Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

Cough!

Qianying Xuanling Zhenjun suddenly coughed twice, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The aura of a true monarch emanating from him fluctuated and weakened slightly, allowing Marquis Jing'an and the others to finally catch their breath.

"I knew it!"

Sima Changfeng, who had always been a nobody, sighed inwardly upon seeing this scene. He immediately used his supernatural powers to merge his body into the surrounding walls and disappear.

The layout of this mausoleum uses stars to represent the sky, mountains and rivers to represent the earth, and mysterious elements of space and time to lock this place in place.

This is clearly a place where a seriously injured True Lord recuperates.

Moreover, Sima Changfeng speculated that this Thousand Responses Mysterious Spirit True Lord was most likely a Heavenly Dao True Lord.

He had the help of a True Lord who was proficient in the Dao of Time and Space, which enabled him to cultivate this place for recuperation.

It's likely that this Thousand-Response Mysterious Spirit True Lord was also severely injured and on the verge of death. The other True Lords didn't even dare to move him, and could only try to leave him there to recuperate. They then announced to the public that he had perished.

Unfortunately, this descendant of the Thousand-Response Mysterious Spirit True Lord was a disappointment, actually plotting against their ancestor and ruining his plan to recover from his injuries.

"Um?"

Qianying Xuanling Zhenjun glanced around and discovered that the junior he valued most was actually trying to escape from this place.

That junior's body was the most perfect physique he had ever seen.

If he couldn't recover from his injuries, he wouldn't mind possessing that junior's body.

"We apologize for disturbing Your Excellency's peaceful cultivation. Please calm your anger. We will leave immediately!"

Su Ruqiu then spoke up.

This was just empty talk, but she wanted to use it to test the attitude of this True Lord.

The fact that the True Lord is injured presents them with an opportunity.

Qianying Xuanling, who cultivated the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, immediately discerned Su Ruqiu's thoughts. His expression turned cold, and he said in a chilling voice.

"Just because I'm injured, you think I'm easy to bully?"

"How dare you!"

boom!

When the True Lord is enraged,

The entire mausoleum began to tremble violently.

Everyone immediately felt an even stronger pressure, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Attack together! He's injured!"

Everyone gritted their teeth and had no choice but to reveal their trump cards.

Xiao Xiyue unleashed a sword strike.

Ye Long threw out a terrifying talisman.

Marquis Jing'an unleashed a True Lord Arrow-shaped weapon.

The old monk struck out a relic-shaped Buddhist rosary.

……

The group unleashed various techniques that surpassed the level of the Imperial Realm.

If this power were to strike a True Lord, it could indeed injure them, or even cause them pain.

but now,

The Thousand-Response Mysterious Spirit True Lord sneered.

With a wave of his hand, he made use of the mysterious space above the tomb.

A massive spatial vortex appeared in front of the attacks launched by the group.

All supernatural powers and strengths were completely devoured.

Everyone's faces turned pale instantly.

If they had encountered an injured True Lord of Strength, there might have been a glimmer of hope for them, and they might have been able to fight their way out.

But this is the Heavenly Dao True Lord; he can easily destroy them by playing with mysteries and rules.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Qianying Xuanling Zhenjun coughed several more times, and a few drops of blood flowed from his seven orifices.

"What, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

"A bunch of ants dare to rival the moon's brilliance! They defy the will of Heaven!"

"The Thousand-Response Mysterious Spirit True Lord said coldly and indifferently."

He looked down at the crowd with disdain.

Even though he was seriously injured, he was still no match for these petty villains.

Xiao Xiyue gripped the long sword tightly in her hand, but felt very powerless.

The gap between them and the True Lord is too great.

Su Ruqiu's face was also deathly pale, and she felt utterly hopeless. She hadn't expected to be so unlucky as to encounter a True Monarch who wasn't quite dead yet, right after entering the Heavenly Cave.

The old monk's face contorted in a ferocious expression.

Marquis Jing'an was filled with fear. He retreated step by step, not wanting to die.

Just as Qianying Xuanling Zhenjun looked at Sima Changfeng hiding in the wall, his eyes flickered slightly.

Sima Changfeng was able to travel through the wall for a long time and had already gone far away, almost escaping his sensing range. Could it be that he has the Earth Element Treasure Body?

But it doesn't matter. Even if Sima Changfeng goes too far, he can't escape once he's been targeted by Qianying Xuanling Zhenjun.

