The heavens start from Quanzhen swordsmanship

"What is the relationship between the forces in the dark and you?"

Pangu looked at the Hall of All Worlds owned by Xu Zhiqing. He was silent for a long time before asking this question.

When Xu Zhiqing first came to his world, he naturally knew about it.

He could also sense that Xu Zhiqing had no hostility towards him, nor towards his world.

In addition, in his opinion, Xu Zhiqing's realm was not very high, so he did not regard Xu Zhiqing as a threat.

And now he saw Xu Zhiqing's realm, plus what Xu Zhiqing had done before.

Pangu had to admit that he underestimated Xu Zhiqing.

"They have nothing to do with me, except that they are related to my treasure, the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds."

In Xu Zhiqing's view, the Hall of All Worlds is a treasure.

Pangu frowned when he heard Xu Zhiqing's answer.

His rough fingers stroked the broken Axe of Creation, and the remaining bronze rust on the axe blade was still slowly spreading.

"The Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds..."

Pangu's deep voice echoed in the hall.

"I have heard of its legend. According to the legend, it is not just a treasure, but a cage used by the first generation of supervisors to rule over the world."

Xu Zhiqing's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the bronze lines on the wall of the hall. The dark golden lines seemed to be alive and wriggling slightly.

“Cage?”

Xu Zhiqing sighed.

"To me, it's just a treasure, maybe more valuable than other treasures."

As soon as his words fell, the Hall of All Worlds suddenly trembled violently.

The Taotie pattern on the roof of the hall burst out with dazzling blood light, reflecting a scene that shocked everyone.

Countless small worlds pierced by bronze chains are collapsing, and the destruction of each world makes the patterns on the temple walls clearer.

When everyone saw this, they looked at Xu Zhiqing in confusion.

“Palace Master!”

Huang Yuanzi suddenly fell to his knees, blood oozing from the halberd mark on his forehead.

"The Overwatch Palace is devouring the essence of those worlds!"

Xu Zhiqing's pupils suddenly contracted.

He felt a strange will coming through the Supervisory Seal, cold and greedy.

That will was urging him, urging him to continue devouring, urging him to become a new "gardener".

"You still dare to come?"

Xu Zhiqing's voice was as cold as ice.

"Are you still trying to lead me down the same path as the first Inspector General?"

Pangu stood up suddenly, and the remaining Axe of Creation formed a blood-red barrier around him.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, this connection must be severed!"

"Otherwise, one day, you might suffer a backlash."

Xu Zhiqing did not answer immediately.

Because for him, this is the biggest backlash.

He closed his eyes and sensed, and the deepest core of the Hall of All Realms emerged in his sea of ​​consciousness.

A dark golden seed was suspended there, constantly absorbing nutrients plundered from the small world.

“No, it doesn’t need to be cut off.”

Xu Zhiqing suddenly opened his eyes and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Since it wants to devour, I'll let it devour to its heart's content."

He suddenly thrust the God-killing Spear into the center of the palace. The blood veins on the spear moved like a living thing and began to extract the power of the seed in reverse.

The bronze patterns on the temple walls emitted a harsh whine as dark golden liquid oozed out from the patterns and was greedily devoured by the God-killing Spear.

“Palace Master!”

Huang Yuanzi exclaimed.

"This may exacerbate the backlash."

Xu Zhiqing turned a deaf ear.

He activated the Supervisory Seal, and it cracked open, revealing a rotating star map inside.

In the star map, the shadows of seven branch temples lit up at the same time, forming a cage to imprison the seed.

"You think I'm your puppet?"

Xu Zhiqing sneered into the void.

"I will now show you who is the puppet and who is the real master!"

As he finished speaking, the God-Slaying Spear suddenly burst out with an unprecedented blood-red light.

The seed struggled violently in the blood light, and finally exploded with a "bang", turning into countless points of light that merged into the seven branch halls.

The next moment, the Hall of All Worlds where Xu Zhiqing was located was completely renewed.

The bronze lines faded from dark gold to pure silver.

The Taotie pattern on the roof of the hall turned into auspicious cloud patterns, and even the evil spirit of the God-killing Halberd dissipated for the most part, with the halberd now emitting a warm luster.

Pangu and the others didn't show any opinion, but Huang Yuanzi was looking at it all in shock.

"Palace Master...you are..."

Xu Zhiqing put away the God-killing Halberd, his eyes deep.

“Yes, I brought it back to its roots.”

He then turned to Pangu.

"Fellow Daoist Pangu, are you willing to join the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds? I need your power of creation to help those imprisoned worlds to be reborn."

Pangu was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed.

"Good! Instead of wandering in the chaos, it's better to get these rats out of the gutter first!"

In the depths of chaos, seven huge bronze doors opened silently.

What seeped out from the crack in the door was not mist, but solidified ripples of time and space.

From each ripple stepped out a cultivator wearing star-patterned armor, with a diamond-shaped crystal inlaid in the center of the breastplate that was the same origin as Xu Zhiqing's Supervisory Seal.

