Life is the greatest miracle in the world. No matter how the world changes, we can always find the most suitable way out.
Ever since Emperor Huangtian created the cultivation system of "taking the body as a seed" and used his supreme magic power to recast the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the laws of the entire world have undergone some changes.
Fairies such as true dragons and phoenixes have lost their innate magic, and the celestial beings no longer have the talent to fuse the Destiny Stone.
But the strong will always be strong, and in the end some things will remain.
Take the Celestial Race as an example. Although their appearance is the same as that of the human race, in fact, their physique, Tao sense, etc. are much stronger than those of the average human race.
Even their appearance can reflect their extraordinaryness. The men are handsome and the women are beautiful, and they are extraordinary handsome.
In the battle with the divine organization, the performance of the Celestial Race was remarkable. The Great Sage faced off against the Lord God, and the Heavenly Soldiers faced off against the Divine Army. They did not lose at all.
The Ancient Domain of Heaven and Humanity, the Star of Heaven, and the City of Heaven.
The clan leader was meditating in a secret room when the void in front of him suddenly fluctuated, and a silver token appeared with thunder.
The leader of the Celestial Clan took the token, and his expression suddenly changed as he glanced at it with his spiritual consciousness:
"He is actually the heir of the Immortal Emperor! The Immortal Cauldron flew away on its own, and the Thunder Lord is in danger... Such important news must be reported to the old god as soon as possible!"
He immediately walked to a tall statue in the secret room, injected his divine power and paid homage.
The statue lit up slightly, but then dimmed again.
"What's going on? Why can't we contact you?" The leader of the Celestial Clan was anxious and had an ominous premonition.
At this moment, a message from a confidant suddenly came in: "The patriarch, the great sages of the Holy Spirit Clan and the Winged Clan are here to visit!"
The leader of the Celestial Clan’s heart skipped a beat: “Why is it at this juncture? It’s a coincidence…”
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A moment later, the Celestial Clan leader received the Wing Clan leader and Holy Spirit Saint in the reception hall. His eyes flickered vaguely as he glanced at Feng Jinghong.
"I wonder why some fellow Taoists came to see me?" the leader of the Celestial Clan asked.
The Great Sage Holy Spirit told him about the previous battle, and the Celestial Clan leader looked shocked:
"I didn't expect this person to be so insidious. Fortunately, a few fellow Taoists saw the opportunity, otherwise he might really have caused some serious disasters!"
As he said that, he turned his gaze to Feng Jinghong: "I admire my little friend for his natural talent and delicate mind. But I don't know what method he used to snatch the Immortal Cauldron?"
God was really shocked. He didn't expect that Ying Yuan was really dead and even lost something as important as the Chengxian Cauldron.
Feng Jinghong smiled slightly: "Actually, it's not an extraordinary method, it's just that this junior is lucky.
The Immortal Cauldron is Emperor Zun's weapon. I once took a walk around the place where Emperor Zun was buried, and happened to find Emperor Zun's heir there."
As he said this, he took out a piece of immortality, in which was sleeping a fat and white baby.
Turning her hand to put it away, Feng Jinghong continued: "With the direct bloodline of the Emperor, it is not that difficult to conquer the Immortal Cauldron."
The leader of the Celestial Clan was filled with turmoil in his heart, and he could hardly control the expression on his face.
There have always been rumors that there was a little master in the ancient heaven, but the gods organized millions of people to search the universe but could not find it. Unexpectedly, now it fell into the hands of the son of the immortal emperor.
"Is this little kid really the emperor's heir?" God tried his best to control his voice from trembling.
"It's guaranteed to be genuine!" Feng Jinghong smiled and took a sip of tea.
"I'm here to ask the Celestials to join us in searching the nearby areas. We are worried that besides Lei Zun, there are other people in the divine organization hiding in the dark. These are unparalleled masters and pose too great a threat. We must investigate
Clean!" said the old leader of the Wing Clan.
"What my fellow Taoist said is true, I will continue to make arrangements and will not miss any corner!" the Celestial Clan's leader said solemnly.
