"Ahhhhhh!"
The White Tiger roared furiously as thousands of Divine Weapons rained down like a torrential rain.
Numerous godly weapons that could make people's eyes red with envy pierced through the green divine tree that was about to bind her. The huge rotating blades cut through the green tree trunk and tore the green tree's leaves.
However, the Green Tree firmly suppressed the White Tiger's violent attack.
This was exactly what Xuanwu saw as the White Tiger's defeat.
The White Tiger, who was famous for her unparalleled killing power, lost her indomitable momentum, which meant that she was at a huge disadvantage.
This was the biggest flaw of the sword cultivators who rose in the later generations. Once the attack of the One Sword to Destroy All Things was blocked, the indomitable sword intent would stagnate, and she would almost certainly lose.
Defense was never a sword cultivator, nor was it the White Tiger's strong point.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Seven spear marks flashed through the endless clouds. Each strike pierced through the endless Divine Weapons around the White Tiger and accurately hit the White Tiger's vital points.
The forehead, the heart, the limbs, and the throat. The seven spear marks represented seven fatal attacks, which knocked the White Tiger down from the sky.
"Ahhhh, Blue Dragon, remember, I'll definitely kill you next time."
The White Tiger was filled with grief and indignation. It released even more and even more berserk Divine Weapon storms. At the last moment, it turned around and shattered the watery clouds in the sky, revealing the true body of the Azure Dragon.
This final Divine Weapon Storm was not completely useless. The corner of Azure Dragon's clothes was cut off, and at the same time, there was an additional wound left by a rotating sharp blade on his cheek, representing the strength of the White Tiger's attack.
In terms of pure offensive magic, the White Tiger was recognized as the strongest among the four sacred beasts. There was no dispute.
However, her opponent, the Blue Dragon, could use two kinds of Divine Weapons at the same time and did not need to fight the White Tiger head-on.
The Blue Dragon was not only the leader of the four sacred beasts, but also the strongest among the 12 Earthly Immortals.
In the hands of the Blue Dragon, the two kinds of Divine Weapons were not as simple as one plus one. When the Blue Dragon mastered the Green Tree and the Water Cloud, the final "Don't Fight" Sacred Realm was just as Xuanwu had predicted. Even if the 12 Earthly Immortals joined forces, they would not be able to kill the Blue Dragon.
When the White Tiger, who specialized in killing divine abilities, encountered the Azure Dragon, who could use countless immortal techniques and had two supreme divine abilities, it could be said that the White Tiger was naturally restrained. Before the fight even started, it had already lost half of the battle.
"Next time, next time, I will definitely kill you."
White Tiger, who was covered in wounds, especially seven fatal wounds, angrily sat on the western side of the White Immortal. Then, he glared at Azure Dragon, who had calmly landed on the eastern side. His expression was one of deep hatred and irreconcilable hatred.
In the face of the White Tiger's stare, the Blue Dragon shrugged and bowed to the White Immortal, who was sitting on the rock, like a disciple.
"Hypocrite, your acting is not good at all." Xuanwu looked at the Blue Dragon with contempt, then sat on the north side.
"It's about to start, huh."
ZhuQue stretched lazily, as if she was not that interested in what was going to happen next.
"Dong!" Only Mei Xue's heart trembled. It was a tremor that directly touched her soul.
Something was about to happen. In Mei Xue's field of vision, there were silhouettes with powerful auras appearing in all directions.
The ones closest to her were naturally the four Sacred Beasts: the Blue Dragon in the east, the White Tiger in the west, ZhuQue in the south, and Xuanwu in the north.
Then, in the next circle, there were seven other figures whose figures began to blur.
Mei Xue recognized one of the people in the endless sound of the Yellow Spring. He was the most dreaded one among the twelve Earthly Immortals. He was even regarded as the master of the underworld in the Six Paths of Reincarnation by millions of mortals in human countries – the Lord of Mount Tai.
As for the others, Mei Xue had never personally met them. They didn't seem to be important in the memories of the Heavenly Fox Immortal Fate, so she couldn't tell them apart.
However, from their positions, their identities were self-evident.
Shinno, the Yellow Emperor, and a few other Earth Immortals who for some reason had lost their names in the Myriad Seas and Mountains sat around this nameless hill in the second ring.
Looking further out, there were countless flying beasts standing respectfully on various mountains. There were even quite a few beasts that lived in the sea that had climbed up.
Tao Tie, Shu Tu … The nine sons of the dragon had all appeared.
Traversing through the darkness, the earth pulsated, toppling mountains and overturning seas. The Giant Tribe and the Sea Tribe stood side by side. Giant crabs and blood-striped great white sharks coexisted peacefully. White-haired apes and lions walked side by side.
No one made a sound, and no one made any noise. Even natural enemies who usually fought to the death when they saw each other behaved themselves at this moment.
This was a scene that should have never happened in the Myriad Seas and Mountains Immortal Art Era. Mei Xue was extremely shocked. At the same time, she finally understood what kind of situation she was in.
This was the legendary picture scroll that countless immortal sects took delight in talking about. It was often used to sigh that they wished they could hear the Dao in the morning and die in the evening.
