The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 161: The End of Xierluo's Backhand Sermon
Demon world.

In a magnificent and tall palace that looks like a ferocious beast, the Demon Emperor no longer has the confidence that everything is under control, but looks at a loss.

It's not just because a new main god has appeared in the ancient plane, but also because he is a powerful main god who can easily kill one of the thirteen dark main gods, the Lord of Conspiracy, Erlo.

More importantly, with the conspiracy chairman Lor being killed, the Demon Emperor suddenly found that he could no longer contact the mutated incarnation of the main god in his body.

'Could it be that because Xiluo's original body was killed by the newly promoted Lord God of the Ancient Human Race, so as his clone, the mutant clone of Xiluo in my body also died? '

Thinking of this, a hint of regret appeared in the Demon Emperor's eyes.

Although this mutated clone of Shilo could not attack at will because he had to avoid his original body, his knowledge was of great help to the Demon Emperor.

Now, this 'companion' who had accompanied him for countless years has completely passed away, and the Demon Emperor still feels a little reluctant in his heart.

However, as a powerful demon god born at the beginning of the universe, and the ruler of one of the thirteen dynasties of the demon world, and even vaguely the spokesperson of the demon world, the Demon Emperor's mind was also extremely cold. After sighing for a moment, he wiped away the regret and began to think about what he should do next?
"Such a powerful supreme god has appeared in the ancient times. It seems that I may have to release all the ancient humans in the dungeon and sell them to him."

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the Demon Emperor's heart suddenly trembled. He felt a terrifying pressure that was above everything falling on him, making his whole body tremble continuously, as if he was going to kneel to the ground in the next moment.

'The power of the Lord God.'

The supreme god of this world instantly emerged in his mind, and the Demon Emperor subconsciously looked towards the top of the hall. He seemed to be looking into a pair of extremely indifferent and ruthless golden eyes, and tears of blood instantly flowed from his eyes.

'The new chief god of the human race'

Thinking of this, the Demon Emperor trembled, and instantly fell to the ground, saying respectfully: "Respected Ancient Lord God, what can I do for you?"

Even Erluo, the mastermind of conspiracy among the Dark Gods, was killed by this Ancient God, while the other Dark Gods did not make any other moves, which shows how powerful this new Ancient God is.

At this moment, the ancient main god actually paid attention to himself, a small demon god who was just an ant to the main god. The Demon Emperor was naturally filled with fear.

If the other party chooses to eliminate himself, the other dark gods will probably not have the slightest intention of taking action.

After all, in the eyes of the Lord God, everything in the world is just an ant, even him, the spokesperson of the demon world.

How could they fight with beings of the same level just for an ant!
At the moment when the Demon Emperor was filled with fear, a cold voice sounded after a while: "Send the ancient humans from the Demon Realm back immediately, otherwise, die!"

The sound was not loud, but each word was like an ancient sacred mountain, directly pressing the Demon Emperor to the ground.

"Yes, respected ancient Lord God!"

The Demon Emperor saluted with difficulty, and said with a look of horror: "I will remember your decree!"

After saying this, the Demon Emperor couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he felt the overwhelming pressure on him disappear, as if he had survived a calamity.

Afterwards, he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest and quickly called his men to arrange for the human race to be taken care of and then sent back to the ancient plane safely.

Only when he faced the might of this new ancient god did the Demon Emperor realize that he was even more terrifying than he had imagined and was totally beyond his ability to resist.

Since the other party has already spoken, the Demon Emperor naturally dare not be negligent in the slightest.

After everything was arranged, the Demon Emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, a familiar yet strange voice suddenly sounded in his body: "Are you so willing to be arranged by that ancient Lord God?"

"what"

The moment he heard this voice, the Demon Emperor's expression changed slightly, and he said, "You didn't die because of Xi Erluo's fall. Your mutant clone is too powerful!"

"hehe."

A laugh without any emotion was heard, and the voice said indifferently: "Because I am Xi Er Luo himself!"

"Ah, you are Shiloh?"

The Demon Emperor could no longer maintain his inner peace.

After all, anyone who knew that there was a main god hidden in his body would probably not be able to remain calm.

But the next moment, the Demon Emperor suddenly reacted and said, "Impossible, I saw with my own eyes that the original Lord God Xier Luo was killed by the new Lord God of the Ancient Times. You are just one of his clones."

“How can you understand the mysteries of the Lord God?”

Before he finished speaking, a piece of information merged into the Demon Emperor's mind, causing him to freeze in place with a dazed look on his face.

