A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 418 The Disappearance of the Three Pure Ones

On a small pond filled with a sense of "bitterness", a dreamy boat carrying Xiong Mo, a man with a complicated expression, was floating slowly here.

He sighed softly, sat down cross-legged, and fiddled with the small tower in his hand that emitted a faint dreamy phosphorescent light. "Did you throw it here from the Lord of Morality?"

The Nanshan Tower vibrated slightly, revealing a denial and a hint of doubt, as if it was completely unaware of the existence of this Heavenly Lord.

Xiong Mo chuckled. As a peerless creation with terrifying merits of saving the world, the small tower was equivalent to a living great creator. How could it be possible that it knew nothing about the existence of the three Heavenly Lords of the Other Shore?
Besides, do you really think he is blind?

Those three supreme "heavens" that are omnipresent now show no sign of ushering in the apocalypse. Now the illusory shadows projected onto the sea of ​​suffering carry an unattainable Taoist rhyme, symbolizing the unpredictable will of the other side.

Sensing the "how long are you going to tease me?" look on Xiong Mo's face, the small tower quickly emitted strands of golden light of merit, and constructed in mid-air a huge deer walking in the mountains and rivers, a phoenix soaring in the sky, and a spiral turtle crawling slowly in the river, as if saying that these three great creators were the original owners who created it.

As if he was afraid that Xiong Mo wouldn't believe it, he sent all the memories and the coordinates of a shortcut into his spirit, replaying the complete cause and effect.

After carefully looking at everything, Xiong Mo said calmly to the small tower, "So this is what Lu Shu, the creator, meant. He wanted to establish a good cause with me, so that I can finally use my merits of saving the world to allow my own fortune, which was already on the verge of perfection, to completely enter the level of 'shortcut'."

The Nanshan Tower emitted a faint phosphorescent light and evolved into a large round Kun, which rubbed Xiong Mo's cheek, revealing a look of joy as if saying "You finally believe me".

In response, Xiong Mo just kept circling the Nanshan Tower and fell completely silent.

He, Fushengxuanhuang Tianzun, is one of the personalities of the "Original Creator", and the "Original Creator" is a projection of Yuanshi Tianzun. Therefore, Fushengxuanhuang Tianzun can basically be said to be a projection of Yuanshi Tianzun.

It's just that he, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, is rather special. In order to break free from the path of the "original creator", he used the power of the epoch cycle to jump out of the constraints of the rules and logic of the universe and became an "independent" individual.

Whether there is a cause and effect between the "transcendent" Xuanhuang Tianzun and Yuanshi Tianzun depends on how the living cause and effect of Zhuguo Zhiyin thinks. However, the "Wuji Yin", one of the nine seals of Yuanshi, appeared on him, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, and this cause and effect can be calculated even with eyes closed.

Then, with the help of the power of the [Real World], he briefly jumped out of time and fate and traveled upstream along the years. During this process, he did not feel that there was any problem at all. Because this was originally his plan, a layout to try to ascend to the level of destiny.

But when he encountered the "Arbitrary Eternal" Zhuxian Sword Formation on Time and Fate, he was lucky not to be killed by its Zhuxian Sword Light. However, the Zhuxian Sword Formation fell asleep, and the phantom of Lingbao Tianzun was gone. He directly used the "group" array pattern to control the sleeping Zhuxian Sword Formation and opened a gap for sneaking through.

In this situation, after thinking about it, Xiong Mo could barely find an excuse. The reason why he could drive this set of peerless magic weapons that could make people on the other side bleed was purely because this set of peerless magic weapons fell asleep, and it had little to do with this Lingbao Tianzun who was born on the other side.

Now, the Nanshan Tower descended from the sky, carrying with it a trace of innate mysterious energy. It had many wonderful uses, such as suppressing one's own way and carrying the heavens. It even gave him a preview of the specific steps to condense and sublimate the way of dreams in advance.

This small tower that looks so much like the exquisite pagoda in the Mysterious Heaven and Earth, could it not be the work of the Lord of Morality, the providential God on the other side of the universe?
He, Xuanhuang Tianzun, is not stupid. He, he...he believed it.

"None of this is arranged by the will of the three beyond the sea."

