Dragons only want to be in the water, and don't like to stay in the wilderness

Chapter 506 He is Donghuang Taiyi
"He is Donghuang Taiyi?"

"He... is actually Donghuang Taiyi?"

"He is actually Donghuang Taiyi!"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Patriarch Bodhi has said the origin of this child. He is not a creature from our world. The saint has also said so!"

Above the heavens, questioning voices spread, and no one believed that what Chen Zhu said was true.

"When the Ancestral Witch blew himself up, Donghuang Taiyi couldn't withstand it, and his Donghuang Bell was chopped away by Pangu's phantom!"

The powerful ones saw the battle break out with their own eyes, so they naturally knew what happened to Donghuang Taiyi. He had already been scared to death.

But now, someone suddenly said that he was Donghuang Taiyi, the Demon King.

Moreover, this person is not easy to mess with. He is the real eldest brother of Sanxing Cave, a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!
What's more, he became acquainted with Patriarch Bodhi and asked questions directly to Sanxing Cave.

"Fellow Taoist, what's going on?"

Inside the Sanxing Cave, Patriarch Bodhi shook his head gently: "Zhu Ming is my disciple. If he says yes, then it must be true."

This... is a tough stance.

This also represents a message that Samsung-dong is united.

That is indeed a force that cannot be ignored. After all, no one knows how many Hunyuan realm masters there are in Sanxing Cave.

I'm afraid only the saintly tradition can suppress it.

At this moment, in the chaos, a stubborn stone suddenly woke up with divine light emitting from its nine orifices.

Looking closely, who else could it be but Sun Wukong?

At this time, he also heard Chen Zhu's words, and the whole monkey was a little dazed.

"The eldest senior brother is actually Donghuang Taiyi?"

This is so exciting.

Patriarch Bodhi's reaction was very clear, but also somewhat unclear; he was not sure who Chen Zhu was.

This also made the powerful people in the heavens scratch their heads and feel itchy.

Of course, many people’s faces were not very good. Most of the powerful ones were human. Who didn’t slaughter thousands of demons on the road of cultivation?

At this time, everyone was waiting to see what the next person's attitude would be.

"His Majesty?"

Niu Pingshan's voice trembled a little: "Your Majesty is exposed at this time, could it be that you want to..."

"No."

Chen Zhu shook his head gently: "Although I am Donghuang Taiyi, I also have many identities."

He sighed, "I can only tell the heavens here that since you are watching, you should also understand that some things should not be taken too far. You must know that all races in the world have their own reasons for survival."

His meaning was very clear: the demons could be killed, but they could not be exterminated.

This sentence seems neither light nor heavy, but its meaning is thought-provoking.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Niu Pingshan's eyes, but he also bowed to Chen Zhu: "That's fine."

Chen Zhu shook his head. The current situation can only be described as the general trend.

Everyone has times when they are strong, and everyone has times when they are weak.

Today he seems to be leaving a glimmer of hope for the demon race, and one day, he may be leaving a glimmer of hope for the human race.

After all, there are so many worlds in the universe, and even if the world of Journey to the West was destroyed, it would only be a trivial matter.

Chen Zhu did not move. He waited quietly to see when Chen Mu would be back.

He counted on his fingers and muttered to himself: three...two...one.

As soon as he finished speaking, a silk thread appeared in the void, and the thread slowly unfolded. On the other end was Chen Mu.

The fourth generation disciples of Sanxing Cave immediately looked over there, and saw that Chen Mu was a completely different person, with a pair of eyes that looked weathered.

He bowed to a willow branch behind him in the space before walking out completely.

Niu Pingshan, who was still guarding on one side, had fear in his eyes. Why did these four generations of chiefs have such a deep and ocean-like aura, making him feel as terrifying as those quasi-saints?
"It seems like you gained a lot from this trip."

Chen Zhu smiled and said, "How is it? How do you feel about the world you went to?"

Chen Mu endured it and said a few words to Chen Zhu:

"Shocked me forever!"

It was a world he had never imagined.

Yes, imagination, it needs to be described with imagination, and Chen Mu can’t think of a better word.

Who would understand? He had just arrived there, and suddenly all his abilities were useless.

The spiritual energy in his body dissipated as if in a vacuum. Not only that, all his magical powers were useless.

Everything seemed to be non-existent, even he himself seemed to be about to disappear inexplicably.

What kind of world is that? Despair, only black and white, no other path exists.

Later, Chen Mu found out that it was because the innate god held all the authority.

And he, struggling in that era and going through countless disasters, could only be considered alive.

Just living...

"I think you have made a breakthrough."

Chen Zhu commented: "Not bad."

