Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

At the same time, Ying Zheng also stared at the vast palace with great apprehension. He could see the words "Main God Palace" on it, and he recalled the information about the Main God Space.

Within the Main God Space, numerous Main God Temples stand side by side, and the birth of each Main God Temple represents the emergence of a Primordial Dao Lord.

As far as Ying Zheng knew, there were no fewer than dozens of Primordial Dao Lords within the Main God Space, which showed just how profound their foundation was.

At this moment, within this main temple, an aura of destruction was flowing, tearing through space with the sharpness of the sword.

A vast and chilling voice echoed within the main temple: "The Transmigrator Alliance has gained another ultimate transmigrator. How could our Main God Space not come to offer our congratulations!"

As the vast words echoed, countless reincarnators swarmed into the main temple like locusts; these reincarnators were mostly at the level of gods and demons.

Both the Mechanical Celestial and the Mysterious Celestial stared at the main temple with extreme apprehension, even feeling fear.

The oppressive aura emanating from those words was enough to instill fear in them.

Fortunately, they now have a Hongmeng Dao Master on their side who can contend with them, so the two of them are able to barely save face for the Transmigrator Alliance.

Ying Zheng was also quite troubled, even though the Transmigrator Alliance was known as the troublemakers of all heavens.

However, the God Space is even more despised by all the heavens and myriad worlds, even more so than the Transmigrator Alliance.

He had just taken over as the chief examiner for this assessment when a powerful figure from the God Realm descended upon him, slapping him in the face.

"Fellow Daoist, isn't it a bit too much to barge in like this?" Ying Zheng stared at the main temple with an unfriendly expression.

Inside the main temple, a young man carrying a long sword, dressed in a beast-patterned robe, exudes the ultimate swordsmanship of destruction.

Although the position of Sword Dao Master has already been claimed, he uses the laws of destruction and swordsmanship to solidify his own path, ultimately achieving the position of Dao Master through the ultimate swordsmanship.

At this moment, the young man looked at Ying Zheng, his eyebrows twitching slightly, his expression one of surprise: "So it's not the System Master. The Primordial Dao Master is him after all. The matter of Chaos has spread throughout the Chaos Sea recently. Let me test your strength!"

"Sword of Destruction!"

In an instant, the young man wielded a primordial treasure sword radiating chaotic energy and slashed down with it. A vast sword cry tore through the void, intertwining with the ultimate power of endless destruction.

This sword strike even revealed enough power to kill both the Mechanical Celestial and the Mysterious Celestial. Both figures retreated rapidly, no longer caring about the Marvel and Mysterious worlds.

Ying Zheng coldly snorted, "The Primordial Millstone, grind it away!"

"Boom!"

Driven by the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos, the power of Yin and Yang was used to create a millstone that collided with the destructive sword energy. As the two collided, the millstone had a slight advantage and annihilated the sword energy.

But Ying Zheng was not smug at all; what did a probing attack matter?

From the aura the other party had just exuded, Ying Zheng, connecting with intelligence within the Transmigrator Alliance, already understood this person's identity: "Lord of the Northern Underworld, are you sure you want to be my enemy?"

"Since I'm already here, how can I leave empty-handed? Besides, being able to fight the Lord of Hongmeng is a good opportunity for me. Be careful, the sword can bring death!"

In an instant, destructive power spread, then reversed into creative power. As the destructive and creative powers condensed into a sword that cleaved down, the boundary between life and death was intertwined.

Countless gods were born with this sword, and were destroyed with it; its intent was supremely terrifying.

"It is impolite not to reciprocate, so I will return the favor with a sword strike. Primordial Dao Sword, kill!"

Ying Zheng slashed forward with his arm, and in an instant, the sword energy, empowered by the boundless Primordial Dao, condensed into an ancient and simple phantom.

The Dao Sword is engraved with the innate patterns of the Primordial Dao, interwoven with the myriad Daos and laws contained within the Primordial Dao.

The moment the Dao Sword slashed down, it collided directly with the power of this sword's creation and destruction.

