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Chapter 793 24. Ancient Emperor Yu

At the edge of the universe, Qing Yan heard the sound of breaking.

Behind him, the outer shell of the universe cracked, and an arm directly pierced through the barrier of the universe. At the gap, an eye came up, and the huge green eye turned and landed on the Taihang Mountains in Kyushu.

Then, with a "rip" sound, the outer wall of the universe was torn open as if a piece of thin paper, and a huge creature wrapped in feathers stepped in and swam slowly. In the hole behind him, countless pale creatures crawled in together and poured into various worlds. In an instant, every corner of the universe was filled with pale flowers.

Under the feather-like robe, the dark green eyes glanced at Qingyan, and the pale thorns pierced her bones and muscles, taking off the Crown of Law that Qingyan was about to raise.

The universe is silent.

As a complete supreme being, it would be easy for Him to destroy the universe, and no one dares to raise a weapon against Him.

After entering the universe, He went straight towards Kyushu.

The Tianyang Altar made a humming sound, and several shadows appeared on the statue, staring at the Fallen Supreme who passed by.

Near the original universe, the Temple of the Sun.

"Yun Zhongjun is still in this universe." Dongjun said in a deep voice. He once again grasped a spear. It was not a supreme weapon infused with the rhyme of Tao, but a sun spear that belonged only to Dongjun. The spear shaft was coiled like a dragon, and the spear tip was golden and bright. There was no tassel, and under the spear tip was a golden ring that spread out like the sun.

Dongjun's fingertips passed across his brows, a big sun rose, and the golden-red Taoist rhyme suddenly illuminated the black fog.

At the same time, inside the broken universe, the sun in the center of the sky suddenly changed its trajectory, and it circled the fallen supreme being.

This is an eye.

It is the eye of Dongjun that peeks into the material universe.

The Fallen Supreme looked back and felt that he was being spied on. This feeling was not wrong. Soon, he found the source.

sun.

The next moment, there were so many prying eyes that the stars in the entire universe were burning fiercely, slowly shifting their orbits and began to orbit around the Fallen Supreme, as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at him. The Fallen Supreme narrowed his eyes because he caught a glimpse of the glorious ancient god standing behind these billions of suns.

The light from the stars was twisted by a pair of hands to form a gun.

Dongjun took immediate action and threw the Sun Spear in his hand to kill the Fallen Supreme!

The sun is the walker of the east, and the blazing torch is his eyes, locking the enemy's position on his behalf. The gears of cause and effect mesh invisibly, connecting the tip of the sun spear and the filthy protocore of the fallen supreme being on a taut line.

This blow is sure to hit!

It should be so.

A blue-gray arm cut off the Sun Spear in the black fog, and the cold air from its mouth cooled the Dao rhyme on the tip of the spear. He walked over and stood up on the black sand dune. All the filth walkers around him prostrated themselves on the ground, and the dark and strange Dao rhyme was beating and condensed into a long robe.

"Riding on the dragon chariot, the sound of rumbling is heard; the high camel soars into the sky."

"I am lingering on the cassia branches, and my thoughts are getting more and more sad."

Someone was chanting softly in the darkness, which triggered reflections in the past timelines. That was the people of Tianyang worshiping Him.

"Boom!" The creature stabbed the sun spear into the black sand dune. He raised his stone-like face, half of which was rotten, with scarlet rivers flowing from his pupils, and the other half of his eyes were a horrible light gray. He stared at Dongjun through the black fog, as if giving a silent warning.

"Even you have been dug out?" Dong Jun whispered.

"The Great God of Destiny."

…………

Broken universe, Kyushu and Taihang.

The shadow of the Fallen Supreme was so close that Dongjun’s attack failed and was intercepted by Dasi Ming.

This allowed the Fallen Supreme to advance triumphantly. The sky of Jiuzhou changed drastically. Turbulent spiritual energy flickered deep in the lead-gray clouds. Because of the approach of the Supreme, the spirits of the entire Jiuzhou were subconsciously fleeing. The few remaining crowned monarchs looked up. Not long after they received the news from the Eight Kings of Taihang, and before they could rush to Beiyuan to help the Lord of Taihang, a Supreme attacked from outside Jiuzhou.

Not only could they feel the sound of Jiuzhou's impending collapse, but also the entire universe was wailing under the pressure of the Supreme.

Just like stars capture approaching dust, everything approaching the Supreme is captured by His Dao rhyme. The realm that has existed for billions of years disappears in an instant, and the stellar sun that has been burning for hundreds of epochs is extinguished in the blink of an eye.

The eyes of the Supreme are bright and are the only light in the universe.

Above the Yellow River, a huge black dragon raised its head, its scarlet vertical pupils staring at the Supreme's eyes, its scales opening and closing. He slowly crawled out of the Yellow River, revealing only the skeleton of his lower body. The Taihang Eight Kings who came to inform the alliance could not bear to watch any longer.

