In that case, he could only complete his soul …
Everyone took a deep breath.
The Heaven-Shattering Monarch said, "It doesn't matter if it's him or not, it's better than being dead! He can't die. Pan Gu's golden body contains a boundless world. It's too important to our prehistoric world! "
"Yes!" Celestial Thearch God-Slaying immediately spoke. Dao Changsheng must not die. If he died, all the efforts of these teachers would be wasted!
"Since that's the case, then let all living beings pray for eternal life and resurrection. Let him become the Heavenly Dao and control the Nine Heavens!"
"That's how it should be. Since the Heavenly Court has already been destroyed, then a new court will be established in the Nine Heavens. Generation after generation of Heavenly Emperors will rule over the world … And above them, there should be the Heavenly Dao. It exists in the unseen world. The Heavenly Dao is formed from the will of all living beings. It is definitely a selfless existence that can depose generation after generation of Heavenly Emperors."
How intelligent were the people present?
In an instant, all of his conjectures were fulfilled. In this way, he could truly establish a moral code for the world!
Humans have their own selfish desires, and the Heavenly Dao is impartial. The Heavenly Dao in the unseen world is monitoring the celestial heavens and everything in the world. It is impossible for a mastermind like Long Hong and Di Qi to appear behind the scenes.
"Celestial Emperors, begin mending the heavens!"
Heavenly Emperors walked out one after another. After recovering their cultivation, they rose into the air.
They came to the broken aperture points and moved pieces of space fragments to reorganize and refine the aperture points.
At the same time, a hearty shout resounded throughout the Heavenly Realm, "All living beings in the world pray for the resurrection of the Heavenly Emperor!"
"Dao Celestial Thearch, please revive!"
"Our world cannot do without a Heavenly Emperor!"
Instantly, countless people in the Inner World wept and knelt on the ground. Their longing mixed together, forming strands of longing and emotions that floated in the sky.
They prayed to the heavens to return this Heavenly Emperor to them, even if it meant sacrificing their lives.
The prestige of the Dao Celestial Thearch had long surpassed that of all the Celestial Thearchs since ancient times, reaching the peak. Countless people were sincerely grateful to the Celestial Thearch, and incomparably pure wish energy and worship flowed into the sky.
"Heavenly Emperor Dao, please come back to life …" An old elder from the holy land closed his eyes as tears flowed down his face. Seeing this scene, his heart felt heavy and filled with sorrow.
"But if the Celestial Thearch returns, will he still be the same?"
A young man cried loudly, not caring about his appearance.
The whole world was praying.
Dao Celestial Thearch's life was extremely legendary. He was a mixed-blood of the Witch Tribe and the Demon Tribe. The first time he appeared in the World Tree, he fought his way out of the hidden Holy Lands and left behind the legend of immortality to save his mother.
After that, he waged war against the Celestial Court, became enemies with many deities, and fought against the Celestial Emperor for the Celestial Throne. He withstood the three Celestial Punishments and did not die. Instead, he created the Indestructible Golden Body. He fought against the Celestial Emperor for the second time and suppressed the Celestial Emperor of Great Overarching Heaven with the determination to die. He fought against eleven ancient Celestial Emperors alone.
This period of time was too legendary.
He had been fighting his entire life, bathed in blood as he slaughtered his way up. In the end, he fought a bloody battle against Heavenly Emperor Di Qi. He fought until he was exhausted and lost consciousness, but he still supported his arms with an unyielding will, supporting the heavens.
How could they not grieve for such a heroic Celestial Emperor?
"It's not enough, it's still not enough. His soul is too powerful … I'm afraid we'll need a Martial Monarch to repair the Heavens with his soul, to complete his consciousness." The Heaven-Shattering Monarch's voice suddenly turned cold as he glanced at his fellow cultivators, "Everyone, it's time for me to fulfill my ambition … When I knew that the ancient era was just a lie, and that the people of this world were deceived by the terrifying truth, I hoped that I could make a comeback and eliminate the culprit behind the scenes. Now, we, who share the same ideals, have achieved it. In the future, we will only strive for the present, because …"
"Once the Heavenly Dao is established, it will completely sever the past, and no one is allowed to decay!"
A brilliant golden sun uttered a furious cry and soared into the sky, shattering his soul and turning it into the purest primordial energy, merging with the Dantian at the center.
Whoosh!
A huge amount of blood poured down.
The Heaven-Shattering Monarch's aura completely merged with the Dantian. He had chosen death. A sun hung high up in his Dantian, illuminating the Nine Heavens. Countless people on the ground cried out in agony.
The Heaven-Shattering Monarch was dead.
The ancient Celestial Emperor that was respected by the people of this world had chosen to merge with the Dao.
At that instant, countless people roared furiously as if they had gone mad. Their eyes reddened and filled with tears as they burst into tears.
"It's not enough, it's still not enough!"
