Chapter 134 Hua Qiangu Joins Heaven

The Shushan elders looked at Bai Zihua warily. They all sensed that Bai Zihua had ill intentions.

With Bai Zihua's status, what kind of disciple can't he accept?

With Bai Zihua's strength, since he has been rejected, under normal circumstances, he should leave quickly.

But now Bai Zihua not only did not leave, but his face was gloomy.

This Bai Zihua definitely has bad intentions.

As soon as the Shushan Great Elder opened his mouth, the other elders also noticed it.

"Yes, Immortal, my master and I don't have the relationship of master and disciple. Will you leave?"

"What does this mean, Immortal? Why doesn't the Immortal leave yet?"

Seeing the Shushan elders acting so presumptuous, Bai Zihua could no longer bear it.

He decided that he would accept Hua Qiangu as his disciple today.

Bai Zihua spoke angrily, his voice echoing like thunder on the top of Mount Shu: "How dare you! Immortals should not be insulted! I am the number one immortal in the immortal world, and yet you treat me with such contempt?"

His voice was cold and majestic, and every word was like a hammer, striking the hearts of everyone present.

As his anger erupted, an invisible force surged out from Bai Zihua, sweeping across the entire Shu Mountain like a violent storm.

This momentum was so powerful, full of tyranny and majesty, as if it was going to bring the entire Shu Mountain under his control.

The elders of Shushan looked solemn; they felt unprecedented pressure.

This force was like an invisible mountain, pressing them so hard that they could hardly breathe. The disciples were the first to bear the brunt of it, and many of them fell to the ground with their knees weakened under this pressure.

There was a cold light flashing in Bai Zihua's eyes as he glanced at everyone present, as if he wanted to pierce through their souls.

His voice rang out again, full of unquestionable majesty: "Today, I will definitely accept Hua Qiangu as my disciple. If anyone dares to stop me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire Shu Mountain seemed to fall into deathly silence.

Bai Zihua's momentum has reached its peak. He has transformed into a truly high and mighty immortal from the fairy world, looking down on all living beings.

Faced with this powerful momentum, the elders and disciples of Shushan did not dare to make any move.

This is the gap, the gap between heaven and earth.

Although Shushan is known as a famous sect in the world of immortal cultivation, with a long history and unique swordsmanship, it still seems so insignificant in front of Bai Zihua, the supreme immortal in the immortal world.

With his own power alone, he was able to plunge the entire Shu Mountain into silence and depression, as if the power of the entire world was concentrated on him.

However, facing such a powerful Bai Zihua, the elders of Shushan did not retreat.

Although they knew that Bai Zihua's strength was unfathomable, they also understood that the responsibility of protecting Shushan and its disciples was heavier than Mount Tai. They could not easily give up their positions and principles just because the other party was strong.

Hua Qiangu is the leader of their Shushan. Bai Zihua's actions now are tantamount to trampling on the reputation of the entire Shushan.

Bai Zihua's decision to forcibly accept him as a disciple made the Shushan elders feel that he had ulterior motives.

They knew that since the immortal had decided to accept Hua Qiangu as his disciple, he must have some ulterior motive.

They couldn't imagine what fate and challenges Hua Qiangu would face once she was taken away by Bai Zihua.

This is so abnormal.

Even if the Shushan elders don’t know what Bai Zihua’s purpose is?
But they knew that they had to stop Bai Zihua.

Therefore, even though they were facing the pressure from a supreme immortal, they still stood together firmly to protect Shushan and Hua Qiangu.

This is the spirit of Shushan that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Under Bai Zihua's pressure as heavy as a mountain, the Shushan elder finally raised his head. His face was firm and his eyes were shining with an unyielding light.

He suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "Hua Qiangu is the head of our Shushan. Her fate should be controlled by herself. Although the immortals cannot be insulted, we in Shushan are not easily bullied."

As soon as the Great Elder finished speaking, the Second Elder of Shushan also spoke indifferently, his voice revealing a firm determination: "If the Immortal Changliu disregards the wishes of the head of our Shushan Sect and forcibly accepts her as a disciple, then our Shushan disciples will not fear any challenge and swear to defend the dignity of our Shushan to the death."

At this moment, the entire Shushan seemed to be condensed by an invisible force. The long swords behind the three thousand disciples were unsheathed one after another, and the sound of swords rumbling went straight into the sky.

