Patriarch Tianhe turned into a long river that spanned the starry sky, with hundreds of cultivators behind him turning into light and chasing after him. Among them, several fifth-level masters followed closely, but Patriarch Tianhe was known for his strongest escape technique, and in an instant the distance between them was getting farther and farther. This scene made Patriarch Tianhe extremely proud, and he laughed wildly all the way.
But at this moment, one could see the smoothness in the sky condensing into a bright moon that slowly rose into the sky. Out of nothingness, a being made entirely of light appeared in the sky.
In an instant, all the lights that were flying across the sky stopped, and everyone stood above the sky, looking at the bright moon that suddenly appeared.
In particular, the arrogant and complacent expression of the Tianhe Patriarch froze in an instant, and the long river he turned into directly crashed into the bright moon.
The vast river of Dharma images was like a stream crashing into Mount Tai. The Dharma images collapsed, and the power shock spread out in layers of halos, and an old Taoist in a light blue Taoist robe popped out.
The Tianhe Patriarch was suddenly blown over ten miles away, like a sharp arrow shot out, breaking through the sound barrier and crashing into the cultivators behind him with a loud bang.
He was clutching the white Juntian pot in a miserable state and looking at the rising bright moon.
Even the many cultivators who had come to chase the Juntian Pot before no longer had any mood to look at the so-called immortal weapon, the Juntian Pot, because the owner of this immortal weapon had already appeared in front of them.
The many cultivators, demons, and gods who were ready to move in the sea of clouds and on the earth also stopped all their actions instantly, staring in amazement at the bright moon that had been clearly defeated and shattered before, rising again.
"It appears again!" The monks and demons who were watching the sky took a deep breath and stopped in an instant. Some even retreated back to the ground, fearing that they would be watched by the bright moon rising into the sky, a god-like existence, as if their eagerness and greed had never appeared.
"Another...another...another bright moon!" Many immortal masters, celestial demons and giant monsters who were standing above the sea of clouds and gazing at the bright moon were trembling as they spoke.
"That means the Fengdu Taoist is not dead! He is alive."
"How is it possible? His body has been destroyed, his soul has dissipated, and his true spirit has reincarnated. Otherwise, how could there be only a lifeless possession left and be swept away by Patriarch Tianhe!" Many people were almost growling. For a cultivator, the scattering of the soul cannot be reversed no matter how strong he is. However, they did not know that this is a characteristic of an immortal body.
"This is the first time in the world that someone has become an immortal. Who knows what the fate of becoming an immortal will be like? Perhaps it has always been like this!"
Some were terrified, some were in a daze, and some were secretly glad that they had not taken action.
But what makes people most panic and shocked at the moment is not these, but the fact that the Taoist priest from Fengdu survived the calamity, which means that he has passed the immortal calamity.
"No! Has Fengdu survived the calamity?" Many people were shocked by the scene of Fengdu turning into the moon again, but then they thought of something even more terrifying.
"The immortal calamity has dissipated, Fengdu has turned into light and you see the bright moon. When it disperses, it becomes gas, and when it gathers, it takes shape. It is a sign of a true immortal." Everyone looked up at the shadow of the bright moon, as if they were witnessing the greatest secret and miracle in the world.
"Uncle Master has become an immortal?" Zhang Yusu, sent by the Heavenly Master, was standing above the sea of clouds at this moment, gazing up at the brilliant light above the nine heavens. He felt its coolness projected on himself and could not help but feel excited and trembling all over. This was the first immortal in the world. Someone could really become an immortal.
"The first person in this world to become an immortal!" Jia Yi stopped chasing, but his eyes were full of yearning and desire.
"Is this the immortal in the legend?"
"The Taoist of Fengdu has truly achieved immortality and longevity."
“From now on, he may not be the Taoist priest of Fengdu, nor the True Lord of Fengdu, but the Immortal Lord of Fengdu!”
But no matter how shocked, amazed, and panicked everyone was, none of them was as panicked as Patriarch Tianhe at this moment.
At this moment, he was holding the Juntian pot, but he felt that the wine pot, which originally exuded warmth and tenderness painted by the mountains and seas, was now unusually hot, just like holding a burning charcoal in his hand.