"Qiang!"

In an instant, the entire Marvel universe and the bizarre world were torn apart, with most of them rapidly annihilated and countless beings perishing, causing the bizarre celestials and mechanical celestials great distress.

Fortunately, they are currently in the assessment space, and everything will be restored with the arrival of the Origin Ancestor; otherwise, it would have been a painful blow to them.

After all, they had spent countless hours and resources training these subordinates, and it would be a great pity to waste them all at once.

At this moment, the Mechanical Celestial and the Mysterious Celestial were puzzled as to why their leader, the Source Ancestor, had not yet appeared.

The God Realm has provoked them to this extent, yet she has not shown up to expel them, which makes them quite curious.

Did the Origin Ancestor believe that the Primordial Dao Lord could defeat the opponent? It should be noted that the Primordial Dao Lord had only attained Dao not long ago.

Even though he was the reincarnation of Emperor Fuxi, the Lord of the Northern Underworld opposite him was in no way inferior to him.

He attained enlightenment a hundred years ago, and his ability to destroy the ultimate sword path was incredibly terrifying. Some powerful figures even commented that he had a sliver of hope of traversing the path of Hunyuan Wuji.

It's easy to imagine how amazing the Lord of the Northern Underworld must be to receive such praise.

At this moment, in a higher dimension of the world, two figures are clashing fiercely, which is the clash between the power of the Primordial Ancestor and the Supreme God.

The Origin Dao and the Main God Dao clashed, resulting in a stalemate where neither side could gain the upper hand.

Looking at the giant sphere of light formed by the boundless power of the Great Dao, the Origin Ancestor couldn't help but sneer, "What kind of skill is it to hide your head and tail? If you have the guts, show your true form!"

“Reveal your true identity? Let’s forget about it.” A calm response came from the Main God Space. “My style of doing things over the years has made me many enemies. If I were to expose my identity, I would probably be ganged up on and beaten to death by you guys.”

Yuan Zu felt quite helpless. He couldn't win a fight, and he couldn't win an argument either; the other party was simply too shameless.

However, the Origin Ancestor was extremely dissatisfied with the attack from the Main God Space: "Your title of 'Ultimate Troublemaker of All Realms' is truly well-deserved. You even interfere with my minor authority assessment. What exactly are you up to?"

The main god remained silent, simply watching the ancestor quietly, preventing her from interfering in the battle below.

Inside the sphere of divine light, the illusory figure stared intently at Ying Zheng, its eyes revealing a look of inquiry: "Just how much strength do you still hold back? Let Bei Ming test you this time, so we can adjust our plans accordingly."

On the battlefield below, as the two sword energies were locked in a stalemate, Ying Zheng heard the apologetic voice of the Primordial Ancestor: "I am entangled with the main god and cannot provide assistance. You will have to rely on yourself in this battle."

Ying Zheng's expression changed slightly. Even the chief god had personally intervened; what exactly were they plotting?
Although this was merely an avatar, it was powerful enough to rival the original body. However, against the equally matched Northern Underworld Dao Lord, even the slightest difference would be magnified infinitely.

Ying Zheng sighed helplessly, "My main body is currently fusing with the Dao Fruit and cannot be deployed. If we are defeated this time, there is nothing we can do." "If all else fails, I will ask the System Master or the Deep Blue Master for support. But the enemy is clearly prepared, so you must be extremely careful," Yuan Zu said solemnly.

At the same time, a vast array diagram appeared above the head of the Northern Underworld Dao Master, in which destruction, ultimate power, creation, and the aura of swordsmanship intertwined: "The Northern Underworld Array Diagram, this was forged in imitation of the Immortal Slaughtering Array Diagram of the Spirit Treasure Celestial Venerable. Fellow Daoist Hongmeng, as a disciple of the Spirit Treasure Celestial Venerable, please take a look!"

The moment the sword formation was erected, it sealed off this space, and Ying Zheng was immediately trapped in the Beiming Sword Formation. The innate treasure Beiming Sword was divided into four, intertwined with the power of destruction, creation, ultimate, and swordsmanship. The four combined were the manifestation of the Dao Fruit of the Dao Lord of Beiming.