They are disciples of Shushan, they are sword immortals of Shushan, and they have their own pride and beliefs.

The way of sword practice is to strike in the straight line rather than in the curve.

They will not retreat because of the other party's strength, nor will they give up their principles because of fear.

Even if they are facing a giant in the fairy world like Changliu Shangxian, they will stand up straight and face it calmly.

At this moment, Bai Zihua looked at these Shushan disciples and couldn't help but feel a little absurd.

Although these Shushan disciples have only a shallow level of cultivation, their faith and courage are awe-inspiring.

In Bai Zihua's eyes, Shushan's resistance and pride seemed so insignificant. As the leader of the five great immortals in the fairy world and the strongest in the six realms, his dignity and authority cannot be challenged by anyone.

In his view, Shushan’s resistance was like a group of ants provoking a giant elephant. This provocation naturally made him extremely angry.

Bai Zihua was angry, and his anger had exceeded the limits of reason.

At this moment, he no longer considered any long-term plans, nor did he care whether Hua Qiangu was willing or not. He was determined to make Shushan pay the price and let these ants who dared to challenge his authority know how ridiculous and powerless their resistance was.

"Hahahahaha!" Bai Zihua laughed in anger, his voice full of sarcasm and coldness, "Okay! Okay! Okay! Since you're looking for death, I'll grant your wish!"

As his words fell, an even more powerful aura burst out from him, as if to envelop the entire Shu Mountain in his anger.

At this moment, Bai Zihua had made up his mind. He wanted to make Shushan pay the price and let these ants who dared to challenge him know that the real strong ones cannot be offended.

"You will pay the price for your ignorance.

"Bai Zihua's voice was cold and ruthless, like a chill wind from the underworld, making people shudder.

As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked all the disciples of Mount Shu.

A terrifying force surged out from his palm and instantly turned into a sharp sword energy, cutting through the sky and heading straight for the Shushan disciples.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a piercing whistling sound.

The First and Second Elders of Shushan looked solemn upon seeing this; they knew that with their own strength, they could not compete with Bai Zihua.

But they still didn't give up, they stood up.

"As cultivators, why should we fear a battle?"

The elders of Shushan let out a long roar, their voices were passionate and firm, and echoed on the top of Shushan.

Their faces revealed fearless courage and firm belief, as if they wanted to pass this strength on to every disciple present.

"Disciples of Shushan, draw your swords!" Following the orders from the elders, the three thousand disciples of Shushan responded in unison and drew their swords.

For a moment, sword lights flashed, sword energy was everywhere, and the entire Shu Mountain seemed to be shrouded by an invisible force, full of solemnity and majesty.

Although these disciples' cultivation is still shallow, their eyes reveal firmness and determination.

They knew that they would face an unprecedented challenge today, but they also understood that as Shushan sword cultivators, they had their own pride and beliefs.

They would rather fall in battle than cower in fear.

Even if their opponent is the number one immortal in the six realms.

Bai Zihua once again said mockingly: "Ants trying to shake the sky are vulnerable to a single blow."

There was deep disdain and contempt in his words, as if he viewed the resistance of the Shushan people as a trivial farce.

He did not make any unnecessary movements. The powerful attacking force just now seemed to be just the aftermath of his casual wave of the hand, which had already wiped out all the attacks from the Shushan people.

The sword energy dissipated, and the Shushan disciples were repelled one after another. Their sword formations were as fragile as paper in front of Bai Ziming and could not withstand a single blow.

Their sword energy seemed so fragile in front of Bai Zihua's attack that it collapsed at the first touch.

Bai Zihua's random attack was like a violent storm, forcing the Shushan disciples to retreat step by step, with people constantly falling to the ground injured.

Bai Zihua's strength was so powerful that even if all the elders of Shushan joined forces, they could not withstand his attack.

Under Bai Zihua's attack, many Shushan disciples and elders were injured, and the entire Shushan was shrouded in blood and rain.

No matter what, Bai Zihua can now be regarded as the number one person in the six realms.

This was the result of Bai Zihua deliberately holding back. He wanted to accept Hua Qiangu as his disciple and did not want to create an endless hatred between him and Hua Qiangu.

That's why Bai Zihua held back.

Bai Zihua suddenly looked at Hua Qiangu, his eyes flashing with complex light.

