A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 278 Puppet
After completely inheriting the [Title: Great Red Heavenly Lord], Xiong Mo saw the messages left by the Lord of Morality in it.

"I see. Due to the backlash of karma from the long river of time, an enemy from the ancient times has descended here."

"This is to forcibly trigger the catastrophe of the heavenly rules for the promotion to the Immortal King, and to take the seriously injured Dark Immortal King with him to death."

Xiong Mo looked in the direction of the ancient star and saw the ancient coffin buried in the Lotus Peak of Xiyue. His expression was a little complicated. He now understood what the so-called back-up plan of the Heavenly Lord of Morality was.

"Want to use the scripture that allowed the Supreme Lord of Tribulation to live again in this life, bury the intact body that remains from the transformation from the second life to the third life, and return again under the creation of the earth veins and time?"

Xiong Mo shook his head slowly. He was very pessimistic about the backup plan left by the Lord of Morality.

"Unless a quasi-immortal emperor comes to help, the chance of returning is not zero, but it is almost zero. To succeed, it would be a miracle among miracles."

First of all, the scripture used by Daode Tianzun was very problematic. The pits left on the surface alone had already killed many supreme beings. Even if it was revised and improved, there were still countless deep pits waiting for people to jump into.

Secondly, the Moral Lord died in the Primal Chaos, not in the Heaven Covering Universe. This made it impossible for him to use the incomplete Samsara Path under the Burial Ground Star. Moreover, he died in the catastrophe of the Heavenly Rules when he was promoted to the Immortal King, and it is likely that not even a trace of his soul was left.

In the end, this method of re-living a new life was successful. But whether the person who came back was still the same person was a big question mark.

According to Xiong Mo's memory, the future Laozi did not seem to admit that he was the Lord of Morality. In addition, he was clearly or implicitly drawing a line between himself and the Lord of Morality.

However, the current Zhutian Universe has changed greatly after he took over. Xiong Mo is unable to make an accurate judgment on the future situation of Laozi and the Lord of Dao and Morality, and can only make a rough estimate.

As for now, the most important thing for him is the [Position: Great Red Heavenly Lord] that he has just inherited.

Strands of royal aura emanated from this peculiar position, directly raising the life level of Xiong Mo, the incarnation created by the Xuanhuang mother energy, to a terrifying level.

"Can you exert the lowest level of Immortal King power without leaving the universe? That's enough."

Xiong Mo took a step forward and instantly entered the fate fog of the universe. He took another step and was already in the deepest part of the fate fog. At this moment, when he looked down, he could see the water splashing with fragments of time.

At this moment, under his feet is the [Long River of Time·Branch of the Heaven-Chushing Universe].

The Dao rhythm of the Dao King Realm emanated from [Position: Great Scarlet Lord], and power equivalent to the essence of the universe began to flow into [Position: Beacon of Destiny], [Position: King of Time and Space], and [Position: The Old One].

The essence of the personality belonging to the Immortal King level was shared by [Personality: Great Red Heavenly Lord], and used as a support to temporarily elevate the remaining three personalities, allowing them to ascend to the Immortal King level together.

Xiong Mo stretched out his hand, and the power of destiny and history instantly rose, controlling the power of the entire destiny fog of the universe and transforming it into gray fog to cover up its own traces.

"The mist of fate is the 'river fog' at the current time node of the long river of time. It often flows slowly forward along with the 'river water'. As long as you go against the direction of the 'river fog', you can step into the mist of fate of the past years and complete an alternative way of going back in time."

Looking at the past years, Xiong Mo began to stride towards the fog of past destiny without any hesitation.

Fragments of past time seemed to be replayed in front of his eyes, and in just a moment, he sensed an invisible barrier. That was the time node when he returned from the "Devouring World" to the "Heaven-Covering World", and it was also the historical node when [Personality: Old Days] played a role in the Heaven-Covering Universe.

Xiong Mo waved his hand, and the power of destiny in the king realm was released, turning into a big hand that slapped the barrier hard, breaking it in an instant. However, when the barrier was broken, a stream of cause and effect from the long river of time slowly wrapped around his body.

Although this thread of cause and effect is extremely small and invisible and intangible, due to the vast size of the long river of time, even the strong among the Immortal Kings cannot completely ignore its terrifying nature.

However, when this strand of cause and effect touched Xiong Mo's body, it was as if it was blocked by a terrifying unknown force and could never get close. The next moment, this strand of cause and effect was directly slid away by the terrifying unknown force, forcing it to return along the original path.

