Far away in the Eastern Wastelands, in the vast mountains and rivers, the Donghuang Celestial Tower hung at the peak of the Nine Heavens. Thunder roared in the depths of the sky. Purple lightning and silver dragons pierced through the endless void, constantly reflecting the outline of the Celestial Palace.
Inside the Celestial Tower.
The sound of killing rang out. Compared to the tranquility of the past, there was now a hint of violence.
The silhouette of a thunder dragon, tens of thousands of meters long, constantly appeared in the Celestial Palace. It either soared into the sky, broke through the sea of thunder, or swooped down, breaking through space and time with all the thunder in it. The roar of a dragon shook the sky.
In the small world in the depths of the Heavenly Palace, there were obscure auras surging up and down. They were filled with boundless killing intent. The most eye-catching thing was that these obscure auras seemed to contain the vicissitudes of time.
There were old fogies with white hair and beards. They looked as if they had crawled out of their graves. Their blood and qi had long since dried up, and they looked like they had long since rotted away. And yet, they were still walking around the world.
Within the roaring purple lightning, a mighty figure appeared. At this moment, all the thunder in the world bowed to his feet, suppressing space and time!
"Wujiang is back!"
In an instant, a figure within the Celestial Palace solidified. It was the Junior Master.
"How are the preparations going?"
Stepping through the thunder in the sky, Donghuang's imperial might was as brilliant as the sun, directly suppressing the violent aura that filled the air around the Celestial Palace.
Roar!
The roar of a dragon pierced through the sky. A thunder dragon turned into a bolt of lightning that fell from the endless sky. In the blink of an eye, a vast amount of destruction poured down. The dragon's body was towering and domineering.
"Lei Shan, don't worry. Very soon, very soon you will be able to make your move!" Donghuang clapped his hands, and the thunder dragon lay dormant and roared.
Then, the two figures disappeared from the sky, heading towards the endless depths of the Celestial Palace.
The deeper they went, the more ancient and decaying the atmosphere became. The vicissitudes of life became more and more intense. But in this vicissitudes, there was a hint of divinity that continued to grow stronger.
This was a boundlessly vast expanse of heaven and earth. Most importantly, when one entered this place, one would feel as if one had returned to the primordial era of Aragami Aragami. Divine light surged and was dense like a tide, and this place was just like the true God Realm!
One after another, incomparably huge figures were suspended in this world of divinity that exuded the vicissitudes of time.
Every single one of them was at least ten thousand feet tall. Even though there were no ripples of life, the aura they emitted was extremely terrifying. Every single one of them was surrounded by a small whirlpool of Divine Power.
Flames curled around it, as if the ancient flames had pierced through the ages. A phoenix that was covered in blazing flames hovered in the sky. Its body was a few hundred thousand feet in size, as if it could incinerate everything with its terrifying power.
There was a Black Tortoise with four legs floating in the ocean, an azure dragon with azure light swirling around its body, a golden lion with a pair of dragon horns on its head roaring, and even a Golden Peng that was still spreading its wings in silence. A series of deities that only existed in primordial times appeared in this small world.
The only difference was that even though these huge deities were still silent, the aura they emitted was the aura of the Human Race.
In this small expanse of heaven and earth, old men constantly shuttled around these deities, as if they were investigating something. They were also constantly injecting ocean energy into these deities.
Even when Donghuang and the Junior Grand Master appeared, these old men didn't care at all. In their eyes, there were only these huge deities as they constantly busied themselves with the matters at hand.
Donghuang's eyes constantly swept across the huge bodies of the deities, and a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes. At this moment, an old man hurried over from the depths of the small expanse of heaven and earth.
"Wujiang, we can't do it now. There are a few divine blood emperors that have been silent for too long. Even though we've used all our strength, we can't awaken them again. It seems that their wills have been obliterated by time!"
The old man was extremely old, and his white hair was messy. However, his eyes were not the slightest bit cloudy. Instead, they were filled with a kind of fervor.
"We've already expected this. We humans aren't gods, and we can't be immortal and endure the erosion of time. How are the remaining divine blood emperors?"
Emperor Donghuang instantly suppressed the fluctuations in his expression and shouted out loud.
"The remaining divine blood emperors have awakened one after another in the past two hundred years, and are now gradually recovering. They definitely won't delay our conquest!"
"Good!"
Donghuang nodded lightly. The Human Race had spent dozens of epochs to set up this plan. If they wanted to destroy the Hundred Races, they could have done it dozens of epochs ago. They had allowed them to exist for so long, so how could they let it go so easily?
Glancing over every divine blood emperor, Donghuang's flickering eyes finally fell. The huge figures in front of him were the Human Race's first attack on the Tian Race from the Wasteland Continent.
At this moment, not only did they step onto the Path of Heaven, but they also launched an attack from the Wasteland Continent.
"In a hundred years, I will come again!"
