I've Been AFK for Ten Million Years-Chapter 272 The Killing Intent from Hong Jun Dao Zu, Donghuang Bell
Chapter 272: Chapter 272 The Killing Intent from Hong Jun Dao Zu, Donghuang Bell
"Lu Ya, the tenth Golden Crow!" Ren Changsheng secretly thought, the Kunpeng brought not only the tenth Golden Crow, which was Lu Ya, but also Lu Ya himself, right in the arms of the Kunpeng.
"The Human Sovereign must calm his anger. Kunpeng is willing to offer this object as a gift, hoping that the Human Sovereign can protect the imperial bloodline of our demon race!"
With a flash of light in his hand, an ancient clock appeared in Kunpeng’s palm, which was none other than the Donghuang Bell.
An Innate Treasure, the Donghuang Bell.
In the vast wilds, aside from Hong Jun’s Jade Dishware, this Donghuang Bell must be one of the strongest things.
This Donghuang Bell can suppress the fortune of heaven and earth, and as an Innate Treasure, its might is extraordinarily terrifying, even Saints would have to retreat a considerable distance.
Ren Changsheng indeed had not expected that after Donghuang had died, this Donghuang Bell would still be in the possession of Kunpeng, and now Kunpeng had brought it to Mount Tai.
"Come here!"
With a wave of his hand, the Donghuang Bell appeared in Ren Changsheng’s palm. Holding the Donghuang Bell, Ren Changsheng felt as if the primordial age was right before his eyes.
Atop the Donghuang Bell was a microcosm of the vast wilderness, its terrifying power capable of deterring the fortunes of all eight desolations.
"I’ll take it!"
Ren Changsheng accepted the Donghuang Bell. Of course, he would take this treasure; the Innate Bagua he bore was nothing in comparison now.
As for the thirty-six tiers of the Chaos Green Lotus, that was too frightening by far, for that object was a Chaos Treasure, and using it even occasionally could terrify people.
However, this Donghuang Bell suited his own status quite well.
"As for your imperial bloodline, he can stay among my human race, but within my human race, he can only become a mount!"
Ren Changsheng told Kunpeng indifferently.
"A mount!"
Kunpeng’s expression stiffened. What did being a mount imply? It meant servitude, but even so, it was worth it.
As long as the imperial bloodline survived.
In time, ascending to Quasi-Saint wouldn’t be difficult, and the demon race’s Three-legged Golden Crows would still have left behind a lineage.
"Someone come, make arrangements for them!"
Ren Changsheng commanded coldly.
"Yes, yes!"
In a short while, the disciples of the human race led away the two Kunpeng Demon Masters. In reality, by keeping Lu Ya, Ren Changsheng harbored another idea in his heart.
San Sha was also a Three-legged Golden Crow.
Furthermore, it was a Three-legged Golden Crow that was allowed to grow freely outside. Now, the Three-legged Golden Crow clan had basically met its end, leaving behind a Lu Ya also amounted to providing San Sha with company.
"Congratulations to the master for obtaining the Donghuang Bell, do you wish to integrate and refine it?"
The voice of Xiao Xing sounded.
"Refine it!"
Ren Changsheng said solemnly.
"Integration and refinement of the Donghuang Bell begin, progress 1%, 2%..."
"Integration successful!"
The voice of Xiao Xing sounded, and the next moment, in Ren Changsheng’s hand, the might of the Donghuang Bell surged, as it was an Innate Treasure.
There were thirty-six layers of restrictions inside it, which a typical Quasi-Saint wishing to refine would likely need countless years, but for Ren Changsheng, it took only a moment.
"So strong!"
Having completely mastered the Donghuang Bell, a smile rose on Ren Changsheng’s face. The Donghuang Bell was indeed very powerful; next time, he couldn’t let the Pan Gu Banner and the Tai Chi Diagram slip by. If he could collect all these objects, perhaps he could even fuse them into a Pan Gu Axe.
Meanwhile.
Beyond the thirty-three heavens, within the palace of Zixiao.
"How curious!"
Hong Jun opened his eyes, ever since he returned from the primordial chaos, he couldn’t wait to connect with the Heavenly Dao to confirm Ren Changsheng’s identity.
