Hao Tiangao sat in the master's seat with deep eyes, paying attention to the movements outside the Nantian Gate, wanting to see if Ying Zheng and others would come.
At this time, Pantaoyuan has gathered many powerful people, in small groups, and you can't see the edge.
This place is even larger than the Yaochi Holy Land in the past. Various palaces are placed in the open air, forming a huge building complex.
At this time, the powerful officials from all walks of life were eating peaches and chatting with each other.
"Have you noticed that it's already this time and a few key people haven't come yet?"
"I understand. Are you talking about the Human Emperor Ying Zheng, Lu Ya and his ilk?"
"Of course, they are the top powers of the Three Realms and Eight Wilds, and they are the kings of the human race and the monster race. They should come to congratulate you, but when it comes to the past festivals, I don't think Ying Zheng and the others dare to come."
"Nowadays, there are prominent figures from all over the world gathered here. If Ying Zheng and others come to congratulate, they will definitely be suppressed and humiliated. They know this, so they will not come."
"Originally, when the Emperor of Heaven had not yet attained the enlightenment of the Hunyuan Sage, the two sides were competing against each other, and there was an inexplicable balance. Now this balance has been broken..."
"It is bound to usher in a new ending."
A group of powerful people commented and discussed in a coherent manner. This was the best time to eat melon. After finally getting together, they couldn't help but gossip about each other.
"In my opinion, Ying Zheng and others are asking for trouble if they don't come back. If after they come, the Emperor of Heaven slaps a hammer and kneels on the ground, wouldn't it be a loss of face?"
"Do you think you can escape if you don't come? The Emperor of Heaven is merciful and gives them one last chance. If they come to repent and atone for their sins, they may be able to survive. If they don't come, they will only die. The Emperor of Heaven will not be able to save me."
"I can't agree to anything more. I think this is the plan of the Emperor of Heaven, otherwise he wouldn't have mobilized a large number of people to hold this grand event."
The event was a bustle, with people talking and laughing, music lingering, and the breeze intoxicating.
…
at the same time.
Beijuluzhou.
Lu Ya slowly woke up from seclusion, his eyes were like lightning, shattering the void.
After a while, the ancient demon Ran Deng came in, bowed his head, and said, "Sir Demon Emperor, what do you want from me?"
He is very respectful, and his aura is extremely calm, with a vague sense of great courage. It can be seen that Ran Deng's cultivation has made great progress in recent years.
"Has anything big happened recently?" Lu Ya asked calmly.
Ran Deng paused for a moment, then told the story of the recent major events.
There are nothing more than two major events, one is Haotian's enlightenment, and the other is the grand gathering in heaven.
After listening, Lu Ya's eyes revealed his thoughts, "Did Haotian use the Chaos Clock when he attained enlightenment?"
"Not bad!" Ran Deng nodded, he knew what the Chaos Clock meant to Jin Wu.
"The Chaos Bell is actually born..." Lu Ya whispered to himself, and couldn't help but ask questions in his heart.
"Where did Haotian's Chaos Clock come from?"
This issue is critical.
He couldn't be sure, because the Chaos Clock existed in the Buddha's book of Taoism, and now this book was spread all over the world. Even if Haotian read it and understood the Chaos Clock, it would still make sense.
Lu Ya thought this way and suddenly frowned again.
What if it’s not?
Is there a possibility that Haotian's Chaos Clock belongs to Uncle Taiyi?
This is not impossible. Since the death of Taiyi, the whereabouts of the Chaos Clock have been unknown. Maybe it was obtained by Haotian accidentally, which is also true.
Lu Ya looked thoughtful, his eyes flickering. At this moment, he had an impulsive and inexplicable feeling.
Especially when he thought of the Chaos Clock, this feeling became stronger and stronger, as if there was some kind of induction in the dark, and there was a mysterious power calling him.
Thinking of this, Lu Ya stood up. This sudden move made Ran Deng stunned.
"Demon Emperor, what do you want?"
"Prepare generous gifts. I am going to attend the grand meeting. Black Haotian would like to congratulate you."
Lu Ya said with a sneer, his eyes gleaming with coldness.
Hearing this, Ran Deng was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "Haotian has achieved enlightenment. Isn't it inappropriate for you to congratulate him like this? Besides, there are saints present in heaven."
He saw it very clearly and knew in his heart that Lu Ya was going to find trouble, but with Haotian's current level of cultivation, it would be for nothing.
Ran Deng was not worried about Lu Ya's safety, but mainly because his life and death were controlled by others. He was afraid that if Lu Ya died, he would be buried with him. This was the most important thing.
"It doesn't matter. I came here to congratulate you, not to fight. Haotian won't do anything to me."
Lu Ya waved his hands and said with a smile, he was confident and not arrogant at all.
Seeing that he really persisted, Ran Deng knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he simply stopped talking.
In his opinion, there was no reason for Lu Ya to die in vain. Maybe there was some way to ensure his safety.
Afterwards, Lu Ya left the Demon Palace with a thin and generous gift and went to the thirty-three heavens.
…
At this time, the heaven was already bustling with activity, with three floors inside and three floors inside.
The Three Realms and Eight Wastelands are gathered here, with the largest number of immortals, including great powers from all walks of life, but the most important handful are always missing.
It was getting late, and Haotian, who was sitting in the master's seat, looked neither sad nor happy. Everything seemed normal, but deep down, he was beginning to feel dissatisfied.
As he expected, Ying Zheng, Lu Ya and others did not come to congratulate him.
"You are determined to fight me to the end..."
"In that case, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
A cold light flashed in Haotian's eyes, and murderous intent was coming. He wanted to take Ying Zheng, Lu Ya, and Ao Lie, those people who disrespected him, and kneel here to repent in front of hundreds of millions of living beings, forever.
Can't afford to kneel down.
The Second Saints of the West felt Haotian's dissatisfaction and sneered in their hearts. What are they doing here?
Just to see Haotian make a fool of himself, he became angry and beat Ying Zheng and others to death, provoking a conflict in the war.
Now that the goal was about to be achieved, they could clearly feel that Haotian's anger was almost uncontrollable.
After waiting for a long time, no one came, not even a soldier was sent to show off.
This was complete disregard and indifference, like a big-eared melon seed hitting Haotian in the face, which would have made them angry.
Just as the Second Sage of the West was gloating about his misfortune, there was a sudden commotion outside the Nantian Gate.
Immediately afterwards, a fierce aura came, the sun shone brightly, and a big sun came slowly. A terrifying aura filled the air, making people afraid to look directly.
"This is...Jinwu Luya!"
Some people exclaimed and looked at the big sun above their heads. This is the iconic image of the Golden Crow, hanging in the sky.
Like the sun, Lu Ya crossed directly over the Nantian Gate and landed in the center of the grand gathering. He dispersed the dharma and revealed his true body, wearing a golden robe and looking unruly.