I am submissive in Journey to the West, I strike hard at the gods

In Kunlun Mountain, Master Xuandu was playing chess with Guangchengzi when he suddenly felt an unprecedented force of enlightenment surging towards him, even mixed with merits as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges. The huge impact made his arms, which were suspended in the air, tremble slightly, and the chess piece in his hand fell onto the board, instantly blocking the big dragon that was struggling to survive.

"No regrets on your move! No regrets on your move!"

Guangchengzi laughed loudly, and before Master Xuandu could react, he quickly added a white piece, eating up more than 30 black pieces that were making trouble in his territory.

Master Xuandu ignored him, slowly closed his eyes, and secretly practiced his profound skills to merge the great power of the Heavenly Dao that fell from the air with his own Dao fruit. A cloud of auspiciousness naturally appeared above his head, like water dripping from the eaves, trickling continuously.

The pride on Guangchengzi's face froze for a moment, and there was only one thought in his mind: What kind of shit luck did Xuandu have, to be able to sit on Kunlun Mountain and receive great merit from heaven, especially this merit exuding a strange aura, he knew without asking that it came from outside the domain, and he couldn't help but ask.

"What earth-shattering thing did my nephew do to deserve such a huge benefit for you?"

A strange look appeared on the corner of Master Xuandu's mouth, and he uttered two words lightly: "Repair the sky."

Guangchengzi, who was picking up the pieces, was startled. More than ten black pieces fell on the chessboard, completely disrupting the game that was already a big win. However, his mind was no longer here and he continued to ask questions.

"Repairing the sky? I'm afraid that even if you and I, the second-generation disciples of our sect, work together, we will not be able to take on this task. Although Junior Brother Jiang has made rapid progress and has advanced from a Heavenly Immortal to a Golden Immortal in just over ten years, he does not have the power to repair the sky. How is this possible?"

Master Xuandu considered his words and said slowly, "If it is in a large world where the Heavenly Dao is flourishing, of course it is impossible, but for a newborn small world that is still in the first stage of the Dwelling, Forming and Destroying Air, with the power of the Red County Cauldron, we can use all our strength to make up the numbers. Moreover, our two sects have one more disciple who is a registered disciple from outside the sect. He is both a Human Emperor and a Golden Immortal. This is the key."

Guang Chengzi shuddered and stood up suddenly, "How is it possible?"

Compared with the work of mending the sky, the laws of the universe have undergone fundamental changes, which completely broke Guangchengzi's deep-rooted cognition and made him horrified.

Just as he was surprised, he suddenly heard the voice of Yuanshi Tianzun, "The number of Dayan is fifty, and the number of Tianyan is forty-nine, leaving a ray of hope for others to compete with. This is a competition of great ways. In our world, the number of Tianyan is enough, and there is nothing that can be changed. In the unchanging place, there is change again, and many worlds outside the heavens have been derived. Naturally, there is no need to follow the number of the prehistoric heaven. Your master will play a game of chess with you two, and you will naturally understand."

As soon as the words fell, the chessboard in front of the two suddenly changed, turning into forty-nine layers, some large and some small. Guang Chengzi was Yuanshi's eldest disciple, with the most profound merits. He immediately caught the hidden meaning of his master's words and bowed, "Thank you for your guidance, Master. I understand. Master, you don't need to make a move. I have lost before the battle. Only by admitting defeat first can I have a chance of survival."

Great Master Xuandu also stood up and bowed in the direction of Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain. He picked up the largest chessboard on the third floor and slammed it to the ground with a bang. The chessboard shattered into pieces. Xuandu pointed his finger and the chessboard became smaller. The remaining broken parts turned into chess pieces and fell on the chessboard, replying loudly.

"Uncle Master, I will take the lead this time."

Yuanshi Tianzun's voice resounded throughout Kunlun, "Disciple, your junior brother's chess character is not good. Take my handwriting and go to his master to file a complaint. Compensate me for the chessboard."

Guang Chengzi did not move, but refused confidently, "Master, I dare not offend you, but I am good at bullying the younger generation. I will go to ask Jiang to double the compensation."

The two looked at each other and laughed out loud.

In the Warhammer world, the Warp was disturbed by the absence of the four vendors, and all the negative emotions projected on them were intercepted by the Human Emperor Banner. The entire space showed a rare calmness in tens of thousands of years. The huge crack that tore the entire galaxy apart was about to be completed with the repair of the endless power of faith.

The Chixian Ding, which carries the Emperor's body and power of faith, has become the most dazzling red sun in the starry sky. The Hunyuan true energy emanating from it is transforming into the original stardust and dark matter of this universe, forming a barrier on the material level, blocking the rampant subspace.

For billions of people on billions of planets, this was like witnessing the Emperor's manifestation in the void with their own eyes. They fell into endless fanaticism and devotion. Even the mechanical planets of the Mechanicus organized large-scale prayers. As for those worlds that were still in the Middle Ages, they simply prayed all day long and worshiped the Emperor.

