Chapter 831: Since you see destiny, why don't you worship it?
Within the Qin residence, Cang Feilan and Anya stood guard beside Qin Feng’s physical body, never straying far.
Now, the entire Imperial City has become a battlefield, where monstrous creatures, shrouding the sky, clashed with the strongest forces gathered from all directions.
The sounds of battle and roaring were incessant, interspersed with chilling shrieks that sent shivers down the spine.
Just as Cang Feilan and the others anxiously guarded Qin Feng’s body, a massive figure descended.
Boom!
Houses shattered into pieces, and the courtyard turned into chaos.
Heavenly Soul looked at the skinny Qin Feng’s body with a crazy expression and red eyes.
“It’s you, indeed it’s you!”
The scene of him being trampled by Qin Feng in the Netherworld was still vivid in his mind.
As one of the strongest in the three realms, second only to the primal essence of the Heavenly Dao, when has he ever suffered such humiliation?
If it weren’t for the need for Qin Feng’s physical body by his master, he would have torn this body to shreds and vented his anger in every possible way!
Cang Feilan and Anya were guarding Qin Feng’s body behind them as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
But they also knew very well how powerful the enemy in front of them was. Even if they stepped into the transcendence realm, they might not be the opponent’s match, let alone when they haven’t reached that level yet.
Seeing this, Heavenly Soul grinned savagely, “Since I can’t deal with his physical body, I might as well have some fun with you two, it’s not a waste of this trip.”
As soon as he finished speaking, with a sweep of his hand, a powerful suction instantly blew away the houses, causing the earth to tremble.
Cang Feilan and Anya gritted their teeth and persisted, but after struggling for a few breaths, their bodies rushed towards Heavenly Soul.
If they fell into the hands of the opponent, it would be worse than death.
At the critical moment, Nan Tianlong arrived. A blue dragon shadow manifested above his right fist, shaking both sides apart, and then faced Heavenly Soul head-on.
“This kind of Dao power is quite similar to that physical body that betrayed our lord.” Heavenly Soul spoke coldly.
“You two, step aside.” Nan Tianlong’s voice was heavy, frowning as he looked at the opponent. The immense pressure made every hair on his body stand on end.
Only by facing it personally could one truly feel how terrifying Heavenly Soul’s strength was.
Cang Feilan and Anya knew they couldn’t help in the battle, so they immediately retreated to Qin Feng’s left and right sides.
Nan Tianlong took a deep breath, then his eyes sharpened. His Domain unfolded, enveloping himself and Heavenly Soul, isolating them from the mortal world.
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In the high sky, within Ghost Lord’s Domain, the battle was raging on.
Originally, according to the three of them, with their strength, even if they couldn’t kill the primal essence of the Heavenly Dao, they would definitely be able to severely wound it.
But after a round of fighting, their faces were filled with seriousness and astonishment.
The indifferent voice resounded in everyone’s ears like a tolling bell.
“Since you see destiny, why don’t you worship it?”
As soon as these words were spoken, countless images flooded into everyone’s minds, depicting their past lives, present, and even their futures.
Their lives seemed to be like puppets on strings, predetermined by destiny.
No matter how they struggled, they couldn’t change it.
A suffocating sense of despair spread like a plague among them, fear magnifying in their eyes.
The lofty primal essence of the Heavenly Dao seemed unattainable.
“The Dao of the Buddhist sect—The Three Lives Vision?!” exclaimed the Buddha’s Mouth on Dragon Ancestor, while the Dragon Ancestor it attached to was already deeply entangled in the Dao power and couldn’t extricate himself.
“Old guy, focus your mind, return to the origin, don’t fall into the cycle of reincarnation!” The Buddha’s Mouth urgently shouted, even forgetting its habitual phrases.
However, its shout was like a stone sinking into the ocean, causing no ripples.
Heavenly Soul looked back, his eyes filled with admiration and madness, and he murmured, “This is my lord, the primal essence of the heavenly Dao, the original power of the heavenly Dao, and the creator of the three realms. No one can disobey!”
Under the pressure of the Three Lives Vision’s Dao power, everyone was forced to kneel on the ground and their wills were shaken.
As if truly following the words of the primal essence of the Heavenly Dao, they performed the ritual of worship by kneeling without even a hint of resistance.
This was simply a battle that could not be won!
But just then, a dragon roar sounded.
On the Floating Dragon Hall, atop the Coiling Dragon Pillar, the last golden dragon finally opened its eyes. With the other eight golden dragons, it soared out of the Floating Dragon Hall and flew over the Imperial City, baring its teeth and claws towards the source of heaven, and making a deafening roar.
Under the roar of the dragon, everyone gradually regained clarity, shaking their heads abruptly to dispel the images in their minds.
The primal essence of the Heavenly Dao glanced sideways at the palace and said in a cold voice, “The fortune of the human emperor?”
Clang!
A clear sword aura, ignoring space, appeared out of nowhere and landed on its body.
Although it didn’t cut through its body, there was a sound of something shattering.
It was the Dao power of the Buddhist sect—the Three Lives Vision—that was shattered!
“Damn ants, just like before.” The primal essence of the Heavenly Dao looked through the layers of white mist and met the gaze of Emperor Ming in the study.
It seemed to see the figure of the past in the latter, who, for the sake of the people of the world, resolutely wielded the Xuanyuan Divine Slaying Sword at the cost of his life!
“I am the ruler of the Great Qian. I am willing to sacrifice my life to protect the people of the world.”
Who knows how many years had passed, but at this moment, two voices collided in the river of history.