago. After so many years of silence, it had finally activated today and saved his life!

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