coobybook Chapter 574: Because of the abundant power of faith...
Chapter 574: Because of the abundant power of faith...
Perhaps a true god is never one that stands majestically high in the clouds, but one that can play jokes on you in the midst of war and clear a path for you in times of crisis.
Chun spoke at this time. She took out a jade bead and injected it with vitality: "If there is a trace of spiritual vein still existing on the desolate planet, this bead can help it be reborn."
You Fuyao waved his hand to open the passage to the underworld, and the sacrificial dragon flew in first. The outline of the desolate planet was vaguely visible in the black mist raised by the dragon's tail.
Su Mohui turned and looked at the gods in the hall. The divine light of the Five Emperors and the light of Chun Yang's vitality complemented each other. The clouds and mist in the Lingxu realm had turned into golden ripples of the power of faith, and in the ripples, one could vaguely hear the low-frequency dragon roar unique to the dragon clan.
"Everyone, I said before that the Desolate Star Formation Diagram needs to be activated by the origin of spiritual power from all realms. I wonder if you all——" Qi Mo's words were interrupted by a cacophony of responses before he could finish.
"Don't worry!" The Mermaid King of the South China Sea excitedly slapped the ground with his tail, and his pearl necklace jingled as his body swayed. "We are willing to sacrifice our very essence for the survival of the universe!"
Other powerful people echoed the sentiment, and jade slips, magic tools, and spirit beads hung in the air, emitting a faint glow of their respective attributes.
The Five Emperors exchanged a glance, their minds suddenly understanding. After a brief conversation, Emperor Xuanyuan raised his hand and stroked the yellow dragon's scales, saying, "Shaohao and I have many clones. We can lead Ziling Daoren and Heibai Wuchang to the myriad realms to collect the remaining souls of faith."
He looked at Qi Mo. The yellow dragon phantom suddenly turned its head and let out a dragon roar. "Fuxi and Chi Yan followed the dragon clan to explore the desolate planet. Zhuanxu has been in the destiny space all year round, controlling the fate. He will stay in the Lingxu Realm or the Ninth Heaven to cooperate with the Lord of the Netherworld Palace to contain the false gods."
"As for you all, please gather your strength and recuperate first," he turned to Su Mohui, "Please ask the Palace Master to have the Black and White Impermanence bind and communicate with everyone. Once we have stabilized the situation, we can then go our separate ways to cut off the resentment. How do you do that?"
Everyone thought about it for a moment, and then nodded.
Shaohao, who was usually quiet, suddenly spoke at this moment, and the golden crow shadow on the crown flapped its wings, ready to fly: "When the time comes, plant the Divine Emperor Banner from the Nine Heavens on the top of the mountain, and let those false gods see what a true god is."
He looked at Zhuanxu and Su Mohui, a cold light flashing in his eyes, "Don't let them think that they are so great just because they occupy the Ninth Heaven."
Zhuanxu nodded and said calmly, "That's exactly how it should be."
Su Mohui looked at the former and nodded in understanding.
Qi Mo turned and looked at her. The tangled lines between his eyebrows condensed into the word "kill". "It's time for me to set off, my Lord of the Netherworld Palace. The crack on the desolate planet..."
He paused as he spoke, the cuffs of his dragon-embroidered robe now glowing red from the flames. "Cthulhu's tentacles have begun to seep out."
Su Mohui nodded heavily, and the fire suddenly transformed into a phoenix shadow that swirled around her. The colorful feathers on the tip of its tail swept across the ground, burning out civilization patterns. She looked at the Five Emperors—
Shaohao's Golden Crow Crown was shedding the morning light, Xuanyuan's Yellow Dragon was rubbing its head against Chunyang's wrist affectionately, and the fire thrown by Chi Yan casually turned into a red lotus in the clouds, reshaping the cloud patterns of the Lingxu Realm.
This is what a god should be like, building a barrier with vitality and civilization, rather than relying on devouring fear to bully others.
