Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

"This is impossible!"

The Prophet Saint Emperor's face changed wildly, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief.

The power of the formation that came from nowhere actually blocked the pulling force of the Immortal Gate. This was just like a dream, and it was unbelievable.

That was the Immortal Gate, one of the most mysterious existences in ancient and modern times.

Although the power that the Prophet Saint Emperor could mobilize was less than one ten-thousandth of the Immortal Gate, in his opinion, no one in the world could resist it.

But now...

"Damn Wanyu Taoist, it must be this variable that caused trouble again."

The Prophet Saint Emperor looked at Zhao Mu with eyes as red as blood, as if he was looking at the murderer of his father.

Since this variable appeared, every time he wanted to do something, it seemed to be obstructed and destroyed, which was extremely hateful.

"No, although I have experienced countless cycles and know many secrets of the world."

"But there are only a few of those secrets that can be used to design a plan to kill the gods in the world. Every time I use them, there will be fewer."

"Besides, I have already failed to ambush Daoyuan once. If I fail again this time, it will be more difficult to ambush Daoyuan next time."

"And the gods in the world are too powerful. In theory, I can ambush Daoyuan countless times, but in fact, as long as he catches me once, I will die without a burial place."

"So no matter what, today is the best time for me to kill Daoyuan, and I must not miss it."

"And the Taoist Wanyu is the same. This variable is too harmful to me. If I can't kill him today and let him continue to cooperate with Daoyuan, maybe I will really die next time."

Thinking of this, the Prophet Saint Emperor gritted his teeth and urged the prison shadow behind him again.

Huh...

A strange sound came from the shadow, and the prison shadow flickered, as if it was about to disappear.

The Prophet Saint Emperor's face changed, but he gritted his teeth and did not stop.

Although he used some special means to influence the Immortal Gate and achieve the goal of killing powerful enemies for himself.

But the mysterious existence of the Immortal Gate is of course not so easy to control.

Being able to use some of the power of the Immortal Gate is already the limit of the Prophet Saint Emperor, but if he uses too much power, he may lose control of the Immortal Gate, or even be counterattacked by the Immortal Gate.

But at this moment, the Prophet Saint Emperor can no longer care about so much. In order to kill Daoyuan and Wanyu Daoren today, he thinks it is worth it even if he pays some price.

As the prison shadow flickered, the Immortal Gate suddenly shook slightly, and a more terrifying pulling force suddenly surged out.

The strength of this pulling force is at least three times that of the previous one.

The infinite power of the formation that surged from the void outside the world was immediately suppressed by the pulling force, and then Daoyuan and Zhou Yu Niang immediately began to be dragged towards the Immortal Gate again.

Zhao Mu's face was solemn: "What a powerful immortal gate. I used countless peach wood branches scattered throughout the void of the world, plus more than 10,000 top-grade holy artifacts to set up formations, but I couldn't withstand its traction. Could this immortal gate really be a magic weapon of some immortal?"

Boom!

Suddenly, Daoyuan's magic power surged, and an alchemy furnace appeared above his head, which was the Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace.

The majestic magic power of the gods on earth surged in, and the Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace suddenly expanded rapidly, instantly becoming like a mountain, blocking the front of the immortal gate.

The power far exceeded that of ordinary artifacts, and it hit the traction force of the immortal gate fiercely. It immediately cooperated with the power of Zhao Mu's formation to block the threat of the immortal gate again.

"Humph, I knew you would use the Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace, but unfortunately, nothing can save you today!"

The Prophet Saint Emperor roared angrily, and the shadow of the prison behind him suddenly flickered faster and became more blurred, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

But at the same time, the traction force of the immortal gate also increased by more than ten times again.

Daoyuan and Zhou Yu Niang's bodies could not help but approach the Immortal Gate again.

Bang!

Suddenly there was a muffled sound, as if something had broken.

Daoyuan and Zhou Yu Niang looked over and saw that Zhao Mu's body had exploded into sawdust all over the sky, and was blown away by a gust of wind.

Daoyuan knew that his master was manifested as a clone, so he was not surprised to see this.

But Zhou Yu Niang was stunned: "Senior Wanyu is dead? No, he shouldn't turn into sawdust even if he died. Could it be that Senior Wanyu only came here with a puppet clone this time?"

"Not just this time, in fact, the master you met from the beginning was just a clone!" Daoyuan replied.

"What?"

Zhou Yu Niang's face was full of disbelief, staring at Dao Yuan as if she had seen a ghost: "From the beginning, what you said, is it what I understand?"

Dao Yuan nodded gently: "Yes, that's what I mean. The Wanyu Taoist you first met in Ziwei Daomen was just a clone."

"Not just you, in fact, everyone in the entire Zixu Continent, who has seen Wanyu Taoist in the past ten thousand years, is a clone."

"Zhi Xiao Zhenren, Zhu Qincang, Chi Huo... and everyone you know or don't know, have never seen my master's real body."

"Even I haven't seen it."

Speaking of this, Dao Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

After thousands of years of apprenticeship, he has never seen his master's real body. He is unique.

"Fake, it turns out that he was fake from the beginning!"

Zhou Yu Niang's bewildered expression suddenly showed a hint of excitement: "Dao Yuan, do you know who your master's true identity is?"

"I don't know!" Dao Yuan shook his head helplessly.

Zhou Yu Niang's pretty face became more and more excited: "Then you say, could his true identity be someone we knew in the past?"

Dao Yuan was stunned: "This... maybe? No one can say for sure without seeing the master's true body."

"He must be our old friend!"

Zhou Yu Niang's beautiful eyes were shining: "I used to be wondering, he helped me again and again even though he was not familiar with Wan Yu Taoist."

"At that time, I never understood why he was like this?"

"But now everything makes sense!"

"If his true identity is someone close to me in the past, it is not difficult to understand why he helped me as Wan Yu Taoist."

"Yes, that must be the case!"

Zhou Yu Niang's face flushed with excitement, without any of the majesty she usually had in front of the ministers.

I don't know if she has guessed the true identity of Wan Yu Taoist?

Zhou Yu Niang was excited here, but she didn't notice that the Prophet Saint Emperor over there had already turned pale!

"What, Wanyu Daoist is just a clone?"

"Doesn't that mean that all the efforts I have made to deal with Wanyu Daoist over the years are in vain?"

"Even if I can really kill him, it will be useless?"

"Wanyu Daoist is dead, but the variables are still there. Damn it, for so many years, I was actually fooled by this variable from the beginning?"

"Who is this damn variable?"