Conferred Gods: Poor Taoist Xiao Sheng, casual cultivators also have human rights

Chapter 98: Great changes in the ancient times, Haotian directly sues Zixiao Palace!

"Brother, we can't delay now. The most urgent thing is to rescue mother from trouble." After Yang Chan used the Precious Lotus Lantern to freeze the heavenly soldiers and generals, his expression was serious and his words were earnest.

"clear."

Hearing the voice, Yang Jian woke up from his crazy killing state, nodded slightly, a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes, and stared at Taoshan.

Taoshan has a restriction of heaven and is closely connected to heaven. If you act slowly, there is no guarantee that a stronger person will not come. Therefore, you must break the restriction as soon as possible and rescue your mother.

"break!"

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Yang Jian instantly activated the Heaven and Earth Dharma in the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, and his body suddenly grew to a huge size, like a giant standing proudly in the clouds. The axe in his hand also grew larger, releasing a monstrous and rich divine light of merit. Its might was so strong that the mountains within a thousand miles around shook, and even the restrictions on Taoshan Mountain trembled. Then, he swung the axe and chopped at Taoshan.

Boom!

A million-foot-long axe light suddenly appeared, its power increased a hundred times compared to before, carrying the power to destroy the world. With just one strike, it split Taoshan in half!
A dignified and beautiful woman appeared from the depths of Peach Mountain. She was the Peach Blossom Fairy.

"mother!"

Yang Jian and Yang Chan called out in unison, tears streaming down their faces, and were about to run forward.

However, at this moment, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred, and the entire space and time seemed to be frozen. A vast and boundless pressure was like the collapse of the sky, instantly covering the world. A figure came quietly and stood in front of Yang Jian, exuding an unrivaled imperial aura, with cold eyes, looking down at Yang Jian and Yang Chan condescendingly.

"Haotian!"

When Yang Jian saw who was coming, he stopped immediately, his eyes filled with endless anger and deep hatred, because the person in front of him was none other than the Jade Emperor Haotian!
It was originally believed that Emperor Haotian and the Peach Mountain seal were connected in heart and soul. When he realized that the seal was broken, he immediately activated the Haotian Mirror and descended to this place in an instant.

“Even if you are the son of Peach Blossom Fairy? How dare you destroy the seal I set with my own hands? You have such courage!” Haotian said in a cold tone, and a quasi-saint pressure surged out, so powerful that a trace of the aftermath was enough to crush a miniature world!
His cultivation is terrifying. In the prehistoric world, he is one of the few top-notch masters. He has reached the realm of quasi-saint and shocked the world.

"Go to hell!"

Yang Jian shouted angrily and faced the Emperor Haotian directly. His eyes were red and filled with hatred. He held the giant axe of creation in his hand and rushed forward brazenly.

In his eyes, Emperor Haotian was the culprit that caused his family to be destroyed!
"An ant trying to shake a tree thinks too highly of itself."

Emperor Haotian's tone was indifferent. He had reached the realm of quasi-sage, while Yang Jian was only a golden immortal. Even if he was holding the Giant Axe of Creation, a magical artifact with acquired merit, he could wipe it out with a light flick.

At this moment, murderous intent flashed in Haotian's eyes.

Behind the Taoshan incident, there is the handiwork of the Western religion. Once the catastrophe breaks out, the consequences will be unimaginable. The entanglement with the Western religion will inevitably implicate him!

By then, the interweaving of cause and effect will inevitably generate infinite karma, causing the entire heaven to suffer a huge impact.

Therefore, at this moment Emperor Haotian decided to eradicate these people together and completely sever ties with the Western religion. Only in this way can he calmly deal with the coming catastrophe.

However, just as Haotian was about to make a move, a figure suddenly blocked Yang Jian's way and said loudly, "Emperor, wait a minute."

"Master!" Yang Jian stopped and called out in surprise.

This person is none other than the second generation disciple of the Chan Sect, Jade Ding Zhenren, who is also Yang Jian's master, and has reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian! "Yu Ding, do you want to stop me?" Haotian's eyes were cold, releasing a quasi-saint-level pressure, and the vast land around him seemed to be about to collapse and shatter in an instant.

"Emperor, this boy is my disciple. He acted rashly and offended you. I will take him back to the mountain gate and give him a strict warning. He must be secluded for a hundred years and not allowed to take even a single step out."

Facing the quasi-saint, although Jade Ding Zhenren seemed insignificant, he remained calm and composed in front of Haotian, smiling broadly as he said, "However, it may be difficult for others to interfere in the affairs of my Chan Sect."

Haotian's face suddenly turned gloomy.

How could he not hear that Jade Ding Zhenren was using his power to suppress others!
With his strength, it would be easy for him to take Yu Ding's life, but behind Yu Ding is Yuanshi Tianzun, the saint of heaven!
If the saint is angry, even if he is a boy under Hongjun's seat, what use is it? He will eventually turn into dust!
Although he was an extraordinary person and was a disciple of Hongjun himself, who could fathom the mind of a saint? If he really insisted on taking action, even though he was a disciple of Hongjun, it would be useless.

In an instant, Haotian's face changed from gloomy to bright. Facing the obstruction of Jade Ding Zhenren, he did not dare to act rashly. Finally, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a deep voice:

"Okay, I've recorded this account."

brush!
After he finished speaking, Haotian instantly activated the Haotian Mirror and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Since we are blocked, there is no point in staying here, so we might as well leave.

In the face of Haotian's threat, Jade Ding Zhenren looked calm and smiling, leading Yang Jian, Yang Chan and the rescued Peach Blossom Fairy straight back to Kunlun Mountain.

On the other side, after Haotian returned to Heaven, his rage grew stronger. He shattered the table with one palm, and astonishing energy ripples erupted, which actually shattered several ancient stars outside Heaven.

The rage of the quasi-saint caused the starry sea to be in turmoil.

"I was personally appointed by the ancestor Hongjun, and I am the ruler of the Three Realms. But now in this prehistoric world, no one respects me. All the forces are either plotting against me secretly or bullying me. How can I be so majestic as an emperor?"

Haotian felt an unprecedented sense of depression in his heart.

His cultivation was extraordinary and he had reached the realm of quasi-saint. Looking at the entire world, he was also extremely rare. However, among the entire world, there were still six supreme saints of heaven!
These disciples of the saint turned a blind eye to him. What's worse, the saint personally intervened and pressed the Heavenly Court step by step.

Being in this position, he felt like he was walking on thin ice, with his hands and feet restricted. He was far less free than when he was a small gatekeeper in front of Hongjun's gate.

"I can't stand it any longer. I'm going to Zixiao Palace to ask Patriarch Hongjun for justice!"

Finally, Haotian's eyes were filled with rage. He stood up angrily and rushed towards the Zixiao Palace in the deepest part of the prehistoric starry sky beyond the thirty-three heavens.

The vast starry sky is full of dangers.

Fortunately, Haotian had spent countless years in Zixiao Palace and knew the place very well. In addition, his own cultivation had reached the level of quasi-saint. Even though the starry sky was full of dangers, he could handle it with ease and quickly cross it to arrive in front of Zixiao Palace.

Before he even entered the door, Haotian's appearance changed, returning to the appearance of the young boy who stood in front of Hongjun's throne that year, with a ruddy complexion, delicate features, and then he knelt on both knees, kowtowed heavily, and burst into tears.

"Grandmaster Hongjun, you have to make the decision for your disciple!"

(End of this chapter)