484, Is this the son of fate you are talking about?
"Is this the original power of this place?"
Zhou Shu held a golden ball in his palm, and inside the ball, there was a slight glimmer of water, like the waves of sea water.
"If you don't believe it, you can keep looking!"
The person who occupied the node here said angrily.
His surname is Wang and his first name is Huanzhi.
Thousands of years ago, he entered this place by chance. At that time, he only had the cultivation of an earthly immortal.
After entering this place, he absorbed the origin and gradually possessed the sacred realm.
However, he has a cautious personality, and even if he reaches the sacred realm, he does not dare to leave this place easily.
Mainly because he is reluctant to part with his original power.
So for these thousands of years, he has been staying here to practice hard.
The thunder that spread all over the small world before was deliberately created by him to prevent others from entering this place.
Speaking of which, if Zhou Shu and Wu Yuzhong had not arrived, he would not have left here even if it took ten thousand years.
Unless he can completely absorb the original power here.
However, Wang Huanzhi's talent is not extreme. His ability to become a saint is already at its limit. His body can only withstand so much original power.
Any more words will only lead to his collapse.
He actually knows it in his heart, but he just doesn't want to accept it.
"Less than I thought."
Zhou Shu glanced at Wu Yuzhong and said.
"Does it still need to be said?"
Wu Yuzhong said helplessly, "Most of the original power in this node has been absorbed by this guy!
I don’t know how much he has wasted.”
If Wang Huanzhi hadn't absorbed the original power here, Zhou Shu's strength might have been greatly improved this time.
Now that only these original powers are left, Zhou Shu's strength will definitely not surpass Yang Zhitian.
In this way, he has to find other nodes.
"Wang Huanzhi, you have been here for so many years, and no one has found this place?"
Zhou Shu didn't really care.
If this remaining source power is used well, it won't be a big deal to create two more sacred problems.
As for himself, he does not need to consume these original powers.
He has a divine weapon map and can obtain the original power by killing other saints.
"Of course."
Wang Huanzhi said proudly, "Do you think my thunder formation is just a decoration?
Without my permission, anyone who intrudes will surely die.
Do you think everyone has your strength?"
It's not like there has never been a holy one before, but they were all frightened by his thunder and no one really saw him.
"But speaking of which, a pervert actually broke into this place before."
Wang Huanzhi seemed to remember something, "That pervert's strength is not inferior to yours. I was already prepared to fight him desperately.
As a result, he retreated on his own initiative."
"Please tell me carefully about the scene at that time."
Zhou Shu said in deep thought.
Wu Yuzhong seemed to understand something, and looked at Wang Huanzhi with a serious expression.
"It's been so many years, how can I remember it so clearly?"
Wang Huanzhi curled his lips and said, "That person is your enemy?"
"Think carefully first."
Zhou Shu said noncommittally.
"Let me think about it."
Wang Huanzhi frowned and thought for a moment before he said, "That person was about to break my thunder formation.
But he seems to have relapsed from an old injury and his strength has plummeted.
If he hadn't run so fast, I might have killed him."
"Are old wounds coming back?"
Zhou Shu pondered, "Does he look like this?"
While speaking, Zhou Shu reached out and flicked his hand in the air.
The light flashed, and a portrait appeared in the sky.
"That's him. You really know him!"
Wang Huanzhi shouted.
Zhou Shu and Wu Yuzhong looked at each other.
The portrait simulated by Zhou Shu is none other than Yang Zhitian.
There was a bad feeling in both of their hearts.
Yang Zhitian can find here, but what about other nodes?
If Yang Zhitian occupies more than one node, how much original power does he have?
"Wu Yuzhong, are you sure you know his strength?"
Zhou Shu's expression was solemn and authentic.
"I - not sure."
Wu Yuzhong is not confident enough to be authentic.
How can someone like Yang Zhitian let others know his true trump card?
Even though Wu Yuzhong has followed Yang Zhitian for many years, he has never seen Yang Zhitian take action with all his strength.
In other words, no one has ever been able to force Yang Zhitian to use all his strength.
He also understood what Zhou Shu meant.
