156: Daoist friend, please stay

In the Void Realm of the state governed by Taichu Holy Land, a several-meter-sized purple-skinned gourd quietly floated.

This purple-skinned gourd looked ordinary, yet upon closer inspection, one would discover its surface was covered with dense, tadpole-like runes. These runes were profound and mysterious, seemingly containing endless secrets, inadvertently exuding wisps of mysterious Aura.

On top of the purple-skinned gourd stood two figures, one large and one small. Their pupils glowed with a faint purple light, flickering on and off like mysterious stars.

They gazed from afar at the sky above Taichu Holy Land, where terrifying Lightning Tribulation roared like angry waves, and the constantly spreading Immortal Saint intent seemed to devour the entire world.

The two men watched this scene with solemn expressions.

Both were dressed as Daoists.

One was a slightly plump middle-aged man in a yellow Daoist robe.

On his round face, two squinting eyes peeked out, his beard scraggly and his face greasy.

He held a jade fly whisk, which he simply hung over his shoulder, completely lacking the demeanor of a Revered Master, even appearing somewhat disheveled.

Beside him was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. The boy looked a bit lazy, with sleepy eyes.

Yet he wore a purple Daoist robe, with the Aura of the Great Dao swirling around him. Countless Laws of the Great Dao seemed to be cheering with joy.

He stood on the purple-skinned gourd, naturally one with the Great Dao, as if he had merged with this world, appearing very mysterious.

The two standing together formed a clear contrast.

At this moment.

A stream of light flashed past not far from them.

This was a Saint Strong One, shrouded in a red light, with Saintly charm lingering around him, his Aura very terrifying.

When the Fat Daoist saw him, he narrowed his eyes and quickly waved, shouting to that Saint, "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Upon hearing this, the Saint paused, then looked back in confusion.

He saw a yellow-robed Fat Daoist, picking his nose with one hand, staring at him with a lewd expression.

Seeing this, he felt a surge of disgust. If not for the Fat Daoist's Aura, which he couldn't quite discern, he probably would have just slapped him to death.

"Sick!"

To be safe, he still suppressed this impulse, then cursed loudly, turned, and accelerated away, disappearing in the blink of an eye!

...

The Fat Daoist was speechless for a moment.

What kind of people are these? This old Daoist is trying to save you.

Truly ungrateful, mistaking good intentions for feeding dogs!

Beside him, the purple-robed boy, seeing this scene, covered his eyes in embarrassment, muttering, "Well, that's the fifth one just now, another one to add!"

"Alright, go in peace, I'll pray for your souls later!"

The boy also had a headache.

Mainly because his Revered Master,

His mouth was as if it had been blessed!

A single phrase, "Fellow Daoist, please stay," had led countless people to their doom!

Even Saints couldn't withstand his words!

"Dao Yi, what kind of expression is that? Your Revered Master here is saving these misguided elderly people!"

The Fat Daoist saw the boy's expression, and with a solemn, self-sacrificing look, he raised his hand to tap the latter's head.

However, before his fist could land, waves of the Great Dao's Aura gathered on it, stopping his movement.

This scene startled the Fat Daoist, and his eyes flickered non-stop.

This disciple of his had too great a background. If it weren't for the Dao Revered Master's command, he would never have become this little fellow's Revered Master.

The Karma was too great; he feared his fat would not be able to bear it!

"Revered Master, isn't that so? Who can withstand your mouth?"

Dao Yi pouted, ignoring the Fat Daoist's actions, and showed an expression that clearly stated it was a fact.

"Nonsense, I already said it has nothing to do with this Revered Master. It's all because they didn't listen to advice..." The Fat Daoist rolled his eyes, immediately defending himself.

In response, Dao Yi could only shrug helplessly. He was already used to it and too lazy to refute!

However, he quickly shed his lazy demeanor, his gaze becoming solemn as he looked towards Taichu Holy Land, saying, "Revered Master, is it really as serious as you say?"

At this moment, the Fat Daoist also put away his disheveled appearance, his face serious, and said, "Dao Yi, when has this Revered Master ever been wrong? This muddy water is not something anyone can get involved in!"

"It's better for us two to lie low and be safe!"

