The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 101: The Afterglow of the Wuzu
The divine sound of the word "war" was heard from the Temple of the Gods. In just a moment, countless ancient fighting spirits rose up in the entire Mountain of Gods. The colorful divine light gathered from the mountain towards the Temple of the Gods, as if paying homage to an almighty emperor.

The Emperor of Truth holds a broken spear in his hand, and the vast universe trembles because of him.

He took a step forward and spoke slowly and calmly.

"My fellow Taoists, follow me to meet the enemy!"

Chen Ping felt the overwhelming fighting spirit from the Emperor of Truth and felt great pressure, but the target of this fighting spirit was not him, and was not even here.

The golden flame inside the skull of the Emperor of Truth flickered, becoming more and more lively and gradually gaining spirituality.

He walked forward, his steps getting faster and faster, and was actually walking towards the outside of the Temple of the Gods.

The ancestral aura that erupted when the Emperor of Truth revived suppressed all the heavens and worlds, and it could not be concealed by the Conferred God Platform at all.

The Lord of the Hall of Truth walked out of the Temple of Truth and looked in the direction of the Conferred God Platform, his heart filled with horror.

"This is a half-ancestor. No, a half-ancestor doesn't have such a terrifying aura. Could it be that an ancient ancestor has appeared in the Conferred God Platform?"

Haotian stood in the Heavenly Palace, his expression changing several times.

This aura was so terrifying that it reminded him of the Underworld Ancestor on the Xujin Sea 300,000 years ago.

The ancestral aura of the Great Emperor of Truth rushed out of Heaven, rushed into the universe, and crossed the myriad realms of Heaven and the Yellow Springs Starry Sea.

The sacred beings in the great worlds flew into the starry sky, looking towards the direction of heaven from which the breath of the ancestor came.

The gods of the ten clans of hell were horrified, and many of their bodies were trembling. Feelings of fear and awe surged in their hearts, making them want to kowtow.

The Time and Death Tree towered tall in the heart of the Tiannan Life and Death Ruins. Qing Cang walked out of the Life and Death Ruins and looked towards the heavens. His short body became stiff.

"Ancestor, there actually is an ancestor in this world..."

When he was in the Abyss of Darkness, the divine power of Chaos Ancestor and Kong Yinxue's Semi-Ancestor had already made him look up to them. Now, the divine power of the Ancestral God that came from the Heavenly Court made him even more terrified.

In the Temple of Destiny, the Tianshu needle in Gong Nanfeng's hand was spinning wildly on the compass, almost out of control.

"Ancestor, an extremely ancient ancestor has resurrected. How is this possible?"

In the deepest prison of Tianyun Division, the thin figure of a white-haired old man emerged.

"What a familiar scent, is it an old friend returning?"

The old man's expression changed, only adding more cover to himself and cutting off all the secrets.

In the silent world of dark light, the consciousness of the Dark Ancestor awakened, and his tone was somewhat surprised.

"It's him. I never thought that after so many years, his presence could still reappear in the world."

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Inside the Conferred God Platform.

Chen Ping followed behind the Emperor of Truth and watched him walk down the Mountain of Gods and step out of the Conferred God Platform.

Lord Dinghai's body was shaken by the ancestor's divine power and he almost fell down. Chen Ping held him up and looked at the figure walking towards the starry sky in horror.

"Uncle Master, who... who is this?"

Chen Ping's face was solemn as he looked at the Heavenly Laws and the Heavenly Punishment Light that were constantly gathering throughout the Heavenly Court. He said in a deep voice, "Those are the remains of the Great Emperor of Truth. The consciousness that remained in his body has somehow revived."

"The Great Emperor of Truth!" Dinghai Shenjun exclaimed, and then bowed to the figure of the Great Emperor of Truth.

The Great Emperor of Truth is the first master of the Temple of Truth. He is the only peak of the Way of Truth, a lofty aspiration, and the most revered supreme being by all monks who practice the Way of Truth.

