Chapter 1438 The Last Scheme (1/2)

As Yaoyao's cold and detached voice resounded, all powerful experts in the Tianyuan World cast their gazes towards Cangxuan Heaven, all wearing different expressions.

“Yaoyao…”

Cang Yuan's expression turned solemn because he finally understood that the Sacred Race’s ultimate goal wasn’t Zhou Yuan but Yaoyao!

Their previous puzzlement was finally answered — Zhou Yuan indeed wasn’t worth the Sacred Race launch such a large-scale attack and dispatch seven prime Saints, but Yaoyao was!

The Sacred Race had clearly learned about the relationship between Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao and did everything they could to push Zhou Yuan to a dead end in order to force Yaoyao to appear.

However, another puzzlement emerged in their minds. The Sacred Race only had two prime Saints in Cangxuan Heaven, and even though the two prime Saints were a huge trouble to them, it was naive to think those two prime Saints could wound Yaoyao.

As Yaoyao descended in Cangxuan Heaven, the two sides underwent a reversal in strength.

In a sense, Mo Jie and Hei Zhao had fallen into danger because all-heavens had completely surrounded them. Yaoyao was in front of them, several Saints were at the side and Zhou Yuan, the Heaven Master of Cangxuan Heaven, was controlling the Chaos Origin Sacred Killer Array’s power.

In such a situation, even two prime Saints might not manage to escape unscathed.

If the two prime Saints were killed there, it would no doubt be a serious damage to the Sacred Race.

Mo Jie and Hei Zhao immediately focussed their attention on Yaoyao. Their faces gradually turned grave because they could feel an abyss- and prison-like pressure slowly released from Yaoyao.

“It’s our honor to meet the third god,” said Mo Jie solemnly.

Yaoyao indifferently peered at the two without a word.

Prime Saint Hei Zhao also maintained a respectful attitude. “We came here to express our good will to the third god. If the third god doesn’t intervene in our conflict with all-heavens, our race is willing to serve you.”

All experts in all-heavens were furious when they heard that. The Sacred Race wants to draw the third god to their side?!

There wasn’t a ripple of expression in Yaoyao’s cold glass-like eyes. “I have no interest in your Sacred Race.”

Prime Saint Hei Zhao sincerely persuaded, “Third god, you are a divine god and everything in the world is yours. They are just insignificant ants. There is no need to become an enemy to our god for them. Our race can give everything that all-heavens give you. When our god unifies the Tianyuan World in the future, the world will be shared with you.”

Yaoyao glared at Hei Zhao and said indifferently, “You’re wrong. There is someone I treasure in all-heavens. Otherwise, how could you lure me here?”

Many Saints couldn’t help but cast complex glances at Zhou Yuan.

The third god was publicly acknowledging her relationship with Zhou Yaun.

Zhou Yuan also wore a complex expression with a hint of melancholy. Generally speaking, shouldn’t the man acknowledge the relationship in public? Only then would it show his status. Why did he feel a strange feeling like he was in the wrong position in the relationship?

Prime Saint Hei Zhao pondered for a moment and said, “Third God, your divinity hasn’t fully recovered and so your decision is affected by human nature. But when you fully recover, you wouldn’t think the same way.”

But when his words died away, he suddenly felt a chill gathering and ice seemed to freeze in the third god’s indifferent eyes.

“You talk too much nonsense.”

A strand of Yaoyao’s silky hair fluttered up, revealing her eye. That eye seemed to have transformed into primal chaos just like when the world first began, and a primitive qi pervaded the air.

Sacred Eye!

Divine light glowed within the Sacred Eye. Suddenly, the divine light rushed out from the eye.

The world suddenly lost its brilliance and the blazing sun dimmed. Everything lost its voice.

Universe Genesis Qi also subsided.

Only a ray of divine light streaked across the sky and slashed past above Mo Jie and Hei Zhao.

The two sides didn’t seem to have made any contact, but Mo Jie’s and Hei Zhao’s faces twisted with pain when the ray of divine light passed. Then, the Saint lotus on their shoulders and the top of their heads flashed.

The three Saint lotus gradually withered and their petals fluttered down.