Outside Haojing City, the situation is critical. Yang Tuo is slowly wandering on the West Sea, preparing to cross the West Sea and return to Nanfangbuzhou.
At this time, he was nurturing his second incarnation using the method of converting three pure things into one spirit.
Because the incarnation of Emperor Ziwei needs to be stationed in the Ziwei Palace in the North Pole. The original body is busy refining the law and enlightening the Tao, and he lacks an incarnation to practice the Tao for him.
He put a ginseng fruit into the ground flower of Sanhua, and then used the Yiqi Transformation Sanqing method to separate an origin.
He wanted to use this ginseng fruit to give birth to his second incarnation. The origin entered the earth flower and merged with the ginseng fruit.
The ginseng fruit sits on the ground flowers, gradually giving birth to the breath of life.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that someone was sacrificing himself, and it was on a grand scale. With a thought in his mind, a thought followed the induction in the dark, crossed the distant space, and landed on his statue.
At this time, in the main hall of the Guoshi Temple, many princes were holding sacrificial ceremonies under the leadership of Yijiu.
In the main hall, the atmosphere is solemn and solemn, with monks standing around and heavily guarded.
Countless incense and wishes gathered in the sky above the main hall.
This is the result of continuous sacrifices during the two hundred years of the Great Zhou Dynasty. This is equivalent to more than two hundred years of sacrifices by the human race.
If he were an ordinary god, he would have developed great supernatural powers long ago with the help of this terrifying incense and wish power.
However, Yang Tuo did not make use of it. For one thing, he was the Four Emperors of Heaven, Emperor Ziwei.
He is an extraordinary person, and although these incense and wishes are many, they are not enough to make him make any big progress.
Only relying on the personality of Emperor Ziwei to control the laws of heaven and earth, his merits and luck will fall.
Secondly, incense is poisonous. If you inherit the incense, you will have a cause and effect with it. Although Yang Tuo is a national master, he has already had a great cause and effect.
But he still doesn't want to get too involved. Too much entanglement of cause and effect will definitely bring about some unpredictable consequences.
Just like this time, when Asuras invaded, all the princes naturally thought of him. If he was not unwilling to take care of this matter, he would definitely suffer the backlash of cause and effect and luck.
Yang Tuo opened his eyes, looked at the people offering sacrifices in front of him, and slowly asked: "What important matters do you have to offer sacrifices to me at this time?"
Yijiu was about to speak when he suddenly thought that he was only a prince. Although he was the eldest son of the emperor, he had not yet inherited the throne, so it was difficult for him to speak.
He looked at the people behind him, who also looked at the people around him. Lord Shen wanted to speak, but he opened his mouth but did not speak.
Everyone finally elected the king of Qi State. Qi State was Jiang Ziya's fiefdom. Although Jiang Ziya had been reincarnated and passed away, this incense love still existed.
Jiang Ziya has a lot of cultivation, not to mention a life span of tens of thousands of years, it is not a problem to live for hundreds or even thousands of years.
However, during the battle of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation that day, Jiang Ziya and King Wu were injured by the Six Soul Flags. King Wu passed away within a few years.
Jiang Ziya practiced the Yuqing Immortal Technique diligently, but he only lived for a few more decades, and his soul still returned to the underworld.
At this time, the king of Qi saw that all the princes were looking at him. Under the current situation, it was difficult to refuse.
He took two steps forward, bowed down and said, "The Imperial Master is above. Now there are dog soldiers occupying Haojing and leading the Asuras to invade. We cannot win!"
"I am afraid that over time, it will cause irreversible consequences, so I would like to report this to the Imperial Preceptor and ask the Imperial Preceptor to make the decision!"
Then, he explained the whole story in detail, and elaborated on the situation he was facing now, and said no more.
After hearing what King Qi said, Yang Tuo fell into deep thought. What he heard was that King You of Zhou was playing tricks on the princes with beacon fire, and the city was destroyed and he died.
But what about this Asura invasion?
The myths of later generations did not describe much about the Asura clan, and Yang Tuo only knew a superficial understanding.
Regarding the invasion of Asura, he was confused for a moment. However, he also understood that if he left it alone, it would inevitably have a huge impact.
The human race has three emperors and five emperors, and many sages may not necessarily be afraid of the Asura clan. However, if the two clans fight, other races will definitely benefit.
Moreover, the place where Asura invaded was Haojing, the capital of the Zhou Dynasty. No matter what the final result was, the Great Zhou Dynasty would definitely suffer heavy losses.
As the Great Zhou State Master, Yang Tuo was connected to the fate of the Zhou Dynasty. If the Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, it would inevitably affect his path.
After Yang Tuo heard this, with a thought in his mind, the incense power that had been shrouded in the air all year round continued to condense. Under the pull of his mind, it turned into infinite divine power and entered the statue of the god.
With the support of these many divine powers, the statue gradually transformed from a dead object into an image. Its image became more and more full, and finally it looked like a real person.
This is how Yang Tuo used the power of incense and wishing for more than two hundred years to condense a massive amount of divine power, and used this to turn the statue into a temporary clone.
Yang Tuo stepped down from the altar and walked towards the outside of the main hall. All the princes stepped out of the way and followed Yang Tuo towards the outside of the main hall.
Yang Tuo walked outside the palace, flew up into the air, and opened his eyes. With a flash of light in his eyes, he could clearly see the situation in Haojing.
I saw a blood-red waterfall falling from the sky, and from time to time, male Asuras with ferocious faces jumped out of it, roaring with their mouths open.
From time to time, a beautiful and dignified female Asura would come out slowly, with a beautiful posture. Every move attracted the attention of the monks around her.
Yang Tuo moved his gaze upwards, and saw a space crack hanging high in the air. The blood and a group of Asuras came out of it.
Gradually, Yang Tuo's expression became a little solemn. He slowly stretched out a finger, and thunder flashed on it.
A huge bolt of thunder shot out from his finger and flew towards the crack in space.
In the blink of an eye, the thunder disappeared into the crack in space. Only a loud noise was heard, and the sound of "rumbling" continued to be heard.
The space crack began to shake continuously, sometimes getting bigger and smaller, and it seemed a little unstable. But it was the divine thunder that exploded in the crack.
The crack was shaken and the balance was destroyed, making it a little unstable.
The prehistoric world has its own ability to repair space. As long as the balance is broken, the cracks in this space will soon be repaired.
Seeing the crack in the space, it was about to be annihilated. Sitting on the high platform, Quanrong Guoshi, the magic formula in his hand kept changing.
The high platform composed of countless corpses suddenly emitted countless bloody lights. The bloody lights rose into the sky and illuminated the cracks in the space.
Then, the infinite blood light smoothed away the turmoil caused by the divine thunder. The shaking space cracks immediately stabilized.
When Yang Tuo saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly. He saw the situation in the city, although it was slightly disadvantageous to the human race.
But only by relying on the Asuras that pop up from time to time in the cracks in space as a supplement, can we maintain a stalemate with the human race.
If the backup was cut off, the human race's victory would be just a matter of time. He then sent out a divine thunder to destroy the crack.
Unexpectedly, the Quanrong Imperial Master actually found a way to stabilize the space crack. From this point of view, the situation is not as simple as imagined.