If Yang Zhitian found more than one node, then Yang Zhitian's strength may have exceeded his imagination.
Just because Wang Huanzhi cannot absorb all the power of the source does not mean that Yang Zhitian cannot.
Yang Zhitian can be called the first genius since the beginning of the world.
His strength is unfathomable, and no one knows how much original power he can absorb.
"I said, you haven't told me yet, what does that guy have to do with you?"
Wang Huanzhi said with some dissatisfaction.
He couldn't understand the conversation between Zhou Shu and Wu Yuzhong at all.
"He has nothing to do with us."
Zhou Shu said calmly, "But he has a close relationship with you."
"Don't be ridiculous, I don't know him at all!"
Wang Huanzhi said disdainfully.
"You may not know him, but I can tell you that he is your molder.
Your true body came from his hands."
Zhou Shu said calmly.
"He?"
Wang Huan was stunned and immediately became furious.
"Damn it, I should have killed him in the first place!"
"Even if his old injury recurred, you couldn't kill him."
Zhou Shu said, "You were cast by him. Do you think you can kill him?"
"I——"
Wang Huanzhi also frowned.
After he discovered that his body was a divine weapon, he was really confused for a long time.
This is actually one of the reasons why he has never dared to leave this small world.
Because he doesn’t know his origins or the conspiracy of the person who created him.
He also doesn’t want to become a tool in other people’s hands.
So he has been staying in this small world because he just doesn't want to face this.
"Although my body was forged by him, my consciousness has nothing to do with him. I can definitely kill him!"
Wang Huanzhi gritted his teeth and said.
"You think the same as we do, Wang Huanzhi. Since we have the same goal, there is no need for us to fight back and forth in the future."
Zhou Shu said.
"I can tell you that you were really a human. It was Yang Zhitian who took out your soul and put it into the divine weapon, so you became like this."
"I knew it!"
Wang Huanzhi gritted his teeth and said, "Where is this guy? Let's kill him!"
Wang Huanzhi was surrounded by thunder and lightning.
If it were just him, of course he wouldn't be so powerful.
But he is not alone now. With Zhou Shu charging ahead, what is he afraid of?
At worst, when you can't beat him, let Zhou Shu take the lead and he'll be fine.
When it comes to escaping, Wang Huanzhi is quite capable.
"There will be a chance."
Zhou Shu said leisurely.
……
A few months later, Zhou Shu, Wu Yuzhong, and Wang Huanzhi, who had left the small world with them, landed on a mountaintop.
"Pavilion Master Zhou, the worst has happened."
Wu Yuzhong's expression was extremely ugly and he said in a deep voice.
Zhou Shu nodded, he felt extremely difficult now.
Sure enough, Yang Zhitian had planned countless cycles, and it was impossible to leave such a big loophole for them!
All the nodes Wu Yuzhong was looking for have been exhausted.
Needless to say, the original power at those nodes has all fallen into Yang Zhitian's hands.
Although it is impossible for Yang Zhitian to absorb all the original powers, it is conceivable that the original powers he has absorbed are definitely far more than Wu Yuzhong understands.
Moreover, with Yang Zhitian's methods, he has so much original power, but he may not be able to create many saints.
Zhou Shu can cultivate Zhang Guoqing, Han Jin, Nan Tianxiang and others into saints, and Yang Zhitian can naturally do the same.
Yang Zhitian is the originator of the art of forging weapons.
The magic weapons in this world are all produced by Yang Zhitian.
Even though Zhou Shu is confident, he still believes that Yang Zhitian's weapon-making skills will not be much inferior to his.
"I said, can you think about it and me?
I don’t know anything. OK, can you speak more clearly?”
Wang Huanzhi shouted dissatisfied.
"In this world, there are many small worlds like the one you occupied before. This time, we are going to find these places and collect the original power scattered in these places."
Wu Yuzhong explained, "It's a pity that except for the small world you occupied, all the original power in other places has been taken away."
"Taken away by the Yang Zhitian you mentioned?"
Wang Huanzhi frowned.
"Nine times out of ten."
Wu Yuzhong said in a deep voice.
