A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 451 The whole world is the enemy
He was not the one who opened the third coffin!
He had not yet cast the spell to open the coffin, nor had he yet collected the chaotic divine fluid that was not tolerated in the Dharma-Ending Universe.
The fat Taoist who was being stared at broke out in huge beads of cold sweat on his forehead. A creepy feeling of fear kept rising from the depths of his soul. Every bone and every inch of his blood seemed to be screaming wildly.

No, not as if, it's screaming!
The moment this majestic figure opened his eyes, drastic distortion and extremely strange and ominous things were born in the fat Taoist's body.

The vast and disorderly chaos instantly submerged the entire circular stone house, as if it had pulled out an indescribable corner of the terrifying chaos from the earliest and most ancient time.

This is a kind of Tao that contains extremely profound and the most terrifying truth, which can drive all things in the world into madness.

Only when the secret of the first word was running wildly, constantly producing the idea of ​​reincarnation and rotating the body's weirdness and ominousness, could the fat Taoist barely keep the integrity of his own consciousness at this time, so as not to be instantly tampered with by this shocking gaze.

His face was filled with endless bitterness, and he said to himself, "This is over. This level of zongzi, I'm really in trouble this time."

"But how could something of this level appear in the Dharma Ending Universe?"

"The will of the universe didn't actually bring down a shocking calamity, but forcibly wiped it out. This is unreasonable!"

At this moment, the forehead of the majestic figure in the third coffin depicted wisps of chaotic and hazy Taoist texts, forming a three-dimensional seal with the meaning of reincarnation. The Taoist rhyme that originally permeated the stone house was gradually restrained in it, and the cultivation in the majestic figure's body also evolved into an illusion, sinking into this reincarnation seal with complicated Taoist texts.

As the fat Taoist looked at him with horror, a sense of rebirth, free from the fate of the past, suddenly came from this majestic figure.

This scary "zongzi" seems to have lived a new life.

But the fat Taoist looked bitter and had already retreated silently. Even as a Celestial Lord who had condensed the Samsara Seal many times, he was still a little confused about what this Samsara Seal with complicated Taoist texts represented. But based on the small part he could understand, he knew that he was in big trouble.

"What kind of weird and ominous things are these repairmen?!"

"I originally thought that burying my past, condensing the mark of reincarnation, and ascending to heaven in the mortal world was already weird and ominous enough, but compared to this thing."

Drops of blood and tears flowed from the fat Taoist's divine eyes. In this reincarnation seal, he seemed to see the heavens and worlds returning to silence, as well as countless strange and ominous traces left behind.

All kinds of Taoist injuries that penetrated deep into the bone marrow now manifested in Tianzun's body. Emotions of fear lingered deep in his mind, almost freezing his true spirit.

"In the silence of all things in the world, I can see the nothingness; in billions of disasters and calamities, I can glimpse the mystery; in this world of dust, the cycle of reincarnation never ends."

"This kind of path is completely destined to be accompanied by disasters, never have peace, and sink into a sea of ​​suffering!"

"How could there be such a thing in the world? It seems to be filled with strange and ominous things that are completely indescribable, and almost incomprehensible!"

"If we reach the end of this road, we are doomed to merge into the ominous and weird. What is the point of cultivating to become an immortal?"

Suddenly, a huge hand covering the sky covered the fat Taoist's eyes, dispersing the heavy pressure borne by the Taoist character "Qian" on the spiritual platform, gathering the "truth" that escaped, and stopping his Yuantian Divine Eye from functioning and closing naturally.

The chaotic divine liquid floating in the void merged into a strand and fused into boundless mysterious creation, repairing the Taoist wound that had penetrated deep into the bone marrow and extracting the ominousness and weirdness buried deep in the body of the Heavenly Venerable.

The feeling of relief suddenly emerged in all parts of the Fat Taoist Tianzun's body. When the Source of Heaven's Divine Eyes moved, all he saw was a corner of the ancient and disordered chaos. However, the fear in his heart did not diminish at all, and even became more profound.

Looking at the majestic middle-aged Taoist priest who came in front of him, he wanted to show a friendly smile, but his trembling round body had vaguely exposed the truth.

"Master, you came to my stone house. Do you want to build a heavenly palace with me?"

A gentle voice, like a clear spring, passed through the fat Taoist's broken heart and made him feel relaxed.

He looked at the majestic Taoist who finally showed a friendly smile, and subconsciously replied, "Master Dao. I came to Shifu just to build the Heavenly Palace with fellow Taoists. Heavenly Palace"

The fat Taoist paused, his expression immediately revealing boundless bitterness.

The Heavenly Palace is not something that can be established casually.