The light of heavenly punishment converged on the body of the Great Emperor of Truth, transforming into a suit of heavenly punishment armor that completely wrapped his body. The order of heavenly laws merged into the broken spear in his hand, and the broken spear gradually became complete, erupting with the power of the ancestral artifact.

"Come on tripod!"

The Emperor of Truth issued a call, and the voice instantly spread throughout the universe and the Yellow Springs Star Sea.

Deep in the Horrible Palace, a ray of divine light broke through numerous obstacles and escaped into the void. The Horrible God who was chasing after it could only watch it escape helplessly.

The next moment, the divine light tore through the void, crossed the sea of ​​stars, and turned into a giant tripod, appearing beside the Emperor of Truth.

This tripod is one of the Nine Tripods, cast by the Emperor of Truth himself, and is the supreme artifact representing the way of truth, the Hong Ding.

Hong Ding revived, and the power of the universe's first artifact erupted completely, heading towards the depths of the universe together with the Emperor of Truth.

Chen Ping chased to the bank of the Milky Way and watched the back of the Emperor of Truth disappear into the distance.

He could feel that the Emperor of Truth was indeed dead, and what revived was only a remnant of his thoughts, or an obsession, a will to fight that did not dissipate until his death.

Because of Chen Ping, the fighting spirit was revived after thousands of years. Carrying the will of the Emperor of Truth, a set of divine armor of heavenly punishment, a divine spear of heavenly punishment, and a huge tripod, he continued the unfinished battle from thousands of years ago.

Chen Ping had no idea who the Great Emperor of Truth's former enemy was, or how terrifying he was. He simply followed him from a distance, witnessing the final glimmer of light from the ancient witch ancestor, his end. On this day, a great earthquake struck the desolate sky. The divine radiance of truth and the calamity of heavenly punishment overturned the Gray Sea and shattered the Myriad Flows Realm. Countless channels of the Three Paths River dried up, and the eighteen levels of the Netherworld Purgatory were pierced by the divine light of the Ancestral Ancestral, sending countless Netherworld cultivators fleeing in all directions.

The Emperor of Truth walked along the Santuo River. He traveled all over the universe, from the wasteland of heaven to the wasteland of earth, from the Sea Stone Star Valley to the Ancient Nest of Gods, from the Yuhuang Realm to the Beize Great Wall.

Finally, he stepped into the abyss of darkness, crossed three rivers and seven ridges, and entered the world of hell.

After seeing the thirty-six giant dragons of creation, he laughed loudly, then returned to heaven and returned to the realm of truth.

Outside the realm of truth, all the gods from all realms of heaven, led by Haotian, gathered here to welcome the return of the ancestor, the Great Emperor of Truth.

The ancestor is the legendary supreme being, and the Emperor of Truth is even more of a legend among the ancestors.

Chen Ping, the Lord of the Hall of Truth, and Mengge stood beside Haotian. The three of them were the most accomplished people in the way of truth in the world and represented the truth monks of this era.

The Emperor of Truth ignored the gods. He was just a remnant of regret and a will to fight. He crossed the ages and traveled across the starry sea, just to see the world after eternity.

Now is the time for regrets to fade away.

The Emperor of Truth strode towards the Conferred God Platform, the armor of divine punishment on his body peeled off and fell on Haotian, the spear of divine punishment in his hand turned back into a broken spear and flew into Mengge's hand, the Hong Ding concealed its supreme power and turned into a small three-legged Ding, with a special eye engraved on the Ding, which was the symbol of the Holy Clan, the eye of divine punishment between the eyebrows.

The skeleton of the ancestor of the Emperor of Truth seemed to have burned everything. As he took a step, the golden divine light on the skeleton faded, and pieces of the ancestor god's bones turned into ashes. In the end, only a powerful ancestor god source remained, which turned into divine light and flew into the sea of ​​​​mind between the eyebrows of the Lord of the Hall of Truth.

The figure of the Emperor of Truth completely disappeared between heaven and earth, and ultimately he was unable to step into the Conferred God Platform again.