Although Ying Zheng was wary, he showed disdain on his face: "What's the point of imitating others so poorly? It's not even one ten-thousandth of the power of Master's Immortal Slaughtering Formation Diagram!"

The Lord of the Northern Underworld was completely unfazed by Ying Zheng's mockery and smiled, "Is that so? Then please break the formation!"

The four Northern Darkness Swords erupted with the power of destruction, creation, swordsmanship, and ultimate power, condensing into a long river of sword energy that filled every corner of the array space. The ancient patterns engraved on the array also suppressed Ying Zheng's power with all their might.

"You really think you've got me cornered? Nineteenth-grade Primordial Purple Lotus, suppress me!"

As Ying Zheng roared, a purple lotus bloomed beneath his feet, flowing with the power of the Primordial Dao to contend with the Northern Darkness Sword Formation. The purple lotus unfolded layer by layer, reaching the nineteenth grade.

This surprised the Lord of the Northern Underworld. The intelligence he had received indicated that Ying Zheng only possessed one Chaos Spiritual Treasure of the Eighteenth Grade Primordial Purple Lotus, but unexpectedly, its quality had improved to an even higher level in a short period of time.

Although both grade eighteen and grade nineteen are chaotic spiritual treasures, each grade advancement represents a world of difference. His prepared trump cards were no longer able to suppress this grade nineteen Primordial Purple Lotus.

Wherever the Primordial Dao reached, countless rivers of sword energy dissolved. The nineteenth-grade Primordial Purple Lotus suddenly burst open the Northern Darkness Sword Formation.

"Boom!"

Ying Zheng stood on the nineteenth-grade Primordial Purple Lotus, holding a Dao Sword formed from the Primordial Great Dao, and pointed it at the Lord of the Northern Underworld: "What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Bring them on!"

The main god, who was confronting the ancestor, slightly changed his expression and transmitted his voice to the Lord of the Northern Underworld: "You can't do anything to him. The objective has been achieved, you can retreat now."

The Lord of the Northern Underworld looked regretful and turned to walk towards the main temple: "Lord of the Primordial Chaos, this time we were not able to enjoy ourselves to the fullest. Next time we meet, we will not let it end so abruptly."

All the reincarnators quickly converged on the main temple. Seeing this, Ying Zheng stood on the nineteenth-grade Primordial Purple Lotus, and as the purple light bloomed, time and space froze.

However, under the control of the Lord of the Northern Underworld, the main temple forcibly tore apart the seal of the nineteenth-grade Primordial Purple Lotus and disappeared in a stream of light.

The main god who opposed the ancestor also left silently.

The departure of the main god caused the ancestor's face to darken.

She appeared in the void, her petite figure impossible to ignore. The Mechanical Celestial and the Mysterious Celestial bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Origin Ancestor!"

The Origin Ancestor indifferently glanced at the two: "Due to the intervention of the Main God Space, the assessment has been terminated. Time has been reversed!"

The endless river of time reversed instantly, and the flow of time in this world returned to the state before the two realms intersected. All the fallen beings quietly revived from the river of time, leaving no trace of their past lives.

Seeing how easily the Origin Ancestor resurrected his subordinates and the world, the Mechanical Celestial and the Mysterious Celestial were filled with emotion. If it were them, they wouldn't even be able to shake the ultimate sword path of the Northern Underworld Dao Lord, let alone resurrect all living beings.

Yuan Zu looked at Ying Zheng, who seemed slightly annoyed, and comforted him, "These main god temples are all components of the main god space. It's normal that your nineteenth-grade Hongmeng Purple Lotus couldn't stop them. The main god space is a supreme treasure of chaos."

Ying Zheng sighed helplessly: "I thought that with my current strength I could dominate the world, but the appearance of the Lord of the Northern Underworld has given me a wake-up call. It seems that my current strength is far from enough."

Yuanzu glanced helplessly at Ying Zheng, knowing that he was just putting on an act.

