Create a world of low martial arts from ancient times

The Great Immortal Zhenyuan was like a gust of wind, coming and going in a hurry. Now he was very busy, and his thoughts were divided everywhere, chatting and talking with various great gods. Of course, more of his thoughts were still on a certain dimension of Wuzhuang Temple, deducing the great law with a group of ancestor witches, wanting to help them first prove the Hunyuan, and also help them practice the formation of the Twelve Gods of Dutian.

It's all hard work, but it's unknown whether it will yield any good results.

Luo Zu didn't care about these things. He was still focusing on his own cultivation and waiting for the right time. As for when would that time come? It must be the year when the great gods besieged the prehistoric world.

As for the stories in the mysterious universe, no one cares much about them now. Although Donghuang needs to be taken seriously, the plans of Zhenyuan Daxian and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are even more significant and will bring about earth-shaking changes to the entire chaotic situation.

But not paying attention does not mean not paying attention. At this time, the time in the mysterious universe was thawed. This was because the great gods had joined forces to temporarily suppress time. Time also paused at the moment when Zhou Mingrui became a fool, which stopped the awakening of the original creator and made it impossible to complete this key ritual.

And at this moment, time passed, the long river of time slowly flowed, and the accumulated mysterious power of time rushed down, directly breaking the shackles of time and space imposed by many great gods on this universe.

"It's not good, we have fallen into a trap." Suddenly, the voice of the ancestor witch Zhu Jiuyin spread to every corner of the Wuzhuang Temple.

"What does the ancestor witch mean?" All the gods were puzzled.

But soon they all knew it.

The sound of the Donghuang Bell suddenly rang out in the void.

The sound of the Donghuang Bell resounded throughout the chaos, penetrating all the arrangements made by the great gods in this mysterious universe.

"Ancestor Witch Zhu Jiuyin, how could your Avenue of Time be arbitrarily controlled by the Emperor of the East?" a great god questioned.

The situation is not right now. With the ringing of the Donghuang Bell, the demons will surely know where this place is, and their attack will surely come. However, Donghuang's attack will also come suddenly, and it cannot be explained in one word.

The ancestor witch Zhu Jiuyin said nothing, but just kept fighting with the Donghuang Bell for the authority over time.

Dang Dang Dang!
The Donghuang Bell was still ringing, and in an instant it reversed the flow of time in the mysterious universe.

Zhou Mingrui, who was about to merge the uniqueness of the error, suddenly felt a crisis. He had just sensed that something was wrong with time, but his inspiration was blocked. He had an inexplicable feeling about these things, and a force was twisting his will, preventing him from thinking about this.

But now this power has disappeared, or it is no longer able to control his will, so he can clearly feel the tremendous changes of time.

Logically speaking, He should be in control of this time. After all, he will become the Fool and merge the False Uniqueness. Time is already on his side, but somehow, this authority does not belong to him at all, or the authority that originally belonged to him was directly deprived by a more powerful force and is no longer under his control. The False Uniqueness and the characteristics of the Time Worm have simply become waste decorations.

"Who is it? Jinwu, do you know him?" Zhou Mingrui habitually asked the Prince Jinwu who was projected in his soul.

"An extremely powerful being, perhaps Daluo, or even above Daluo, or perhaps your original God, or the original creator." Jinwu gave an ambiguous answer.

"Have they awakened? Or...Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun?" Zhou Mingrui thought more.

"Him? That's impossible, because you are already Him, and He will never come back." Jinwu replied.

"Am I him, or is He me?" Zhou Mingrui, or Klein, was mumbling to himself at this moment.

"It is you." Jinwu confirmed again.

"Then who am I?" Klein asked, looking up at the sky.

"You are...￥#@*&" For a moment, a series of piercing explosions rang in Klein's ears.

"The original creators will awaken from Klein's body." The Great Immortal Hongmeng noticed this anomaly amidst his busy schedule and immediately called out. "Not only that, He will also awaken from Amon, from Adam, and from all living beings in this universe."

"If He is awakened, He will no longer be the Prime Creator, but His Majesty the Eastern Emperor."

At this moment, everyone no longer refers to Donghuang as a respectful title, but uses it as a honorific.

If Donghuang Taiyi revived as a saint, then he should be called His Majesty Donghuang. If not...

That will be the case in the future, and it is appropriate for everyone to call it that.

So you won't suffer any loss in this matter, absolutely not. Just shout more so that when He suppresses you in the future, He will show some mercy and the suppression will last shorter.

"You are Zhou Mingrui." At this moment, a call came accurately from the mouth of the Golden Crow into Klein's mind.

"Yes, I am Zhou Mingrui. I am Zhou Mingrui. I am not Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, nor am I the original creator. I am Zhou Mingrui, not ￥#@*&." Klein, or rather Zhou Mingrui, his confused and shimmering eyes gradually cleared, his soul illuminated, and he looked towards the golden crow sun hanging in the sky above his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Who are you, then?"

"Your Majesty has finally realized that I am not the Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow, but Luo Zu."

Prince Jinwu has started his creation again and transformed into a human Taoist. He stands in the sea of ​​consciousness and looks down at the spirit of Zhou Mingrui, who has a normal expression.

"Luo Zu, you are so brave that you dare to refine my nephew's thoughts and replace them." Zhou Mingrui seemed to laugh out loud, but there was no expression on his face.

This is not a fake smile, but a message from God.

At the same time, the outside world has become unaware of the changes here, and a barrier of separation from the original creator has risen here.

"Since you also know who I am and my identity has been exposed, let's end the friendship between you and me. Is that okay?" Luo Zu said leisurely while hanging in the air.

"What do you think?" Zhou Mingrui raised his hand.

Then Luo Zu descended from heaven and stood alone in front of Zhou Mingrui.

"You dare to steal the secrets of heaven and deceive my thoughts. I really can't think of anything else you dare not do." Zhou Mingrui said quietly.

"I would never dare to bully Your Majesty." Luo Zu immediately changed his address.

After all, he was captured here by Him, and it was of course his own fault that he ended up here.

Fortunately, this was just a thought of his and it wasn't a big deal.

But just because he can refine the Golden Crow Prince, why can’t Donghuang do the same?
"Your Majesty is no longer asleep?" Luo Zu asked.

"The time has not come yet, so you can act arrogantly."

But Zhou Mingrui waved his hand the next moment and knocked Luo Zu's thought out of this sea of ​​consciousness.

But then they stumbled into a completely new world. (End of Chapter)