Thinking of this, Qianling Xuanling Zhenjun was about to slap everyone in front of him to death and chase after them.

"Great Lord Tathagata of the Western Pole! Please quickly manifest your power!"

suddenly,

A young master of the Imperial Realm knelt on the ground, holding a jade artifact in his hands, and shouted loudly.

His shout,

Xiao Xiyue and the others were stunned.

Marquis Jing'an gritted his teeth, filled with hatred and fear.

The old monk at the evil Buddhist temple was almost scared to death.

The Thousand-Response Profound Spirit True Lord, who was originally about to kill everyone, suddenly turned around and stared intently at the young Imperial True Master.

The True Lord Tathagata of the Western Pole!

This person is very famous in the Southern Wilderness army.

He, the Thousand-Response Mysterious Spirit True Lord, was once a member of the destroyed Southern Ze Kingdom. He personally witnessed a renowned elder from one of the most prosperous tribes in the Southern Wilderness being killed by a single punch from the Western Extreme Tathagata True Lord.

This terrifying combat power, almost comparable to that of a peerless expert, made even the Thousand-Response Profound Spirit True Monarch tremble with fear and trepidation.

The entire room fell silent for a few breaths.

then,

Nothing happened!

A few more breaths passed,

Nothing happened yet!!!

this moment,

Whether it was Zhenjun or Jing'anhou and the others, the way they looked at the young Yuzhen had changed.

They actually tried to fool people with a fake?

This is a damn explosive charge that hurts both the user and others.

We must kill him first.

"It's fake! How could it possibly be fake!"

"No way, no way! How could it be fake?!"

"I traded my semi-royal weapon for it!"

"True Lord Tathagata of the Western Pole, True Lord Tathagata of the Western Pole, True Lord Tathagata of the Western Pole!"

The young Yuzhen master felt the murderous intent in everyone's eyes, which seemed to solidify into reality. He trembled with fear and roared angrily.

He couldn't believe it—the True Lord item he had obtained by exchanging his only semi-Lord artifact was a fake!

Damn it!

Those unscrupulous merchants deserve to die!!!

The young Imperial Master's face was filled with despair.

"Spare me, spare me!"

Before he could utter a second sentence, he was slapped to death by the Thousand-Response Mysterious Spirit True Lord.

Moreover, it was smashed into a bloody mist, leaving not even a trace.

This time, it really startled even the Thousand-Response Mysterious Spirit True Lord.

He had no choice but to exert himself.

"They've gone too far!"

Qianying Xuanling Zhenjun could no longer sense Sima Changfeng's whereabouts and frowned slightly.

In just a few moments, that guy disappeared.

Qianying Xuanling Zhenjun hesitated, wondering whether he should continue the pursuit.

But if they fail to catch up and instead encounter dangerous places, they might lose their lives.

In his current state, he can't withstand too much turmoil.

Just as the Thousand-Response Mysterious Spirit True Lord hesitated,

The white-haired elder of the Xuanmu Sect was filled with unease.

He was also afraid that what was in his brocade pouch was fake.

So he didn't dare to shout like that kid.

He quietly poked a hole in the brocade pouch with one finger and gently touched the contents inside with his fingertip.

"Alas!"

The white-haired old man's previously anxious expression suddenly calmed down, and he let out a soft sigh.

Whoosh...

"Holy crap, how come there are still some?"

Upon hearing the words "Lord Jing'an," the old monk and the others felt their hair stand on end, their scalps tingle, and cold sweat pour down their faces. At the same time, they quickly moved away from the white-haired old man.

Xiao Xiyue, Su Ruqiu, and the others were startled and looked in the direction of the sound.

The white-haired old man spoke softly,

"I never imagined that I was the reincarnation of the World Honored One. Now, facing a great calamity, I have finally awakened my memories of my past life. Know that I am not myself! Yet I am also myself!"

The hearts of Marquis Jing'an and the others sank to the bottom, their expressions extremely grim, as if their parents had died.

"It's true!"

"This is true!"

The expression on Qianying Xuanling Zhenjun's face was also quite bad. He cursed inwardly how stupid and fragile the current Yuzhen Realm was. Why did they bring so many of Xiji Tathagata Zhenjun's things? Did they not cherish their own lives?

He had no choice but to look at the white-haired old man with a solemn expression and ask in a deep voice,

"Could it be the Western Buddha True Lord himself?"