Chapter 5354: The strong gather on the creation island
The most difficult thing in life is to meet an opponent and a good talent.
Xian Yao is the most powerful sword god in the world.
Pan's Haiyu is the most powerful high priest of the Pangu clan, the only god in the three realms.
The strength of these two old women is between equals.
There are only a few people in the Three Realms who can rival these two men.
They all have an urge to fight each other because they hate seeing each other so late.
It's a pity that they can't compete happily.
This is the Sea of Forgetfulness, and two thousand feet above is the dome. With their level, if they attack with all their strength, it is very likely that the dome will collapse.
The human world is actually very fragile. If Empress Nuwa had not used the colorful sacred stones to strengthen the spatial barriers of Middle-earth in the human world, Middle-earth would have been riddled with holes.
If the dome above the Sea of Forgetfulness collapses, it could easily cause a chain reaction.
Once a large-scale collapse occurs, a super earthquake will occur on the surface.
Both of them knew the consequences and could only suppress the urge to take action.
Panshi Haiyu said slowly: "There will definitely be a battle between you and me, but it won't be in the Sea of Forgetfulness."
Xian Yao's expression changed slightly, and Li Ziye's expression instantly became serious.
If it’s not in the Sea of Forgetfulness, then it can only be on the surface.
Panshi Haiyu, as the high priest of the Pangu tribe, even hinted that he would arrive on the surface in the near future. Is it certain that the Pangu tribe will enter the human world in a large scale?
While the two of them were meditating, dozens of auras appeared around them.
Most of the breath comes from the distant Creation Island, and a few breaths come from the periphery.
Pan's Haiyu looked into the thick darkness and said: "I didn't expect that the Wood God's relic would attract so many powerful people to my Creation Island.
The Wood God’s relic is not on Creation Island, so please look for it elsewhere.”
A gray-white circle of light appeared in the darkness, and floating in the circle was a handsome young man wearing gorgeous silk clothes.
Hua Wuyou shook his disgusting big peony folding fan and appeared on one side with a smile.
He said slowly: "The Pangu clan is the only divine clan that exists in the Three Realms, so why is their hospitality to guests so heartbreaking?
I think that with the cultivation of a few of us, we can enable the nobles to open the door to creation and let us experience the elegance of Creation Island."
As soon as he finished speaking, two more people appeared behind Li Ziye.
One is a bald old monk with all white beard and eyebrows, and the other is a beautiful woman with childish face and fair hair.
It is none other than the Colorless Divine Monk of Mount Wutai and the Heavenly Sage Guo Bier of the Demon Sect.
In the darkness, there are still several powerful auras hiding, which are obviously coming from bad intentions.
For a time, nearly ten Xumi warriors gathered on the outskirts of Creation Island.
If there are four or five powerful Xumi people, with the power of the Pangu clan, we can naturally deal with them and drive them away.
However, now that nearly ten powerful men have been attracted at the same time, it is difficult for the Pangu clan to cope with them.
Fortunately, at this time, the powerful Pangu tribe on Creation Island also arrived one after another.
There were about fifty or sixty people.
The leader was none other than Pan Xuangu’s elder brother, Pan Xuanchi.
Among the Pangu clan, only Pan's Xuanchi and Pan's Haiyu are great Sumeru, the others are at the peak level of immortality and have not reached the level of Sumeru.
If a fight really breaks out, the Pangu tribe will not get any benefits.
The Pangu tribe is still a matriarchal society, with the patriarch being male and the high priest being female.
The most powerful person in the clan is not the clan leader, but the high priest of the past generations.
At this moment, Panshi Haiyu's eyes were deep.
She knew very well that the reason why these people came to Wangqinghai, a place where birds do not shit, was for the treasure left by the Wood God.
These people also know that most of the treasures left by the God of Wood are not on Creation Island.
The reason why they appear around Creation Island is for two reasons.
The first one is to inquire about the wood god's treasure.
The second is to find out the details of the Pangu clan.
In the past, the Pangu tribe would never have allowed these outsiders to enter Creation Island.
It's different now. The Creation Plan has been launched. The contract signed by the Pangu clan and Nuwa Empress will automatically expire. This means that the Pangu clan no longer needs to continue to protect the Creation Island and the Three Realms.
It’s time for the secret of Creation Island to be made public.
After a short period of consideration, Pan Haiyu finally lowered his noble head.
He said slowly: "Since you all want to come to Creation Island to see it, then come. However, our clan has never welcomed outsiders. Please leave here after twelve hours."
Hua Wuyou smiled and said, "Thank you, high priest."
At the same time, those mysterious strong men hidden in the darkness also appeared.
There are three people, two men and one woman.
The woman does not appear to be very old, only in her early forties. She is a beautiful woman who still retains her grace and charm.
She is tall, has snow-white skin, and has a few crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. She has experienced countless years.
Of the two men, one was wearing a dark robe, with pale skin and sunken eyes.
It turned out to be Xue Tian, the master of ghost immortals and the ghost king of the underworld.
The other man was older, with gray hair and wrinkles.
Wearing a taupe-brown robe embroidered with various antique patterns, he is tall and slightly fat.
This person is none other than Xiao Qi's master, one of the most powerful men in the heavens and the ancestor of Hunyuan.
As soon as the three people appeared, they rushed to Hua Wuyou's side.
They formed a team and kept a certain distance from Xian Yao, Li Zi Ye, Guo Bi'er and the colorless old monk.
Hua Wuyou looked at the three people beside him, and finally his eyes fell on the beautiful middle-aged woman.
The smile on Hua Wuyou's lips froze and twitched. It was obvious that he knew this woman and was extremely wary of her.
He said slowly: "I really didn't expect that you also came to Wangqinghai."
The woman glanced at him and said: "This Wangqinghai does not belong to my family. Since you Hua Wuyou can come, why can't I come?"
Hua Wuyou laughed a few times and said, "I didn't mean it like that, it was just a little accident."
Ghost King Xue Tian and Hunyuan Ancestor were both filled with surprise.
Xue Tiandao: "Master Wuyou, what do you think of this fairy?"
Hua Wuyou said strangely: "King of Ghosts, don't you know her?
Isn't she the one from your underworld..." "Ahem..." The mysterious woman coughed lightly.
Hua Wuyou immediately understood that this old woman did not want others to know her identity, so she wisely kept her mouth shut.
Xue Tian's interest became even stronger.
Hua Wuyou stopped mid-sentence just now, but there was still a key message.
This woman, whom he has never seen before, is from the underworld just like himself.
There are only a few great Sumeru in the underworld, Pluto, Meng Po, Ksitigarbha, a few ghost kings, and a few scattered demons from the Shura Sea.
These powerful men all know each other, but they have never seen this woman.
