The Primordial World was indeed too crude. Xu Zhi did not agree with the reincarnation system of the Primordial World.
There was an Underworld in the Sorcerer World.
It was considered reincarnation. The souls of a world would enter and live a second life. They could cultivate and use the souls to nourish the Underworld, allowing it to grow into a high-energy world.
There was a World Tree in the Primordial World.
However, it was not reincarnation. The soul energy did not improve the world, but condensed into a fruit that could only be provided to one person to improve their cultivation.
They cultivated the Heaven and Earth system by absorbing the aura of the living beings of the world. Their souls were like a stick of incense, constantly emitting incense … It was ridiculous to kill a stick of incense.
"Back then, the Phoenix used the World Tree to become a God, but in the long run, it was not beneficial to its development … As a result, the World Tree absorbed the dead beings of the world and produced a large number of fruits, resulting in the birth of many experts. The Sacred Grounds and the rulers of the Heavenly Realm all benefited from it …
Although it looked like it had surpassed the Sorcerer World in a short period of time, it was actually a tower in the sky that reflected the moon in the well. It was a jerry-built project that could collapse at any time.
"I should cut off the World Tree and establish reincarnation, allowing the power of the soul to be fully utilized, instead of killing it … However, how it develops will depend on them."
Xu Zhi's expression was calm. He did not know how he would guide them.
He could only pick up another apple and pour some Phoenix Spirit Tea into a mug. He sat on a chair in the courtyard and continued to observe the evolution of the spores on the sand table.
… …
Primordial World, Sun Hall.
This was where the Heavenly Emperor was in charge of the government and the officials of the Celestial Dynasty.
Ever since the Heavenly Emperor ascended to the throne, he had been living in the Sun Hall. The previous Heavenly Emperor, Di Qi, also had a residence — the Moon Palace. However, Duan Shanyi had given the Moon Palace to the Quasi Emperor Fen Teng. Since he was not married, the Sun Hall was his residence, and the throne was his resting place.
The Heavenly Emperor had used the throne as his bed. One could see how hardworking he was.
"Dao Changsheng deserves death."
The Heavenly Emperor closed his eyes and murmured in the empty Sun Hall.
That unimaginable power, the undying nature, the decapitated battle, even he felt that it was extremely horrifying.
Since ancient times, he had never seen anyone who could do this.
"Who exactly is behind him …" The Heaven-Shattering Monarch wore a calm expression as he spoke with a hoarse voice, "I've always thought of myself as a great strategist, but I've only managed to open up the path of cultivation for the ancient tribe. However, he has already opened up a perfect path at less than a hundred years old, surpassing me by a lot …"
He thought of himself as a genius, a Heaven's Chosen who could sweep through an era and ascend to the position of Celestial Thearch with invincible talent.
And for him to be able to reach this step, it was not only because of his talent, but also because of a heavenly fortuitous encounter! Without a fortuitous encounter, it would have been difficult to open up the embryonic form of the ancient race's cultivation path.
What about Dao Changsheng?
It was too shocking.
Even if Dao Changsheng was more talented than him, it was impossible for him to have such a terrifying talent. An unprecedented path would require one to overcome all obstacles and be perfected by countless wisdom. It was not something that could be achieved in an instant.
"The Eleven Grand Wizards …"
"Dao Changsheng, this person … is the backup plan of one of you …"
The Heaven-Shattering Monarch opened his eyes with a determined look. He sat on the throne and stared into the sky, as if he was trying to see through the Daluo Heaven, "Even so, with the eleven of you here, I'll slay him! I'll act first and report later! "
He said in a loud and calm voice, "When the world was created, the Dao Monarch once said, 'Those who seek the Dao seek freedom, to live freely in the world!' Now, the Eleven Grand Wizards are high up in the sky, unwilling to die of old age. The laws of the world are under their control. What difference is there between them and the ancient Innate Gods? "
"The Heavenly Gods who toppled the Demonic Gods … have lost their original intentions and turned into another Demonic God in their old age."
His expression was calm as he suddenly recalled his younger days.
Back then, when he was traveling in the mountains, he had a fortunate encounter and stumbled into an unknown, mysterious presence.
That being's true identity was unknown. He was just sitting at the foot of a mountain, drunk, and muttering to himself, "The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery have mixed in with the ancient existences of the past, and the sinister ancient existences are entrenched among them. They will definitely destroy the beliefs of these young Ancestors of Sorcery. Over time, they will constantly be infected and assimilated, and they will definitely become one of them."
"Even if I retain my ambition now, it's hard to prevent my future from deteriorating. I'm old, my ambition is gone. I might be afraid of death and be assimilated by them … I'm afraid that one day, I'll become one of the presences that I hate the most …"
Back then, Duan Shanyi showed no sign of fear. He burst out laughing at the figure in the darkness, "When your heart grows old, you'll die! When your Dao heart is gone, you'll be overthrown sooner or later! I'm going to overthrow you! "
How ridiculous was that?
A weak young man dared to overthrow the sun in the sky.
The voice burst out laughing, but it was not because of his arrogance. Instead, it came from the shadows and mocked him, "Young man, you've traveled across the mountains and rivers in search of the Dao. What is your Dao?"
The young man was walking in the mountains and rivers while pointing at the sun and speaking in a high-spirited manner,
"If I become the Heavenly Monarch in the future, I'll rule the world, rule the world, and eliminate all of you! I'll eliminate all the presences that should have decayed and died, and create a new era. No ancient presences will have to kneel before me! The living beings of the world should only strive for time, not eternity. Any genius can become a Monarch and bring glory to the world. "
"If I were to end up like this …" The voice appeared in a gloomy tone.