After a long while, the Demon Emperor came back to his senses and sighed subconsciously: "So that's how it is. I didn't expect that the original 'it' has always been under your control."

It turns out that the way that Erluo, the leader of the conspiracy, gained faith was different from that of the other main gods. He did not accept the faith of the human race, but instead stole the divine power of the other main gods.

As the Lord of Conspiracy, Xier Luo can see through the past and the future to a certain extent, so from time to time he will sow some seeds according to the timing, turning them into special mutated clones of the main god.

The mutated clones of the main gods transformed from these seeds are the same as Shierlo. They have no emotions and only a desire for divine power. They will actively prey on the clones of other main gods and absorb their divine power.

At the same time, some mutated clones of the main god will think that they have escaped the constraints of the original body, Shierlo, by chance, and will continue to pursue strength, and even get the opportunity to eventually replace the original body.

But in fact, they have always been under Shierlo's control. When they have absorbed enough divine power, it will be time for Shierlo to harvest them.

At the same time, they are also the containers for Shilo's resurrection.

Thinking of this, the Demon Emperor couldn't help but sigh for the 'companion' who had stayed in his body for countless years. In fact, this mutated clone of the Lord God had never escaped Shierlo's control. He was just a chess piece of the opponent, and now he had become the vessel for Shierlo's resurrection.

'Hey'

He sighed in his heart, but the Demon Emperor showed an extremely respectful look on his face, and said: "Respected Lord God Xierluo, what do you think I should do now?"

"How to do?"

Another voice sounded again: "Of course, it is to unlock the seal of the fourteenth main god. Only the power of this main god, who was conceived by the king of gods and the source of the birth of the ancient human race, can truly fight against the weird ancient main god."

"The fourteenth Lord?"

Hearing these words, a strange look appeared in the Demon Emperor's eyes.

"nature."

Another voice continued, "The Fourteenth Lord is born with control over many laws of the Dao, including time and killing. When the time comes, I will occupy the Fourteenth Lord's body and obtain the Godhead of Time, and you can obtain the Godhead of Killing. How about we join forces to kill the newly promoted Primordial Lord?"

This voice seemed to contain some special power, which instantly made the eyes of the Demon Emperor become hot. The ancient plane, the holy mountain.

Feng Yi stood on the top of the holy mountain, calmly explaining the mysteries of the various realms of the Changsheng Realm cultivation system that he had adjusted.

These are his insights into the great Dao after years of practice. They also incorporate his insights into the practice systems of four different worlds that he has experienced. Every word is precious.

As the sound continued to ring out, not only did the sky fall with flowers and the ground sprout golden lotuses, but it was also like the words were followed by laws, causing the rules of the entire world to constantly change, making this place an unparalleled holy land for enlightenment.

At the same time, a green lotus appeared above Feng Yi's head. The lotus petals blossomed, and endless divine light of creation enveloped the heaven and earth, making everyone's mind seem to have been baptized, becoming more insightful and wise, and their understanding greatly increased.

For a moment, all the ancient human beings around the holy mountain were immersed in the enlightenment of the great Dao explained by Feng Yi, and could not extricate themselves.

Depending on personal cultivation, understanding, accumulation of martial arts, etc., the performance is also different. Some may be infatuated, some have a smile on their face, some are thoughtful, some are excited, some are scratching their heads, and so on. The higher the realm, the more immersed they are in it.

There were even some ancient humans whose internal Qi automatically changed and directly transformed into this new practice system, which attracted the continuous gathering of the vital energy of heaven and earth.

However, the entire world seemed to be shrouded in an invisible aura, and everyone seemed to be in a special space that would not affect others.

After an unknown amount of time, the divine light of creation converged, the Chaos Green Lotus closed, the calm voice of preaching also stopped, and all the mysteries of the great way came to an abrupt end.

Many ancient humans came to their senses, feeling a sense of loss in their hearts. They couldn't help but reach out their hands forward, wanting to grab something, but they caught nothing.

"cough"

A light cough was heard, instantly bringing everyone back to their senses, and turning their eyes to the black-robed figure on the top of the holy mountain.

Feng Yi glanced at everyone calmly, and said in a cold tone: "You can't chew too much. Today's explanation is enough for you to digest for a long time. Let's stop here for now!"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, many of the ancient people hurriedly bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Lord Fuxi, for your teachings!"

As everyone saluted, Feng Yi once again felt a huge force of the origin of the plane gathering into his own godhead along with the power of faith, making him even more powerful.

However, this strength also made it increasingly difficult for him to suppress the flow of his emotions.

