Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 769: 123. Did the Monkey Come to Steal Your Peaches This Year?

Translator: 549690339

“Xia Ji!” Miao Miao shouted.

But the man could no longer hear her.

He did not attack the White Eagle again. Perhaps in his eyes, the White Eagle was never a match for him. If he acknowledged such an opponent, would he also acknowledge himself as such a person?

The loneliness of the strong was not only because they had no friends, but also because they had no opponents.

Therefore, Xia Ji had been very calm throughout his entire journey. To him, all these experiments were just done in passing.

This included the White Eagle, who had suddenly become much stronger and could use the power of heaven and earth.

The torrential rain, lightning, and thunder, the might of heaven and earth had reached such a level.

Boom ~~~

The wind and rain transformed into a violent giant fist!

Chi ~~~

The lightning turned into a sharp electric gun!

Wind, rain, lightning, and thunder bombarded Xia Ji from all directions.

However, there were layers and layers of Dharma Shields that swirled around and shattered.

Amidst the shattering, there was also new life. All things withered and flourished, just like reincarnation.

Xia Ji raised his fingers and a drop of rain fell on his palm.

A world in a flower.

It was because you smelled the fragrance of flowers, saw the growth of flowers, saw the cycle of life, and then saw the mysteries of the universe. You were deeply devoted, boundless, and soul-stirring.

However, if you denied your past self because of this and lost yourself because of this vastness, then you would only be a speck of dust in this world.

At this moment, Xia Ji felt as if he had been separated from this dimension. He could feel the cold raindrops smashing into his palm like meteors that could destroy the world. Ripples were stirred up, and when the ripples dissipated, the ground was covered with white flowers that had been splashed by the rain.

He seemed to have forgotten that the White Eagle was still in the sky, and he shouted, ” Foolish mortal! ”

He had also forgotten that he had to make a decision. As long as he obtained the power of the Faceless Golden Emperor Statue, he could win this war and obtain greater power.

But …

He no longer had this war in his heart.

His world was extremely quiet. The White Eagle was no longer there.

He sat cross-legged in the thunderstorm and put his palms together.

Behind him, the ten million elephants were as still as ten million flowers blooming. The ten million flowers then turned into a thousand elephants. The elephants were extremely mysterious. They gathered again and formed three fish that were swimming happily.

The three fish merged into one again, gradually turning into an indescribable charm.

Even though he was being attacked, even though those attacks would slow down the speed at which he condensed the aura, he still did all of this.

This was his Dao.

Dao can be said, but it cannot be said.

It was wonderful beyond words.

Without saying a word.

Only great luck, great perseverance, great wisdom, great persistence, and after experiencing all kinds of changes, but still not changing, could one obtain such great enlightenment.

Miao Miao looked at the man outside the carriage. His black hair was caught in the rain, and the pressure of heaven and earth was on him. However, he was sitting quietly with his eyes closed in such an environment. The aura around him became more and more mysterious, as if it was primordial chaos.

No, that might be an aura that was even more ancient than the Connate Chaos.

What was ancient?

To humans, it was an infinite amount of time, the first breath of the universe’s river of time.

Miao Miao looked at him, then at the faceless golden emperor on the passenger seat. She suddenly let out a long sigh of relief.

She closed her eyes as if she was hesitating and making a decision.

Finally, she made up her mind. She opened her eyes and shook her head with a complicated expression.

At this moment, the expression on her pretty face had completely changed. It was an immortal aura that did not belong to the mortal world.

She pushed open the car door, picked up an umbrella, and walked into the rain.

Da …

The moment her high heels stepped on the rain…

Surging golden light waves spread out from her body.

She strode forward with her long legs, each step giving birth to a golden lotus.

When she was behind Xia Ji, she chuckled and murmured, “”Since you’ve already thanked me, I’ll naturally shelter you from the wind and rain and help you on your way.”

As she spoke, she opened the umbrella.

When the umbrella was opened, it truly blocked the fist that filled the sky with wind and rain, and the lightning spear that filled the sky with lightning. No matter how many stormy waves were outside, they had all returned to nothingness here.

The White Eagle suddenly realized that he couldn’t see the ground clearly. All of his attacks were like a drop in the ocean, unable to cause even a splash.

After a long time…

Just as he was feeling bewildered, he heard footsteps again.

The sound of footsteps came from afar. A golden figure had just appeared on the horizon and was already in front of him.

A faint, suppressed female voice entered his ears.

“You can leave now. There’s nothing else for you to do here.”

The white eagle suddenly froze. He had already recognized this voice. This was the mysterious woman who had given him the statue of the Nine Heavenly Maiden. He wanted to see what this woman looked like, but all he saw was…A dazzling galaxy that made his brain swell.

He didn’t dare to pry any further, but hurriedly and respectfully replied,”Yes.” Then, he left in a hurry. However, he didn’t walk far before the Nine Heavenly Maiden statue in his arms completely shattered.

The White Eagle was stunned. His heart was agitated and he almost collapsed. It was fine if he had never tasted the taste of a god, but now…

A moment ago, he had been overjoyed, but now, he was filled with great sorrow. As he rose and fell, the white-haired man seemed to have lost his soul as he walked in the rain.

It was as if he had lost his soul without the statue.

The golden light coming from afar was the mysterious woman who had given the statue to the White Eagle.

And this woman…It was Little Su.

Little Su stood next to Miao Miao. She glanced at Xia Ji, who was sitting cross-legged, and her eyes revealed a complicated expression, followed by shock.