Very quickly, Donghuang and the Junior Master rushed out of the imperial court. Very quickly, secret edicts were sent out from Emperor Dong's Palace to various places in the endless Eastern Wasteland Continent.
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Nine Serenities Yellow Springs.
After such a long time, the black-armored expert from the Tian Race was still constantly attacking Nine Serenities. However, the time and space where the Ancient Emperor of the Desolation was located was also constantly changing. The chances of the two colliding were not high.
In reality, at this time, it was more dependent on luck. After attacking for such a long time, the black-armored expert's anger could be imagined. Even though he was an expert who had lived for countless years, he could not suppress the anger in his heart at this moment.
Back then, the Ancient Emperor of the Desolation had stolen the sky and changed the sun, hiding the heart of the innate true spirit in the river of time. Then, using his own blood and bones as a medium, he sealed the entire Nine Serenities, changing the rules of Nine Serenities and blocking the path of the Tian Race.
Most importantly, even after so many years, the rules of Nine Serenities still maintained most of the power from before, binding the hands and feet of the Tian Race.
The Ancient Emperor of the Desolation stood with his hands behind his back. Six broken Reincarnation Gates spanned across the sky of Nine Serenities. At this moment, a broken stone gate buzzed.
Then, the stone gate erupted with a vast and boundless power of rebirth, wanting to make people lose themselves within it. The stone gate buzzed and trembled, and an illusory figure stepped out. Then, in the time it took to breathe, its entire body completely solidified!
Boom!
An incomparably violent power directly rushed into this space, and the roar of a dragon resounded throughout the world.
Tu Huang had returned!
The roar of the dragon was followed by the roar of a dragon, which then solidified in his hand, turning into a huge coiled dragon staff, emitting a vast and majestic aura!
Stepping into the void, Tu Huang bowed to the Ancient Emperor of the Desolation and stepped into the Reincarnation Gate. He had experienced the reincarnation of time and found his former self. At this moment, he could finally be called the Tu Huang of the Human Race!
He was not a reincarnated emperor, and had not reached the peak of his previous life!
Emperor's Way, Middle Stage of Heavenly Transformation!
This was the peak of Tu Huang's current realm. Stepping into the Reincarnation Gate, he had made up for what he lacked when he was reborn. Not only did it allow him to find the martial arts realm of his previous life, but it also allowed him to advance from the Early Stage of Heavenly Transformation to the Middle Stage of Heavenly Transformation, and even the Infinite Stage of the Middle Stage, touching the Late Stage of Heavenly Transformation.
This was the accumulation of two lifetimes, completely concentrated and exploding together!
However, at this moment, Tu Huang did not have the slightest bit of excitement. Instead, his eyes were a little desolate. When he was reincarnated, he did not even think about what was happening in front of him. At this moment, not only did he recover the power he had when he was at his peak, but he even surpassed his previous life.
Not only him, but also Emperor Cang, Emperor Luo, and Taihao. They had all reincarnated for their own mission. Now, Emperor Luo and Taihao had left first. They were reincarnated together, but they could not reach the peak together again. This was a kind of pain.
At this moment, in the endless land in the depths of the blood-red heart, Xiao Chen had long forgotten where he was. He was lost in the evolution of a kind of Dao.
In the middle of his eyebrows, there was an extremely simple Dao pattern. It could be a line, a dot, or even an arc. However, it contained the endless truth of the Great Path.
The earth-shattering battle was engraved in his heart with all his effort. Every Innate True Spirit that was as tall as the heavens and the earth was so majestic. The battle between them had surpassed all understanding.
However, in the end, he died and his Dao disappeared. His blood and bones turned into Dao patterns. He could not help but sigh at the impermanence of fate.
Of course, he did not see the complete battle between the 3,000 Innate True Spirits. There were only a hundred of them. Even so, the battle between the hundred Innate True Spirits still exhausted the Spiritual Power in his spiritual world. It was even dried up and cracked, almost collapsing completely.
Especially the Innate True Spirit that looked like a Heavenly Dragon. It was so terrifying that it was able to fight against dozens of Innate True Spirits by itself. Even though there was a huge silver bird that controlled the silver light in space, it was still torn apart by its divine dragon claws.
It was terrifying. The Sky Dragon controlled the Great Path of Heaven and Earth. As they clashed violently, the Innate True Spirits continued to fight among the Innate True Spirits. In the end, the Innate True Spirits perished together.
In the broken Chaotic World, there were rays of light circling around. Dao patterns appeared and formed together with the Chaotic Brand. Gradually, the Chaotic World became extremely sturdy.
And it was in this endless land of time and space that Xiao Chen absorbed the comprehension of the Great Path of Heaven and Earth. The originally illusory light of the Heavenly Law in the middle of his eyebrows started to solidify.
A crescent moon-like Dao pattern appeared. As it disappeared, another wave-like Dao pattern appeared.
From the outside, even if it was just an instant, the Innate Dao pattern on the solidified Divine Spark had endless changes. It was impossible to tell which Dao pattern it was!