Chapter 1169 1169 Confining territory and imprisoning oneself for hundreds of years
Eight hundred thousand people were rendered speechless at this moment.
Not only is the Hunyuan Sword Qi of the Holy Master Hunyuan so powerful, but it is so powerful! Compared with what Jiao Tiancheng performed before, it was like a child's juggling.
What's more, the bronze giant statue that had stood for more than a thousand years was turned into a pile of powder and dust.
"Has a generation of saints, the supreme being, really been forced into such a situation?"
This statue represents the honor and dignity of a great saint. The meaning behind its being broken is much stronger than the event itself.
It is no exaggeration to say that the bronze statue represents the transcendent status of the great saint in the world of great saints.
Behind its explosion was the fall of a holy myth.
Sun Ning looked at all this with a calm expression and no joy or sadness in his eyes.
Anyone in this world who makes a mistake must pay a price. Even a great saint is no exception.
If the defeated person is himself, what he will face will definitely not be much better than the Hunyuan Holy Lord at this moment. Even if he is not killed by him, it is very possible to control him into a tool specialized in alchemy.
So there won't be any mercy in his heart.
The reason why Holy Lord Hunyuan ended up in a miserable situation was because he did something wrong and because his fist was not big enough. The tacit silence of the saints at this moment was already a very obvious statement.
At this moment, three old men came in a hurry. Each of them was riding a flying sword, their auras were powerful, and there was a surging power, which was very majestic.
"Those are the three top holy elders in the Holy Presbyterian Church, Tiankui, Tiangang, and Tianji!"
"The three elders are coming in a hurry now, there must be something big going on!"
someone exclaimed.
The expressions of the three great saints and elders were solemn. They bowed together and saluted the Holy Lord Hunyuan: "I have met the Holy Lord!"
Holy Lord Hunyuan slightly tilted his head, with a sad look in his eyes.
It was these three people who came instead of the saints in person. The meaning was obvious.
He just blew up his own statue with his own hands, which was not only an act of weakness, but also an act of asking for help, but the saints clearly didn't take it to heart.
These Taoist brothers, who have had a friendship with him for thousands of years, are extremely determined to defend Sun Ning this time.
The three sage elders glanced at Sun Ning. Due to their status, it was naturally impossible for them to show their kindness in public, but the light in their eyes was very friendly.
From the way the saints handled this matter, they naturally understood how to get along with this young genius.
Elder Tiankui opened a volume of golden edicts, cleared his throat, and spoke loudly: "I, as Elder Tiankui of the Holy Presbyterian Church under the jurisdiction of the Holy Judgment Council of the Great Sage World Alliance, together with Elder Tiangang and Elder Tianji, announce that the Holy Judgment Council
decision."
"Holy Saint Hunyuan failed in the gambling battle with Mr. Song, the Fourteenth Sword of the Ten Directions. According to the previous agreement, his title of Saint will be deprived of him. From this moment on, Saint Hunyuan will be included in the list of the Holy Judgment Council.
To be removed, to be removed from the saints of the Great Sage Chamber of Commerce and Town Meeting, and to be removed from the saints of the Realm League, after that, fellow Taoist Hunyuan must change his name again, and is no longer allowed to walk in the name of the Holy Lord!"
The three holy elders said in unison: "This is an edict!"
"I sincerely abide by the decree of the Holy Judgment Council! From now on, there will be no such person as the Holy Lord Hunyuan in the world. I previously practiced in Qingxu Guan, and my name is Guangcheng Taoist."
Saint Hunyuan bowed deeply and accepted the decree. His whole person showed no joy or sadness.
Elder Tiankui returned the salute and said in a deep voice: "Taoist Master, I'm offended. Please take my leave!"
Although his title was revoked, Saint Hunyuan was still a great saint with great strength, so he naturally did not dare to offend him in the slightest.
In the huge Monkey King Square, more than 800,000 people were all speechless at this moment. No one said a word. The silence was so oppressive that even the air seemed to be frozen.
