Red Heart Patrols the Sky

She thought she understood now, who had discovered her, and why Yuan Mengji suddenly looked under the bed. There must be some connection she hadn’t noticed.

Then what about that Chai Asi... and the Peaceful Ghost Messenger beside him, what is their relationship?

Chai Asi, who was being watched, felt his emotions churning.

When he saw that mirror, he jumped in shock.

Instinctively, he felt around his chest, and then he breathed a sigh of relief... fortunately, the treasure mirror was still there.

Although it’s said that divine artifacts naturally conceal themselves, appearing too ordinary isn’t good either. It’s too easy to be misunderstood!

With his cultivation, he couldn’t see it—the net, destined, cast down by the monk in green from above!

Zhu Lanruo made her move!

The instant kill of Yang Yu by the little monk from Mount Sumeru was indeed stunning.

But of course, she wouldn’t be slower to react than Shujia Lan and Lingxihua, and she purposely delayed to make it just right.

She opened this net in the direction of escape that the little monk from Mount Sumeru would inevitably choose, waiting to capture him once touched.

This net used Immortal Spring Water as the rope and Cause and Effect as the knot. Once entangled, the Cause and Effect remain unyielding, and the Deity must fall into decay.

But just when this destined net was about to unfold its fated destiny, that monk in green plummeted like an eagle with broken wings... just barely avoiding the giant net manifested from the firmament!

Zhu Lanruo frowned. My prediction... was preempted?

Meanwhile, Jiang Wang had just escaped and returned, descending from the high heavens to the mountainside—thud!

With a red line of fire flowing through his body, a long frost wind unfurled, the light of Tianfu flickered, and with one sword, he fought to kill Shujia Lan’s Heavenly Spirit.

At this moment, Beyond the Heavens, Wu Xie’s Star Tower could not be used either.

But this didn’t affect his Tao Path Killing Sword, which was still capable of bringing catastrophic disaster to his opponent.

This was the second style of his True Self Dao Sword, Neither I Nor Other.

One sword pressed down, like a thousand mountains suddenly sinking.

The terrifying pressure fell directly upon the soul of Shujia Lan.

It seemed as though countless members of the Demon clan were pointing at him and cursing, with his fellow brothers turning against him.

You traitor to the Buddha, you seed of evil, you’d be better off as a dog on Ancient Nan Mountain!

All grievances boil down to one question—

Can you endure the censure of the world?

At first glance, this monk from Mount Sumeru in green, it seemed like he never intended to escape from the start, after ambushing and killing Yang Yu, he was set on killing Shujia Lan too!

Such a terrifying sword, even Lingxihua could only sense its Sword Intent from afar, his eyes cracking with blood marks.

And Shujia Lan, who had been upset at losing sight of his enemy, was rising high to pursue, yet just happened to face this returning sword!

His bare, muscular torso swelling into a figure of the Buddha, under this terrifying pressure, gritting his steel teeth, refusing to budge an inch.

Instead, he shouted "Zha" and only used his flesh palm like a steel blade, viciously slashing toward his enemy’s neck!

He didn’t believe it, could even a single Human Race deity overturn the heavens among so many Demon King prodigies on the scene, even if not united?

It’s all about exchanging injury for injury, life for life.

As the palm blade cut out, he roared with grim determination: "The monk of Ancient Nan Mountain is dead, the monk of the Black Lotus Temple is hurt, can you monks of Mount Sumeru be hurt? Can you die?!"

He didn’t know why, but he seemed to sense a brief astonishment in the other’s gaze, likely intimidated by his death-defying courage?

But what shocked Shujia Lan the most, was that sword... it missed.

The sweeping, awe-inspiring sword by the monk in green, passed right by him, off by a ludicrous amount.

Could the true heir little monk from Mount Sumeru, who instant killed Yang Yu, really slash the air with one sword?

Shujia Lan turned around abruptly, only to see the monk in green with unstoppable force, landing a sword on the mountain platform, slicing through the fur-covered palm of the great ape’s Divine Appearance, landing on the Bronze Cauldron...

The sparks from the collision of longsword and cauldron’s ear were infused with a wisp of crimson, immersed with powerful Sword Intent, falling on the ember in the depths of ash.

Boom!

The Heaven Demon Dharma Altar was ignited!

Ignited by what?

By the Samadhi True Fire, by the embers of a Heavenly Demon seed!

What is the Heaven Demon Dharma Altar?

The Demon clan once relied on it to open the Chaotic World, illuminating the light of civilization.

What kind of existence is God Arrives Wang Yu Zhen?

He once traversed the Chaos Sea.

What lies beyond the Shenxiao World?

Jiang Wang didn’t know, but beyond this world, there must be a Chaos Sea too.

Then when the Heaven Demon Dharma Altar is ignited again, could it carve a brief path from the Chaos Sea?

With the Knowledge and Hearing Bell in hand, could it detect the World Honored One’s homecoming journey of the past?

This Heaven Demon Dharma Altar burning in the Shenxiao World, would it respond to Wang Yu Zhen’s past layout in the mortal world?

Furthermore, could the anomaly in the Chaos Sea draw the attention of the Human Race powerhouses? The Human Race has blocked the Demon clan for so many years, they could not ignore the Chaos Sea!

Originally there was no hope, yet he came to create hope.

This was the first road he envisioned for his homecoming—

The sky drum boomed, humanity sparked bright!