Chapter 1868: Creation Has Spirit

In the sky, brilliance continued to fall, and figures appeared one after another.

They stood above the square and looked down on all sides.

Everyone is exuding a shocking divine brilliance, like a round of bright stars, lying across the sky.

Each of them is the descendant of the oldest and most powerful Taoist tradition. They are born with a prominent status and are above this continent.

They are the eldest sons of Thirty-three Heavens!

They are not necessarily young, some may be hundreds of years old and are classified as the younger generation, but without exception, they are all extremely powerful and their strength is unfathomable.

Several of the younger ones are even known as the Young Supremes and are famous all over the world.

"Fifteen!"

Tang Hao raised his head and counted them, slightly stunned.

There are only thirty-three eldest princes in total, and fifteen of them have arrived at this moment. Even if they are just avatars, this is astonishing enough.

"Master Taixu..."

"Master Divine Curse..."

"And Mr. Suzaku..."

Tang Hao's eyes glanced back and forth at these people.

Among these young masters, these are the youngest and most famous, and are well known to everyone.

"It's a bit awesome!"

Tang Hao looked it over and thought to himself.

He had no way of knowing the actual strength of these people, but with just one clone, with such momentum, the original body must be even more powerful, and even he was not sure of victory.

"As expected of the heirs of Thirty-Three Heavens, Ye Jiuxuan, Liu Heihu and his like are still far behind compared to them. However, if we look at talent alone, Ye Jiuxuan and his like are probably not bad either. What is worse is their orthodoxy. Inheritance.”

Soon, Tang Hao had a clearer understanding of the strength of these young geniuses.

Mr. Taixu and his ilk are the first echelon, with strong talents and profound backgrounds. They are the figures who stand at the top of the pyramid of the younger generation.

And Ye Jiuxuan, whom he met before,

The monsters of the Jiang clan, plus captains Chi Xuan and Liu Heihu, are considered the second echelon. Their talents are equally powerful, but their backgrounds are inferior. Compared with the first echelon, this group has much more people.

Next, there are the Holy Sons of various races, which are considered the third echelon and are numerous in number.

If placed in one wasteland or one place, these are all geniuses and can dominate one area, but if placed in the entire Pangea Continent, it would be nothing.

"What level am I at now?"

Tang Hao made a quick assessment and couldn't help but frown.

With his current strength, he may not be as good as Master Taixu, but compared to Ye Jiuxuan and others, he is on a higher level, that is, between the first echelon and the second echelon, neither above nor below. .

"It's still not enough!"

Tang Hao sighed secretly.

However, he is not upset. These people are the heirs of the most powerful and ancient Taoism in the world. They have stood at the top since they were born. But he was only a monk halfway, and he was born in a planet that has long since declined. .

Along the way, it is not easy to climb to this height.

Besides, now that he is here alone, many of his trump cards have been left in the lower realm, such as the Yuan Fei clone. If he wants to confront these masters of the heavens in the future, he will have to recall the clone.

After thinking for a moment, Tang Hao gathered his mind, turned his attention to the door of creation, and waited patiently.

After a while, another stream of brilliance fell from the main peak.

"Headmaster is here!"

The crowd was immediately in an uproar.

"Welcome Master!"

Then, everyone in the square bowed and called out.

It was the leader of the Creation Sect and the other elders in the sect who came.

"Creation Son!"

Tang Hao raised his head and glanced at it.

The headmaster of the Creation Sect has always inherited the title of Creation Son, and now this one is also the same. However, compared to the previous Creation Sons, this one is much weaker. The strength of the Six Tribulations is really a bit shabby.

"You are Welcome!"

Creation Son fell down, rolled up his sleeves and robe, and shouted.

He has a white beard and white hair. He looks about seventy years old. He has a skinny face and a dull look in his eyes. His whole person has a cold and indifferent temperament.

He glanced around and frowned slightly when he saw the princes of the heavens.

But soon, he returned to normal and shouted in all directions: "Everyone, it's the time of the annual grand ceremony, and our door of creation is about to open again. No matter where you come from, our door of creation welcomes you."

"However, as the saying goes, nature has a spirit. Whether you can get anything from this ceremony depends on your own creation!"

"Thank you, Master of Creation Sect!"

The eldest son spoke politely.

Creationzi smiled, turned around, raised his hand, and revealed a ring.

That is the token of the leader of the Creation Gate, and it is also the treasure that opens the Creation Gate.

Under his urging, the ring burst out with a shocking brilliance, and the huge stone door also trembled. Suddenly, with a bang, the stone door trembled and cracked from the middle, and a brilliant light burst out from inside. Brilliance.

"It's so dazzling!"

There were exclamations from all directions, and everyone covered their eyes.

Tang Hao was also shaken. He squinted his eyes, trying to penetrate the crack and see clearly what was going on inside the door.

However, no matter how hard he stared, the scene inside the door was hazy and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"The door of creation has been opened! The ceremony has officially begun. All disciples please come forward in an orderly manner and sacrifice treasures!"

Creationzi shouted.

"gone!"

The disciples in the square lined up and rushed towards the door.

The foreign disciples rushed forward, followed by the formal disciples, and the handymen like Tang Hao followed at the back.

On the other hand, those people in the air stood quietly, seemingly in no hurry at all.

"My ancestors and sects are above me. You must bless me, my disciple, with good luck and great blessings."

"Ancestor, you must protect your disciples. If your disciples gain fortune, they will definitely serve the sect and restore our fortune tradition!"

Many disciples put their hands together and prayed constantly.

Even Gao Dayong and others were like this. They even closed their eyes and were extremely pious.

"Is it useful?"

Tang Hao said curiously.

"Hi! Of course it works. As the saying goes, creation has spirit. Our door of creation also has spirit. Praying a few words is definitely better than not praying at all!" Gao Dayong opened his eyes and said.

After Tang Hao heard this, he immediately laughed.

"Hey! Don't believe it, let me tell you, this Gate of Creation is really mysterious and spiritual. Generally speaking, the treasures invested are about the same. The disciples of our sect are just luckier than those foreign disciples and can get more. A good treasure.”

Gao Dayong said.

"real?"

Tang Hao was startled.

"Of course!" Gao Dayong slapped his chest and vowed.

"It's interesting!"

Tang Hao rubbed his chin, with a hint of thinking in his eyes.