The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 307: Joining the chess game and killing the Heavenly Dao (God's Tomb Volume)
Cemetery of Gods and Demons, the resting place of gods and demons.

Located in the central area of ​​Tianyuan Continent, the cemetery is covered with green grass, tombstones and tall snow maple trees all around.

It is said that the snow maple tree was transformed from the spiritual energy of deceased gods and demons, and is unique to the cemetery of gods and demons. When the breeze blows, the treetops sway, and snowflake-like petals fall, like snow falling from the sky, with a fragrant scent.

During the day, the air is filled with fairy air and holy light shines on every inch of the cemetery.

There are various gods transformed from the immortal thoughts of ancient gods and demons. You can see Western angels dancing and hear Eastern fairies singing. The whole cemetery is filled with a sacred atmosphere.

Whenever the sun sets and night falls.

Dark demonic energy began to surge out of the cemetery, making the stars and the moon pale in comparison and making the world look bleak.

The legendary phantoms of evil gods and demons are wreaking havoc in the cemetery. You can hear the long and shrill howls of ancient evil spirits, and the eerie atmosphere makes your scalp tingle.

God and devil, day and night, divinity and devilishness, the two are like natural enemies, but they can be buried in the same cemetery. The depth of the secret is worth pondering.

At sunset, the evening glow falls.

People who came to worship gradually left, the cemetery returned to peace, and a strange atmosphere gradually rose.

When everything was quiet, Wang Yi walked slowly along the forest path.

He was dressed in a green Taoist robe and walked lightly. His star-shaped shoes stepped on the flower petals on the ground without leaving any trace, and he stepped on the snow without leaving any footprint, showing his extremely high level of martial arts skills.

Wang Yi came to the inconspicuous little mound beside the tombstones and stood still. He lowered his head and stared at the young man sleeping underground, muttering: "After traveling through the primordial universe and condensing the mysteries of heaven and earth, even if he escaped the six reincarnations, he could not escape the turmoil of heaven and earth..."

"Ahem...it's getting late, young man, please leave quickly." A deep and hoarse voice came from afar.

An old man walked slowly along the forest path.

He was skinny and hunched over, and he was leaning on a cane. His movements were trembling, and he looked like he could be blown away by the wind.

Wang Yi turned around, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he took a few steps to the old man's side and supported him: "Old man, be careful, it's getting dark, and the vision is not good. Be careful not to fall."

The sweeping monk of the Tomb of Gods, the tomb keeper, also known as the Old Man of the East China Sea, is known as the Immortal Old Man. His strength is vaguely defined as the peak of the Heavenly Rank, but he actually has a heaven-defying combat power, and his main body is a Life and Death Disk.

Perversion lasts forever, the old ruffian, the old silver coin, becomes more and more perverted as he grows older.

The old immortal's body stiffened, and a faint light flashed in his turbid eyes.

He stared at Wang Yi for a long time, a faint smile appeared on his weathered face, and he sighed and said, "Alas, I haven't seen such a polite young man like you in many years. It's rare."

Wang Yi smiled gently: "What's your name, old man? I am Wang Yi. I have heard many legends about the Cemetery of Gods and Demons, so I came here to pay my respects."

The old immortal lowered his head and glanced at the small mound, then said with a smile, "I'm old now, and after a while I can no longer remember my own name. But everyone else calls me Old Immortal, so over time I became known as Old Immortal."

"Old immortal..." Wang Yi pretended to be surprised and shook his head, "It's not elegant and disrespectful to the old man."

The old immortal shook his head and laughed: "Heaven is unfair, old people are immortal, how many people dream of it but can't get it, what's so unbecoming about it? On the contrary, I think it's very elegant and I'm proud of it."

Wang Yi showed a puzzled expression, and asked in confusion: "Heaven is unfair? What do you mean, old man? Heaven is supreme and fair, how can there be injustice?"

The old immortal narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "The way of heaven should be fair and selfless, controlling the operation and development of all things in the world. However, the way of heaven has lost its way and no longer upholds the impartiality. As a result, the world has fallen into chaos and turmoil. A group of people who are unwilling to accept their fate have begun to resist the unfair fate..."

Wang Yi raised his lips slightly, stopped supporting the other party, put his hands behind his back, and smiled faintly: "Heaven is cruel, so I will bury you today. It's reasonable! Senior, are you not pretending anymore?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." The old man coughed for a while and said with a smile: "Why are you pretending? Where did you get the idea from, young man?"

Wang Yi looked at the small mound in the distance and said with a faint smile: "He is about to wake up... The gears of fate are about to turn."

"If you know too much, you'll easily get beaten to death!" The old immortal put away the smile on his face, and his eyes became cold and icy.

He straightened his back slowly, and a vague and terrifying aura filled the void. A black and white roulette wheel appeared, blocking the void in all directions.

