Chapter 262 Dong Wanggong’s worry!

The immortal music is vague and boundless.

The Wu Shi Dao Bell was suspended in the furnace of heaven and earth. Under the guidance of Hongjun Daozu and the creation of Yuanshi Tianzun, the boundless chaotic airflow was condensed and evolved into a series of chaotic restrictions.

The divine patterns of the Great Dao emerged, and the power of chaos appeared.

The captivating rhyme of Tao spread throughout the entire prehistoric world, causing all living beings and forces to tremble with fear. The Immortal Court, the Demon Heaven, the Witch Clan, and others were all shocked.

Penglai Fairy Island, surrounded by vast water vapor.

Various immortal herbs and spiritual roots swayed in the wind. The Immortal Emperor's Palace in the center looked even more dazzling. Pure yang energy lingered in the palace, transforming into countless strange visions.

Sacred and mysterious, pure and spiritual.

Dong Wanggong held the dragon-headed cane in his hand, looking up into the depths of the sky. His eyes were deep and calm, but his heart was filled with endless waves. It was obvious that Yuanshi Tianzun's refining of the Chaos Spirit Treasure also shocked him.

"Innate treasures are already world-destroying in the prehistoric world, but the might of this Primordial Chaos Spirit Treasure, the Beginningless Dao Bell, is tens of millions times greater than that of innate treasures. Plus, it is driven by a Heavenly Dao Saint, and is enough to make it invincible and crush the enemy to dust."

"The great way of refining weapons inherited by Yuanshi Sage from Pangu is indeed unique. Now that I think about it, perhaps the way to break the impasse mentioned by Emperor Donghua lies above the Three Pure Ones Sages and Xuanmen!"

After witnessing such a magnificent sight, Dong Wanggong's heart of Taoism was moved again.

Go with the flow and retreat at the right time!

This is the advice that Emperor Donghua gave to Duke Dong, and it also reflects the fundamental thoughts in Duke Dong's mind. After all, the former is his ego corpse, reflecting his true self and the origin of his Tao heart.

If it weren't for the important task of being the leader of the male immortals, Dong Wanggong would never have established the Immortal Court so easily, leading to his current situation of being stuck in a dilemma.

The fortune of hundreds of millions of creatures in the Immortal Court is one aspect, but the most fundamental thing is that Dong Wanggong cannot give up the title of Immortal Emperor and the infinite destiny of the Heavenly Dao that he controls.

"Report to the Immortal Emperor, the Demon Court seems to be making some moves!"

At this time, a voice came into the hall.

Taicang Immortal Lord was seen standing on auspicious clouds, wearing a spotless white Taoist robe, with childlike faces and a leisurely order surrounding him, and the aura of a quasi-saint at the peak of his powers emanated from him inadvertently.

With a respectful look on his face, he bowed slightly to Duke Dong.

"Sit down and talk!"

Dong Wanggong's magical power moved slightly, and two cloud platforms appeared.

Soon, Dong Wanggong left the throne of the Immortal Emperor, and he and Taicang Immortal Lord each sat cross-legged on the cloud platform. The two drank nectar and tasted the innate spiritual fruit.

At this moment, there is no distinction between high and low!

Taicang Immortal Lord transformed during the first catastrophe of the Longhan period. He is more experienced than many innate gods. In the eyes of the world, he is Dong Wanggong's right-hand man, but no one knows that the two are both teacher and friend.

It was the Immortal Lord Taicang who told Duke Dong many secrets, which is why the latter has been keeping a low profile since founding the Immortal Court, and has not acted impulsively to confront the Demon Court and the Witch Clan directly.

But even so, frictions between the three forces continued.

The foundation of the Immortal Court is not as good as that of the Demon Court and the Witch Clan. Now it is caught between the two forces, like a rootless duckweed. If it is not careful, it will fall into an irretrievable situation.

"According to the information from my spies in the Demon Court, the Demon Court Empress Xihe is pregnant and will give birth to ten Golden Crows within a thousand years."

"The Demon Court will hold a celebration after this, and after the celebration, the Demon Court will most likely attack my Immortal Court. If Donghuang Taiyi and the other Demon Saints come out together, my Immortal Court will be in danger of collapsing."

"If the Immortal Emperor wants to confront the Demon Court head-on, he can only ask the Witch Clan for help."