Feng Yi's expression did not change much as his thoughts turned. He still calmly looked at the many humans under the Holy Mountain and said, "The cultivation system I will teach today only includes the inheritance of the realm below the Supreme. As for the inheritance of the Ancestral God who is comparable to the Supreme, and those above, I will put them in the Holy Temple."

This is one of Feng Yi's goals, which is to absorb the wisdom and insights of the entire human race in this universe as nourishment for his own progress.

He will reorganize the temple and place the practice system and inheritance he created in it, but if one wants to practice, one needs to exchange it for humanitarian merits.

As for the way to obtain human merit, it is naturally through the various skills created by oneself, one's own understanding of the Tao, one's own practice experience, etc.
Perhaps because of their realm and knowledge, the skills, insights into the Tao, cultivation experiences, etc. created by these people are not as good as Feng Yi's.

But as the old saying goes, among three people walking together, there must be one who can be my teacher. The wisdom of the entire human race in this universe will definitely bring him different inspirations.

You have to know that the human beings in this world are all innate gods and demons, and their talents and understanding are extremely powerful.

With no one to teach them, they learned from heaven and earth and figured out the supreme cultivation system of this universe.

Now that they have obtained a new cultivation system, I believe they will definitely bring even greater surprises to Feng Yi.

Feng Yi is not like the main gods in this world who are influenced by innate instincts and only enslave the human race and absorb the power of human faith. He will make the human race in this universe stronger and absorb the civilization power of the entire universe as a step for himself to take a further step.

After listening to Feng Yi's story, many human beings showed excitement on their faces and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Ancestor God Fuxi!"

Through the preaching of Lord Fuxi just now, everyone has understood the power and perfection of this new practice system, and its supreme upper limit comparable to that of the Lord God.

In their view, being able to exchange the simple skills they created for the most powerful practice system created by the Lord God Fuxi was like pie in the sky.

Obviously, this is a gift from Lord God Fuxi to them!

On the other side, feeling the fluctuations in everyone's thoughts, Feng Yi's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say much.

In a way, this is a mutual benefit.

Feng Yi himself helps the human civilization of this universe to become stronger, and at the same time he also uses the power of human civilization to improve himself, so that they can improve each other and make progress together.

In the following time, Feng Yi arranged matters concerning the practitioners of magic, the temple, the demon world, and so on.

Finally, he disappeared on the top of the holy mountain in the respectful gaze of everyone.

in a special space.

Feng Yi sat cross-legged on the spot, the divine nature between his eyebrows continuously emitting brilliant divine light, making his body hazy and illusory, and his whole temperament became more and more indifferent.

As he achieved the position of the Lord God, the time he spent in harmony with the laws of fate in this world became longer and longer, and his emotions and memories increasingly wanted to truly flow away, to transform into a true God, or to be directly "eaten" by the entire universe.

And now, he wanted to solve this problem and recover.

At this time, there were two skills constantly changing in Feng Yi's mind. One was the Qin Dao skill that was supplemented and improved after absorbing the way of life and death of the Nine Revolutions of Life and Death, which he temporarily called the Fuhuang Sutra. The other was the Mind Sword Body Skill that he derived to a whole new level.

Among them, the most powerful magical power contained in Feng Yi's new mind sword body method is the art of splitting the spirit. You can try to split a special spirit to help him take on the position of the main god.

Of course, the position of the Lord God is the highest realm in this world after all. It is probably impossible for a single God to take on the full responsibility.

After the Fuhuang Sutra in Feng Yi's body was perfected, he gained knowledge of a completely new cultivation system, information about the legendary realm of the world of the Supreme Being, as well as special existences related to the legend, and information about himself.

Although the information is not very complete and cannot directly lead to the legendary realm, it is a great inspiration for his current state.

At the same time, as the spiritual light of his nature trembled slightly, a special imprint of the Great Dao was condensed by it, which was the imprint of the Great Dao of Fuxi, the ancestor of this world.

However, the Dao imprint at this time was the one that Feng Yi fused and then condensed again. It was slightly different from before and belonged completely to him.

This is the imprint of the Great Dao that was transformed from Fuxi of this world, and it can just serve as a carrier for me and him.

These three are the bridges for Feng Yi to solve his current situation.

He wanted to use the Dao imprint of Fuxi in this world as a carrier to cut out a special main god clone similar to himself, thereby assuming the position of the main god of this world and temporarily avoiding the drawbacks of the loss of his emotions.

In the future, when he has thoroughly studied the law of balance, mastered the law of balance, and even controlled this universe, he can then take back this special clone.

(End of this chapter)