Humans are devouring and selling off the heavens.

Chapter 81: Hong Xuanji was forced to kneel and kowtow!
"This is?!"

Chan Yinsha watched helplessly as the boundless primordial energy beside Hong Yi surged into her and everyone else's limbs and bones like a bursting dam.

As soon as that essence entered their bodies, everyone felt as if they were being drenched in nectar, their bodies seemingly infused with endless vital energy.

The bones cracked and popped, and the muscles and skin seemed to have been trained millions of times in an instant, with strength increasing at a visible speed!
In the blink of an eye, the twenty or thirty people who were originally with Hong Yi, whether they were martial artists, innate masters or grandmasters, all broke through the shackles of the peak of martial saint and soared all the way to the human immortal realm. Some even directly stepped into the threshold of intermediate human immortal!
Zen Yinsha was originally a Martial Saint, and at this moment, she was like riding the wind, directly crossing the barrier of the intermediate human immortal, and her physical strength actually rushed all the way to the peak human immortal realm!

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

"One thought can create an immortal?!"

Chi Zhuiyang, Mr. Zhou, Lei Lie, and the others then seemed to wake from a dream, and exclaimed in unison.

Sensing the changes occurring in their bodies, everyone's pupils dilated as if struck by an earthquake, their mouths went dry, their throats bobbed, and they were completely speechless.

Even Meng Shenji, the head of the Supreme Dao Sect and known as the number one person in the world, could not rebuild his immortal body after it was destroyed.

But Hong Yi casually elevated dozens of people to the level of a human immortal's physical body!
"Could it be... that Hong Yi has already surpassed Meng Shenji?"

This thought exploded in the minds of Chi Zhuiyang and the others like a thunderbolt. Looking at Hong Yi's figure, an indescribable sense of awe and submission surged from the bottom of their hearts, almost making them kneel down on the spot.

Although Chan Yinsha was equally shocked, she was, after all, Hong Yi's Daoist partner. She composed herself and asked:

"Ayi, how come you seem like a completely different person all of a sudden?"

Hong Yi smiled slightly and slowly recounted the origins of the Zhutian Pavilion.

Everyone was shocked upon hearing this.

"A moment outside the cave, a thousand years inside; a snap of the fingers to create a celestial realm... Heavens, such divine abilities exist in this world?!"

The way they looked at Hong Yi at this moment was completely different. They almost believed that he was a god or saint incarnate, otherwise how could he have won the favor of such an existence?
Moreover, Hong Yi has already survived seven tribulations of lightning, and shows no signs of weakness. He is no different from the other sages and philosophers. Clearly, he is a sage who has returned after tens of thousands of years!

Only Chan Yinsha frowned and pondered: "Ayi, it is a good thing that you brought billions of pills to help the people of the world."

"But what if the common people are mostly ignorant and illiterate, and suddenly gain this power, and instead rebel?"

Hong Yi was about to explain his plans in detail when his expression suddenly changed, his gaze sharp as lightning, piercing straight towards Yujing.

Everyone turned their heads, and the next moment, a rumbling sound, like a thunderbolt, echoed throughout the space.

Then, with a whoosh, an aura of a powerful being, like that of an ancient demon god or a primordial yang deity, surged forth, shattering a layer of space. A space spanning a hundred miles shattered as if a mirror had been broken.

Then, in this shattered space, a magnificent ship, capable of holding almost 100,000 people and standing eighteen stories high, with each story more imposing than the last, appeared in the turbulent void.

This is the flagship that only the King of Gods can ride! The palace!
King of Artifacts! Ship of Creation!

The instant the Creation Ship appeared, it sealed off an area of ​​a thousand miles, preventing any tearing of the void.

"You guys stand back."

Hong Yi's gaze sharpened, and with a wave of his hand, a divine thought transformed into a clear light, carefully storing his mother's urn and protecting everyone inside.

"So it really was you, you little beast!"

A voice came from the ship. The newcomer was wearing dragon scale armor, a dragon-head helmet, and his hands had completely transformed into dragon claws.

