I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 1410 - 687: Regicide! (Part 3)

As for that long-browed monk, he is naturally the Medicine Master Glazed Bodhisattva!

Plus the Pu Xian Bodhisattva who has already revealed himself to the world.

The Four Great Bodhisattvas of Spirit Mountain, all gathered at Purple Gold Mountain!

What Moluo said before was indeed correct, Jingtai really did invite Spirit Mountain.

As for that person in the Daoist robe, to be honest, he really did not recognize him.

"Chen Benefactor, it’s been a long time."

Manjusri’s gaze shifted, facing Chen Yuan, his eyes were exceptionally grave. He had already heard the previous words, knowing that Chen Yuan was the Asura Demon Lord!

"Indeed, Manjusri Bodhisattva."

Chen Yuan squinted, noticing the azure qi fortune upon him.

Qi Fortune!

The Qi Fortune of the head of the Four Great Bodhisattvas of Spirit Mountain! 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Presumably, that Qilin Demon True Monarch must also be you."

Chen Yuan had not admitted it before, but he had guessed it. After all, he had sent Yao Xin Arhat to fetch the Fire Qilin, and shortly after, a Qilin Demon appeared.

Thinking about it, it was clear, but he didn’t tell Jingtai.

"Yes."

"Amitabha."

At this moment, Pu Xian Bodhisattva also stepped forward, standing with the Four Great Bodhisattvas, guarding around Purple Gold Mountain, facing the Jianghu heroes ahead.

Li Kuangxiu, Gu Tianqiong, and Sima Che also stepped out at this moment.

Eight Yang Gods!

Clearly, this was one of the preparations Jingtai had made.

Some had not anticipated it, but some had.

At least the Yang God True Monarchs now appearing were far superior to these eight Yang Gods.

On the top of Purple Gold Mountain, the figure within the giant cauldron gradually solidified, surprisingly resembling Jingtai. He was still dressed in dragon robes, but his aura was far beyond what it was before.

Jingtai opened his eyes, a sharp light shot out, like qi rushing towards the Bull Constellation, not incrementally rising, but filled with a despair that induced terror.

"I... am the Human Emperor!"

Jingtai’s voice thundered between heaven and earth, and those citizens who had previously fled in panic, one by one looked up, seeing in the void.

A gigantic figure took shape between heaven and earth.

A powerful person glanced over, and the national fate gathered in the Capital directly enveloped Jingtai’s body, causing that figure between heaven and earth to grow even more immense.

And his aura had reached a true state of Perfection.

"I am an Immortal God!"

This was Jingtai’s second statement. He stepped out of the giant cauldron, suspended between heaven and earth, perfectly attuned with this world, his body filled with an aura as profound as an abyss or ocean.

Jingtai’s gaze fell upon Chen Yuan, and the martial artists below in Jianghu, and said:

"I have succeeded, national fate shrouds my being, my rank matches that of an Immortal God, can you all contend against the might of heaven?"

"Hehe...."

From the crowd, Ye Xiangnan stepped forward, aura erupting in an instant, staring intently at Jingtai, his expression calm:

"A false immortal dares to boast!"

"Indeed, I thought you had some grand scheme, honestly....I’m disappointed."

Dongfang Sheng also stepped out at this moment, looking at Jingtai with a mocking smile.

Palace Master Feng Jiuge of the Goddess Palace, in a long red skirt, barefoot as white as jade, stepped forward step by step, and the ancestor of the Gu Family also stepped out at this moment.

Jiang He, Ling Xu Daoist, Tianxu Daoist, and Chu Changfeng, all stepped out at this moment.

"Is there more?"

Jingtai looked down at the martial artist crowd below, unfazed by Ye Xiangnan’s ridicule. At this moment, only he himself knew the power he held.

This was an unparalleled power, one that surpassed the limits of Yang Transformation, the national fate shrouding, the blood sacrifice of hundreds of thousands of people.

And the power of incense he had prepared for decades, granting him an immensely powerful confidence at this moment.

He was convinced that without an immortal’s interference, no one could challenge him.

"There is me."

Another person walked out from the crowd, dressed in a long robe, hair and beard all white, face like white jade, carrying a plain and unremarkable ancient sword. It was Song Yingqiao, the head of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen!

"Hehe, it seems, aside from the Seven Killings Hall and Biyou Palace, the Eight Great Immortal Sects of the human world have all gathered here at this moment." The man in the Daoist robe near Purple Gold Mountain chuckled lightly.

"You are...."

Ling Xu Daoist’s eyes narrowed, a faint guess forming in his heart.

"I hail from Kunlun Mountain, Daoist name Feng Yuan, I’ve met all my fellow Daoists." That Daoist man chuckled.

Kunlun Mountain!

It turned out to be Kunlun Mountain!

Many present were inwardly shocked.

Among the Immortal Sects, there are reclusive sects, such as Biyou Palace, which is semi-reclusive, Taixu Palace, which has not appeared in over a hundred years; and Kunlun Mountain, even more mysterious.

Because, since the founding of Great Chu, no one from Kunlun Mountain had made an appearance in the human world!

Now, Jingtai had managed to invite a strong figure from Kunlun Mountain.

Though a bit shocking, it was not frightening.

After all, a true strong figure wouldn’t be reclusive, would they?

It’s usually those who can’t vie in the world who become reclusive.

So, while everyone was surprised, it wasn’t given too much thought.

Jingtai continued:

"Is there more?"

But this time, no one else stepped out.

Certainly, there are more, for there are not too few True Monarchs in the world, but there are not too many either. However, from the perspective of some, the current strength seems to be sufficient.

Isn’t it delightful to sit on a mountain and watch the tigers fight?

"Seems there’s no more." Jingtai chuckled lightly, as if mocking, then looked over at Chen Yuan again, and said:

"Chen Yuan, what do you think?"

"Somewhat disappointed."

"Hmm?"

"I too thought your decades of schemes would be stronger, but now, hehe....It doesn’t seem so."

"Arrogant, do you think you are now a match for me? Now, it’s not the time of the Imperial City war, you and I should settle the matters of sovereign and subject."

"It’s time to end it thoroughly."

Chen Yuan’s mouth curved under his mask, he whispered:

"Senior...."

The next moment, a terrifying aura surged to overwhelm the heavens, a strong Demon Flame expanded like oil in a fierce fire, instantly swelling, and two beams of Demon Light shot from Chen Yuan’s eyes.

Looking down at Jingtai:

"Today, I will commit regicide!"

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Next Chapter, the battle begins.