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

Sure enough, not long after, the sky and the earth changed color, and four powerful auras broke through the air with endless pressure.

The four supreme beings appeared together, and their powerful might temporarily suppressed Ying Zheng's momentum.

But the four of them looked at Ying Zheng with solemn expressions - the Supreme Hunyuan, who had proved his truth through force, was far superior to the strong men of the same level in terms of combat power alone.

The leading Taoist Cangwu spoke first: "I am Taoist Cangwu, nice to meet you. Was it Youhan who was suppressed by you just now?"

"So what?" Ying Zheng looked indifferent.

"Youhan was originally my disciple, but in order to seek the position of the Supreme, she secretly practiced the devil's way and harmed her fellow disciples. This is a heinous crime! I hope you can hand her over. We will reward you handsomely."

Ying Zheng sneered: "She killed my people, how do we settle this account?"

Taoist Cangwu thought for a moment and took out a jade pot: "I am willing to use this Hongmeng spiritual treasure to make amends. I hope you will calm down."

"You want to exchange a magic treasure for the Supreme Being?" Ying Zheng laughed up to the sky, his laughter full of ridicule, "You are dreaming!"

"You!" The three supreme beings behind Taoist Cangwu suddenly became gloomy and murderous.

Taoist Cangwu suppressed his anger and asked, "What do you want, fellow Taoist?"

"Ten Hongmeng treasures, no deal if one is missing!" Ying Zheng said in a firm tone.

"Ridiculous!" the four shouted in unison.

Taoist Cangwu's face turned pale: "Hongmeng's treasure is a rare treasure in the world. Many supreme beings in the whole source world may not have one. How dare you ask for ten?!"

"This is my condition. If you can't meet it, then there's no need to say more." Ying Zheng sneered, "Do you think I'm blackmailing you?"

"It seems there is nothing more to talk about!" a supreme being shouted angrily.

Taoist Cangwu's eyes were cold: "Daoyou, are you determined to be our enemy? Don't think that you can fight four people alone just because you have captured Youhan!"

Taoist Cangwu said in a grim tone: "Youhan has only been a Supreme Being for 30,000 years, and he doesn't even have a Hongmeng treasure. The four of us have been a Supreme Being for a long time, and I have just entered the Supreme Hall, ranking 97th."

"You dare to show off ninety-seven of them?" Ying Zheng sneered, "If you want to fight, then fight. All four of you losers, come at me together!"

"Looking for death!" Taoist Cangwu was completely enraged, and shouted loudly. The other three supreme beings also roared in unison: "Kill! Kill this beast!" The four of them attacked at the same time, and a powerful pressure instantly enveloped the heaven and earth.

"war!"

Ying Zheng was not afraid at all and shouted back. Just as Taoist Cangwu said, the combined strength of these four far exceeded that of Youhan. They all held the Hongmeng treasure in their hands. The silk scarf on Taoist Cangwu's head was shining brightly, protecting his body. Although the Hongmeng spiritual tree in his hand was not as lush as the Tongtian Jianmu, its branches were like cattail leaves. When it was waved, the earth, wind, water, and fire all came out, with amazing power.

The other three held three treasures, the sword, the seal and the tripod respectively, and were blessed with many Hongmeng spiritual treasures. They launched an offensive like a tide, vowing to wipe out Ying Zheng completely.

Ying Zheng roared, holding the Tongtian Jianmu and Hongmeng Liuli Tower in his hands respectively, sweeping horizontally and chopping vertically, and engaged in a fierce fight with the four people.

The aftermath of this supreme-level battle shattered the sea areas beyond the Hate Sea wherever it reached, and the already distorted barrier of the Dazhongtian world was made even worse, with some areas collapsing back into a chaotic state, and even the Dazhongtian realm was affected.

"Tongtian Jianmu, sweep across!" Ying Zheng threw Tongtian Jianmu, and thousands of branches danced like giant pythons. Everything was destroyed wherever it went; "Hongmeng Glazed Tower, suppress!" The Glazed Tower floated in the void, and mysterious Taoist power overflowed.

"Kill him before he lets go of his treasure!" Taoist Cangwu gave the order immediately upon seeing this.

The Supreme Being holding the Hongmeng Treasure Tripod stepped forward to resist and managed to withstand the power of the two treasures.

The other three took the opportunity to attack fiercely, and the three Hongmeng treasures smashed heavily on Ying Zheng.

The huge impact force caused Ying Zheng's body to shake, and cracks appeared on his body, with blood oozing out - he was injured.

However, Ying Zheng laughed loudly and said, "Today I will let you see my true power!"

As his arms danced, he performed the Cosmic Furnace Technique.

In an instant, the divine light around his body surged, and the shadow of an ancient furnace appeared behind him, and his momentum soared to the extreme.

Countless fist shadows containing the power to destroy the world whizzed out, punch after punch, the sea of ​​hatred evaporated under the fists, and the void was shattered.

The Hongmeng treasures in the hands of the four were destroyed one after another, and their bodies were shattered under this terrifying attack.

