Covering the Heavens: Its fortune endures forever, sweeping across all heavens.

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Qin Tian stood amidst the chaos, having already uttered that famous saying.

Naturally, a new world must be established beyond the nine heavens to serve as a place for preaching.

As Qin Tian had a thought, an eternal radiance shone forth from the three inches in front of him, and a stream of light flew out from it, transforming into an ancient Pangu Banner, its sharpness fully revealed, exuding the aura of creation.

The mere existence of it caused chaos to crack; this is a possibility, a weapon for proving the Dao of a future Qin Tian.

In his youth, he always wanted to forge countless divine weapons to create a royal treasure trove.

To this end, he successively refined several weapons, including the Taiji Diagram, the Seven Star Sword, the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda, and the Reincarnation Millstone.

Looking across all the heavens and myriad realms, this weapon is already quite abundant.

However, the creation of the King's Treasury is still a long way off. But with the opening of the sixth secret realm, past wishes were fulfilled directly, which once again proves one thing.

That is, the Great Dao is the hope of all living beings, the ultimate dream of all living beings.

Then the Heaven-Opening Banner collapsed, transforming into the Order Chain, which connected the Yin and Yang energies, evolving the principle of turbidity and purity.

Qin Tian pointed at the void again, and the Yin and Yang energies intertwined and merged, transforming into a scroll that exuded an ancient and unchanging aura, giving the feeling of suppressing the present world and maintaining the era.

This is not a weapon, but a principle, the reasoning of the time before heaven and earth were created, before chaos was divided into yin and yang. It describes the order and rules from beginning to end, and then from nothing to something.

This Tai Chi diagram extends into a pure and flawless golden bridge to the other shore, thoroughly sorting out the rules and primordial energy of the entire universe.

A brand new world was born, towering above the nine heavens, existing in chaos, known as the Outer Heaven!

Purple Heaven!

From the very beginning of the creation of heaven and earth, auspicious omens abounded, and divine light filled the sky. This auspicious energy descended from the heavens, transforming into wisps of mist that hung down.

Like rain, it drips onto the skin of living beings, and then disappears without a trace as if it evaporates, merging into the bodies of living beings.

All living beings, regardless of their level of cultivation or racial differences, are bathed in the light of heaven. The sick are cured, the paralyzed rise up, and the unimpeded become strong and healthy.

It brought a sense of great peace to all living beings.

All living beings who glimpsed the birth of this world had the name of this world appear in their minds with divine clarity.

"We kowtow in gratitude to the Immortal King!"

All directions were silent, and then countless living beings bowed in this direction, making devout worship.

A brilliant and fervent power of faith surged, and the entire heavens and earth chanted a single name.

Clusters of faith power converged like a long river to the heavens beyond, filling the Purple Heaven and transforming into an incomparably magnificent Milky Way of faith, in which one great star after another was born.

The Immortal King's kindness can never be repaid!

The next moment, an endless panorama appeared, like a slowly drawn curtain, gradually revealing a corner of a vast and magnificent world!

This is an incomparably magnificent world, with the Azure Dragon swinging its tail, the Vermilion Bird burning the sky, the Black Tortoise striding forward, and the White Tiger roaring.

Amidst the longing gazes of countless people, three thousand golden roads stretched from the outer heavens to the nine heavens and ten earths.

In an instant, holy springs gushed from the earth, golden lotuses descended from the sky, phoenixes danced in the air, auspicious colors shone in thousands, divine rainbows stretched for thousands of miles, five colors appeared in profusion, seven colors shone brightly, and all kinds of auspicious omens flowed continuously.

"The golden bridge to the other shore has arrived!"

"Those who are destined can cross the bridge and enter the heavens beyond the heavens!"

The Daoist voice resounded spontaneously in the void, sacred and incomparable. Although there were only three thousand Golden Bridges to the Other Shore, they took away more than three thousand people; the actual number far exceeded three thousand.

Most of them are independent cultivators, and they are generally weak due to a lack of resources and cultivation techniques.

This makes them inconspicuous in the heavens and earth, but in reality, their talents are not weak, and they easily passed the test of the Golden Bridge to the other shore.

After all, compared to the long-lived families, the number of independent cultivators is simply too large. With such a vast number, there will always be a few geniuses emerging.

People like Shi Hao and Shi Yi are actually not much different from ordinary rogue cultivators.