"Slash! If you can't end it, I'll end it for you! "The young voice was filled with passion.
… …
The Heavenly Monarch was startled as he recalled the words he said when he was young.
His eyes turned blurry as he suddenly closed them. A long time passed.
He opened his eyes and let out a wry smile, "What did I say in the past? How ridiculous, to think that I could come this far with such a belief … Any genius can become a Heavenly Monarch. Now that I'm sitting on the throne, am I not stopping a Heavenly Monarch who's stronger than me? Am I blocking the path of those who came after me? "
With Dao Changsheng's talent, he might be more suitable to sit on the throne than he was.
Either way, who was behind Dao Changsheng, whose pawn he was, he had blocked the path of a peerless genius and ended his path!
Was he starting to have his own selfish thoughts?
"The selfishness of living beings is the scariest thing in the world … I was so young back then, full of nonsense. Not to mention the fact that it would be difficult for me to win against the eleven terrifying presences … Even if I did win, so what?" He could not help but let out a chuckle, "If I could overthrow the rule of the past, how can I guarantee that I won't become the next Ancestral Wizard?"
The place suddenly fell silent.
Death was something that no life could avoid.
Even a Heavenly Monarch could not escape the erosion of time. No matter how talented one was, one could not escape the fate of old age.
The more ancient a powerful being was, the more they understood the value of life, and the more they feared death. There was a great terror between life and death. Would he really be willing to rot away in his old age?
He wanted to say, "I won't, I will not change my mind!"
However, what if he was really on the verge of death?
He suddenly hesitated as he recalled the drunkard at the foot of the mountain.
"This is a terrifying cycle of death." He closed his eyes again. His expression was filled with indescribable vicissitudes and bitterness.
A thought crossed his mind, causing him to rise to his feet.
"No! I can still guarantee that I won't rot away! I have a way to completely cut off the past and the present … As long as I, the Heavenly Monarch Duan, do not die! "
He strode back and forth in the palace.
"If I can really cut off the ancient existences of the past and kill all those rotten, old, and obsolete ones, in the future, when I'm old, I'll lure a new Celestial Emperor to overthrow me before I become rotten and fear death! Kill me! "
"This will become a rule … No Heavenly Monarch will ever die. They will all be killed on the throne by the new Heavenly Monarch. Being overthrown will be their greatest glory!"
"Only then will I be the real Heavenly Monarch Duan."
His eyes were clear and bright, without the hint of confusion. It was as if he had turned into a young man, staring at the sky with a blank expression. "However, the one that can overthrow me … is not you, Dao Changsheng!"
Heavenly Court of Genesis, year three hundred and tenth, spring, March, Awakening of Insects.
Spring returned to the land. The God of Four Seasons, Xu Wei, controlled the God of Rain, the clouds, the God of Thunder, and the Goddess of Lightning to change the seasons.
Flowers blossomed in the drizzle, and the thunder began.
BANG!
A thunderclap echoed in the sky.
Following that, the God of Thunder arrived before the black chains of the Heavenly Court with the Hammer of Thunder in his hand.
A young man with the appearance of a weak scholar was tied to the pillar. He said in an honest manner, "I'm innocent, I'm just an honest scholar …"
"By the order of the Heavenly Monarch, one hundred thousand strikes of lightning for three months!"
BANG!
The giant Hammer of Thunder smashed down. The God of Thunder trembled and the shockwave caused Dao Changsheng to bleed from his orifices. His bones and flesh began to shatter.
Heavenly Court of Genesis, year three hundred and tenth, June, Beginning of Summer.
Thunder rumbled in the sky. In the past three months, there were often showers following the thunder.
"Report! Heavenly Monarch, the hundred thousand strikes of lightning have passed. Dao Changsheng is still alive! "
Inside the Sun Hall, the Heavenly Monarch was visiting the Celestial Court. The Gods were waiting for him.
"What? He's not dead? "
"That's impossible. Even a hundred Martial Monarchs are dead."
The Gods were shocked.
The Heavenly Monarch frowned slightly. He found it strange.
He felt a little uneasy, yet he could not execute the execution himself.
A random Dao Changsheng had wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, yet no one in the Heavenly Court was able to subdue him. Only he, the Heavenly Monarch, could do it himself. The rumors had already spread across the world.
Now that he had been captured and sent to the Land of Punishment, no one was able to kill Dao Changsheng. If the Heavenly Monarch had to do it again, didn't that mean the Heavenly Court had no one capable?
If the Heavenly Court had no one, how could they maintain order?
"Tell me in detail," the Heavenly Monarch said.
The Immortal Official couldn't help but say, "That demon's bones were shattered, and his flesh was separated. His entire body was torn apart countless times, but his life force was still there. I don't know if it's an illusion, but his body is getting tougher …"
Wah —
"Unbelievable."
The crowd was even more shocked, and discussions were heard everywhere.
At this moment, the Mother of Lightning slowly walked out. "Your Majesty! I have the God-beating Whip, and I can hit all Yuan Shen. Even Emperor Dong Xu's soul would be shattered if he was hit a hundred times by the God-beating Whip without any resistance! "
"I request for the execution of this demon!"
The Heavenly Monarch's majestic voice came from the throne that was filled with wisps of purple Qi.
"Yes!"
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