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

"However, there is a prerequisite for using them, that is, one's own cultivation must reach the twelfth level of Hunyuan Tiandao Sage, standing on the threshold of Hunyuan Dao Sage. Otherwise, even if you take this fruit, it may be difficult to break through. After all, the bottleneck of Hunyuan Dao Sage is not a trivial matter. It requires the concentration of all the medicinal power of the fruit to break through, and there can be no waste."

"If it fails, not only will a fruit be wasted, but the fruit will also develop drug resistance when used next time, making it worthless," he added.

“Ah! You have to cultivate to the twelfth level of Heavenly Saint first.” Bixiao felt a little disappointed.

Ying Zheng flicked her brow lightly, "I knew you wanted to be lazy! When practicing, you must not slack off or be lazy, and you must not become dependent on external things. External things can only be used as aids. If you rely on them, you will never be able to reach the peak of the Dao realm."

He warned Bixiao seriously.

"I understand." Bixiao covered his head and said in pain.

"There are currently only three fruits on the Tongtian Jianmu tree, and they are not ripe yet. Whoever of you breaks through to the twelfth level of Hunyuan Tiandao Saint first will be given the fruits first after they are ripe. Others don't need to worry, there will be another batch after this batch of fruits are ripe." Ying Zheng comforted.

"Yeah." Nuwa and the others all nodded.

The news of Ying Zheng's breakthrough spread throughout the prehistoric world. Although they didn't know how much Ying Zheng had improved, the powerful people in the Three Realms and Six Paths all understood that the strength of the Divine Lord Ying Zheng must have reached a higher level. Their fear and awe of Ying Zheng also deepened.

Ying Zheng's breakthrough in cultivation shocked the Three Realms and Six Paths, and at the same time, it also invisibly frightened some of the monsters who were ready to make a move. The idea of ​​suppressing the human race that they had just raised soon disappeared.

Ying Zheng was like a dazzling sun hanging high in the sky, suppressing the demons. The demons were like lonely ghosts who feared the sun's brilliance, and dared not appear under the sun's brilliance, let alone look it in the eye.

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Chaos and emptiness are boundless and endless.

Even if you cross space and time, you cannot exhaust chaos and see the whole universe.

Although saints claim to be immune to all calamities and immortal, once they enter the desolate chaos of the universe, they are just like an ant that cannot be any smaller.

In the void, unknown how far away from the primitive world, the surging chaotic torrent surged and turned into a tide that kept beating and churning. The terrifying waves raged, as if any wave could swallow up a small world without a trace.

In this endless tide of chaos, an extremely huge figure flashed in the void from time to time, but was soon submerged by the chaotic torrent.

It is shaped like a Kun fish, with chaotic power surging around it, as if it is controlling and manipulating the astonishing chaotic tide.

This Kun fish seemed to be a chaotic god and demon born in chaos. Its strength was enough to rival that of a saint, and it proved its truth purely through force.

However, just as this ancient Kun fish was wantonly stirring up the chaotic torrent in the void chaos, suddenly, a huge hand reached out from the immeasurably distant void.

This giant hand pushed away the chaos, and the chaotic torrent seemed to be unable to form any obstacle in front of this giant hand.

The terrifying suppression of the Dao instantly imprisoned and blocked the time and space of the large chaotic area, as if he covered the entire chaos with one hand.

The big hand pressed down, and the boundless power suppressed the Kun fish in the chaotic torrent on the spot, and then grabbed it casually, and this big hand directly took away the saint-level Kun fish across the endless void.

"Outside the Chaos Origin Realm, before Taixu attained enlightenment... Xiaoyu'er, Xiaoyu'er, you are lucky to meet me, your ancestor, today."

In the endless chaos, a hunched figure walked leisurely in the surging chaotic torrent. He was in this void and chaos, just like strolling in his own backyard, leisurely and contented.

He moved forward slowly step by step. His steps seemed slow, but in fact, with every step he took, the void was turned upside down, time and space were stagnant, and every step crossed an immeasurable distance.

Obviously, this hunched figure has reached an astonishingly high level of cultivation.

He was skinny, wearing a tattered green Taoist robe, leaning on an ancient cane in one hand, and holding a struggling Kun fish in the other.

After being captured, the Kun fish still struggled desperately, but to no avail. The hunchbacked Taoist priest smiled and threw it into his mouth, swallowing it in one gulp.

In his eyes, saints are nothing more than food in his mouth.

