I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 252 All the realms in the lake, obey my orders!
The girl stood in front of the lake, still bathing in the blood of the True King, the black gourd in her hand spinning.

The atmosphere was tense for a moment.

Li Bai was completely desperate - he was not afraid of death, as he said, he had lived enough, but he could not bear to see his disciple suffer.

The eldest disciple has taken meticulous care of the younger disciple for the past eight years, and the younger disciple has also crawled out of the gates of hell, and now they have only been reunited for a few minutes!

He stepped forward tremblingly:
"I beg King Rakshasa to spare my disciples. I am willing to personally go to this lake as a pioneer. Although I am old, I have learned the way of swordsmanship and can be of use."

The girl looked at him in confusion and was about to say something, but suddenly fell silent.

She seemed to be listening, nodding her little head imperceptibly.

for a long time.

"I know you, the Green Lotus Sword Immortal. I heard that you are descended from the White Emperor's lineage."

The boundary lake was now stirred up with waves that were hundreds of feet high, surging and about to crash down, and the sound of the waves was like thunder.

The Rakshasa King spoke calmly:
"I also heard that although your lineage is based on killing, no one has a murderous nature. I am very curious whether this is true."

As she spoke, a bright smile appeared on her face:
"If I kill your disciple in front of you, will you be angry?"

Li Taibai was stunned and his face immediately changed. He wanted to speak, but he saw the girl waving her hand gracefully, and the little disciple he had just met was sucked over and suspended in her palm.

"Komaki!"

The old man shouted anxiously, but saw the true king of the Rakshasa clan smiled sweetly, created something out of thin air, and produced a copper pillar, which he burned red with fire and tied his little apprentice to the copper pillar.

Zhou Mu wailed.

"Not enough. Not fun enough."

The girl smiled, and with her delicate hands, she took off Chu Ji's head. The latter died with his eyes wide open, looking angry, but his pupils were already cold.
Then it was Yu Meiren's turn. While she wailed, her limbs were torn off, her ears and nose were cut off, and finally she was pierced through the heart by an iron spear and nailed to the ground, also without a sound.

However, before Yu Meiren died, she looked at the old man with lost eyes:

"Master."

These were her last words.

The young girl was laughing and killing people. Marquis Zhaolie, the Martial Saint, talented people, and even Jiahu, who was originally planned to be used, all died tragically in front of the old man.

Finally, it’s Zhou Mu.

The Rakshasa King licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the demented, slightly trembling old man:

"Is this your little apprentice?"

She summoned ten evil spirits from the realm of hungry ghosts, and surrounded Zhou Mu, who was wailing on the bronze pillar, gnawing at his flesh, bones, and internal organs bit by bit.
The screams pierced the old man's heart.

He was bewildered, looking at his eldest disciple who had been turned into a human stick, looking at Chu Ji who had also been with him for eight years and died with his eyes open and his head rolling on the ground, looking at Jia Hu who was shot to death and was frozen in anger, and finally the younger disciple who was being eaten.

All this happened too suddenly and violently. The old man couldn't accept it at all. His heart was twitching and he was wailing like a wounded animal.
He struggled forward, and green lotuses condensed at his side. The green lotuses turned into swords and fell like rain.

"weak."

Rakshasa King commented:
"Too weak."

She blew a breath, and the nearby Green Lotus Swords disappeared completely, turning into lotus petals that drifted away with the wind.

The old man broke through the lotus petals and rushed forward with a roar, his eyes were red, and he no longer had the indifference and detachment of the past.
If he had compared himself to a sword immortal in the past, even though he was holding a sword at this moment, he did not have the ethereal air of an immortal. Instead, he was filled with sharp murderous intent, and the sound of clanging swords could be heard all over his body!

Even the tragic aura on his body gathered into shape, transforming into scenes of weapons clashing, cavalry breaking through the city, and ordinary people holding swords and pointing to the sky.
The blood is flowing and splattering every step!
"Still too weak." Luosha Zhenwang smiled and blew a breath. The old man who was furiously charging froze in mid-air.

The strange phenomena around his body slowly dissipated, his skin and flesh were also melting away, and he was on the verge of death.

"Tsk tsk, is this the so-called White Emperor lineage?"

