Hearing Zhenyuanzi's simple answer, the Grand Sage of Nine Spirits could not help but sigh.
"It's a few years faster than I expected. It's really hard to predict. At our level, we still can't see the Will of Heaven clearly. What's the use of this deduction? What's the use of the Doctrine of Changes? "
As he spoke, he turned around and left. He stepped out of the grand and solemn black hall and rose up in the dark sky of the Nether World. He shed the Ghost Aura, the appearance of an emperor, and the authority of this place, and returned to the appearance of the Great Sage of the Demon Tribe. He broke through the layers of fog and returned to the precinct of the ancient Fusang tree.
According to his original plan, he could still comprehend the mysteries of the world after death for a few years to grasp some key points of the Final Trial. He did not expect Zhenyuanzi to come so quickly and so powerfully!
In the hall, the black fog left by the Grand Sage of Nine Spirits tumbled endlessly. Vague Taoist patterns appeared and condensed into a gloomy greenish-gray Imperial Insignia. It fell into the hands of Zhenyuanzi. It was the symbol of the authority of the Nether World built by the Emperor of Feng Du!
"Before I had this opportunity, how would I know the layout of the Heavenly Prison of the Immortal Realm …" Zhenyuanzi also sighed.
Everything seemed to be arranged!
He caught the greenish-gray Imperial Insignia and opened his mouth to spit out a quiet and deathly light. It broke through the layers of inhibition and left a mark at the cardinal point.
Bang!
There seemed to be thunder in the gloomy Nether World. The refined acquired Acheron surged forward, penetrated the chaotic time, connected with a piece of decayed and ancient Yin Earth, and converged with the real Acheron flowing on it!
The Yin Earth was divided into many layers. At the bottom was the Evil Evil Sacrificial Pool at the beginning of the era. Above it was the Demon God's Death Swamp when the Nine Serenities were fighting for hegemony. There was the Graveyard of the Gods when the Celestial Ruler was in the Nine Heavens, and the Nether World that generations of demons and humans tried to build. The new suppressed the old, and the present covered the past, turning history into a fossil. At the core of this Yin Earth, no matter how many layers were accumulated, there was always a turbid and dark Luohou Mountain. This was the Taoist field of Emperor Xuanming.
However, at this moment, even if anger infected his cold eyes and his roar could be heard everywhere, there was still no way to stop the collusion between the Emperor of Feng Du's Nether World and the Luohou Realm. Zhenyuanzi, who was transformed into the Ghost Emperor by the Celestial Ruler, was also a fake Nirvana Realm here. Both sides were equally matched, and no one could do anything to the other. Moreover, the focus of Emperor Xuanming was still at the Claws Of The Devil, which could lose control at any time.
The Nether World in the layers of fog seemed to have expanded countless times. The ghost soldiers and messengers were dumbfounded to find that their sight was no longer hazy fog, but the Yin Earth that was vast and barren. There was a black sun and a yellow moon in the sky, both of which had a feeling of decay and paleness. Their soul bodies became more and more solid, and they were even equipped with shiny silver spiritual armors.
As the Nether World was perfected, the Ghost Emperor that was transformed by Zhenyuanzi looked up to the sky, bowed, and said solemnly,
"May the Void Hometown descend!"
"May the Void Hometown descend!"
…
After saying it nine times in a row, he suddenly raised his sleeves, and the Nether World turned from dim to dark. Layers of fog were pulled by tornadoes and flew down from the sky like two giant pythons. And in the infinite distance, a faint light appeared. Although it did not become bigger, it gradually became clearer. It was a hazy world that also could not see the edge. There was a sense of great freedom and bliss inside, full of eternal silence and tranquility, as if it was the original home of all living beings, the final destination.
White lotuses bloomed, and the clear light turned into a mist. The Night Emperor and the Oracles who were in it all looked at each other, not understanding what was going on. However, the supreme and powerful will faintly revealed from the depths of the Void Hometown made them not dare to doubt, and could only worship.
Bang!
This faint light crashed into the core of the Nether World with a refined clear light, stirring up an endless storm, but the ghost soldiers and messengers were not affected.
The storm turned into countless white lotuses, falling one after another and taking root in every corner of the Nether World. Some sank under the Yin Earth, and some directly bloomed.
Bang!
The clear light was like a real dragon, constantly rising from the core of the Nether World, completely enveloping this world!
Bang!
