The strands of worry emerged from the void behind Xu Le, like a distant Milky Way hanging down, enveloping Xu Le's surroundings. Each strand of worry gleamed like a knife, and a chilling wind followed wherever it went.
Once you enter the mortal world, trials and tribulations abound, and three thousand troubles enter your heart!
Worries flew off Xu Le's head, forming a giant net, or like a giant's henchman, firmly trapping Xu Le in its palm.
"Hide away!"
Xu Le's gaze was deep and unfathomable, and his figure gradually became ethereal. The strands of worry wrapped around him seemed to pass through his body as if touching the air.
"I never imagined that your ability to conceal yourself had reached such a level. If you take another step forward, you will be able to achieve complete control over your appearance and reality!"
Lu Dongbin exclaimed in admiration, then gathered his tangled hairs, transforming them once again into an ordinary speck of dust, showing no signs of any supernatural power as he held it in his hand.
Xu Le flashed and appeared in front of Lü Dongbin, his brows furrowing slightly. Only after this battle with Lü Dongbin did he realize how weak his own strength was.
He used to think he was at the top of the world, but now he realized he was no match for Lü Dongbin.
As for the reason, Xu Le looked at Lü Dongbin, who stood as tall as a mountain, with his long beard hanging down to his chest and his long hair combed high. His simple Taoist robe could not hide his temperament. Even if those eight demons were combined, they would not be enough for him to deal with.
Why is there such a big difference?
Lu Dongbin seemed to see Xu Le's doubts, smiled slightly, bowed, and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, are you wondering why, even though we are both based on the Eight Trigrams, my strength is so much greater than that of the demon!"
"That is indeed a concern!"
Xu Le made no attempt to hide his feelings. After all, there was nothing to be ashamed of in being less skilled than others. Shame only spurred courage. With the Gate of Myriad Realms as his backing, Xu Le's future was far beyond what they could compare to.
Lü Dongbin smiled but did not answer immediately. Instead, he turned around and flew away on his sword. Xu Le knew that Lü Dongbin wanted to take him somewhere, so he flew after him.
This white, boundless world seemed endless. Lü Dongbin rode his sword, transforming into a streak of rainbow light as he sped away. With the blessing of the rabbit talisman, Xu Le wasn't afraid of falling behind.
About half an hour later, a different scene appeared on the white horizon.
Seven-colored rays of light flashed, forming eight halos high in the sky. Within each halo was the phantom of a divine artifact. Beneath the light, eight blurry figures sat cross-legged on futons, seemingly discussing the Dao.
Wait, eight!
Xu Le quickly glanced at Lü Dongbin in front of him, only to see him vanish into thin air like a bubble.
The one that fought me before was just a clone!
Xu Le was shocked. He thought he had overestimated this world, but he did not expect that these eight immortal gods were all experts at the Dao Integration Realm, just one step away from ascending to immortality.
Once one ascends to immortality, one will have a place in every realm except for those terrifying ones, and will no longer be an ant.
"Fellow Daoist, you've arrived!"
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Chapter 205: Confirmation, Siege
Rustling sound!
The divine light reflected in the air receded, and all the strange phenomena disappeared, leaving only eight people sitting upright on the prayer mats.
Now that he had arrived at this place, Xu Le would not stop. He calmly stepped into the void and came to stand in front of everyone, which made the eight people look at him with new respect.
As they scrutinized Xu Le, Xu Le also observed them. The eight people included men and women, young and old, and they seemed to represent all living beings in the world, representing birth, aging, sickness, and death.
He Xiangu, sitting on the far left holding a lotus flower, was indeed as beautiful and charming as the legends say, as delicate as a lotus emerging from the water. The others also did not deviate much from the legendary appearance.
Xu Le looked around, bowed, and said, "This humble Daoist is Xuanji, greetings to all fellow Daoists!"
"Lan Caihe!" "Zhongli Quan!"
"He Erniang!" "Cao Yi!"
"Lü Dongbin!" "Zhang Guo!"
"Han Xiang!" "Li Xuan!"
The eight people stood up together to return the greeting, "Greetings, fellow Daoist!"
A futon appeared out of thin air beneath Xu Le. Xu Le calmly sat down cross-legged and asked the eight people, "Fellow Daoist, why did you block my way and bring me here?"
The eight people exchanged glances and let out cryptic laughter. Lü Dongbin spoke first: "There's no rush. Why don't we sit down and discuss our cultivation experiences?"
Xu Le knew they were deliberately keeping him in suspense, but he wasn't in a hurry to leave at any time. He was also quite interested in Lü Dongbin's suggestion, since exchanging cultivation insights with eight Dao Integration level experts could point Xu Le in the right direction and save him from many detours.
Xu Le naturally wouldn't refuse such a good thing, and replied with a smile, "Great!"
There were no extraordinary celestial phenomena, no golden lotuses falling from the sky, no golden springs gushing from the earth; there was only a quiet exchange, mutually confirming each other's existence.
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In the desolate city of Howling Wind, the scene of humans being enslaved has vanished. Shadow soldiers stand guard at all key locations outside the city, while warrior legions patrol the city to maintain order.
Although the management was more stringent than during the previous reign of Xiaofeng, the city was no longer as lifeless as it had been.
The city is no longer filled with large numbers of human slaves carrying goods and building palaces for Xiaofeng, but under the pressure of immense labor intensity, they also have to worry at any time about being eaten by demons.
It is common for sons to see their fathers being eaten, and for mothers to see their daughters being eaten. They not only cannot be angry or resist, but also have to endure the horror and bury the bones of their loved ones, like the most humble blades of grass.
They initially thought it was just a change of master, but they didn't expect that this new Shadow King not only didn't eat people, but was more inclined to rule. He sent out terrifying-looking shadow warriors to clear away the ferocious beasts around them and began to arrange for them to engage in farming.
"Bull Warrior, is this a dream?!"
Wearing rough linen clothes, Parker couldn't help but ask his workmate beside him.