heaven money

Under Meng Qi's control of the Wuji Seal, the absolute sword is the opportunity to merge two forces that are supposed to be opposite. Thunder is not only destruction, but also rebirth. Between the circulation of yin and yang, matter and illusion are integrated into one sword, eliminating all demons in the sky and calming the disasters in all realms.

He knew that as a beginner in Taoism, he would certainly not be as good as the Lamp Keeper who had entered this realm for countless years. If he did not make a desperate attempt, he might be stopped by the Lamp Keeper outside the realm of the Fusang Ancient Tree and have to watch Sha Wujing destroy or take away any means of resurrection that Xiaosang might have left behind.

This is something Meng Qi would never allow.

Even if it costs some price, he must get through this place quickly.

boom!
The earth-shaking roar spread, and the minds of countless people became blank. They lost their knowledge and understanding of everything in the past, and only their innate nature remained the same, watching everything with innocent and bright eyes.

After the light faded, the East China Sea had returned to calm. The thunder was gone, but the blazing sun was still hanging high in the sky.

After a long time.

In the cloudless sky, dots of light suddenly jumped, penetrating countless universes, echoing with different projections and imprints.

Finally, countless forces came together to outline the silhouette of the lamp-bearing angel.

"Su Meng... is he so powerful?"

The face of the Lighting God envoy darkened. His aura was not as strong as before, but with every breath, it would increase significantly, far surpassing the top celestial beings.

After the self-proven legend, each projection and imprint would be upgraded to ten or a hundred times that of a celestial being. Although the Lamp Envoy voluntarily gave up most of the projections and imprints in order to avoid the fatal blow from the True Spirit, the ones that were preserved could allow Him to recover at an extremely amazing speed at this time.

Looking at the ancient Fusang tree that seemed to not exist in this world, the lamp-bearing messenger took a deep breath, completely absorbed all the projections, and recovered to its peak ahead of time.

The next moment, He fled towards the ancient Fusang tree.

……

The dark realm of the ancient Fusang tree.

Meng Qi didn't know how long he had been flying. After avoiding the many strange things in the Fusang ancient tree's realm, he finally arrived at the top of the Fusang ancient tree.

Meng Qi saw clusters of white petals on a leaf, which made him feel indescribably desolate. In the center was a tomb with a tombstone in front of it, which read:
The tomb of my husband Meng Qi.

Obviously, this is what the two envoys of the Luo Sect wanted to find when they entered the Fusang Ancient Tree Realm... the traces left by Gu Xiaosang.

Obviously, this is what the two envoys of the Luo Sect wanted to find when they entered the Fusang Ancient Tree Realm... the traces left by Gu Xiaosang.

When he should have been surprised, Meng Qi shifted his gaze and looked towards the distance. There was a figure standing on the flower petals with his back to him. He was wearing a gold and red robe of the God of Wealth, with gold ingots and gold coins hanging in the air at his sides. He stood there, like the core of the heavens and the world, and also as if he was detached from this place and standing outside the heavens.

"Brother Shang?"

Feeling that familiar breath, Meng Qi was surprised and suspicious. For some reason, he felt an indescribable sense of weirdness.

From the outside, it looked like another branch spreading downwards, but at this moment, one could see at the top of this branch, there was also a figure standing there.

He wore a dark yellow robe, with a crown covering his face. He exuded an ancient and experienced aura, as if he had experienced all eras.

The moment he saw Him, Meng Qi couldn't help but feel a numbness in his heart, and even the speed of his thoughts seemed to slow down.

At the two tops of the ancient Fusang tree, besides two figures that seemed to be out of this world, there was only the tomb that Gu Xiaosang had dug himself. Apart from that, Meng Qi did not see where Sha Wujing, who had entered earlier, had gone.

Meng Qi suppressed the fear in his heart and used his slow thinking to say to himself:

"Brother Shang has not responded before. Could it be because he is confronting the emperor in the dark yellow robe here?"

The atmosphere here made him very depressed. The haze that had been swept away after proving his legend seemed to have returned to his heart, leaving him no longer feeling relaxed, but only with heavy pressure.

Just when time seemed to stand still, Meng Qi saw the figure in the dark yellow robe suddenly take a step forward.

brush!
The void in front of his eyes became distorted, and the emperor in the dark yellow robe crossed the indescribable area between two branches and came to the leaves covered with petals.

At this moment, it was as if something exploded deep in Meng Qi's mind, and the projections and imprints of countless universes seemed to have their own ideas and were no longer under his control.

"This is?"

Meng Qi was extremely shocked and horrified. This was the first time he encountered such a situation and he had never even heard of anything like it before.

It was at this moment that the emperor in the dark yellow robe suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Meng Qi, ignoring Shang Yi who had been confronting him for a long time.

hum!
Meng Qi, who was in shock, suddenly looked dazed and his consciousness became blurred.

Shadows of boundless universes appeared around him. In each universe, there was a figure who was just as bewildered as he was. There was the original God of Creation, the ancient God of Chaos, and the Lord of Thunder who was in charge of the punishment of the universe...