Xiong Mo muttered silently in his heart, constantly deepening the impression in his mind, and constantly wielded the sword of spirituality to cut off the corresponding thoughts about the three natural other shores.

After his mind became "clear", he looked at the small tower in his hand without any doubts. Instead, he directly infused a large amount of magic power into this peerless creation, fully exerting its ability to suppress his own way, and placed it in the small boat composed of his own dream way.

"Wow."

The boat, which originally seemed extremely thin, immediately became a bit thicker. The two dreamy lights merged together, resisting the power of the doomsday that had surged into the sea of ​​suffering at some point.

"Click. Click."

Bitter transparent waves piled up and splashed all over the boat, then fell again. The terrifying power they carried made Xiong Mo's illusory path tremble, and his body was slightly unstable. The caves in his body that had transformed into the "real world" and many illusory universes after his advancement to creation were constantly experiencing violent turbulence.

Seeing the Bitter Sea continue to shrink, and even unable to maintain the area of ​​a small pond, Xiong Mo knew that the last moment of this era had arrived. He whispered, "No wonder after I was promoted to the Creator, no great master wanted to come and see me, and even an incarnation was reluctant to be sent out. It turns out that it is already so late."

"For those great masters who haven't had time to build a pure land, even if they are born with perfect creation, they are basically unable to face the end of the era. It seems understandable that they don't want to care about a fellow Taoist who is about to die and is beneficial to them."

"As for the three fellow Taoists who have established good karma with me at a place near the path."

Xiong Mo quickly swung the sword of spirituality again, cutting off his own thoughts and no longer thinking about what would happen on the other side.

"Boom."

[The Real World] A huge tree located in the center that supported the heaven and earth finally couldn't hold on at this moment. Under the entanglement of infinite cause and effect and the power of the end of the catastrophe, cracks appeared completely, and all the Jiamu energy quickly disappeared from it, leaving only a dry tree.

However, a seed that exudes vitality uses the end of this tree as the cause to reflect its own existence and manifest itself in the world.

Xiong Mo's eyes suddenly lit up. He had an unusually familiar feeling towards this strange seed. "World Tree Seed?"

Without hesitation, the Way of Dreams unfolded, transforming into strands of doomsday power similar to the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, wrapping around his hands and reaching directly for the seeds that appeared in the [real world].

"Boom. Hiss."

This was undoubtedly a major move that interfered with past history. The river of time and destiny completely rioted. The terrifying power of correction descended from an unknown place and crushed Xiong Mo's body, causing his illusory avenue to emit tearing sounds.

The next moment, the Nanshan Tower emitted a dreamy glow, transferring the terrifying pressure that fell on Xiong Mo to it, allowing him to successfully obtain the seed with a strong Jiamu aura. However, when Xiong Mo really completed this action and took the seed for himself, the power of time was completely surging, and an irresistible force gushed up from under his boat, completely throwing him out of the current time node and throwing him to the forefront of the current time.

In an instant, streaks of light swayed past Xiong Mo's eyes, and countless images flashed in his perception. With his consciousness extremely concentrated, he clearly saw a vague figure appear with the Zhuxian Sword Formation, setting up a terrifying killing formation, and setting off a doomsday that made countless living beings tremble, dragging the entire era into the void.

Then, a creator holding a Pangu Banner and a brilliant cloud above his head walked out of the void. He raised the banner in his hand, generating chaos, dividing yin and yang, creating the world, and thus giving birth to countless causes and effects, and determining the future.

The last one, holding the Xuanhuang Pagoda and with the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram on his back, took over this newly opened world with a strong sense of staying in the world. He built an immortal golden bridge that spanned the heaven and earth, suppressed all things, sorted out the earth, water, wind and fire, sealed the five elements, created all things, and made everything begin to transform towards a prosperous stage.

Suddenly, a strong sense of the cycle of eras loomed from these three majestic beings. They seemed to be exploring something, determining something, and sorting out something, but all this seemed to be Xiong Mo's illusion.

Until the end, Xiong Mo clearly saw that this section of the era was completely covered up by the figure who set up the terrifying formation. Then, the creator who created the world, starting from the initial cause and effect, hid the figure who caused the doomsday, making it no longer exist in the world. And that god-man completely took away all the time and fate after the creation of the world, cutting off time.

