Primordial Era: I, Emperor Donghua, establish the Immortal Court

Chapter 113 The Crisis of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, Number Ten's Plea for Help

"No!"

Immediately, Cangjie knelt down and shook his head.

"You've already helped me so much, how could you possibly give me such a treasure!"

Upon hearing this, the Eastern King still wore a smile.

He had anticipated Cangjie's reaction.

After all, compared to others, the origin of laws is extremely precious.

In the entire primordial world, it is extremely rare, even more so than the Primordial Purple Qi.

However, Cangjie was unaware that the Eastern King Duke didn't care about such things at all.

Even if you give him one, you'll still have three left.

Then, Dongwanggong waved his hand dismissively and said.

"Refine it; I have plenty of this stuff."

"this……"

Looking at the expression on Dongwanggong's face, Cangjie hesitated.

Although I haven't known Dongwanggong for long, I don't know much about him.

However, he could tell that what the Eastern King Duke said was not a lie. Instantly, he felt a chill run down his spine.

"The Heavenly Emperor actually possesses so many treasures like the Origin of Laws."

"The Heavenly Emperor is indeed unfathomable..."

Cangjie thought to himself, and then stopped hesitating.

The next second, he took the source of the laws above his head from a distance and began to freeze it.

Instantly, rolling golden light surged forth, blooming in layers of phenomena within his body.

Seeing this, the Eastern King nodded slightly.

Now that Cangjie has absorbed the origin of the laws, his attainment of enlightenment is inevitable.

All he needs to do is wait for the Kongdong Seal to be born.

When the time comes, let Cangjie return to rule the human race, and he can simply reap the benefits of destiny.

Just then, he suddenly felt a buzzing in his mind.

In the chat group, Number 10 was urgently sending messages asking for help.

The world of number ten.

Butian Pavilion.

This is the first sect that Number Ten joined after leaving the Great Wilderness.

Originally, this place was a sacred place for cultivation.

However, at this moment, Butian Pavilion was already in a state of being ravaged by war.

Thick smoke billowed everywhere, and corpses were scattered all around.

The wails never ceased.

Among the corpses were disciples and elders of the Butian Pavilion, as well as members of other forces.

At this point, the only way to describe the scene at Buguan Pavilion is that it was awash in blood.

Above the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, magical techniques flew about, accompanied by a series of booming sounds.

An old vine, rising into the air.

He is the sacrificial spirit of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, and the strongest being in the Heaven-Mending Pavilion!

At this moment, he is constantly summoning powerful magical techniques and treasures, fighting alone against several powerful beings!

Among them are innate offspring such as the Qiongqi and the Devouring Sky Sparrow.

He remains a figure considered an ancestor among the various powerful forces.

Any one of them, placed in this world, would be a famous and powerful figure who dominates a region!

Even a powerful old vine gradually became no match for it and began to retreat step by step.

Of course, this is because he is simply too old.

If this had happened a thousand years ago, he would have been more than capable of fighting these people alone.

As he continued to retreat, the old vine suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Haha, old man, can't hold on any longer, huh? Hand over the divine seed obediently, and perhaps we can spare your corpse!"

In the sky, a large, fiery red bird spoke in a high-pitched voice.

She is one of the ancient remnants, known as the Sky-Devouring Sparrow.

"Surrender."

Similarly, the other powerful figures on the Heavenly Bay also spoke up, their eyes gleaming with astonishment.

The old vine was already exhausted and was now merely struggling in its death throes.

However, they remained unmoved by the intruders' words, as if they hadn't heard them at all.

On the contrary, at this critical juncture, looking towards the ground...

There, a team is trying to break through.

Led by an elderly man and two middle-aged men, they repelled all the forces that tried to stop them.

One of them is called Elder Liu, another is Lei Zu Mu Yan from the Butian Pavilion, and the third is the Pavilion Master of the Butian Pavilion.

At this moment, they were all covered in wounds and exhausted.

However, they did not retreat.

Because behind them stood disciples of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion.

This is a spark, and it is hope!

Similarly, these disciples, though of humble strength, were almost insignificant on this battlefield.

However, they were all fearless in the face of death, and they fought against the evil forces that tried to stop them.

Among them, a child who looked to be no more than ten years old was the most ferocious. He charged in and out of the crowd seven times, killing the bandits until they lost their bearings!

