Create a world of low martial arts from ancient times

Meng Qi, oh no, it should be Emperor Yuan.

Now, he has created the Universal Knowledge Sphere through his own causes and effects, thereby connecting all the heavens and myriad worlds, thus becoming a Celestial Immortal. He has also opened a mountain gate in the Real World and boldly established the Jade Void Palace. He is just one step away from boldly proclaiming himself the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

"Everything is going smoothly, proceeding along the predetermined path." Sitting upright on the futon, Meng Qi felt a surge of longing, a yearning for a bright future. Although the process might be somewhat tortuous and the road might be muddy, the ending was destined to be beautiful.

"The other shore, the other shore, the Dao fruit, the Dao fruit." Meng Qi suddenly felt a longing for the Dao fruit.

Because he has come this far, the universe has already been destroyed and rebuilt ten times.

The other shore is clearly not enough to fight against those beings who have repeatedly destroyed the universe, otherwise he would have already attained the other shore, and now his life has been rewound and restarted multiple times.

Furthermore, it seems that the being who restarts the universe, like the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, is not just one, but rather there are multiple such beings.

The Water Ancestor might be one of them, as might the Medicine Buddha, or perhaps even the Azure Emperor.

Therefore, these highly accomplished beings with great supernatural powers are all special beings.
On the contrary, aren't those other shores the same?
Meng Qi was actually somewhat incredulous at this conclusion.

This could be considered a kind of reversal of the Heavenly Stems.

Is perfect creation better than the other shore? If you said that out loud, those people with perfect creation would laugh themselves to death.

"If that's really the case, then wouldn't that mean that once I attain the Perfection of Creation, I can confront the Demon Buddha?" Meng Qi chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Therefore, he is more inclined to believe that a group of beings who have achieved perfect enlightenment want to take advantage of the fact that the other shore is currently asleep to cause trouble, so that they may have the opportunity to attain enlightenment on the other shore.

That's incredibly bold.

Oh right, I forgot the Reincarnation Seal—Houtu.

This person has probably attained enlightenment and left behind the mark of reincarnation, which is considered a product of seeking emptiness through reduction.
The more Meng Qi thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed, so he simply shut down all those thoughts.

He's going to do something big next.

"Taking up to my post, heading towards Mount Ling." Meng Qi slapped the back of his head, stood up, took a step forward, and arrived in the Journey to the West world.

Many demon gods and demon clans also want to go with him. That place is strange and evil. One divine weapon from the other shore is not enough. They also need to invite the Human Emperor Sword and the Demon Saint Spear.

Otherwise, what they are about to do will definitely not go well, especially Meng Qi. The Demon Buddha is suppressed in the back mountain of Mount Ling. If the Demon Buddha finds an opportunity, he will definitely try to merge with him, make him perfect, break free from the seal, and then sweep across all the heavens and myriad worlds, transforming into the final calamity.

……

"We've gotten to this point without even realizing it. Everyone's waiting to see what happens." As Luo Zu conducted his Daoist ritual, he quietly observed the figures who were even more imposing and enormous than this single, infinite universe.

They are all closely watching Mengqi's whereabouts in the universe.

But they were very patient and could wait until Meng Qi proved the legend. They could wait a mere five or six years.

Once Meng Qi proves the legend, everyone can decipher the decree of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and rush forward. At that time, even forcibly dismantling this universe will not be a problem.

“A normal universe lasts only a moment in chaos. This universe is not even a multiverse structure, yet it has lasted for so long. Clearly, there are many secrets within it,” said Dijiang Zuwu, pointing to this universe.

"Perhaps it's a new type of universe model that doesn't require the creation of multiple universes and doesn't require a fixed ultimate form to become real. If the new universes we create in the future have the same structure, they can exist for a long time, which would be very beneficial to our cultivation," Zhu Jiuyin chimed in from the side.

The other ancestral witches also cheered and followed suit with such remarks.

There are no opponents at the moment, since everyone is currently studying this universe.

"However, with the destruction and repeated replacement of eras, although there are remnants of previous civilizations, wouldn't this be tantamount to creating a new universe?" Zhenyuan Daxian had his own insights into this research, so he raised a question.

“Zhenyuan Daxian is right. At the current frequency of the destruction and replacement of this era, if we want to maintain this universe for a thousand or so moments, we would have to restart the era a hundred or so times,” Xi Wangmu agreed. “What’s wrong with ten million times?” Gonggong said calmly.

At this moment, everyone has their own ideas and opinions, and it is difficult to reach a consensus.

The Ancestral Witches are simply too powerful, and they seem poised to summon even the top-tier Great Witches, comparable to the Great Luo Wuji, who are stationed in the prehistoric world.

But if that were to happen, the other Great Luo Immortals would have to ask the demon race for help.

This forced the ancestral witches to take a step back, and the Sanmiao and Jiufeng no longer came.

Just as they were each making their own calculations, a major event occurred in the universe.

When Mount Ling was shattered, the iron pillar that held up the sky and stood upright like a celestial pillar suddenly shrank and shrank, shrinking from tens of thousands of feet in length to only seven or eight feet.

"Huh? Nothing there?" Meng Qi observed the situation under the Dinghai Divine Needle Iron and only saw a few demon race Great Saints. Apart from that, there was no sign of Sun Wukong.

Then he remembered that the Monkey King was currently undergoing re-creation in the Tushita Palace.

But the Heavenly Venerable should release Him.

If they hadn't released Him, all of them, both humans and demons, would have been killed by the Supreme True Buddha in Mount Ling.

That giant Buddha's palm was about to capture them, and even more so, to suppress the demon sage who had escaped the protection of the golden cudgel.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a loud shout.

"You monster, take this from my old Sun!"

Thunder rumbled down from the sky.

The shrinking golden cudgel instantly grew longer and longer, expanding the universe of the Journey to the West world. A large hand covered in golden hairs grabbed the golden cudgel and then struck it out with ease.

The golden cudgel struck the Buddha's giant palm, sending him flying through the air with blood and flesh, and scattering gold foil everywhere.

But can the supreme Buddha behind the Buddha's giant hand really just let it go?

At this moment, the Buddha's Dharma and Buddha nature of all the Buddhas of Mount Ling are gathered, along with the faith power of all the heavens and myriad worlds, and the Tathagata Palm left on His body by the Tathagata Buddha.

Moreover, under His skillful command, the Buddhas in Mount Ling operated the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation, with each Buddha and Bodhisattva unleashing a Tathagata Palm technique, which ultimately merged into the nine Tathagata Palm techniques, creating the world!

This is the ultimate secret of the Tathagata's Palm.

"Alright, alright, take another one of my sticks!"

The Great Sage was extremely excited, but also filled with anger and regret. All the emotions he had accumulated over countless millennia burst forth at this moment.

The immortal body, nurtured and refined by the Celestial Venerable of Morality for many years, now unleashed all its power, vowing to shatter the power of this most detestable enemy.

Rumble.

The heavens and earth collapsed, and the winds, waters, and fires of the land were reenacted. Countless calamities were scattered across the sacred mountains during the desperate battle between the strongest beings in the Other Shore Realm.

Meng Qi is not at the other shore realm at the moment, not even a legend, so he can only urge the Overlord Blade to exert more effort and not slack off, to protect his safety.

(End of this chapter)