Of the three thousand golden bridges, a considerable portion extends to the remote imperial pass, where war and fire are the most challenging experiences for the most outstanding talents.

The golden bridge descended, carrying away a considerable number of warriors and prodigies, as well as all the supreme beings except for Jin Taijun.

Jin Taijun was left alone, her face ashen, facing the strange looks from the other soldiers.

Everyone else has been picked up... but you're the only one who hasn't? What could be the reason? I don't understand. It can't be because you're too incompetent, can it?

.........

The Golden Bridge on the Other Shore returned to the Purple Heaven, bringing with it a considerable number of cultivators, numbering in the millions.

Even though Qin Tian relaxed the conditions again and again, only a million people still met the criteria.

It sounds like a lot, but compared to the trillions of people in this era, it's not much at all; it's just a drop in the ocean.

Upon arriving at Zixiao Heaven, everyone couldn't help but peer out. It was an ancient yet magnificent Daoist temple. Everywhere one looked, there was chaotic energy, flowing with the atmosphere of the pre-primordial era. The innate spiritual energy was so dense that it was impossible to dissipate.

The moment a being steps into this realm, a simple breath brings forth a surge of pure, primordial energy, healing hidden injuries, stabilizing cultivation, and strengthening its origin.

"This is the primordial energy of creation, which can purify the origin and enhance the innate qualities of living beings."

A member of a prestigious family was extremely envious; he recognized this divine object.

This is a type of primordial energy of heaven and earth, with miraculous effects, capable of enhancing the innate qualities of living beings.

If an infant is baptized, it is enough to mold him into a prodigy comparable to the first generation.

This is extremely rare in this day and age.

Right now, the amount of primordial energy is so great that millions of living beings are absorbing it all at once, and it shows no signs of decreasing in the short term.

They descended from the golden bridge and stepped forward, their feet firmly planted on solid ground. There were no laws prohibiting air travel here; flying was permitted.

But they still walked step by step on their own two feet to pay homage to the Celestial King, for their hearts were filled with longing for him, as if facing the sun.

They are different from the supreme beings of later generations, who are the second and third in heaven and earth, and I am the eldest.

Although the powerful figures of this generation have never seen the Celestial King, the ancient texts passed down from the Celestial Era still warn this group of future generations about the immense power of the Celestial King.

One person can destroy an entire world!

Soon after, they came to see a palace.

The palace stands high in the sky, with clouds rising below, filled with rosy light and auspicious energy.

It is filled with exotic flowers and rare herbs, brimming with vitality. Each plant is a divine medicine, with clear patterns on it, like inscriptions of the heavens, divine objects born from the creation of the world.

Now, without any wind, the branches and leaves are swaying gently, breathing in and out the pure, primordial energy of the heavens.

The purple-gold bricks and tiles, made of an unknown material, exude an aura of immortality, and bear the three characters "Zixiao Palace," flowing with countless Daoist charms.

Everyone quickened their pace and entered the palace.

Upon closer inspection, a cloud platform sits in the center of the palace, with various mysterious symbols of the Great Dao carved on the surrounding walls. These are the innate Dao patterns born when heaven and earth were created.

Once the cultivators' gazes fell upon it, they found it difficult to look away, drawn in by the Daoist essence it contained.

Below the cloud platform, there are three rows of prayer cushions arranged in order, with only six cushions in the first row.

The second row has a relatively larger number of prayer cushions, with eighty-one, while the third row has the most, numbering in the millions.

The million prayer cushions were arranged in three rows, yet the palace did not appear crowded. For Qin Tian, ​​turning a short distance into an endless expanse was not a difficult task.

These three rows of prayer cushions make their meaning immediately clear.

"The most qualified will sit in the first row, the next most qualified in the second row, and the rest in the third row," the passerby said, explaining Qin Tian's intentions.

Upon hearing this, a surge of excitement rose in everyone's hearts, and a thought emerged in their minds.

If they were to ascend to the first row, would they impress the Celestial King, receive scriptures from him, or even become his disciples?

The moment this idea came out, everyone went crazy.

The way he looked at the prayer mat changed.

This is no longer a simple meditation cushion, but a ladder to becoming a disciple of the Celestial King, a key to a bright future.

As those chosen by the Golden Bridge on the other side, they were all quite talented and had once dominated their respective regions.