"Hehe, I wonder how far we are from that primitive world?" After swallowing the Kun fish at the saint level, the hunchbacked old Taoist smacked his lips and said.

"That Demon Lord is such a waste. He can't even handle such a small matter, causing me, the ancestor, to make a trip in person. Sigh." The hunchbacked old Taoist muttered to himself and sighed.

As he spoke, he laughed again with gloating, "Ten thousand years ago, the Demon Lord suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the Dharma body that remained in the Source Realm also disintegrated on its own. I guess he must have suffered a calamity a long time ago, and his cultivation was wiped out."

"Well done, well done! If you hadn't died, those old monsters would never have given me this chance! Chaos Pearl, Chaos Pearl! If I could get you..." The hunchbacked old Taoist's eyes were full of greed.

As for killing the Demon Lord, he didn't care at all.

The old monsters in the source world had already calculated that the Demon Lord had fought a great battle with someone before he disappeared, and it seemed that he was defeated after a fierce battle. The opponent's cultivation was equal to that of the Demon Lord.

Even if that person could defeat the Demon Lord by chance, he would never be his opponent. After all, his cultivation was far superior to the Demon Lord.

The two are simply not comparable.

After walking in the void and chaos for a long time, the hunchbacked old Taoist finally stopped.

A smile appeared on his face, "We're finally there."

Across the void and chaos, he could already feel the vigorous vitality of the primitive world. It was a big world that had just been born.

Completely different from the dry, decaying and gradually degenerate atmosphere of the Source Realm, everything in this world is full of vitality, and all beautiful things are gestating and growing.

"The embryo of a big world. Haha, my old ancestor is really lucky. Even if I can't get the Chaos Pearl this time, it will be worthwhile if I can take this big world as my own and refine it into my cave." The hunchbacked old Taoist's eyes were full of smiles.

In his eyes, the ancient world was already in his pocket.

A big world is extremely rare in the endless chaos.

If it is allowed to develop, this world may give birth to many masters of the sage realm of the Great Primordial Dao in the future. It is even possible that this world will gradually upgrade and evolve, becoming a pure land in the chaotic void.

And now, the embryo of this big world is about to become his.

"Let's go and take a look first. I wonder if the person who killed the Demon Lord's son is also in this big world."

The hunchbacked old Taoist said slowly, and then his figure took another step and disappeared from the spot.

In Zixiao Palace, Patriarch Hongjun sat on a cushion with his eyes closed, motionless. But suddenly, he seemed to realize something, opened his eyes, and saw a hunched and ragged figure appear silently in front of him.

Looking directly at this hunched and ragged figure, Patriarch Hongjun's eyes were still cold and ruthless, without the slightest fluctuation, "Who are you?"

"How dare you look directly at my true face?!" The hunchbacked Taoist looked at Grandmaster Hongjun with a look of contempt for an ant, "You are nothing but an ant that has achieved the Way of Heaven. Humph, I can easily take over your world, but who do you think you are? How dare you be so presumptuous in front of me!"

"Kneel down now and kowtow three times respectfully to me, the ancestor. If I am happy, I may leave a little of your true spirit. After I take over this world, I may let you continue to manage it for me." The hunchbacked old Taoist said casually. "Are you a Chaos Innate God and Demon? From the Source Realm?"

Patriarch Hongjun's gaze remained cold as he asked back.

"Oh? You little bug actually know about the Source Realm." The hunchbacked old Taoist was a little surprised.

"The Source Realm is nothing great. The Hongmeng World has been shattered. Even if the Source Realm inherits the legacy of the Hongmeng World, it can only survive. Sooner or later it will decay and fall. If our Honghuang World grows up, we may not lose to the Source Realm in the future." Patriarch Hongjun said calmly.

The prehistoric world is like a newborn baby, which is still very young but has unlimited potential. Its future achievements are limitless.

The Source Realm was nothing more than a dying, decrepit old man. Even though it was powerful now, it no longer had a future or possibilities.

"Haha, you little bug are too arrogant." The hunchbacked old Taoist laughed instead of getting angry, "Forget it, why should I say anything more to an ant like you? Just turn into ashes!"

After saying this, the hunchbacked old Taoist seemed to casually point the wooden crutch in his hand towards Patriarch Hongjun.

At this moment, the void collapsed, and Patriarch Hongjun seemed to be crushed alive. However, at this moment, a green branch suddenly stretched out from the void.

This branch stood in front of Patriarch Hongjun and blocked the attack from Muguai for him.

