Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

If an ordinary person found out that he was just a copy, he would definitely be confused and lost, or even angry and crazy.

But Ye Qingzhou is not an ordinary person. He has long been as firm as a rock. No matter which direction the wind blows from, it is just like a gentle breeze blowing over the hills.

"I am who I am, that's all."

Ye Qingzhou calmly accepted the fact that he was just a replica of the Emperor Mie, but his mind was still not shaken by this incident: "People cannot choose their past, but they can choose their future. My existence is an established fact. Next, it depends on who will be the master of the universe."

Holding the sword tightly in his hand, Ye Qingzhou's fighting spirit was as fierce as fire.

"As expected, you and Emperor Mie are essentially the same. Even though you are on different paths, you are still so similar. You are determined to pursue the great way."

The insect mother sighed and said, "We have never thought of controlling you. We are even willing to do everything we can to help you because you are our only hope."

"Now, accept my gift..."

Rumble~
The remains left by the insect mother began to vibrate.

The people who were undergoing trials in various temples were all shocked: "What happened?"

"Are the ruins beginning to collapse?"

"This is impossible. The space and time here is intercepted by the power of the Great Dao. It is so solid that even a direct nuclear bomb attack would not be able to shake it in the slightest!"

Afterwards, with flashes of light, all the people in the ruins were teleported to the surface and forcibly expelled from the ruins.

Even the Golden Elephant Saint Lord and Azure Dragon God General, who had the highest cultivation levels, were no exception. The two were originally fighting in the Space Temple, but in the blink of an eye they were moved outside by space.

The Golden Elephant Saint's face suddenly changed, revealing an expression of disbelief: "The ruins... recognized the master? But how is this possible?"

The existence of the Worm Mother ruins had been known to the Indians as early as the Vedic period. At the beginning, Brahma, who was still a mortal herdsman, accidentally entered it and inherited the way of time, the mantle of the Worm Mother, and some biotechnology of the ancient Kun civilization.

The ancient Harappan Empire was thus established, and Lord Brahma, in accordance with the hive consciousness of the celestial insects, created a caste system that integrated blood and thought, and established an extremely stable theocratic rule.

Because of this, Lord Brahma ascended to heaven and was deified. If not for the appearance of Mahakala, he could have even ruled the land of India forever.

But even so, even when Lord Brahma was at his most powerful, he could not gain recognition from the Insect Nest and could not inherit the relic left by the Insect Mother.

"Who is it!?"

The Golden Elephant Saint was both shocked and angry. He looked around and soon discovered that among the people who had entered the ruins, only Ye Qingzhou and the White Bull Saint had not come out!
Immediately afterwards, there was a violent earthquake. The drastic change in space even tore apart the sky-covering formation set up by the Azure Dragon God, exposing the secrets of heaven to the spy satellites of the Western Kingdom.

Soon, both Xiji Country and Europe learned that the border conflict between Dongji Country and Tianzhu Country was unusual, and both sides actually dispatched the martial saint forces at the same time!
There was another violent fluctuation, and the aura of the Insect Mother's remains suddenly disappeared. The result was self-evident.

buzz~
Ye Qingzhou flashed to the surface and appeared in everyone's sight again.

The Golden Elephant Saint Lord did not see the White Bull Saint Lord, and his entire body instantly entered a red-temperature state. A dragon and an elephant appeared behind him. The space was distorted by the power of the mind image, and the terrifying pressure almost crushed the vacuum.

"Ye Qingzhou! Where is Jiaya?"

The Golden Elephant Saint asked about the whereabouts of the White Bull Saint.

Ye Qingzhou glanced back at him and said in a cold tone: "She's dead, what? Are you looking for death too?"

"you!"

Although Saint Lord Golden Elephant had expected this, he was still shocked when he heard the news of Saint Lord White Bull's death: "Jia Ya is dead?"

bang~
Upon hearing this, the Golden Elephant Saint turned around and left without hesitation. Wherever his feet stepped, the space was disturbed, shimmering like the surface of water.

Heavenly martial arts, the fragrant elephant crossing the river!
This rare space-based martial art, whether used for pursuit or escape, is a top-notch magical skill in the world. In just a blink of an eye, the Golden Elephant Saint moved eight hundred miles and ran directly back to the capital of India from the border.

At this time, the residents of Xinde City were still working hard for their lives.

Suddenly, a tall and majestic figure appeared in the city center. He had a solemn appearance and his skin was as dazzling as gold.

"It's the Golden Elephant Saint!"

"Meet the Holy Lord!"

India is a religious country with devout believers everywhere. At this moment, they all prostrate themselves on the ground and kneel down to worship the Golden Elephant Saint, the incarnation of the god on earth.

If it were usual, the Golden Elephant Saint would not mind showing off in front of others and earning enough mental power to strengthen his mental image.

But at this time he only wanted to bring back the news that Ye Qingzhou had obtained the Insect Mother's ruins, and inform the other five Martial Saints of Tianzhu Kingdom to discuss countermeasures.

