The moment Nether River Patriarch's new world was smashed by fate, endless luck flowed rapidly into the first world!
"Rumble!"
The luck entered the ground and quickly covered both the Yin and Yang worlds, quickly gathering the dragon veins that had been sucked away from the ground.
At the same time, the luck seemed to retain its memories of the past and returned to where it came from.
A group of peerless experts sensed that fate had entered the world and quickly entered the world and looked at the sky above the Great Qin City.
"Gui Guzi?" Lotus Deity was surprised.
"Life Exchanging Art. Gui Guzi used his life to exchange for Yan Chuan's life? He died in place of Yan Chuan? "Grave Immortal King was shocked.
"Their fate is the same!"
"Only a part of fate's consciousness has awakened. It only recognizes one fate and does not care about anything else. How could these two have the same fate and hide from fate?"
"Only one can live if they have the same fate. Heh, I thought that Yan Chuan and Gui Guzi would fight. Who would have thought that Gui Guzi would be so righteous!"
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Everyone sighed.
"Boom! Boom!"
The two Gui Guzi's exploded. At the entrance of the central palace, Yan Chuan's emotions were intense.
The group of peerless experts was silent.
"This time, Gui Guzi replaced Yan Chuan. What will happen next time?" Invincible East sighed softly.
With fate gone, Invincible East sighed in regret and left with Lotus Deity.
Grave Immortal King looked at them and also left.
In this battle, he did not succeed. Nether River Patriarch also failed. The common people had lost another chance.
Grave Immortal King was not in a good mood. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the border of the Western Outer Continent. There, the Grave Clan disciples and the experts of the Great Kindness World were waiting.
"Family Head!" The Grave Clan disciples called out.
"Let's go back!" Grave Immortal King said calmly.
"Yes!" Everyone followed Grave Immortal King back to the Great Kindness World.
Zhong Shan stood in the starry sky with Jian Ao beside him. The two of them looked at the central palace entrance.
"Gui Guzi is righteous. Yan Chuan has escaped this calamity. Unfortunately, the Great Emperor Altar is not a good thing!" Jian Ao said solemnly.
Great Emperor Altar?
It was precisely because of the Great Emperor Altar that fate had chosen Yan Chuan first. This thing was indeed not a good thing.
"Not only that, there is also Zombie Yan Chuan's body. Perhaps, even without the Great Monarch Altar, fate will still find him!" Zhong Shan shook his head.
The two of them looked at each other for a while before finally flying back to the Great Wide World.
Although Wu Jiong did not participate in the war, he had always been paying attention to the movements of the world. He stood in the shadows and observed everything. At this moment, his heart grew heavier and heavier.
Wu Jiong discovered that he was getting further and further away from the group of heroes.
The current Sixteen Levels of Heaven could be said to be incomparably tyrannical in the past. However, in the face of the current world, it was as if it could be destroyed at any time.
At the entrance of Taiji Palace, Wu Jiong sighed softly.
All of a sudden, the entire world began to rumble.
"Argh!" "Argh!" "Argh!"
Countless dragon roars rang out from the depths of the earth as luck filled the dragon veins of the earth once again. Then, the overflowing luck soared into the sky and returned to all parts of the world.
Great Qin City and Xianyang City's surging Fate once again rushed into the sea of Fate and entered the sea of Fate.
"Ang!" "Ang!"
The two Golden Dragons of Fate appeared again.
Just like the Golden Dragon of Fate in the past, it once again acknowledged the Great Celestial Realm.
Ten days later.
In the Infinite Realm.
Boom!
An 18-colored mist of light surged out from Zombie Yan Chuan's body.
"Eighteen Levels of Heaven?" Zombie Yan Chuan opened his eyes. Two 18-colored lights shot out from his eyes. His gaze was sharp, and a murderous aura shot out in all directions.
Zombie Yan Chuan looked at his palms.
"A gift from the Nether River? The power of the Nether River's Birth Chart and the power that overflowed from the destruction of the new world allowed me to break through? "Zombie Yan Chuan said in surprise.
It was difficult for Jiangchen to cultivate. Jiangchen had worked endlessly in the past, but he only reached the 17th Level of Heaven.
