Fairy Tail: I Am the God

It should be noted that in the early stages of the primordial world, even the most powerful figures of the primordial world might not possess a single top-grade innate spiritual root. Yet, the two races possessed seven such roots, a result of internal strife during the great war between the three races.

As for the Phoenix Clan, Leon did not plunder them, because it was obvious that he was not the only intelligent person.

The waters of the primordial world are too deep.

How could there only be a few Quasi-Saints? The Dragon Palace and Mount Buzhou did not have a smooth journey.

At the very least, he encountered two quasi-saints in the Dragon Palace. If he hadn't immediately recalled his clone, Leon wouldn't be sitting here so leisurely.

The Phoenix Clan itself has the weakest foundation, and most of its treasures are fire-attribute, which doesn't suit Leon.

Most importantly, there are still three quasi-saints fighting fiercely among the Phoenix Clan, all vying for the Phoenix Clan's treasures.

Therefore, Leon has no intention of getting involved.

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Within the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, the Yin-Yang Ancestor was struck so hard that he coughed up blood and was seriously injured. Illusions appeared before his eyes, drawing him deeper and deeper into them from which he could not extricate himself.

The formation was filled with a myriad of rays of light, each a golden beam.

The swirling dust of the mortal world and the boundless karmic force surrounding it meant that the Yin-Yang Ancestor, without any defensive treasures, could not withstand the power of the great formation. He had endured it for a thousand years, which was already the limit of the Yin-Yang Ancestor.

Sudden.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation unleashed a radiant glow.

It transformed into longswords, each sword imbued with boundless karma, or perhaps these swords were themselves manifestations of karma.

As Luo Hou fought fiercely with Hongjun Daoist, a cold smile appeared on his lips.

As the Yin-Yang Ancestor watched the endless karmic sword hurtling towards him, he knew in his heart that all was lost.

"Rahu, even if I die, I will never let you get away with this!" The Yin-Yang Ancestor roared, wielding the Yin-Yang Flag to cleave through the surging karmic force.

He knew he was doomed this time. He hadn't expected Rahu to be so powerful, so he came when Hongjun invited him.

At this moment, he hated it all. He hated why Hongjun Ancestor had dragged him into this mess, he hated why Luo Hou was so powerful, he hated Qiankun Ancestor for possessing the innate treasure Qiankun Cauldron, and he hated why Yang Mei could control the supreme Dao of Space...

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Ancestor was close to madness. He even hated the Heavenly Dao. Why was the Heavenly Dao so unfair? Why did he only have offensive treasures but no defensive treasures...?

He has already begun to be corrupted by karma!

Suddenly, the scene within the great formation changed drastically. The Yin-Yang Ancestor's hatred broke through the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, soaring into the sky and alarming all those above the Great Luo Golden Immortal level in the prehistoric world. However, none of them dared to come out.

They all knew that an earth-shattering battle was taking place among the most powerful beings in the primordial world.

The matter of the Yin-Yang Ancestor could not be kept from the others in the formation. Yang Mei Ancestor sneered repeatedly. He could go to save the Yin-Yang Ancestor, but he would not easily take action without any benefit. If it were not for the will of Heaven, he would never have come to Mount Sumeru.

Hongjun Patriarch's eyes flickered: "If you hadn't offended the Heavenly Dao, I might have been able to save you. Heaven's sins can be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins cannot be escaped. Alas..."

The Qiankun Ancestor and the Yin-Yang Ancestor had a good relationship, but he was willing but unable to help. He could only rely on the power of the Qiankun Cauldron to barely protect himself. If he wanted to save the Yin-Yang Ancestor, he would have to give him his Qiankun Cauldron, which was obviously not something the Qiankun Ancestor would do.

"Let's all die together! Aaaaaaah! Explode!!! Boom!!!"

The Yin-Yang Ancestor self-destructed, and even the supreme innate spiritual treasure, the Yin-Yang Flag, self-destructed along with it.

The power of a quasi-saint's self-destruction is immense. If it weren't within the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, even a hundred Mount Sumeru would have been razed to the ground.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation trembled violently, and the four immortal swords almost fell to the ground. Luo Hou spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale instantly. The twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus under his feet suddenly grew larger, supporting the entire formation and stabilizing it.

Upon seeing Yin Yang Ancestor self-destruct, Hongjun Laozu sighed, "This is troublesome."

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation can only be broken by four people. Now that one person is missing, leaving only three of them, the scales of victory have already tipped in Luo Hou's favor.

Although Hongjun also has the ability to create clones, how could the strength of his clones be of any use? The Zhuxian Sword Formation requires four powerful beings of similar strength to act simultaneously to have any chance of breaking it.