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At the edge of the Celestial Realm, stars are rare and their light is dim.
A gray shadow flashed away like a ghost, escaping out of the star field at an extremely fast speed.
Suddenly, a golden escaping light blocked the front, and the figure of the Great Sage of the Winged Clan appeared:
"Where are you going, fellow Taoist, in such a hurry?"
The gray figure didn't answer and flew in the opposite direction, only to see the Holy Spirit waiting there quietly.
Turning around again, Feng Jinghong was throwing a dusty jar and staring at him playfully.
Surrounded on three sides, there is no escape!
The gray shadow was silent for a moment, and the mist covering his body dissipated. Who could he be if he wasn't the leader of the Celestial Clan?
The old sage smiled with a smile on his face: "I have searched all over the Star Territory, but no trace of the enemy can be found. I have nothing to do, so I personally came to the edge of the Star Territory to search, but I don't know why these Taoist friends are here?"
The leader of the Wing Clan sighed softly: "Of course I am waiting for you."
The smile on the face of God faded away: "What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"
At this time, Feng Jinghong spoke: "We have blocked the communication in the entire Tianren Star Territory just to force the ghost to come out. Now that things have happened, do you think you can still hide it?"
"I don't understand what you mean." God's expression was calm, while his mind was frantically thinking about how to escape.
Feng Jinghong smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, you will understand after we search the entire Tianzhi City!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the Celestial Clan burst out in anger, took out a long sword and rushed towards the leader of the Winged Clan.
Firstly, that side happens to be in the direction outside the Star Territory, and secondly, the leader of the Winged Clan is also the weakest side. Both the Great Sage Holy Spirit and Feng Jinghong who holds the Imperial Arms are stronger than him.
The old patriarch of the Wing Clan's face darkened, how could he not understand what the other party was thinking.
Although he is indeed the weakest one in the field, the opponent's naked use of him as a weakling still makes him feel a little embarrassed.
"Dang~" The divine energy was stirred up, and the gods vomited blood and flew everywhere. He stared at the spear in the hand of the Winged Clan's elder saint with wide eyes: "Quasi-Emperor Soldier?!"
The eldest sage of the Wing Tribe swung his spear: "Not bad, I..."
Boom! A black light penetrated the void, and the heavens and humans were wiped out into ashes.
Feng Jinghong put away the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar and said calmly: "Let's go and level the City of Heaven!"
The leader of the Wing Clan awkwardly put away the dragon spear that Feng Jinghong had lent him before, and followed up and asked:
"Little friend, how did you come to suspect the Celestials?"
He really didn't understand that there were more than a dozen major clans participating in the war this time, and more than one had the upper hand. Why did Feng Jinghong identify the Celestial clan as the traitor?
Feng Jinghong said calmly: "Let history serve as a guide. This clan is most likely to produce treacherous bastards."
In his opinion, disgusting ethnic groups like the Celestials should have been exterminated in the ancient times. Emperor Huangtian was still too kind back then.
In fact, Feng Jinghong is not sure who betrayed him. Although he was ambushed by Ying Yuan because he was attending a banquet of the Tianren tribe, this alone is not enough to prove anything.
He just stared at them to investigate because he hated this group of people, and this group of people lived up to his expectations and exploded as soon as he checked them!
After two years of war, all clans suffered heavy casualties. Only their clan could afford to lose two saints, and no one else witnessed their death in the battle. It is strange that there are no ghosts here!
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Except for the clan leader, there is only one great saint left in the Celestial Clan. Naturally, they cannot stop Feng Jinghong and others. Everyone in the entire Celestial City has become a prisoner.
Facts have proved that the Celestials are not traitors after all.
According to the confession of the saints of this clan, this clan has taken refuge in Emperor Zun since the mythical era. It has been secretly supporting the divine organization for millions of years, and it is unknown how many talents and resources have been transferred.
"Kill them all!" Feng Jinghong coldly sentenced this clan to death.
He will not show any mercy to the forces of the God Organization.
On this day, the Celestial Star Territory flowed with blood, and the Celestial Race was completely eliminated from the great clans of the universe!