But even if he held a burning charcoal in his palm, he could not move his gaze away from the bright moon. At this moment, he seemed to have been locked onto by the bright moon. He was shivering all over, but could not utter a single word. He had great magical powers, but could not release a single spell.
The moon is so big that you can only feel it when you get close to it. It is like a ten-thousand-meter-high mountain across the sky. The cold moonlight radiates out, spreading out in halos.
And in the moonlight, a Taoist slowly condensed out with the moonlight, with a bright moon in the sky behind him, rotating with his figure and robes.
The figure sat cross-legged in the center, like the eternal sun, moon and stars, standing across the sky. The power swept across tens of millions of meters along with the moonlight, suppressing the magic power of all people under the sky and making it impossible to use them.
He slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze was like the light of a bright moon, shining down on the sea of clouds and falling on the body of the Tianhe Patriarch.
"My fellow Taoist, what do you want to do with my wine jug?"
That terrifying gaze was fixed on him, and light continued to surge all over Tianhe Patriarch's body. He wanted to make a sound to beg for mercy, but in the end, it could only turn into a buzzing sound of air vibrations.
In the end, he couldn't even hold the Juntian Pot and fell directly to the ground from the sky. Seeing the fairy treasure falling, no one dared to step forward to grab it. Many fifth-level cultivators and immortal realm masters who followed to snatch the Juntian Pot didn't even dare to escape at this moment, for fear that any movement would attract the immortal's attention. They could only stand on the clouds in panic.
When Fang Xiu looked down, he saw the Juntian Pot flying back. At the same time, he raised his right hand, and endless divine light condensed, turning into a giant palm that held up the sky and fell down.
The Tianhe Patriarch turned into an ant-like being in the palm of his hand and was pressed into the earth. Numerous Taoist patterns were transmitted along the earth, the ground veins changed accordingly, and the water veins gathered.
The Dharma image of the Tianhe Patriarch broke free of his body and turned into a river hundreds of miles long above the earth, connecting the big river and becoming a branch of the river. The river ran along the barren and desolate mountains, like a water dragon winding for hundreds of miles.
This ability to change the world frightened all the practitioners who felt this scene within thousands of miles in the south and made them tremble in fear. Many people in the counties and counties of the Eastern Highlands only saw a faint light in the sky, and it was not until the next day that they discovered that a large river had suddenly appeared in the mountains not far from their homes.
"The great river nourishes the people on both sides of the river, and it also allows you to cultivate merit. If you can break free, it means that it is time for you to overcome the calamity and become an immortal. If you have this talent and perseverance, you can come to me!"
After completing this step, Fang Xiu no longer paid attention to other practitioners, but directly turned into a bright moon and went up along the thirty-six layers of the Gangtian. Compared to these trivial matters, he had more important and urgent things to do.
From the beginning till now, Fang Xiu's plans and layouts have finally been laid out and are about to enter the most critical stage.
The two moons, one outside the world and one inside the world, overlapped to form a concentric circle. The white light exploded again, but this time it did not illuminate Dongzhou, but covered the entire Shanhai Street.
The light traveled all the way from the Tanggu in the east to the Luoxu in the west. Wherever the light fell and passed, all the creatures in the mountains and seas stopped moving.
The huge fish that jumped out of the sea stopped in mid-air, and the huge waves that rolled up were frozen as they fell. No matter whether it was the strong wind, heavy rain, fallen leaves or everything, everything stopped.
All the people who were watching Fengdu's actions were frozen in time before they could figure out why the bright moon rose into the sky.
No matter they were mortals or cultivators, even those cultivators, demons, and gods who possessed magical powers and could move mountains and seas, all lost all their intuition, and even their souls were frozen.
It was as if the stop button had been pressed on the entire world. Everything was declared to have stopped. No one in the entire world could move except the bright moon in the sky and the owner of the moon.
And the figure in the bright moon looked higher.
His gaze passed through the barriers of the world, the upper realm of the vast cave sky and star palace, and the pinnacle of everything, the heavenly fairy court that governed all living beings, and finally fell on the seven planet-like stars outside of that world.
“Boom!”
The seven stars collapsed violently, and stardust poured into the World Tree madly. The entire World Tree was rolling up the tide and entered the most critical moment.