Chapter 544 Gathering
The forbidden secret method of giving birth to all things is still being optimized with the collision of sparks of Wang Xuan's thinking.

The third disciple, Wang Tuntian, was carrying out his transformation. The mutated seven-colored Sky-Swallowing Python's bloodline resonated with his mind, and the huge python's body kept wriggling.

Its ten-foot-long body sometimes extends to become ten thousand feet long, and sometimes shrinks to become a tiny thing the size of an earthworm.

For true-level creatures, the flesh and blood of their bodies have long been quantified and do not have a fixed size.

To change from different body states to human form, or from human form to different body states, these patterns need to be imprinted in the body and consciousness.

Wang Tuntian is going through this process.

The size of its body keeps changing, imprinting and engraving the transformed model into its body.

Wang Xuan watched it twisting and turning like a stupid giant worm, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Take it one step at a time and don't be in a hurry." Wang Xuan said with a smile, and pointed out several unsmooth nodes in its transformation.

Wang Tuntian, who originally wanted to perform well, calmed down at this time and no longer pursued speed and efficiency, but focused on each transformation problem.

Time flies, and I don’t know how much time has passed before this huge and powerful mutated Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python finally transformed for the first time.

Its body was covered with colorful patterns, like a colorful sky-swallowing python, and its body suddenly shrank to a length of ten feet.

Then the python's body suddenly began to fade away, melting like spring snow, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a human body.

In an instant, a tall and graceful woman with a cold and beautiful face appeared in front of Wang Xuan.

She was 1.75 meters tall, with stunning fair skin and beautiful looks, long black hair like a waterfall, and wore a purple robe. Her whole temperament was cold and dangerous.

After Wang Tuntian transformed, he turned around gracefully, nodded with satisfaction at his human appearance, and then saluted to his master.

"Master, please accept my disciple Wang Tuntian's greetings!" Wang Tuntian said loudly.

Wang Xuan looked at his first female apprentice. Her capable and fierce, beautiful and cold temperament would probably attract many men to pursue her.

"Get up." Wang Xuan put away the Tower of Time and Space, looked towards the City of Ten Thousand Monsters, and said calmly, "Follow Master to watch a big show."

The stage has been set, so how could he, such an important character, be absent?

……

The City of Ten Thousand Monsters is extremely lively today, with countless monsters, wandering cultivators, and figures from important forces of Earth civilization gathered here.

If the dragon-slaying incident can be handled smoothly, there will naturally be no waves in the Earth civilization, but once a major conflict occurs, they will have to step in to mediate.

Amidst this bustling noise, there was also a faint sense of solemnity. The people of Tianjian Mountain were on high alert, and Wanlongchao was also eager to show off.

In the crowd of people at Tianjian Mountain, Tianhuang Jianzun said to someone beside him, "Brother Xuanyuan, we will be the ones to lead the charge today, but it all depends on you to hold the line."

Since they were going to slap Long Wudao in the face today and clear Tianjian Mountain of all wrongdoings, they naturally had to be prepared for Wanlongchao to make desperate moves.

After all, this is the base camp of the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest. If the other party really refuses to admit it and wants to use any tricks, Tianjian Mountain will naturally not be afraid.

The old monk from Baoguang Temple came closer and paid his respects to Xuanyuan Tianzun, who was of a very high generation, had a high level of cultivation and was very powerful.

"Your Majesty the Lord, Xuanyuan, I am honored to meet you." The old monk Pu'an put his hands together.

Facing this half-step immortal, he, a mere star lord, was really not worth looking up to.

Xuanyuan Mu nodded slightly: "Is your master in good health? He was seriously injured in the last time in the Hell Realm." He was wearing a yellow robe, a crown of the Heavenly Lord on his head, and a Xuanyuan sword on his waist. He looked truly mighty and majestic.

Pu An replied: "Master's injuries have healed, and he has made a slight breakthrough as a blessing in disguise."

His master is a Tenth-level Bodhisattva and belongs to the same generation as Xuanyuan Tianzun, but in terms of strength and cultivation, he is still far behind the other.

“Have you reached the peak of Taixu? Your speed is also acceptable.” Xuanyuan Tianzun said.

If someone else said this, it might seem too arrogant, but coming from the mouth of a half-step immortal swordsman, it is perfectly normal.

The sword cultivator has extraordinary combat power, but his cultivation speed is not outstanding, which shows how outstanding Xuanyuan Tianzun's talent is.

Xuanyuan Tianzun smiled and said, "I hope that before I achieve immortality, he can achieve half-step immortality."

Pu'an said nothing, but just chuckled. He didn't want to lose face for Xuanyuan Tianzun, nor did he want to accept his master being criticized by others.

In the distance, a group of blond-skinned white people laughed inappropriately but didn't say much.

After all, the sword of a half-step immortal swordsman is so sharp that even those of the same level are very afraid of it, and they cannot withstand it.

But the mockery in his eyes was evident.

An old man from Tianfang City walked towards the group. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties, with a straight and strong figure and silver-white, hard hair.

It was none other than the face of Western Europe—Mr. John. Old John was over five hundred years old, and had achieved half-immortality. He was a contemporary of those immortals.

In terms of seniority and strength, he is capable of reconciling the conflict between Tianjian Mountain and Wanlong Nest to avoid major unrest.

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan would also come. Do you have any preparations for today's event?" Mr. John asked.

They had known about the dragon-slaying incident a long time ago, and if nothing unexpected happened, Tianjian Mountain would admit defeat and apologize to Wanlongchao.

"As the saying goes, seek truth from facts. The truth of the matter is the only criterion for judgment. Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan, do you understand the truth?"

At this time, another person came over. He was the big shot in America, the Holy Spear Judgment who was at the half-step immortal level.

The immortals in America include the God of Wealth and the God of the Forest. Below them are several half-immortals. This level is already unimaginable big figures, and a single word can decide the life and death of hundreds of millions of people.

One of them is the Judgment of the Holy Spear. Holding the Holy Spear, he has suppressed countless internal unrests in America, so he is called the Judgment of the Holy Spear.

Hearing this, Old John also nodded: "That's right, it should be as it should be. If you are wrong, you should admit it. Only in this way can the earth civilization be orderly and stable."

It’s just that sometimes the truth is the truth, sometimes it’s just the truth we see, and sometimes it’s just the truth others want us to see.

Xuanyuan Tianzun glanced at Tianhuang Jianzun, who smiled and said, "If we weren't prepared, we wouldn't have done it in such a big way."

If it really is Tianjian Mountain's fault, they should just handle it in a low-key manner, so they can lose less face.

But since it was Long Wudao's frame-up, don't blame them for the Tianjian Mountain showing their swords. Not everyone can bully the Tianjian Mountain.

Seeing Tianhuang Sword Master's confidence, Mr. John and Holy Spear Judgment were slightly stunned, and then laughed.

It looks like there will be quite a big event today.

(End of this chapter)