The Lord of the Northern Underworld is said to possess the qualities of a Primordial Dao Ancestor. It is already extremely rare for someone to be able to fight to a standstill against such an existence, let alone Ying Zheng, who has only just returned to the Primordial Dao Ancestor realm.

"Alright, stop showing off in front of me. This matter is settled, I'll take my leave first." Yuanzu rolled his eyes, and his figure vanished instantly.

Ying Zheng shrugged helplessly: "These days, nobody believes the truth. Do I look like someone who likes to show off? I've always been simple and unpretentious."

Mechanical Celestial and Mysterious Celestial barely suppressed their laughter. They didn't have the confidence of the Origin Ancestor to speak so frankly; if they angered the Primordial Dao Lord, they would be in trouble.

Ying Zheng glanced indifferently at the two, and the Mechanical Celestial and the Mysterious Celestial immediately became solemn, no longer displaying their previous playful demeanor.

"The assessment is invalidated due to the intervention of the Main God Space."

After saying this, Ying Zheng's figure disappeared. The Mysterious Celestial Venerable and the Mechanical Celestial Venerable exchanged a glance, both showing relief and melancholy.

The Mysterious Celestial was disappointed at the points he was about to gain, while the Mechanical Celestial was relieved that the assessment had been interrupted, otherwise winning would have been extremely difficult. Hopefully, he wouldn't encounter this nemesis of his again.

At this moment, within the main god space, a giant sphere of light condensed, revealing the true form of a shadowy figure.

He gazed thoughtfully at the sky, and in a daze, the figures of Ying Zheng and Kong Xuan appeared: "Kong Xuan's advancement to the Primordial Dao Ancestor is unstoppable, and my plans need to be adjusted accordingly. Ying Zheng, as the reincarnation of Fuxi, should not be underestimated either. This time, the Lord of the Northern Underworld has probing out a lot of information. The transformation speed of the Primordial Dao is astonishing, and we need to prepare for it early."

After these solemn words were spoken, the figure inside the sphere of divine light quietly disappeared.

No one knows what the supreme deity is planning, but his various actions clearly indicate that his ambitions are not small.

At this moment, although Ying Zheng had one clone sitting in charge of the Transmigrator Alliance, handling internal affairs for the Origin Ancestor, his other clones were not idle either.

Numerous clones wandered the endless chaotic sea, taking advantage of the spreading momentum of the Primordial Great Dao to assimilate all the worlds they passed through.

Ying Zheng is extending the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos to all the heavens and myriad realms, using the collision of myriad paths to promote its continuous growth and transformation. This is the inevitable path for all powerful individuals aspiring to the realm of the Primordial Chaos Ancestor.

Only in this way can the Great Dao be sublimated again in the shortest time. This is also the shortcut summarized by all the Primordial Dao Ancestors. Otherwise, relying solely on one's own wisdom to sublimate the Primordial Dao would take an unknown number of long years.

At this moment, a clone of Ying Zheng quietly arrived in a minor world. This world was utterly desolate, a typical end-of-days world. The rules of heaven and earth were as lifeless as stagnant water.

However, the moment Ying Zheng stepped into this realm, his mind stirred slightly. In a daze, he seemed to sense that there were things or beings in this realm that were connected to him.

When Ying Zheng explored the origin of the world and used the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos to govern the rules of the world, the endless river of time surged forward, and a figure who looked down on the world and was domineering appeared before him.

Dressed in a twelve-chapter robe, wearing an imperial crown and sky-piercing boots, the figure in a black dragon robe bowed to Ying Zheng and said, "Greetings, Master!"

Then everything vanished like a dream. But Ying Zheng understood that this was an image left behind by his future disciple. To be able to do this, one must at least be at the Hunyuan level.

After all, a Great Luo Immortal's certificate is valid forever, let alone the Primordial Dao Master. He was destined to take this person as his disciple.

Ying Zheng muttered to himself, "So that's how it is. The First Emperor, Ying Zheng? Interesting indeed." (End of Chapter)