"Great-grandmaster, where exactly is that?"

Chen Mu still asked fearfully: "My talent and ability are already extreme, but in a world like that, sometimes I can't even protect myself."

"That's the world I've experienced before." Chen Zhu told him without hiding anything:
"What you are experiencing is the fifth era after the birth of that world."

He smiled and said, "You are pretty good. At least you survived without me following you step by step. You know, many innate gods have died."

Chen Mu was silent, that was really scary.

And the eldest senior brother from Sanxing Cave in front of him was standing upright in front of him and sending him back to the past.

He didn't know Chen Zhu's identity in the prehistoric world, but Chen Mu was a little suspicious now.

"Great-grandmaster, I later heard in that world that time is not allowed to be crossed, unless one is a Daluo Jinxian."

“But even for Daluo Jinxian, they can’t just go there at will. They can only go to after the birth of the Heavenly Dao during the Longhan Great Tribulation. However, I went to before the birth of the Heavenly Dao…”

The speculation in his mind became increasingly difficult to describe: "I heard that there is only one existence that can freely travel in the long river of time. Great-grandmaster, are you..."

"Shh~"

Chen Zhu raised his index finger between his lips and said, "Just know it, don't tell anyone. Just treat me as an ordinary Hun Yuan."

Ordinary Hunyuan?
Chen Mu knew that the Hunyuan of that world was different from the Hunyuan of his own world.

In that world, Hunyuan has reached its limit, and if applied to his own world, a saint is about the same as a Daluo Jinxian.

My great-grandmaster... is so awesome.

The other four generations of disciples looked on eagerly; they were very confused and could not understand some of the things.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that a big news that shocked the three realms appeared today, and the elder in his sect is most likely the legendary Donghuang Taiyi.

Another thing is, the eldest senior brother has actually become a Golden Immortal. Doesn’t that mean that some third-generation disciples are not as good as him?
Chen Mu's Daluo Jinxian is actually just a Jinxian in Chen Zhu's world and cannot escape from the long river of time.

But he is still very capable in and outside the Three Realms.

During this trip, Niu Pingshan's demon kingdom was saved, and Chen Mu also broke through the realm, so everyone was happy.

Chen Zhu originally thought that the human race in the three realms would be more restrained, but he didn't expect that his words would not have much effect.

People are still slaughtering and keeping the monsters in captivity, and some even say they are trying to wipe them out.

Gradually, the demons in the world became increasingly scarce, and every day Chen Zhu could feel the incense lingering around his body.

They could not bear such great pain and desperately hoped that the Demon King would stand up again and support them.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

There were too many shouts like this, happening almost every moment. Chen Zhu did not make a move, nor did he need to.

He met Emperor Fuxi in the Huoyun Cave and asked him what he thought.

"Everything is determined by fate." This is all Fuxi could say. He expressed sympathy for the monster clan's plight, but he needed to stay in the Huoyun Cave.

The saint of humanity is divided into three parts, and there will always be something missing when they are not together.

As long as they sit here, the destiny of the human race will be as solid as a rock and invulnerable to all disasters.

But Chen Zhu came.

The incense of the demon clan constantly lingered on his body, attracting his luck as the demon king of the demon clan, which collided with the luck of the human race here.

A roaring sound of wind began to be heard in the Fire Cloud Cave, which was the collision of the five elements.

The moment the two met, fire flashed on Chen Zhu's body, and he actually overwhelmed the luck of the Three Emperors.

It was at this moment that the fate of the human race and the demon race could no longer be balanced.

Outside the world of Journey to the West, a huge team spread out, penetrating the void.

This team is the chariot of the Golden Immortal Blood Qilin. He is going to cross here and go to a destination to meet friends and discuss Taoism.

He should have simply ignored this small world, but for some reason Blood Qilin's mind was wavering today.

"stop."

He looked suspicious, spoke strangely, and began to pay attention to this small world.

"Such a strong incense. I didn't expect that even though the Demon King has passed away, there are still people worshipping him in this world."

He used to be a general of the demon clan, but later the lich collapsed and he was forced to leave the demon clan.

Now, the Blood Qilin had an idea in his mind, so he let the chariot land towards that world.

"Come closer, I need to see why there is such faith here."

Although there are infinite possibilities, infinite branches, and parallel worlds in all the heavens and worlds, everything in the world has infinite possibilities.

But the demon court once ruled the world, and the general trend was in the hands of God. Basically, the world at all times and in all situations was closely connected with the general trend.

While the wizards and liches were fighting, other worlds were naturally also fighting, and in the end the saint stepped in to unify all the worlds.

The Blood Qilin stepped into the world and looked around, thinking that he would see the prosperity of all monsters.

