A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 416 Xuanjun Saves the World
Seeing that the Zhu Xian Sword Formation remained like this, as if it was completely unaware that it was being manipulated to open a gap, Xiong Mo's expression gradually became subtle, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Then he whispered in his heart, "This Zhu Xian Sword Formation is too incredible. Or do all the other shore divine soldiers sleep so soundly once they fall asleep?"

Xiong Mo shook his head. No matter what, his position above time and fate was already at the end of the last era, and the nothingness and blankness blocked by the Zhu Xian Sword Formation was the "nothingness" when the end of the world was completely approaching.

Looking down at the river beneath his feet, which was already cracked and getting bigger the closer he got to the end of time, he whispered to himself, "First, adapt to the laws and principles of the end of this era, and make some adjustments to the cave in my body."

"Then, I will project the legends to cover all the universes within this time period, so that I can gather all the power of my projections and adjust my strength to the peak."

"In this era when the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is already extremely unstable, it should be much easier to condense the Great Dao of Illusion. After all, the Dao I cultivated when Heaven and Earth were at their peak was only vaguely at the level of Good Fortune, and the strength of the Good Fortune characteristic on me was not very high. I still need to be fully prepared before advancing."

He slowly stretched out his right hand, lightly tapped the silent river surface, and slowly pointed to a torn and shattered piece of land in the [real world].

In an instant, time and space changed, law and reason shifted, and the figure who was temporarily walking on time and destiny fell back into the years.

"Tap."

Xiong Mo, standing on this torn land, looked at the desolate and lifeless environment around him, and sensed the extraordinary traces nearby that seemed to be completely dead. A trace of shock slowly rose on his face.

He murmured in a low voice, "The disaster that occurred before the end of the world in this era was actually the end of the spirit."

There are many eras in the "world of one life", but no one knows exactly how many there are in this "world" except the three born beyond the shore. Perhaps one day when he is promoted to the beyond the shore and can trace the years of his existence back to the origin of time and become the oldest, he will know.

But no matter what, once the current era reaches its end and approaches the doomsday that is destined to come, huge disasters will occur one by one in both the [real world] and the world full of chaos, until everything that cannot transcend time and fate collapses and turns into a blank "nothingness".

Now, in the [real world] at the end of this era where Xiong Mo is living, the disaster that has occurred is "the extinction of the soul".

He gently stroked the broken earth with his hands, and felt deep underground, trying to find a piece of debris with extraordinary remains. However, after sensing the surroundings, he could only sense ordinary soil and gravel.

Xiong Mo murmured, "The spiritual energy is completely cut off, all the earth veins are completely broken, and no extraordinary mysteries are emitted. The laws and principles that should have been attached to the earth have dissipated without a trace, and even the most basic material structure has been shaken."

The creation characteristics in the Dharma body were activated, and a pure Yang stone full of fairy energy was created by Xiong Mo out of thin air, floating in the air. But in the short moment it appeared, it began to "weather" unimaginably, dropping bits of "fine sand" and finally falling from his hands into the torn earth.

This was not the end yet. The "fine sand" on the ground sublimated in the blink of an eye. It was as if it was a pool of iodine liquid at 60 degrees Celsius, completely turning into a golden gas and completely dissipating without a trace.

Xiong Mo sucked in a breath of cold air, "This is no longer a simple extinction of spirits. Even the most basic heat is dissipating. This is completely heading for coldness and loneliness. It is worthy of being the end of the era. It is indeed a precursor to the collapse and destruction of the [real world]."

"The beings below the legend simply cannot stay in an environment of absolute zero for a long time. Therefore, they have no chance of survival in the [real world]. All that is left is to wait quietly for death by freezing completely."

"Because of the entire chaos of 'no spirits', even if a legendary life form without the characteristics of good fortune has endless other selves throughout the universe, it can only resist a little better than ordinary life, but it still cannot escape the fate of dying due to power exhaustion."

With a light sigh, he looked at the creation temples. Because only there were great masters who could generate spiritual energy and heat out of thin air, and could always maintain vitality. However, from Xiong Mo's perspective, most of them could not survive in this "absolute soul", and complete ruin was the only destined fate.

