Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

More than a month later, Chu Mingkong felt a surge of joy upon seeing the women again.

However, no matter how excited he was, he knew the importance and urgency of certain things.

The Heavenly Gate needed to be closed in time, so he quickly went to the gate and thanked and bid farewell to Yao Ji inside.

"Thank you for your hard work in opening the Heavenly Gate for me."

"You're too kind. Your Highness's family has been delivered. I must close the Heavenly Gate now. I wish Your Highness good fortune in battle."

"Ok!"

Chu Mingkong stood before the Heavenly Gate, watching it slowly close, and the veiled, holy woman inside gradually disappeared.

"Alright, let's talk as we walk. Things aren't going to be peaceful here in Jianmu!"

Chu Mingkong picked up several babies in one hand, sucked on each one a few times, and hurriedly led the women into the forbidden area of ​​the Spirit Palace.

Wan Hua also came to pick up Xiao Zhi. Although he bickered with his sister, it didn't affect his concern for her.

Seeing that Xiao Zhi ignored her, she turned to try to hug the cat, but the cat was reluctant to be hugged. Wan Hua couldn't help but laugh:

"Oh my~ This little kitten's lips are all pouting after Mingkong kissed her, but when I tried to hold her, she wouldn't get out of his arms~"

Xiao Zhi was visiting the Heavenly Domain for the first time and was very surprised by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but her attention still fell back on Chu Mingkong.

"Mingkong, Maomao said you went back to Xiling a few days ago? Why didn't you come to see us?" His mature and beautiful mother looked at him reproachfully.

"It was truly out of necessity. I returned to my hometown to prepare for cultivation. I originally planned to take advantage of the last bit of time to go and see you all, but now that time is up, sigh! I'm so angry just thinking about it!"

I've walked this path many times before, so I know it very well. Before long, I was back in the Spirit Palace.

After settling the women in, Chu Mingkong looked at Grandma Basheng, and the Sword Queen understood his meaning.

This is asking her how her preparations are going and whether she needs more time to adjust.

"That's enough. Before re-entering the Jianmu Heavenly Gate, the Asura King and I went to the Extreme Abyss to warm up."

The silent, dark-skinned, white-haired woman in the group tossed a toe bone to Chu Mingkong, but it was actually an extremely yin core.

"Here, keep it to take a couple of puffs while you're cultivating."

"This means... you've taken down one of the ferocious beasts deep in the Abyss?" Chu Mingkong exclaimed in surprise. "It seems our preparations are getting more and more thorough."

"Mingkong, you've changed a bit since we met a month ago. It seems you've prepared quite well," Basheng praised.

Chu Mingkong said: That's right. In the past month, I spent the first few days "sneaking" across the border, and the rest of the time I was constantly adjusting and cultivating!

Seeing that something was amiss, Fengying confirmed:

"Speaking of which, what I'm hearing is that we're not going to rest and are heading straight for Sword Tyrant Mountain?"

"What else? Besides, Sword Tyrant Mountain isn't close, and we'll have time to rest along the way!" The Asura King couldn't wait any longer.

......

Xuechuan Shengcheng

Three maids, who were dedicated to serving the supreme being, stood respectfully before the woman with their legs together.

Beneath similar plain white gauze dresses, the legwear differs in style.

The maid on the left wore white stockings that reached past her knees, with icy crystal leg rings and stockings accentuating the softness of her thighs; the maid on the right wore long white lace stockings, woven with ancient scripture patterns, somewhat resembling fishnet stockings, with the delicate skin of her thighs peeking out from the openwork lace patterns; the maid in the middle had bare white legs, with patterns symbolizing the Snow River Divine City appearing and disappearing with the rhythm of her breathing from her thighs to her calves.

Yes, these three maids are all at the Saint Venerable level, and they are among the most powerful Saint Venerables in Snow River Divine City.

Such powerful beings should ideally serve as protectors, but in the current situation in the Heavenly Domain, there is no need for protectors to these supreme beings.

The difference in strength between them and their personal protectors is like that between a cultivator and a mortal; it's not certain who will protect whom.

After returning, Saint Venerable Binglan relayed Chu Mingkong's words to the woman on the ice throne.

"...That was his response. Binglan has already delivered the ice sword containing the power of the Palace Master's attack to him."

"it is good."

The woman on the ice seat nodded slightly, indicating that they could go about their own business.

The Ice Orchid Saint, who was in charge of the entire matter, was puzzled and pressed for an answer:

"Palace Master, why treat this person from another region so well and make such a bet with him? Aren't you afraid of ruining your great cause?"

The maid, whose legs were clad in white stockings that reached past her knees, named Qi Xue, also spoke up:

"Yes, the Palace Master has finally achieved a satisfactory physical Dao Fruit, but was blocked by that wisp of extremely Yin power. Wouldn't it be more direct to summon Chu Mingkong directly to handle this matter? What if something unexpected happens to him on his way to Sword Tyrant Mountain..."

Saint Venerable Qixue wasn't concerned about Chu Mingkong's safety, but rather...