But what he found odd was that the Heavenly Dao couldn’t locate any news of Ren Changsheng, meaning could Ren Changsheng be outside the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dao?
This revelation startled Hong Jun greatly!
The Heavenly Dao governs the entire primordial chaos; even Saints are under its dominion—only Saints of the Heavenly Dao are considered equal to it.
This was also the reason he sought to merge with and become a Saint of the Heavenly Dao; without becoming one, he would never escape the schemes of the Heavenly Dao.
But what’s strange is...
The Heavenly Dao cannot even detect Ren Changsheng’s aura, meaning Ren Changsheng must have transcended the Heavenly Dao, at least equal to the Saints of the Heavenly Dao.
"A Saint of the Heavenly Dao? That’s impossible!"
Hong Jun was filled with shock and doubt. A Saint of the Heavenly Dao in the primordial chaos? Impossible, for he has existed since before the heavens and earth, and of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, only three remain, aside from himself, there was Yang Mei Ancestor, who certainly couldn’t be Ren Changsheng.
As for the last one, it was the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, whom he had already slain.
How could there then be an existence comparable to the Heavenly Dao?
"Disciple Daode Tianzun seeks an audience!"
"Disciple Tong Tian Sect Hierarch seeks an audience!"
"Disciple Yuanshi Tianzun seeks an audience!"
Just at this moment, three voices rang out in succession, and the visitors were The Three Pure Ones, whose purpose for coming could easily be surmised.
"Enter."
Within the Purple Clouds Palace, Hong Jun spoke indifferently.
"Greetings, Master!"
The three entered the Purple Clouds Palace, and upon arrival, Daode Tianzun immediately knelt down, while Yuanshi Tianzun and Tong Tian Sect Hierarch, both being Saints, merely performed a disciple’s greeting without kneeling.
"Master, you must stand up for me! If I don’t establish my teachings and become a Saint, how could I have the face to live in this primordial world!"
Daode Tianzun spoke with a pained and indignant expression.
Since returning to the Three Pure Ones Palace, he had grown increasingly incensed, especially since Yuanshi Tianzun and Tong Tian Sect Hierarch had already established their teachings and became Saints with countless disciples under them, even discussing him amongst themselves.
Within The Three Pure Ones...
He was the only elder brother who had not become a Saint. Speaking out, he, Daode Tianzun, had become the laughingstock of the primordial world with even suggestions to relinquish his Hongmeng Purple Qi, claiming that even a pig could become a Saint with it.
"Your ascension to sainthood will be arranged by me. Regarding the human race..."
A spark flashed in the eyes of Hong Jun Ancestor. The Heavenly Dao couldn’t even detect Ren Changsheng, suggesting only two possibilities: either Ren Changsheng’s might was equivalent to the Heavenly Dao, or he originated from beyond chaos.
Regardless of which it was...
Ren Changsheng’s existence could not be allowed within the primordial chaos. The day Ren Changsheng ascends to Dao would mark his downfall. He had orchestrated the war between the Witch and Demon tribes and arranged for the catastrophe, all to prepare for his own convergence with Dao.
Now that his convergence was approaching, he would not allow someone like Ren Changsheng to ruin his plans. freēnovelkiss.com
"Thank you, Master!"
Daode Tianzun’s eyes lit up with immense joy. In his view, Hong Jun was the strongest in the primordial chaos. As soon as Hong Jun Ancestor made this declaration, Ren Changsheng would surely be doomed.
Atop Mount Tai.
"How interesting!"
Ren Changsheng opened his eyes and cracked a smile. Was Hong Jun Ancestor plotting against him? As his cultivation reached that of a Quasi-Saint,
He began to actively sense dangers.
Just a moment ago, a hint of killing intent enveloped him, which undoubtedly was from Hong Jun Ancestor. In all of the primordial world, the ones who most wanted him dead were likely Daode Tianzun and Hong Jun Ancestor.
"There will be a good show on the day of my ascension!"
With a faint smile, Ren Changsheng closed his eyes again. When he ascends to sainthood, no one would stop him. What of the Pan Gu orthodox lineage? The twelve ancestral witches dead, The Three Pure Ones could just as well perish, and what of Hong Jun Ancestor? Provoke him, and he’d still slay without hesitation!
