Mystery: Higher-Dimensional Overlookers

Chapter 520 Weaver Girl
At this moment, the Western Continent is in chaos.

First, the "eternal curtain" and the "round sky and square earth" that had shrouded the edge of the world for countless years disappeared completely at this moment as if they were torn apart. Then the blue sky also broke, revealing a deep black color that seemed to belong to a dark age as recorded in mythological books.

The moon hangs high in the sky, emitting bright light.

The colorful, invisible source essence suddenly emitted its own light. These source essences felt the existence of their own bodies and the emergence of larger pieces of source essence, and appeared at an extremely fanatical speed.

These celestial ways, with or without owners, went crazy with the arrival of foreign gods.

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On top of a towering mountain, a Taoist priest in green clothes let out an "eh", and walked towards the Taoist temple with a serious look on his face - it was because, as a cultivator practicing "the Way of Destiny", he suddenly could not feel the trajectory of his destiny.

He walked briskly, moving rapidly downward at an extraordinary speed, but for some reason, he always felt that the sky was gloomy, and he always felt that something terrible was going to happen in the next moment.

What's going on... The Taoist priest in green suppressed his anxiety and walked a little faster. On the way down the mountain, the bamboos planted on the mountain swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound.

Combined with the current gloomy sky, it seems like there are ghosts hiding in it.

The Taoist priest in green had no fear of this somewhat weird atmosphere - not to mention that this was the location of their Taoist temple. There were elders and sect masters who had lived for a thousand years in charge of the mountain. He had killed no less than hundreds of ghosts and monsters while going out to slay demons and monsters.

If that's the case, why would he be afraid of ghosts hiding around?

The Taoist priest in green strode down the mountain at a brisk pace, ignoring the rustling sound of bamboos. When he passed a thatched cottage, he paused for a moment and sneered:
"Left way."

In the sect's territory, most of the houses at the foot of the mountain are thatched houses like this. Under the dim light from the broken windows of each thatched house, there is a disciple who has embarked on the path of cultivation by means of "unorthodox methods" - they rely on taking elixirs instead of cultivating themselves, which makes any orthodox disciple who has been cultivating himself since childhood and making himself closer to the way of heaven despise him.

——According to the sect’s records, these disciples who took elixirs could only reach the Golden Elixir realm at best. This was not a secret.

The blue-robed Taoist who cultivates "fate" is already stronger than these left-handed disciples at a young age. Not to mention, these left-handed disciples are the most likely to go astray.

After a brief moment of concentration, he continued to walk down the mountain, and then began to climb another peak. On the top of that peak stood a rather large Taoist temple. The monk in green did not spend too much time. He reached the peak quickly by tiptoeing.

On the magnificent Taoist temple decorated with silver ornaments, there are four large characters:

"Doing justice on behalf of heaven"!
This is the embodiment of our Tianyun Sect’s status in this country... The Taoist priest in green walked in with pride. He lowered his head and saluted the elders according to the usual rules - although he was already a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, he was still just a junior in their sect.

For some reason, when he walked into the Taoist temple, he felt the ground was a bit slippery, unlike the touch of floor tiles he usually felt when entering a Taoist temple.

He didn't think much about it, and just followed the rules to start the complicated etiquette. However, when he bowed his head respectfully, he felt something sticky dripping on the back of his head.

He reached out and touched it, and found that what appeared on his hand was a dark brown...bloodstain.

Blood!

The Taoist's robe in green was stained red by the blood. He drew out the sword in his hand and moved to the side cautiously.

The beautiful moonlight sprinkled in front of him, pouring down from the damaged roof. Just as he took a step to the side, there was a "plop" where the blood had just dripped, and a festering figure fell down.

The Taoist priest in green pinched his nose and took a quick look. Suddenly, he felt a little horrified in the depths of his pupils:
"Great Elder?"

He tried his best to suppress his growl, but his voice was out of control at this time: as he called out the name of the Great Elder, he felt a series of gazes penetrating from a distance and falling on him.