The projections were pulled towards this place by an invisible force. They and Meng Qi seemed to have been stripped of some concept and collapsed in the void. Their bodies containing infinite power turned into pieces of paper that could be easily torn by a child. Every fragment of the past was also collapsing and turned into the same piece of paper, eventually becoming a comic book.

hum!
The void was trembling slightly, and the comic strip containing Meng Qi and all his projections was collapsing to a lower level, about to turn into many words.

The emperor in the dark yellow robe seemed to open his mouth at this moment, wanting to eat the book and integrate it into his body.

boom!
The void exploded, and the terrible turbulence raged mercilessly, destroying everything. Petals flew into the sky, drawing strange trajectories and showing traces of the avenue.

"Haotian..."

Shang Yi opened his mouth, his hoarse voice emitting a solemn expression.

His whole body radiated brilliant light, illuminating the heavens and myriad worlds. The strange creatures in the Fusang Ancient Tree Realm were eradicated before they could even scream, and turned into another kind of completely new creatures.

Shang Yi reached out with one hand, and a long illusory river appeared. A few moments ago, it suddenly became brighter, and an indescribable strange light shone, making the moment seem unreal.

Wow!

The long river of illusion suddenly broke off, Shang Yi grabbed a little faint light and retreated, and everything around him became blurred for a few moments, and then became clear again.

The petals were still all over the ground, and the heavens and the world were still dark, but the figure in the dark yellow robe and the book in his hand were gone.

"Brother Shang?"

Meng Qi muttered to himself in a daze, as if he was unaware of what had happened before.

"Please step back for now. This is a historical mark formed by the breath of Lord Haotian. You should not get too close, otherwise..."

Shang Yi spoke, he threw Meng Qi in his hand away, letting him leave the top of the ancient tree.

He is fine, but if he has to protect Meng Qi all the time, he probably won't be able to do it. Otherwise, how could he have confronted the Haotian Brand for so long.

"Haotian's historical imprint?"

Meng Qi was suddenly startled, and at the same time, the memories from several moments ago emerged, making his heart turn cold, but also relieved.

Long before he had a Dharmakaya, he knew the true identity of the Demon Buddha...Haotian God was obsessed with reincarnation. Although his words and deeds had changed greatly from when he was Haotian God after he committed the act of self-mutilation, the most fundamental innate true spirit could not be changed. It was no wonder that Haotian Brand, who had been confronting Senior Brother Lin for a long time, suddenly attacked as soon as they met. It was obviously driven by instinct and wanted to eat him to complete himself.

Even if the Demon Buddha was suppressed, he might have abandoned all the things and objects left behind when he was Lord Haotian, and would no longer actively communicate with Lord Haotian's breath imprint and all related things. However, this did not prevent the Haotian imprint from yearning for Meng Qi at this time.

“Even the historical imprint formed by the aura after the destruction of the ancient primordial period is so strong that I have no power to resist. If He is in His prime, I will return involuntarily and become a part of Him with just a thought.”

Meng Qi felt increasingly heavy in his heart.

According to Yang Jian's message, after the Demon Buddha practiced the Tathagata Palm in reverse and broke free from the Sea of ​​Bitterness, his strength became incredibly powerful, only slightly inferior to the oldest ones such as Yuanshi Tianzun.

The Lord Haotian, who killed Donghuang Taiyi and left this aura behind, and eventually left a mark in history, was probably no more than this.

This means that even if he proved his own legend, as long as the Demon Buddha was free, he could be wiped out in a moment.

When Meng Qi felt heavy, he felt a huge wave coming from the top of the ancient Fusang tree. The void collapsed, time was curling up, and all existence, all things, were flowing back to the original origin.

Even though he was outside the battlefield, separated by countless universes, Meng Qi couldn't help but fly towards the top of the ancient Fusang tree. He wanted to return to the original origin with this space and time, and with countless universes, and return to nothingness.

"The true body fell when the last era of the ancient times was destroyed. What was left behind was only the aura of the fight with Donghuang Taiyi at that time. After the changes of time, the final imprint was formed. It can't even be divided into normal legends, destiny, and the other side. However, the destiny perfection who is not good at the way of the void will definitely fall into his poisonous hands."

Standing in countless time and space, Shang Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and he shouted:
"How dare you be so presumptuous!"

The gold ingot glowed with precious light and instantly turned into a sword of the God of Wealth. The falling treasure money also glowed with precious light and merged into the hilt of the sword of the God of Wealth. As Shang Yi reached the realm of creation, his gold ingots and falling treasure money also reached the level of divine weapons of creation accordingly.

Moreover, Luobao Money and Gold Ingots are connected to Shang Yi's business road, and can borrow the power of the business road of all heavens and worlds. Now business buildings are spread all over the heavens and all worlds, and even with the birth of every world, there will be a business building born with it.