But his expression gradually turned gloomy, and he had a full view of the current situation of the demon race in the three realms.

"This...this is impossible!"

What did the Blood Qilin see?
Cattle and sheep are kept in cages, where even lying down is a luxury. Bulls and rams are killed for meat, while cows and sheep become tools for reproduction?

When the Demon King was alive, he said that any means that insulted a race were not allowed.

That's fine, those monsters were raised in batches, so what if they had intelligence? They would still be skinned and made into clothes after one or two years.

There are also some monsters who are imprisoned for trial by human disciples. They are imprisoned for their entire lives only to be killed by humans with a single sword.

Such evil deeds are countless throughout the Three Realms.

"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!"

The Blood Qilin spat out three bastards in a row and became furious. Without saying a word, he stomped his hoof down at the sky!
"Human race, you deserve to die!"

This hoof was a hateful attack from the Golden Immortal, transforming into a giant pillar capable of trampling through the three realms.

If it really were to be stepped on, I'm afraid the fortune of the Journey to the West world would decline by several levels.

At this time, Chen Zhu was in the Fire Cloud Cave, face to face with the Three Emperors.

“It’s what you deserve.”

The Emperor of Earth Shennong sighed, but didn't know what to say.

The Human Emperor Xuanyuan held the Xuanyuan Sword, ready to attack the enemy.

"There is no escaping this difficulty."

Fuxi sighed. Even if Chen Zhu didn't stop them at this time, it would be of no use.

"Yes, there is no escape from this difficulty."

Chen Zhu also said: "The saints also know this, so they won't take action. The only ones who can take action are the masters of the human race and the Buddhist sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, a giant golden hand flew over from Xiniu Hezhou as expected.

It was Sakyamuni who made the move. The ancestor of all Buddhas shouted:

"Fellow Daoist, why are you so angry?"

The Qilin's hoof was held up by this palm.

If Chen Zhu was not in this world, there would be only one other result.

"The saint who guides us?"

The Blood Qilin was startled at first, then he breathed a sigh of relief when he realized it was not him.

"Humph! You still dare to ask me? I am a demon!"

The Blood Qilin raised the divine light again with his backhand.

But this time the divine light was different from before. There was a blood-red bead flashing in the divine light.

The real innate spiritual treasure - Qilin Tears!

"Go." As soon as the word fell, Blood Qilin's face was filled with coldness and murderous intent.

He wants to massacre the world. The monsters in these three realms are minor matters, but the face of the entire monster race is more important.

Even though the demon race is in decline now, who in the prehistoric world doesn't know who stands behind the demon race? If you go too far, the Chaos Bell will not forgive you.

When the magical treasure appeared, Sakyamuni of Xiniu Hezhou's expression changed rapidly, and he looked towards the Heavenly Palace immediately.

"Jade Emperor, help me quickly!"

He couldn't resist this seemingly tiny bead.

"coming!"

Almost at the same time, a long sword flew out from the Heavenly Palace. It was the Jade Emperor who came and joined forces with the Buddha to fight the enemy.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of earthly immortals, and Ping Xin Niangniang, the authentic saint, also acted quickly.

Four divine lights and four magical treasures appeared, and they were able to barely stop the attack of Qilin Tear.

The Blood Qilin withdrew his attack and did not make a second move.

Because he saw an acquaintance, he was a little surprised and confused at this time.

One is the ancestor of the underground world, Zhen Yuanzi, and the other is the underground saint, Ping Xin Niangniang.

At this moment, the Blood Qilin felt that something was wrong with this world. These existences were not the real bodies, but should be similar existences in all the worlds.

But why are there so many similar things in this world?

Even the Jade Emperor looks like the ancient Emperor of Heaven.

"Huh, you really want to stop me?"

The Blood Qilin's face was still furious: "Let alone you clones, even if a true earthly saint, the ancestor of earthly immortals came, he would not be the slightest bit unfair to my actions."

Fortunately, the Blood Qilin did not continue to attack, but questioned them.

"Why have the demons of this world been bullied by you guys and become like this!"

"My fellow Taoist, please be patient."

The Jade Emperor quickly said, "The demon race and the human race have always had conflicts, and we did not interfere. It was just a result of their own fighting."

"You didn't intervene? What a joke!"

The Blood Qilin pointed at his own eyes and said, "I am a Daluo Jinxian, I can see the cause and effect!"

"Do you dare to swear on your conscience that you did not interfere?"

The great men present were speechless. When did the demon race have such a backer?
Moreover, he said that he was a Daluo Jinxian, but his cultivation was at least at the Hunyuan level or above.

(End of this chapter)