The disaster of the world begins with Dongfang Bubai

Chapter 278 Across the Heavens, a God-Man Arrives with a Bell

In the misty and chaotic land, stands a vast and boundless dojo.

In the center of the temple, there was a large stele. Outside the palaces was a spacious square formed by a divine picture.

At the top of the main hall of the palace, there is a magic sword hanging, and a young Taoist in a yellow robe is sitting cross-legged below the magic sword.

"The reincarnation of the Eastern Emperor is such a great title. No wonder I was the only one in the universe who could be promoted to the Taiyi realm when I wanted to do so. I'm afraid it's also because of my status that I was able to reach the Eternal Daluo realm smoothly. It's just because I'm getting back my past achievements."

"Dao Jie Zhong, at the beginning, had the power to travel through the heavens, the power to evolve the mysteries of the heavens in the world of the heavens, and the power to refine the earth, wind, water, and fire that gradually awakened. Now, it has the power to suppress the Hongmeng world."

Xi Mingzhang murmured to himself:
"It imprisons time and suppresses space. It can rebound any attack from treasures or magic weapons and ignore any damage from magic spells. It has both attack and defense capabilities. It is invincible when it is placed on top of you. The so-called Dao Jie Bell is really the Chaos Bell."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge chaotic dark yellow bell appeared.

It was no longer as dead silent as before, but hovered around Xi Mingzhang with great spirituality.

"How can I reach the next level after reaching my current state?"

The Chaos Clock no longer displayed the panel that had seemed a bit fancy before. The clock trembled slightly, and a divine sound was emitted.

[Sweep your own Dao to all the heavens and myriad worlds, with merits, disasters, and other things, both tangible and intangible, to create a Dao fruit that is nurtured by all the infinite worlds, and then integrate the Dao fruit into your body, reverse the chaos, and you can bring out the Chaos of Hunyuan Dao.]

"So, I should split into thousands and go to the heavens and myriad worlds."

Xi Mingzhang suddenly smiled and said:
"This is called the endless heavens. A god came with a bell, and in the name of great love, he carried out an act of destruction."

A melodious bell sounded, and a fifteen-colored light flashed across.

But what he saw was a vast world with hundreds of races standing side by side. There was an ancient war clan whose strength was comparable to that of gods, there was a powerful barbarian clan with ancient immortal beast souls sealed in their bodies, there was a beautiful clan with peerless grace, there were real gods, and even ascended beings who owned many small worlds.

On this day, a monk wearing a white robe and with waist-length hair ascended here and called himself the Demon Buddha.

The supreme demon among the monsters is called the Great Sage. In the world of Kyushu, a black crow broke out of its shell. Its eyes were deep and deep, and it looked far into the distance, as if it saw the ultimate place called Above the Nine Heavens.

In another vast and boundless sky, it was the end of the Human Emperor among the Three Emperors. The current Five Emperors were not yet determined, and humans were not the most intelligent beings in the world. It was a wild and barbaric era. There were demon gods, evil gods, and gods in heaven, and all kinds of gods were standing side by side. Demons, evil demons, and demons in heaven were dancing wildly. All races coexisted and grew wildly. A handsome human boy in his teens had just joined Jianmen, and a ray of fifteen-colored strange light appeared in the depths of his eyes.

There is also a world of cultivation where martial arts is respected, which brings together four Buddhist temples, three Taoist sects, six sword-wielding factions, six divisions of the world, nine evil paths, as well as various aristocratic families and dynasties.

On this day, Shaolin Temple, one of the four Buddhist temples, accepted many young monks. One child, who was in his early teens, looked particularly handsome and attracted many glances from people around him. However, they were unaware that a flash of light in the depths of his eyes was fleeting.

Chaos has never kept track of years. In the ancient times, humans lived together with demons, giant monsters, big demons, and real dragons, and had been the blood food of demons, giant monsters and other powerful races for generations. Later, Pan Huang saw the suffering of humans, and he rose up in one day, killed countless demons, gods, and real dragons, and saved humans from the water and fire. Later, he established the rules of humanity, and then his various philosophers stripped the emperor of his title and established moral articles.