Qi Mo looked at Su Mohui with a smile, but when she took two steps forward and used the Jusheng Pen to summon the Black and White Impermanence of the Netherworld, the eyes under the crown suddenly turned cold -
When Cthulhu's tentacles dared to touch the girl he had protected for countless reincarnations, the outcome of this war had already been determined when he desperately practiced the way of the galaxy in the universe and broke through to the enlightenment of the Taoist ancestor and the return of the godhead of Fuxi.
"Wait for my signal." He stretched out his hand and tapped the time mirror in Su Mohui's right hand. The hexagram lines spread like spider webs to the edge of the mirror. "When the fire burns all over the desolate planet, it will be the death knell for the false gods."
Su Mohui gripped the mirror tightly, feeling the lingering warmth of her body. In the distance, the dragon clan's sacrificial dragon had already sounded a low horn, and the clouds and mist in the spiritual realm rustled with the divine power.
She knew that the real tough battle had just begun, but as long as the gods before her were still there, as long as the flame of civilization was still burning, darkness would never be able to engulf the universe.
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Taoist Zi Ling went to Xinhua Realm as his first stop, but Su Mohui was still thinking about Xiao Tiandao and the ancestors, so she came over to take a look.
This Xinhua Realm had long passed the novice village stage. After entering the growth stage, it took advantage of Su Mohui's influence and was judged by the cosmic consciousness to be stable in order. It replaced the main world that had just been eroded by the restraint system, and now it can be considered a successful upgrade.
Looking around, the rice fields were turning golden, the clouds were shrouded in fairy mist, and even the air was filled with a peaceful scent of "the good times are quiet". Even above the clouds, Su Mohui could faintly catch the fluctuations of fairy power similar to the origin of heaven.
The first group of Taoist Zi Ling to arrive were the sisters Ji Lu and Ji Shuang. They thought they would have a big battle, but it turned out that the restraining power of the Xinhua Realm was as weak as a mosquito bite. They took their team to reinforce the spark of civilization, wandered around the small world twice, and then withdrew.
"This little Xinhua was clamoring to go into seclusion earlier, but when he heard that you were coming, he immediately dropped what he was doing and ran out." Wu Zetian was wearing the Yuehua Huanyue tassel skirt that had just been offered to her by the immortals. The stars on the hem of the skirt moved with her steps. When she saw Su Mohui, she smiled, and her eyes and eyebrows showed intimacy.
The King of Qin gently stroked the golden armor presented by the monarch of the human realm, his beard raised high. "That's right! When we old guys were here, this little guy was hiding in the Heavenly Dao Space all day in seclusion."
Suiren plucked out his newly grown white beard and snapped his fingers. The beard transformed into fire patterns that fell on his brocade gown. "Mo Hui has been away for half a year this time. It seems that he has grown a lot taller."
Only little Xinhua was still wearing the plain Taoist robe that Su Mohui had made for him. His big eyes rolled around as he asked, "Sister is leaving again?"
Su Mohui patted his head, chuckled, and nodded: "Yes, the power of the Cthulhu is wreaking havoc on other worlds, so we must quickly resolve it."
"Okay—" Xiao Xinhua casually plucked a cloud and quickly made several human figures. "Look, sister, I saw fairies like this in the clouds recently."
Su Mohui took a closer look and discerned a familiar aura in Yunren's blurry face: "Is this...the Goddess of Wushan and Nuwa?"
[Ding Dong: Congratulations, host! The Xinhua Realm, brimming with the power of faith, has awakened the ancient goddesses Yaoji and Nuwa.]
Yaoji: commonly known as the goddess of Wushan, in charge of clouds and rain, an ancient deity.
When the system's voice sounded, a few bubbles suddenly appeared in the clouds, containing the words of a few mortals - "The prince of Xiang has feelings, but the goddess is ruthless", "If it weren't for the prince of Xiang, how would she be known to the world?"
But the next second, the cloud figure Xiao Xinhua had created turned into smoke and dissipated. From deep within the clouds came the sound of bells, drums, and jade. A streak of golden light pierced through the clouds, followed by thousands of rays of rosy light that dispelled the gloom deep within the clouds.