Chapter 925 Can you feel at ease, good sir, run away
Qin Yang squatted outside, looking at the huge water ball that was still rolling. His true appearance could not be reflected in the huge eyeballs on the water ball. Only one eyeball seemed to reflect a vague transparent thing.
These days, I have maintained the star hidden state all the time. Under the high roof, my proficiency has indeed risen relatively quickly.
Qin Yang scratched his head, an unreal feeling emerged in his heart for no reason.
Originally, he thought that targeting the high priest would become a long-term goal.
But now, things are going much smoother than he imagined.
The authority of the setting sun was banned, the authority of the great sun was sent by the prince, and the great priest of Shenguang came to touch the porcelain and give the person's head.
In a very short time, three people were solved.
In fact, he had wanted to leave before, but by sealing Sunset's authority, his goal had been achieved.
Now there are only three remaining ones: True Fire, Death Star, and Ultimate Song.
Judging from the situation, the incarnation left by Fujun here seems not too weak, and the three great priests inside do not have too high control of authority, especially the great priest of Zhenhuo, who has only been in office for a few days.
The incarnation of Fu Jun is not too weak and he will take action personally, so there is no big suspense in all likelihood.
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a slight ripple on the surface of the water ball, and a true sun fire with strong authority and power floated out from it.
"..."
Qin Yang stared blankly at the True Sun Fire, fluttering away into the distance, and was suddenly startled.
He instantly stopped in front of the true sun fire and swallowed it up in one bite.
A new page was opened in the Book of Conferring Gods. There was a flame pattern in the lower part, with the word "True Fire" written on it.
Is this incarnation of Fu Jun so powerful?
Qin Yang was a little confused and very puzzled.
Why did he do this?
He clearly knew that Xingyin Xingguan was squatting here in the grass, but he took the initiative to jump out as a thug and gave Taihao's power as a great priest to Taiwei's Xingguan.
No matter how much they don't deal with Taihao and Taiwei, they are still in the same spirit, they are both Emperors of Heaven, and they were born to sit on the same side. Even if they have to be beaten to death, it is still their internal conflict.
After taking down Taihao's great priest and depriving him of all his authority, aren't you afraid that Taiwei will take the opportunity to become bigger?
Or do you think that dog bites dog, and after killing one, it will not turn around and bite him to death with all its strength after freeing its hand?
You can't be so naive.
Within the water polo.
The prince of the palace, the female cultivator, and the strong man with a black face fight against the remaining high priest of the Death Star and the high priest of Zhiqu.
The ending has no suspense.
Fu Jun uses his gaze as a guide, completely ignoring all distortions. Whatever he sees, he can reach it at his fingertips.
The blood of the great priest Zhiqu is constantly being drained out of his body, and his vitality is also draining away.
The Death Star high priest and the black-faced brawny battled, one on one, and it seemed that they were evenly matched. However, when the female cultivator, who had fallen into a state of madness and her self-awareness was suppressed, stepped forward, the situation was immediately reversed.
When she fell from one extreme to another and could only go all the way to the dark side, her strength might be stronger than in the previous days.
The increase in strength that ordinary monks can achieve by becoming possessed by demons is far inferior to the increase in power that a great monk who has cultivated into a golden Buddha's bone body can achieve by becoming possessed by demons.
This is the same principle. The more extreme the twist, the stronger the change.
The female cultivator maintained her last trace of self-awareness and turned into a black shadow with red eyes, walking step by step towards the Death Star High Priest.
The black-faced brawny man's energy and blood burned to the limit, and his face began to look older. He tried his best to control the Death Star High Priest and let the female cultivator press one hand on his face.
With a chirp, the skull head of the Death Star High Priest was crushed to pieces, and his body froze into an ice sculpture and dissipated in the wind.
A gray-white thing, like a water bladder, was left out, and the dead and cold power began to spread to the surroundings.
Fu Jun waved his hand, and the water waves rolled up, wrapping up the concrete object of authority left by the Death Star High Priest, and disappeared into the water ball.
Qin Yang stood outside the water polo, like a baby bird waiting to be fed. He raised his head expressionlessly, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the Death Star High Priest's authority in one mouthful.
In the eyes of the sea, there is another page in the Book of Gods.
There is only the last great priest Zhiqu left.
There is no suspense anymore.
But the more this happened, the more unreal Qin Yang felt.