The girl shook her head, extracted the souls of Yu Meiren, Lao Chu, and Zhou Mu, who had been eaten to dry bones, and said with a smile:

"I will keep their souls with me forever, as consumables for venting my anger - no, not consumables, they will be immortal."

"As for you, well, you didn't satisfy me, so you should continue to be punished."

The young girl used great power, and the old man fell into endless purgatory. He saw the misery of the world and experienced the punishment of hell. Some false scenes from the past kept appearing before his eyes, all of which were sad.

It seems very long, yet very short.

He returned to the boundary lake and back to the chaotic fog. He raised his head and saw the Rakshasa True King looking at him teasingly.

The old man didn't finish his words, and he was no longer able to speak. He melted away little by little, and finally, he let out a soft sigh.

"I'm useless."

There was no murderous intent, no weapons, just a sigh, and then he closed his eyes.

The light in front of my eyes brightened again.

Li Bai looked around in confusion. The evil king was standing in the distance, with Yu Meiren, Chu Ji, Xiao Mu and others standing beside him. The hundred-foot waves in the Boundary Lake in the distance were just captured.

The waves rolled like thunder.

It was clear that only a moment had passed.

"What's going on?" Li Bai asked himself in confusion.

"Old Li?" Jiahu's voice came, with surprise: "You have broken through?"

Li Taibai was stunned and turned around subconsciously, and saw a hundred-meter-tall Dharma image standing behind him.

A fairy.

After eating a lot of soil and making up for his innate lifespan, he had already returned to the realm of earthly immortals. But at this moment, he suddenly broke through and achieved the status of celestial immortal, and was honored as a [human immortal].

The hundred-meter-tall Dharma image is a mixture of red and gold, red like blood and gold like a sword. It is a solemn creature wearing silver armor with patterns like crossed sharp blades.

His hair was like a pale waterfall, his forehead was embedded with Taibai dark patterns, his left eye reflected a white rainbow piercing the sun, and his right eye reflected the Nine Netherworld Execution Platform.

This Dharma image is clearly illusory, but it looks so real, even the breathing - the sound of metal and stone breaking between breaths is extremely clear, and even the evil spirit of the Seven Stars of the Western White Tiger is flowing through the mouth and nose!

[The Dharma Image of the White Emperor].

"What's going on?"

The old man looked around blankly and found that everyone was as confused as he was. It seemed that they had no idea what he had experienced in that instant.

So, it's an illusion?
why?
The hatred and murderous intent in Li Bai's heart were subsiding, but the White Emperor's image behind him remained the same. Both of them looked towards the Rakshasa True King together.

The latter ignored him completely, with a smile on his face, which even had a bit of "flattery" in it.

"What do you think?"

Rakshasa King asked carefully.

Li Bai, Yu Meiren and the others looked in the direction the Rakshasa King was looking in bewilderment, and it was Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu's face was filled with smiles: "Is it really useful?"

There was a sound of tut-tutting coming from the plaque behind him:

"If only it were that simple. Killing is a human nature. You just took advantage of it and used hatred to create a short-lived, deformed killing intent. Although you have condensed the White Emperor's Dharma image, it is not the right path after all, and you cannot prove your truth with it."

Zhou Mu smiled and said:

"Take it slow. Raising a master is the same as raising an apprentice. You have to take your time and train them slowly."

Everyone present was confused, except Li Bai, who seemed to understand something - the illusion just now was caused by Xiao Mu? ?

He was so angry that his teeth ached, and then he was shocked. Why did this Rakshasa King seem to take Xiaomu as his leader in his words and actions?

Not only him, but everyone else also noticed this and were in a daze, looking at King Rakshasa and Zhou Mu carefully.

"Okay, let's stop here and get down to business."

Zhou Mu seemed not to be afraid of the True King Rakshasa at all. He walked forward unscrupulously, then passed her as if he didn't see her and stood in front of the boundary lake.

"Who were you fighting with just now?" Zhou Mu asked casually.

"The creatures in the lake - or rather, the strongest beings in a certain world in the lake. He and they are guarding this world lake and preventing all creatures from approaching."

The girl answered honestly and hid the black gourd behind her.

however.

"The gourd in your hand looks like a treasure. Will you give it to me?" Zhou Mu turned around with a kind smile.

