Chapter 160 Star God Blocks the Road to the Styx

Guangchengzi had no doubt that these people would steal the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree. There was a saint with destiny behind him, and they did not have the courage to do so.

But if the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree is really handed over to them for ten thousand years, even if the tree is safe and sound in the end, its value will plummet and be greatly reduced.

The reason is simple. The reason why the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree can compete with other top-grade innate spiritual roots and become one of the top ten innate spiritual roots is that it is destined to belong to a supreme position, which is the master of the Zhoutian starry sky.

In today’s Zhoutian starry sky, there are many powerful people of all kinds, but the ones most likely to win the main position of Zhoutian starry sky are only those supreme star gods.

Emperor Jun and Taiyi count as two, the three Taiyin goddesses on the Taiyin star count as three, and the Ziwei Emperor, Dou Mu Yuanjun, and Gou Chen God are also qualified to compete for the master of the Zhoutian starry sky.

Although other star gods such as the Big Dipper, the Southern Dipper, the Twenty-Eight Constellations, and the Three Enclosures of Heaven and Earth are powerful, they are much weaker than these eight supreme star gods.

The reason why the Lord of the Zhoutian Starry Sky has not made a decision until now is because these eight star gods are competing with each other. The three parties are working together, you interfere with me and I interfere with you, and no one can take the last step.

And in this stalemate, the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree is the treasure that can break the deadlock.

No matter which of these three forces obtains the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree, it will be able to defeat the other forces with an overwhelming advantage and ultimately completely seize the position of the Lord of the Zhoutian Starry Sky.

This is also why Guangchengzi ridiculed the three people for having such an idea.

If Guangchengzi really gave the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree to them and let them seize the position of the Lord of the Zhoutian Starry Sky, it would be equivalent to giving his own things to others for nothing, which is stupid.

If the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree is still preserved, then no one can seize the position of the Lord of the Zhoutian Starry Sky. This will give Guangchengzi time to develop. Everything in the future is still unknown.

Dou Mu Yuan Jun and others clearly knew all this, but they still said it out loud. This is even more stupid.

These three innate star gods naturally understood all of this, but they really had no choice.

Today, Emperor Jun is increasingly pressuring Ziwei Taoist Temple, and two Taiyin goddesses have developed a secret crush on him. If they continue to wait, Emperor Jun may not be able to resist and launch a general attack one day, immediately crushing them all into ashes.

The Heavenly Court really does have such power. Even if the Twelve Ancestral Witches combined into Pangu’s true body, the Heavenly Court could perish together with them, let alone the three of them?
It was under this kind of pressure that they were forced to find Guangchengzi and try to get the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree.

Dou Mu Yuanjun said solemnly: “My friend Guangchengzi, you may not know the current situation. Today, wizards and liches coexist, and all gods fight each other. In addition, humans have emerged and saints have been born. The world has long been in chaos.

In the current situation, who doesn’t want to go one step further? Who doesn’t want to take the last step? This Zhoutian Xingchen fruit tree is really too closely related to our avenue, so we have no choice but to do this.

If you are willing to lend this fruit tree to us, our Ziwei Dojo will be able to compete with the Heavenly Court, and I can also guarantee in my name that you will enjoy the same position as the three of us in the Ziwei Dojo.”

However, Guangchengzi looked indifferent and not moved at all when facing Dou Mu Yuanjun’s assurance.

He was not optimistic about the future of Ziwei Taoist Temple at all, otherwise he would not have thought of tearing down the Xingchen Dao and replacing it with his own Taoist school in the future.

Being in the starry sky, the Ziwei Taoist Temple is inherently at odds with the Heavenly Court. In addition, there is also the goddess on the Taiyin Star who has made moves and helped the Ancestral Witch when he was attacking the sky. This obviously also represents an attitude.

The merger of the Sun Star and the Moon Star is a foregone conclusion. Facing the siege of these two supreme stars, Guangchengzi does not think that the Ziwei Taoist Temple can be spared.

I’m afraid these three people also felt the same way, otherwise they wouldn’t have stopped him outside Taisutian.

Guang Chengzi flatly refused, “I am just a junior. How can I decide such an important matter? I will say the same thing again. When you seniors get the things I mentioned earlier, I will definitely offer the Star Fruit Tree to you with both hands. Otherwise, forget it.”

Seeing that Guangchengzi was so ungrateful, these people’s eyes suddenly flashed with murderous light, and there was also a flash of light in their hands, as if they were considering whether to take action at this moment.

Guangchengzi was not afraid at all. He just looked at them calmly, with even a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Just when the atmosphere was tense, a murderous voice rang out.

“Guangchengzi, come here.”

A blood-red lotus slowly blossomed in the distance, and wisps of transparent karma fire blossomed in the chaos like a lotus. The surrounding chaotic energy seemed to let out bursts of sharp wails the moment it came into contact with the karma fire, and then countless chaotic energy retreated. Apparently, even they did not want to try the power of the karma fire.

And at the core of the blood lotus, sat a thin old man with two swords on his back and a large flag in his hands.

The old man seemed calm, but there was endless murderous intent lingering in his eyes. The two magic swords on his back were bursting with murderous light, as if they were waiting to be unsheathed and drink blood at any moment.

Sitting upright on the twelfth-grade karmic fire red lotus, carrying the Yuantu and Abi swords on his back and holding the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag in his hand, there is no one else in the entire prehistoric world except the Old Ancestor of the Styx.

Seeing the appearance of the Styx Ancestor, the three innate star gods also retreated a little, with fear on their faces.

Guangchengzi smiled slightly, and immediately followed the side of the Styx Patriarch, sitting on the red lotus petals beside him.

