Although the old man was old, one could still see his glory from the sword in his hand.
However, he was only an old man at the end of his life. There would come a time when his strength would be exhausted. He swung his sword and beheaded a green wolf in front of him. The hand holding the sword finally began to tremble.
He looked at the pack of wild beasts charging towards him with his blurry old eyes. He was neither panicked nor afraid. He only revealed a trace of emotion.
Am I finally going to die?
It's good to die on the battlefield. It's the best ending for me.
But home … I can't go back anymore.
He could not help but raise his head and look at the void in the distance. His eyes were misty, blurring his vision.
"Grandpa Tongtong, Grandpa Tongtong …"
In the village behind the old man, young voices called out anxiously. There were also older children who joined the battlefield with weapons in their hands.
They looked at the old man's tottering back and their eyes turned red.
On the battlefield, the others also cried out in concern. "Old man Tongtong!"
In the eyes of many people, tears flowed down quickly like kites with broken strings.
In this village, the old man was the oldest and the most prestigious. Almost everyone had received guidance from him.
Many years ago, someone carried the fainted old man back. After that, the old man had lived in the village.
No one knew the old man's past. However, gradually, the people in the village realized that the old man was not ordinary. He began to teach the youths in the village how to cultivate. Now, it could be said that everyone in the village was the old man's disciple.
As time passed, many people of the older generation passed away one after another. However, although this old man seemed to have reached the end of his life, he was still very much alive. Many people guessed that he might be someone from a greater region, but he was severely injured.
In fact, every time the old man got drunk, he would often act crazy. He would dance with his sword under the moonlight and shout about his great power in the past. He sat above the Nine Levels of Heaven and could kill a Saint with one strike. He was worshipped by countless people.
However, at this moment … was the old man really going to pass away?
"Kill, kill!"
"Even if we die, we'll make these bastards pay the price!"
The entire village exploded with a strong fighting spirit. In this desperate situation, they fought with their backs against the wall. Although they knew it was a drop in the bucket, no one was willing to wait for death.
"Awoo!"
At this moment, a wolf howled and a wolf with red fur like fire slowly walked out. It looked at the old man with cold eyes. Its aura surged. It was a Foundation Establishment Stage wolf demon.
It seemed to have come here to send the old man off.
The wolf opened its mouth slightly, and a huge fireball smashed towards the old man.
"Spells?"
"Dying under a spell … is also good."
A smile appeared on the old man's wrinkled face. He looked at the void in the distance again, but his blurry vision paused for a moment. He seemed to see two figures rushing over.
Furthermore … it felt vaguely familiar.
Was this a hallucination before death?
The old man closed his eyes, but at this moment, one of the figures slowly raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the village!
Buzz!
Everything here was frozen in place!
Time and space seemed to have been separated, turning into a picture.
An irresistible mystical aura enveloped this area, as if a high and mighty god had descended to the mortal world.
In fact, it was indeed so.
In the picture, the endless sea of ferocious beasts was like spring snow meeting the warm sun. They slowly melted, turned into dust, and disappeared from the world.
The originally noisy world fell into a dead silence at this moment.
After a long while, everyone came back to their senses and hurriedly knelt down to worship.
In unison, they said sincerely, "A miracle, a miracle has descended! Thank you, Lord God, for showing up. Thank you, Lord God, for saving our lives. "
However, the old man did not move. It was as if he had been immobilized. He looked at the two figures floating in the void, and his mind was blank. He looked like he was crying and laughing at the same time, and his lips were trembling violently.
Clang, clang, clang.
The long sword in his hand fell to the ground. For a moment, he did not know what to do.
The people who had rushed over were naturally Nuwa and the Empress.
They looked at the old man in front of them with complicated expressions. If they had not sensed the familiar aura, they would not have believed that the old man would become like this.
However, it was a good thing that they came in time.
Nuwa looked at him and said with a smile, "What do you want to say?"
The old man's body shook, but he quickly lowered his head and said, "I was distracted for a moment. I offended you, Lord God. I am guilty."
He did not dare to admit it directly.
Because he was afraid that it was all a coincidence, or a trap.
He hid the Seventh Realm in his heart. If he said it out loud, it would cause a great disaster.
This was a secret that was more important than his life. He had to be careful!
"Tongtian, I am Nuwa. You don't have to be wary of me."
Nuwa transmitted her voice to Tongtian, then said, "We are here to pick you up. Say goodbye to the others and come with us."