"In short, whoever gets involved... will die!"

After speaking, terrifying light erupted from the Fat Daoist's eyes, constantly flickering.

Dao Yi was startled, then fell silent.

He knew very well how strong this Revered Master, who looked incredibly disheveled, truly was.

Not to mention his strength.

Just with his terrifying Daoist Magic that dispels evil, there were probably few on this continent who could surpass him!

Dao Yi still trusted his words greatly.

However, he was also a little curious: what kind of existence was playing the chess Revered Master in such a grand game, where even Saints were reduced to pawns!

Dao Yi remained silent and did not answer, tacitly agreeing with the Fat Daoist's statement!

He once again resumed his lazy demeanor, while the Fat Daoist beside him also continued his 'persuasion to death' endeavor!

At the same time.

Similar to these two Daoists, there were many others, all terrifying existences.

They all stayed far away from Taichu Holy Land, not approaching. As soon as they sensed something was wrong, they would flee immediately!

...

Rumble...

Above Taichu Holy Land, dark clouds were like ink, and thunder surged. Within the thunderclouds, a terrifying divine thunder seemed to be brewing, like a ferocious Dragon with bared fangs and claws, ready to devour its prey.

At this moment, everyone stopped their fierce battles, their gazes like torches, all converging on the location of the Lightning Tribulation.

There, a figure stood proudly in the middle of the thunderclouds!

This person was the Grand Ancestor who had rushed out of Taichu Holy Land's ancestral land!

At this time, she was undergoing the Immortal Saint Tribulation. She had already passed 35 lightning punishments. As long as she safely passed this last divine thunder, she would truly step into the Immortal Realm and achieve Immortal Saint status!

At this moment, her Aura was somewhat chaotic, and her aged face showed no expression.

The previous 35 Lightning Tribulations had fiercely struck her like a violent storm, causing her severe injuries.

Her body had suffered a tremendous impact, countless bones were shattered, her body was covered in blood, and her entire being trembled violently, like a flickering candle in the wind, barely able to maintain balance.

"This is the last one!" She gazed at the heart-pounding divine thunder above the thunderclouds and whispered softly.

Although her body was like a broken vessel, her eyes still burned with unyielding fighting spirit. Her Aura and pressure were like a majestic, indestructible mountain.

She took a deep breath and, with a wave of her hand,

A dazzling, colorful sea of flowers appeared behind her. These flowers emitted various lights in the darkness, vibrant and colorful.

This was a terrifying Dharma Idol!

At this moment, within that sea of flowers, every flower and plant was releasing a unique energy, gathering into her body, elevating her entire state countless times over!!

Immediately after, she opened her palm, and a bronze great seal suddenly appeared in her hand!

She swiftly formed hand seals, muttering incantations, fully activating the bronze great seal in her hand.

The bronze great seal suddenly emitted a dazzling light, then with a "whoosh," it streaked across the sky like lightning, appearing in mid-air at an astonishing speed and beginning to rotate rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the bronze great seal became enormous, dozens of times its original size, like a majestic mountain spanning between her and the Lightning Tribulation.

Although this was only a Low Grade Sacred Artifact, at this moment, it exuded a terrifyingly powerful Aura.

Countless mysterious runes emerged from the great seal, like nimble spirits, intertwining and weaving, finally forming rows of dense, solid, and impregnable great nets!

Just then, the previously calm sky suddenly became turbulent, and the thick thunderclouds violently churned.

Immediately after, accompanied by a deafening roar, as if the entire world trembled.

A massive purple divine thunder crashed down from the center of the thunderclouds, like a purple giant Dragon with bared fangs and claws, tearing through the Void Realm with world-destroying might, roaring.

It rushed straight towards the Grand Ancestor of Taichu Holy Land, seemingly wanting to devour her whole.

"It's here!"

The Grand Ancestor of Taichu Holy Land's eyes narrowed, her muscles tensed. She soared into the sky without hesitation, fearlessly rushing towards the terrifying purple lightning.

In an instant, her figure was completely submerged by the surging thunder Dragon...

Everyone in Taichu Holy Land held their breath, watching this scene nervously.

They had only one thought: it must succeed!