They were full of confidence, firmly believing that they could overcome all obstacles, sit on the golden futon, and become disciples of the Immortal King.

They charged towards the first row of prayer mats like madmen, ignoring even the innate Dao traces on the walls.

But these cushions are not so easy to sit on.

This is also a test, examining the aptitude of living beings; only those who pass can sit down.

Each of these exceptional talents struggled forward, their faces flushed and necks bulging, yet they couldn't move an inch, the futon still a long way off.

Only Shi Hao easily crossed the three rows of prayer mats and sat down cross-legged on the first purple-gold prayer mat, closing his eyes to rest and quietly waiting for Qin Tian's arrival.

"The first prayer cushion is gone!"

Although Shi Hao sat on the first prayer mat, the others were not in a hurry, after all, there were still five prayer mats to go.

Despite their efforts, they struggled to break through the space of the second row of prayer mats, let alone the first row.

Some people, seeing that they could not sit on the golden futon no matter what, were extremely anxious. The arrival of a Celestial King would surely change the current structure of the Nine Heavens.

The Immortal King is now giving a sermon, perhaps in order to recruit disciples. If they cannot become the Immortal King's disciples, they will inevitably lose their current status as a family of immortals and become a third-rate force in the universe.

This is unacceptable to them, who are used to being domineering and tyrannical.

Seeing that they couldn't break through the first row, they moved on to the second row.

The families of immortality couldn't help but feel anxious.

He immediately came up with a wicked idea and planned to use the same method he used to forcibly seize opportunities from rogue cultivators on Shi Hao.

Their gazes were fixed on Shi Hao. If the person in front voluntarily gave up their prayer mat and offered their seat to someone else, would the others be able to sit in the front row?

Although the chances are slim, this is a celestial king giving a sermon, which concerns the future of the Nine Heavens and has unlimited potential benefits. Even if it's just a slim chance, they are willing to take the gamble.

If they win the bet, they'll make a fortune and have a very high chance of becoming a disciple of a Celestial King. If they lose, it doesn't matter. They pride themselves on being a family of immortals, so offending a young man is no big deal; at most, they'll suffer for a while.

Although it was very risky, those immortal forces boasted that they had made great contributions to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Surely the Celestial King wouldn't punish them, the foundation of the Nine Heavens, for such a trivial matter.

Someone who witnessed this scene sneered, "Still stuck in the past, huh?"

"Do you think you're the ruler of the world, that even if you do something wrong, someone will protect you? They'll say a few words, lock you up for a couple of days, and then release you as soon as the storm passes!"

Upon witnessing this scene, the passerby sighed, "Times have changed!"

The Wang family members set their sights on Shi Hao and shouted, "Boy, get out of here right now!"

"What right do you have to occupy the front-row prayer cushion?"

The Wang family members shouted, "Quickly give up this futon!"

Without turning his head, Shi Hao pointed to the five prayer cushions beside him: "Aren't there five more prayer cushions here? If you want them, sit down!"

The Wang family cultivator's face was extremely ugly: "You!"

If Wang Changsheng could walk over, he wouldn't need you to let him; he could just sit on one of the other prayer cushions.

The Wang family cultivator paused for a moment, then continued, "Do you know who my ancestors were!"

"How would I know who your ancestors were? They weren't me!" Shi Hao said irritably.

"My ancestor was Wang Changsheng!" he shouted, then proudly raised his head, enjoying the change in the gazes and reverence of those around him, which made him very proud.

"How dare you, a mere junior, sit before my ancestor!" he shouted, pointing at Shi Hao.

"Get out of the way quickly!"

The three thousand Daozhou cultivators in the second row suppressed their laughter, watching the scene unfold with schadenfreude.

Out of some tacit understanding, none of the geniuses in the lower realms explained Shi Hao's situation, and the connection between the Three Thousand Dao States and the Upper Nine Heavens was not close.

The beings who descended to the three thousand provinces had never inquired about the relevant news.

Therefore, they were unaware that Shi Hao had a supreme expert behind him who could annihilate immortal beings.

If the Wang family found out, they would never dare to offend Lord Shi Hao.

With a mere wave of his hand, he annihilated a true immortal. Such a feat... is quite fitting for this god-like figure who created the world.

"If you're so capable, come and get it yourselves!" Shi Hao said indifferently as he sat upright on the first futon.

Chapter 616 The Birth of the First Dao Ancestor of the Chaotic Era