They were afraid that if he went to the Heavenly Sword God, he would die suddenly and unexpectedly, leaving the Palace Master with no time to save him, which would be truly laughable.

The other two holy maidens nodded in approval.

Within the Snow River Divine City, they were already second only to the emperor, and in the entire Heavenly Realm, they were only subordinate to a few supreme beings.

That is why these maids understood even more clearly,

For Chu Mingkong to challenge the Heavenly Sword God was an incredibly difficult task, akin to a mantis trying to stop a chariot or an egg striking a rock.

Now, there are very few treasures left that can further enhance the realm of the Snow River Lord, making the Dao Fruit she cultivated through her dream body all the more precious.

The other supreme beings are mostly strengthening their own realms through their own means.

If the Palace Master were to fall behind this time, it would be an indelible disaster for the Snow River Divine City.

Jade Heart Saintess, who was also the maid wearing white lace stockings, suggested to her master:

"Palace Master, why don't we send Yu Xin to intercept Chu Mingkong and bring him back to Snow River Divine City!"

The woman seated on the throne, though clearly preoccupied with her own affairs, was even calmer than the three maids.

"It's too late for you to go; he's almost at Sword Tyrant Mountain."

"..."

The three maids took their leave in silence, but after a private discussion, they decided to go to the vicinity of Jianba Mountain themselves.

Even if you can't stop them, you can try to provide support.

Maybe we can save him in time when he's slinking away.

......

Azure Demon Capital.

This is the territory of the Heavenly Demon Clan.

A few days ago, the Heavenly Demon Prince acted recklessly and barged into the Heavenly Demon Emperor's palace, and his whereabouts are now unknown.

Even the Holy Venerable of the Heavenly Demon Clan dared not interfere, mainly because he lacked the ability to do so. He simply let the Heavenly Demon Emperor deal with this ancient prince.

Now, the palace was completely quiet.

Although they did not know what became of the Heavenly Demon Ancient Prince, the Heavenly Demons all believed that the Heavenly Demon Emperor was invincible.

But we still need to report some things to the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

"Heavenly Demon Emperor, I have news to report."

In a state of trepidation, the Heavenly Demon Saint Venerable, with his respectful and cautious demeanor, finally received a response from the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

"explain......"

"Chu Mingkong, who came from the lower realm, led his men to Sword Tyrant Mountain to challenge the Heavenly Sword God."

The Holy Venerable was asking whether the Heavenly Demon Clan should send a few reinforcements, just as a token gesture.

Although everyone was certain that the Heavenly Sword God could easily deal with these arrogant people from the lower realms, given the relationship between the Heavenly Demon and Sword Tyrant Mountain, it was still necessary to show some courtesy when appropriate.

Of course, this cannot be done by the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

Even among supreme beings, there is mutual suspicion. If one rashly goes there in person, one might be interpreted as wanting to shoot someone in the back.

However, this matter can be done by the Holy One below.

"Okay, you guys go ahead."

The Heavenly Demon Saint Venerable breathed a sigh of relief and immediately went to arrange for people to do the job.

On the way to Sword Overlord Mountain, the celestial demons were all sighing with emotion.

"It really is a cycle, isn't it? Strange and unusual figures periodically appear in the lower realms to venture into the heavenly realms. Unfortunately, this generation's attempt is destined to be in vain, and it will be difficult for anyone to challenge the dignity of these supreme beings in the future!"

Chapter 232 Heavenly Sword God, Sword of No Self and All Beings!

Chu Mingkong looked around Sword Tyrant Mountain. It was somewhat different from what he had imagined, but it was somewhat similar to the scene he had seen in the secret realm of Ya Guan City that day.

Upon entering the territory of Sword Overlord Mountain, the entire world seemed to have entered a giant furnace.

The scene before my eyes was nothing but desolation of ashes and flames, with hardly any greenery or grass growing. On the endless red rocky mountains, huge holes flowed out rolling lava.

The lava flowed through the cracks in the earth, like red veins flowing through the body of a lava giant.

One after another, towering swords were scattered everywhere, their bronze blades standing tall amidst a sea of ​​lava.

The clouds in the sky resembled burning gunpowder, with the orange-red of fire and the black of gunpowder smoke.

Black stone flowers grow on the rocks stained with soot, and flames turn into liquid that drips from the flower's stamen.

In this valley where nothing but steel and fire exist, countless flying swords soar through the air, while countless broken swords lie buried on the ground, becoming a decorative element of the place.

These surviving flying swords suddenly sensed something, and their tips all turned away from the valley where the lava was flowing, as if they were incredulously surprised.

Because the first question the leading black-blooded monster asked upon appearing was—

"Where is the Heavenly Sword God?!"

The entire Sword Tyrant Mountain fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of lava bubbles bursting remaining.

These sword cultivators were aware of this person's origins. During the month that Chu Mingkong lay in wait, Sword Tyrant Mountain conducted several investigations and confirmed that the ambush of the disciple-recruiting team was his doing.

But at this moment, rather than confronting this person head-on, a sense of shock enveloped the hearts of every sword cultivator.

"They actually dare to challenge the Heavenly Sword God!"