A generation of saints, who enjoyed the title of supreme honor, was deprived of it in this way.
Over the ten thousand years of the Great Sage World, the total number of saints born is less than thirty.
Now, one of them has had his title deprived of him!
Since ancient times, it has occasionally happened that great saints have had their titles deprived of them.
But such saints often fall into evil ways and cause huge damage to their own stars, which is why they end up in this situation.
But because he failed in a bet with someone else, and the other party was just a Nine Fire Golden Elixir, and his title was revoked, this was probably the first time he had ever done so.
The three holy elders said goodbye and left. They didn't want to stay in this right and wrong place for a second longer.
Saint Hunyuan's distant gaze spread from the Great Sage Square to the entire Realm Alliance, with a feeling of reluctance in his heart.
At this moment, he is determined to die!
A great saint has suffered such humiliation that he has never experienced in millions of years. How can he still have the dignity to live in this world?
The great saint is supreme, and the dignity of the holy way cannot be blasphemed.
Since you have discredited this supreme position, you should die to prove your ambition.
Just when Holy Lord Hunyuan was about to activate the power of the holy way to commit suicide, a somewhat sarcastic message fell into his ears: "You have practiced hard for thousands of years, and you are really going to be unprepared for a moment."
Is it wrong to just give up?"
It was Sun Ning's voice.
"Boy, isn't it enough that you have forced me into such a situation?" Holy Master Hunyuan said coldly, his words filled with anger and sadness.
"If you love death, then die."
Sun Ning said lightly: "I see that you are a person who keeps your promises, and I appreciate you a little. Originally, if you were alive, after a hundred years, I might be able to give you a chance."
"What chance?"
"This is an opportunity for you to ascend to the fairyland!" Sun Ning said leisurely.
Holy Lord Hunyuan, who was determined to die, suddenly trembled all over, turned around and saw the young man looking at him with a meaningful look.
He had achieved the status of a saint and was thinking about Zhou Xiang. Although he did not hear what the saint Qiankun said about the reincarnation of the ancient Qing Emperor, he also had such speculations.
If there is really someone in this world who can give me the opportunity to ascend to the fairyland, then he must be Sun Ning, the reincarnation of the ancient Qing Emperor!
At the thought of this, Holy Lord Hunyuan gave up all his will to die, and he said loudly: "Mr. Song, how about I lend you 100 million yuan of stones?"
Sun Ning smiled faintly, and with a casual move, a river of high-grade Yuanshi fell in front of him, much more than 100 million.
"Thank you!"
Saint Hunyuan gave a long shout, he put his fingers together, and lines of Hunyuan Sword Qi were criss-crossing, strangely surrounding the ground and mid-air. In a moment, where the bronze statue stood before, the rich sword Qi turned into a short eight-foot-tall tower.
The hut is almost indistinguishable from the real thing.
"I, the Taoist master Guangcheng, set up a plot of land as a prison, and sat here in meditation for a hundred years, and my whole sect disappeared into thin air!"
Saint Hunyuan spoke loudly, and the powerful sound waves penetrated the clouds. Not to mention the Great Sage Square, the entire world alliance could be heard clearly, and the lingering sound resounded throughout the earth.
Holy Lord Hunyuan stepped in, and a solid wall of air sealed his entrance.
Immediately afterwards, the high-grade vitality piled on the spot suddenly seemed to have come to life, embedded around the hut, and accumulated in all directions.
Not long after, these 100 million high-grade Yuan stones were piled up into a huge Yuan stone tomb, each one so dense and dense that not even a tiny gap could be seen.
Eight hundred thousand people were in an uproar!
Since then, the Yuanshi tomb where Taoist Guangcheng sat meditating facing the wall has become a scene in the world of the great sage, attracting countless people to come and pay homage.
Until one day a hundred years later, Taoist Guangcheng broke through the barriers and the holy light shot straight into the sky. The spectacle of becoming a saint and ascending to heaven shook the entire plane. (To be continued)