Zheng~
Suddenly, a sword sounded overhead, resounding through the sky. The Golden Elephant Saint trembled all over, and his thoughts were suppressed.

"You're leaving without saying goodbye. That's really too much of a disrespect to me."

Ye Qingzhou used telepathy to stop the Golden Elephant Saint's thoughts. This was a magical power that Ye Qingzhou comprehended from the 'Worm of Time' picture set with the help of his understanding of the Avenue of Time - the Calming Mantra!

Reciting the spell in the secret text of the Golden Scroll and spreading it among words can instantly stop the opponent's thinking.

Heavenly grade martial arts, the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Sword from "The True Art of Controlling Thunder with the Nine Heavenly Swords"!
Under the divine thunder and fire of Tiangang, the Golden Elephant Saint was cut by a sword, and his skin was torn apart in an instant, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

"what!"

Despite the pain, the Golden Elephant Saint was able to free his mind from the constraints of the calming mantra and regain his sanity.

The moment he escaped, the Golden Elephant Saint Lord activated the dragon-elephant mind, chanted scriptures, and displayed his supernatural powers: "Practicing great charity, being quick-tempered and angry, and not following the right thoughts, you will be reborn as a dragon in the future!"

roar~
A huge golden mountain appeared out of thin air, surrounded by the sun, moon and stars. It was Mount Sumeru!
I saw a giant snake coiled on it, its body circling Mount Sumeru seven times. It was none other than Manas Dragon King, one of the eight dragon kings, also known as the Mighty Dragon King!

This snake is not a snake, but a dragon!

After Lord Brahma ascended to godhood, he divided the intelligent creatures of the ancient Harappan kingdom into eight groups, among which the celestial beings were the most noble, followed by the dragons. All of them were born sacred and noble.

At this moment, the Golden Elephant Saint Lord was displaying the form of the Mighty Dragon King!
As the Golden Elephant Saint Lord slapped out with his palm, the Dragon King exerted his enormous strength, moving mountains and filling the sea. Even the space was shaken by the powerful force, pushing towards Ye Qingzhou layer by layer, as if to crush him completely.

Ye Qingzhou did not dodge or evade, flying in the air. Every time he took a step, the galaxy turned into ripples, causing fluctuations in space.

Step on the magic steps and sweep the stars with your sword!
Ye Qingzhou swung his sword, and a sword energy like a vast galaxy was released, its light was brilliant, illuminating the universe. With just one sword, he tore through the space palm power of the Golden Elephant Saint Lord, and turned into a meteor from outer space, heading straight for the Golden Elephant Saint Lord.

The sound of sword chanting shook the entire Xinde City. In front of all the people in the city, Ye Qingzhou slashed the Golden Elephant Saint with one sword, and the severed arm of the Golden Elephant Saint flew up, and blood was spilled on the long street.

The aftermath of the fight between the two men destroyed the houses within a one-kilometer radius of the city center.

Shopping malls and office buildings collapsed, countless people fled screaming, and as many as a thousand people were trampled to death in the chaos.

"Ye Qingzhou! Do you really want to provoke a war between the two countries?"

The Golden Elephant Saint's broken arm was bleeding profusely. No matter how he tried to stop the bleeding, it was useless because the time on his wound had been locked by Ye Qingzhou's Taichu Sword at the time of injury.

"When Great Brahma ravaged the towns of my Dongji country, the war had already begun. The reason we didn't fight before was simply because we were worried that Xiji country would take the opportunity to intervene and participate in the fight for the Taoist inheritance in the Worm Mother Ruins. Now that the ruins are mine, I don't have to worry about the news leaking out, and I can go all out."

Ye Qingzhou held a sharp sword in his hand and wore armor, and he was extremely arrogant: "Come and fight, let me see how useless your Tianzhu country's martial saint is."

"Insanity!"

After a Sanskrit chant, five figures came together, and the power of their mental images connected together, weaving into a dreamy and misty world.

In that world, gods and Buddhas sit in a row surrounding the golden Mount Sumeru, flowers fall from the sky, golden lotuses emerge from the ground, and divine light sprinkles on every corner. It is like a bright pure land, with no suffering, no sin, only peace and beauty.

“All living beings have their own aptitudes, and we take the superiority and inferiority as the order?”

Ye Qingzhou felt that the time and space around him were isolated and blocked, and a force as strong as a mountain and as powerful as an ocean was pressing down on him, as if he was the enemy of this world.

The Seven Saints of India, except for the deceased Saint Lord White Bull, all the other Martial Saints have gathered here, wanting to join forces to suppress Ye Qingzhou under Mount Sumeru.

With a cold laugh, Ye Qingzhou sneered at this so-called pure land that was as solid as stagnant water: "The way of a gentleman is to constantly strive for self-improvement. How can one's origin be determined by one's own roots? Your way and principles are ridiculous!"

As the sword was swung out, the sword's intent carried with it a will to fight like "Heaven moves forward, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement", which cut through the shackles on the soul, and the spirit immediately broke free.

"You think a mere Mount Xumi can suppress me? Look at my sword!"

