Chapter 1371 — Dominating the Origin Realm

In no time at all, one Gold-Iron Divine Palace after another appeared out of thin air!

In the sky above, goddesses of the White Tiger God Race, neatly and capably attired, descended along beams of golden light, swooshing down in swift succession to hover above the Gold-Iron Divine City of the Western Land. In the Origin Realm, tower ships drifted one after another, and a host of heavenly soldiers and generals, gazing toward the Western Land, all wore cold sneers.

Dan Fenglai, marshaling the Golden Crow Army, looked out at the Western Land from afar and sneered, "The Western Emperor, White Tiger, wants to seize the moment while the Origin Realm has no master, to thrust in a foot of her own?

She thinks far too highly of herself! " Just then, the sky over the Western Land grew even more radiant, and the projection of an empress clad in full armor and a golden helm descended, taking possession of that Gold-Iron Divine City!

The moment her projection landed, gold and iron rang out in chorus across the whole Western Land; countless divine weapons of the gods sounded of their own accord, quivering without cease, as though they would fly from their masters' hands to prostrate themselves in worship before the empress's projection. The gods of the Origin Realm hurriedly subdued their own divine weapons.

Dan Fenglai at once leaped into the air, preparing to go inform the Ancestral God King; Yin Tianzi was likewise stirred, meaning to send men to the Great Void to inform Heavenly Venerable Hao, when suddenly over the frozen, frigid lands of Shuofang in the Northern Land, dark clouds spanned the heavens and five thunders clashed, while within five great thunderclouds countless bolts of lightning seethed and stirred. Each thundercloud spanned tens of thousands of li across, howling and spinning, packed unimaginably dense with thunderbolts!

Lightning split downward from the thunderclouds, its glare lighting up the darkness, and behold, the surging waters of the Heavenly River poured down from the clouds, as gods of the two Xuanwu races descended from the heavens amid flood and thunder, one after another. These Xuanwu people were masters of construction; great halls and divine palaces rose from the ground one after another, transforming the land of Shuofang into a stretch of ice-and-snow palaces ringed about by heavenly waters, a most magnificent sight. Then the projections of the two Xuanwu Emperors descended from the heavens, one tortoise and one serpent, to hold dominion over the land of Shuofang.

Yin Tianzi frowned deeply and murmured, "The projections of the two Xuanwu Emperors descending upon the Origin Realm?

How strange. Those two old fellows are cunning, slippery sorts, and pitifully timid besides; it would be one thing for them to hide away in the Arctic Heaven, but why are they so bold now, daring even to wade into the muddy waters of the Origin Realm?

" Yin Tianzi's insight was far keener than Dan Fenglai's; Dan Fenglai could not make out the ins and outs of it, but Yin Tianzi instantly perceived the crux. "It is not that the two Xuanwu Emperors have grown bolder, but that someone is backing them!

Could it be that the Lord of Heaven and Lord Tu are propping up the four emperors, giving them unrealistic fantasies?

" Scarcely had Yin Tianzi thought this when suddenly purple clouds filled the eastern heavens, divine dragons threading and darting through the purple glow, and a grand mountain of numinous treasure descended from the sky, plunging into the Eastern Sea to form an island over a thousand li across. Then the projection of the Azure Dragon, the Eastern Emperor, descended from the heavens and coiled upon the mountain of numinous treasure, eyes shut in deep slumber. Yin Tianzi's expression shifted slightly; he looked to the south, and only then remembered that the Vermilion Bird, the Southern Emperor, was dead and could not possibly descend.

"Three emperors have appeared, but even so, an arm cannot outwrestle a thigh. .

. " he thought to himself.

Suddenly the wind and clouds churned in the sky, the stars dispersed, and Yin Tianzi looked up, his face aghast, to see endless white radiance surging forth from beyond the heavenly diagram that shrouded the Origin Realm, the light spreading in all directions like a white beard, sinking lower and lower, growing larger and larger, brighter and brighter! Gradually, the radiance took the form of the Lord of Heaven's face, appearing in the sky!

More light came surging in, becoming white clouds tens of thousands of li across, and upon the clouds palaces and watchtowers took shape; the Lord of Heaven, white-browed, white-bearded, white-haired, white-eyed, fell from the heavenly diagram and descended into the heavenly palace above the sea of clouds, there to take up his dwelling.

Yin Tianzi was struck dumb, panic filling his heart: "Even the Lord of Heaven cannot sit still.

These old things are like the God of Longevity hanging himself—they think their own death comes too slowly!

That said, if the Origin Realm becomes the front line, it will surely be those of us here in the Origin Realm who suffer first! When the situation turns bad, slip away—that is the way to preserve one's life. .

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" He waved his hand, opening the Heavenly Gate of the Ming Capital, and was just about to make his escape, when suddenly boundless demonic qi of the Nether Capital gushed forth from the earth below, dyeing the center of the Origin Realm, where the Origin Tree had once stood, pitch black! Yin Tianzi had opened the Heavenly Gate of the Ming Capital, but what he saw was not the Ming Capital of the Northern Heaven, but the Nether Capital!

Standing before the Heavenly Gate of the Ming Capital, he saw Lord Tu—that incomparably mighty, towering man—standing within the Nether Capital, his divine power vast and far-reaching, dividing off a portion of his body and primal spirit to descend upon the Origin Realm! Yin Tianzi looked down, and there it had already become another small Nether Capital; Lord Tu's clone was rising slowly and spinning from the dark demonic qi, two ox horns piercing through the gloomy murk like two Yellow Springs of nine bends and eighteen curves thrust straight into the sky, jutting past the very side of his Heavenly Gate of the Ming Capital and rearing up high. Yin Tianzi saw that from those two incomparably thick horns, magma flowed down around them like rivers; the dread in his eyes turned to envy, and then he came back to his senses.

"Old Lord Tu has come too. Someone is going to die.

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. and it will be us first!

" Yin Tianzi at once withdrew the Heavenly Gate of the Ming Capital and hurtled with a whistling howl toward the nearest Spirit Energy Teleportation Bridge; now that Lord Tu had cut off his route back to the Ming Capital, the best path was to return to the Heavenly Court by way of the Spirit Energy Teleportation Bridge. On his flight he passed through the shadow left behind by the Lord of Heaven, and suddenly caught sight of the Sea of Heavenly Yin, where a woman wreathed in divine radiance was slowly rising from the waters. "Lady Tianyin!

" Yin Tianzi gave a shudder and hastily veered off course. Lady Tianyin loathed him to the marrow, and now this lady's divine powers had reached great perfection; she was moreover an ancient god who had leaped free of the bonds of the Great Dao, her strength terrifying—Yin Tianzi truly had no wish to meet her face to face!

"Lady Tianyin has come out as well.

There must be a mastermind behind all this, manipulating the situation in secret! " Yin Tianzi flew at top speed, and then he saw the ruins of the ten-thousand-li peach grove; amid the ruins, a woman of graceful, slender figure held a peach blossom between two fingers and, bending down, planted it in the earth.

Beside the woman stood a youth, tall of frame and uncommon in bearing, who bent down and breathed a breath upon the peach blossom.