Even the great elder in the Void Refinement Stage got into trouble... Who on earth harmed the elders of my sect?
After passing the "tribulation period", one can embark on the true path to becoming an immortal. At that time, the cultivator is actually more like an immortal - and the Great Elder is such a being. He is almost able to become one with the Way of Heaven and enter the "fusion period".

He was horrified and could only reach out his hands to carry the festering elder to the side. After leaving the Taoist temple in shock, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Under the moonlight, he could see the elder's face, which looked like a dried corpse.

Suddenly, an uncontrollable emotion surged into the Taoist priest's chest. He clenched his fists, and tears rolled down his cheeks.
"Who did it, Great Elder?"

"I want to avenge you..."

Only after he walked out of the Taoist temple did he see the scene inside through the open door.

There was a thick layer of blood on the ground, which was why he felt the floor was a little slippery when he entered the door: and there were corpses of "big and small" lying on the ground, which was the source of the black and red blood stains on the ground.

Please don't get me wrong, the reason why there are "corpses of all sizes" is not because there are corpses of children or elders with great magical powers who have cultivated their appearance to the point of rejuvenation, but because the broken parts of those corpses look like they were gnawed by something, leaving only a small piece - it looks extremely horrifying.

The lower parts of some corpses had mercury-colored organs and dragged-out intestines, which emitted a faint silver gleam under the moonlight, like mercury flowing on the ground or a mermaid's tail.

But more often than not, the bodies were scattered here and there, or only puzzle-like fragments were left, making it difficult to recognize the bodies.

After hearing the voice of the green-robed monk, the "Great Elder" suddenly raised his head and looked at the green-robed Taoist priest beside him.

It was at this time that the Taoist in green discovered that the elder's eyes had become empty. There were solidified bloodstains and eyeball fragments stuck on the corners of his eyes and on his old face!
Although the demon's appearance was even more terrifying than this, the Great Elder's appearance was obviously more miserable than the Taoist in green could have imagined.

The Taoist priest in green was startled by the scene before him. Then, the great elder excitedly grabbed his shoulders and said in a daze, "Don't look at the sky or the moon. We are sinners. I am a 'sinner'..."

Seeing the elder suddenly become a little crazy, the Taoist priest in green couldn't help but panic. He pursed his lips, which had lost some color due to the shock of seeing this scene, and didn't know how to start.

But the next moment, he saw that the half-dead elder, who was a little crazy just now, now had a blank and dull expression, and his old lips moved:

"I am a 'sinner'... 'Fate' is dead, this is our 'destiny'..."

"I am a 'sinner' who usurped the power of destiny—"

"The Sima are back. They are back to take back their things!!!"

The elder's voice was like a howl, which made the Taoist priest in green scalp numb. As soon as he finished speaking, his jaw suddenly stretched in an unnatural way, and with the sound of bones breaking, a pale arm emerged from his mouth:
At the front end of the arm, a mouth covered with fine sharp teeth was grinning fiercely. The palm covered with fine teeth covered the face of the Taoist priest in green. Before the Taoist priest in green lost his will, the last thought in his mind was:
"Shouldn't the moon be red..."

A creepy crackling sound was heard, as if some creature was eating. As his flesh and blood quickly shrank, the owner of the hand slowly crawled out from the remains of the Great Elder.

After killing the Taoist priest in green, the owner of the hand shook the wings behind him and stood up from the blood. A linen robe emerged from his body, and he gave a devout praise. Suddenly, a "River of Destiny" appeared around him.

He tapped his fingers lightly, and in the river of destiny, a possibility in the countless tributaries was constantly magnified, and finally occupied the entire river of destiny. As this possibility increased, he laughed with satisfaction, walked forward, and praised with a magnificent and layered voice:

"The great ring of destiny."

"You are the eternal cycle, the destined fate."

“You are the cause, the effect, and the process.”

Thermipoulos praised devoutly, his tone was calm and pious, as if the natural disasters that were constantly emerging around him were not his own work.