Immortal Lord Taicang pretended to be relaxed and spoke slowly to Lord Dong.

There are spies in both the Demon Court and the Immortal Court for the other side, and this is something that is tacitly agreed upon by both forces. However, the Witch Clan is a little special. Even if Emperor Jun and Duke Dong use all their means, they cannot infiltrate or incite the Witch Clan to rebel.

The news of Xihe's pregnancy had spread among the high-ranking officials of the Demon Court. At the same time, Emperor Jun had issued a decree for Fuxi to send people to contact the saints of the Heavenly Dao, as well as some hidden forces and powers.

Taicang Immortal Lord knew what he was thinking without even thinking about it.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, during the first great war between the witches and the lich, Daozu Hongjun intervened and set a rule that after a Yuanhui, the demon court and the witch tribe could not fight a decisive battle."

"The Demon Court has no way to deal with the Witch Clan, so it is only natural for them to target our Immortal Court now!"

Duke Dong sighed and said nonchalantly.

The power of the Immortal Emperor was somewhat dim, and the pure yang energy was slightly agitated.

Suddenly.

Dong Wanggong raised his eyebrows slightly and urged the dragon-headed cane. The boundless aura of the immortal court enveloped the hall, temporarily concealing the secret.

"Immortal Emperor, what do you mean?"

Immortal Lord Taicang was somewhat puzzled.

For tens of thousands of years, he had never seen Dong Wanggong restrain his aggressiveness like he was doing now.

Dong Wanggong would not conceal the secret unless it was absolutely necessary, and now he obviously had something to tell him.

"My Lord, what do you think of the power of the Wushi Dao Bell?"

Dong Wanggong did not answer, but looked at Taicang Immortal Lord and asked.

Over thousands of years, he had seen human treasures such as the Martial Arts Tower and the Martial Arts Classic, but the power emanating from them was extremely peaceful, and they did not have the violent and overbearing Taoist rhyme of the Wu Shi Dao Bell.

Moreover, in the eyes of Dong Wanggong and even all living beings, the great power of the Martial Arts Tower and the Martial Arts Scripture is a gift from humanity, not the power of the spiritual treasure itself.

Therefore, even though the power unleashed by the Martial Arts Tower and the Martial Arts Canon far exceeded that of the innate treasures, and even the Beginningless Dao Bell in the Furnace of Heaven and Earth was far behind, the various powerful people did not harbor any suspicion.

Little did they know that the Holy Martial Arts Book, this supreme treasure of humanity, was far more precious than the Infinite Dao Bell. It was only because the three ancestors of the human race and others were too weak to bring out the mysterious power of the book.

Moreover, the Martial Arts Tower and the Martial Arts Canon conceal the power of the Great Dao, so even Dao Ancestor Hongjun and the other Heavenly Dao Saints are unaware of the true power they contain.

Due to various factors, the Martial Arts Tower and the Martial Arts Canon are so inconspicuous!
"Is the Immortal Emperor afraid?"

Immortal Taicang raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Changing the subject, he added: "With the Chaos Spirit Treasure Wushi Dao Bell in his hand, the Yuanshi Saint can easily crush Nuwa and the Two Saints of the West. Even Taiqing and Tongtian will have to temporarily avoid the edge."

"It is true that everyone below the level of a saint is an ant, but now everyone knows that even if they are both saints of the Heavenly Dao, there is still a gap between them!"

"What the Immortal Emperor is afraid of is that even if he dominates the three realms and transcends the Dao with the luck of the Heavenly Dao, he will not be able to match the other Heavenly Dao saints, right?"

Taicang Immortal Lord spoke in a leisurely tone and immediately pointed out Dong Wanggong's concern.

As an ancient mighty being who experienced the first catastrophe of the Longhan period and the struggle between Taoism and demons, Immortal Lord Taicang is non-confrontational and has a clearer view of the general trend than most people.

Instead of fighting for the fleeting destiny of heaven and starting endless fights for the position of the master of the three realms, it is better to practice Taoism in peace in a corner and rely on various opportunities to seize a glimmer of divine information.

Just because!

The Black Turtle of the North Sea and Zhu Jiuyin have both attained the state of Hun Yuan.

With these two precedents, the so-called enlightenment through luck is not the only way!

(End of this chapter)