Countless lightning flashes fell from the dark clouds and entered Bai Zao's body.

This is a process, a process of advent.

Three months in a row should have tried to interrupt the process, but she didn't.

She just quietly looked at Bai Zao under the clouds, with no warning or disgust in her eyes, only pity and love.

After the ascension failed, she used the spring silkworm to transform into butterflies to be reborn through tribulations and felt even more urgent, so she began to look for successors in the world very early. Luo Huainan, Tonglu, Tongyan, He Zhan, the young genius disciples who participated in the plum club that year were all her subjects of investigation. Bai Zao was the focus of her observation, but Bai Zao was born with innate deficiencies and was too weak at that time. She felt that the child could not bear such heavy pressure, so she turned her attention to Zhao Layue and went to the plum club specifically.

In any aspect, Zhao Layue was perfect. The problem was that she actually went to Shenmo Peak and became Jingyang's reincarnation disciple. After hearing this news, Sanyue knew that she would not become her successor, let alone that she later knew that Jing Jiu was Jingyang, so she had no idea about this.

It just so happened that Bai Zao returned from the snow field, and all the hidden diseases in her body were eliminated. Her strong will was fully reflected under her weak appearance. Naturally, she chose her without hesitation during the winter. Bai Zao did not disappoint her. When she was sleeping, she arranged the West Sea situation with her childish face, which almost killed Taiping Zhenren.

Yes, she and Bai Zao have no name as master and apprentice.

When Bai Zao went to Shuiyue Temple to visit her these years, she had been sleeping. After careful calculation, they had never met many times. But whether it was the concept, means or ideas, they were the real masters and apprentices. She regarded Bai Zao as her true successor.

Such a cute and sensible little girl has become like this now because of the Zhongzhou school and the Bai family's plans and ambitions.

How can I not feel sorry for three months?

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Accompanied by the rumbling thunder, countless lightning bolts entered Bai Zao's body.

Even if it is a great object in the Tongtian Realm, facing this kind of bombardment like a heavenly tribulation, he may die on the spot.

But she closed her eyes and still slept very sweetly.

I don’t know how long it took, but the lightning finally stopped, the clouds returned to calm, looking like a thick gray felt that covered the entire sky.

She woke up, opened her eyes and looked at the imperial city below, Chaoge City and even the entire Chaotian Continent.

Her eyes were not absolutely ruthless, but her emotions were extremely indifferent. For example, the extremely faint nostalgia would disappear without a trace when blown by the wind.

This indifference is not water, but wind, and it has a sense of condescendingness that transcends the entire world, like a god overlooking the world.

"You are not bad, do you know why you can't ascend to enlightenment yet?"

She stood in the sky and looked at Lian Sanyue and said calmly: "Because your fighting spirit is too strong, you must know that heaven and man should be connected, not to fight."

Her voice sounds very nice, like a spring or silk and bamboo, but it is even more vulgar, like a fairy music.

Such a moving and wonderful sound is like thunder in the ears of ordinary people, which is extremely terrifying.

The eunuchs and maids behind the palace wall covered their ears and fainted one after another. The ministers in the hall and the Divine Guards outside the city wall also felt dizzy and could not stand firm.

A bitter boat from a vegetarian retreated several miles outside the imperial city, and the lotus cloud further south also faded a lot, and the other sects were even more shocked to escape from afar.

Just a casual and soft voice is unbearable. Even a strong man of Zenzi and Bu Qiuxiao needs to be stretched far away, which shows that her aura is too strong and has become stronger than the realm of the world.

People looked at the figure like black dots at the sky and were shocked to think of a possibility. Could it be that it was not Bai Zao, but... an immortal?

A saint has appeared for thousands of years, which is a common proverb from Chaotian Continent.

The saint here does not refer to a vegetarian, but to the ascenator.

Those practitioners who ascend to the great way are immortals.

There was once a legendary story about immortals returning to the human world in Chaotian Continent, but no one has ever seen it with his own eyes.

But if this happened to Zhongzhou School, it seems likely.

The ascenator a thousand years ago was the White Blade Immortal from the Zhongzhou Sect. Before she left, she left several immortal talismans for Yunmeng Mountain. Those immortal talismans once suppressed the Emperor of the Underworld and killed the true man Liu Ci. So what's so strange about bringing her back?

Tan Zhenren said that Sanyue is the strongest person in Chaotian Continent, but if the White Blade Immortal really comes back... Even if she only comes back with a wisp of spiritual consciousness, it is not something that people in this world can resist. Even if everyone in this world adds up, they can't resist it!

A sense of awe and shock from the heart made everyone in Chaoge City kneel down.

Just like when Xue Ji walked through the deep passage of the Sword Prison, the evil demons and monsters in the prison rooms on both sides had to kneel down.

This is the difference in the level of life, this is the fear that comes from the deepest part of life, and this is the real crushing.

