Almost all the masters who wandered around the Mausoleum of Philosophers and obtained many fortuitous encounters had entered the highest place in the universe, the birthplace of the Great Path.
At the same time, they all saw the process of Hong Xuanji being completely killed and refined into the Great Wheel of Liberation, the king of divine artifacts. At this moment, no one was not shocked, and no one was not afraid. Fear rose from the depths of their hearts.
An expert who could shatter the vacuum was killed just like that, and all his spiritual energy was refined into a magic weapon. How shocking was this scene?
Even the masters of creation would not be able to witness this scene. They would never be able to witness this scene in their lifetime.
Even the Yang Spirit masters would not be able to see this scene.
This was an unforgettable scene.
The scene of an expert who could shatter the vacuum being killed in an instant could indeed be passed down through the ages. As a major event in the creation of the world, it would never fade in the long river of history.
"You're all here. Very good, very good. Do you all want to witness the first moment of the climax of this era? The most intense moment of life? The bet between me and the Great Emperor Chang Sheng, the bet between the Hundred Saints and the Holy Emperors, is today … "
Hong Yi held the Great Wheel of Liberation in his hand and surveyed the scene. His power was unparalleled.
Indeed, after refining Hong Xuanji, he had three king of divine artifacts, practiced the Great Dismemberment Technique, and his soul had become a Yang Spirit. His body could shatter the vacuum, and he was invincible. Even Taoist Creation might not be able to suppress him.
When he killed Hong Xuanji, Daoist Creation didn't make a move. Half of it was because of the deterrence of the Great Dissociation Technique, and the other half was because Hong Yi had become extremely powerful after becoming a Yang God. Even at his peak, he might not have been able to deal with him.
And now, after Hong Yi refined Hong Xuanji, he was even more unable to deal with him.
If Hong Xuanji was an ordinary expert who could shatter the vacuum, it would be impossible for him to be refined into a magic weapon that surpassed the Primordial Yang Giant Axe and the Ruyi Scepter, and become the king of divine artifacts.
However, he had fused with the skeleton of Holy Emperor Hong, and his body also had the mother of the five elements, the origin of all sources.
These powerful existences combined to form a new King of Divine Artifacts.
The Immortal Monument, the Wheel of Liberation, and the Temple of All Saints were the three kings of divine weapons. They had forged Hong Yi's current momentum and forged an eternal legend.
In this era, Hong Yi was the true protagonist, the Son of an Era.
Right now, the person who had the highest chance of standing against Hong Yi was the number one expert of the Primordial Era, Emperor Chang Sheng, who had been suppressing the Paramita Bridge all this while.
"Hong Yi, don't be so arrogant! There are so many of us here today, and we all want to seize the Paramita Bridge. Do you think that you can cover the sky with one hand with your unparalleled might? "
Fangyuan was the first to step forward when he saw Hong Yi looking around in a domineering manner. He squinted his eyes and chuckled, "Let me tell you, the Sacred Emperors and ancient immortals in this tomb have all been resurrected. They've destroyed the tomb of the Hundred Saints of Philosophers and are preparing to descend into the Vast Thousand Worlds to build a new civilization. How long do you think your Yi Dao civilization can last? After today, prepare to be completely destroyed. "
Fangyuan was fearless.
This was because his body had been born from flesh and blood, and his soul had gone through nine lightning tribulations.
More importantly, there was a Sacred Emperor hidden inside his body, as well as a Boundless Formation. When the two of them joined forces, their strength and confidence swelled without limit.
"Hong Yi, no matter how strong you are, you won't be able to withstand the combined power of so many experts from the Central World, not to mention that Dao Lord Creation is also here."
Fangyuan's words seemed to have ignited a barrel of gunpowder. A commotion broke out in an instant.
Tang Hailong was the first to speak.
Golden light condensed into a vortex in Tang Hailong's eyes, revealing the most primitive forms of worlds. This was a powerful primordial art, the Primordial Origin Art, a peerless technique of the ancient Sacred Emperor 'Shi'. It could shatter the heavens and strike the earth, sweeping through all arts. At the same time, it also gave Tang Hailong enough confidence.
"Hmph, Hong Yi, you're only strong today. After today, you'll be completely dead. You'll no longer exist between heaven and earth. Your Book of Changes will also vanish in this era. This is the wish of all the Sacred Emperors, as well as everyone's thoughts. "
Li Feiyu's tone was sinister.