He did not expect the Nether River to be so much stronger than Jiangchen in the past.
Zombie Yan Chuan clenched his fists.
A hint of determination flashed in Yan Chuan's eyes as he said, "Patriarch Nether River, thank you for your gift. This gift is extremely important to me. It saved me a lot of effort. Although I don't understand what you meant in the end, Jiangchen said that I've become stronger. You said that you underestimated fate, but I'll do my best not to disappoint those who have placed their hopes in me!"
"My grandfather, Baihuang, Gui Guzi, Kong Huangtian, Jiangchen, Minghe, the Great Supremacy, and the Great Supremacy … Just you wait and see. I'll do my best. If your dreams come true one day, I'll do my best to help you. I hope we'll have a chance to drink and chat together again," Yan Chuan said solemnly.
Yan Chuan closed his eyes and sent his consciousness into the space between his eyebrows. At this moment, there was a small droplet of liquid in the space between his eyebrows. It seemed to contain the image of the new world from before.
"The Heart of the World? Although I don't know what this thing can do now, I'll think about it carefully! "Yan Chuan said solemnly.
After saying that, Zombie Yan Chuan rushed toward the Great Qin City.
Boom!!
When Zombie Yan Chuan returned, the officials all gathered around him.
"Great Emperor!" The officials all gathered around him.
"Let's go!" Zombie Yan Chuan said.
Following this, Zombie Yan Chuan led the officials into the Yang Realm.
In the Yang Realm, Yan Chuan was already waiting in his human form. Almost everyone was wearing white mourning clothes.
The Empress, the Crown Prince, and some other officials were waiting.
The Seven Dragon Carriage silently stopped at the entrance of the Skyward Palace.
Yan Chuan, the Empress, and the Crown Prince stepped onto the dragon carriage, and the officials followed behind them.
"Let's go!" Bai Qi called out.
"Roar!" "Roar!"
The Seven Dragon Carriages took off and headed north.
Almost all of Great Zhen's officials moved out, heading straight for the Great Thousand World in the Outer North Continent.
At this moment, Yan Chuan was no longer worried about the outside world attacking Great Zhen. The world's situation was almost clear. There were only a few factions left, and Yan Chuan was sure that they wouldn't take advantage of this opportunity to attack.
A few days later, everyone entered the Outer North Continent.
Outer North Continent, Immortal Palace.
"Reporting to Realm Lord, Yan Chuan has entered the Outer North Continent!" An official reported to Zhong Shan.
"I know!" Zhong Shan nodded.
"Realm Lord, should we send an envoy?" The official asked.
"No need, Yan Chuan brought the officials to the Bai Clan's Ancestral Hall to pay respects to Bai Huang's tomb and bury Gui Guzi. There is no need to disturb them!" Zhong Shan said.
"Yes!"
Bai Clan's Ancestral Hall.
The Seven Dragon Carriage arrived. Looking from afar, countless cypress trees towered into the clouds, and the mountains were destroyed. However, Zhong Shan did not allow anyone to enter. This was a forbidden area, the place where Bai Huang was buried.
From afar, the Dragon Carriage stopped. Yan Chuan looked at the scenery around him, and his eyes were slightly moist.
On the Dragon Carriage, there was a coffin, a coffin with Gui Guzi's clothes.
"Mister, we are back!" Yan Chuan looked at the coffin and sighed.
In this place, there were countless beautiful memories of Yan Chuan's first life. Bai Yi grew up here, playing here, crying here, laughing here.
At that time, the Bai Clan was prosperous. At that time, Bai Huang was still alive, smiling kindly at Bai Yi. At that time, Gui Guzi was still alive, strictly teaching Yan Chuan cultivation.
At that time, Bai Yi was still carefree. At that time, Bai Yi was still carefree.
The sea had turned into mulberry fields. Everything had changed.
Bai Huang had fallen, Gui Guzi had fallen, and the Bai Clan had perished. The valley that used to be cheerful was now silent, dead silent.
Tears flowed down Yan Chuan's face as he looked at the valley. Behind him, the Empress, the Crown Prince, and the officials waited quietly.
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