I picked up the scattered attributes

However, before long, as young people began to write, those symbols quickly became fluent and became more and more perfect!

The symbols shimmered with light, and although the aura wasn't particularly strong, at that moment, a small flame rose in the young man's palm!

"This...this is..."

The young man froze, his expression incredibly interesting.

He murmured, managing to squeeze out a sentence: "This is the power of the gods..."

After an unknown amount of time, the furnace in the sky finally disappeared slowly. The innate gods who ruled the world were filled with astonishment and doubt. Some gods went into the starry sky to investigate, while others flew towards the direction of the cosmic zenith, trying to find the secret of where the furnace had manifested.

However, they did not find the furnace.

However, during this large-scale exploration, a magnificent world was discovered high in the sky, where the Great Dao was glorious and the primordial energy was extremely abundant!

A powerful deity exclaimed with great joy, "That place is a sacred world that emerged from the purest power in the world after the creation of heaven and earth. It is divided into nine layers and is an invaluable treasure even for us gods!"

"That's where the gods should live, let's go there!"

"The world inhabited by gods is called the God Realm. The God Realm has nine heavens. When one resides in the nine heavens, one can overlook the universe and the vast starry sky. This is called the Great Luo Heaven!"

On that day, chariots soared into the sky, and even the sun star flew across the night sky. One after another, radiant and magnificent deities set off to migrate to the newly discovered realm of gods.

Furthermore, the divine beings discovered twenty-one surrounding worlds outside the divine realm. Although not as sacred as the divine realm, these worlds were still quite astonishing.

After deliberation among the gods, the twenty-one worlds were moved together and transformed into a magnificent star field, which was named Ziwei.

Ziwei is the back garden of all the gods!

On that very day, a large hand reached out from behind and slapped the young man: "Yuan, what are you doing? Let me see what kind of nonsense you've drawn! Alright, stop wasting time. The God's birthday is coming soon, and we need to prepare offerings in advance. Otherwise, who will bless us with good weather and a bountiful harvest next year? I'm afraid half the tribe will starve to death!"

The young man named Yuan was slightly lost in thought as he looked at his tall, burly, and honest-looking companion.

After a short while, Yuan Cai said, word by word, "I have cracked the secret of the gods' power."

He wrote symbols on the ground.

“I call these symbols celestial markings… Gods are born with celestial markings on their bodies, which makes them incredibly powerful, possessing strength that we can never attain.”

The tall, burly boy paused for a moment, then couldn't help but chuckle: "Do I need you to tell me that? The power of gods is innate; we can never possess it. Otherwise, wouldn't we be gods too?"

Yuan shook his head again. He suddenly stood up and raised his hand to draw symbols on his body.

Those symbols, linked together, gradually stirred the blood of the young man.

Suddenly, his body jolted violently.

The celestial patterns intertwined to form a circular wheel, rising behind the boy's head, a hazy, chaotic grayness!

Yuan Li stood beneath that circular wheel, one hand behind his back, his aura continuously growing stronger!

The tall boy's eyes gradually filled with horror, and he stammered, "Yuan, you you you you you—"

Yuan smiled calmly and said, "I have discovered that we also have similar symbols within our bodies. However, those symbols are scattered and we need to piece them together ourselves. Once we successfully piece them together, we will gain unprecedented power!"

He threw a punch forward, easily shattering a boulder!

The tall boy was so stunned he couldn't utter a complete sentence: "You you you you you you—"

That huge rock was a massive piece of stone that the tribe had painstakingly retrieved, even at the cost of nearly a hundred lives, to carve into a statue for their deity.

But now, he was actually shattered by a single punch from the seemingly frail young man Yuan!

"This wheel contains the power of the gods. As long as we can open it, we can gain even greater power, so I named it... Divine Wheel." The young man smiled. "And my Divine Wheel, I also call the Wheel of Dao One."

……

The vibrations of the Dragon Eight-Tone Bell could no longer be suppressed.

The stagnant spacetime that had been like a small boat drifting in the long river of time was finally broken.

Feng Xia had no idea how much of a ripple and a commotion his brief encounter with Ying Daoyi would stir up in the long river of history.

"Damn it, I'll be back—"

Ying Daoyi was weakened many times over by the Heavenly Heart Furnace, and was just a little bit away from being completely refined and destroyed.

Unfortunately, at this moment, the mysterious power transmitted by the little book demon was completely exhausted.

The dying Ying Dao didn't care about anything else, and with a violent slam, he disappeared from Feng Xia's sight!

"Xia Donghai!! I'll remember you!! I'll be back—"

Almost at the same time.

The flowing light from all directions completely disappeared.

The aura belonging to the Southern Star Region immediately rushed towards us!

……

Chapter 0998

"Only seven years have passed, and the situation has deteriorated to this extent."