With that, Nuwa and the Empress landed in the forest not far away.
Everyone was still kneeling and praying, and they were shouting about a miracle.
Tongtian looked at everyone and suddenly laughed proudly. "Hahaha, I said that I could reach Tongtian back then. Now, someone is finally here to pick me up. How about it? I didn't lie to you, right?"
"Amazing."
"All of you, Lord God, please accept our worship."
Everyone immediately knelt in fear and trepidation, and their eyes were filled with respect.
Tongtian looked at them and let out a long sigh. "It's time for me to leave. Let's part ways here."
"Farewell, Lord God."
There were also children who shouted reluctantly, "Goodbye, Grandpa Tongtian."
…
Tongtian walked into the forest and saw Nuwa and the Empress. His eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
He said in shock, "It … it's really you guys?"
Nuwa smiled and said, "We crossed realms to come here. Why, you still don't believe me?"
She and the Empress looked at the old man in front of them, and their hearts were in turmoil.
Back in the Primordial World, Nuwa and Tongtian were both Saints of the Primordial World. Tongtian even founded the Jie Sect, and his Celestial Slaying Sword Formation could kill Saints. His combat power was said to be the best in the Primordial World.
They did not expect that after leaving the Primordial World 10,000 years ago, he would be in such dire straits when they met again.
"I can't believe it. Why are you here? You shouldn't be here!"
Tongtian frowned, and his tone was worried and anxious. He said solemnly, "This realm is very scary. Go back quickly and don't expose yourselves."
Nuwa said, "What's wrong? Sect Leader Tongtian, who was fearless back then, is now afraid of everything?"
"Back then, I didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. I was just a frog at the bottom of a well looking at the sky. Tongtian is already dead. Now, there's only an old man called Tongtian."
His tone was filled with loneliness, and he sighed.
The Empress said, "Don't worry, there will be a way for you to recover."
"No need. My body is already crippled. My Dao body is damaged, and my Primordial Spirit is shattered. It's useless."
Tongtian shook his head bitterly. After so many years, he had already accepted his fate.
Then, he became spirited again and said in a low voice, "Don't worry about anything else. This place is really dangerous!"
"You guys didn't cause a big commotion here, did you? This area belongs to the Eastern Wilderness, and there's an extremely terrifying Demon King. It's rumored that its original form is a Seven-Colored Elk, and it has the ability to subvert the laws. If it discovers us, the entire Seventh Realm will be finished! "
The more Tongtian spoke, the more afraid he became. His limbs were a little cold.
Demon King?
Seven-Colored Elk?
It sounded so familiar.
Nuwa and the Empress looked at each other, and they could not help but smile.
Tongtian was dumbfounded. "You guys can still smile?"
Nuwa laughed. "Tongtian, if I'm not wrong, the Seven-Colored Elk you're talking about should be a dish now."
What?
A dish?
What are you talking about?
Tongtian thought that there was something wrong with his ears, and he froze on the spot.
The Empress explained, "Sect Leader Tongtian, just before we came to the Fourth Realm, we just killed the Seven-Colored Elk."
"Haha, impossible! You must have mistaken it for a demon. "
Tongtian shook his head, and his face was full of disbelief. He continued, "I'm not trying to discourage you guys, but in the Primordial Era, we thought we were the best when we were Saints. In fact, we were just ants!
"Above the Saints, there's the Chaos Daluo Golden Immortal! Above the Chaos Daluo Golden Immortal, there's the Heavenly Dao, and above the Heavenly Dao, there's the Great Dao!
This Seven-Colored Elk's subordinates are all in the Heavenly Dao, and it's very likely that it's a Great Dao Supreme. How are you going to kill it? "
Now that he had lost all his cultivation, he naturally could not sense Nuwa and the Empress's cultivation. However, he guessed that Nuwa was most likely still in the Saint Realm. Even if she had found a great opportunity, she would at most be a Chaos Daluo Golden Immortal.
As for the Empress … she might not even be a Saint, and she might not even be as good as him.
They were in a completely different world from the Seven-Colored Elk, and the gap between them was like heaven and earth.
Nuwa and the Empress had a strange look on their faces.
Nuwa asked, "Tongtian, we know what you're talking about. Why don't you guess what my cultivation is now?"
Tongtian smiled. "Looking at you, you must have obtained some kind of opportunity to become a Chaos Daluo Golden Immortal. That's already not easy."
