My Seven Sisters Are Stunningly Beautiful (The Return of the Gods)

The Supreme Saint's gaze was like two sharp ice blades, slowly sweeping across the Dragon God with undisguised contempt, finally stopping on his face.

"Dragon God, you pretended to be friendly with me in the Heavenly Court. Did you really think that we didn't know what you were up to? Your poor acting skills may fool a three-year-old child, but in our eyes, it's just a farce.

You just want to get some benefits from the Heavenly Court and get some information about Lu Yun and the Chaos Axe Handle! Now that your greedy nature is exposed, we don't have to waste our time playing tricks on you anymore!"

The Eternal Ancient God still had no expression on his face, as if nothing in the world could cause him the slightest disturbance.

His tone was indifferent, as cold as ten thousand years of ice, "The Chaos Divine Iron is related to the fate of the world, so we must intervene. As for the internal affairs of your Heavenly Court, what does it have to do with us? Don't change the subject, hand over the Chaos Axe Handle and Lu Yun, and we will leave naturally."

“Pretentious!” Tongtian Patriarch was hot-tempered, and immediately pointed at the nose of the Eternal Ancient God, cursing without any mercy, “You Chaos Demon Gods, you were hunted down by the Great God Pangu like a stray dog, and fled with your tails between your legs. Now you dare to come to my Taicang World and run wild?

Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? Do you really think we in Heaven are easy to bully?!" He exuded a fierce sword intent, as if he would strike at any time.

Nuwa's eyes were flowing, like water, but they were sharp. She pointed the finger at Luohou, the ancient god of destruction, and said softly but forcefully, "Luohou, you are known as the God of Destruction, you know everything. Do you really not know the whereabouts of Lu Yun? Could it be that your all-encompassing power of destruction cannot even see through such a small matter?"

She paused, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone, "Or did you deliberately lead these ancient gods to fight against my heavenly court so that you can reap the benefits? Your calculations are a bit too loud!"

Her words immediately made the originally tense atmosphere even more subtle, like an undercurrent surging beneath the calm surface of a lake.

The eyes of all the ancient gods fell on Luohou in unison, with inquiry, suspicion, and hidden hostility, waiting for his response.

Luo Hou's face darkened, and a trace of haze flashed in his eyes, like the dark clouds before a storm. "Nuwa, stop slandering me! How would I know where Lu Yun went? You are trying to sow discord and destroy the unity among us ancient gods!"

"In this case, you and I might as well swear an oath to prove our innocence."

Nuwa pressed on step by step, not giving Luohou any chance to breathe, "Do you dare? If you don't dare, it proves that you have something to hide!"

Luo Hou's face became uglier and uglier, as if he had swallowed a fly. Of course he didn't dare. He knew where Lu Yun had gone, and he also knew the whereabouts of the Chaos Axe handle.

If he made the oath to heaven, all his previous efforts would be wasted. How could he be willing to accept that?

"I..." He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a complete word for a long time. His heart was surging like a storm.

"What? You don't dare?" Nuwa sneered, as arrogant as the Ice Queen. "It seems that you have something to hide! You really know the whereabouts of Lu Yun! What are your intentions?"

Under the gaze of the saints, Luo Hou finally managed to utter a word, his tone full of reluctance and anger, "So what if I know? Why should I tell you? Lu Yun's whereabouts is my secret, why should I share it with you?"

"You..." Master Tongtian was burning with rage, his fists clenched tightly, his joints crackling, he wished he could rush up and fight with Luohou for three hundred rounds and tear him into pieces!

“Luo Hou, do you really want to keep the secret of the Chaos Iron for yourself?” The Ancient God of Death said in a grim tone, with a hint of warning, as if the God of Death was whispering, “Don’t forget, the Chaos Iron is a matter of great importance to all of us Chaos Devil Gods. If you dare to keep it for yourself, you will be an enemy of us!”

The other ancient gods were also silent, their eyes flickering. Obviously, they were also weighing the pros and cons. If it were them, they would probably make the same choice as Luo Hou. After all, who wouldn't want to monopolize this great opportunity?

The questioning of the Ancient God of Death completely angered Luohu.

"If you want to know, tell me. If you don't want to know, shut up! Who forced me to hand over the Daoyuan Divine Fruit?

Why are you pretending to be a good guy now? " He glared at the Ancient God of Death, the murderous intent in his eyes almost becoming real, like a volcano about to erupt.

"At worst, I can cooperate with the Heavenly Court to deal with you greedy guys! I want to see what you can do to me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the ancient gods changed drastically, and they were shocked as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

Luo Hou's words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, pushing the already tense situation to an even more dangerous edge. Because of Luo Hou, obvious cracks appeared within the ancient god camp.

The Supreme Saint observed all this calmly, thinking to himself that although Luo Hou's words sounded sincere, he might not really want to cooperate with the Heavenly Court. He just wanted to use the Heavenly Court to get out of his current predicament. This old fox is really cunning!

"Lu Yun will be back soon. With the people he brings back and the seven of us, it shouldn't be a problem for us to deal with these ancient gods."

The Supreme Saint was thinking in his heart, full of expectations for Lu Yun's strength, "Maybe Lu Yun can sweep away these ancient gods alone! When the time comes, let's see how arrogant Luohou can be!"

The Eternal Ancient God stared at Luohu coldly, his tone as cold as ten thousand years of ice, without any emotion at all.

"Luo Hou, do you want to cut yourself off from the ancient god clan? Think carefully about it. Can you afford the consequences?"

"I will cut myself off from you?" Luo Hou sneered disdainfully, his tone full of ridicule and contempt, "Who do you think you are? A bunch of rabble! Without me, you are nothing! If I want to leave, who can stop me?"

The two sides were on the verge of a war, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. It seemed that a war that would shake the world would break out. The Heavenly Court watched quietly, sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, waiting for the opportunity.

However, because of Luohou, there were signs of division within the ancient god camp, like a dam about to collapse.

At this moment, an abrupt voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, with a hint of teasing, as if watching a good show. "Interesting, really interesting! It seems that I came at the right time! I witnessed a big drama of internal strife among the ancient gods. How can I be absent from this big drama?"

Although the voice was frivolous, it carried an unmatched pressure that pressed down on these ancient gods, causing them to feel a little suffocated.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Lu Yun slowly walking out from the void. His figure was as erratic as a ghost, and his aura was flickering, making it hard to predict.