I start by accepting Sun Wukong as my disciple and reshape the Journey to the West

Chapter 126 The Styx Ancestor Appears
"You wretched creature, surrender now!"

The sudden sound carried a terrifying power. Even a ferocious creature like Mosquito Daoist felt all his emotions and desires stirred up at this moment, and for a moment he even forgot to attack Lu Ya.

Seeing the appearance of Mosquito Daoist, Lu Ya Daoist breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but look in the direction of the newcomer.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Ya, beware of illusions!"

The voice of the Antarctic Immortal boomed in his ears, finally waking Lu Ya, but it was too late.

The moment Lu Ya opened his eyes, Mosquito Daoist's figure had already disappeared into Xuanzang's brow.

Boom!

With two loud bangs, the Antarctic Immortal and Lu Ya Daoist were simultaneously blasted away.

"You two despicable men, how dare you launch a sneak attack!" Xuanzang's brow turned even redder.

Lu Ya's eyes were icy cold. The Antarctic Immortal landed beside Lu Ya: "Daoist Lu Ya, we have missed our best opportunity. Things will probably get difficult from here on out."

"The illusion created by Mosquito Taoist was not enough to trap me. The one who just attacked was not Mosquito Taoist!" Lu Ya explained.

“I believe in Fellow Daoist Lu Ya! But Fellow Daoist Lu Ya, regardless of whether he is Mosquito Daoist or not, it means that Fellow Daoist Xuan Tian is your biggest weakness. You trust him too much.”

"Yes! I will remember the Immortal's teachings." Lu Ya clenched his fist slightly, knowing that the Antarctic Immortal was right.

He and Ye Xuantian traveled to this place and supported each other along the way. When they were conferred the title of gods, their fame spread far and wide. However, all of this was inseparable from Ye Xuantian's advice and strategies behind the scenes.

He never expected that Ye Xuantian would become his weakness and vulnerability.

"What follows is likely to be a tough battle," Lu Ya said seriously.

The Old Man of the South Pole looked at the one-eyed dragon's coiled dragon cane with a bitter expression on his face.

Because his cultivation level had not reached the quasi-saint level, Mosquito Daoist would definitely find an opportunity to attack him in close combat, thus giving them the chance to seal Xuanzang's physical body.

In fact, the other party did take the risk as they had planned, but who could have imagined that the final step would be ruined by Ye Xuantian's voice.

"I will not give you any more chances! Please come in person, Master!" The crimson color around Xuanzang became even more intense, and the Dharma image behind him slowly opened its eyes at this moment.

boom!
The full pressure of a Quasi-Saint at the peak of perfection was unleashed at this moment, but it was even more solid than before, so solid that it seemed to be a tangible substance.

The oppressive aura was like the might of the heavens, and the peach grove here began to wither under its pressure.

A foul, fishy smell permeated the air, and the Antarctic Immortal felt his own blood and energy collapsing as soon as he caught a whiff of it.

“This time I truly believe what Fellow Daoist Lu Ya said! The one who just cast the illusion was probably also Ancestor Styx.”

The last remaining eyeball on the dragon-patterned staff in the hands of the Antarctic Immortal emitted a dazzling golden light, protecting the two of them. The Buddhist Golden Bell Shield was indeed powerful; as soon as the Golden Bell Shield appeared, the foul odor was also blocked.

"Did the immortal think I was making excuses for myself earlier?"

"Absolutely not!" the Antarctic Immortal said righteously.

Lu Ya took a deep breath and didn't dwell on it, after all, he was the one who made the mistake.

"I'm afraid this prayer bead won't last much longer!" Lu Ya looked at the prayer bead, which was already surrounded by gray mist and had cracks inside, and it could shatter at any moment.

“Fellow Daoist Lu Ya, why don’t you go out? I’ll reduce the range of my defenses; that should hold out longer.” The Antarctic Immortal continued to increase the amount of magical power he poured into the prayer beads, speaking with a hint of annoyance. “Never mind!” Lu Ya immediately shut up.

