Reborn Shang Zhou, angry at the sage Nuwa at the beginning

Chapter 2271

"When the three realms are of one mind, their strength can break even metal!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Di Xin activated the essence of the Human Emperor, transforming it into a golden sealing chain that coiled around the Lord of Chaos.

"The sealing power left behind by the Great God Pangu still circulates throughout the universe. Today, I will use the origin of the Human Emperor as a catalyst to restart the seal!"

Upon seeing this, Ye Qingyu and Ye Chengyu immediately unleashed their full power to suppress the Chaos Lord's Chaos Origin.

The Lord of Chaos struggled frantically, trying to break free of the sealing chains, but his power was gradually weakened by the combined efforts of the three.

"No—! I am not reconciled!"

The Lord of Chaos let out a shrill scream as his body was tightly bound by sealing chains, and the chaotic rift began to slowly shrink.

Di Xin infused the sealing chains with the essence of the human emperor and said in a deep voice, "Lord of Chaos, today I will send you back to the depths of chaos, never to be born again!"

As Di Xin finished speaking, the sealing chains erupted with a dazzling golden light, dragging the Lord of Chaos into the deepest part of the Chaos Rift.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Qingyu activated the power of spacetime to completely close the chaotic rift, and Taishang Laojun immediately activated the Taiji Diagram to reinforce the defense of the Kunlun Secret Realm.

Crisis resolved,

The three of them slowly landed on the Kunlun Secret Realm.

Ye Chengyu looked at the wound on his chest, but a smile appeared on his face: "Father, Your Majesty, we succeeded!"

Ye Qingyu patted his shoulder, her eyes full of satisfaction: "Chengyu, you have grown into a true guardian of the Three Realms."

Looking at the Kunlun Secret Realm, which had returned to peace, Di Xin sighed, "The universe is vast and full of dangers, but as long as the three realms are of one mind and uphold the way of protection, no difficulty can stop us."

Three thousand years of peace did not make the cultivators of the Three Realms forget the crisis.

The rise of the younger generation, such as Ye Chengyu, has also injected new hope into the Three Realms.

The bells of the Temple of Humanity rang out once more, deep and resolute, recounting the eternal vow of cultivators of the Three Realms to protect all living beings and uphold the righteous path.

This time,
Not only are there veteran guardians like Ye Qingyu and Di Xin, but also young cultivators like Ye Chengyu who have taken on the responsibility of protection. The future of the Three Realms will surely be even brighter.

Three years after the Chaos Rift closed, the surface of the Three Realms remained peaceful, but an undercurrent was already surging beneath the surface.

On the edge of Xiniu Hezhou, a town called "Black Wind City" suddenly experienced strange events:

Overnight, the people in the city lost their minds, their eyes became cloudy, and they exuded a faint aura of chaos, wandering the streets like walking corpses.

Even more bizarre,
These people all had a gray chaotic rune branded between their eyebrows, exactly the same as the rune on the body of the Lord of Chaos back then.

When the news reached Mount Ling, the Buddha Tathagata dispatched his disciple Xuan Chen to investigate.

Xuan Chen is only four hundred years old. He wears a moon-white monk's robe and holds a gilded staff. His cultivation has reached the late stage of the Transcendent Realm. He is the outstanding young generation of the Buddhist sect.

When he arrived in Blackwind City, he encountered the "Chaotic People" besieging the City Lord's Mansion. Although the cultivators in the City Lord's Mansion fought hard, their combat power plummeted after being tainted by the chaotic aura, and it was about to be breached.

"Buddha-nature is boundless, purifying all evil!"

Xuan Chen let out a low shout, and with a wave of his gilded staff, countless golden Buddhist seals descended from the sky, landing on the people of Chaos.

The purifying power emanating from the Buddha's seal annihilated each other with the chaotic aura. The chaotic runes between the people's brows flickered a few times, but instead of dissipating, they became even denser, and the people's attacks became increasingly violent.

