The people of the primordial era ruled the heavens and earth.

Seated on the imperial throne, Kongtong (Kongtong Seal Avatar) swept his divine sense across the area and quickly sensed the core of the great formation.

Looking down at Huang Tian, ​​Kong Tong saw Huang Tian nod slightly. He understood and probed into the formation with his primordial spirit. After a little exploration, he immediately understood the key to the formation.

He casually extended his left hand and placed it on the hood of the chair, infusing it with magic.

As a treasure of human destiny, the Kongtong Seal is extremely special. It carries the destiny of humanity and, after being enlightened by the Emperor, it possesses the strength of a Saint at the third level.

This was because in the previous battle with Hongjun from beyond the heavens, Qin Tian burned up all of the human race's fortune.

Otherwise, even if the strength of Kongtong could not rival that of Qin Tian himself, it could still rival that of Taiqing Laozi.

Even so, Kongtong still managed to refine the great formation left behind by Dijun in one go.

Suddenly, all thirty-three heavens lit up with a divine light, and the stars from beyond the realm shone brightly, pouring into the Heavenly Court and forming three hundred and sixty-five nodes.

The nodes are evenly distributed throughout each layer of heaven and are interconnected, forming a array within an array.

But what puzzled Huang Tian was that the power of the formation was not strong.

It's completely unworthy of its features.

He couldn't help but look up at Kongtong: "What's going on? Is there a flaw in this formation, or has it been damaged somewhere?"

"Neither," Kongtong shook his head. "The problem is that this great formation is missing its most important element for securing it."

"A treasure to secure the formation?" Huang Tian looked puzzled. "The Hetu and Luoshu?"

Kongtong nodded, then tapped his fingers in the void, and countless different forces of law formed a large net that disappeared into the Heavenly Court.

"What are you doing? Are you reinforcing the formation?" Huang Tian asked, looking puzzled.

"Yes and no." Kongtong nodded and then shook his head: "Dijun left a contingency plan in it, without the Hetu and Luoshu, and without activating the great formation."

"The grand formation will evolve into a killing formation. The stars from beyond the realm will form a grand celestial array to bombard the Heavenly Court."

"Damn it!" Huang Tian couldn't help but curse, "That damned Di Jun, he actually had this trick up his sleeve."

"I really want to grind him to dust."

After finishing his tirade, Huang Tian changed the subject and asked, "How long could that move you just used last?"

"One day." Kongtong held up one finger.

"Why is it so short?" Huang Tian looked disappointed. "I remember that after Di Jun died, Kunpeng and Fuxi each took one of the Hetu and Luoshu."

"To get them all at once, one day probably won't be enough!"

"No." Kongtong shook his head: "There's enough time. We can just rob Kunpeng directly."

"If I can retrieve just one item, I can stop the great formation from self-destructing."

"The one in Fuxi's hand is a promise of cause and effect to Nuwa."

"I believe that Nuwa is a pragmatic person, and she cannot be unaware of the current situation in the world."

"Alright then." Huang Tian nodded. "Since you're so confident, I'll go and retrieve the item that Kunpeng is holding first."

After saying this, Huang Tian looked at the cool-looking Killing God King beside him and said, "Let's go, God King, let's go to the Northern Underworld."

"Let's go and visit Kunpeng, an old friend from the past."

"Yes, young master." The God of Slaughter nodded, waved his hand to conjure a giant sword, placed it in front of Huang Tian, ​​and gestured for Huang Tian to step on it.

Huang Tian understood the meaning of the God of Slaughter, and stood on the giant sword with Hou Tu.

Seeing this, the God of Slaughter had a thought, and a blood-red barrier rose from the giant sword. Then it flew into the air, passed through the Heavenly Court, and headed towards the Northern Underworld.

The God of Slaughter was incredibly fast. Although he was multitasking, Huang Tian only sensed the things on either side of him as he rapidly receded.

This feeling gave Huang Tian a sense of returning to his previous life on Earth, where he was speeding around, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

Although the primordial world is vast, it is very small in the eyes of a sage; within ten breaths, there is nowhere he cannot go.

Although the God of Slaughter is not a saint, his combat power is in no way inferior to that of a saint.

Even if it's just flying on a sword, not tearing through space to cross it.

It took less than ten minutes to travel from the Heavenly Court to the Northern Underworld.

As the new stronghold of the demon race, the God of Slaughter in the Northern Underworld made no attempt to conceal his aura.

Therefore, as soon as they stopped, the demon saints and demon gods of the demon race appeared in front of Huang Tian, ​​led by the ten princes of the Golden Crow, and vaguely surrounded Huang Tian, ​​Hou Tu, and the God of Slaughter.

But after seeing the face of the God of Slaughter, the other demon saints and demon gods didn't think much of it, but Bai Ze was greatly shocked.

Bai Ze knows all things and can predict good and bad fortune. When the great calamity comes, even sages cannot predict it as well as he can.

But when facing Huangtian, Houtu, and the God of Slaughter, Bai Ze discovered that his innate divine power had lost its effect and he could not calculate anything.

Bai Ze refused to believe in superstition and wanted to continue calculating, but a huge shadow immediately rose in his mind, making him tremble all over, his hair stand on end, and he dared not look directly at Huang Tian, ​​Hou Tu, and the God of Slaughter.

His intuition told him that he couldn't deduce it, or he would die.

Therefore, while Bai Ze was giving a wink to the group of demon saints and demon gods, he spoke before Lu Ya, the tenth prince of the Golden Crow, could:

"Welcome, fellow Daoists, to the Northern Underworld."

"My demon race has thoroughly explored the Northern Darkness Land. If you three fellow Daoists do not mind, I am willing to guide you."

Upon hearing this, all the demon saints and demon gods were shocked.

The demon gods who were looking at Huangtian, Houtu, and the God of Slaughter had changed, and all of them showed a kind face.

They weren't stupid. Bai Ze had adopted such a humble attitude, which clearly meant that these three were not people they could afford to offend.

Huang Tian smiled slightly and commented quite objectively, "Not bad, you know what's good for you."

"Summon Kunpeng to come out and see me. I need to speak with him."

After obtaining the Luo Shu, Kunpeng remained in seclusion to cultivate.

Therefore, upon hearing Huang Tian's words, not a single demon saint or demon god spoke.

Although they feared the power of the God-King of Slaughter, they would never betray their fellow countrymen because of it.

Not to mention, the current Kunpeng is no exaggeration to say that it is the purple-gold beam supporting the sea and the white jade pillar supporting the sky of the demon race.

Seeing this, Huang Tian's face turned cold: "Don't be ungrateful. I'll only say the same thing once."

"Hmph!" Demon Saint Guiche sneered: "Human junior, don't think that just because you have the backing of the Styx Master and Taiqing Laozi, two saints, you can boss my demon race around."

"Saints are powerful, but my demon race also has the goddess Nuwa."

"If you utter another arrogant word, don't blame me for making sure you don't leave alive."

"Hahaha..." Huang Tian laughed loudly, "Interesting, you actually dare to threaten me."

"God King, make your move and teach them a lesson!"

"Let them know who's the boss."

"Yes, young master." The God of Slaughter nodded, his hand forming a sword finger, and a dark red sword aura burst forth from his body, shooting towards the ghost carriage.

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