Now, with the blessing of the business path, the combined power of the Luobao Money and the Gold Ingots can show a glimpse of the power of the magical weapons from the other side.

Click!

The Sword of the God of Wealth cut through eternity, and the terrifying origin that was absorbing countless time and space and countless universes suddenly began to show cracks. Even the illusory and hazy barrier of the Fusang ancient tree realm was cut through by this sword.

boom!
The terrifying aura rolled back, as if it had found an outlet, rushing towards the real world and the myriad worlds outside.

The heavens and myriad worlds trembled continuously, and countless powerful people were horrified.

A certain universe.

Unlike those very 'young' universes, this universe is already very 'old', and life has reached the countdown.

Over countless years, the star groups that were once relatively close continued to move farther away due to inertia, eventually opening up an exaggerated spatial scale that is difficult to accurately describe with astronomical numbers. Even if there are extraordinary life forms and advanced civilizations that can cross hundreds of billions of light years, they cannot reach another galaxy, and cannot even see the light of distant stars. This makes people wonder whether there are no other galaxies in the vast universe except their own galaxy, and that eternal darkness is the main theme of the vast universe.

On this day, when countless extraordinary lives and highly civilized civilizations had acquiesced to this matter and were quietly waiting for the stars near them to completely extinguish and even the last bit of matter to be converted into energy, suddenly a different change occurred.

It was a voice that came from nowhere, and seemed to echo in the heart of every living being.

Although no one had heard this language before, now all creatures of all races could understand the meaning of this voice.

“Is this… the breath of Lord Haotian? Even if the heavens and myriad worlds are completely destroyed, even if He has fallen for eternity, this breath gives people the feeling…”

Every living being in the vast universe can feel the astonishment in his words.

They couldn't imagine it and couldn't believe it.

An unknown existence who possesses such means, suspected to be the supreme being of the boundless universe, would actually express such a tone.

Who is Haotian God?
Countless creatures were confused, and countless others developed a strong desire for knowledge and wanted to explore everything.

I thought I had reached the end and could only count how long the stars near me could exist, but I didn't expect it to be like this today.

"Could it be that the owner of the Shang Building was the one who fought against Lord Haotian?"

When countless creatures were in deep thought, it seemed as if a voice from the bottom of their hearts rang out again, and like the rules of the universe, people could only obey.

In a dark place where no one can see, a majestic figure slowly opened his eyes. The tangible body contained infinite universes. Even if this dark universe that had reached the end of its life was put in, it would only be one in an infinite number and would not cause any pressure to this figure.

"The speed of time in this universe is nearly a billion times faster than that in the real world. Although a long time has passed here, it is only a few hundred thousand years in the real world."

"How long has it been since He first proved His own legend and came here and left His mark? In the blink of an eye, He has grown to the point where I can only be wary and in awe of Him."

"It seems that the doomsday is about to reach its most intense moment."

The majestic figure's mind was turning, and the universes in his body, from decay and death, began to regain vitality little by little, approaching the time when they were just born.

"I was lucky enough to survive the destruction of the last era of the ancient times. I don't know what my fate will be this time..."

"The end of the world!"

……

Real world.

The terrifying aura rushed into the depths of the starry sky. It did not destroy anything along the way, but it left behind an indescribable change, as if wherever the terrifying aura passed, something inexplicable was taken away.

When countless creatures in the depths of the starry sky secretly rejoiced, they did not know that they no longer had a "future".

All kinds of future changes that normal things should have disappeared in them. If a cultivator who knows a little about the mysteries of heaven deduce this, he will definitely find that these lives living in a place washed by the terrifying aura will not have the slightest change in the future no matter how hard they try or how relaxed they are, and will be fixed in one way.

Jiuxian Mountain.

This fairy mountain suspended in the depths of the real starry sky suddenly disappeared at the moment before the arrival of the terrifying aura and appeared in a certain universe.

The two Taoists who had witnessed the battle between Shang Yi and Overlord in the Middle Ages turned around at the same time. They exclaimed in surprise: "Tianzun!"

There is only one person who has the ability to move the Nine Immortals Mountain, and that is the lord of this place, Guangcheng Tianzun, the teacher of the Human Emperor and the Saint Emperor Qi. Even if the latter is not from the other shore, he is also a person with great supernatural powers and the leader of the human race after the Human Emperor's death.

The fact that he was able to teach these two people shows the ability of Guangcheng Tianzun.

Sure enough, when the two Taoists turned around, they saw Guangchengzi walking out of the mountain with the Zhuxian Sword on his back and the Fantian Seal on his waist. His aura was smooth and integrated, without any sense of weakness.

"I was still a step too slow, allowing Him to grow to this point. The trend is already set."

Guangchengzi sighed softly, as if he was feeling a little regretful.

When he sensed the fluctuations of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, he guessed that Lin Yang was not far from the realm of creation. Even though he had already begun to prepare to wake up completely at that time, it seemed too late now.

The only thing that comforted Him was that the other forces were probably in the same situation and were unable to seize more opportunities. (End of this chapter)