Even if the strength of those great priests is not particularly strong, nor is their control of authority particularly strong, they are certainly incomparable to the great priests who were so powerful in ancient times.
But it wouldn't be like being crushed like this.
He just made a game to attract the opponent, but when it came to the actual fight, he still relied on his physical strength to fight head-on.
Was Mr. Fu really that strong back then?
Now it is just an incarnation.
…
On the cloud platform, in the manor, Twelve, who was still rummaging through information, paused slightly and staggered, as if he was going to fall.
She rubbed her head and felt inexplicably that some shackles on her body seemed to be opened, and many things began to appear in her mind.
There is something in the bottom of my heart, vaguely visible, as if I have thought of something extremely important, but I just can't remember what it is.
The feeling of anxiety emerged, and she paced back and forth uneasily until she came to the huge, seemingly endless room where the data was stored.
She kept going through those records, her speed became faster and faster, her anxiety became stronger and stronger, but she still couldn't find what it was.
Slowly, as the aura on her body became stronger and stronger, the books, jade slips, and gold volumes placed on the bookshelf all seemed to have been summoned, flying up automatically and opening themselves in mid-air, revealing the contents inside.
Countless contents are continuously poured into Twelve's eyes, and the information gradually gathers into a torrent, which is continuously poured into Twelve's body.
There are many secrets hidden in the countless information, many things that have been lost, and buried history, but none of them can resolve the doubts in Twelve's hearts.
None of these were the most important things to her, but she couldn't remember them.
She became restless, almost crying, and frantically went over everything here.
"No……"
"Not yet... not at all."
…
The finally promoted Great Priest Zhiqu also gave up resistance. He knew that he could not escape. All he could do was to sacrifice his life and return the final authority to the Heavenly Palace.
He slapped his chest with a palm, and the position of his heart seemed to be distorted, and his body began to collapse inwards.
The body was forcibly torn and stretched, and was constantly broken into powder.
At the same time, at the entrance of the secret realm, when entering, the Great Priest Zhiqu casually arranged it to seal the secret realm and cut off the distortions in and out. At this moment, it played the most important role.
When the Great Priest Zhiqu gave up himself and gave away his authority, this slight distortion here became the springboard for the relay of authority.
The distortion of the concrete form resonates with the distortion of this place, and it jumps here instantly.
Finally, he left the secret realm and headed straight to the Heavenly Palace.
Fu Jun withdrew his gaze with some regret. In ancient times, the Great Priest Zhiqu could be said to be the most difficult person to kill.
It's because the other party can leave at any time as long as they arrange their back-ups in advance, and nothing can trap the other party.
Although the current Great Priest of Zhiqu is a bit weaker and his control over authority is also weak, this does not affect the ability of authority itself to do this.
What he left here was just an incarnation, one with very obvious shortcomings, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Fu Jun turned around and submerged into the water polo. He took off his left eye and threw the eyeball out again.
In an instant, with that eyeball as the center, all the eyeballs in the huge water ball gathered together again and turned into a bandaged man.
After a moment, the water ball collapsed, and the Fu Jun and the bandaged man appeared. The female cultivator, who was still losing her self-awareness, was tightly controlled by the black-faced man to prevent her from losing control.
Fu Jun shook his head and walked step by step to the female cultivator.
The dark-faced strong man took a step back and blocked the female cultivator behind him.
"Don't be nervous, I just want to help her recover. After all, we are old acquaintances.
Although I don't agree with her concept, it doesn't affect my agreement with her to give it a try.
No one can figure out a perfect path."
The black-faced strong man was silent for a moment and stopped trying to stop him.
The master's finger pointed at the center of the female cultivator's eyebrows. The female cultivator closed her eyes and fell into a slumber.
The dark-faced strong man bowed to the prince.
"Your Excellency, Mr. Fu, is of great righteousness."
The strong man with a black face left with the female cultivator, but the bandaged man didn't leave.
Fu Jun waved his hand at him.
"What are you looking at me doing? Do you still want to follow me?
I am just an incarnation. Whatever arrangements I had back then, you can just continue to follow them.
No need to tell me or follow me.
According to the plan, it's not the stage of my recovery yet, I just woke up accidentally."
The bandaged man nodded, turned and left.
After everyone had finished leaving, Fujun came to the place where Qin Yang was hiding.
"Let's go, the great priest Zhiqu has fallen, and the authority is just there, waiting for you to take it away."
