The God of Heavens

Chapter 90 Great Purge

In the forbidden area of ​​the holy land, ancient trees are towering, bamboos are swaying in the deep valley, and fairy mist is lingering, isolated from the world.

In the center of the valley, a huge altar stands tall, covered with Taoist patterns and complex prohibitions. It exudes an ancient and majestic aura, carrying the weight of endless years.

On the altar, a black gold tripod with dragon patterns stands tall. The body of the tripod is made of fairy gold, and chaotic energy is everywhere. Shadows of real dragons are circling around it, and fairy phoenixes are spreading their wings across the sky. The scene is colorful and wonderful, as if the fairyland has come to the earth, mysterious and shocking.

Li Daoqing walked slowly to the front of the Dragon Cauldron and sat cross-legged.

In an instant, one hundred and eight brilliant divine rings blossomed from around him, enveloping him. As the divine rings slowly swirled, Li Daoqing looked like a divine king, majestic and sacred, making one dare not look directly at him.

He looked solemn, his eyes like torches, and turned to Lin Yu and the others. He said in a firm and powerful voice, "I will guard the Dragon Cauldron here and will never let it be taken advantage of by the evil hands. The rest of the matter will be entrusted to you."

Zhang Lingshu's face was solemn, he nodded heavily, and responded resolutely: "Don't worry, Junior Brother, this time we will definitely be able to sweep away Shen Ke and restore the Holy Land to a clear and bright state."

Zhang Lingshu took Lin Yu and the other two away with a serious expression. He said, "There are three living fossils in the Black Hand lineage, and they are the brothers of that man.

One of my two junior brothers will guard the holy land's foundation to prevent them from taking desperate measures, while the other will provide support at any time. We must quell this chaos as quickly as possible."

The three of them continued on their journey until they finally arrived at Sky Island, a land of verdant mountains, clear waters, cascading waterfalls, and shrouded in mist, resembling a paradise on earth.

"Where is Cang Yunzi?!" Zhang Lingshu used his divine power, and the sound waves rolled and shook the sky.

Above the Sky Island, clouds and mist rolled, trees felled, as if ravaged by a storm. The Yaoguang Holy Land was in an uproar, and the disciples were discussing the situation.

"Mr. Zhang is angry!"

"He's on Elder Cang Yun's Sky Island!"

"There won't be a fight, right?"

The door to the main hall burst open, and two old men emerged. One, with silver hair and a solemn expression, had a square face and a powerful look. He asked sternly, "Zhang Lingshu, what's wrong with you?"

The other old man had a refined appearance and an air of immortality. He looked puzzled and said, "I wonder what Elder Zhang and the Holy Son are up to, and why they are so angry?"

Zhang Lingshu said coldly, "I came here just for you two!"

Before he finished speaking, a light flashed in his hand, and a small tripod was sacrificed, emitting rays of divine light, brilliant and beautiful, but carrying an unmatched pressure, which went straight to suppress the old man Qingyi.

Elder Qingyi's face changed, and he retreated repeatedly, asking anxiously, "Elder Zhang, what's going on? Is there some misunderstanding?"

"Zhang Lingshu, are you crazy? Are you going to start a civil war in Yaoguang?" The silver-haired old man roared, pinching the Yaoguang Holy Seal in his hand. The holy light was as bright as a little sun, hitting Zhang Lingshu directly.

"boom!"

The holy light was overwhelming, and every inch of space was filled with terrifying divine radiance, which made one's soul tremble.

"Oh no, the Grand Elder is really fighting!" A Yaoguang disciple exclaimed, his voice trembling.

"Quickly call in the Holy Lord! Where are the other supreme elders? Why is no one stopping it?" A famous dragon master was worried.

At the same time, vibrations were also heard from another sky island in Yaoguang Holy Land.

"Xinglan, are you crazy too? Instead of stopping Zhang Lingshu, you stop me?" A tall, thin-faced old man in a red robe rode a fire dragon and confronted another person.

A tall and imposing young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes sneered: "Humph, you are the cancer of the Holy Land! Today, I will make sure you are completely put to death!"

He stretched out his hand and waved it, and the stars in the sky fell down. The stars in the sky were bright, and the beams of light crisscrossed and sealed the opponent tightly.