The Yellow River Dragon King Teng Xiao, in the battle with the old ancestors, joined forces with the two top crown bearers, Saint King Luo and Bing Feng Qi Xue, to block Chun Yang Fu You. In that battle, Saint King Luo fell, Bing Feng Qi Xue's crown was shattered, and the Dragon King Teng Xiao's dragon bones were pierced by the Chun Yang sword, leaving his lower body almost permanently rotten, and even now that he is a Law Saint, he cannot heal. Even when Teng Xiao used the method of the River Map and Luo Shu to push the sword light to infinity, he still left such terrible injuries.

"You said Qingyan is still alive?" Black Dragon said in a deep voice. The moment he climbed out of the Yellow River, the water of the Yellow River that ran through Kyushu was activated. Countless stars surged above the waves, and the ancient characters of the River Map and Luoshu appeared, but they were not used as a bridge to reach a certain place, but to form a kind of tape to hold together the Kyushu land that was about to be torn apart. The Eighth King was silent.

"Forget it." The black dragon smiled, "We should have admitted defeat in the battle with the old ancestor. It's not shameful to be defeated by the Supreme now. At least we can still brag when we see that bug in hell."

Snow suddenly began to fall from the dark sky, and a flash of sword light flashed across the sky.

An Wanxian, the King of Qinling, is the peerless swordsman of Kyushu.

Without any delay, she set off for the outside of Jiuzhou the moment the Supreme One arrived. Her hair was as white as snow. For a Law Saint, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even tens of millions of years could not leave any trace on her body. But An Wanxian's face was withered and her figure was like a dead tree. Her thin body was wrapped in a white robe, as if she was going to attend a funeral.

"I haven't seen you fly for a long time." An Wanxian glanced behind her and saw the black dragon grabbing the ground and rising into the air, following closely behind her sword, swimming in a winding manner, but half of its body was made of broken bones and it lacked the majesty that a real scaly dragon should have.

“Only the two of us?” The Crown of Law rose behind the black dragon, and the words of the River Map and Luo Shu covered its scales.

Just as he finished speaking, the mountains in the northeast of Kyushu shook and volcanoes erupted. Under the illumination of the towering pillar of fire, a huge figure stood up from the crater. His face was like solidified lava, and his eyes were like the red moon hanging high in the sky. He let out an almost crazy roar and blew the Eight Kings directly to the foot of Changbai Mountain.

Ever since the battle with the old ancestor, this king has gone mad. He went deep into the old ancestor's territory and returned from the old ancestor's tradition. There were creatures in Changbai Mountain who once heard this king roaring at the sky, calling out a name called "Li Xian".

Now, the king who was sleeping at the bottom of the volcano has awakened again to fight against the Supreme and burn out in madness!

The volcano erupted, thick smoke covered the earth, and ash fell, covering the grass and trees in Taihang.

Li Xi'an watched three figures leave Jiuzhou and go outside the domain.

The lotus flames in the bronze lamp danced, and the voice of Yun Zhongjun came, "I don't believe you don't have a backup plan. If a mere Fallen Supreme can make you unable to move forward in the process of returning to the One, what are you going to do to return to the position of the Supreme of Time! When they ascended to the Immortal Realm and returned to the Origin, they were stronger than you are now!"

Li Xian heard the ancient god's irony, and also knew that Yun Zhongjun was in the lotus lantern and could not be free. Li Xian had to leave this universe so that his spirit could return and regain his honor. If the fallen supreme was allowed to do whatever he wanted and cause the universe to collapse, Yun Zhongjun's spirit would probably fall into the boundless tide of filth and never be reborn.

"I can't do it." Li Xian said.

Yun Zhongjun sneered and didn't believe it at all.

The spiritual revival of the ancient god level is enough to fight against the fallen Supreme, let alone the spirituality of the Lord of Time.

It's just the years waiting.

What is He waiting for?

Return to one? Yun Zhongjun thought.

"Hush!" Li Xian said, "He's coming back."

The lotus fire moved without wind, and Yun Zhongjun suddenly could no longer sense the existence of "time" in that body. He became a different person.

No, that's not right. It was the years that caused the spirituality to fade away, revealing the original owner of this body.

The snow has no end.

Realm——Yang Shen.

Yun Zhongjun was puzzled by the spiritual energy that was so weak that it could not be perceived.

But when the fox demon lowered his eyes, Yun Zhongjun found that this look was somewhat familiar. Xue Wuya's spiritual energy was released, as if accompanied by some kind of water vapor, mixed with the roar and unwillingness of the ancient beast. He sat up straight, straightened his body, and said to the bronze lotus lamp in front of him: "Time, is this your plan?"

"Let me jump back through history once more, back to the ancient times, to get what you want?"

He was clearly a young fox demon, but the words he uttered were like thunder hitting the ground, causing a vibration like that of metal.

Xue Wuya held up the lotus lantern and stood up, nine fox tails hanging behind him. A large bronze tripod was suspended above the head of the young fox demon. The words "Nine Provinces" were engraved in seal script on the body of the tripod, and all the mountains, rivers and land were included in the mouth of the tripod.

Zai Tian Ding? Yun Zhongjun had done some research and knew that this was Li Xian's magic weapon.

But that's obviously not true.

Yun Zhongjun observed and finally discovered where the familiar feeling came from and what caused the strangeness of the bronze tripod.

It's you...

Yu.

This frail creature carried back the honorable throne of the ancient Emperor Yu!

(End of this chapter)