Apart from Yang Zhitian, he couldn't think of anyone else who had this ability.
A detached person may be able to do it, but he may not have the intention.
"It seems that we can only fight Yang Zhitian openly and openly."
Zhou Shu sighed and said.
"A clear sword and a clear gun? How can we be his opponent?"
Wu Yuzhong said.
He has no confidence at all.
Yang Zhitian was already strong enough, and now he has so much original power. Wu Yuzhong simply doesn't think Zhou Shu can defeat Yang Zhitian without the help of those original powers.
"Yang Zhitian's temperament likes conspiracy, but he doesn't like to take action himself."
Zhou Shu said in a deep voice, "So I'm sure that he didn't use all the original power he took away.
In all likelihood, he will use those original powers to cultivate a group of helpers.
Maybe that’s how those golden-armored guards came to be.
He has the divine under his command, and we are not alone.
As long as I kill all the saints under him, I will have a way to defeat him."
As long as the divine weapons forged by Zhou Shu are used to kill all the saints under Yang Zhitian, the original power taken away by Yang Zhitian can be returned to Zhou Shu through the divine weapon map.
When that time comes, Zhou Shu's strength will definitely surpass Yang Zhitian's.
"Kill all the saints under his command?"
Wu Yuzhong frowned and said, "Pavilion Master Zhou, don't forget that the Holy Emperor and the Holy Judge may both be his people.
How can we have so many saints at our disposal?"
Although Zhou Shu is the master of Tiangong Pavilion, he is also the leader of the human race in the ancestral land.
But the Tiangong Pavilion and the Zudi human race combined, there are not many sacred ones.
As for the cities of divine weapons, there are only a few of them.
In comparison, whether it is the Holy Emperor or the Holy Judge, the comprehensive strength of these two groups is all above them.
What's more, Yang Zhitian, whose true identity is unknown?
That's right, the Holy Emperor is the power of a transcendent person.
But the detached person has been toyed with by Yang Zhitian. Everyone knows that the power of the detached person may be Yang Zhitian's power.
In short, in Wu Yuzhong's opinion, they now have no chance of winning against Yang Zhitian.
"Soldiers are more valuable than fine soldiers, not many."
Zhou Shu said calmly, "It's not like we, the people of our ancestral land, have never done something like defeating more with less."
"This time is different from before."
Wu Yuzhong shook his head and said, "In the past, your enemies were just wine bags and rice bags, but now your enemy is Yang Zhitian!"
"No difference."
Zhou Shu remained calm, "Maybe you have a better way?
I remember you said that if I cooperate with you, I will become the son of luck.
Now it seems that I am a child of luck. I seem to be more unlucky than before."
Wu Yuzhong: "..."
Don’t slap someone in the face!
I said that, but wasn’t it just to trick you into boarding the ship?
If I really had the ability to turn you into a child of destiny, would I still need to be afraid of Yang Zhitian?
Although fundamentally speaking, I am also part of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth.
But now, the spiritual roots of heaven and earth have been mostly affected by Yang Zhitian and the Transcendents, so what I can do is very limited.
Fortunately, Zhou Shu didn't dwell on this topic for long, otherwise Wu Yuzhong really didn't know how to defend himself.
"When soldiers come, they will block the water and cover it with earth."
Zhou Shu continued, "Now we have no way to go anyway.
Waiting for death is a word for death.
If you fight angrily and lose, the worst you can do is die.
If that’s the case, then what’s there to hesitate about?”
"You've been making trouble for a long time, but you have no chance of winning?"
Wang Huanzhi opened his mouth wide and said with a look of horror.
He now regrets leaving the small world with Zhou Shu and the others.
Zhou Shu is already so perverted, how powerful is Yang Zhitian?
Facing such an enemy, you still want to take revenge?
Why are you seeking revenge? It’s safe to find a place to hang out.
"Don't think too much."
Zhou Shu glanced at him, as if he had seen through his thoughts, and said calmly, "Even if you hide to the ends of the earth, Yang Zhitian will not let you go.
The only way you want to survive is to join us and defeat him."
Zhou Shu did not lie to him about this.
