Chapter 127

But now it seemed it was even harder than she imagined.

If she had known this, she would have left more life-saving means for Hongxuan.

Not only Houtu, other Primordial powers also paid attention.

When they calculated that the crosser was a post-heaven human, their expressions were complex and brilliant.

Since when could a post-heaven race be so monstrous?

Many innate gods couldn't even reach this step!

Jin'ao Island.

Master Tongtian naturally saw this scene too, and immediately burst into happy laughter.

"Good boy, you really didn't disappoint this Daoist!"

"He actually triggered the Purple Firmament Divine Thunder Tribulation; the future Quasi-Saint realm will simply not be able to stump him!"

"The Jie Sect Dao lineage can be considered to have successors!"

Although he had already overestimated Hongxuan's excellence, it seemed he had still underestimated him a bit.

At the same time, he had an intention in his heart, and now it was completely decided.

Mount Kunlun.

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at the River of Fate indifferently and sighed:

"Actually a disciple of Tongtian, growing from a mere post-heaven human to now, perseverance, wisdom, and opportunity, none can be missing!"

"Tongtian finally accepted a good disciple!"

"However, my disciples are not bad either, the Chan Sect will definitely surpass the Jie Sect in the future!"

"Junior brother, some of your ideas are definitely wrong."

After muttering a word, he returned to indifference again.

After all, he was only a Great Luo Jinxian, not worth Yuanshi Tianzun's attention.

Perhaps in the future, when he achieved Quasi-Saint, he would pay more attention.

Mount Shouyang.

Taiqing Laozi was refining pills as usual, glanced at the River of Fate lightly, and stopped paying attention.

The humans created by Nuwa, although their potential was low.

But there was no lack of brilliant people.

Even compared to those innate gods, they were not inferior.

Tongtian's disciple Hongxuan was probably such an existence.

Unfortunately, this child had no fate with him.

Taiqing Laozi already had his personal disciple Xuandu, which made him very satisfied.

No matter how good others were, he wouldn't care too much.

Western Mount Sumeru.

"Senior brother, over the years, we have also cultivated many human geniuses, why hasn't there been one who can rival Daoist Hongxuan?"

Ever since Jieyin and Zhunti paid attention to Hongxuan back then and discovered his extraordinary nature.

They had set their sights on the human race.

Over the years, they had also secretly cultivated many humans.

And practiced the Western Great Dao.

Unfortunately, although there were effects, the distance to their goal was far away.

Let alone Great Luo Jinxian, even cultivating a Taiyi Jinxian required countless time and resources.

In just a few tens of thousands of years, it was impossible to do.

Of course, even if it could be done, the resources consumed would be unimaginable.

The West was already barren, so naturally they couldn't accept this.

Seeing Hongxuan causing a huge sensation in the River of Fate, especially Zhunti, a flash of envy appeared in his eyes.

How could a post-celestial human trigger the Purple Firmament tribulation thunder?

Could this Daoist Hongxuan really rival a top-tier innate god?

Why was Master Tongtian's luck so good, staying on Jin'ao Island all day, and having genius disciples deliver themselves to his door?

Jieyin shook his head and didn't speak, but his face became even more miserable.

Demon Heavenly Palace.

"Damn it, brother, isn't this kid the human who was by Houtu's side?"

When Donghuang Taiyi discovered Li Hongxuan crossing the tribulation in the River of Fate, he felt a sense of familiarity.

Immediately after, he finally remembered.

This kid was the human ant who killed Jiuying not long ago.

He originally attributed Jiuying's death to Houtu.

Now it seemed he had underestimated this human ant!

Hearing this, Di Jun's eyes narrowed slightly.

With this kid's performance today, as long as he didn't fall halfway, he was destined to become one of the Primordial powers in the future.

Moreover, he was a power who was very hostile to the demon race.

The threat was huge.

If he had known this earlier.

He should have spent some cost to kill this kid in the cradle.

But now, it seemed it wouldn't work.

He had already calculated that this human was a disciple of Master Tongtian of the Jie Sect.

With today's performance, Master Tongtian would definitely promote him to a personal disciple.

By then, both his status and the degree of attention would be infinitely improved.

If he went to encircle and suppress this person again, it would inevitably arouse Master Tongtian's dissatisfaction.

It would also be very unfavorable for the demon race's great cause.

However, fortunately, this person was only a Great Luo Jinxian and couldn't threaten the demon race for the time being.

By the time he advanced to Quasi-Saint, the demon race might have already destroyed the Wu tribe and dominated the Primordial World.

By then, what would he have to fear from a mere Quasi-Saint?

Let him off for now.

However, while not doing it on the surface, one couldn't help but scheme in secret.

It just so happened that Houtu killed Demon Saint Jimeng earlier.

And Demon Saint Guiche was on good terms with Jimeng when he was alive, so he would definitely want to avenge Jimeng.

Hongxuan and Houtu had a deep relationship; Houtu was temporarily helpless, but Demon Saint Guiche should have a high chance of success in killing a mere Great Luo Jinxian.

Even if he didn't succeed, the demon race would at most lose one Demon Saint.

It wasn't worth mentioning for the overall situation.

Conversely, if Hongxuan was wiped out, it would inevitably affect Houtu.

Scheme a bit halfway.

It might not be impossible to make the Wu tribe lose an Ancestral Witch.

In this way, the Wu tribe would naturally lack the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation, so why worry that the demon race's great cause wouldn't succeed?!

A scheming light flashed in Di Jun's eyes, and a sinister look appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Immediately summon Demon Saint Guiche!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

……

"Rumble..."

An extremely condensed, ten-thousand-foot-long bolt of Purple Firmament thunder roared down.

Descending from the sky.

At this moment, on the River of Fate where Li Hongxuan was crossing the tribulation, mysterious, transparent ripples suddenly spread out within ten thousand miles.

Enveloping Hongxuan inside.

The void twisted from time to time.