And he is number ten!

Because of his visualization technique, his strength is exceptionally high compared to his peers, so he is actively participating in the battle and trying to lead the other disciples of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion to escape.

However, no matter how powerful he is, he has only cultivated for about ten years.

Compared to those ancient monsters that are hundreds or thousands of years old, he was utterly vulnerable.

At first, everyone thought he was just a child and didn't take action.

However, after discovering Number Ten's strength, a group of middle-aged men, each about ten meters tall and no weaker than him, attacked together, sending Number Ten flying backwards.

Although he used various powerful techniques to kill these dozen or so experts, Number Ten was now seriously injured.

Even so, covered in blood and with bloodshot eyes, he charged recklessly through the crowd.

"Good! Very good!"

Seeing this, Lao Teng burst into laughter.

The next moment, to the astonishment of the powerful beings like the Sky-Devouring Sparrow, his body once again blazed with intense light, and he pounced forward again!

Even Number Ten is fearless in the face of death, how could he, a dignified Spirit Master, possibly back down! Soon, countless magical techniques flashed across the sky once more, various moves passing between each other above!

Back to number ten.

Seeing his fellow disciples die tragically one by one, he was filled with grief and indignation.

His original personality was that of a kind-hearted child.

Although he only stayed in the Heaven-Mending Pavilion for a short time,

However, since leaving the Great Wilderness Stone Village, the Butian Pavilion has become the place where he feels most at home, apart from the chat group.

Now that the Heaven-Mending Pavilion has suddenly fallen into this predicament, he must do his best to help.

Even if this power is insignificant.

At this moment, he was still struggling to break through the crowd, dragging his injured body.

Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing and stood there, stunned.

"etc?"

"Chat group?"

Number Ten's self-talk.

Just now, I mentioned that Butian Pavilion is the place where he feels most at home, besides the chat group.

At that moment, he was suddenly jolted.

"Yeah, and there are chat groups too!"

Number Ten muttered to himself as he returned to the back of the Pavilion Master of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion and the others. Under their protection, he hurriedly entered the chat group.

I love eating animal milk: "@Everyone!"

"Brothers, sisters, uncles, and grandfathers!"

"Can you help me...?"

"Just now, a group of bad guys broke into my gang, killing people indiscriminately, and even tried to wipe out my gang..."

"Please help me..."

Number Ten said anxiously, his voice trembling with tears.

Immediately upon seeing the message from the 10th, the group members all appeared.

Ye Hei: "What?!"

"What's going on, Little Ten? Who dares to lay a hand on you? Don't be afraid, your brother's here!"

Ye Hei was the first to appear, his tone filled with anger.

This was discussed among group members a long time ago.

If Number Ten is in danger, Ye Hei will be the first to step forward. This is the mission entrusted to him.

Now is the time for him to show his skills.

The 40th generation exorcist of the Ma family: "What's wrong, Number Ten? Don't panic. Tell us what happened."

Ma Xiaoling followed closely behind. Seeing Number Ten's pitiful appearance, she was immediately overcome with maternal love and asked him a question.

The Boundless Heaven and Earth Borrowed Power: "Outrageous! How dare someone bully our group's only beloved member? They're truly ungrateful and courting death!"

Yan Chixia, his eyes bloodshot, also rushed over immediately.

Following them, Zhang Zhiwei, Ying Zheng, Godzilla, and Angel Yan appeared in turn.

They looked tense and were extremely concerned about Number Ten.

When Number 10 saw the messages from the group members, he felt a warmth in his heart and began to tell them what had happened to him.

I love eating animal milk: "Yes, that's right..."

"The gang I belong to now is called Butian Pavilion."

"And just recently, our Heaven-Mending Pavilion's sacred spirit, the Old Vine Tree, died because of its advanced age. Immediately afterward, various powerful forces rushed over, wanting to destroy the Heaven-Mending Pavilion and seize the Old Vine Tree's divine seed..."

That's how it is.

Number 10 roughly explained the cause and effect of the predicament that Butian Pavilion had suffered.

Ye Hei: "I see."

Ye Hei asked with a sullen face.

The next moment, he continued.

Ye Hei: "Little Ten, don't worry, I'll be there to rescue you right away using the teleportation function in the chat group!"

(End of this chapter)