"Although a great master in the realm of creation can create everything out of thin air, this strength has its limits. It is impossible to be like a machine that can release endless energy continuously. However, in this environment, once it slows down and cannot maintain the balance with the 'Absolute Spirit', the only result is the destruction of the dojo."

"And the destruction of the dojo means that the 'protective shield' that protects itself is very likely to collapse. The upcoming doomsday is terrifying. If there are no special means, facing the void that can almost turn everything into nothingness, I am afraid that even the great masters at the level of perfect creation will not be able to withstand it."

If Xiong Mo now has reached the realm of perfect fortune, then the best way he can think of to overcome the tribulation is to find a shortcut and rely on the essence that can be used as the raw material of the divine weapon on the other side to withstand the final tribulation.

As for the legends and the unfulfilled destiny, all he could think of was to rush up to the three "sky"s and shout for help, and beg the three big guys to lend a hand and grab some.

"Fortunately, the era I live in is not the end, otherwise I would have suffered a lot. Of course, because the [Real World] has just opened, the world is in a period of rise and prosperity, the Great Dao is extremely stable, and the difficulty of advancing to a higher realm is indeed much greater."

As time passed, Xiong Mo had already analyzed most of the laws and principles of the way of dreams in the current era. The cave in his body also began to interact with the outside world again. The creative energy constantly born from it became more and more surging, constantly generating spiritual energy. While maintaining the power in his body, he worked harder to fight against the omnipresent "Absolute Spirit".

The spirituality in the body gradually gathered, and a ray of light with a dreamy color rose from Xiong Mo's eyes, slowly condensing into a brilliant sword light.

"Zheng!"

When he pinched his fingers, a deep sword sound rang out, rapidly spreading along the avenue of heaven and earth in the [real world] where even the structure of existence was a little confusing, until it covered every corner of this high-level world.

A deer raised its head from a shortcut filled with the Five Elements in the chaos, and looked towards the blurred [Real World], "Which Taoist friend is it? You don't even want to fully welcome the coming of the doomsday at this time, and you have the mind to waste your energy to make such a fuss?"

A trace of pure Yin Yi Wood Qi descended, and a phoenix with brilliant patterns all over its body flew down and landed on Lu Shu's huge head, and gently combed its feathers with its beak, "We'd better ignore it. The [real world] is like a huge rock that is about to collapse. It may be completely destroyed at any time, leading to the apocalypse." "That's right, we'd better ignore it." A rotating turtle slowly raised its body, looked around, and said slowly, "We can find this shortcut before the apocalypse comes. We are really lucky."

"But we are not perfect after all, so it is still a bit uncertain to survive the catastrophe with this. We should take advantage of the time to control this shortcut more firmly, so that we can have a better chance of surviving this terrible catastrophe."

There was some doubt in Lu Shu's eyes. He knew that preparing to survive the doomsday was the most urgent task, but an extremely secret intuition surged in his heart.

[The changes caused by the [real world] at the moment are unusual. Compared with surviving the apocalypse, they seem to be more important?]
After thinking for a while, Lu Shu picked up a tortoise shell emitting a bit of fresh air and three beautiful phoenix feathers, and finally plucked a tuft of fluff from his tail. He spit out the Dingjia fire, and in an instant, he combined these three materials full of the power of creation into a rough embryo that was neither gold nor copper.

The power of the five elements in the shortcut where they are currently located are also activated, integrated into it, and evolve into a faint yellow and black color, possessing the power to condense and suppress one's own way.

With a lift of its hoof, Lu Shu threw the rough sword from where it was, directly into the [real world] which had become hazy for some reason.

The phoenix bird standing on Lu Shu's head pecked at the white fur under its claws, as if complaining, "Why did you use the Dao rhyme of this shortcut to melt the objects we shed into a rough piece of good fortune and throw it into the [real world]? This object carries a trace of our luck, and even those great masters standing at the top will pay attention to it."