Amid the screams, the four were panicked and fled in a hurry. "Want to escape? Not that easy!"

Ying Zheng recalled the Hongmeng Glazed Tower, and the powerful suction force instantly sucked two of the statues into the tower, imprisoning them together with Youhan.

Taoist Cangwu and another supreme being took advantage of the chaos to escape.

Ying Zheng was about to chase after them with the two treasures in his hands, but suddenly stopped. His face changed slightly, and he snorted coldly: "I'll spare your lives for now."

It turned out that he sensed that countless eyes were watching this battle from billions of miles away - they were the prying eyes from other Supreme Beings.

This made Ying Zheng realize that the number of supreme beings in the Source Realm was far beyond his imagination. There were more than a hundred people who had entered the palace alone, not to mention those who had not yet obtained the qualifications to enter the palace.

Fighting one against four, defeating the powerful enemy and capturing two alive, although Ying Zheng was seriously injured, he felt a great sense of accomplishment. He did not hide his whereabouts, but calmly sat on the devastated sea of ​​hatred, practicing the Universe Baking Furnace technique to heal his wounds.

This sitting lasted for thousands of years. Thanks to the magic of the cosmic furnace technique, the precious body that was on the verge of breaking was not only completely restored, but also to a certain extent, it was even better.

If it were other skills, such as Pangu Supreme Skill, it would take hundreds of thousands of years to recover.

After his injuries healed and his fighting power returned to its peak, Ying Zheng finally had the energy to count the gains of this battle.

Ying Zheng sank his divine consciousness into the Hongmeng Glazed Tower.

The third level of this mysterious pagoda was like a dead, chaotic abyss, with darkness as thick as ink everywhere, and nothing in sight. The three Youhan masters were now trapped in this dark cage.

Over the past thousands of years, they have tried every possible way to break the impasse, but no matter what means they used, their attacks were like a stone sinking into the sea, disappearing into the endless darkness without any response.

In this enclosed space, they could neither see the outside world nor sense any breath. The only thing they could confirm was their own existence.

Day after day of trying and failing made despair overwhelm them like a tide.

Completely different from the three trapped Youhan masters, as the controller of the Hongmeng Glazed Tower, Ying Zheng knew everything about the third level of space.

In addition to the three powerful men imprisoned here, there are also a large amount of seawater and monsters from the Sea of ​​Hate, as well as fragments of the Hongmeng Lingbao and Hongmeng Zhibao that were damaged in the previous battle. After finding out the situation, Ying Zheng tried to send the seawater and monsters from the Sea of ​​Hate to the fourth floor for refining.

Unexpectedly, this refining did not produce the usual chaotic essence, but condensed into pieces of crystals. He picked up a blood-red crystal and used his divine sense to explore it, and found that this crystal was actually formed by the fusion of the essence of life force and the supreme hatred.

It turns out that the Sea of ​​Hatred is formed by the resentment of the Supreme Being and the hatred of countless creatures that died in it. The vitality of those monsters eroded by hatred still remains in their bodies. After being refined and purified by the pagoda, they become this special crystal.

Facing these crystals, Ying Zheng fell into thinking. At present, there are two ways to use them: one is to refine Hongmeng Lingbao, and the other is to make blood puppets. But he soon realized that the spiritual treasures refined with these crystals are likely to become ominous things. If used by those with insufficient cultivation, they may be eroded and controlled by the spiritual treasures; and once the blood puppets are made, they are bloodthirsty and murderous, and difficult to tame. Unless they are under control at all times, once they lose control, they will inevitably cause bloody storms. Weighing the pros and cons, these two options are not satisfactory, and it is no wonder that few people have coveted the Sea of ​​Hate for a long time.

In desperation, Ying Zheng put aside the matter of the crystallization for the time being and turned his attention to those Hongmeng spiritual treasures and treasure fragments.

These rare treasures that were once extremely powerful had long since been shattered under the impact of absolute power.

For example, Taoist Cangwu’s precious banana tree now has only a few leaves left, and its former charm is completely gone.

Repairing these fragments is by no means an easy task. Ying Zheng thought for a moment and took out his own magic weapon, the Jade Disc of Creation.

"It's just right to use these fragments to complete it!" He already had a plan in mind.

In the previous battle, because the Jade Disc of Creation was already broken, Ying Zheng was reluctant to let it take risks, and now it was just the right time to repair it with the power of the pagoda.

Afterwards, Ying Zheng sent the fragments to the fourth level for refining, and placed the Jade Disc of Creation in the Cosmic Furnace on the fifth level for refining and repair.

During this process, he felt more and more the exquisiteness of the Hongmeng Glazed Tower - the third floor was responsible for storage, the fourth floor was for refining materials, and the fifth floor was for refining treasures using the proceeds. The entire process was done in one go, like an efficiently operated automated factory.

After dealing with the fragments, the three Youhan masters became the last focus of Ying Zheng. Their bodies had long been turned into dust in the battle, and their spirits were also weak.