What a joke! It's true that we're both at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, but who is the other party now?
The Styx Ancestor's clone, go out? Are you kidding me?

The moment Xuanzang's Dharma body opened its eyes, Mosquito Daoist immediately turned around and knelt down: "Master, your disciple is incompetent and unable to kill them. I could only use your clone ahead of time, which has disappointed you."

"No, you used it at the perfect time. Any later, and you might not have had the chance. If the three Quasi-Saints attacked at the same time, even if you had comprehended the Blood River Domain, you still wouldn't have had a chance to escape. Don't you agree, Saint Xuantian?"

Three Quasi-Saints? The Mysterious Heaven Saint!
The words of the Styx Ancestor startled the three people present. Then, following the Styx Ancestor's gaze, they saw Ye Xuantian, dressed in a green Taoist robe, standing with his hands clasped in the distance.

His slender figure was worlds apart from the golden body of the Styx Ancestor. In fact, the Styx Ancestor's pressure swept over Ye Xuantian as soon as he opened his mouth, and the pressure on Lu Ya and the Antarctic Immortal was also greatly reduced.

Even so, Ye Xuantian stood there as if he felt nothing at all, his clothes fluttering behind him with a whooshing sound.

The overwhelming pressure didn't even touch him. Seeing this, Lu Ya's lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but mutter, "What a show-off!"

"The Sage of Xuantian has concentrated all his power in front of him; he has controlled his combat power to the extreme!"

Hearing the words of the Antarctic Immortal, Lu Ya then released his senses and confirmed that it was as the Antarctic Immortal had said. His expression became even more strange: "He and I are both at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, so why do you all call him a Saint?"

The Antarctic Immortal glanced at Daoist Lu Ya: "Based on what happened earlier, Fellow Daoist Lu Ya, you were distracted by the voice of the Sage of Xuan Tian!"

"Old sage, you shouldn't hit someone in the face!"

"To be able to fight against the heavens is to be a god; to dare to challenge the heavens is to be called a saint! Now that saints are not appearing, it is not surprising that someone who can reach the level of the Xuan Tian Saint is called a saint."

"Sage Xuantian, I have long admired your name. You remained silent during the ancient calamity, hiding like a dog. Now, in the end times of the Journey to the West, you are showing off your power. I heard from Tianbo Xun that Sage Xuantian intends to destroy my Asura lineage?" The voice of the Styx Ancestor was arrogant and domineering.

"Now that I am standing before the Sage Xuan Tian, ​​do you think it is possible to destroy this avatar of mine?"

Ye Xuantian's lips curled up slightly: "The filth born in the Blood River is ultimately without father or mother, and has no manners!"

"You're courting death!" The Styx Ancestor glared angrily, his Dharma body flickering slightly as he appeared in front of Ye Xuantian and stomped down.

The enormous Dharma body contained immense pressure, and its foot became the sky in Ye Xuantian's eyes.

Ye Xuantian shifted his body slightly to the side, and the Styx Ancestor's foot landed heavily, brushing against the hem of his clothes.

Ok?
The Styx Ancestor frowned as he watched this scene, and a thought similar to Lu Ya's arose in his mind: This is too pretentious!

Before He could think further, His eyes were filled with shame and anger. The God-Slaying Spear appeared in Ye Xuantian's hand and was thrown upwards.

It should be noted that at this moment, the Styx Ancestor's Dharma Body was too enormous, and Ye Xuantian was like standing in front of two door pillars. The God-Slaying Spear flew straight upward, aiming directly at the man's vital point!
"Completely lacking in saintly demeanor!" Old Ancestor Styx was furious. He cursed as he retreated without hesitation.

As Styx Ancestor was about to retreat, he discovered that he could not move his body.

Because a gleaming belt now adorned His neck, the end of which led directly to Ye Xuantian's figure. Ye Xuantian's smile widened: "Ancestor Styx! Trying to protect yourself?"

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