The leader took off his visor, revealing a face that was 70% similar to the first Inspector General.

With a light stroke of his fingertips, the chaotic air currents condensed into ice mirrors, each of which reflected the image of Xu Zhiqing sitting in the Hall of All Worlds.

"New Palace Master?"

He laughed and said, "It's just another moth that has crashed into a spider web. It has no idea how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!"

The second person took off the bronze pot from his waist, and what poured out from the pot was actually a condensed sea of ​​chaos.

Countless wreckages of small worlds were floating in the waves, and half of a God-killing Halberd was nailed on each wreckage.

"In that case, why don't you go and take care of him?"

After the man finished speaking, a shrill dragon roar came from the gourd in his hand.

"If he can be recognized, you can kill him alone. Maybe I can erect a monument for you then!"

Before the man could finish his words, a third person suddenly appeared.

He glanced at the two of them and said nothing.

Then the fourth person...

When the fifth person took off the eyeglass lens between his eyebrows, the whole chaos suddenly darkened.

The light refracted by the lens was actually cutting Huang Yuanzi's halberd pattern, and the wound was oozing black blood that originated from the Guixu Palace.

"It can be a vessel for breeding Gu..."

He licked the blood stains on the lens.

"It's a pity that he can't see himself clearly. How can he call himself a Gu breeder?"

The Sixth Person...

Until the last person shows up.

After they walked out of the bronze door, they all looked at Xu Zhiqing in the mirror.

The six people in front, looking at the last person.

They asked in a concentrated voice: "What do you think of this new person?"

The man was wearing a mask. When he heard the questions from the others, he chuckled and took off the mask.

Under the mask is a face that is somewhat similar to Xu Zhiqing.

"You are all inspectors like him, but you seem to be very afraid of him?"

"actually……"

He stroked the mirror with his fingertips, and Xu Zhiqing in the mirror suddenly turned his head, as if looking at him across time and space.

"He is more interesting than you think." The Seventh Envoy's voice had the texture of metallic friction.

"I see the shadow of the first palace master in him."

"shadow?"

The first envoy sneered.

"The first generation hall master has already turned into nutrients, what can his shadow do?"

The Seventh Envoy did not answer, but suddenly reached out and stabbed into the mirror.

The figure of Xu Zhiqing in the mirror suddenly distorted, and Xu Zhiqing in the Hall of All Worlds suddenly looked up, with the God-killing Spear in his hand.

"It's the Inspector..." Huang Yuanzi exclaimed.

Pangu gripped the broken axe tightly, and the bronze rust remaining on the axe blade suddenly squirmed like a living thing.

"No, Inspector?"

Before he could ask anything, the mirror exploded and seven bronze arms stretched out from the fragments.

Each one is entangled with different chains of laws.

The first chain carried the Nine Revolutions True Fire from the Alchemy Hall, the second chain had scriptures from the Sutra Library attached to it, and the third...

The laws contained in the chains are all the same as the laws of the branch halls in Xu Zhiqing's Hall of All Worlds.

"The origin of the Seven Palaces?"

Patriarch Yangmei didn’t understand.

“How come they have branch temples?”

No one answered his words.

Xu Zhiqing couldn't care less at this moment.

Because these chains were all aimed at him.

The Taotie pattern on Xu Zhiqing's armor suddenly detached, and its huge mouth bit the nearest chain.

Amid the sparks of the collision between fangs and chains, the scene inside the Hall of All Worlds emerged, and the phantoms of the seven branch halls were being eroded by some force.

"A bunch of idiots."

Xu Zhiqing smiled sarcastically.

"You don't want to kill me, you want to seize the palace."

The figure of the Seventh Envoy solidified in the chaos, and the diamond-shaped crystal on his chest produced a strange resonance with Xu Zhiqing's supervisory seal.

“It’s not about taking, it’s about taking back.”

His voice suddenly changed into Xu Zhiqing's timbre.

“What you have is what we want you to have.”

“It’s time to return it now.”

His words had just landed.

Pangu suddenly jumped up and chopped the seventh messenger's forehead with his broken axe.

The moment the axe blade touched, the Seventh Envoy's body shattered like a mirror, and each piece of debris reflected the situation of several people killing each other.

The most horrifying thing is that in one of the fragments, Pangu was killed by Yang Mei.

"Mirror Trap!"

The ancestor of time reversed the law of time, but found that the images in the fragments were becoming reality.

Pangu's axe suddenly turned and chopped towards him.

"It's me!"

Yang Mei was annoyed, knowing that Pangu, who had just been injured and had not yet fully recovered, had been ambushed.

At the critical moment, Xu Zhiqing crushed the supervisory seal, and the seal cracked with a "click", revealing the rotating star map inside.

The shadows of the seven branch temples were projected into reality at the same time, nailing the seven key fragments in the void.

"break!"

As Xu Zhiqing shouted loudly, the future scenes in the fragments distorted at the same time.