The Styx Patriarch didn’t even look at the three people, and immediately took Guangchengzi back to the prehistoric world. Seeing that Guangchengzi had left, Gou Chen God couldn’t help it, and immediately walked forward quickly, but was stopped by Ziwei Emperor.

Emperor Ziwei sighed, “If the Styx Patriarch shows up, we can’t stop him. Well, it seems that we can only implement that plan.”

Upon hearing this, Dou Mu Yuan Jun and Gou Chen Shangdi immediately changed color, and could not believe that Ziwei Emperor was so crazy.

Dou Mu Yuanjun wanted to persuade him, but seeing the heavy look on Ziwei Emperor’s face, she swallowed her words in the end.

The Lord Gou Chen said bitterly: “It’s all because of this Styx! If he hadn’t come forward, we would have been able to get the Zhoutian Xingchen Fruit Tree!”

Dou Mu Yuanjun shook her head and said, “Even if the Styx didn’t appear, if Guang Chengzi refused to give it to us, we would have no choice. Do you still dare to kill him?

If you dare to attack, Pangu Banner will kill us completely in the next moment. The Three Pure Ones dare to destroy the ancient stars, and they also dare to destroy us.”

However, all three of them knew that the reason why Guangchengzi was able to leave so easily was more due to the blessing of the Minghe Patriarch.

As the lord of the filthy sea of ​​blood, the ancestor of the Styx was destined to obtain a supreme position, that is, the lord of the primordial water element. His position is equal to the lord of the starry sky and the lord of the boundless earth, and they all possess the power of the twelve levels of Hunyuan.

And when these three supreme positions are combined, they will become the Lord of the Primordial World that Emperor Jun has always dreamed of. Their status will be equal to that of the Primordial Saints, comparable to the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Moreover, because of his special position, the Lord of Primordial Desolation is half a level higher than a Saint.

Moreover, unlike the three of them who had many enemies trying to seize the main position of the Zhoutian starry sky, there was almost no one in the entire prehistoric world who could compete with the ancestor of the Styx for the main position of the prehistoric water element.

Zulong was qualified, but unfortunately he was suppressed voluntarily. Qinglong was also qualified, but it was difficult for him to leave the East. As for Zhulong, because he was the patriarch of the dragon clan, he was entangled in endless karma and could no longer compete for the master of the water element in the primeval world.

Seeing that the Northern Xuanyuan Water-Controlling Flag, this most precious treasure in the water, has been seized by the Patriarch of the Styx, it can be seen that there is no need to wonder who the Lord of Water Yuan is.

Therefore, the ancestor of the Styx is also an extremely special god in the prehistoric world. Although he is not as good as the Sage of Destiny, he is more threatening than the ordinary gods of the Twelve Heavens of Hunyuan.

When the ancestor of the Styx seizes the position of the Lord of Water, he can be said to be a half-saint, that is, half a saint.

When the ancestor of the Minghe River made it clear that he wanted to protect Guangchengzi, the three innate star gods really didn’t say anything and could only watch the other party leave calmly.

The ancestor of the Styx personally traveled through time and space, so his speed was needless to say. In just a few hours, Guangchengzi had already seen the sea of ​​blood nearby.

Until he entered the filthy sea of ​​blood, Guangchengzi was still a little slow to react. He only felt that the cultivation of the Styx Patriarch was several times deeper than before. Even if he was not as good as the Three Purities, he was not far behind.

The ancestor of the Styx did not ask him how he had offended the three innate star gods, nor did he care that the three of them hated him. It seemed that this was nothing to him.

In mid-air, he said, “Set up a blood sea formation for me to see.”

Although Guangchengzi was surprised why the ancestor of the Styx did not start creating the Shura clan, he still obeyed obediently. A strong blood energy burst out from his body, and in an instant, 129,600 blood gods who looked similar to him flew out and quickly formed a small sea of ​​blood.

As soon as this sea of ​​blood appeared, it immediately attracted the power of the real filthy sea of ​​blood. Endless blood energy broke through the void from all directions and continuously irrigated into the sea of ​​blood.

This sea of ​​blood began to expand continuously, and all kinds of filthy forces between heaven and earth appeared. Countless avenues immediately moved away from this place, not daring to get close at all, for fear of being contaminated by these filth.

The expression of the old man of the Styx remained unchanged, but the Yuantu sword behind him suddenly turned into a red light and instantly rushed towards the sea of ​​blood.

Although it was just a simple sword swing, it was made by the ancestor of the Styx himself, so the power was naturally very strong.

In response to this, Guangchengzi made a slight gesture and the sea of ​​blood suddenly changed. All the filthy forces within it quickly dissipated, leaving only an extremely special aura.

This breath carries with it a power to destroy everything, and even more so a sense of decadence as the heaven and earth sink into ruin. It seems that everything has lost its meaning, and that everything ends in destruction. There is no need to struggle, no need to resist, just to stretch your neck and wait to be killed.

Under the influence of this aura, even the Great Dao began to die, the universe decayed, the universe fell, and everything entered into decline.

The Yuan Tu Sword easily pierced into the sea of ​​blood, but was then entangled by this breath. At first, the Yuan Tu Sword was still struggling, twisting wildly with the momentum to kill everything.

But slowly, with the gradual influence of the aura of decay, this supreme killing sword finally calmed down and seemed to fall into decline.

Seeing this, the Styx Patriarch finally smiled with satisfaction, casually summoned the Yuan Tu Sword, and asked: “What kind of magical power is this? I have never seen it before.”

Guang Chengzi said respectfully: “This is the secret technique that I have been thinking about for a long time. It has no name yet. Please give it a name, uncle.”

The old man of the Styx groaned: “The world is declining, all things are falling, and the filthy sea of ​​blood is the fate of flesh and blood. In this case, it might as well be called the decline of flesh and blood.”

(End of this chapter)