On this day, the divine and holy veins in the Realm of Truth revived, and the entire realm grew a vast amount of natural treasures, magical medicines and spiritual materials in an instant.

Countless monks of the Way of Truth saw the disappearing figure of the Great Emperor of Truth, wailed loudly, knelt on the ground, and respectfully bid farewell to this supreme being of the Way of Truth.

Chen Ping took the Hong Ding in his palm, looked around with disdain, and frightened those with bad intentions.

While feeling emotional, his mind probed into the interior of the Hong Ding. He suddenly felt a stream of air rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, which shocked him greatly.

Inside the Hong Ding, there is a sacred tree of rules with two intertwined vines, representing the way of truth and the way of destruction of heaven respectively. This is the crystallization of the Taoism of the Great Emperor of Truth, which he left in the Hong Ding and gave to Chen Ping.

Chen Ping sighed inwardly. No wonder the skeleton of the ancestor of the Emperor of Truth completely dissipated. The Heavenly Punishment Armor was passed on to Haotian, the Heavenly Punishment Spear was left to Mengge, and the ancestor's divine source was given to the Lord of the Hall of Truth. He also peeled off and condensed the ancestor's Taoist cultivation and the crystallization of the ancestor's great way, left them in the Hong Ding and gave them to him.

Without the divine source of the ancestor, without the support of the ancestor's laws and rules, the power of time swept in, and the corpse of the Emperor of Truth naturally disappeared.

"The Great Emperor of Truth is admirable."

"Send the Emperor!"

Chen Ping sighed deeply, with a hint of sadness, which infected countless cultivators in the Realm of Truth.

He stood in the void for a long time, until the gods gradually dispersed, still standing tall like a lone pine.

Haotian dispersed the power of the Heavenly Punishment Divine Armor and reintegrated it into the Heavenly Court to protect the many realms of the Heavenly Court.

Lord Brahma raised a golden lotus platform in the sky, sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, chanted scriptures for three days, and saw off the ancient ancestor.

After three days, Mahabrahma chanted a Buddhist name towards Chen Ping and turned to leave.

In the void, only the Lord of the Hall of Truth, Mengge and Chen Ping were left.

Chen Ping calmed himself down, looked up at the desolate grey sea, and then at the Divine Prison of Heaven and Fortune.

All of them begin and end with the sky, all of them are ancient ancestors. Some of them seek immortality by slaughtering all living things, using the common people as food and the myriad worlds as pastures; while some of them fight all their lives just to protect all races. Even if they die and their souls are destroyed, their remaining souls will come back to life and want to clean up the universe and bring peace to the world. Even when they are about to disappear, they will spread their Taoism as a blessing and give it to the future generations of cultivators.

We are born with nothing, and when we die, everything is empty.

The actions of the Emperor of Truth made Chen Ping truly respect him infinitely, and also made him hate the two immortals, the Ancestor of the Underworld and the Ancestor of Man, even more.

"There are those without virtue in this world who seek immortality and hope to remain forever. I will be the calamity of your destiny."

After sending the Lord of the Hall of Truth and Mengge back to the temple and digesting the gift from the Emperor of Truth, Chen Ping turned his gaze to the Lihentian outside the heaven and earth.

Of the two forces he encountered in the Temple of the Gods, one belonged to the Way of Nature, driving the reflux of matter and the reversible increase of entropy, and its final destination was the source of all things, the Primordial Singularity.

The other force belongs to the way of destruction, which accelerates the increase of entropy and makes all things move towards the end of chaos and return to eternal silence in the calamity of extinction.

These two forces both have terrifying destructive power, but the pull between them has achieved a strange balance.

Chen Ping was also inspired by this.

Perhaps his previous attempt to engrave the Dao pattern of destruction on his body was wrong from the beginning.

The Way of Destruction and the Way of Creation seem to be opposites, but in fact they lead to the same goal and have a complex connection.

After all things are separated and in chaos, they return to oneness, and the starting point of creation is this original one.

These two heavenly paths are contradictory yet unified. Perhaps only by practicing both paths together can his idea succeed.

(End of this chapter)