"Before you come into this world, I will prepare enough sacrifices for you."

The fire burned fiercely, as if it would burn the green mountain to ashes, dyeing the dark night sky red.

In the firelight, an old Taoist priest holding a bright red peach wood sword was climbing toward the top of the mountain with great effort. He walked hurriedly with a frown on his face, as if he did not know the will of the stars and heaven.

He looked at Thermipoulos standing in the sea of ​​fire, raised the peach wood sword in his hand, and took a defensive posture. Some starlight appeared on his body, and dots of stars lit up behind him, protecting this old Taoist priest.

"heresy."

Thermiporos spoke in a majestic voice:
“Why don’t you follow the will of the Lord and return your life to the Lord?”

The “Heavy One” of Sequence Four… a follower of the Super Star Evil God.

An evil cultivator in the fusion stage... Who is the agent of the God of Destiny?

The strength levels of each other flashed through the minds of Thermiporos and the old Taoist priest at the same time. The difference was that Thermiporos saw the level of the demigod in front of him at a glance, while the old Taoist priest relied on the enlightenment of the Super Star Lord.

As an Outer God who has completed himself and entered the Source World in advance, the Super Star Lord obviously has more time to arrange his means than other Outer Gods.

Thermipoulos looked compassionate:
"Lord, please forgive the sins of the world."

Under the magnificent voice of Thermipolos, the old Taoist felt as if his ears, nostrils, and eyes were struck by lightning, and blood seeped out uncontrollably. At this moment, the heroic words he said before going down the mountain were still lingering in his mind, his expression was ferocious, and starlight was flowing on his body.

In this world, it has been a long time since a demigod who can merge with the Heavenly Dao and achieve the "unity of man and nature" level has appeared. This is also the first time the old Taoist has seen one. After realizing that many Heavenly Daos in this world have gone crazy, the old Taoist wanted to come here to seek help from the monks of the Tianyun Sect.

Even before, when the old Taoist priest had no way to embark on the path of cultivating immortals by practicing the Heavenly Dao of his own sect, he knew the powerful strength of the Tianyun Sect.

But he had not expected that even the Tianyun Sect, which controlled the paths of the three Heavenly Gods, would be destroyed so quietly - and the one who destroyed them was most likely the agent of the Heavenly God they believed in.

There is Sima Ming who controls the "Way of Destiny", Sima Ming who controls the "Way of Fate", and the last one, "The Weaver Girl", who controls what kind of way of destiny she controls but can weave fate.

The old Taoist priest's face was stained with blood flowing from his seven orifices, and he looked like a madman. He still remembered his last words before leaving the mountain:

"I am going to kill demons and monsters on behalf of my thirty-eight fellow disciples who have passed away."

Looking at the old Taoist priest as the materials around him were peeled off and shattered, Thermipoulos had a calm expression. He gently stretched out his finger, ready to lead the old Taoist priest's fate to destruction.

The old Taoist priest in front of him was a believer of the Super Star Evil God, and he did not die immediately after looking directly at Him. This already showed that there might be something peculiar about the old Taoist priest - but for Thermipolos, it made no difference. It was no more difficult to crush Him to death than to crush an ant.

It's just that the people in this world are immersed in the source, and their way of "cultivating" the way of heaven seems a bit weird even in the eyes of Thermipolos, the angel of fate.

However, at this moment, Thermipoulos suddenly felt a disturbance in his fate - he heard a series of silver bell-like sounds ringing in his ears, and the next moment, a "wilderness" pressed down like a deep dark cloud.

No, it was just a grain of dust in the wilderness, but it was enough to make Thermipolos's plan fail - there were a lot of silk threads entangled on the debris of this "wilderness of knowledge", which were the threads that wove fate!
Watching the High-Dimensional Overlooker and part of the Demon of Knowledge falling straight towards here, Thermiporos' eyes were bloodshot, and his voice suddenly became angry:
"——The Weaver of Destiny!"

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