In the true chaos, in the center of the pure land of Buddhism that spanned endless tribulations, there was a giant Bodhi tree that supported this world. Its branches were the way, and its leaves were the rules, reaching everywhere.
At this moment, the Real Spirit Map hanging on the Bodhi tree was stimulated, and suddenly shone brightly.
Where the light shone, an obscure, illusory, blissful, and pure ancient will appeared out of nowhere from the giant Bodhi tree.
Bang!
In the center of the Western Pure Land, the dream-like fog and bubbles remained unchanged since ancient times. There were Eight Treasures Merit Ponds in the surroundings. There were no ripples in them, and they were so deep that it was hard to see the bottom, as if they led to different strange and inexplicable universes.
Suddenly, these Merit Ponds all shot up to the sky, green as glass, and dream-like, condensed into a green lotus full of ancient will.
The green lotus fell, penetrating the dream-like bubbles and layers of fog.
Bang!
Clear light lingered in front of Zhenyuanzi, and the Void Hometown had already merged with the Nether World. In the deepest part, white lotus petals bloomed one after another, clustered around a majestic and holy god. His clothes were complicated and light, ancient and elegant, and his face seemed to be covered by endless time and space, blurring and difficult to see. Only the pair of eyes that surpassed everything in the world left a deep impression.
Zhenyuanzi immediately bowed and said solemnly,
"Welcome back, Matriarch!"
The Night Emperor and the other oracles directly prostrated and shouted in unison,
"Welcome back, Matriarch!"
The deity looked down at them and said with a faint smile, "That's right.
"The Heaven's Will has changed."
…
Outside the Thirty-three Levels of Heaven, where the Tushita Palace was located, there were spiritual springs, exotic flowers, and fairy birds and auspicious beasts everywhere.
The golden-horned lad was bored to death as he watched the silver-horned lad preach to Chonghe. Suddenly, he felt something and looked outside. He saw a skinny golden-bodied Buddha sitting on the lotus throne. He didn't come in, nor did he leave. He was six feet tall, and his face was full of benevolence. There was a boundless will filling the heaven and earth.
"Amitabha!" the golden-horned boy blurted out.
…
In the mysterious world connected by the Eye of the Sea, the Demon King Palace stood quietly. The little fox Qingqiu was seizing the time to cultivate, striving to further awaken the Spear of Mythical Creatures.
Suddenly, she saw the doors of the Demon King Palace open without any wind, and a Taoist with his hair tied into two buns stepped in.
The Taoist had a yellow face and a little beard, looking thin and free. He looked at Qingqiu with a smile and slowly walked into the Demon King Palace.
"He can actually enter the deepest part of the Demon King Palace that we can't even touch …" Qingqiu stared blankly at this scene.
…
In the boundless pure land, Dipankara Buddha was thinking about all kinds of details, deducing every pass.
Suddenly, he saw the shadow of Ananda in front of him turn his head to look at the outside world again.
"Our chance is here," Ananda immediately revealed a meaningful smile.
Chance? Dipankara Buddha was puzzled.
…
In the Invincible Blade, the boundless sea of thunder was flickering.
Mengqi and Gu Xiaosang each held the Jade Plate of Fate on one side, respectively operating their own Infinity Chaos, wearing it down bit by bit, assimilating it into their own bodies.
After an unknown period of time, the water rippled, as if it was about to turn into a long river, and the Jade Plate of Fate turned into ashes.
"Donghuang is indeed an ancient emperor …" Mengqi could not help but sigh. Just by refining and absorbing the various Dao and rules on the incomplete Jade Plate of Fate, he had directly stepped into the middle reaches of the Creation Realm. Gu Xiaosang had even more accumulated, and only needed to truly belong to her, and she would be able to break through the passes.
Of course, directly absorbing and refining the Dao condensed by others would conflict with oneself, causing the foundation to be unstable, and it would take more time to polish in the future. If not for the Infinity Chaos, Mengqi might even explode and die on the spot. However, in the face of the catastrophe, he had to step into the Creation Realm as soon as possible and eliminate the remaining spirituality of Donghuang. He could no longer care about this, and only hoped that after the catastrophe, there was still time to make up for it.
Gu Xiaosang opened her eyes, and the corner of her mouth curled up. Just as she was about to speak, her expression suddenly changed, and her eyes revealed a look of shock that Mengqi had never seen before.
She blurted out, "Ajati Matriarch is back!"
Ajati Matriarch is back? She actually returned at this time? Mengqi's mind buzzed, and there was the same shock.
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