The endless power of faith has become the only driving force to repair the subspace cracks.

Jiang Wang saw such a strong and vast power of faith, a small part of which was also projected onto him. If he had not foreseen the need to set up the Star-Shifting Array on Emperor Jin's body and projected all of this power into the Chixian Cauldron, he would probably have condensed into a golden body at the Golden Immortal realm by now.

A blessing in disguise. He gave up his faith, but gained the endless power of merit transformed from his faith. No matter how you look at it, it was a very cost-effective deal.

Unfortunately, for monks, merits are rare and in short supply, especially for great merits like mending the sky, which are hard to come by. Even in the ancient world, there are only a few people who can become saints through merits.

For Old Man Huang, he already has the qualifications to become a saint. If it were not for the incompleteness of the Warhammer world and the lack of the innate conditions for the birth of a saint, he would have become the world's first saint the moment he succeeded in mending the sky.

Although Jiang Wang sighed, he was not idle. While presiding over the Chixian Baoding, he secretly checked the condition of the Chaos Bell.

You don't know until you check. Once you check, you will be shocked. In addition to the familiar aura in the Chaos Bell, there is also a trace of Chaos Aura coming from the four vendors in this world.

In the ancient world, this chaotic aura from outside the world is a blatant heresy to the way of heaven, and it is the brightest star in the night sky.

From the moment he entered the prehistoric world with the Soul-Destroying Bell that imprisoned the three peddlers, he was targeted by the Heavenly Dao. However, he was the patriarch of the human race and was favored by several saints. He also had many treasures to protect him, so he was able to minimize the Supreme Induction born from the Heavenly Dao, and there was no thunderbolt from the sky to smash him to pieces.

But listening to Bodhi's teachings, the moment he was promoted to the Golden Immortal, he naturally attracted the devil, causing him to lose his mind, fall into love, mistake the false for the true, and have an extra son, the Dragon Emperor. All these experiences happened in the Sanxing Cave, and he did not move at all. Everything he experienced in the mortal world was just a dream.

Looking back carefully now, the Chaos Bell is the root of everything. The Sun Guardian from Guixu bestowed him this treasure of the demon clan and made him the guardian of the demon clan. From that moment on, his fate was linked to that of the demon clan, making him the common guardian of the human and demon clans. The confrontation between humans and demons became a matter of course.

Whether it is the ancient phoenix or dragon clan, or the ancient demon clan and witch clan, in today's world, they are all collectively called demons by humans, and they are all aliens. The Ancestral Dragon surrendered to the human race and became the Human Emperor. Naturally, this cause and effect fell on his head, and he could not avoid it no matter how hard he tried, unless he rejected the temptation of the Chaos Bell beforehand.

The demon race wants to borrow the luck of the human race to revive and secretly control the world. The human race wants to borrow the power of the demon race to further strengthen themselves and be the only one. This is the world consciousness of the two races, and it can be regarded as a part of the evolution of the way of heaven. Either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind. He, the patriarch of the human race and the guardian of the demon race, is the battlefield for the confrontation of the world's will.

It was because he was careless and didn't think about this that he almost made a terrible mistake.

"Enjoy the benefits, don't be afraid of getting beaten! None of these innate treasures are easy to use. In the final analysis, I am too weak. Using the Xuanxian and Zhenxian cultivation to drive the Chaos Bell and the Zhuxian Sword is like a child holding a sledgehammer. I may be smashed to pieces at any time! Grandmaster, why didn't you remind me?"

Jiang Wang finally criticized Laojun in his heart. He knew it clearly in his heart. Laojun deliberately didn't say it. He would probably ignore the teacher's teachings and go through hardships himself, then wake up and be alert at all times. Moreover, this matter was just the work of the inner demon, Laojun could stop it at any time, so he just let it go.

This is what it means: the master leads you to the door, but the practice depends on yourself.

As he was muttering, he suddenly saw a golden light in front of him, and countless golden and purple air emanated from the emperor, lingering all over his body. His figure seemed to cover the entire galaxy, but there seemed to be no change at all. There was also a strong aura that flowed from his body into his body.

Human Emperor?

Jiang Wang's eyes narrowed, and he realized that he was extremely wrong. The emperor in front of him was still a golden immortal, and the aura of the Human Emperor came from the incarnation of faith on the golden throne.

The huge crack that ran across the Milky Way before our eyes had long disappeared.

How can this be?

The emperor is, after all, a disciple of the great magician Xuandu, and has a close connection with the prehistoric world. How could it be possible for him to violate the rules of the higher-level world and become the emperor while retaining his status as a golden immortal?

Isn't this a matter of heaven and man shouldering the same responsibility? Becoming the true ruler of the three realms, even if this world is incomplete and can be considered a nascent universe, it is impossible to rewrite the destiny of the Great Evolution?