At the Xuanmen Sword Sect, Jian Wushuang gazed into the distance before turning his gaze away and shaking his head helplessly: "The army of the Blood Demon Lord is growing larger and larger, with so many Blood Demon servants... Where did He find them?"

This problem has always troubled many people.

And to this day, no one knows the correct answer.

“The experts of Yuanzong may know, but they are too mysterious and spend most of their time killing enemies, so it is not easy to make contact with them.”

Jian Wushuang shook his head and looked back at the disciples of the Xuanmen Sword Sect.

For powerful supernatural beings, seven years is not a long time.

However, due to his outstanding performance in the Martial God Tower and the continuous increase in Jian Wushuang's strength, he has now approached the level of a true god and has gained considerable fame in the Southern Star Region.

Some busybodies even compared Jian Wushuang with the Bitter Bamboo Sword God of the Xuanhuang Sacred Palace, believing that Jian Wushuang would soon surpass the Bitter Bamboo Sword God and become the number one true god of swordsmanship in the Southern Star Region!

Therefore, in recent years, the number of disciples of the Xuanmen Sword Sect has grown extremely rapidly, and it has even begun to show signs of rivaling many established sects.

However, in the past year, the Xuanmen Sword Sect has suffered heavy losses.

Not only did they lose several talented disciples, but even high-ranking members of the sect suffered casualties.

Everything, all of this, is because of the fight against the Lord of Bloodlust!

"These guys, every single one of them, have skin thicker than the North Star!"

Inside the council hall, Mo Yushu, Ye Yi, and others looked indignant.

The cause of the matter was not particularly complicated.

The newly risen Xuanmen Sword Sect naturally took away some of the interests of the established forces. At this very moment, the offensive of the Blood Demon Lord became increasingly fierce.

As a result, several forces took the opportunity to propose that since the Xuanmen Sword Sect was so powerful and had swallowed up so much profit, they should naturally also take on the responsibility of protecting the Southern Star Region!

"What they said is indeed correct. The only problem is that we haven't had enough time to develop."

Ye Yi couldn't help but shake his head, feeling both resentful and helpless: "If the sect leader becomes a god, perhaps he won't be so blatant. Or perhaps if we develop for another hundred years or so and manage an industry of sufficient scale, this batch of newly recruited disciples can truly become the vital force of the Sword Sect!"

Unfortunately, the time was far too short!

Those forces used nothing but open schemes, but if they wanted to establish themselves in the Southern Star Region, they would naturally have to take on the responsibility of protecting the Southern Star Region.

As a result, the Xuanmen Sword Sect has suffered the most severe damage in recent years.

"What about Qianqiu Valley? What's the situation there?"

Jian Wushuang remained silent for a moment, then suddenly asked.

The people in the council hall looked at each other in bewilderment. After a long while, someone finally answered, "Qianqiu Valley is still nowhere to be found. It's as if it never existed at all. It simply vanished from the world... no, it simply disappeared completely along with the entire Yangkong Great Swamp!"

This happened seven years ago.

It is said that every living being on the Nine Suns Star heard a roar at that time.

After that, Yangkong Great Swamp, the most dangerous place on Nine Suns Star, disappeared. There was no longer the blazing Sun Avenue. Hongmeng replaced it and submerged the place!

That place was still a dead end; the weight of the Primordial Purple Qi was terrifyingly heavy, capable of easily crushing ordinary supernatural beings.

However, Yangkong Marsh has become a reflection in history.

When the eight prodigies simultaneously joined Qianqiu Valley, it caused quite a stir.

From ordinary people in the Southern Star Region to true gods of the Ten Great Sects, everyone is extremely curious about this new sect.

What kind of magic does this sect possess that makes eight geniuses willing to join its ranks at the same time?

Therefore, after the Yangkong Great Swamp disappeared and was submerged by the Primordial Purple Qi, there have always been many people who have gone deep into the Primordial Qi to explore it over the years.

However, compared to others, they didn't gain much.

There is still no news from Qianqiu Valley.

"Such a massive primordial energy mass would have crushed an entire world under normal circumstances. It's a miracle that Nine Yang Star wasn't destroyed, so how could Thousand Autumn Valley possibly have escaped unscathed?"

"Perhaps this is a different kind of divine retribution!"

"The master of Qianqiu Valley was too arrogant, and his subordinate generals were too greedy to accept the eight prodigies, which led to their inability to suppress the fortune and thus brought about this disaster that destroyed the sect!"

Gradually, all sorts of rumors about Qianqiu Valley spread by word of mouth.

"The concept of destiny is ethereal and intangible, yet it truly exists!"

"The master of Qianqiu Valley is just the beginning. The entire Southern Star Region may be weakening, and before long, there will be even more serious casualties. If we cannot follow the will of Heaven again and consolidate our fortune, we may soon see stars fall!"