He walked over slowly, and every step seemed to step on everyone's heart, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Bai Zihua's voice was cold and ruthless. He looked down at the people in Shushan, and his eyes finally fell on Hua Qiangu. He slowly said, "Hua Qiangu, I will ask you one last time, are you willing to become my disciple?"

His voice echoed over Shu Mountain, and with it a powerful aura that made it hard for everyone to breathe.

There was an unquestionable majesty flashing in his eyes, as if as long as Hua Qiangu nodded, everything would be settled.

But Bai Zihua's words were full of threats: "You better think about your answer."

His meaning was very clear. If Hua Qiangu was willing to take him as her master, then the disciples of Shushan might have a chance of survival; otherwise, no one in Shushan would be spared today.

Hua Qiangu stood in front of everyone. Facing Bai Zihua's powerful pressure, her face was pale but her eyes were unusually firm.

By now, Hua Qiangu has also realized that the Immortal Changliu in the plot definitely has ulterior motives in accepting her as his disciple.

This Immortal Changliu appears to be doing this for the benefit of the people of the world, but no one knows what he really wants in private.

If there was no Zhutian Chat Group, Hua Qiangu would probably have to become Bai Zihua's apprentice in order to protect the disciples of Shushan.

Gradually accept the fate arranged for her by Bai Zihua.

But now Hua Qiangu is not afraid, at least she can join the Heavenly Court.

She took a deep breath and straightened her back. Although her voice was weak, it was very firm: "Bai Zihua, I respect you as a fairy in the fairy world, but I am the head of Shushan. Shushan cannot be insulted lightly."

As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Zihua's face turned gloomy.

He didn't expect that Hua Qiangu would reject him so straightforwardly. He laughed in anger, his voice full of murderous intent: "If that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As Bai Zihua waved his hand, a destructive aura surged out like a torrent, instantly covering the entire Shu Mountain.

The momentum was so powerful that it was suffocating, as if even the air was compressed and unable to flow.

All the disciples and elders in Mount Shu felt the horror of this aura.

Their faces were pale and their eyes were filled with fear and despair.

They knew that Bai Zihua was really determined to kill this time and wanted to wipe out everyone in Shushan without giving them any chance of survival.

"Bai Zihua, you are unworthy of being a supreme immortal in the fairy world, but you are so cruel and ruthless that you want to wipe out my entire Shushan family!"

Hua Qiangu's voice trembled and she looked at Bai Zihua angrily.

Bai Zihua glanced at her coldly, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.

He laughed contemptuously and said, "Hua Qiangu, do you think you can change anything? Today, Shushan will be destroyed. If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. All the people in Shushan are destroyed because of you, Hua Qiangu. You killed them all."

Bai Zihua is very good at changing the concepts and suppressing Hua Qiangu.

Hua Qiangu said coldly, "Bai Zihua, you can't touch my Shushan."

Hua Qiangu did not hesitate at all and announced it directly to the world.

"The Great Dao is above, and the Thick Earth is below. Hua Qiangu, the eighteenth generation leader of Shushan, is willing to lead the Shushan disciples to join the Heavenly Court. Please grant permission from the Emperor of Heaven."

Her voice was clear and firm, as if it had the power to penetrate everything.

As Hua Qiangu's firm and resolute voice rang out, the entire Shu Mountain seemed to be shrouded in a sacred and solemn atmosphere.

Afterwards, a vast and majestic voice descended from the endless primitive world. It penetrated through layers of space and finally landed on Mount Shu.

The voice was full of majesty and solemnity, as if it came from the supreme ruler between heaven and earth.

"Accurate." Just a simple word, but it seemed to contain endless will and power.

As this word fell, the entire Shu Mountain seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious power, which was a kind of protection and blessing from heaven.

Under this majestic and supreme voice, the attack that Bai Zihua had just launched seemed to be instantly smoothed out by an invisible hand and disappeared without a trace.

His brows were furrowed, and his face showed an unprecedented alertness.

"Heaven, what is that?"

Bai Zihua muttered to himself, looking at Hua Qiangu with sharp eyes, trying to find the answer from her face.

An ominous feeling welled up in his heart.

"Could it be that Hua Qiangu contacted the gods?" Bai Zihua's doubts grew more and more serious.

Who can Hua Qiangu turn to for help now?

Could it be the gods?
But didn’t all the gods perish?
(End of this chapter)