Chapter 705: Empress Pingxin
Chapter 705: Empress Pingxin
Tianque City was shrouded in imperial might, like a fallen leaf in a raging sea.
Qin Liangyu's body developed cracks under the cover of raging flames and the true essence of the Emperor's Dao.
Her defiant voice echoed through the heavens, “My Great Xia has never feared anyone!”
"Auntie——"
Chen Ling'er was held in Chen Yuling's arms, her lovely face streaked with tears, and she screamed hoarsely, stretching her little hand towards the dark sky.
Seeing this, the old monk became even more smug. "Qin Liangyu, if you die, the Holy Emperor of Great Xia will be heartbroken, won't he?"
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone's heart skipped a beat. Then, the entire Tianque City froze, and the descending Buddhist and Taoist hand and Qin Liangyu, who was almost annihilated by the rules of the Imperial Dao, also stopped.
At this moment, all the powerful emperors on the continent felt a strong sense of déjà vu, an extreme fear and absurdity, just like the absolute pressure brought by the mysterious woman when she forcibly entered this realm.
"Another person has trespassed on this continent!"
"who is it!"
Before anyone could react, the sky cracked open, and a chasm of heaven, stretching for countless miles, stretched across the heavens. A pair of snow-white hands roughly tore open the barrier between worlds, and then a black-robed woman, exuding an aura of endless darkness, extended half of her body into this world.
"Then, what is that?!"
"Not the same one as last time!"
"How terrifying, an indescribable, ineffable power!"
The powerful emperors were terrified; the appearance of the woman in black robes sent a chill down their spines.
The black-clad woman who broke into this realm this time was different from the mysterious being who broke in last time. She gave off an extremely savage feeling, and she did not have the Dao patterns of the Three Thousand Great Daos on her body. Instead, a divine halo formed by the Six Paths of Reincarnation was attached to her back.
She is Houtu of the Blue Star mythology, she is the Ancestral Witch who specializes in cultivating the physical body, she is the Pingxin Niangniang who governs the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and she is also the will of the Earth, an existence on par with the will of Heaven.
As Pingxin appeared, the earth's veins in the martial arts world surged with joy, and countless powerful figures from past eras manifested within the earth's veins, bowing and worshipping the terrifying Dharma form that had entered this world.
"What exactly happened? Who is she? How can she make the ley lines materialize everything from the past?"
The emperor exclaimed in surprise, unable to comprehend it.
At this moment, not only the earth's veins rejoiced, but all creatures other than humans, whether tigers, leopards, jackals, snakes, insects, rats, or ants, bowed their heads.
She surveyed all living beings with equanimity, unlike Nuwa who deliberately concealed her true appearance. Her beauty was indescribable, or more accurately, a kind of wild beauty. She looked at this continent with a wicked sense of amusement, and as she opened her palm, the true form of Chen Futu, who was watching from the capital, suddenly appeared in her hand.
Chen Futu stared at her in astonishment. Their eyes met, and her gaze overflowed with primordial energy, the same will that could evolve the feng shui of the four directions and destroy everything.
Staring into her eyes, Chen Futu felt as if he had fallen into the cycle of reincarnation and was lost in the river of time. For a moment, he saw the Human Emperor rushing towards him. The strangest thing was that he could not contact the system, and five seconds had long passed.
"Tell me, who to kill?"
Pingxin's voice resonated across the entire continent; this seemingly ordinary sentence sent chills down the spines of all the emperors.
Real hammer!
It is a mysterious being summoned by Chen Futu!
The mysterious being who killed the Liang family emperor with a single finger last time was also summoned by Chen Futu!
Chen Futu regained his composure and, sensing the somber yet compassionate aura, said, "Greetings, Lady Pingxin. Please execute those monks."
“Monks? Monks are what I despise.”
Pingxin's gaze fell upon the frozen Tianque City.
She muttered to herself, as if reminiscing about the past, "There's an aura of the two Western saints, which is repulsive."
As soon as she finished speaking, the old monk who had been dominating Tianque City was suddenly enveloped by the aura of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. His Great Emperor cultivation was instantly stripped away, and then he transformed into a black wild boar and crashed to the ground of Tianque City.
The spatial freeze in Tianque City also disappeared, and all living beings resumed their movements. Qin Liangyu landed on the ground, staring blankly at the dissipating imperial pressure, staring blankly at the dumbfounded wild boar, and finally gazing with everyone at the boundless Dharma body in the sky, and Chen Futu standing in the palm of their hand.
Regardless of anything else, Chen Futu pointed to the place where the Buddhist land was located.
Pingxin glanced at them and suddenly burst into laughter. Her eyes were filled with the light and shadow of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. All the Buddhist experts on Mount Sumeru, as well as the corpses sinking in the Sea of Bitterness, instantly transformed into various lowly beasts, including snakes, rats, and insects.
This scene was terrifying. The transcendent aura of the Six Paths was something even the powerful emperors of Buddhism could not escape. Their foundations were forcibly stripped away, and then they were instantly reborn, a targeted reincarnation that even preserved their memories.
"I've left you an opponent; you can deal with him yourself from now on."
Pingxin was referring to that supreme emperor of Buddhism.
Chen Futu nodded and thanked Lady Pingxin again for her help.
Before she vanished, a drop of black essence blood hovered in front of Chen Futu, a supreme opportunity bestowed upon him personally.
"This drop of blood contains the Great Dao of Power. You can use it yourself or enhance your companion treasure."
Is she implying something? Is she referring to the system?
Chen Futu trembled. "I understand."
Pingxin smiled, and his figure suddenly vanished. The Heavenly Scar returned to calm, but the entire continent remained quiet.
All living beings gazed at Chen Futu, who stood alone in the sky, their hearts filled with awe and fear.
This time they were truly afraid.
All the emperors had a question in their hearts: who exactly was Chen Futu, and why could he summon such a terrifying being?
That was an inexplicable powerhouse, even more terrifying and shocking than the mysterious woman who appeared last time. She could strip an emperor of his martial arts foundation, forcibly send him into the cycle of reincarnation, and change his species.
The emperors disappeared, not daring to emit even the slightest breath.
Previously, some people may have been hoping that Chen Futu's summoning of a terrifying being was a waste of his rare trump card, but now it seems that this is not the case. If he can summon it once, he can summon it a second time, and a third time!
Swish!
Zhang Sanfeng, the Peach Blossom Goddess, and the Jade Emperor arrived at Chen Futu's side. Then, the Sixth Heavenly Demon General brought Liu Shenmiao into the arena. There was also an unknown elderly emperor who seemed to have just emerged from a coffin, exuding an aura of decay. Accompanying him was the Heavenly Sound Ancestor, who turned out to be a long-sealed emperor of the Heavenly Clan.
Everyone looked at Chen Futu with awe, wanting to ask him something but not daring to.
Chen Futu knew exactly what they wanted to say, but he had no time for idle chatter and arrived at Tianque City first.
Tianque City was in a state of chaos.
The wild boar, reincarnated from the old monk, was brutally beaten by Hua Hua, who rode it on the ground. Hua Hua's little fists smashed the wild boar's flesh and bones, and its screams were deafening.
"Husband."
Qin Liangyu was in a daze, injured, and extremely disheveled.
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