The method of severing the connections one by one not only left Xiong Mo dumbfounded, but also caused a storm in his heart.

"What are these three Heavenly Lords planning to do?!"

Xiong Mo's doubts were not answered, but after a moment, he found that the three "heavens" that were supposed to have always existed had completely disappeared, as if they had never existed from the beginning to the end. The memories in his mind also changed, and a series of true and real history surfaced, telling him that there had never been a "heaven" hanging high in the [real world].

"bump!"

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Under the backlash of time, Xiong Mo fell halfway up the South Mountain, splashing dust. But he no longer cared about his own terrible condition, and hurriedly activated his other-side characteristics, starting to go through history, tracing back to the time when the world was first created, wanting to see clearly what happened.

But when Xiong Mo controlled the "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" who had just regained consciousness in the past, he found that the "Original Creator" was gone.

No, it’s not that the “prime creator” disappeared, but that he became the “prime creator” of the mysterious universe. “Tianzun” and “God” are just his projections.

However, the real “beginning” that existed in Xiong Mo’s memory has disappeared.

"As Yuanshi Tianzun who was born on the other side of the sea, my projection disappeared."

Taking a deep breath, "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" jumped out of the mysterious universe directly and turned his gaze towards the [real world] that had just appeared, wanting to find the god who was supposed to calm the earth, water, wind and fire, but he could not find His figure anywhere, as if He had never existed.

Xiong Mo, who was lying halfway up the [Nanshan] mountain, fell completely silent. Then he turned over and continued to lie there, like a salted fish on the table.

Of course, the ones who are now completely in trouble are not only Xiong Mo who has already fallen, but also many creators who have sensed the changes in time and history, especially the great masters who have reached the realm of perfection in creation. Some of them are even going crazy on the spot.

On Mount Zhongshan, the three great saints stood in a row, looking up at the sky with a dazed look on their faces.

"What on earth happened? How could such a large-scale event that changes history happen?" Qiongqi raised his hoof and dug the soil beneath him anxiously, with a hint of panic in his words.

The beast shook its tail in annoyance and whispered, "Mr. Xuan may know something. From the memory that suddenly appeared in our minds, he should be the fellow Taoist who was born at the end of the last era."

"He has gone back in time and traveled to the end of the previous era, using the unique environment there to break through. The backlash of time that has been haunting His body is clearly evidence of a major change in history."

Da'e now slowly came back to his senses. He shook his head and said softly, "How history has changed in the past is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the three Heavenly Lords are gone, and the supreme 'sky' that used to hang in the [real world] has also disappeared without a trace."

"Yu Yutian's disappearance may not have a big impact. It may be that at the end of this era, it will be more difficult to survive the disaster."

"The Great Scarlet Sky has disappeared. As long as all the great masters work together, they can barely suppress the earth, water, wind and fire when the world was first created, and stabilize the balance and continuity of the world's development. Although in this process, the Real World will inevitably be damaged, causing its status to fall slightly."

"But the one from Qingwei Heaven is the cause of all the fruits of the creation of the world, symbolizing the creation from nothing. Once he disappears, does it mean that there will be no new era in the future?"

As soon as Da'e's words came out, Qiongqi and Xihen were filled with fear.

There is no new era, which means that after the end of this era comes, all of them with perfect creations will live in that blank nothingness, and then in the irresistible and long despair, they will completely become a part of this void.

Faced with the despair and destruction that are visible to the naked eye, not every person with great supernatural powers can remain calm.

At this time, not only the three great masters of Zhongshan felt fear, but the other great masters of creation in the [real world] also felt a chill to the bone, even those who occupied a shortcut were no exception.

Comparatively speaking, Xiong Mo, who was in [Nanshan], undoubtedly calmed down a lot after a brief period of tension, and began to connect to the [Gray Fog Space] to re-enter his own information.

[Name: Xiong Mo (First Avatar)
Title: Xuanjun/Fushengxuanhuangtianzun
System: I-world magic/potion
Realm: Creation (newcomer, realm not yet stable)

Road: Fantasy (Illusion Avenue)

Lingbao: Nanshan Tower (Unparalleled Creation)]

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