Chapter 200 Heaven's Calculation

"He is very young.☞♦  ♦♦"

These four words lingered in everyone's ears, and everyone's eyes involuntarily looked at the younger generation present.

The Holy Son of the Holy Dao Palace, Tang Yan of the Tang Sect, Wei Kuang of the Southern Territory, Ling Ran of Baituo Mountain, and Han Xu of the Northern Territory.

If nothing unexpected happens, the person who should be robbed mentioned by the high priest should be among these people.

Otherwise, they would not appear here so coincidentally.

The title of the person who should be robbed appeared once a long time ago.

The last person who should be robbed was the founding emperor of the Dawu Dynasty.

Back then, it was that proud son of heaven who started the war on the continent, ruined all the luck of the previous dynasty, and established today's Dawu Dynasty on the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Today, the world is unified, there is no large-scale war, people live and work in peace, and even the martial arts have ushered in unprecedented prosperity.

The people of the world are very satisfied with this peaceful state. No one wants the war to start again and the people to suffer. Therefore, no one wants to see this person who is destined to be robbed.

If there is such a person, he may become the common enemy of the world.

The King of Wei also became nervous. Although he did not like the Wushen Cult, he also knew that the high priest would never joke about the calculation of the sky, let alone use this matter to kill people with a borrowed knife.

So since he said so, the person who is destined to be robbed must exist.

As the Lord of the Southern Territory, once the person who is destined to be robbed is found here, he will have no choice but to do it.

If it is someone else, it is okay, but what if it is Wei Kuang or Han Xu?

How should he deal with it?

The King of Wei did not know, so he could only take it one step at a time.

Others, like the King of Wei, speculated who is the person who is destined to be robbed.

"Master, who do you think is who?" Qing'er asked in a low voice.

"I don't have the leisure to care about who is the person who is destined to be robbed, as long as it is not me." Han Xu honestly expressed his thoughts.

As he spoke, the high priest had already walked to the altar.

He put on a mask with a hideous pattern, like an evil ghost.

After putting on the mask, the high priest's aura suddenly began to rise, as if he had merged with the pulse of heaven and earth.

"The high priest has indeed entered the realm of unity between heaven and man!" Many people present exclaimed.

When the high priest's aura rose to its peak, layers of dark clouds suddenly appeared in the clear sky without a single cloud, and the wind blew violently around, and the light dimmed.

The high priest began to recite some mysterious language that others could not understand, and flames suddenly rose and burned on the eight stone pillars around the altar.

In addition to the area around the altar, everyone found that the space around the top of the mountain began to rotate and twist.

They seemed to be brought into another world. Qing'er and Yingying held Han Xu's hands tightly. They had never seen such a strange scene before, and they felt dizzy. Only by holding Han Xu's hand could they feel at ease.

"Don't be afraid." Han Xu comforted the two.

"This is the legendary great prophecy!" Yan Si, beside Han Xu, also exclaimed. He was born in the underworld, and he knew more about these things in the underworld than Han Xu.

So, when he saw this famous great prophecy with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Han Xu whispered: "Don't forget your identity."

Hearing Han Xu's words, Yan Si immediately calmed down a lot.

"General Han, do you think His Majesty has expected it, so he asked us to come to the southern border. In fact, our mission is to be the person who responds to the disaster?"

Han Xu did not answer. He couldn't tell Yan Si that he was actually here to get credit and gild himself. Even if he did nothing on this trip, after returning, there would be a censor to draw up a merit book for the Emperor Wu to reward according to his merits.

"It's rare to see the heaven's calculation, let's see it first."

At this time, the high priest was shining all over, like the brightest star in this dark world.

Then, he suddenly looked up to the sky and howled, took out a bone dagger, cut his wrist with one knife, and blood spilled into the sky.

But strangely, the blood did not fall to the ground, but flew up to the sky and the sky.

At the same time, a beam of light rose from the body of the high priest and shot directly through the sky.

The spiritual power turned into silk threads and went up along the light column. These spiritual powers were clearly the high priest's own spiritual power.

"What is he doing?" Many people were puzzled.

Yang Xiu looked at the figure of the high priest with open arms with a sad expression and said, "He is sacrificing himself."

"Sacrificing himself?"

"Yes, Tiansuan is actually communicating with the witch god in the sky, but mortals who want to communicate with the gods need to pay a huge price."

"This price is that the strong man in the state of unity of heaven and man uses himself as a sacrifice and uses all his strength as the price to open the channel connecting heaven and earth."

"Are there really gods in this world?" Ling Ran asked.

Yang Xiu said confidently: "Of course there is, at least, the witch god is a real god."

The scene here on the altar was clearly transmitted, and even those who could not enter the mountain saw everything.

In the crowd, two people, one tall and one short, looked different from other devout believers.

"Do you think the Holy Son will be the one who will be robbed?"

"Besides the Holy Son, who else is qualified?"

"If it is really the Holy Son, I am afraid it will be difficult to take him away safely, after all, King Wei is also here."

"When the time comes, I will go to contain King Wei, and you are good at escaping, and you will be responsible for taking the Holy Son back to the palace. I believe the Palace Master has made perfect arrangements."

At this time, the scene changed. After the high priest's spiritual power sank into the sky, the dark clouds rolled near the light column, and a terrible huge vortex was formed. Because the clouds were very thick, the vortex seemed to be above everyone's head, and the oppression was extremely strong.

In the vortex, lightning and thunder flashed. At the end of the vortex, a majestic and boundless divine gate could be vaguely seen, but the divine gate was tightly closed. No matter how much spiritual power the high priest injected, there was still no change.

The high priest's breath was already very weak, and his hunched body seemed to fall down at any time.

His spiritual power had been almost drained.

However, he was unwilling to give up.

His persistence was not to calculate who was the one who should be robbed, but to see the belief in his heart, the witch god.

Seeing this, Yang Xiu said, "High Priest, give up. Maybe Lord Wushen doesn't want to see us."

"I have served Lord Wushen for my whole life. How could Lord Wushen refuse to see me? It's impossible!"

"It must be that the power of my sacrifice is not enough!"

"Since my power alone is not enough, then use the power of the entire Wushen Religion."

After saying this, the High Priest's eyes shone with a terrible and resolute light. He formed seals with his hands, and the earth began to shake. Countless rocks on the mountain collapsed, and the spiritual energy of the entire Wushen Mountain gathered here.

The flowers, plants and trees on the mountain withered in an instant. The holy mountain, which was originally full of spiritual energy, became lifeless in an instant.

Even outside the mountain, the huge protective formation collapsed because it lost the support of spiritual energy, and people could enter and exit at will.

After a brief shock, those devout believers rushed to the holy mountain like a tide.

Because, after such a huge spiritual energy sacrifice, the majestic gate in the sky finally opened a gap.

An ancient aura emanated from the door, shocking the soul.

The high priest said to the sky: "Please welcome the Lord Wushen!"

I worked overtime until eleven last night and went home. I was so tired that I felt like I had a heat stroke, so I went straight to sleep. I got up early this morning to code and finish one chapter first.