Regardless of race, origin, or status, it was a beautiful era when immortals descended to the Myriad Seas and Mountains and spread the Great Dao to all living beings in the Myriad Seas and Mountains. It was the beginning of the Myriad Seas and Mountains civilization moving from the Desolate Bloodline Era to the Immortal Art Era.
It was not an exaggeration to praise this era. Countless immortal Warlocks envied the mortals born in this era.
Because in this era, even mortals could hear immortals preaching the Great Dao. Every time an immortal preached the Great Dao, it was announced to the world, and the holy beasts of the four directions would take the initiative to publicize the news.
On the way to the immortal's preaching, not only would no one attack you, but the various races would even send people to escort you, even if you were a mortal.
In the history of the Myriad Seas and Mountains, this was probably the most peaceful and the most desirable era.
In this era, there was no invasion of the Nine Nether Seed. The entire Myriad Seas and Mountains was excited because of the appearance of immortals. The various races desperately absorbed knowledge related to immortal spells and looked for new paths.
The races of the secret realms, the merfolk, the giants, the goblins, all races worshiped the immortals.
One after another, powerful beings that no one in the Zhu Hai Mountain Range had ever heard of appeared out of nowhere, displaying their unparalleled might. Among them, the strongest twelve were crowned with the title of "Earth Immortals", creating the most glorious era of the Zhu Hai Mountain Range.
The representative of this era was the scene that countless immortal Warlocks yearned for even tens of millions of years later – the preaching of the Great Dao.
Mei Xue looked at the living beings of various races gathering from all directions, as well as the natural circle formed around the immortal's location. She couldn't help but think of the picture scroll that all the immortal sects in the Myriad Seas and Mountains would have millions of years later.
In that picture scroll, the white-robed immortal was also sitting gracefully in the center, surrounded by holy beasts from all directions and a magnificent scene of tens of thousands of races paying homage to him. Obviously, the picture scroll was drawn based on this scene.
However, the pictures of the immortal sects seemed to be missing something. For example, the figures of the Lord of Mount Tai and the other Earth Immortals, as well as a special Earth Immortal that Mei Xue only just realized now.
That was … himself, or rather, the Heavenly Fox of the twelve Earth Immortals, the peerless Nine-Tailed Demon Fox!
Why was there no trace of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox in all the pictures left behind about the immortals?
Mei Xue was puzzled.
Because the position of this golden fur jade face nine-tailed fox was so special, so unique.
Even the four holy beasts of the four seas of the Myriad Seas and Mountains, the Eastern Holy Beast Blue Dragon, the Western Holy Beast White Tiger, the Southern Holy Beast ZhuQue, and the Northern Holy Beast Xuanwu, could only sit next to the immortal according to the four directions, forming the first ring of the immortal's disciples.
As for the other seven Earth Immortals, they formed the second ring together. The Powerful Mediums of other races and strange beasts could only stay in the third and fourth ring.
Only a golden-furred, jade-faced nine-tailed fox could safely occupy that special position — the immortal's knee.
Closer to the immortal than anyone else, more loved than anyone else, unique. Mei Xue could clearly feel the natural pride of this body.
This was the privilege that only the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox had. This position only belonged to the golden and lovely Heavenly Fox.
Among the twelve Earth Immortals, this position was only given to her.
At this moment, Mei Xue could feel the worship and adoration of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox that she was residing in towards the immortal who was holding her.
It was a brilliance that was hotter than fire and more dazzling than the sun.
"Is everyone here?" Mei Xue didn't know what kind of strange feeling she had, but a low voice slowly spread out.
The moment this voice appeared, all the people who came to listen to the immortal's sermon heard it clearly.
Xuanyuan Jianying, the number one sword genius of the Zhu Hai Mountain Range, whose consciousness was attached to a Sword Saint with limitless potential who would later become a legend of the sword in the Zhu Hai Mountain Range, smiled faintly and entered a state of enlightenment together with this young Sword Saint.
Gu Han, who had fused with the Netherworld Seed and was residing in the body of a giant squid, looked at his huge tentacles and heard Zebra's exclamation in his mind.
Dao Wu Yuan endured bitterly, because not far to his right was the camp of the Giant Race. The Giants, who had slowly disappeared in the later eras, were now gathered here by the hundreds and thousands. How could Dao Wu Yuan not go crazy?
One of the four heavenly kings, Zhu Huo, owner of the Nanming Li Fire, spread her wings and looked curiously at her vermilion flaming body while turning around and fluttering her gorgeous feathers.
The Netherworld Yellow Spring sat behind a large shadow. Around her were various monsters from the Yellow Springs. These were ghosts belonging to the camp of the Lord of Mount Tai Prefect, and were the targets that the immortal warlocks of the Netherworld Immortal Path yearned to summon.
Hua Lian looked at the tall figure not far in front of her in astonishment. This was the origin of the Shennong lineage, the greatest Earth Immortal of the human race, and she had become the disciple of this Earth Immortal.
The two Nine-Tailed Demon Foxes of the Demon Fox Clan, Qingqiu Jiuyue and Little Jiu, who were residing in the bodies of a pair of demon fox twins, were holding hands and smiling like real sisters.
Not far behind them, Su Daji was sitting there with a shocked expression on her face.
Different circles, different opportunities. Based on the height and affinity of the descent of the Cloud Walk, all the people who entered the Heavenly Fox Secret Realm have now gathered in this immortal opportunity.