Chapter 192

At the same time, Henren Dadi had already left Qiyi Shijie, and after saying goodbye to the protagonist Ye Fan, she was also prepared to undergo the Immortal King Tribulation!

She stood in the void, her bronze mask already removed; that unparalleled face, skin like snow, cold and elegant, as if meticulously carved from immortal jade, was peerless and breathtaking!

Her whole body flashed with faint white light, she did not eat the food of mortals, her temperament was otherworldly, as if a banished immortal had descended into the world, making one feel a sense of stunning beauty that transcended the mundane.

In white clothes, peerless and elegant, her gaze was as deep as the starry sky, and a powerful aura radiated; Henren Dadi was not afraid in the slightest!

However, she prepared to go find Pangu Tianzun first; Henren Dadi had a premonition and wanted to borrow the other party's Bronze Immortal Palace!

But she did not know where the other party was; in this Xianyu, every small world was as insignificant as dust, and in the vast Xianyu, how could it be easy to find them?

But she was not in a hurry, so she went to search for the figure of Pangu Tianzun.

The Immortal King Tribulation was extremely terrifying; even Henren Dadi did not dare to relax in the slightest!

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Time passed minute by minute.

Feng Qingyang, staying within the small world, frowned and slowly opened his eyes; he sensed that someone was preparing to enter!

His gaze rested on a figure standing in the void.

He saw that she was wearing a ghost-face mask, the seemingly crying yet not crying lines stained with bronze rust, and stardust-like faint light seeping from the cracks at the edges, as if sealing some era that had been cut down!

Her hair hung down like an inverted galaxy, ice crystals condensing at the ends of her three thousand strands of black hair.

There was a pale golden vertical mark between her brows, and the seemingly open yet not open Dao eye flowed with Chaos Qi, the occasional leaking gaze melting the drifting meteorites into glass-like teardrops!

Her slender hands were like jade carvings, and her white clothes were plain and without patterns.

"This is... Henren Dadi?"

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang muttered to himself; he truly had not expected that Henren Dadi would come to find him, and could even find his tracks so accurately!

"Pangu Tianzun."

She spoke softly, like a Nine Heavens Xuannü untainted by smoke and fire, making one unable to help but be intoxicated!

"Henren Dadi, what is it that you have come to me for?"

The other party being able to find this place meant there must be something she was asking for, otherwise she would absolutely not have come!

But even so, it made Feng Qingyang not quite understand what could be worth Henren Dadi coming to find him?

"Can you lend me the Bronze Immortal Palace? I will return it to you after I pass the Immortal King Tribulation."

Once these words were spoken, he nodded, his tone calm, and no emotional fluctuations ever revealed in his eyes.

"You may!"

As the words fell, the Bronze Immortal Palace flashed with faint Immortal Light, flew out from the small world within his body, and fell into Henren Dadi's hands.

"Many thanks."

Subsequently, Henren Dadi turned and left this place; watching the other party's departing back, Feng Qingyang did not think too much about it and continued his cultivation, preparing to break through to the realm of a Supreme Giant!

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It is unknown how much time had passed.

Henren Dadi's figure appeared above a galaxy, and thirty-six thousand abysses cracked open on the dome above her head, with thunder pulp formed by Immortal King laws flowing from each crack!

When the first drop of crimson-gold tribulation liquid fell, the mountains and rivers for billions of miles instantly faded into gray-white ink wash, and nine thunder dragons holding bronze chains poked their heads out from the end of the River of Time, each reverse scale reflecting a civilization of an era being annihilated!

Her Immortal King Tribulation was about to descend!

"Booming!"

The terrifying sound reverberated throughout the entire void, countless stars trembling because of it, as if they would collapse the next moment!

"Noisy."

The woman raised her wide sleeves lightly, and her three thousand strands of black hair suddenly turned into an Immortal-Slaying Guillotine.

The moment the flying immortal light rain collided with the world-destroying thunder, a million scarlet mandalas bloomed in the void, each petal being the roaring of shredded dragon souls!

She stepped up on the broken spines of the thunder dragons, the plain white clothes trailing behind her flapping in the gale, as if they were unfurled flags of god-slaying!