"This chaotic energy is already bound to the very essence of the people; forcibly purifying it will only endanger their lives."

Xuan Chen frowned, thinking to himself. He dared not act rashly again, and could only activate the Buddhist light to form a barrier, separating the Chaos people from the City Lord's cultivators.

at the same time,

Strange activity has also occurred in the misty forest of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

The monsters deep in the forest suddenly went berserk, attacking passing cultivators. These monsters also had chaotic runes branded between their eyebrows.

Qingxuan, a Daoist disciple from the Kunlun Secret Realm, was ordered to investigate. Qingxuan was the last disciple of Laozi and was proficient in Daoist mystical arts. He wielded a Taiji whisk and his cultivation was comparable to that of Xuanchen.

Qingxuan tracked the maddened beasts in the Misty Forest for three days and discovered that they were all converging on the core of the forest.

He quietly sneaked into the core area and saw dozens of cultivators dressed in black robes surrounding an altar in an open space. On the altar was a small statue of the Lord of Chaos, which emitted a faint power of the origin of chaos.

The black-robed cultivators chanted incantations and formed hand seals, channeling their true energy into the statue. The berserk beasts were controlled by the statue's chaotic power.

"The Chaos Cult!"

Qingxuan felt a chill run down his spine. He had seen records in ancient books in the Kunlun Secret Realm that in ancient times, there were cultivators who were obsessed with the power of chaos and formed cults in an attempt to release the Lord of Chaos.

Unexpectedly, three thousand years later, this cult has been resurrected.

Just as Qingxuan was about to secretly inform the Kunlun Secret Realm, a black-robed leader on the altar suddenly turned his head, his gaze locking onto him like lightning:

"Since you're here, stay!"

The leader's cultivation had reached the early stage of the Great Emperor realm, and his body was filled with chaotic energy. With a wave of his hand, a gray palm print was slapped towards Qingxuan.

Qingxuan hurriedly activated the Taiji whisk, forming a barrier of black and white energy to resist, but was forced to retreat repeatedly by the palm print, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Is this all the ability you have? You dare to ruin my sect's important affairs?"

The black-robed leader sneered and led his group of black-robed cultivators to surround and attack Qingxuan.

Critical juncture,
A silver streak pierced the mist as Ye Chengyu, wielding the Flowing Light Sword, sped over. With a flash of sword light, he reduced the two black-robed cultivators to ashes.

"Fellow Daoist Qingxuan, how have you been?"

"Brother Ye!"

Qingxuan was overjoyed. The two fought side by side. Ye Chengyu's Flowing Light Sword contained the power of space and time, which could cut through the chaotic aura. Qingxuan's Taiji Whisk was good at defense and binding. The black-robed cultivators could not get close for a while.

Upon seeing this, the black-robed leader's eyes flashed with a hint of apprehension, but he still gritted his teeth and said:

"Ye Chengyu, do you think the two of you can stop the Lord of Chaos from returning to the world? The Three Realms will soon become a paradise of chaos!"

He activated the statue on the altar, causing the chaotic power emanating from the statue to surge, distorting the surrounding space and drawing more monsters towards the core area.

Ye Chengyu knew that a prolonged battle would be disadvantageous, so he made a decisive decision:

"Fellow Daoist Qingxuan, I'll hold the leader back while you destroy the statue!"

He leaped into the air, and the Flowing Light Sword transformed into a silver dragon, stabbing towards the black-robed leader. The spatial and temporal power contained within the sword light forced the leader to deal with it with all his might.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qingxuan activated all his true energy, and the Taiji whisk transformed into a long whip interwoven with black and white energy, which swept towards the statue on the altar.

With a "bang",
The statue was entangled by the long whip. Qingxuan pulled hard, and the statue shattered with a crash.

As the statue shattered, the surrounding chaotic energy instantly became disordered, the berserk monsters regained their senses and scattered in all directions, and the aura of the black-robed cultivators also suddenly weakened.