"Yes, it should have a good place to go. It's a little dusty in my hands." The girl also smiled brightly and handed the gourd forward.

Everyone watching this scene fell into deathly silence, questioning their own lives.

"Am I still in a fantasy?" Li Bai muttered to himself, while Chu Ji beside him looked very serious:

"I doubt this is Lao Zhou! It should be a fake by some powerful creature."

Before he could finish his words, Zhou Mu appeared behind him and beat him up.

"Old Chu, it is very immoral to talk behind someone's back!"

"Really, this thing is absolutely real!" Old Chu shouted as he ran away with his head in his hands.

It's like a farce.

"Xiaomu."

The one who spoke was the eldest sister. She was relatively calm, but her face was still full of confusion and bewilderment:
"What on earth is going on?"

Zhou Mu beat up Old Chu and finally felt relieved. He panted and glared at the bruised Chu Ji before answering:

"It's a long story. I met this True Rakshasa King once - well, it was not long ago, outside the Five Kings City. Senior Sister, you should have climbed the mountain earlier, right?"

Yu Meiren was at a loss, so, was it she and the others who had missed something?
But what could be missed?
A true king.
She glanced sideways at the Rakshasa King, who was standing there obediently, like a student in a private school who was punished by his teacher and dared not move.

This scene had a huge impact on them.

I don’t understand, I don’t comprehend, it feels like I’m in a dream.

"Xiao Mu, let's make it short!" Li Bai couldn't help but speak.

"Oh, to put it simply, I killed the Ghost Saint, and a huge holy rain fell from the outside world."

Li Bai, Chu Ji, Yu Meiren, Zhaolie Hou
Three question marks popped up on everyone's mind.

Who was beaten to death?

Ghost Saint?

Is this the "holy" that they understand?
Zhou Mu's brief words seemed to have turned into a thousand-ton hammer, hammering and hammering wildly in their heads, making their minds disordered!

"Of course it was a trick."

Zhou Mu smiled and explained:
"In fact, I can't even beat a powerful person. I will be defeated even if I face a great immortal. It's just because I am more restrained in the soul body."

Everyone was silent.

A trick?

What trick did you use to kill a saint?
Zhou Mu didn't want to explain more as there were still many things to do.

He walked to the edge of the lake again, staring at the crystal clear lake. In a trance, he seemed to see an infinite world.

Each world is complete, with living beings, nations, and civilizations. Worlds can be large or small, and the smallest is a small world.
You can even see the ten directions of the universe glowing at the bottom of the lake!!

"Why don't you cross the lake?"

Zhou Mu pointed to the towering sacred tree in the center of the lake and the three fruits hanging on it, and asked.

"I dare not." Luosha Zhenwang said cautiously: "There are ten great worlds at the bottom of the lake. I can sense that the strongest among them is sacred."

"Once I really get close to Huang Zhongli, they might come out and kill me here."

Zhou Mu was stunned. Sacred?

The ten great thousand worlds represent ten divine beings!

There might be a True King in the Middle Thousand Worlds, and the strongest in the Small Thousand Worlds are the Great Powers—and how many worlds are there in this lake? ?
countless!
A drop of lake water is a world!
"This lake could not have been formed naturally. Who on earth gathered a corner of the universe to feed the Huangzhong plum?"

Zhou Mu murmured to himself:

"Golden Mother? Perhaps it's not just for nourishment. The creatures in the world are blocking anyone from approaching. It's obvious that they are following orders. Perhaps, this is also a 'source of troops' for some powerful person?"

If it is really the Golden Mother, how does she command the various realms in the lake?

"whether."

After glancing at the Rakshasa King who was lowering his head beside him, and looking at the people behind him who were still in confusion, Zhou Mu did not hesitate and had an idea.

Half of the Kunlun Seal appeared in his palm.

"Try it."

He muttered to himself, activating half of the Kunlun Seal, and a vague light enveloped himself.

Zhou Mu seemed to see some illusions in front of his eyes, but he didn't pay attention to them. Instead, he shouted at the lake:

"All realms in the lake, obey my orders!"

The giant boundary lake was originally surging and creating huge waves.

At this moment, everything is calm.

(End of this chapter)