The Lotus Monarch stepped forward and calmly stared into the sky.
"Lotus Monarch, don't …" An old man of the beast tribe choked with sobs.
The Lotus Monarch remained calm. He did not say a word as he continued to walk forward.
He immediately revealed his true form, the Green Lotus. A huge dark green lotus flew up and merged with the dantian in the center. The huge soul instantly exploded and slowly floated in the center, causing the entire dantian to reflect a faint green color.
The crowd burst into tears.
"Qinglian …" The adorable girl burst into tears.
Her face was covered in tears. Qinglian was the person she was closest to. He was a man of few words, but he was always reliable. She had unknowingly treated him as her best friend in her second life.
If she was a Celestial Emperor, she would rather die in Qinglian's place. Unfortunately, her cultivation level was not high enough.
The people of the Ninth Heaven began to wail again. Another Celestial Emperor had fallen. This was destined to be a dark era. The calamity of heaven and earth was even more terrifying than the Ancient Gods' Celestial Court. Not only had the Heaven Realm collapsed, but Celestial Emperors were also falling one after another. They were using their bodies to mend the heavens and revive the Celestial Emperors.
Suddenly, someone pointed to the sky and exclaimed.
"What is that!?"
Everyone looked up. The giant green lotus in the Dantian World had turned into an ocean. A golden sun and a Golden Crow floated in the ocean …
"Blue Sky and Red Sun!"
Someone shouted at the phenomenon in the central sky. He was abnormally excited.
The Nine Star Alignment had already connected the nine acupoints around the Dantian in the center. They looked at the incredible Dantian phenomenon from afar in their Small Worlds.
Suddenly, in the blue sky and red sun, a faint shadow began to return. A supreme and terrifying aura filled the air as if it had transcended time and space. Heaven and earth trembled as the terrifying power of heaven and earth rushed over.
"Who am I?"
The figure suddenly spoke, revealing a sense of confusion.
He slowly sat cross-legged in the bright blue sky and red sun. He lowered his head and looked at the people of the nine worlds around him. They were all staring at him with a calm expression.
"You created me. Why are you crying?"
The people sobbed more and more.
They clearly understood that the Celestial Emperor had come back to life and had forgotten the past. His three souls and seven spirits had been mended, and he was no longer himself.
Whoosh.
The wish power and emotions of countless living beings gathered and fused into his body. His sorrow made him feel an indescribable emotion. Drops of tears fell from his eyes. He didn't know why he was crying, but he felt very sad in his heart.
"Who am I?"
He suddenly murmured. His eyes looked into the distance as if he was looking through an ancient time.
His mind suddenly shook. A child appeared in his mind vaguely, reading a book. A voice sounded beside him, "Child! You have the Connate Supreme Daoist Body. I am the Mother Earth's green vine. Are you willing to take me as your master? "
…
The scene flashed.
On the grass under the bright sun, an innocent and naive young man held his mother's hand and walked into the distance.
"Mother, your path, your immortality, just like your son's, has returned. Come and walk on the path of seeking Dao again …"
…
Gradually, a quiet but stern middle-aged man appeared in front of him.
"Master, what are you looking at?"
"I'm looking at this land and thinking about my future."
"Then, Master, what future are you thinking about?"
"If I become the Azure Monarch, I will repay my debt to the peach blossoms here!"
…
Boom!
His mind shook as he lowered his head to look at the massive dark green lotus that was slowly spiraling beneath him.
He had a complicated expression. He looked up again and saw the golden red sun. It was as if he was looking at another magnificent Celestial Emperor with his hands behind his back. The fellow cultivator who once had the same goal as him was telling him his dream. "As the Heaven Breaking Monarch, I will rule this world and the world, and eliminate all the ancient existences!"
…
Master, best friend.
He was silent. It was as if thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.
In the end, he saw a young Celestial Emperor. It was himself. He knelt in front of the Daluo Heaven and cried, begging the Ancestor of Sorcery. "Ancient Celestial Emperors, please return for the sake of the world!"
What he got in return was a series of sneers.
He could feel the sorrow of the young Celestial Emperor. He was unwilling to fight against the hero he respected the most.
But in the end, that youth stood tall, shouldering everything on his back, fighting a bloody battle against Emperor Qi, fighting to the death without yielding.
Is that me?
My whole life …
He suddenly lowered his head and sighed.
It was a blur, as if it was his past life, but it was also an unforgettable pain.
His calm and indifferent eyes were stirred. He suddenly said to the world, "I am the Heavenly Dao of all beings, and all beings are born to serve me. Since I live in the sky and the red sun, I shall be the sky … I am immortal for Dao, but not immortal for Dao."
Sky!
The beings on the ground shuddered. The Celestial Emperors could not help but look surprised.
He suddenly came to a realization and let out a faint smile. He reached out his hand and released all the creatures inside the nine spaces. "Let's go. The Heavens and Earth have their own rules. This is the Heaven Realm. Mortals cannot stay here for long!"