Seventy-two immortal palaces emerged from the depths of the tribulation clouds. When each palace gate opened, Dao sounds that made the Zhutian tremble were emitted, and the phantoms that walked out of the palaces all carried broken Immortal King life wheels on their backs; these were the manifestations of the resentment of all those who had failed their tribulations throughout the ages!

The Immortal King of the first palace held a broken Emperor-Slaying Spear and thrust it over, the spear tip condensing the slaughter aura of nine hundred eras. The white-clad woman did not dodge or evade, the ghost-face mask suddenly opening a third vertical pupil, within which bronze fire that burned all Daos leaped!

When her fingertips touched the spear tip, the entire battle spear actually melted like a wax candle, and a million terrified Immortal King faces emerged in the dripping immortal gold liquid!

"Burial."

With this soft shout, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of all the bronze immortal palaces simultaneously. The bronze ring between the woman's hair shot out Chaos light, and those immortal palaces that had once suppressed the Zhutian actually capsized in the River of Time like paper boats, the wailing emitted from the palaces shattering the Wangchuan He of the eighteen layers of the Netherworld!

A path of reincarnation constructed by bronze rings appeared beneath the white-clad woman's feet, and a little girl with pigtails stood barefoot at the end of the path, holding semi-solid dark red in a pottery jar.

Rusty bronze chains pierced out from the void, the other end of the chains connected to seventy-two skeletons covered in tooth marks!

"You cannot become an Immortal King!"

Billions of voices resonated in the River of Time!

"Obsession turning into Dao is, after all, a reflection in a mirror."

A bloodstain between the woman's brows suddenly bloomed with three inches of clear light, and three Great Dao flowers respectively held up a bronze immortal sword, the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar, and the ghost-face mask.

The past self swung the sword to sever all bronze chains, the present self formed seals to shatter the blood-colored vortex, and the future self stepped directly into the core of the tribulation clouds on a flying immortal waterfall. Those skeletons that had gnawed through the ages turned into fireflies in the sword light, illuminating the last smile of the little girl before she dissipated.

"I want this red dust to no longer be able to trap the sword in my hand."

Nine Immortal King Dharma images condensed from the Great Dao origin descended, and a bronze compass symbolizing heavenly punishment hung above their heads.

The white-clad woman suddenly removed her mask, and on that face that made all Zhutian gods and demons suffocate, a smile that was almost gentle appeared for the first time. She reached out and pulled half a piece of blood-stained pottery jar from the void, blowing on it lightly.

The fragment turned into a Heaven-Burying Coffin that covered the sky and sun, the origin of the three thousand divine bodies that had once been swallowed appearing on the surface of the coffin.

The moment the bronze coffin lid was lifted, the nine great Immortal King Dharma images actually melted like snow meeting the scorching sun, their disintegrated Dao laws swallowed up by the Chaos mist gushing from the coffin.

The woman stepped step by step onto the ladder cast from the remains of Immortal Kings, each step beneath her feet transformed from the Dao Fruit of some peerless genius.

When the last ray of tribulation light annihilated, crimson-gold light rain fell on the Zhutian Wanjie simultaneously. All cultivators who touched the light rain saw illusions!

The white-clad woman sat alone in the Bronze Immortal Palace, with nine Immortal King corpses whose life wheels had been severed lying beneath her feet, and seventy-two punctured life stars floating outside the palace.

In the void after the tribulation clouds dispersed, one hundred and eight thousand bronze Dao swords were suspended. Each sword body reflected projections from different times and spaces!

There were scenes of immortal phoenixes with broken wings falling into the Chaos Sea, ancient Buddhas with golden bodies covered in Dao cracks, and even more scenes of Immortal King crowns being punctured by bronze rings.

The moment the white-clad woman put the mask back on, all the Dao swords chanted in unison, and a projection of the ghost-face mask appeared in the void of her retreat!

In the thunder light that had not yet dispersed at the edge of the universe, one could vaguely see the future self holding an immortal sword, severing a surging River of Time in two!

(End of chapter)