At the same time, the branches danced, as if they were waved casually, cutting through the void and hitting the hunchbacked old Taoist fiercely.

The hunchbacked Taoist's expression suddenly changed, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Who is it?!" he shouted in a low voice.

The terrifying power of Taoism was no longer hidden from him, and his astonishing cultivation burst out, seeming to burst the entire Zixiao Palace.

However, before he could fully display his power, a lazy voice sounded, "With your limited ability, I advise you not to embarrass yourself by showing it off."

After this voice fell, an unimaginable pressure came from all directions of Zixiao Palace. The terrifying pressure surged like a raging torrent in the ancient world, tearing everything apart!
Everything seemed to explode in an instant.

At that moment, the extremely terrifying pressure was like a surging flood, instantly spreading to every corner of Zixiao Palace.

The terrifying aura gathered, gradually squeezing the space of Zixiao Palace. The invisible pressure seemed to crush everything in the palace into pieces bit by bit.

Under this supreme pressure, the huge Zixiao Palace seemed to freeze in an instant.

Everything stopped at this moment.

"Ah!! Who on earth is this person?!"

Endless pressure descended from the sky, and the hunchbacked old Taoist priest let out an unprecedented roar.

His expression was full of astonishment and anger.

He was astonished that such a master had appeared; he was angry that the other party was so arrogant and domineering!
No matter who the other party is, how dare he be so rude in front of him? This is absolutely intolerable!

This is like an ant daring to challenge an elephant, which is undoubtedly a great shame for the elephant.

Ants should stay on the ground! How dare you challenge God? You deserve to die!
"What an impudent fellow!"

The hunchbacked old Taoist priest's body was filled with surging Taoist power, and his tattered Taoist robe was dancing wildly.

"Haha, you're quite courageous. Unfortunately, it's useless!"

A mocking voice came from the void, and then the suppressing pressure seemed to increase hundreds of times in an instant!
Boom! Snap!

The endless might pressed down upon them, causing the space inside Zixiao Palace to tremble, almost unbearable.

The hunchbacked Taoist priest, the person involved, was screaming and unable to support himself. His knees broke on the spot and hit the ground heavily.

Disbelief, fear, despair, countless emotions flashed across the hunchbacked old Taoist's face in an instant. At that moment, his brain seemed to go blank.

He simply could not imagine that a master of such level could be born in this ancient world.

Endless fear surged from his heart and instantly occupied his soul. In just a moment, he was completely dominated by fear.

That is the awe and fear of the lower-level lives towards the more powerful ones.

"No...impossible..." The hunchbacked old Taoist knelt on the ground, trembling, looking extremely embarrassed.

"You... could it be... could it be the Supreme... I don't believe it..." The hunchbacked old Taoist said tremblingly. He knelt on the ground and looked up at the ceiling of Zixiao Palace.

"The Supreme Hunyuan? Haha, not yet." Ying Zheng's voice sounded slowly.

Then, his figure seemed to land casually outside the Zixiao Palace, and then he stepped into the palace step by step.

After entering the Zixiao Palace, Ying Zheng bowed to Patriarch Hongjun as a greeting, and Patriarch Hongjun also nodded to Ying Zheng.

After greeting Patriarch Hongjun, Ying Zheng walked up to the hunchbacked Taoist priest and waved his hand, and a chair appeared behind him.

So, Ying Zheng sat casually in front of the hunchbacked old Taoist priest and crossed his legs.

"From the Source Realm?" Ying Zheng looked down at the hunchbacked old Taoist who was kneeling in front of him and asked casually.

The hunchbacked Taoist priest did not answer Ying Zheng's question, but stared at him intently, "What is your level of cultivation?!"

"You talk too much nonsense. Should I ask you or you ask me?" Ying Zheng frowned slightly and said impatiently.

The hunchbacked Taoist was silent. But in the end, he lowered his head and said, "To reply to your words, I am indeed from the Origin Realm."

"You are quite sensible." Ying Zheng smiled.

He thought that the old Taoist would not admit defeat so easily and might even say something harsh, such as "Let me go soon, or I will make sure your body is not intact in the Source Realm."

It seems that this old Taoist is quite sensible. At least he can accept the reality and understand the principle of being at the mercy of others.

"Your Excellency is far more skilled in Taoism than I am. I am no match for you." The old Taoist answered honestly once again.

Ying Zheng did not even take action, but simply suppressed him with coercion. (End of this chapter)