The Empress asked, "What do you think about me?"
Tongtian said, "You? You're a Saint? "
Nuwa smiled and shook her head. "You guessed wrong. I think you should be mentally prepared. Don't be unable to take it later."
Tongtian was stunned. "I … I can't be in the Heavenly Dao Realm, right?"
Nuwa smiled and nodded. "I was just lucky. I'm indeed in the Heavenly Dao Realm."
"Hiss …"
Tongtian felt the world spin, and he almost fell to the ground. His face was twitching.
Heavenly Dao?
Nuwa is in the Heavenly Dao Realm?
I'm so miserable, but look at her. She just soared. They're two extremes!
He looked at the Empress again. "Then, you can't be …"
The Empress said, "I'm only a Chaos Daluo Golden Immortal. I'm just a little bit away from the Heavenly Dao Realm."
Just a little bit?
Tongtian's body staggered back three steps, almost suffocating.
His brain was about to explode, and his worldview had suffered an unprecedented blow.
What was going on?
What did they do? How could they be so awesome?
One had to know that in the Primordial World, Tongtian was a Saint, and the Empress was only a Sage-to-be. However, it had only been ten thousand years. How could the gap between them be so huge?
Tongtian's face was red, and he felt ashamed. I don't deserve to live!
Nuwa said again, "By the way, Hong Jun, the Jade Emperor, and Yang Jian are also in the Heavenly Dao Realm. Juling Shen is also about to enter the Heavenly Dao Realm. Many people in the Primordial World have improved greatly."
"Hum …"
Tongtian's skull could not take it anymore. His brain was in chaos, and he felt like he was having a nightmare.
What the hell?
Yang Jian, a servant in the Heavenly Palace, was already in the Heavenly Dao Realm?
And Juling Shen, a pawn in the Heavenly Palace, was also about to enter the Heavenly Dao Realm?
There should be a limit to bragging, right?
This was not a small realm like the Foundation Establishment Realm. This was the Heavenly Dao. Every bit of growth was incomparably difficult, let alone breaking through the bottleneck.
Tongtian digested it for a long time before he squeezed out a sentence. "You … you must be kidding me. This is impossible!"
However, he looked at Nuwa and the Empress's expressions and knew that they were not joking.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in horror, "What … what happened? How did you do it? "
Nuwa said indifferently, "Nothing much. We were just lucky to meet an expert. We ate and drank with him, and then inexplicably reached this realm."
Ate and drank?
Inexplicably?
Are you using words that a human would use?
Tongtian felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if it was stabbed deeply.
He thought of the 10,000 years after he left the Eldritch World. First, he had been wandering around in the Chaos, looking for opportunities. He was surrounded by dangers, and he had to fight for every opportunity. Finally, he was brought to the Fourth Realm by chance, and then he had to go through a lot of hardships.
Even so, he had just become a real Chaos Daluo Golden Immortal. However, he was severely injured by someone, and after he escaped with his life, he ended up like this.
Do you know how I have lived for the past 10,000 years?
The Tongtian suddenly felt like crying …
However, he caught the crux of the matter and asked curiously, "What expert?"
Nuwa and the Empress looked pious at the same time. They said reverently, "A supreme being who stands at the top of the world and is respected and worshipped by everyone!"
"The Seven-colored Elk was tamed by one of the expert's dogs. It's lucky to become the expert's game. It's an honorable ending."
Immediately, they told her everything about the expert one by one.
The Tongtian Sect's mouth opened wider as he listened. In the end, his jaw almost dislocated, and he could not close it for a long time.
Treating the Chaos Spirit Spring as water, using the Chaos Spirit Root as fruit, and tasting it casually. Even the delicacies contained the Great Path, and elevating the Eldritch World to the Divine Realm …
That was not all. The Heavenly Realm and even the Great Path Supreme were just game in his eyes?
This was simply unreasonable brutality!
Was there any justice? Was there any law?
After being stunned for a long time, the Tongtian Sect suddenly looked at Nuwa and the Empress with mixed feelings. He said softly, "I understand now. You didn't do much at all. You were just riding on the expert's coattails. Then, you started to soar, and your realms increased."
The Empress and Nuwa nodded awkwardly.
Although they had done something, it was nothing compared to the opportunity given by the expert.
"Sob …"
The Tongtian Sect's Leader, who could face death calmly, cried.
Tears flowed down his face like rain.
"God is unfair. I should have just stayed in the Eldritch World!"
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