Everyone knelt down to the woman in white in the sky. Behind the palace wall, the divine crossbow arrows in the city wall slowly lowered their heads and did not dare to point at her. The assassin of the Bulao Lin who was on standby in Chaoge and the roller blinds hiding in the dark felt the pressure in the sky, and did not dare to look up. They knelt directly on the ground, trembling all over.

Concubine Hu stood in the passage between the side hall and the main hall, her fingers tightly clenched the lattice on the door, her knuckles were pale, her face became paler, she was already limp to the ground, her eyes were full of fear.

Apiao kept floating around the beams and pillars above the side hall. Her leaves-like bangs were wet with sweat, and they were messy. The variegated light emitted from her little face indicated that she was in a mess and extremely scared.

The White Blade Immortal returned to Chaotian Continent.

All the seas are quiet, the world is silent, and all the people are bowing down.

But there are always a few people who don’t kneel.

In the restaurant in Chaoge City, Yin San raised his teacup and sent it to his lips to drink it lightly. He looked at the fairy in white in the sky and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Qing'er hid behind him, only dared to reveal her eyes, looking at the sky, her eyes full of fear. She has lived in Yunmeng Mountain for tens of thousands of years, and watched with her own eyes as Bai Jian went from a baby who learned to a genius who was talented to shock the world, and eventually became a continent Tianjiao, and then ascended to become an immortal... She knew more about the power and terror of Bai Jian than anyone else, let alone Bai Jian has ascended to become an immortal now, and she is even more powerful than before, thousands or ten thousand times stronger?

She noticed that Yin San really had no fear, and was not pretending, and shouted incomprehensible: "That's an immortal! A real immortal!"

Yin San raised his glass and pointed at the woman in white in the sky, and said calmly: "Immortal... I will be called an immortal when I go out. Now I'm back. Where are the people from your immortal?"

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Ping Yongjia did not kneel because he had no idea what had happened, otherwise he would have been too shocked. He was greatly influenced by Zhuo Rusui and Yuanqu in this regard.

He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the stone steps, desperately repelling the sword energy, forcing every sword intent in his body out.

The breeze blew his clothes, bringing up those invisible but qualitative sword intents, and drifted towards the morning light like catkins.

Jing Jiu stood in the morning light, so naturally he did not kneel.

He quietly looked at the woman in white in the sky, looking at her eyes, as if he wanted to see the deepest part.

Countless subtle but extremely pure sword intents floated out of the morning light, and were instantly swallowed and dissolved by the circular apertures. The Three Months of Good Night's Dao Method was indeed powerful, but it still couldn't stop. There were always two or three sword intents that became fish that had escaped, because there were too many sword intents floating over.

The morning light has been broken for two or three threads.

If all of them are broken, Jing Jiu will get out of trouble. At that time, he will try to see if he can kill the immortal.

He had never seen the White Blade. The encounter after ascension was a sneak attack, but he knew how powerful the immortal was. When he ascended in his previous life, he might have the power of a battle. No one in Chaotian Continent is her opponent, even if it is only her wisp of immortal consciousness, or a clone.

And even if he could kill Bai Bian's clone, Bai Zao, who was possessed by her, would definitely die together. But if he had the chance, he would still try to kill the other party. This was not bravery or fearless, nor was it cruel and ruthless, it was just something that had to be done, otherwise all of them would die today.

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Of course, Sanyue didn't kneel down. She looked at Bai Zao in the sky quietly, with no pity in her eyes, only absolute peace, just like her voice.

"It's right or wrong, let's talk about it after you've beaten."

After saying this, she flew up from the square and broke through the air. Her dress was light and she entered the gray clouds in a few breaths.

The moment she disappeared in the dark clouds, the White Blade Immortal also disappeared from the spot and went to a higher place.

Three months and the White Blade Immortal were separated by dozens of miles apart, looking at each other from afar.

This is the virtual realm, without wind or sound, because there is no air.

Their fluctuations will be much smaller when they fight here, and the damage they will suffer from Chaotian Continent will be much lighter.

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The passage in the clouds was quickly filled with refilling, and people could no longer see those pictures. Even if some strong practitioners can go to the virtual realm to watch the battle, who dares to go?

Countless people walked out from behind the palace walls, from various halls, from boat tents, and looked up at the sky with their heads, like geese waiting to be fed.

The clouds were suddenly illuminated, and the light should have come from higher places, but no one knew what was going on there.

Suddenly, an extremely thin line emerged from the clouds and then suddenly broke.

A figure fell down at high speed like a meteor, for three consecutive months.

The sky was full of rumbling sounds, which were the explosion caused by objects hitting the air at high speed.

People hid in horror.

The rebooted imperial city formation was easily penetrated.

The meteor landed on the square.

Countless cracks appeared on the hard bluestone, like spider webs.

He fell in the center of the spider web for three months, without any movement.
Chapter completed!