Chosen Man
Aura Familiarity
Chapter 125 titled Lao Ping and Lao An could it be missed by the reader???
If I see like only 4 there and the position of the chapter is also not sequential.
Should be 124,125,126.
But here the sequence of chapters is 125, 124, only 126. Strange bgt this app njir.
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Back to the story.
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After the scattered dust completely disappeared, it was clear that the body of Reverend Chang had already been shattered like mud, too terrifying to look at.
However, a streak of blood red light suddenly shot out from his corpse, the light shot out looking like a bolt of lightning leading out of the courtyard.
Feng Zun seemed to have expected this.
He's not moving. His figure had just stepped up and followed that beam of light.
Ngong!
In the blink of an eye, that strand of bloody light entered into an ancient well deep around the courtyard.
Feng Zun also arrived in front of the ancient well in an instant, and his Divine Perception quickly entered it. In just a short moment, a wisp of strange expression enveloped his eyes.
"Right, there's something wrong with this guy."
After pondering, Feng Zun jumped into the ancient well.
Very far away, Yin Ying woke up from her shock and inevitably revealed a hint of embarrassment for not completing her task.
Previously, he had planned to deal with the ghosts hiding in the spruce tree.
Unexpectedly, he received too many distractions.
“You can't do this anymore. Otherwise, Young Master will definitely be disappointed in me.”
Yin Ying gritted her teeth and stared at all the ghosts sharply.
"Run, everyone, lari—!"
“Too scary! It was clearly an extremely strong cultivator, a god-like existence!”
"Let's go!"
Waves of frantic and sharp cries echoed, and then many ghostly mist flashed on the treetops as many shadows blurred and fled into the distance.
"Hmmm!"
Yin Ying snorted coldly and his figure changed.
Bang out!
A gigantic figure suddenly appeared within the courtyard, and it was like a huge mountain emitting monstrous pure qi.
His legs were sturdy like iron pillars while his body covered an area of over 80m, around his body was engulfed with a dazzling golden light.
It was the main body of Yin Ying, the huge golden Qilin.
Groarr!
Yin Ying roared with his head held high while a terrifying golden god beam suddenly swept out like a tide, and illuminated the sky and earth.
“Damn it! Goddamnit! That person was actually a legendary Qilin beast that had reached the Great Dao!”
"No-no!"
When the ghosts that fled to the surroundings were swept away by the dazzling golden light, everything seemed as if it had been burned into nothingness.
No one survived.
Yin Ying shook her head, which was as big as a house, and with a flash, her giant figure returned to the appearance of the beautiful girl in a jade green dress.
At this moment the Mountain God Temple was completely destroyed and turned into ruins. Even the old fir tree beside him had also been destroyed.
Yin Ying did not delay and immediately shot towards the ancient well in the distance.
…
Under the ancient well was actually inside the bowels of the jade mountain, and there was a huge and vast cave that had been built there.
In the center of the cave was a round dojo shaped eight trigrams.
There were 36 formation array flags planted around the dojo, and boys and girls were tied up on each array flag.
These children, regardless of gender, were only six or seven years old, while the youngest was only three or four years old.
Some of them were already unconscious, while others were crying loudly. Their young faces were filled with fear and unease.
A blood-robed young man stood in the dojo, he did not care at all about the cries of the children.
In front of him was an altar built from bones. On the altar was a black statue.
The statue was shaped like a Seven-Headed Bird. His wings folded, and his feet stood proudly. His seven heads looked in different directions, as if he was staring in all directions.
The blood-robed youth held the formation flag in his hand as he looked at the seven-headed bird god statue with a respectful gaze, and a strong and respectful expression appeared at the end of his brows.
Suddenly, a streak of blood-colored light flashed and arrived at the sacrificial chamber.
That light suddenly turned into priest Chang.
"Our ancestor, how could you be like this?"
The blood-robed youth was extremely shocked. He knew with a single glance that the body of Reverend Chang had been destroyed, and now left only a soul. It also appears that he is seriously injured!
"Stop your bullshit and focus on guarding!"
Reverend Chang snatched the formation plate in the hands of the blood-robed young man, then he walked forward with large strides and arrived in front of the sacrificial altar, then he chanted various obscure and strange syllables.
Ngong!
The seven-headed bird statue on the altar suddenly shook.
After which, explosions echoed as the silhouette of a god-like figure appeared, and then the space nearby suddenly collapsed as a blood swirled and turned into a strange and terrifying red blood vortex.
A deep and dignified voice sounded from the depths of the blood red vortex. “Why are you interfering with my cultivation?”
His voice was ice-cold, indifferent, and revealed a strange and frightening trace of strength.
Buk up!
Reverend Chang kneeled down with a thud, and he said in a trembling voice,
"My Lord the Greatest, an offering has been prepared. However, while I was collecting offerings, I was attacked by a very fearsome opponent. Now, I face danger. My god, please help me eliminate the enemy!"
In the depths of the blood-colored vortex, an authoritative voice said, "Heh, this Your Majesty wants to see which stupid ant dares to injure my subordinates. Make sacrifices first. This Your Majesty will personally settle that big matter for you."
"Good!"
Reverend Chang looked extremely excited.
He crawled up from the ground and held the formation plate in his hand. He instructed his men, "Servants, quickly kill those children and extract the blood from their hearts to be sacrificed to the Gods!"
However, there was no response and he felt something.
Reverend Chang turned his head and immediately goosebumps when he saw the golden-white-robed young man approaching. He did not sense the presence of another aura at all but subconsciously the young man suddenly appeared not too far from the sacrificial hall.