Most importantly, there are no such people in the prehistoric world right now. There may be some quasi-saints in the prehistoric world, but they are definitely not worth using.

The people he invited were top-tier experts, including even some chaotic demon gods.

How could an ordinary quasi-saint get involved in such a war?

Hongjun's thoughts raced; he had to win this battle!

This is a battle that determines his ascension to sainthood, so he has no choice but to fight desperately.

Finally, as his thoughts raced, he sighed with a hint of sadness in his eyes. Was it really going to end like this?

Finally, his eyes hardened; none of this mattered when it came to becoming a saint.

Leon, who had been watching the spectacle from inside the Dragon Palace, suddenly turned strange.

Hongjun's voice suddenly rang out around him.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist."

Leon sneered inwardly. Having watched the battle unfold, he knew perfectly well why Hongjun had summoned him.

He smiled lightly, his expression completely unchanged, and said, "Greetings, fellow Daoist."

Then came silence.

He seemed to be casually answering someone's question, his eyes still glued to the screen.

.........

Quiet.

Quiet.

Hongjun fell silent. Wasn't this man curious about why he had approached him? Where was his human curiosity? How could he possibly explain this to him?

"Ahem... Fellow Daoist, I have a request to make."

"Oh."

Leon gave a casual reply, his eyes never leaving the screen, and he occasionally let out a sound of admiration.

"Fellow Daoist, the great calamity of heaven and earth has now reached its most critical moment. The culprit behind this war between the three races and even the pursuit of you is this person. As long as this person is killed, the great calamity will end. I ask for your help, fellow Daoist. This is a great merit, which may not be inferior to the merit of creating the world."

"and then?"

Leon gave the same noncommittal answer.

Merit?

It's just a joke.

This is a battle for enlightenment between the two, and has absolutely nothing to do with merit.

Besides, even if he had merit, what use would it be to him? You must know that Leon is a supreme god. Merit might not be useful to him. At most, he could use it to refine some magical treasures. He dared not let this merit enter his body.

Want his help without wanting to give anything in return?

How could that be!

Chapter 880 Hongjun Submits, Rahu Shows Fear

Hongjun's feelings were actually very complicated. If he had a second choice, he would definitely not choose Leon.

Because he possessed the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation, he clearly understood that Leon was not a person of this world. The Heavenly Dao deeply loathed Leon, and that loathing was so intense that it was almost to the point of no return.

Heaven is impartial, yet treats all things equally.

In his eyes, everything was nothing but ants, utterly unworthy of attention.

But Leon was different. Hongjun even sensed that if it weren't for the fact that the Heavenly Dao couldn't directly interfere, Leon might be killed by it in the next second.

pity.

There is no second option.

The death of the Yin-Yang Ancestor had pushed Hongjun to the brink. He was not without options, such as other Quasi-Saints, but these were all unavoidable choices.

The biggest reason is instability. This is a battle to prove one's path, and he cannot allow any uncertainty.

Even knowing the potential consequences of using Leon, Hongjun had no other choice.

"Fellow Daoist, if you help me slay Luo Hou, I will allow you to choose any one of the treasures I have accumulated over these eons!"

It may sound like a small item, but the owner of this treasure is Hongjun!

This person, favored by the Heavenly Dao, is arguably the strongest in the primordial world, and even the Heavenly Dao itself has chosen him.

The treasures he possessed were incredibly precious. Later, the Zixiao Treasure Distribution yielded countless coveted treasures, including several innate supreme treasures.

"Not enough, three pieces! Also, I want Rahu's God-Slaying Spear!" Leon flatly refused. How could he not make an exorbitant demand when he had such a good opportunity?

"Impossible! Fellow Daoist's appetite is too great! One God-Slaying Spear... I can accept it!"

After a moment's thought, Hongjun finally decided to hand over the God-Slaying Spear to Leon.

Become a saint! Anything is worth exchanging for the chance to become a saint.

"Hahaha, good!"

Leon's goal was the God-Slaying Spear. He had no shortage of treasures; the treasures he had plundered from the dragon and unicorn clans had already made him incredibly wealthy. He could exchange any treasure he wanted directly through the system.

Unlike the God-Slaying Spear, which is the number one offensive treasure in the primordial world, the Myriad Dao Tree, though not inferior to the God-Slaying Spear once it grows up, does not possess extreme offensive properties.

The Godslayer Spear is a spear specifically designed for killing; it can even slay saints. How could it not make Leon envious?

As for Luo Hou, he had not forgotten how the other party had schemed against him; he was always very vengeful.