In Nuwa's hand, the red embroidered ball jumped, eager to try. The ball contained a terrifying magic power fluctuation.
All the Saints were shocked.
Even the powerful figures hiding in the distance could feel the terrifying aura from the red embroidered ball in Nuwa's hand.
It was only a trace of the aura, but it made them feel the supreme power, making their hearts tremble.
When the red embroidered ball fell, a Saint would fall.
…
Yuanshi Tianzun was obviously panicking. He hurriedly begged, "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, we are Saints. We are brothers!
You can't treat us like this. "
"Tongtian, save me!"
"Third Brother, save me!"
At this time, Yuanshi Tianzun completely abandoned his dignity as a Saint and asked Tongtian for help.
What if the Prime of Tongtian could join the battle?
If that happened, the situation in the battle circle would definitely change.
However, Tongtian did not pay any attention to Yuanshi Tianzun's plea.
Yuanshi Tianzun was only on the Investiture of the Gods.
He would not die.
Why should he save him?
It was also good that the Primeval Lord of Heaven was on the Investiture of the Gods list. This way, he would have peace and quiet. In the future, no one would be talking about feathered beasts and wet biochemical eggs in his ears.
Nuwa said, "Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, are you in such a hurry to be on the Investiture of the Gods?"
"Then I'll fulfill your wish!"
With that …
The red embroidered ball in Nuwa's hand smashed toward Yuanshi Tianzun without hesitation. It fell on his forehead.
Rumble!
Yuanshi Tianzun fell. A Saint fell and turned into a True Spirit to be on the Investiture of the Gods.
In the Untainted Land.
Blood rain fell from the sky. The sad situation of the world did not lessen because of the passage of time.
On the contrary, it became more serious.
"Nuwa …"
The fall of Yuanshi Tianzun made Taishang Laozi furious. He said angrily, "Nuwa, do you really not care about the friendship between your fellow disciples?"
Rumble!
Hun Xiu's terrifying palm fell on Taishang Laozi, forcing him to retreat.
Hun Xiu said, "You dare to be distracted when fighting me? Are you serious?"
Rumble!
Hun Xiu struck out again.
Old Man Taishang had perished, and his remaining true spirit had entered the Investiture of the Gods.
The situation.
All of a sudden, everything became clear.
The so-called four Saints besieging Hun Xiu.
Right now.
Only Daoist Jie Yin was left.
Jie Yin was a little confused.
Who am I?
Where am I?
Where is this?
The Devil-Sweeping Pestle in Daoist Guidance's hand was trembling slightly!
Things happened too quickly!
The Taishang Laozi and the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi had been sent to the Investiture of the Gods. Now, he was the only Sage left to face Hun Xiu and Nuwa.
Was that a good idea?
This wasn't good at all.
Gulp!
The Daoist guide swallowed his saliva and put away the Demon-Buster Pestle. "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, Fellow Daoist Hun Xiu."
"Three Saints have fallen, and the number of Saints on the List of Deification is full. Can you let me go?"
Ever since he became a Sage, Jie Yin hadn't begged anyone else. However, the current situation forced him to lower his head.
The dignity of a Sage was nothing in front of absolute power at this time.
Nuwa didn't speak. Instead, she tilted her head and looked at Hun Xiu. Clearly, she wanted to listen to Hun Xiu.
If Hun Xiu chose to let Jie Yin go, Nuwa naturally wouldn't say anything.
Hun Xiu shook his head and said, "Let you go?"
"There's no need!"
After saying that.
Hun Xiu's palm strike killed Jie Yin, who was caught off guard. Hun Xiu took out the Investiture of the Gods.
Jie Yin's true spirit entered the Investiture of the Gods. Hun Xiu said calmly, "Who said that the positions of Saints on the List of Deification are full?"
"As the owner of the Investiture of the Gods, how could I not know?"
"This …"
When Nuwa saw Hun Xiu take out the Investiture of the Gods, she was completely dumbfounded.
Not only was Nuwa dumbfounded, but Sect Leader Tongtian was also dumbfounded.
They had all seen the Investiture of the Gods.
Naturally, they knew that the Investiture of the Gods in Hun Xiu's hands was real. They originally thought that the Investiture of the Gods was still in the Purple Cloud Palace.
They didn't expect that the Investiture of the Gods would fall into Hun Xiu's hands.
Since the Investiture of the Gods had fallen into Hun Xiu's hands, did it mean that Hun Xiu was the owner of the Investiture of the Gods?
Teacher Hongjun had once said that the final owner of the Investiture of the Gods was Haotian.
During this tribulation, there would be a person with the appearance of a flying bear temporarily in charge of the Investiture of the Gods. Was Hun Xiu this appearance of a flying bear?
Sect Leader Tongtian's heart trembled. He was extremely shocked and cursed in his heart, "When did Hun Xiu have the Investiture of the Gods?"
"Why didn't I know?"
"Could it be that a hundred years ago, when Hun Xiu went to the Purple Cloud Palace?"
"I remember that it was after Hun Xiu went to the Purple Cloud Palace that Teacher gathered all the Sages and said that the tribulation had changed."
"Could it be that this tribulation has become so terrifying because of Hun Xiu?"
"If that's really the case, then my disciple is indeed extraordinary!"
…
Nuwa gradually regained her senses and said, "Fellow Hun Xiu, why is the Investiture of the Gods in your hands?"
One could hear some shock in her words.
Hun Xiu said, "I am the owner of the Investiture of the Gods. Naturally, the Investiture of the Gods is in my hands!"
"This …"
Although Nuwa had already guessed it, when she heard Hun Xiu's answer, she still felt that it was unbelievable.
If the Investiture of the Gods had an owner?
Then this owner would be Heavenly Dao Hongjun.
And now …
Hun Xiu said that he was the owner of the Investiture of the Gods. Obviously, he meant what he said.
Master and controller, these were two different concepts!
…
Nuwa said, "Congratulations, Fellow Hun Xiu."
In Nuwa's eyes, Hun Xiu was becoming more and more mysterious. This made Nuwa even more interested in Hun Xiu.
"Thank you for helping me, Your Highness. If not for your help, I really wouldn't have been able to do anything to the four Sages."
"Hun Xiu owes Your Highness a favor. If Your Highness needs me in the future, you can come to me directly. Hun Xiu naturally won't refuse," Hun Xiu said.
Nuwa said, "Okay!"
"I will remember."
…
Hun Xiu was the owner of the Investiture of the Gods. Now that the most difficult Sages were on the list, there was still the Sage-to-be and the Zenith Heaven Realm.
This was not a problem at all.
Hun Xiu swept his gaze over the almighty figures in the Chaos.
Hun Xiu's gaze swept over the mighty figures of the Primordial Wilderness. For some reason, their hearts trembled.
A chill spread from the soles of their shoes to the top of their heads …
At this moment, a bad premonition arose in their hearts. They wanted to retreat.
But …
It was too late.
Hun Xiu took a step forward and appeared in front of the almighty figures of the Untainted Land. He said, "Seniors, I have a supreme opportunity here that I would like to give to you. What do you think?"
The Nether River Patriarch said, "What opportunity?
I don't care about it at all. Farewell! "
The Nether River Patriarch cupped his fists slightly at Hun Xiu and prepared to leave.
The uneasiness in his heart grew more and more obvious. He wanted to leave the Chaos right now.
"Leave?"
"Without my permission, who dares to leave today?"