"Given the current situation in the world, who can kill me, senior?" Wang Yi asked with a smile, his head tilted, his expression calm.

Heaven has lost its way, so why should we obey it?

Thousands of calamities, hundreds of difficulties, eternity passes in the blink of an eye. When the time comes to reverse the yin and yang, I will dye the sky blue with my devil's blood!
The world of God's Tomb is a big chess game where all living beings destroy the way of heaven.

Using the heaven and earth as the chessboard and all living beings as the chess pieces, the powerful one controls the chess pieces and places them. With gods and demons as generals and the thoughts of all living beings as soldiers, he attacks the Nine Heavens and destroys the way of heaven.

Countless great masters have planned over the long course of time, and too many things have already become a foregone conclusion. If one rashly intervenes, there is no way one can do it quietly or without causing any trouble.

The purpose of this trip is very simple, to get in touch with the Demon Lord and others through the Immortal, so as to join this chess game and become the player.

This trip has to be made, otherwise he will become a thorn in the eyes of both the Demon Lord and the Heavenly Dao, and it will be easy to fail when being attacked from all sides.

The old immortal was slightly startled, then burst into laughter, his laughter full of heroism and unruliness: "Hahaha... interesting, really very interesting. A mere sixth-order Zhenwu realm kid, but he is so arrogant."

After laughing, his face turned cold and he said indifferently: "To kill you, just one look is enough! Who is the person behind you? Tell him to come out and fight with me! I haven't taken action for a long time, and my body is almost rusty."

If he had not sensed the elusive terrifying aura from the other party, he would have taken action to kill him immediately. Why would he be so hesitant?

Wang Yi smiled, raised his right hand and spread out his palm.

A ray of Tai Chi Heavenly Stele's Qi appeared, and the Tao was restrained, tightly tucked between the five fingers. As the Five Tai rotated, a new world was opened up.

The old immortal's pupils shrank, and his expression instantly became solemn: "God-defying level?! No! The essence is far beyond the God-defying level! How is it possible?!"

His original form is the Disk of Life and Death, and he can sense the supreme nature of this energy. It is an existence far beyond the heaven-defying level, and he even has a kind of great terror that is facing the way of heaven.

Wang Yi smiled calmly and put away the energy of the Taiji Heavenly Stele: "Senior, are you willing to have a good talk with me now?"

Since he dared to come alone, he must have made all the necessary preparations. If he had no support, coming here rashly would be tantamount to seeking death.

Talking about cooperation with a group of people who are rebellious... If you don't have some strength, you will definitely be killed at will, and the other party will not allow any variables to occur.

The old man was silent for a long time, then slowly asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

The opponent has already revealed a strength that is worthy of attention. If you don't want any major changes in the chess game, you can only pretend to be a snake first, and then find an opportunity to eliminate the hidden danger later.

Wang Yi looked at the small mound not far away with a deep gaze, and said calmly: "I want to join the game and become the chess player."

Whether it was Dugu Baitian or the Demon Lord, they were both extremely powerful figures, and it was impossible for anyone to interfere in the chess game of destroying the Heavenly Dao at will. But the Heavenly Dao was his goal on this trip, and if he wanted to plan the Heavenly Dao of this world, he had to rely on the power of these people, otherwise it would be very difficult to achieve his plan.

Going with the flow is much less laborious than going against it.

The old immortal snorted coldly: "You are not afraid of the strong wind blowing your tongue away. This chess game is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be doomed. It also concerns the future of all living beings. You can't just join it if you want to."

Wang Yi said seriously: "The heaven has lost its way, and all living beings are ants. I am in the game and don't want to go with the flow, so I am willing to join the game and punish the heaven together."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Wang Yi, and said in a low voice: "What ability do you have to dare to say that you can become the chess player? If you only rely on the strong people behind you, you don't have the qualifications. Just be a good chess piece and wait for the final battle."

Wang Yi stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Senior, you will know what qualifications I have in the future. It is not important whether you agree or not. What is important is the attitude of those chess players."

The old immortal was silent for a long time, waved his hand and said: "Since you have achieved your goal, leave as soon as possible. You'd better not interfere in Chen Nan's affairs. If you piss that guy off, he won't care who is standing behind you." After that, he turned around and left trembling.

If he wasn't unsure and worried that his actions would attract the attention of Heaven, he wouldn't be so easy to talk to.

Wang Yi smiled and walked to the small mound.

He casually pointed his finger and sent a wisp of the Tai Chi Heavenly Stele's energy into Chen Nan's body, then turned around and left calmly.

The breeze blows and the petals flutter.

The figure of the old immortal appeared again. He looked at the end of the sky with a serious expression. The figure that was getting farther and farther away fell into silence for a long time.

"A troublesome guy..." The old immortal whispered, lowered his head and stared at Chen Nan in the small mound. After confirming again and again that there were no hidden dangers, he turned into smoke and disappeared.

