I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

Yang Guang was not surprised to see Luohu return to normal instantly. Those people with great supernatural powers all have a way to preserve their lives, especially Luohu. It was really difficult to kill him. In the Three Realms, as long as evil thoughts were generated, he could be reborn.

There is good and evil in people, and the same is true for the way of heaven. Good and evil have been engraved into the way of heaven, and can only be weakened but not eliminated. Even for Yang Guang, it is the same. Unless one day the heaven and the earth are destroyed and the three realms become chaos, there will be no righteous path and no evil path.

Only then will Rahu perish.

But as long as there are living things, there are good and evil, but at that time, the Lord of the Demonic Path may be more like Luohou, or he may be called by other names, but they are all Demon Ancestors.

"Yang Guang, you can't kill me. What are the origins of Dahuang Zhenren and Motian Taoist?" Luohou continued to ask.

"What do you want to do? They are the emperors of my heaven. Do you want to kill them?" Yang Guang's face was cold and he sneered, "If you want to kill them, you probably can't afford the price!"

Luohou's expression changed slightly when he heard this. He could easily kill the two men by himself, but this would arouse Yang Guang's anger. If Yang Guang took action personally, not to mention his disciples, even he himself would not be able to escape death.

Yang Guang has not taken any action now, mainly because most of his energy is occupied with the matter of breaking the way of heaven. Once he really gets angry, it is possible that he will deal with himself and others first.

"Emperor of Heaven, we just want to know why these two people's achievement of sainthood did not arouse the resonance of Heaven? Is there any other means?" Taoist Yang Liu asked.

The saints guard the three realms on behalf of heaven and teach them. No matter a new saint appears or an old saint is killed, there will be a response between heaven and earth. However, no matter whether it is Motian Taoist or Dahuang Zhenren, they have achieved the status of saints, but there is no reaction at all. This makes everyone surprised and suspicious.

"It's just a saint. There's no need for that!" Yang Guang said in a flat voice with a sneer, "Is a saint really that powerful? It's just a matter of a breath. We don't even know if he can survive to the end. Why do we need to show his importance?"

Luo Hou and the others looked strange after hearing this. The saints were indeed not powerful, but this was only for themselves and others. For ordinary people, the saints were still high above them, and it was impossible to reach their level even if they spent their entire lives. Reality was so cruel.

A saint is high and mighty, but to Yang Guang, he is nothing more than a slap in the face.

However, they soon realized that the more the Emperor of Heaven acted like this, the more it showed that this Great Wilderness Immortal and Motian Taoist were not simple people. But the four of them thought about it for a long time, but still had no idea what secrets were hidden in this.

"You can go check it out!" Yang Guang seemed to see what everyone was thinking, and chuckled, "But does the number of saints matter to you now? You should find a way to transcend the way of heaven!"

As he spoke, his figure gradually disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

"What the Heavenly Emperor said makes sense. We should transcend the Heavenly Way as soon as possible! The number of saints seems to have no effect on us." Daozu Hongjun sighed leisurely.

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure gradually disappeared.

"Dispersed, dispersed." Shen Ni's eyes rolled, and with a loud bang, he disappeared in the long river of fate.

Only Taoist Yang Liu and Luo Hou were sitting on it, and no one knew what they were thinking. (End of this chapter)