"Thanks to Brother Daoist Jiang for your help, I was able to repair the great rift in the subspace and break through the shackles that I have not crossed for ten thousand years, becoming a true god in this world."

Old Man Huang stood up and thanked Jiang Wang, bowing to the ground in accordance with the etiquette of the ancient world.

Jiang Wang couldn't help but slap his head and explained the situation to him.

"You haven't become a god yet. Well, this is probably the difference in our perceptions. The so-called god you mentioned is called the Human Emperor in the Great World of Primordial Desolation. He gathers the luck of mankind, rules all human worlds, and shares weal and woe with the human race. For you, what makes you the Human Emperor is the golden body of faith. You are still a golden immortal. There are slight differences between you, but there is a world of difference between you."

The Emperor understood the unspoken part of his words in an instant.

"That is to say, if the human race perishes, my golden body will perish with it, but for me, it will still be irrelevant. Is that what you mean?"

Jiang Wang nodded and pointed to the void ahead. "But your projection in the subspace has not changed much. Don't you think this is very interesting?"

The Emperor was also a wise man, and he immediately thought of a possibility, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, do you think that my projection in the subspace will become a god like the four vendors?"

Jiang Wang shrugged his shoulders. "Don't ask me. I don't know either. Even if Daozu himself comes, he can't explain your situation clearly. But I think that since your clone is named Ziwei, he will become the Emperor of Heaven sooner or later. The subspace will also evolve into the Heavenly Palace because of this. But the subspace is also the place where the six paths of reincarnation are located. If you want to evolve a big world, the Heavenly Palace, the Underworld and the Human World are all indispensable."

Old Man Huang immediately made a suggestion, "Then use your magic sword to cut the subspace and naturally separate the heaven and the underworld."

Jiang Wang smiled bitterly, "The Immortal Execution Sword is certainly an innate treasure, but to divide the world, only the Tai Chi diagram in my master's hand can do it. It seems that you and our Human Sect are really destined to be together. However, this matter requires you to go to our world and propose it to my master and the Jade Emperor, the Great Heavenly Lord who governs the Three Realms."

Old Man Huang felt a little paralyzed when he heard this. Although he was invincible in his own territory, he was just like an ant in Brother Jiang Daoist's Great Wilderness World.

If you want to formally establish diplomatic relations, you have to put your own human world in order before you can speak. Otherwise, it will be a mess, and you won't be happy with it, so how can you have the face to meet guests?

"Since Fellow Daoist Jiang has a solution, I feel relieved. We have just repaired the large rift in the alien space. The worlds need to re-establish routes and restore contact. The people need to recuperate. We don't need to be busy for a while. However, I would like to borrow Fellow Daoist's treasure tripod to revive one of the original bodies."

As soon as Jiang Wang heard this, he took away the Chixian Ding first, and then he calmly proposed a solution.

"The one you want to resurrect is Archangel Sanguinius? You want to use the power of Master's Tripod to bring him back to life, but that's useless. If Master knew, he would immediately expel you, a registered disciple, from the sect. How could Master's treasure of enlightenment be tainted with the aura of death? I do have a connection with him, so there are two ways. I don't know which one you're going to choose."

The emperor looked at Jiang Wang and said seriously, "Why do I seem to associate you with the Taoist friend Shen Gongbao? Anyone who says "Daoyou please stay" is not a good thing. Well, even if I know it's a big pit, I will jump in without hesitation."

Jiang Wang immediately praised himself, "I will never cheat anyone. The first method is very simple. You can use the materials in the Warhammer world to exchange for a sixth-level golden elixir, and feed it to your Primarch. It will immediately come back to life and become more powerful than before. The second method is for you to choose a few Primarchs who died in the battle, and let their souls merge with your Big Dipper to become new star gods."

Old Man Huang opened his mouth wide and slapped his head heavily, "Why can't I think of this method, Brother Jiang, thank you for your advice, I owe you the materials for seven sixth-level golden pills, I will go to the subspace to handle this matter immediately."

At this time, Jiang Wang no longer cared about the war hammer supplies that had already filled his storage ring, and he sent a message remotely to gain greater benefits.

"You are also short of supplies, so I don't want them. You can thank me with 70,000 points from the Crystal World. Your Primarch is idle anyway, so why not go to the Crystal World to earn points?"

Old Man Huang looked at him strangely and finished his words first.

"Don't ask. The answer is that the Crystal World and I are destined to be together. You are alone and it is difficult for you to take care of everything, so you asked me to help, right?"

Jiang Wang glared at him and said, "Who told you that I am alone? Any two of my four most talented disciples would be much more powerful than your original body."

Old man Huang made a fatal attack, "Your four most senior disciples? Xiao Heizi said in the group that you had long forgotten your second disciple's last name and just let him go. The big sister of Wandering Earth was the master's teacher, but you never taught your third disciple any Taoist skills. Anyway, you accepted him as you wish. You have to rely on me to teach your third disciple."

"Huh!" (End of this chapter)