This was the constant high-level cause and effect fate concealing ability of the [Gray Fog Space] taking effect, freeing Xiong Mo from the entanglement of the cause and effect of time, allowing him to hide directly in the endless gray fog, making him difficult to spy on.

As he crossed this barrier, every step he took on the [River of Time·Heaven-Chuling Universe Branch] left a mark of dark yellow color, which was integrated into the corresponding fragments of past history, and [Personality: The Old Days] began to take effect.

A trace of power emanated and began to integrate Xiong Mo's consciousness of past history, eventually forming a unified consciousness on a historical level.

One year, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years.
As the years went on, he now saw through the mist of fate a stone embryo of the Holy Spirit that was taking shape in the bottom of a high mountain valley.

That was the moment he just arrived in the "World of Shrouding the Sky".

Xiong Mo stretched out his hand and waved, and the power of [Personality: Old Days] surged, integrating his original consciousness.

All the history in which he existed is connected.

A sense of "perfection" and "transcendence" suddenly arises in consciousness, and the deep power hidden in the consciousness slowly seeps out.

This is the [True Spirit], the [True Spirit] that is unique in all the heavens and worlds.

By borrowing the power of [Personality: Great Red Heavenly Lord], he understood his own history in advance and came into contact with the power of [True Spirit].

The next moment, panel prompts began to appear.

【It has been detected that a higher level of immortal essence has been mastered. 】

【The progress of space repair is accelerating. 】

[The progress of repair is being calculated.]

【Calculation completed.】

[Current space completeness: 0.005871%]

After reading the information on the panel, Xiong Mo's face twitched suddenly, and he complained in his heart, "No way? This space is so damaged, and it can still take me through different worlds? If it is complete, wouldn't it be..."

"The main god space? Or something similar to 'One Life Dao Fruit'?"

After thinking for a while, Xiong Mo put aside the origin of the [Gray Fog Space] because it was not something he could explore at the moment. Instead of thinking about these useless things, it is better to concentrate on improving his own strength. As long as he is stronger, there will be less information hidden in front of him.

When Xiong Mo looked ahead into the fog of fate again, a second invisible barrier appeared before his eyes, blocking him from moving forward into the fog of fate that led to his own birthplace.

Seeing this, he raised his right hand and clenched it forward, and the power of history and destiny gathered and gathered into a long sword in his hand. The spirituality from the [True Spirit] was mobilized, and the power of the shadow of his past years and history continued to surge towards him, and the extremely sharp sword light extended out.

Raise up and swing down!
A mysterious sword light, which is mainly composed of the spiritual power of the [True Spirit] and supplemented by the power of other historical years, carries the brilliant laws of destiny and immortality and rises here!

"boom!"

The invisible barrier in front of me was intact.

"It seems that the power of the first Immortal King realm cannot break through the fog of past destiny where one's own destiny does not exist."

Xiong Mo looked at the invisible barrier in front of him that was blocking him from moving forward and felt very sorry. He also wanted to go back to the past, so as to occupy the historical years when his own destiny did not exist, and continue to raise his own strength.

“Given the strength of this barrier, it seems that without the power of a giant immortal king, it is impossible to continue to advance one’s existence into the past.”

"At present, the spiritual power of my [True Spirit], after fully unleashing, is only similar to that of an Immortal King with incomplete Dao Fruit in the King Realm. I am afraid it is not enough to overcome the catastrophe of the rules of the heavens."

Xiong Mo recalled the last attacking thunder that reached the Immortal King Realm when he was overcoming the tribulation of creating the law. He shook his head slowly and suddenly felt that the possibility of him encountering unexpected situations when breaking through the King Realm was very high.

However, it was the "dark clone" who first overcame the catastrophe of the rules of the heavens, so some very bad situations should not occur.

"But we still need to find a way to strengthen our strength."

"Anyway, Junior Brother and those Extreme Supremes are already suffering, so they shouldn't mind adding a few more burdens, right?"

. . .

At the same time, in the originally sealed restricted area, now on the cross-border altar, the fighting is becoming more and more fierce.

Originally, there was only one True Immortal who crossed the border. Those incarnations of the Supreme Beings were able to rely on their numerical advantage of over hundreds, and the attack capabilities of each incarnation could barely reach the level of a fourth-generation enlightened being, and they were able to suppress the Dark True Immortal who was in the late True Immortal stage.