If Yang Zhitian wants to change the world, everyone in the world will die.
Wang Huanzhi is naturally no exception.
If he wants to survive, he can only cooperate with Zhou Shu and others. There is no other way.
"I'm on a pirate ship!"
Wang Huanzhi sighed and said, "If one day I know that you have cheated me, I will definitely make you pay the price!"
"It won't happen one day."
Zhou Shu said.
……
"Which batch is this?"
The settlement place of the ancestral people.
The expressions of Mi Ziwen, Meng Bai, Xiao Jianghe and others were extremely solemn.
On the top of Tongguan City on the edge of the human race in the ancestral land, Qitian sat cross-legged.
Nowadays, there is no one in Tongguan City.
Everyone retreated behind Tongguan City.
And Tongguan City has completely turned into a magic weapon in Qitian's hands.
Qi Tian used Tongguan City as his magic weapon and cooperated with the Dinghai Divine Needle in his hand. He fought in successive battles and defeated several groups of gods.
"Is there no news yet from the prince?"
Meng Bai said with a worried look.
Those divine attacks were becoming more and more frequent, and he was worried about how long Qi Tian could hold on.
That's right, Qi Tian is very strong, even if he can defeat many with one, he has never failed.
But he is only one person after all, and the attacks from outside the city are coming one after another.
Qi Tian doesn't even have much time to rest. If this continues, sooner or later, he will not be able to hold on any longer.
Once Qi Tian is defeated, no one in the Ancestral Human Race will be able to withstand the divine attack.
"No."
Mi Ziwen shook his head and said, "The prince has very important things to do.
I have already notified Tiangong Pavilion.
The experts from Tiangong Pavilion are coming..."
Before Yonzi Wen finished speaking, he sighed.
There are more masters in Tiangong Pavilion than the Ancestral people, but they have the same top-notch combat power as the Ancestral people, but they are just false gods.
Now the enemies outside the city are all holy.
The false god is simply here to die.
Even if the people from the Ancestral Land Human Race and the Tiangong Pavilion were combined, they would not be able to stop the sacred beings outside the city.
"Qitian has been fighting continuously for so long. If he continues like this, he will collapse."
Meng Bai said solemnly, "We must find a way to help him share the burden."
With Zhou Shu away, they can only rely on themselves.
"I have counted that these days, there have been a total of thirteen waves of divine attacks. Each time, three people took action together. Thirteen waves, each time the personnel are different."
Xiao Jianghe said in a deep voice, "In other words, there are at least thirty-nine sacred ones outside the city!
And there are also those false gods who have never taken action."
Everyone’s faces were very ugly.
"They have such power that they can attack Tongguan City in one fell swoop and completely defeat us."
Mi Ziwen frowned and said, "Why have they been tentatively attacking for so many days? Why on earth is this?"
"What are they afraid of?"
Meng Bai analyzed, "Although Qitian's combat power is very strong, he shouldn't be so afraid of them.
The one they are afraid of should be the prince!"
"Perhaps, we can use this to make some articles to relieve Qitian's pressure."
Meng Bai continued.
"I can go out of the city to talk to the other party on behalf of my master."
The speaker was Yao Qing, the reincarnation of Bai Yue, the founder of Zhou Shu’s disciple.
"Using negotiation to delay time is also a way."
Mi Ziwen nodded and said, "Yaoqing, you are the direct disciple of the second brother. If the other party is really afraid of the second brother, they should not dare to do anything to you easily.
But all this is our guess. If not, it will be very dangerous for you to leave the city rashly.
With your current strength,
If the Holy One wants to kill you, it will be easy."
"I know."
Yao Qing nodded, "This is the best way at the moment.
It's a bit dangerous, but you have to give it a try anyway.
Otherwise, if something happens to Mr. Qi Tian, we will still be dead.
I'll try it alone. Even if something happens, it won't matter. On the contrary, it will allow everyone to see the other party's intentions clearly."
Yao Qing's expression was carefree, and he didn't care about life and death at all.
"If we go to negotiate, I am more suitable than you."
Suddenly a voice sounded, and the speaker was Yin Wuyou.