Chen Beixuan was not happy about that.
Only in his own dojo could he feel a sense of security.
Chen Beixuan looked down and saw the second option.
The reward this time was a top-grade innate spiritual root, the Yellow Middle Plum. Its grade was not inferior to the Dao Comprehension Tea Tree in his hand.
One Yuan would bloom, one Yuan would bear fruit, and one Yuan would ripen.
If one could smell it, one could enjoy ten thousand years of cultivation. Eating one could instantly become a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.
It could be said that a single Yellow Middle Plum could seize the fortune of heaven and earth and create a group of top-notch experts.
However, Chen Beixuan was not interested in the Innate Spiritual Root at all.
He was now a late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.
However, it did not help him much at all! He was already at the late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.
Could he still count on the Yellow Middle Plum to help him break through another realm?
Chen Beixuan felt that the System was just trying to disgust him.
The so-called Yellow Middle Plum was not as useful as the Comprehension Tea Tree from last time!
At the very least, the Comprehension Tea Tree could increase the speed of his comprehension of laws. If he ate a Yellow Middle Plum, he could only taste it and it would have no effect at all.
Chen Beixuan gave up on the second option in disappointment.
Although it was safe to hide, the Yellow Middle Plum was of little help to him.
In the buffer period before the God Ascension Tribulation, if he did not seize every opportunity to improve himself, the consequences would be very serious. There might be a crisis of death.
Chen Beixuan looked at the first option again. The condition was that he could kill the Nine Neonate and save the Count of the Wind.
With his current cultivation, it was not too difficult for him to face a few Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals.
In particular, the Nine Neonate had been fighting Count of the Wind for many years and was already weak to a certain extent. If he used all his strength, he could kill it in one fell swoop even if he did not leave Penglai Immortal Island.
This way, he would greatly reduce the risk of being exposed.
Chen Beixuan had already considered everything clearly.
Even if Saint Nuwa was behind the demon race, he did not have to worry too much.
Because the Demon Tribe was nothing more than a chess piece in the hands of the Sages, such as the mighty people like Emperor Jun and Donghuang.
They had fought to the death on the battlefield between the Lich and Demon Clans, but had Nüwa ever cared about them? He didn't.
Only Fuxi could affect Nuwa's mind.
Moreover, the current demon race had already declined. They had even less value to be used by others.
As a Saint, why would Nuwa care about a puny Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal?
Chen Beixuan suddenly realized that the first option was worth a lot.
He only needed to kill a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal to exchange for a Pangu heart.
Chen Beixuan had to admit that he was tempted.
"System, I choose the first option!”
Chen Beixuan put down everything he was doing and stared at the outside world.
In his hand, there was a vast Law of Power Dao rune.
A huge fist appeared between heaven and earth, as if it came from the sky.
It was impossible to see where it came from, nor could one see its edge. One could only see the fist that covered the world falling.
The entire Eastern Sea could no longer tolerate this huge fist.
Countless mysterious laws were circulating on it, and there was even a "force" that was constantly evolving.
The power of heaven and earth, the power of all things, and even the power of laws gathered in this square inch.
Heaven and earth collapsed in an instant. It was as if the endless void could not withstand such a mighty force.
On the Eastern Sea, the Nine Neonate saw Count of the Wind desperately resisting, and a savage smile appeared in its eyes.
He watched as the Sorcerer Tribe in front of him approached the edge of death bit by bit. He felt extremely carefree, as if he had returned to the past.
The Demon Tribe had not declined yet. At least, the Sorcerer Tribe was no longer their match.
Look at this pitiful Senior Magus. He was about to die at the hands of the Demon God, the Nine Neonate.
At this moment, the smile on the Nine Neonate's face stiffened and turned into thick fear, hanging on its ferocious face.
At this moment, he realized that he could not move.
There seemed to be an invisible force field between heaven and earth that imprisoned him. There were layers of order divine patterns on all sides.
They were like dancing fairies, constantly pulling on the Nine Neonate's body.
The Nine Neonate raised its head with difficulty and saw a fist that was as huge as a mountain.
This seemed to come from the heavens. It was majestic and vast, and there was simply no way to stop it. In front of it, heaven and earth were destroyed.
The clouds in all eight directions were destroyed, and the terrifying Order force field was flowing everywhere.
The Nine Neonate could not help but swallow its saliva secretly. If such a huge fist fell, it would die!
At this moment, he could no longer calm down. All he could think about was running away and dodging. He had no mood to resist at all.
He let go of Count of the Wind, panicking like a stray dog, not caring about anything else.
Under such a terrifying attack, he felt like he was facing a Quasi-Sage Almighty.
They had no ability to resist, nor did they have the capital to escape.
Finally, the Nine Neonate could not withstand such a huge psychological pressure. In the face of death, he had no choice but to bring out his backer.
"Ah! Senior, stop!"
"I am the Demon God Nine Neonate. If I have offended you in any way, I apologize here.”
"Lord, please spare my life on account of Saint Nuwa. The Nine Neonate will be eternally grateful!”
The Nine Neonate was terrified to the extreme. He hoped to use the reputation of Saint Nuwa to intimidate this unknown mighty figure.
He was a mighty demon god. How could he die so easily in the vast Eastern Sea?
His life was precious! It was impossible for him to die just like that.
However, the Nine Neonate's plea for mercy did not have the slightest effect.
Since Chen Beixuan had decided to attack, he would not hesitate.
He was also setting up a great enemy for himself!
He would not naively think that if he spared the Nine Neonate's life, the other party would be grateful.
After this matter was over, the other party would definitely seize every opportunity to take revenge on him.
Therefore, once he made a move, he had to eliminate the root of the problem and not leave any possibility of a hidden danger.
Chen Beixuan increased the strength in his hand, and the giant fist that appeared in the sky became more real and terrifying.
It was as if the world was collapsing. The Demon God Nine Neonate was already in despair at this time.
He had not expected that this mighty figure would not give Sage Nuwa any face.
He had already mentioned the name of the Saint, but the other party still refused to show mercy.
At this moment, the Nine Neonate's expression instantly became ferocious. It roared and roared.
Huge circles of magic power surged around his body, and the laws of water and fire surged between heaven and earth.
At this moment, he had no way out. If he wanted to fight for a chance of survival, he had to risk his life.
Countless divine chains of laws surged out, and raging blood flames burned wildly.
The Nine Neonate's aura was instantly raised to a higher level.
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