Ying Zheng was unwilling to go through the trouble of searching, so he simply controlled the pagoda to bring the three people to him.

In the darkness and nothingness, the three Youhan Lords looked up and saw Ying Zheng sitting leisurely on the chair with an imposing and majestic aura.

The three masters were shocked at first, but soon realized their situation and bowed respectfully.

Youhan's spirit appeared and bowed, "Youhan greets the Daoist Master."

The other two also hurriedly said, "Jiulu greets the senior." "Wuxiangzi greets the senior."

"Are you behaving yourself now?" Ying Zheng looked down at them, his tone tinged with mockery.

This question made the three supreme beings look embarrassed. They were originally supreme beings, and they were always very powerful in the source world. Even if they met other supreme beings, they could retreat safely even if they couldn't defeat them.

Who could have thought that he would fall into the hands of Ying Zheng, have his body destroyed, and his soul captured.

At this moment, they were full of regret, and only hated that they should not have provoked this terrifyingly powerful "devil".

"It's too late to regret! This man has proved his truth with strength, and he holds two great treasures of Hongmeng. His fighting power may be unmatched even by the powerful men who have been famous in the Supreme Palace for a long time! Why should I seek my own death!" Their hearts were full of regret, but they could do nothing about it.

"Tell me, how should I deal with you?" Ying Zheng crossed his legs and looked at the three with a half-smile, his calm words concealed a sense of pressure.

"Senior! As long as you spare my life, I am willing to follow you from now on and be loyal to you without any hesitation!" Jiulu pleaded with Ying Zheng with an earnest face.

At this moment, he clearly felt the threat of death from Ying Zheng's words.

It was a kind of true death that he had never encountered again in countless billions of years - complete disappearance, everything turned into nothing, and disappeared in the long river of history. This was not only the most tragic and desperate ending in the world, but also the most failed fate of a practitioner.

For practitioners, the pursuit of immortality is the ultimate goal.

Once you die, all your past glorious achievements and experiences will become nothing.

Even if one is the supreme being, even if one is a great saint, once one dies, all the glory he once had will vanish into thin air.

In the ancient source world, how many people still remember those supreme Yuanzuns who can be traced back to the beginning of the Hongmeng Universe?
Even if they were once invincible in the Hongmeng Universe and worshipped by all spirits, wouldn't they eventually die?
Jiulu saw this very clearly and he didn't want to die.

Even if he had to be Ying Zheng's younger brother from now on, he would be willing to do so as long as he could survive.

In his opinion, it was not shameful to serve a strong man like Ying Zheng.

The Supreme Hunyuan who has proved his truth through force is extremely rare in the entire Source Realm, and any one of them is an existence that strikes fear into the hearts of countless Supremes.

"It seems that you are quite aware of the current situation." Ying Zheng raised the corner of his mouth. It was indeed very prestigious to have a supreme being as a younger brother.

Then, he turned his gaze to Youhan and Wuxiangzi. The two of them became nervous instantly, and only Jiulu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I am also willing to submit!" Youhan quickly expressed his position, and raised his head to throw a coquettish glance at Ying Zheng, "Master, if you don't mind, Youhan is willing to be your Taoist partner..."

However, seeing her disheveled hair and ghost-like appearance, Ying Zheng suddenly felt nauseous and vomited with a "wow" sound. He kicked her to the ground and said, "Don't disgust me here!" Youhan covered his face and nodded repeatedly.

Then, Ying Zheng looked at Wu Xiangzi, "What about you?" Wu Xiangzi hesitated. He glanced at Jiulu and Youhan, his heart full of confusion.

He was also afraid of death. After all, if one became an immortal, he would be immortal. After becoming a saint, as long as his soul was still there, he could be reborn even after death.

He had lived for too long and had long forgotten what death felt like. That was why he became even more afraid of it.

He originally wanted to beg for mercy, but seeing Jiulu and Youhan groveling like that, a strong feeling of disgust surged in his heart.

Do I have to be like them, begging for mercy for endless years?
Wu Xiangzi took a deep breath and made a decision. Compared with the fear of death, he was more unwilling to lose his dignity and become a vassal of others.

"It seems you have thought it through." A hint of surprise flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

Wu Xiangzi closed his eyes and said firmly, "I only ask you to give me a quick death!"

"Okay, I've always been soft-hearted. Since you want to die quickly, I'll help you." After Ying Zheng said this, he grabbed Wuxiangzi with his hand, and an invisible force instantly suppressed Wuxiangzi and held him in his hand.

Then he looked at Jiulu and Youhan, "You two, follow me." The two nodded quickly, secretly thankful that they had escaped.

After leaving the third floor, Ying Zheng brought Jiulu and Youhan to the fourth floor of the Hongmeng Glazed Tower.

This place is completely different from the third floor. What comes into view is a huge vortex. In the center of the vortex, a terrifying destructive force is constantly running. Wherever it goes, everything is crushed and refined. (End of this chapter)