Lu Shu glanced at the silent spiral turtle and explained in a low voice, "My intuition tells me that this may be beneficial in the future. Besides, you didn't have no chance to stop me when I was smelting these objects. As for their value, we will lose some every million years, so don't be so fussy about it."

The phoenix was silent for a while, then flew up to the sky above the shortcut again and continued to arrange relevant measures. Only Xuangui and Lushu were left staring at each other.

The turtle raised its long neck and looked at Lu Shu with an uncertain expression, as if it was somewhat happy and somewhat alert. He asked somewhat uneasily, "Maybe it will be good for the future? Will we survive this disaster in the future?"

Lu Shu looked away with a guilty conscience, looking into the distance, and whispered, "I don't know. I really don't know. I can't see the end of the world, nor the future. There is only a blank."

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The turtle lowered his head and sighed, "It's a disadvantage not to have a great master from the past to lead you. I hope your intuition is as accurate and useful as before."

In addition to these three great masters of the realm of creation, the rest of the creation beings who have left the [real world] and lived in the chaos have noticed the changes in this high-level world. Unfortunately, as the end of the world is approaching, the mysteries of heaven and cause and effect are extremely chaotic, and they are completely unable to deduce, and can only be slightly vigilant and pay attention to all changes.

At this moment, Xiong Mo, who had imprinted his own traces on the great road of heaven and earth in the [real world], suddenly saw a rough draft with a strong mystery of creation falling from the chaos and hitting in front of his feet.

"Uh, chance falls from the sky?"

Looking at the mysterious creation that was constantly generated out of thin air, and the rough draft that contained a sense of auspicious fortune, Xiong Mo's expression became extremely subtle. When he picked it up, he found that there was not a trace of the original owner's magic power in it, as if it was specially refined and given to him.

"Hmm, the Way of Spring Breeze, the Way of Rivers and Streams, the Way of Mountains and Rivers, the Way of Fortune, and a little bit of the Innate Mysterious Yellow Qi created by the Way of the Five Elements?"

The more Xiong Mo looked at it, the more he was surprised and puzzled, because the illusory avenue that lingered on it seemed to be consistent with his own dream path. The innate Xuanhuang Qi that was reversed from the Five Elements was even more of a heavyweight existence for him.

"Which of these great masters wanted to establish good karma with me, and sent me a rough creation just before I was ready to be promoted to the creation realm, to help me?"

"But that's not right. I sneaked into this era, except for those three who ignored my natural destiny. No one should know. And the existence of this era should be actively preparing to survive the apocalypse, and will not care about the legend that has no hope of surviving to the next era."

"And this rough piece looks a bit like a pagoda."

But no matter what, Xiong Mo, who is about to be promoted to the level of destiny, will definitely take this kind of help from heaven. Even if there is cause and effect, that will be a matter after he becomes a great supernatural power in the future. Back to the front of the long river of time, he has plenty of time to repay this good deed.

Afterwards, Xiong Mo looked towards the collapsing universe outside the [real world], watching those creatures who were constantly crying and hiding from the impending disaster, and silently raised his sword, pointing at the chaos.

The true spirit that was already at an infinite height began to erupt, and a sword light rose from the spiritual light of the nature, as if it was everywhere. It fell into the chaos, extended to the universe in the chaos, and merged into the many universes that were currently collapsing.

"With this sword, all despair is gone!"

The flawless sword light seemed to be born from the hearts of all living beings, cutting off all confusion and fear, and calming down the souls who were still silently wiping away tears and collecting the corpses of their loved ones.

"With this sword, the heaven and earth are illusory, and the universe is like a dream!"

The infinitely high true spirit dropped the sword light again, engraving it into the underlying rules and logic of each universe, stabilizing the gradually collapsing cosmic structure with falsehood, and barely mobilizing a part of the power of the sea of ​​suffering, turning all the universes in the chaos into a big dream.

The rough embryo of creation that has been roughly refined by his own magic power floats in the air, emitting a mysterious yellow color, and containing one "big dream" after another.

At the same time, within all the “big dreams”, there was a legend of Xuanjun saving the world.

(End of this chapter)