It was none other than Hong Xuanji, who was wearing the Imperial Dragon Armor!
At this moment, he somehow regained his strength. After putting on the Imperial Dragon Armor, he exuded an aura comparable to a peak human immortal, enough to contend with the Creator!
His gaze was fixed on Hong Yi and the group of people enveloped by the divine sense, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"I really don't know what kind of extraordinary encounter you have had, not only have you advanced to the level of Creator, but even the bunch of good-for-nothings around you have been able to climb to the level of Pseudo-Immortals." Hong Xuanji's tone was sinister.

"However, since you have already become the Creator, it saves me a lot of trouble. I can just remove your thoughts and refine an avatar for His Majesty, so that His Majesty can advance to the realm of the Creator!"

Having said that, he turned to Emperor Qian, Yang Pan, who was wearing a dragon robe and a nine-dragon crown beside him, and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, please grant permission to execute this traitor who is disturbing the capital!" Emperor Qian, Yang Pan, nodded slightly.

In an instant, Hong Xuanji's figure had vanished.

A golden streak of light shot out from the dragon boat, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that seemed to tear space apart, and rushed straight towards Hong Yi!

Hong Xuanji threw a punch, and before the fist even arrived, a powerful yang fist intent that spanned thousands of miles was like a pillar of heaven collapsing and a celestial river overflowing, almost turning the world upside down as it struck towards Hong Yi!

Wherever the fist passed, the air crackled and exploded, turning into a crystal-like substance, which was then crushed into dust by the force of the fist!

In Hong Xuanji's view, he was wearing the Imperial Dragon Armor, and this punch could seriously injure even a Creator who had undergone seven tribulations of lightning, let alone this rebellious son who had just survived his tribulation!
however……

In Hong Yi's eyes, Hong Xuanji's speed was as slow as a snail's crawl, and the vast fist intent he condensed was nothing more than a flickering candle in the wind.

"Have you had enough, you old man?"

Hong Yi spoke coldly, his words calm, yet each syllable was as powerful as an ancient divine mountain collapsing and stars falling, resounding with absolute force!

The sound waves spread out, and the surrounding space and time rippled like a pool of water. Hong Xuanji's fist intent that stretched across the sky dissipated like smoke and clouds in an instant at this shout!
Even with the Imperial Dragon Armor protecting him, Hong Xuanji was still shaken so badly that his ears bled and his soul was pierced by a thousand steel needles churning in his brain.

Before he could react, Hong Yi's hand seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space, grabbing him with a flick of his finger in the instant before he could even react.

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound was heard.

Hong Xuanji's eyes widened suddenly, turning bloodshot and almost bursting.

Along with his arms, the indestructible Imperial Dragon Armor on his body shattered like glass inch by inch under Hong Yi's casual grab!

"impossible!!"

Hong Xuanji's right fist shattered into pieces, and the force rebounded, causing him to cough up blood. However, his eyes remained wide open in disbelief.

The next moment, Hong Yi exerted force, and the Imperial Dragon Armor was torn to shreds like paper scraps!

"Hong Xuanji, even if you don this dragon armor and hide in that Creation Ship, you still have to kowtow to my mother today!"

Hong Yi's voice was devoid of any warmth, yet it burned into Hong Xuanji's heart like a red-hot iron.

Before he finished speaking, he gripped Hong Xuanji’s nape with his five fingers like iron clamps, as if he were grabbing a chick.

With just a casual force, the powerful and martial arts master Wu Wenhou had no chance to struggle. His bones creaked and groaned, as if they were about to fall apart at any moment.

"You little beast! I am the Grand Tutor of the Great Qian Dynasty, and I kowtow to your lowly mother, a mere courtesan! You are dreaming!"

Hong Xuanji's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a roar like a trapped beast, but he couldn't even muster the slightest strength to resist.

"act recklessly."

Upon hearing Hong Xuanji still insulting his mother, Hong Yi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly exerted force on his wrist!

"Boom!"

A muffled thud, like a giant hammer striking a bronze bell, shook the western hills, causing rocks to tumble down.

Hong Xuanji's head was forcefully pressed against Meng Bingyun's urn of ashes, her forehead instantly splitting open, blood gushing out...

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(End of this chapter)