Outside the mountain, a bloody storm was raging, and rolling blood clouds surged over!
Tens of thousands of cultivators kneeled and cried, begging the Yellow Dragon Ancestor to save the world.
In the secret chamber, the Grand Supreme Sect Master of the Dragon Reverence Sect, Daoist Longxuan, knelt down in grief and begged for Daoist Huang Long to descend and preserve the legacy.
Suddenly, the portrait in the secret chamber moved without any wind.
Outside the secret room, inside the mountain gate, immortal music suddenly sounded in the sky. There was the sound of drums and flute, and the sound of zither.
At the same time, countless pale yellow auras slowly floated out from the bodies of tens of thousands of cultivators. These auras intertwined in the air.
In the beginning, it was still faint, but as time passed, the primary colors of these auras became more and more intense, and the gathered images became clearer and clearer.
Not long after, the aura formed a huge yellow dragon with clear scales and a hint of celestial aura!
The giant dragon roared, and its body began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it had turned into a face of about 30 years old, with a sage-like appearance.
The Daoist priest closed his eyes and floated in midair. His realm began to rise rapidly from the Great Vehicle Stage and finally stopped at the limit of the Heavenly Dao, the ninth level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm!
He opened his eyes, and a ray of light pierced through the blood clouds. A voice filled with boundless righteousness exploded,
"Since you've already reached the third level of the Heavenly Immortal realm, why didn't you ascend?
"If you are a descendent from the Upper Realm, who gave you the courage to behave atrociously in my Yellow Dragon Orthodoxy?”
The entire Dragon Reverence Sect was in an uproar.
"Yellow Dragon? Huang Long Zhenren! Ancestral Master, Ancestral Master!!”
"Patriarch, show your spirit and kill all the ghosts and monsters!”
"It's Patriarch! Our Dragon Reverence Sect is saved!!!”
The tens of thousands of cultivators went completely crazy.
That was the personal disciple of the Primordial Heaven Supreme, one of the twelve Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals of the Chan School, Huang Long!
The Ancestral Master had really shown his spirit!
The Ancestral Master appeared, let's see who dares to behave atrociously?
He was saved, he was completely saved!
"Yellow Dragon? The little fellow who sat on the primitive?"
A hoarse, murderous, and disastrous voice rang out from within the blood cloud.
"Purple Cloud Palace, even Primordial Origin has to call you Fellow Daoist.
"Even if Yuanshi became a saint, your Vice Sect Leader Dipamkara still has to call me Dao Brother when he sees me.”
" If the incarnation of the Sage of the Origin comes," Minghe said disdainfully," I will retreat immediately without saying anything."
"If your true body descends, perhaps I will give you some face and not kill you on account of being a Saint.
"But you're just a Joss Flame clone. Who gave you the courage to stand in front of the ancestor?!”
Huang Long's expression changed drastically. He looked at the rolling blood cloud in disbelief."You, who are you?"
"I am the Netherworld River!"
Minghe's voice came rolling over. However, after listening to their conversation, the cultivators of the Dragon Reverence Sect were confused.
Who was the Netherworld River?
Who was Dipamkara?
What kind of place was the Purple Cloud Palace?
Wasn't the Ancestral Master's teacher the Yuqing Saint of Chan School?
When did it become Primordial Origin?
Did Minghe know the Patriarch?
If he knew the Ancestral Master, how would he dare to speak to him like this?!”
"River Styx? The Styx River! Ancestor Netherworld River!"
Huang Long gasped and turned pale with fright.
The cultivators of the lower realm did not know the secrets of Untainted Land, but as one of the Twelve Successive Disciples of the Clan of Enlightenment, how could he not have heard of the notorious reputation of Ancestor Minghe?
This person had just heard about it from the Purple Cloud Palace, yet he dared to join forces with the demon masters to kill Ancestor Red Cloud, who was also one of the three thousand guests of the Purple Cloud Palace!
He…
Why did he leave the mountain?
Minghe's voice drifted out from the blood cloud,""It's still troublesome to let this clone of yours return to the Wilderness with the news that the forefather has left the mountain.
"In that case, your Joss Flame clone will stay here.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Minghe, who was sitting on the blood cloud, raised his hand and gently pointed at the yellow dragon.
He pointed his finger out. In the rolling blood cloud, a ball of blood Qi formed a mountain-sized blood red finger and pointed at Huang Long.
With just one strike, the Yellow Dragon's Joss Flame Incarnation, which the Dragon Reverence Sect had placed their hopes on,
It was gone just like that!
"Ancestral…Ancestral Master…"
The entire Dragon Reverence Sect was stunned.
Now, what exactly happened?
It was unbelievable!
After killing the Yellow Dragon with one finger, Minghe stretched out his hand and endless blood rain fell. The entire Dragon Reverence Sect was destroyed!
Minghe looked up at the sky disdainfully as he saw the blood cloud that had expanded by 30%.""A puny Heavenly Dao of the lower realm is worthy of fighting with me?
"Destroy another ten sects, and then I'll go kill him!”
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