Chapter 274 The Immortal Kings Join Forces to Attack the Primordial Immortal Court, Their Target is the Willow Goddess!
The Immortal King of the Netherworld had a cold and fierce look in his eyes, filled with murderous intent.
"When she is reborn from the ashes and recalls the past, she will surely settle all the causes and effects."
"At that time, our lineages will likely be reduced to ashes!"
The Celestial King must not be insulted, much less deceived.
When it comes to life and death, and the continuation of the lineage, these two ancient immortal kings would absolutely not allow something to slip out of their control.
We can't let her recover!
The Primordial Immortal King made the final decision with a single blow.
"Now is the time when the Primordial Celestial Court is at its weakest and most vulnerable!"
The Primordial Immortal King, with his sharp eyes, instantly grasped the situation:
"To revive a Celestial King is an act against the heavens."
"Look, the three of them, including the Primordial Immortal Lord, have had their true forms completely bound around the Creation Immortal Pool in order to rebuild the immortal foundation of the ancestral sacrificial spirit."
"They not only have to contend with the backlash from the laws of heaven and earth, but also have to concentrate on stabilizing the Nirvana Formation. They simply don't have time to fight back!"
Upon hearing this, the Immortal King Jueming reacted instantly, and the killing intent in his eyes intensified.
"good!"
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"As long as we take advantage of this moment to storm into the Primordial Celestial Court and forcibly interrupt the revival process."
"Not only will the ancestral spirit be completely annihilated, but the three of them, including the Primordial Immortal Lord, will also be severely injured due to the backlash of the formation!"
"At that time, not only will we be able to settle the karmic debts of that year, but we can also take the opportunity to divide up the resources of the Primordial Immortal Court and seize those two immortal herbs for ourselves!"
Soon, the two Celestial Kings made a decision.
But the Immortal King of the Netherworld had lived for countless years and was cautious by nature. After pondering for a moment, he spoke:
"However, the Primordial Immortal Court has its protective immortal array after all. It would be difficult for the two of us to forcefully break through it in a short period of time."
"If we delay too long and allow those three to recover, the situation will be extremely unfavorable for us."
"It's alright."
The Primordial Immortal King sneered, as if he had planned this all along.
"Have you forgotten that in this Immortal Realm, you and I are not the only ones who dislike the Primordial Immortal Lord?"
After speaking, the Primordial Immortal King stretched out his large hand and made a sudden slash in the void.
An ancient mirror formed from the laws of immortality appeared, reflecting an ancient Dao state filled with endless thunder and an aura of destruction.
"Cangnan Immortal King!"
The Primordial Immortal King said coldly:
"Not long ago, because of a dispute among his disciples, the Immortal King of Cangnan was attacked by the Primordial Immortal Lord, who came to his door in an extremely domineering manner and forcibly stripped him of his ten thousand years of cultivation in front of countless disciples of his lineage."
"That old scoundrel from Cangnan is narrow-minded and vindictive."
"He had been holding back his anger for a while, dreaming of skinning and tearing apart the Primordial Immortal Lord."
"Now we have such a good opportunity to kick a dog when it's down and divide up the primordial foundation."
"As long as the two of us write a letter and send it to him in a whisper."
"He will absolutely not hesitate to take up his Celestial King weapon and fight alongside us against the Primordial Celestial Court!"
"With the three Immortal Kings joining forces, and the Primordial Immortal Lord and the others unable to move."
"Today is the day the Primordial Celestial Court is destroyed!"
As the words of the Primordial Immortal King fell, a decree instantly pierced through the void and headed straight for the lineage of the Cangnan Immortal King.
Meanwhile, in the upper realm, there are three thousand states.
The ancient ruins of the immortals, deep within the ancestral land of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan.
This is a sealed secret realm shrouded in endless divine radiance and Dao runes.
In the center of the secret realm, there is a Creation Spring, which is dozens of feet in circumference. The spring water is filled with milky white earth marrow liquid, and the surface of the water is steaming with an extremely rich longevity substance.