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The breeze is blowing gently and the cold is getting deeper.

The small slope of earth slowly cracked, and the soil on the top of the grave began to roll down.

Suddenly, a pale hand stretched out from the grave, followed by another one. The two hands pushed hard, and the young man with a confused face stuck his head out, then slowly climbed out of the pit.

The young man's disheveled hair was covered in dirt, his torn clothes were stuck to his body, his face was extremely pale, and his appearance was extremely ordinary and unremarkable.

"What is this place? How did I get here?" the young man muttered to himself, looking at the graves in front of him, his expression becoming more confused.

Suddenly, he was deeply attracted by the inscription on a tomb nearby. The moment he finished reading the inscription, his expression changed drastically and he exclaimed, "The Tomb of the Eastern Martial God Zhan Wuji, this... is this true?"

Is this really the legendary Zhan Wuji who once roamed the three realms and six paths and was a powerful figure?

Could it be that... even God cannot escape death?
Another tall tomb of a god next to it shocked him again.

"The tomb of Caesar, the god of war in the West. Caesar? Could it be the main god in the West who wears golden armor and holds a golden holy sword?"

He seemed to have thought of something and turned to look around. The tall tombs of gods and demons standing in the sunset were particularly eye-catching.

"The tomb of the Eastern immortal cultivator Peony Fairy, the tomb of the Western Goddess of Wisdom Nas, the tomb of the Eastern Martial Immortal Li Changfeng, the tomb of the Eastern demon cultivator Ao Cang, the tomb of the Western Demon King Lucifer..."

"Oh my God! What's happened to this world? Could it be that... all the gods of the past have died and are... buried here?" The young man's face turned pale and looked incredulous.

"But how come the gods of the Eastern Fairyland and the Western Magical Continent were buried together?"

The young man muttered to himself in a daze, then looked down at the small grave at his feet as if he had realized something. He stood there in a daze, and cold sweat quickly soaked through his torn clothes, making his whole body feel cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"I... I crawled out of the grave..."

His eyes were dull and he was in a daze, as if his soul had been pulled out of his body, and he fell limply to the ground.

"I am Chen Nan, I'm dead, but... I'm resurrected..." Chen Nan's eyes were empty, and it took a long time for him to regain some life. Finally, he exclaimed in shock: "Oh my God! What happened? Since I'm dead, why did you let me crawl out of the grave?"

"Did God make me, a useless person, continue to live a mediocre life?"

In addition to confusion, there was more pain on Chen Nan's face. He closed his eyes and hugged his head tightly with both hands.

It took him a long time to slowly get up from the ground. His eyes began to wander around the cemetery. After the shock, he gradually calmed down.

"What happened ten thousand years ago? Why did the gods and demons who were said to be immortal die? Why were the gods and demons from the Fairyland and Magical Continent buried together? Why am I buried here?"

The breeze blew gently, ruffling Chen Nan's dirty long hair and his lonely heart.

Chen Nan shouted to the sky, venting his anxiety: "Who can tell me what happened?"

In the distance, snowy maple trees dropped petals all over the sky, fluttering in the air. The falling petals were like rain of tears, as if the dead gods were crying.

"God is dead, the devil is dead, but I am still alive... God, why did you let me crawl out of the grave? Where will I go?"

As the sun sets in the west, the sunset dyes half the sky red, and sets the red clouds on the horizon with golden edges.

"The world changes so much... Alas!" Chen Nan shook his head, filled up the small grave, and then strode out of the forest.

When he walked out of the snowy maple forest, the sun was setting. The peaceful cemetery of gods and demons was no longer peaceful. Dark demonic energy rose from the cemetery, and endless darkness began to cover the entire cemetery.

Outside the maple forest, three thatched houses stand.

The old immortal was hunched over with cloudy eyes, holding a cane in each hand and facing Chen Nan who was walking towards him slowly with his right hand.

Seeing this, Chen Nan hurriedly walked over to the old man and held him up with his hand.

"Cough, cough, cough... It's getting late, young man, you should leave quickly." The old man coughed, his voice hoarse and low.

Seeing Chen Nan's confused expression and not saying a word for a long time, he couldn't help but raise a hint of evil interest at the corner of his mouth, and continued to speak in the common language of the mainland, shaking his head and sighing:
"Oh, it turns out you are a mute beggar, poor child. Go wash yourself and have a full meal before leaving." As he said that, he took Chen Nan's hand and walked towards the wooden barrel in the distance.

Chen Nan followed the old man woodenly.

His intuition told him that the other party had no ill intentions, and the old man gave him a sense of intimacy, so he obediently followed him.

The old immortal secretly checked Chen Nan's physical and spiritual condition, and after confirming that there were no hidden dangers, he put away his divine thoughts. He raised his hand and pointed at the wooden barrel, then pointed at the well, and then turned around and left leisurely.

(End of this chapter)