But with the arrival of another True Immortal in the late stage of Dark True Immortal, they are now shaky and are basically unable to maintain their basic combat power.

Many of the incarnations of the Supreme Beings were covered with the indelible erosion of the immortal laws. Some of the incarnations of the Supreme Beings had already become mutilated, with their internal organs torn apart.

What was even more terrible was the pollution from darkness, which had slowly penetrated into the incarnations of the Supreme Beings. They needed to have a strong will to fight against the powerful infection that was constantly attacking their incarnations.

While defending against the powerful attack from the Dark Immortal, the Monkey Supreme shouted to the old Taoist priest who was using tortoise shells to divine behind him, "Old charlatan, have you found the flaws of those two Immortals? Our incarnations are about to collapse!"

The White Crane Supreme picked up the burnt feather fan and attacked the Dark Immortal again, blowing out gusts of Nine Heavens Gale, destroying the Immortal Killing Force that had been weakened by dozens of Extreme Dao Supremes.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Old charlatan, is your divine calculation method reliable? It has been so long since the battle started! And you still haven't figured it out?!"

The Supreme Supreme of the Sea of ​​Samsara also roared, "Old charlatan, it's been thousands of years, and you still haven't figured it out?! If you can't figure it out, all of us incarnations will be wiped out!"

At this time, the old Taoist priest standing on the edge of the cross-border altar looked at the tortoise shell that had been broken into several pieces. He kept pinching the Tianfu Doushu in his hands, and had no time to deal with the Taoist blood flowing from the corner of his mouth due to the backlash of Tianji.

His eyes were red, veins on his fingers were bulging, and he shouted, "Don't rush! It's almost there! It's almost there!"

The next moment, after the last finger gesture, the old Taoist's Taoism quietly broke through under high pressure and reached a higher level. His consciousness finally found a thread in the chaos and began to follow the clues.

As his consciousness rose, he went straight into the mist of fate. Based on the cross-border altar and the information provided by Li Xiang, the Supreme Lord of Nirvana, he followed the connection of the altar portal to the Qi Yan Realm.

The old Taoist realized that the "cross-border" operation using the Mist of Fate as a springboard was going very smoothly, without encountering even the slightest expected obstacle.

Unfortunately, he would rather his "crossing the line" operation didn't go so smoothly at this moment.

Looking at the pure white palace above the fog of Qi Yanjie's fate, and feeling the extremely terrifying darkness and power within it, the old Taoist was completely stunned.

"What the hell is this?!"

At this moment, the pure white palace suddenly stretched out a flawless hand, with three immortal auras carrying a dark breath wrapped around the fingertips, like black silk threads, hanging down in the fragments of time at the current time node of Qi Yanjie.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest looked along the black silk thread at the fragments of time below, and his face turned pale with fright.

The black silk thread connects three true immortals!

Now, the three true immortals are like puppets in a puppet theater on earth, being manipulated at will by that flawless hand.

Among them, the old Taoist priest was quite familiar with two of the True Immortals. If he was not mistaken, they were the two Dark True Immortals who had crossed the border to fight with hundreds of Supreme Beings!
As for the remaining one.
As the flawless hand slowly raised and the index finger lightly hooked, the remaining Dark Immortal appeared before the old Taoist priest.

Seeing this scene, his extreme law burst out crazily, and he launched an extreme attack, cursing loudly at the pure white palace like an old scoundrel, "Your mother."

But before he could finish cursing, the terrifying immortal attack instantly overwhelmed the old Taoist priest, destroying his consciousness that had emerged from the mist of fate.

However, this immortal attack did not end after destroying the old Taoist's consciousness. It went directly along the connection of fate, penetrated the dark ocean, followed the opened portal, and instantly descended on the cross-border altar of the Shrouding Sky Universe.

With a reaction speed faster than that of all the supreme beings present, he directly bombarded the old Taoist's incarnation with unparalleled immortal power.

"call"

In the powerful storm that erupted in the aftermath of the confrontation, it was completely reduced to ashes and disappeared without a trace.

Fortunately, this immortal attack that came across the border only completely destroyed the old Taoist's incarnation and did not affect the stone fetus he transformed into. It seemed that the attack was blocked by the will of the universe.

But with the fluctuations of the will of the universe, a bill with the merits owed fell at the feet of the stone fetus.

(End of this chapter)