That would bring about horrific weirdness and ominousness. Wait, would this weirdness and ominousness be even more horrifying than the things that this Taoist priest has concealed?
The fat Taoist's face twitched and a trace of regret arose in his heart.

He should not have come to this stone palace. After confirming that he was on the ancient star of the prehistoric times, he should have immediately gone to find the ancient starry sky pass and the five-colored altar, crossed the universe, and stayed away from this ancient star of life.

A smile appeared on the majestic Taoist's face. Without the influence of his cultivation, the space of the entire stone mansion seemed to actively cater to his will, and strands of immortal matter rose up, condensing into tiny golden flowers.

With a deep smile in his eyes, he continued to ask the fat Taoist, "Those who are willing to help me establish the Heavenly Palace should also leave a widely circulated legend in the universe. May I ask your name, Taoist friend?"

The fat Taoist's face twitched again, and he already had an urge to go back in time and slap himself wildly.

Why did he suddenly agree to help this majestic Taoist build the Heavenly Palace at that time?

This is really terrible!

He opened his mouth silently, and cupped his hands with a resigned attitude.

Finally, the fat Taoist regained his composure and said, "Mingzun, may I ask your name, Taoist friend?"

As soon as he finished speaking, karma and fate intertwined in an instant, forming an invisible chain that bound the fate of Ming Zun tightly. It was as if someone had been waiting for him to say this sentence, so as to bind him with karma and fate, and quickly tie a knot to prevent a shameless fat man from jumping off the train midway.

Seeing the round Taoist who was about to cry but had no tears again, the middle-aged Taoist patted him gently on the shoulder, with the profound meaning in his eyes becoming more intense.

"I call myself the Emperor, and there will definitely be a place for you, Daoist Brother Mingzun, in the future Heaven."

Hearing the title he called himself, which also included the word "Emperor", the fat on Ming Zun's body began to tremble again. He almost couldn't help but run for his life and escape from this place.

Not only does one have to establish the Heavenly Palace, but one also has to give it such a name. Even the Immortal King with the imperial light on him will not be able to suppress it and will suffer disaster and bloodshed.

Of course, after establishing the Heavenly Court, with such a name, he also had the opportunity to respond to the great catastrophe like his brothers, quell all unrest and suppress all enemies. But the probability is...
Moreover, with a quick glance from the Source Heavenly God's Eyes, apart from the extremely terrifying path he saw, the cultivation of this Emperor in his previous life seemed not to be enough to allow him to ascend to immortality in the mortal world. In other words, this Emperor's cultivation seemed not even as good as that of an Immortal King, let alone comparable to those kings with the Emperor's Light.

Lord Ming looked a little devastated. At this moment, he already had an inexplicable premonition that there would be big problems in the Heavenly Court in the future.

Unless this emperor defeats the king and becomes an emperor in the future, and becomes a quasi-immortal emperor, and has supreme magical powers to support this title, he will bear the ominousness and weirdness brought by the name of heaven.

But this probability is extremely small, even so weak that it cannot be calculated.

Throughout the ages, how many Immortal Kings have successfully defeated the King and become Emperors?

Even if we count the Immortal Kings that exist in the Sea of ​​Realm, it might be difficult to find one in billions of years.

As far as Lord Ming knows, except for his brother who broke the king barrier and became an emperor in the most recent era, the emperors who left legends in the Sea of ​​Boundaries seem to be traced back to the Emperor's Fall Era, which is much older than the Ancient City of Immortals.

Can the current emperor succeed?
Lamentations came from the heart of Lord Ming, but there was nothing he could do. His current luck and fate were already bound to those of Heaven, and even tied into a dead knot that could not be loosened.

He looked at the majestic Taoist and asked, "Then, fellow Daoist Emperor, how do you plan to establish the Heavenly Court? I'm sure you've realized that I've already reincarnated and cultivated again. Currently, I only have the cultivation of the Sea of ​​​​War, and I can't help you conquer the world."

The Emperor looked calm, as if this was not a problem for him at all, and as if he had some kind of plan and arrangement in the early morning.

He put his hands behind his back and slowly walked towards the door of the stone mansion. "Everything in this world, in the final analysis, is based on combat power. When I am invincible in the starry sky and defeat all my enemies, the heavenly palace will naturally be built."

Ming Zun was suddenly speechless, somewhat shocked by his words.

But before Lord Ming could say anything, Lord Emperor had already opened the door to the stone mansion and continued, "Now that the Immortal King has withdrawn from the world, only the Heavenly Lords and True Immortals are left in the starry sky. This is the best time to establish the Heavenly Court. Those Heavenly Lords who have not walked the immortal path in the mortal world, and the True Immortals who have not comprehended the mysteries of the King Realm, are absolutely no match for me."

