I Will Transmigrate In 10 Days; Fortunately I Have A Cultivation Emulator - Chapter 403
403 The Saint Took Action
Below the God-Naming Platform…
Zhao Hao’s brows furrowed.
An unprecedented sense of danger made Zhao Hao’s hair stand on end.
Zhao Hao looked around, but didn’t see anyone who was going to make a move.
Furthermore, this was the capital of the Great Shang. With the golden dragon of fate overseeing the place, there was no way for a Golden Immortal to make a move.
“What exactly is going on?”
Not only Zhao Hao, even Wen Zhong and Yuan Hong had ugly expressions on their faces as they broke out in a cold sweat.
The next moment, three rays of overwhelming might and light fell on the capital.
At that moment, Zhao Hao felt like he was going to die.
However, at this moment, a green sword light flew down from the nine heavens.
It slashed at the three rays of light with extreme precision.
The Three-Treasure Jade Ruyi was directly slashed out and floated in the void.
“Red Flower, White Lotus Root, Green Lotus Leaf, so the three religions are one family.”
“Senior Brother, how can you disobey the rules and attack personally? Do you still have the face of a Saint? ”
The green sword light eventually turned into an immortal sword.
The sword was three feet, six inches, and five centimeters long. The body of the sword and the scabbard were completely black, and the body of the sword was engraved with a clear floating duckweed.
A bull-riding Daoist priest slowly appeared in the capital.
The person was none other than Sect Master Tongtian of the Jie Sect.
After the Qingping Sword sent the Three-Treasure Jade Ruyi flying, it didn’t fly back. Instead, it chased after the ruyi and slashed at it twice.
The sound of metal clashing rang out.
The Three-Treasure Jade Ruyi let out a wail as it was struck by the sword radiance, and it immediately turned around and flew into the Hollow Jade Temple.
An angry shout came from the Hollow Jade Temple.
Primeval Lord Yuanshi held the Three-Treasure Jade Ruyi in his hand and sat on the Nine Dragon Agarwood Chariot. Behind him, there was a vast immortal light and an ethereal immortal voice slowly came from the sky.
Primeval Lord Yuanshi stared at Sect Master Tongtian coldly and said after a long silence, “Tongtian, was this all part of your plan?”
Sect Master Tongtian laughed in a carefree manner.
“If Senior Brother says it’s me, then it’s me. However, Senior Brother is a dignified Saint, yet you actually attacked a group of mortals. Could it be that you’ve become muddleheaded from your cultivation?”
Primeval Lord Yuanshi replied in a very calm manner, “If I didn’t take action, how would I know that you were so scheming, Junior Brother, and that you had such a far-reaching plan?”
Sect Master Tongtian laughed and said in a clear voice, “Now that Junior Brother is here, what do you want to do? Do you want to spar with your Junior Brother?”
Looking at Sect Master Tongtian’s arrogant face, Primeval Lord Yuanshi frowned.
Sect Master Tongtian had the God-Killing Sword Formation, and the Dao Ancestor had said that only the four Saints could break it.
It was impossible for Primeval Lord Yuanshi to take down Tongtian Ming by himself.
“You! You’re so arrogant!” Primeval Lord Yuanshi said through gritted teeth.
“Hahaha.”
Sect master Tongtian laughed heartily and ignored Primeval Lord Yuanshi. He turned to look at the capital, then looked for Zhao Hao.
Then, he flicked his sleeves and left. He stepped through the river of time and space. At the end of the river was the Golden Turtle Island in the Shang Qing Heaven.
Sect Master Tongtian’s figure disappeared in a flash, but his ethereal voice was directly transmitted to the ears of Primeval Lord Yuanshi.
“Senior Brother, if you can’t gather the four Saints, don’t do it yourself. I don’t care what happens between disciples. But if you do it yourself and bully the weak, don’t blame my four God-Slaying Swords for not considering the relationship between fellow disciples.”
The figure of Sect Master Tongtian disappeared.
Primeval Lord Yuanshi’s face was extremely cold, but he also waved his sleeves and left.
Zhao Hao, who had been watching from below, thought that he had dodged a bullet.
However, he did not expect the voice of Sect Master Tongtian to sound in Zhao Hao’s mind.
“When you’re done here, come to my Golden Turtle Island.”
Zhao Hao: “???”
Although he didn’t know why Sect Master Tongtian was looking for him, Zhao Hao had a feeling that he was on his side.
After all, he was the one who had saved them just now.
This wasn’t a simulation, so this was Zhao Hao’s real body.
If Primeval Lord Yuanshi’s attack had really come down…
The probability of Zhao Hao surviving was almost zero.
Zhao Hao decided that he would go to Golden Turtle Island to meet Sect Master Tongtian after Great Shang was done with the ceremony.
After all, he had relied on the big tree of the Jie Sect, so it was only right for him to pay his respects to the sect.
In the capital…
As the two saints left, the killing tribulation in the sky slowly dissipated.
The shock in Emperor Xin’s heart was still hard to calm down.
However, a relieved smile appeared on Di Xin’s face.
As a Human Emperor who couldn’t cultivate, he was able to get to where he was today because he had a smart brain.
Even the ceremony this time wasn’t an act of impulse, but a huge gamble.
The result now was clearly what he wanted, and he didn’t make the wrong bet.
Sect Master Tongtian was one of the six Saints in the world.
How could Shang Qing’s Primogenitor Lingbao just watch the elites of the Jie Sect die?
“Close the cave door and quietly recite the three huangting scrolls; He’s a famous person on The Investiture of the Gods.”
When the six Saints signed The Investiture of the Gods, Sect Master Tongtian had a premonition that it was a conspiracy against the Jie Sect.
His Jie Sect had already been chosen by the great tribulation.
It was exactly what he said when he established the sect, to take a life force for all living beings.
Even though he said that the disciples should not leave the mountain and cultivate in peace, he still sent the strongest of the third generation disciples, Wen Zhong, to Great Shang.
Not to mention, after The Investiture of the Gods and the death of Goddess Yunxiao, Sect Master Tongtian himself was furious and directly took out the Immortal-Killing Sword Formation to kill.
Therefore, Emperor Xin had made a speculation.
During The Investiture of the Gods, before Primeval Lord Yuanshi personally killed Goddess Yunxiao, there must be a tacit agreement between all the Saints.
That was, Saints were not allowed to make a move, which was not a problem.
If the Saints were to fight, they would probably be able to destroy the entire world.
No one would have thought that the 12 disciples of the Primeval Lord Yuanshi were so useless that they were all taken away by Goddess Yunxiao.
The disciples of the Enlightenment Sect were almost all crippled.
This was why Primeval Lord Yuanshi had attacked in person without caring about his reputation, causing Sect Master Tongtian to be furious and use the Immortal-Killing Sword Formation.
‘Now that I’ve confirmed that Sect Master Tongtian is backing me up, it seems that I can speed up my next steps. I still have to win by myself in blacksmithing.’
Emperor Xin had made up his mind. As long as the Saints did not attack, he had nothing to worry about in the capital.
One had to know that the golden dragon of fate in Great Shang was the luck of the human race.
Ordinary Golden Immortals would have their cultivation base suppressed after entering the capital.
If they attacked the Human Emperor, they would trigger the luck of the human race.
Not to mention Golden Immortals, even Mystic Immortals would not dare to provoke the luck of the human race.
Emperor Xin first looked at Zhao Hao, who was silent.
