The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 89: Nest

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“Boom!”

There is another loud noise in the sky.

“Another Heavenly Way has been added? Meow!” Meow Meow looked at the sky in surprise.

Yan Chuan looked at the black-robed man aside, lonely and invincible.

“Thank you, Saint King Chengquan, for not investigating the Dugu family!” Dugu Wudi respectfully said.

The group of people in black robes behind them are all grateful.

“The Dugu family, although it is divided, it is one after all. Now you have the power to contend with Dugu’s breaking the sky, so I don’t need to ask any more. You can deal with it yourself!” Yan Chuan said solemnly.

“Yes! Cough!” Dugu Wudi coughed after answering.

“Are you injured?”

“Oh, it’s okay, before the Heaven’s Path was completed, the minister was defeated by Dugu and broke the sky. After all, he suffered some injuries! After some training, it will be fine!” Dugu Wudi smiled bitterly.

“Hmm!”——

The Dugu Family, the Palace of Nine Swords.

A group of peerless and powerful people from the Dugu family are among the guardians of Dugu Breaking the Heavens.

Dugu Potian sat cross-legged in the hall, adjusting his breath. After ten days, he slowly opened his eyes.

“Patriarch, are you okay?” everyone worried.

“Much better!” Dugu nodded his head.

“But, Patriarch, why on that day? Why did you let them go, the Sky Patching Sword, we may not be able to grab it!” A strong man frowned.

Shaking his head, Dugu Potian said solemnly: “Yan Chuan and his party, you can’t stop it!”

“Why? I’m waiting for nine people, all of them are ancestors and eight heavens!” everyone said anxiously.

“You have been in retreat, and have not listened to the news of the world these years, but you know that Yan Chuan was alone and just ate twelve saints!” Dugu said bitterly.

“What? Eat? Ate twelve saints? This is impossible, where are so many saints?” everyone exclaimed.

“Do you remember the celestial phenomenon not long ago? Dark clouds cover the sky!”

“Did the number of days fluctuate?”

“Yes, from the Great Xingtian Court of the Underworld, Ming Tianhan used the four sages as the guide to force the number of days! Lower the position of the sage, fifteen!” Dugu Potian said in a deep voice.

“Huh?”

“I also just got the news not long ago. The matter is big and I haven’t had time to verify it. However, the news of the Great Qin City in the underworld has proved everything. The fifteen saints were eaten by Yan Chuan and 12 were eaten by Yan Chuan. Lei killed two, only one survived, and Ming Tianhan’s eyes from the sky, for some reason, suddenly disappeared!” Dugu Potian said solemnly.

“Yan Chuan? So powerful?” Everyone’s eyes condensed.

Just when everyone is dignified.

“Boom!”

There was a loud noise in the sky above the Dugu Family, and then, dark clouds covered it. Suddenly, a majestic sky surged straight down.

“What’s the matter?” Everyone changed their faces, and then quickly walked out of the hall.

“Boom!”

The sky was densely covered with dark clouds, and the storm raged for a while.

“Wow!”

The children of the Dugu family suddenly bowed down one by one. An unresistible idea surged into my heart.

“It’s not good, how could this happen?” The faces of a group of peerless powerhouses changed wildly.

However, no one can hold on to it. The endless arrogance of the past seemed to disappear. For a while, everyone suddenly knelt down.

Dugu Potian’s face was so ugly that he knelt down and couldn’t even lift his head.

“How many days?” Dugu Potian’s expression suddenly changed, thinking of a possibility.

“The Patriarch of the Dugu Family, Dugu Potian, pay homage to seniors!” Dugu Potian suddenly shouted.

Among the dark clouds, a voice came slowly: “Dugu, sure enough, there are descendants!”

“Yes, I’m all the children of the Dugu family!” Dugu Potian shouted again.

“Hey! He couldn’t survive the years, and disappeared into reincarnation!” There was a vicissitudes of life in his voice.

“Senior, know our ancestor?” Dugu Potian said in surprise.

“After six months, I will give you the holy throne. Those who are saints should take the world as their own responsibility. The saints, strength, need to pass the nine heavens of the ancestors and immortals, so that they can choose themselves. After six months, the holy throne Coming!” The voice of vicissitudes came.

“Boom!”

The dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and everything was restored as before.

The pressure in everyone’s hearts also dissipated, and the children of the lonely family slowly stood up. The face was full of panic and surprise.

“Holy place? Holy man’s place?” Dugu’s eyes lit up.

“Patriarch, who was that just now?”

“I don’t know, with my ancestor’s Jiuzhongtian cultivation base, in front of his divine mind, there is no resistance at all. This person is too strong, too strong, too strong!” Dugu Potian said in surprise.

“Just a divine mind?”

“Yes, it must be divine mind, not the number of days, but the breath is very similar to the breath of the number of days. I don’t know who it is, but, it seems, the ancestor of my lonely family must have a connection with this person!” Dugu Potian said solemnly.

“A saint? If I become a saint, maybe I will be able to regain the Sky Patching Sword, right?” Dugu broke the sky with a look.

“Go, check it out immediately, Yan Chuan and his party, where did they go!”

“Yes!”——

More than five months later, Yan Chuan and his party arrived in the underworld.

“Ang!”

While the five dragons roared, they shot in one direction.

“Holy King, in three days, we will arrive at Kong’s house!” Bai Qi smiled.

“Hmm!” Yan Chuan nodded.

“Boom!”

Between the heavens and the earth, there is another way of heaven to make up.

“Meow, two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, there is one last one left!” Meow said, looking at the sky.

“The sky is about to be completed, is the last one?” Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

“Yin Hentian, do you know the origin of the number of days?” Yan Chuan looked at Yin Hentian.

Yin Hentian looked at the sky and meditated for a while: “The minister has a little memory. Very few, very few!”

“Oh?”

“In the Third Age, the person in charge of the number of days called’Sui’.” Yin Hentian said solemnly.

“Flint?” Bai Qi’s expression moved.

“The first generation of people in the Great Thousand World who took charge of the number of days was Sui. Later, when he fell, Sui may be resurrected, but Sui can only be resurrected in the Great Thousand World. It is impossible to be here!” Yan Chuan nodded.

“It seems that Sui entered the Great Thousand World from the third division of heaven and earth. It is rumored that the number of days was created by Sui and another person, and that Sui was still that person’s disciple. It was just that the person was missing, the number of days Only let Sui be in charge!” Yin Hentian explained.

“That person? Who?” Bai Qi asked curiously.

In the history of the Great Thousand World, Sui is the first generation of days. The oldest person. Unexpectedly, there is another person here who knows the number of days better.

“The minister doesn’t know much, he only knows one name, he seems to be called’chao’.” Yin Hentian said.

“Nest?” Everyone frowned.

“Between the heavens and the earth, the heavens are restored one by one, perhaps because of the’nest’ promotion!” Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.