"Two more Supremes are fighting! What exactly happened in the Holy Land?" Yaoguang's disciples almost collapsed. Many Supreme Elders were fighting in the Holy Land. What kind of scene was this?
"boom!"

A vast, ocean-like aura erupted, and the remains of the holy body appeared. Though bony, they shone with golden light, like a god descending from heaven. "That's... a saint! He's actually revived the power of an ancient saint!" an elder from the First Heaven of the Immortal Stage exclaimed, his voice filled with disbelief.

"Too powerful! The pressure from the ancient saints is simply suffocating!" Another elder murmured to himself, feeling both awed and excited.

Ye Fan revived the holy corpse and stretched out a golden hand, grabbing the silver-haired old man. The Yaoguang Holy Seal collapsed at the touch, and the silver-haired old man's face suddenly changed, his eyes filled with shock and fear.

"Ancient Holy Body! How is this possible!" the old man Qingyi shouted in a lost voice.

The silver-haired old man roared, "Don't panic! If we join forces, we may be able to defeat him!"

"Join forces? Are you worthy?" Ye Fan sneered, and his big hand continued to press down. The heaven and earth gathered together to form a small world, rumbling and suppressing it.

Despair surged in the silver-haired old man's heart, and then a blessing came to his mind. He shouted to the old man Qingyi: "Li Daoqing's lineage is about to start the reckoning. Quickly contact Long Ding and fight them!"

However, before he could finish his words, he was imprisoned by the remains of the Holy Body. The world continued to shrink and eventually condensed into a small golden ball.

"Shh!"

Lin Yu opened the hell plane, and a divine chain of order stretched out, wrapped around the golden ball, and dragged it into it. What was waiting for him was eternal suppression.

The old man Qingyi saw the silver-haired old man being captured, his eyes widening: "So it's all your doing!"

"Blood sacrifice to the Dragon Cauldron, breaking through the air to summon!" He spat out a large mouthful of blood, forming a complex Taoist pattern in the air, instantly penetrating the blockade, breaking through the air and flying towards the restricted area of ​​the holy land.

In the forbidden valley of the holy land, the black gold tripod with dragon pattern on the altar received the essence and blood, and it trembled and buzzed, as if it was about to fly away.

"Shh!"

The divine ring behind Li Daoqing turned, a ray of light swept across, and the Dragon Cauldron returned to calm.

"Damn it! Why can't the dragon-patterned black gold tripod be used!" The old man Qingyi roared, trying to mobilize the power of the imperial weapon, but found that he could not mobilize it at all no matter what.

"Don't waste your energy." Li Daoqing's voice came from a distance, and his figure slowly appeared. "The dragon-patterned black gold tripod has been locked by me. You have no chance of turning around."

"Li Daoqing! How dare you do this!" The old man Qingyi gritted his teeth, his eyes full of resentment.

"You have been secretly eroding Yaoguang for many years, and today is the day to settle the accounts!" Li Daoqing's expression was grim, with holy light rising into the sky from his body, and one hundred and eight divine rings blocking out the sun.

Just as the old man Qingyi was about to speak, Ye Fan punched out, directly destroying his body, and the golden blood completely wiped out his soul.

Afterwards, the three of them rushed to another battlefield. Seeing this, the last red-robed old man's eyes were filled with despair: "No! I won't accept this! We have been planning for years, how could we be defeated by you!"

Lin Yu looked at him coldly: "If you do too much evil, you will perish. This is your end."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan had already punched out, and golden blood swept like a torrent, completely submerging the red-robed old man.

This person was the elder who had fought with Lin Yu when he killed the Holy Son of Yaoguang outside the ancient forbidden land, and now the fight has finally come to an end.

Afterwards, following the information obtained from soul searching, several people set out to suppress the disciples and elders who were involved with the Black Hand lineage, and sealed their cultivation.

A day later, the battle ended, the dust settled, and peace returned to the holy land.

Li Daoqing slowly approached, a halo enveloping him, like a god. He swept a solemn gaze over the remaining people and declared, "This action is to settle accounts with the rebellious within the Holy Land. Disciples, do not panic."

Above the holy land, the clouds gradually dissipated and the sun shone, heralding a new beginning.

(End of this chapter)