Pangu's axe blade turned the moment it touched Xu Zhiqing's breastplate, splitting a mirror hidden in the deepest part.

A muffled groan was heard from behind the mirror. His real body fell from the chaos, and the crystal on his chest was covered with cracks.

“You actually…saw through it.”

Xu Zhiqing sneered, "That's because you are too cowardly... If you want to seize my Wanjie Palace, you can't be so cowardly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the figure in front of him suddenly shatter into dust.

Then, Xu Zhiqing saw seven inspectors appear in the mirror.

Behind them, there is a throne.

On the armrests of the throne, there are Taotie patterns engraved that are exactly the same as those on his armor.

Just when Xu Zhiqing narrowed his eyes.

Seven bronze mirrors exploded in the chaos, and the flying fragments turned into chains that wrapped around the pillars of the Hall of All Worlds.

The moment Xu Zhiqing swept the God-killing Spear, the thrones of the seven Inspectors in the mirror suddenly emitted scarlet beams of light.

Seven beams of light converged at the top of the hall, condensing into a giant star-shaped net that covered the sky and the sun.

"Net me? Treat me like a Gu?"

Xu Zhiqing suddenly sneered, and the Guixu pattern on his armor arm guard suddenly lit up.

He actually took the initiative to throw the Supervisory Seal into the giant net. When the seal cracked with a "click", billions of scriptures in the Sutra Repository rushed up like a swarm of locusts.

"Who among you is not a Gu? Do you all think you have escaped?"

While Xu Zhiqing was speaking, Pangu suddenly smashed the nearest mirror, and the axe light cut into the void along the line of cause and effect.

He suddenly discovered a terrible situation.

"They are extracting the origin of the small world!"

Huang Yuanzi sacrificed a broken lens.

Then, everyone saw a horrifying scene reflected in the broken lens.

Countless new worlds are shrinking, and the laws of creation are being drawn into streams that flow towards the seven bronze thrones.

"They are indeed cowards, still thinking about scheming against each other."

Xu Zhiqing suddenly crushed the lens in his hand, and the flying debris reflected the scene of Huang Yuanzi being attacked by the halberd pattern.

There was a roar of collapse from the depths of chaos, and the throne of the Third Envoy suddenly tilted.

Xu Zhiqing took the opportunity to throw the God-killing Spear, and the bloody marks on the spear burned along the line of cause and effect towards the origin of the throne.

At the moment when the tip of the halberd touched the throne, the other six beams of light suddenly twisted and condensed into new bronze saplings in the Hall of All Worlds!
"Palace Master, be careful!"

The halberd pattern on Huang Yuanzi's forehead exploded into a blood mist, turning into a chain that wrapped around the sapling. The sapling's roots suddenly pierced into the void and connected with the scar on the lens left on Pangu's back.

Xu Zhiqing's pupils suddenly shrank - they actually wanted to use Pangu's law of creation to ripen the saplings!
"cut!"

Xu Zhiqing put his fingers together like knives, and the black tide of resentment in Guixu Palace flowed back through the roots.

The afterimage of the first Supervisory Envoy emerged from the black tide, and his face overlapped with that of the Seventh Envoy.

As the saplings trembled violently, the inspectors' sneers came from all directions.

"What you thought you had broken free from was just a crack in a deeper shackle—"

Before he finished speaking, the Hall of All Worlds suddenly disintegrated and reorganized.

The seven branch halls turned into streams of light and sank into Xu Zhiqing's armor. He turned into a giant bronze scissors that spanned the chaos, cutting the entire star pattern net off at the root.

From the broken ropes came the angry roars of the supervisors: "How dare you use the branch palace as a blade?"

When Xu Zhiqing's true form reappeared, he looked towards the seven streams of light that suddenly fled in panic in the depths of chaos.

He couldn't help but shook his head.

"It's obviously such a powerful realm, but..."

He thought about himself now.

However, now is not the time to think about that.

Xu Zhiqing looked at the seven fleeing streaks of light, a hint of sneer on his lips.

The bronze mist seeping out from the gaps in his armor suddenly solidified, and a prism formed in the void.

Each prism reflected the embarrassed figures of the fleeing inspectors, and the light refracted by the mirrors intertwined into a cage, forcing the flowing light back to its original shape.

"Now that you're here, why rush to leave?"

Xu Zhiqing tapped his arm armor with his fingertips, and the causal line of Guixu Palace suddenly pierced into the diamond-shaped crystal on the chest of the nearest Inspector.

When the crystal cracked, a curled-up bronze tree seedling was revealed inside.

Huang Yuanzi saw it and said in surprise: "That is the true source of supervision!"

"Whoever gets the origin can become the Supervisor!"

Xu Zhiqing was not interested, but Pangu next to him was interested and raised his axe.

Pangu's broken axe suddenly let out a dragon's roar, and the remaining rust on the axe blade turned into chains that wrapped around the other six messengers.

The dark gold flames dancing on the chains were the backlash force of the mirror image refined by Xu Zhiqing. (End of this chapter)