Even in the three thousand states of the Upper Realm, a divine spring of this caliber would be an unparalleled treasure that countless sect leaders would fight tooth and nail for.
At this moment, a graceful figure was sitting cross-legged in this divine spring.
It was Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, who had crossed over from the Douluo Continent!
At this moment, Bibi Dong's eyes were closed, and her face revealed an undisguised excitement.
Under the immense medicinal power of the Creation Spring, the meager soul power that originally belonged to the Douluo Continent within her body had long been thoroughly and domineeringly washed away.
Instead, there was an extremely pure and powerful blood energy that was many times stronger!
"Buzz!"
Behind Bibi Dong, two ferocious spider king phantoms appeared uncontrollably.
But the moment it came into contact with the laws of the upper realm, the twin martial souls that were originally considered top-tier in the Douluo Continent began to tremble violently, showing a faint tendency to shatter and then be remelted into the flesh and blood.
Move the Blood Realm!
Cave Heaven Realm!
Spirit Transformation Realm!
...
With the Eight-Armed Soul Clan's lavish use of rare and precious materials, Bibi Dong's cultivation level skyrocketed like a rocket.
This feeling of power captivated her, and she couldn't tear herself away.
However, in the void surrounding the divine spring, sat a dozen terrifying beings with auras as deep as the ocean and eight arms growing from their backs.
These are all Heavenly God-level powerhouses of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan!
They looked down at Bibi Dong, who was rapidly advancing in the divine spring, their eyes filled with deep doubt rather than goodwill.
"Too weak."
An eight-armed celestial being covered in blue scales frowned, making no attempt to hide the disdain in his tone.
"Ancestor, I really don't understand."
The deity turned his head and looked at the old man sitting at the very top, asking in confusion:
"When this woman first came to our clan, the power within her body was incredibly mixed and her physical body was so weak that she was not even as strong as a newly weaned child in the Great Wilderness."
"And those two insect phantoms behind her."
At this point, the deity also let out a cold laugh:
"What kind of martial spirit system is this? It's the crudest and most laughable use of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!"
"These scum ants from the desolate lower realm could be crushed with a single finger. Why should we waste so much of our clan's Creation Spring to nourish them?"
Upon hearing these words, the surrounding gods nodded in agreement.
"yes."
"This is absolutely a waste!"
"If it weren't for your personal order to treat her with great hospitality, and even your willingness to use your resources to cleanse her marrow, we would have thrown her out to feed the pure-blooded beasts long ago."
In the eyes of these high and mighty gods of the upper realm, Bibi Dong's talent and starting point were not even worthy of serving tea and water to their Eight-Armed Soul Clan.
Listening to the complaints and dissatisfaction of the gods around him, the ancient ancestor sitting at the highest point simply opened his eyes slowly.
"Shut up, all of you."
The ancient ancestor's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority that instantly silenced all doubts.
The ancient ancestor glanced at Bibi Dong in the divine spring, then said in a deep voice:
"What do you know?"
"This woman may have terrible talent, but her cultivation system is a joke."
"But since she was able to be precisely targeted by that interdimensional beam of light into my Eight-Armed Soul Clan, and she even has a trace of the faint karma of that existence on her body."
"This shows that this is a predetermined fate."
At this point, a deep sense of awe flashed in the eyes of the ancient ancestor.
"Back in the ancient Immortal Era, our race faced the threat of extinction."
"If it weren't for the Ancestral Spirit casually sending down a willow branch to annihilate our powerful enemy, where would the Eight-Armed Soul Clan be today?"
"This immense karmic debt has been worshipped by our clan for generations, yet we have never been able to repay it."
The ancient ancestor looked down and sighed:
"I don't care which realm this woman comes from, or how useless she is."
"If we keep her and treat her well, we might be able to use this opportunity to forge a new good relationship with the Ancestral Spirit in the future."
(End of chapter)