Under his feet, the corpse of the blood-robed young man lay on the ground, even he was killed without a sound.
"You ..."
Reverend Chang was furious and he immediately activated the formation plate in his hand.
Bang out!
the 36 array flags scattered around the sacrificial hall suddenly shone and surged with a blood-colored evil mist. Instantly many voices of wailing ghosts and howling wolves appeared accompanied by an astounding momentum.
Pure Blood Soul Formation!
This formation was extremely powerful and had spent three years to be refined by priest Chang.
Originally, priest Chang had intended to use the power of this formation to purify the blood of those children and condense the Blood Soul Pill after making a sacrifice.
But now, he didn't care about any of it anymore.
Reverend Chang moved his teeth and exclaimed loudly, "Young friend, you really came at the gates of hell!
Die up!
Bang out!
The bloody mist soared and formed like a blood-colored blue dragon and enveloped Feng Zun.
"Little trick, let's see if it's capable of withstanding one of my attacks?"
Feng Zun sneered and waved his sleeve.
A clear-coloured expanse of light flashed like an incomparable sharp blade, and it swirled around before forming a barrier from the sword.
Bang bang bang!
Thirty-six blood-colored array flags around the dojo broke out from the middle.
At the same time, the soaring blood fog seemed as if it had lost the support of its power, and spread out and disappeared without a trace in the air.
Reverend Chang's eyes widened as if he had been struck by lightning.
The strength of this Blood Soul Formation should have been enough to kill any Mortal Stage cultivator. Even an Immortal cultivator would find it hard to defend against him.
But now, it looked so perishable in front of the young man!
Instantly he felt that something was wrong with the cultivation of the young man before him.
"You.you.. Immortal God!!??"
In an instant, Reverend Chang was frightened to the point of feeling that his soul was as if pressed with an overwhelming sense of helplessness.
From that Deity priest Chang knew that there was actually a cultivation realm above Immortal, and that was Immortal God.
He immediately knelt down once more with a thud before he cried out in fear towards the red blood vortex.
"My Great Lord, please show up and help my servant to kill this man!"
Feng Zun did not pay attention to reverend Chang and he stepped towards the blood-red vortex that floated in the middle of the altar.
There was a strange look in his eyes as he said, "Why do I feel this aura is a bit familiar?"
Reverend Chang had a cynical expression on his face and he shouted, "Familiar? You destroyed the ritual sacrifice for my God, just wait to die!"
Feng Zun's eyebrows shot up as he seemed to think of something, and then he looked into the depths of the blood-red vortex and examined it with divine eyes.
The blood red vortex suddenly roiled violently, and then a delicate and dignified voice sounded, "You .. that Feng Zun?"
His ice-cold and indifferent voice brought surprise and confusion.
"Oh! It was only fitting that I felt this aura seemed somewhat familiar. So it's you, a useless creature.”
Feng Zun deeply remembered this aura.
Returning to the battle at the Liangzhu River, Feng Zun had faced off against Hua Tian who had managed to escape from him, this was the same aura as Hua Tian's.
The god that Reverend Chang mentioned was most likely the same person that was within Hua Tian's body.
Feng Zun clearly remembered that he had even provoked the other party in an attempt to force the other party to reveal his true identity.
But in the end, the soul did not appear and instead fled.
Therefore, Feng Zun concluded that this God from priest Chang was actually only a strand of spiritual awareness and could not reveal his real body because of something.
However, Feng Zun had not expected to see the other party again in the Jade hill, Daliang kingdom.
"A useless creature?"
Reverend Chang almost vomited when he heard this. In his view, this was the God of Compassion and he was a supreme existence who was like a god according to him. He has incredible abilities and unlimited magic power.
How could he imagine that Feng Zun dared to slander him with such humiliation?
Is this no different from blasphemy?
"So this is really you little bastard !!"
In the depths of the red vortex, the God's dignified voice was filled with fury.
Feng Zun smiled and said with great interest, "After many years of cultivating, have you hitherto not had the strength to cross the world?"
"…"
There was a moment of silence in the depths of the blood vortex.
Feng Zun frowned slightly and said, "If you really are a God, you should have the power to travel across space and time and display your strength right?"
"..."
Silence again.
This unusual scene caused Reverend Chang who was kneeling on the ground to be stunned, and he was completely unable to calm down.
How could an existence like the Great Compassionate God be able to tolerate the provocation of a young cultivator a dozen years old?
It shouldn't be!
Away from the sacrificial chamber, Yin Ying had already rushed over and arrived. When he saw this scene, his heart also roiled.
He could already tell that Feng Zun seemed to have dealt with an existence God who was inside another blood-colored vortex, and but Feng Zun was even more domineering!
"It has been countless years of your cultivating, and you are still very useless. I finally understand why ghost cultivators like you guys do suck, even you guys work so hard collecting little kids. It turns out that the mastermind behind all this is you, the useless animal god. ."
Feng Zun shook his head. There was a hint of humiliation, blasphemy, and disappointment in his tone.
Swoshis!
The red vortex began to roil violently.
Immediately after, the majestic voice of the Divine Mercy God, “Song Feng! Are you done?!”
He seemed to be really angry, and really irritated. Fires of fury were burning within him, and he immediately began to curse out loud.
"If I hadn't been trapped in this God Damn Prison, I'd have killed you so many times…"
A series of foul words spewed out from the depths of the blood-colored vortex like spit.