After saying a few words, Fu Jun turned around and left.
"Wait a moment."
"how?"
"I want to ask you, why did you take action?"
Fu Jun paused in his steps and turned his head to look in the direction of Qin Yang.
"This kind of question is meaningless."
Having said this, Fu Jun smiled and said somewhat suddenly.
"You want to ask, why would I help Emperor Taiwei and deprive Taihao of his authority?
It seems that you don't know too much.
Although I am just an incarnation, I know a lot of things.
You can deprive the great priests of their authority and solve several of them at once, but you cannot use the method that corresponds to each authority.
You have a way to deprive all the great priests of their authority, although I don't know what it is, and I don't want to know.
It's not that I look down on Tai Wei, but as the Emperor of Heaven, he is the biggest shackle. He will never be able to find a way, or create a way, to deprive Taihao of all his authority.
Although I don't know why you have the ability of Xingyin Star Officer, I am very sure that you are definitely not Xingyin Star Officer, and you are not fighting for Tai Wei.
You are not on the side of the Emperor of Heaven, you are a human being, you have the means to deprive yourself of authority, and you have put it into action. No matter who you are, I will help you without hesitation in this matter.
Now, can you feel at ease?"
"..."
Qin Yang smacked his lips, speechless for a moment.
Now that you have finished speaking, what else can I say?
"Let's go."
After walking out of the secret realm, Fu Jun looked up at the Heavenly Palace, watching the fallen ruins in the Heavenly Palace, wrapped in flowing fire, falling into the earth, and he grinned unbridledly.
"It turns out that Zhiqu is the only one left. To be honest, I have wanted to see this scene for a long, long time.
Don't worry, even if you have other purposes, that will be a matter for the future.
Now, I won’t have the slightest hesitation on this matter.”
Fu Jun led the way into the Heavenly Palace. Qin Yang did nothing and followed him obediently. He watched Fu Jun fight all the way up and led him into Zhiqu Palace.
Zhiqu's authority was no longer here, so the prince raised his head and continued to look upward.
"On top."
All the way to the third level of the cloud platform, the huge scorching sun was still shining brightly.
Arriving above the scorching sun, only the last layer of the colorful rainbow that once blocked Qin Yang's path was left, transformed by the power of authority.
The power represented by the supreme authority.
"The final authority is here."
Ahead was an endless void, but in Qin Yang's eyes, what he saw was a twisted space, blocking all his paths forward.
The aura of supreme authority is all over this place, making it impossible for people to notice where it is.
"You don't need to look. After the death of the great priest, every distortion you can see here is the supreme power.
I am just an incarnation, and I do not have the ability to reunite this place and turn it into a concrete representation of authority. Whether you can do it or not depends on you."
Qin Yang rushed out without saying a word. He couldn't gather everything here again.
However, he can use stupid methods to swallow all the distortions into the eyes of the sea.
His sea eyes are big enough to accommodate these.
As time passed bit by bit, Qin Yang's sea eye became more and more distorted. In the end, it seemed that the entire sea eye had turned into a chaotic and twisted world.
When he completely swallowed the last trace of distortion into Haiyan, the Book of Conferring Gods automatically unfolded and opened a new, blank page.
All the distortions are constantly being poured into the Book of Gods.
When all the distortions disappeared in the Book of Gods, a new name appeared on a new page.
To the song.
…
The moment Qin Yang banned Zhiqu, Twelve, who fell into madness, suddenly stopped.
The thing that she sensed in her heart was extremely important, but she couldn't remember it. No matter how she looked for records, there was no hint of it, and finally it emerged.
A trace of panic appeared on her face.
In an instant, she came to the desk where she usually wrote letters, and looked out the window at the peach blossom tree.
In her eyes, it was as if a layer of gauze was gradually dissipating.
In her eyes, she saw a stone table and a stone bench slowly emerging under the peach blossom tree.
A handsome man in a long gown was sitting on a stone bench, holding a book, as if he was fascinated by it.
He seemed to be aware of Twelve's gaze.
The man closed the book and turned to look at her with a smile on his face.
"Twelve, thank you for your hard work."
Unspeakable fear exploded in Twelve's heart.
She finally remembered that Taihao had never left.
Taihao has always been here.
When the last great priest was deprived of his authority, the last trace of deception completely disappeared.
She was filled with fear, and her heart was instantly filled with despair. She looked out the window and let out a heart-rending roar.