Dynasties change from ancient times to modern times, and the tripod is changed every 350 years. After several dynasties and generations, the world has been divided and united for a long time, and divided again after a long unity. This is the prosperous era when Daqian governs the world. In the deep valley of Tushan, Yujing City, where the pure fox clan lives, a little fox reveals a deep look in his eyes that does not match his status.

In the world of heavens, in the world of Journey to the West, there is a young man named Bian Zhuang, after becoming the Marshal of Tianpeng in the Heavenly Court, a faint smile appears on his face, as if he has great expectations for the future.

In the world of Fengshen, after Nezha cut off his bones to return to his father and cut off his flesh to return to his mother, and then committed suicide with a sword, a ray of fifteen-color light rippled from the depths of his illusory soul. In the blink of an eye, all living beings in the heavens and the myriad worlds carried fifteen-color light, looking down on the world with cold eyes.

The land of chaos, Huangtian Dojo.

Xi Mingzhang looked relaxed and said calmly:

"People have life and death, and heaven has reincarnation. I will start the final catastrophe and bury the heavens."

Journey to the West.

Heavenly Palace, Tianshui Tianpeng Marshal’s Mansion.

An handsome young man with red hair, scarlet clothes and red armor sat on the main seat in the hall. He was one of the four guardian gods of the Jade Emperor, the leader of the Four Saints of the North Pole, the ancestor of the Nine Heavens, the chief of the Five Directions, the General of the North Pole Zuoyuan, the Commander-in-Chief, and the Grand Marshal Tianpeng Zhenjun.

Suddenly, a leisurely bell sounded in his heart, and he felt as if the world before his eyes had changed and he came to a huge monument.

Then, several figures appeared, including a monk in white robes and with long hair, a burly young man covered in animal skins, a spiritual boy with a fair face and red lips, a little monk in a gray robe, as well as white foxes and black crows.

"My ego really has a bad taste. It throws countless other selves into the heavens and uses the Yinming Monument as a tool for us to communicate on a daily basis. I am really speechless for his self-entertainment." Black Crow spoke helplessly.

The white fox smiled and said:
"If you ask me, since you have already treated the Yinming Tablet as a chat group for all the heavens, what's the fun of playing with just yourself? It would be better to invite some other people, then it would be more fun."

"Hey, that's exactly what I think. I can occasionally serve as a strong supporter to some people." Bian Zhuang said with interest.

"Hahaha, this is a great idea. I totally agree. It's also fun to pretend to be a newbie." The burly young man in animal skin laughed.

"I fully agree. Even though we are all his/her own bodies and our thoughts are not synchronized, we are still one person. Chatting and amusing ourselves is not as fun as entertaining others. That's why even though our bodies are scattered throughout the worlds, only a few of us come here." The spirit boy with a pink face and red lips looked excited.

"Seeing that you all have this attitude, I have to say that, as expected of me, your thoughts are surprisingly consistent." The little monk in gray robe chuckled:
"Since we all have the same idea, it seems that the Yin and Ming space will really become lively in the near future."

After saying that, he disappeared from the spot, and the rest of the people also dissipated like bubbles.

A handsome and silly boy who looks like a scholar, a cold-looking boy of sixteen or seventeen, a boy of eleven or twelve wearing a green vest and a vigilant face, with a look of excitement on his face, but forcing himself to suppress it, constantly looking at the young people around him.

"Oh, there's a new person." Bian Zhuang suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Why are all the people here just mortals without any great powers?" A burly young man popped up.

"What? Are we, who only know some martial arts, bothering you?" After the little monk in gray robe appeared, he glanced at the burly young man.

The handsome scholar bowed to Bian Zhuang, who was the oldest and had the most extraordinary aura, and said:
"My surname is Xu and my name is Xian. Xu means "Xu Pei" and Xian means "immortal". I am from Suzhou. My parents died when I was young, so I went to live with my sister and brother-in-law. Now I have been recommended by my brother-in-law to be an apprentice at Baozhi Hall in Qiantang County. May I ask where this place is?"

(End of this chapter)