His strength had clearly risen to an unfathomable level. It was unknown which Sacred Emperor's inheritance he'd obtained, but his entire body was faintly green, and there were many dazzling lights within it.
"Hong Yi, even if your divine abilities are unrivalled, unrivalled in the past and present, even if you are the inheritor of the multitudes, the multitudes created you, gathering their spirit qi into your body alone, it is all useless. It is impossible for you to fight against the will of everyone."
At this time, many experts from the Central World stood on top of a fortress-like magic treasure. The current leader, Xu Yi, his wife, the head of the Meng Family, Meng Wuhen, the eight ministers of the Central World (Young Master Xu was the minister of war), many peak human immortals, and that Punishment who'd cultivated to the Flesh Derivation Realm.
However, Punishment was much stronger now, as if he'd already broken through to the Myriad Transformations realm. After all, the Genesis Ground was the most suitable place for cultivation. Compared to the outside world, one's cultivation speed was thousands of times faster. Origin qi in particular was very helpful for martial cultivation.
The peak human immortals beside Punishment were definitely experts who'd fought against the Central World's regime, and they'd all joined forces.
This was a tremendous force. Even more impressive was the fact that the seven remaining primordial leaders of the Central World — Guo, Jin, Chen, Jiang, Domain, Jin, and Er — were all present.
Combined, this force was one of the most powerful factions in the heavenly planes.
The fortress they stood on was as majestic as the Ark of Fortune. This was the Fortress of Origins that the Central World had built with all its might.
Even more terrifying was the fact that Xuwu Yi stood on the other side with two familiar faces. The first was the Dark Emperor Daoist, and the second was Sky. The Dark Emperor Daoist's strength had improved greatly, making him more brilliant than any of the primordial leaders. His body exuded a serene and leisurely aura of darkness, as if he was the embodiment of darkness itself. Clearly, he'd obtained Mystic, the legacy of Dao Lord Xuantian.
Kong, on the other hand, fell to his knees when he saw Emperor Chang Sheng, "Honored Master! I've finally met you. "
Kong's words confirmed everyone's suspicions. The person standing on the Paramita Bridge was none other than Emperor Chang Sheng, the number one cultivator throughout the ages.
"Rise, little monkey. But you shouldn't have come." Emperor Chang Sheng shook his head. "But since you're here, you're probably in the midst of the calamity …"
"That's right, they're all in the calamity … Emperor Chang Sheng, so many people have come to disturb our bet today. It looks like I'll have to get rid of them one by one."
Hong Yi suddenly spoke up, interrupting Emperor Chang Sheng and Kong's conversation. He said sternly, "The bet between us is the greatest bet of this epoch. There can't be any mistakes, and we can't let so many people take advantage of us."
"Hahahaha! Who do you think you are, Hong Yi? Don't tell me you're going to get rid of all of us?" Tang Hailong said in a shrill voice.
"Exactly!" Hong Yi said, turning to face him. "Tang Hailong, I've let you live all this time. Are you still not satisfied? Today, you're free. It doesn't matter who's behind you, they won't be able to stop you. "
As Hong Yi spoke, his eyes turned as sharp as an eagle's, and he strode toward Tang Hailong with the wheel in one hand and the other in the other.
In the blink of an eye, Hong Yi's hand was filled with all sorts of phenomena, and he sent streams of true energy out to form an inescapable net that surrounded Tang Hailong.
"Not good!"
Tang Hailong suddenly realized that he couldn't move at all, and realized how terrifying Hong Yi was.
"Primordial, primordial … yin and yang …." All of a sudden, the image of an emperor appeared inside of Tang Hailong. It was none other than the Founding Emperor!
The Founding Emperor seemed to be a heroic spirit, and as soon as he appeared, he unleashed a fist strike that slammed into Hong Yi's true energy and tried to break free. However, Hong Yi quickly pushed the Wheel of Liberation down.
RUUUUUMBLE! It was as if some primeval spirit were tossing a mountain into the sea.
The heroic spirit of the "Founding Emperor" was instantly crushed. Then, the "Wheel of Liberation" came crashing down, crushing Tang Hailong's body into a meat patty!
Not even Tang Hailong's myriad of magics could do anything to stop it.
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