Whoosh.
The beings suddenly flashed and appeared on the barren blood-colored soil.
They turned their heads and looked at the giant that was still standing tall. Its unyielding body seemed to have turned into a statue, holding up the sky.
Rumble!
In the next second, the entire terrifying giant collapsed with a loud bang, turning into a mass of flesh and blood on the ground.
A tiny figure slowly walked out of the collapsed body. It was Dao Changsheng, but he was much colder. He looked at the land.
"After the Sorcery Catastrophe, there will be a golden age! My spirit is the Nine Heavens, and my body is the earth! "
He pointed one hand at the sky and the other at the ground. The collapsed giant Pangu's body quickly began to circulate. The entire corpse turned into a mountain of flesh and blood. Many green branches and leaves grew out, and the bones began to turn into sturdy jade-like treasures …
His skin was extremely tough, and his hair was as tough as divine threads. They could be used as treasures by all beings.
It was equivalent to the creation of the world again. All kinds of Connate Spirit Treasures appeared, and the world had entered a completely different era.
He calmly flew up and merged with the sky wall, gradually disappearing. "I am the Heavenly Dao, and the will of all beings is gathered! If a tyrant is tyrannical, the will of all beings can gather into the sky and enter my body. I will use the body of the Heavenly Dao to kill the Celestial Emperors! "
Rumble!
The world seemed to have sensed it and shook.
The people on the ground were silent and sorrowful. They looked up for half a day and saw that the Heavenly Dao had completely disappeared. They could only pack up their belongings and walk on the dead and barren land again. They began to rebuild their houses and start a new life.
"The war is over …"
"The Calamity of the Heavens and Earth is over, we are still alive!"
Some of them cried tears of joy and rebuilt their houses numbly. It took a few days before they finally burst out crying. Their limbs fell to the ground as they could not believe what they had just witnessed.
It was the pain of war.
Mortals were mortals after all. They could not fight back, and could only endure the pain it brought them. The scenes of the Heavens and Earth collapsing might never be erased from their lives. It would turn into nightmares, and they would wake up in the middle of the night.
And to reach this step, it was really too difficult. Many hot-blooded heroic Celestial Emperors were also determined to overthrow the ancient rule, paying too much of a price.
This time, the ancient Heavenly Court was completely overthrown, and the ancient existences were no longer involved. It was a great victory, but what about the new era after the victory?
Just as the Heaven-Shattering Monarch had said:
Fighting for the geniuses of the current era, to establish a new era?
That would be something that would happen a long time later. The scars left by the Calamity would not be healed in a few hundred years.
The number of sacrifices was unexpectedly few. After the battle, most of the Celestial Monarchs were still alive, but the three most ancient and powerful Celestial Monarchs were far away from the crowd.
Another ten days passed, and the people resumed the slash-and-burn era. The gods maintained the order of the Heavens and Earth in the sky, and the rain fell and the spring ploughing. A female monarch was sitting in a shabby wooden house. Xu Wei looked at the deathly still black soil outside the window, and a new green sprout was slowly glowing.
She sat in front of the window, holding a brush on a black slate, and recorded this difficult and long period of the Calamity. In the end, she wrote this postscript:
The sky was shrouded by the ancient gods. When the corpses all over the ground sighed at the weakness of humans, the Human Ancestor still stubbornly dragged his broken body to block the sky, and used his tenacious old body to write his will: Don't give up hope.
When the fruit was eroded by the dark worms, when the flowers of victory bloomed in someone else's garden, the blue sky still stubbornly stood in front of the Daluo Heaven with his broken body, and used his indomitable body to write his determination: Don't give up hope.
Generation after generation of heroic Celestial Monarchs advanced in the decaying darkness.
Brave hearts with the determination to die.
Finally, they overthrew the invincible ancient existences.
Among the ancient slate,
Would record their unyielding legend. Human Ancestor Xu Wei had years, the blue sky and the red sun … the Dao lived forever.
Xu Wei suddenly stopped writing, stood up, and seriously hung the black slate, which was filled with densely packed words, on the stone wall of the straw hut.
She strode out to welcome the rising sun of another day. The bright sunlight shone on her beautiful face, and she seemed to see the cold and aloof Heavenly Dao that was already high above her. She could not help but smile slowly.
"The long years, only for the Dao to live forever."
No matter how sorrowful and angry the surviving people were, or how terrifying this era was, time was still merciless.
It was washing away all the brilliant past, and the countless years of the "Eastern Era" recorded this moment was still simple and cruel:
"At the end of the Western Era, the Calamity of the Heavens and Earth descended. The World of Creation collapsed, the Heavenly Realm shattered, and all living beings were wiped out. The Dao of the Celestial Monarch merged with the Dao to become the Heavens, and the blue sky and the red sun, the Heavenly Dao was formed."
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