Step on the magic circle and fight with your sword, sweeping the galaxy!
The sword light pierced the sky and stirred the galaxy. Under the magnificent sword energy, the space was shattered.

Ye Qingzhou fought one against five, and relying on the Divine Sword Heavenly Monarch Battle Armor on his body, he was not at a disadvantage. He was even able to free his hands and continue to chase and kill the injured Golden Elephant Saint.

"Ye Qingzhou, do you really think there is no one in my country of Tianzhu?"

A seven-headed Naga heart-image appeared behind the Poison Dragon Saint Lord. When he exhaled, poisonous winds blew. With a glance, he could kill people. He was extremely powerful.

The move he made at this moment would be a killing move.

Heavenly martial arts, Hundred Virus Wind!
Ye Qingzhou stood still as the poisonous wind blew onto his skin, immediately causing leprosy and scabies. Various viruses raged throughout his body, destroying his organs and eroding Ye Qingzhou's vitality.

Zheng~
The secret art of the heart sword, cut my sword path!
Ye Qingzhou used the sword of his heart to cut himself off, eliminating the toxins and diseases that the Poison Dragon Saint had inflicted on him with his poisonous mind, and his mind continued to sublimate.

The seven snake heads and fourteen snake eyes of the seven-headed Naga locked onto Ye Qingzhou at the same time.

The power of mental imagery is short-sighted!
The malicious gaze contained a hint of the Avenue of Death. This power was so cold and sinister that it could even freeze the soul of a martial artist into ice.

Fortunately, Ye Qingzhou had already refined his spirit with nine fires and had a pure yang energy, so he was not afraid of the opponent's death gaze. He even swung out a sword light, and the sharp edge pierced the snake's eyes and destroyed the seven-headed Naga heart image of the Poison Dragon Saint.

"what!"

The mental image is connected to the soul, and once it is hurt, it is heartbreaking.

The Poison Dragon Saint Lord screamed miserably, and two lines of blood and tears immediately flowed from the corners of his eyes. His eyes were already blind, and his mind was broken, so his strength was greatly reduced.

"Go together!"

The other Indian Martial Saints were also terrified upon seeing this, and were both shocked and angry.

The Poison Dragon Saint Lord is not weak in strength, especially his mental image combines the characteristics of the Way of All Poisons and the Way of Death. His attacks are often strange and difficult to defend against, and his strength should not be underestimated.

But even such a Poison Dragon Saint was seriously injured by Ye Qingzhou in the first encounter, and even his mental image was broken. The Seven Saints of India immediately lost their composure.

Although I had long heard that Ye Qingzhou was a peerless genius in the martial arts world of Dongji Country and had unparalleled talent, and had killed several martial saints with his sword in Izumo Country and had made great military achievements.

But hearing about it is just hearing about it. Only now that I have seen it with my own eyes can I truly experience that terrible feeling of oppression.

The Snow Lotus Saint Lord, the Shura Saint Lord, the Spirit Rat Saint Lord and the Swan Saint Lord tacitly joined forces to launch a siege, because they knew that if they fought alone, they would be defeated one by one by Ye Qingzhou.

"Let's work together to summon Mount Xumi and suppress him!"

The six saints all practiced the tradition passed down by the former Brahma Emperor, so their power systems were of the same origin. Now that they joined forces and combined their strength, Ye Qingzhou was immediately put in a tough fight.

"Ye Qingzhou, you are too arrogant!"

"If it weren't for the fact that our country of India is not so lucky, it would be difficult for us to gather eight martial saints to perform the Heavenly Dragon Eight Divisions Heart Mantra. Otherwise, we would be able to suppress you under Mount Xumi in one encounter!"

Under the brilliant golden light, a magnificent golden mountain descended from the sky, accompanied by heavenly music that resounded through the sky. The heavy pressure from the soul pinned Ye Qingzhou to the ground, making it difficult for him to move.

"Ok?"

Ye Qingzhou raised his head and opened his heavenly eyes, and immediately saw the secret and essence of Mount Xumi: "So that's how it is. Thousands of years of religious heritage, the thoughts and consciousness of countless people, have built this mountain in the hearts of people. This mountain only existed in the spirit world in the past. At least five martial saints must be gathered to summon it from the spirit world to the real world..."

Although Mount Sumeru is composed of pure thought energy, every inch of its land weighs a tremendous amount of weight. Not to mention a Martial Saint, even a Martial God would find it difficult to bear.

Fortunately, the six Indian Martial Saints before them could not make up the entire Heavenly Dragon Eight Clans, so they could not summon the complete Mount Sumeru from the spiritual world. At most, they could summon a low-profile projection.

Rumble~
Mount Sumeru collapsed, and Ye Qingzhou became Monkey King facing Tathagata Buddha at this moment, and could only watch himself being suppressed under the Five Finger Mountain.

"Hahaha, no matter how amazing your magical powers are, they are useless against Mount Xumi!"

The Six Saints really thought they had won and had already opened champagne at halftime. (End of this chapter)