Lord Ming opened his mouth again. He wanted to remind the Emperor that what he said was a bit too arrogant and offensive.

Moreover, if it was the emperor's previous life, he might have the capital to say this, but for a mortal who has completely reincarnated and lost his cultivation, saying this will only become a joke spread across the starry sky.

However, the Emperor seemed to know what the Underworld Lord was thinking, and he slowly pointed his finger three inches above the navel. In an instant, the Immortal Source Liquid and Chaos Divine Liquid in the Stone Palace all rushed into the secret realm of the Wheel Sea, and the Immortal Gold Coffin also sat on the Fountain of Life.

The next moment, the Taoist Palace Secret Realm, the Four Poles Secret Realm, the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and the Immortal Platform Secret Realm were all rapidly opened up, emitting a terrifying Taoist light that lingered around his body, making it seem as if the majestic Taoist was about to ascend to become an immortal.

Before Lord Ming could show any surprise, the four secret realms of Emperor Ming all fell into the sea of ​​suffering of the secret realm of reincarnation. Using the boundless sea of ​​suffering as the foundation, they completely made the dragon of the spine soar and constructed a complete microcosm of the human body.

"Wow."

The terrifying vision of the sea of ​​suffering appeared three feet around the Emperor, rippling with an endless rhythm of sinking, as if it was formed by the boundless suffering of countless living beings.

This sea of ​​suffering seems to represent the suffering of heaven and earth and the resentment of all living beings, but beneath the three-foot-high ocean, there is an eerie and ominous darkness. As long as you pay close attention, you can sense a despair that almost makes your mind collapse.

At this moment, Lord Ming's pupils shrank wildly. He once again saw a difficult to explain and almost incomprehensible truth in this vision of the sea of ​​suffering.

No, this is not the extremely ominous and terrifying road. This is merely a projection of it, a projection that can be understood by the universe and all things, with a slightly erroneous implication.

The Emperor smiled deeply, and said to the fat Taoist in front of the door, "As the number one underworld master in the world, I think you should also want to see the fighting power of the current Heavenly Master and True Immortal, and witness a great world battle with your own eyes."

"Then let us wait and see, and officially launch a great event that will shake the universe and shock the stars!"

Ming Zun's expression changed instantly, and he began to shake his head frantically, even his hands were shaking rapidly, and his whole body was filled with resistance.

He didn't want to witness the great world with his own eyes, and he didn't want to know the fighting power of the contemporary Heavenly Lords and True Immortals. Now the only thing he wanted to do was to leave this seemingly crazy Emperor and escape from his clutches.

Unfortunately, the Emperor completely ignored the intense resistance of the Dark Lord. The majestic Taoist, with a three-foot-long projection of the sea of ​​suffering floating around him, stepped lightly and erected a magnificent golden bridge that connected the universe and pointed directly to the immortal battlefield where many terrifying king formations had been rearranged at some point.

The Emperor stretched out his hand and easily lifted up the collar of the Underworld Lord. With a sharp pig-killing scream, he crossed the starry sky and landed in the center of the battlefield. He released his majestic aura, sweeping across the entire universe and suppressing countless living beings.

"I am the Emperor, I will establish the Heavenly Court and rule this world."

"Those who don't accept, come and fight!"

The magnificent rhyme of Tao vibrated from the body of the Emperor, extending to the cause and effect of fate, directly touching the secrets of heaven, spreading his words to the ears of every living being in the universe, echoing in every forbidden area, and shocking all living beings who had achieved Taoism or above.

At this moment, the cause and effect destiny of the entire universe became active, as if some boundless cosmic trend was revealed, making the future of all living beings a little confused, and creating a great connection with "Heaven" and "Emperor".

If the Heavenly Lords and True Immortals in the universe do not respond within the designated time, then when the cosmic trend completely arrives, they will automatically become subordinates of "Heaven".

This is a kind of forced binding of fate and cause and effect, filled with boundless tyranny and boundless majesty. As long as one is not comparable to the universe, as long as one does not have the power of a king, one cannot resist and cannot refuse.

The only way to break this horrible bond of fate and cause and effect is to defeat the emperor who has set off such an immense trend and kill him completely.

"boom!"

The entire universe was shaking. Every Heavenly Lord and every True Immortal stood up at the edge of the universe. Their faces were cold and their eyes showed murderous intent. They waved their hands and summoned immortal soldiers, building golden bridges across the universe and rushing towards the Emperor who was at the center of the immortal battlefield.

Looking around at the scene where the whole world is full of enemies, the Emperor let go of the pale-faced Lord of Hell, clenched his fists with both hands, looked at him with fighting intent, and laughed out loud.

"Come and fight!"

(End of this chapter)