Chapter 211

I say, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant.

Li Tian is an evil and ominous man, but when it comes to arrogance and methods, in front of those two scoundrels, Da Heigou and Duan De, he has no choice but to admit defeat.

The two of them carried holy weapons and thoroughly cursed Yin Tian De, San Que Dao Ren, and the Golden Crow Clan, showing no mercy in their words.

Moreover, it wasn't just talk; they not only cursed them all the way, but also dealt them a vicious blow.

For example, San Que Dao Ren fell into their ambush two months ago and was firmly subdued.

Finally, all his treasures and even that Daoist robe were found nowhere; they were searched clean, leaving him only with his underpants.

Half a month later, the sea map reacted, and an ancient inscription slowly emerged.

From that day on, each day at sunrise they advanced 100,000 li across the North Sea, and whenever the Four Symbols and Twenty-Eight Mansions appeared, they would detour another 100,000 li.

Thus, after walking and stopping for half a month, they finally arrived at a mysterious sea area.

Fusang Ancient Tree!

An ancient island came into view, situated in the black ocean, with spiritual energy steaming, growing many antiquities, full of vitality.

What was shocking was that on the Divine Island stood a golden ancient tree, its golden leaves dazzling, as if cast from gold, with solar holy power flowing through it.

The Fusang Divine Tree is not particularly grand, standing only six zhang tall, but its whole body shines like gold, each leaf sparkling like stars, swaying gracefully.

A genuine immortal elixir!

Da Heigou's eyes lit up with excitement, blazing hot; the Fusang Divine Tree, like an immortal elixir, could let one live another lifetime, its value immeasurable! Boom—

Suddenly the divine tree trembled, its golden treetops making a rustling sound, then swayed to both sides, revealing an ancient palace.

The ancient palace was towering and magnificent, immensely imposing, every brick and tile extravagantly splendid, golden holy radiance shooting into the sky, and all the leaves swayed.

The Sun Holy Emperor's traveling palace.

Upon hearing Yang Zhu's words, the others' hearts surged with excitement, overjoyed; if not for the solar holy power blocking them, they would have already rushed forward uncontrollably.

Damn, this scorching golden light is too terrifying; even the Supreme Holy Lord couldn't get through.

The Fusang Divine Tree seems to have existed since ancient times, standing there; the solar holy power it emits cannot be resisted by anyone below a saint, and in an instant they would be burned to ashes, leaving no remains.

Even with a legendary holy weapon in hand, it would still be hard to pass, for this is the Sun Holy Emperor's sleeping palace, not something just anyone can approach.

Damn it, this is worse than killing me; the supreme treasure lies right before us, yet we cannot set foot a single step.

Now Li Tian and the others stared longingly, their hearts itching unbearably; the Sun Holy Emperor's immortal hoard lay before them, yet they were powerless.

Among many immortal elixirs, the Fusang Divine Tree may not be the most effective, but it is undoubtedly the strongest in attack.

Yang Zhu merely glanced at the ancient palace, then shifted his gaze, intently watching beneath the tree, where a green-clothed old man stood alone, his eyes vacant, full of confusion.

Before him lay an old stone coffin, exuding a strange aura, causing everything on the island to become eerie.

The green-clothed old man seemed to have lost his soul, his whole person dazed and lethargic, with no mental fluctuations, like a piece of withered wood.

Who is this person, how could they appear here?

Yan Yixi lowered his voice, fearing to disturb the green-clothed old man.

To be able to appear in this place, one could tell without thinking that their identity was certainly not simple, and even their origin was terrifyingly great.

Who am I, who am I…… where is this……

The green-clothed old man seemed not to have noticed the few people, his eyes filled with confusion, dazed and lethargic, constantly murmuring to himself.

Senior.

Yang Zhu cultivated the Sun True Scripture, step by step ascending; the swaying solar holy power could not harm him in the slightest, instead it seemed to flow toward him. With Yang Zhu's breathing, the pure solar holy power from his skin seeped into his body, instantly transforming into divine power, nourishing every bit of flesh.

You… you are who……

At this moment, the green-clothed old man looked over; after just a moment, his empty pupils gained a hint of surprise, staring blankly at Yang Zhu.

Junior Yang Zhu. Yang Zhu replied.

Upon hearing that, the green-clothed old man stood frozen for a long time, brows furrowed, as if lost in memory, his eyes becoming somewhat brighter.

Who am I…… who am I……

After a long while, the green-clothed old man again fell into muttering, becoming confused once more, murmuring to himself while embracing the stone coffin, no longer paying attention to Yang Zhu.

I know who you are.

You... do you know who I am?

Hearing Yang Zhu's words, the green-clothed old man's eyes shot out two divine glints, he was greatly excited and took a step forward.

You are the divine thought of the Sun Holy Emperor.

Yang Zhu stood a few meters from him, his voice flat yet like a thunderclap from a clear sky, startling everyone.

Divine thought? It's actually that kind of evil thing!

The Big Black Dog felt a chill, his hairs standing on end, sensing a cold draft from behind, he couldn't help shivering.

Divine thought, this thing is too evil; legend says it is formed from the malice of a dead deity, its tales are terrifying to the extreme, capable of subduing human saints.

How mighty is the Ancient Sun Emperor? The divine thought he spawned is how terrifying, unimaginable, comparable to an ancient sage! 'Divine thought... no, I am the Sun Holy Emperor!'

Suddenly, the green-clothed old man shuddered, his body emitting black divine fire that turned into dark light, encircling him like a black sun.

This is a strange aura, not the legendary Sun Holy Power, but carrying an ominous feeling, as if calamity is about to erupt.

My mother...

The terrifying, heart-pounding black flames swept over, frightening Duan De until his scalp went numb; he hastily threw out the Bagua Furnace to protect the few.

The Bagua Furnace turned, unleashing unparalleled holy might, yet that black flame was wicked and demonic, a divine thought of the Human Emperor—how could it be so easily fooled?

The holy power was eroded, the scorching heat impossible to resist; the few suddenly felt a wave of stuffy heat, their blood flow accelerated, their eyes about to burst.

Fall back, can't hold!

The Big Black Dog cried out, stepped on the Walking Word Secret, instantly retreated over a hundred zhang, the others all used Shen Gong, hastily withdrawing.

Senior!

Yang Zhu stood in place, not retreating a step, his eyes firm as he gazed at the opponent, calling out again.

To prevent any mishap, the Golden War Spear slowly revived inside his body; should the situation turn unfavorable, the Supreme Emperor's might would pour forth!

"Divine thought…… Yes, I am not the Solar Holy Emperor; I am merely a wisp of his evil thought……"

The old man in green robes' aura surged, but soon he embraced the stone coffin, sensing its aura, his eyes gradually cleared, regaining some of his consciousness.

His gaze already shone brightly; later, he shot out two divine lights, brilliant as the sun, making it hard to look directly.

"You have received the Holy Emperor's approval; this divine tree rightfully belongs to you, rightfully belongs to you……"

He walked step by step toward Yang Zhu; the black flames turned golden glittering, no longer demonic, circulating the purest solar holy power.

(End of chapter)