Chapter 1 "Jiuzhou..."

Qi Cang was slightly stunned, then felt a缥缈(piao miao) invisible, yet extremely familiar aura emanating from Sun En.

Was that the 'Di Ding' (Earth Cauldron)?

Why were there only nine?

A sense of trepidation arose in his heart. He didn't need to ask; as the last person to follow Emperor Yuan Yang, Sun En must have received enlightenment from the Great Emperor.

Recalling the unparalleled demeanor of Emperor Yuan Yang in his memories, Qi Cang's mind became active.

Could such an existence truly fade into oblivion?

Suppressing the trepidation in his heart, Qi Cang stood up tall: "Since Brother Sun has such aspirations, Qi will certainly follow!"

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Sunrise and sunset, the birth and death of all beings, the flourishing and withering of vegetation.

The long river of time flowed relentlessly forward, seeming to pause for no one. In the blink of an eye, another eight hundred years had passed.

Eight hundred years were but a fleeting moment for heaven and earth, yet the world had undergone tremendous changes. The true arrival of the Grand Era was like the sounding of the horn for the struggle for supremacy.

The disappearance of the great mountain that had loomed overhead allowed the geniuses of the world to relax and radiate their brilliance.

On the first day of the Grand Era, Chu Mengyao, Yuan Duxiu, and Feng Xinglie all advanced to the Tongtian (Heavenly Connection) realm. In the three hundredth year of the Grand Era, a dragon roared in the ocean, soaring through the sea of thunder.

The Dragon race's genius, Long Aotian, reached the Tongtian realm after the three!

The thunder sea churned, and its vast aura shook the four seas and Jiuzhou (Nine Provinces), attracting countless gazes. On that day, ten thousand dragons soared into the sky to protect him.

The Dragon race, which had been weak for many years, seemed to be experiencing a surge of fortune. Ten thousand dragons paid homage, each offering their inverse scales to adorn the new Dragon King's armor.

That day, the dragon's roar never ceased, and the air surged like monstrous waves.

Several years later, Buddhist light soared into the sky from the endless desert. A grand Buddha figure sat cross-legged in the desert, its head raised high, piercing the clouds.

Amidst the rolling thunder tribulations, a compassionate palm print rose from the earth to the heavens, shaking the thunder.

One genius after another emerged, and one rising star after another surpassed their predecessors. Many powerful physiques that had disappeared into the long river of time reappeared in the world.

The Grand Era seemed to have truly arrived.

Time was merciless, eroding everything. Eight hundred years had passed, and generations of rising stars had emerged, causing repeated discussions among the people. Except for some old masters.

Yuan Yang, who had dominated an era eight hundred years ago, seemed to have been completely forgotten.

"The teacher once said that ordinary people return to the earth, and cultivators return to the heavens. Unfortunately, there are now only nine cauldrons. It is very difficult to reform the earth veins, refine the seventy-two layers of earth, sever the connection between heaven and earth..."

In Pingzhou, in a mountain range that stretched for countless miles, Sun En placed a bronze cauldron and muttered to himself, sighing in his heart.

This cauldron was the last one.

After eight hundred years, he had finally traveled all over Jiuzhou (Nine Provinces), found the most important places in the earth veins, and planted nine cauldrons.

This journey had not been easy.

The place where the earth veins converged must be a place where spiritual energy gathered and outstanding talents emerged. In this era of flourishing fortune, it was an unparalleled holy land.

This could be seen from the fact that outside the mountains, countless cultivators with unsightly expressions lingered, unwilling to leave.

"Now that the nine cauldrons have been placed, only the four seas and the endless desert remain, which will be even more difficult than now."

Qi Cang's expression was slightly solemn: "Compared to this, casting the cauldrons is not a major issue. I have already understood the refining method of the Di Ding (Earth Cauldron), and I have found seven or eight out of ten of the materials."

The human race occupied seven of the Jiuzhou (Nine Provinces), one province was occupied by the demon race, and one province was a gathering place for various small races. The placement of the nine cauldrons in Jiuzhou (Nine Provinces) was not a major obstacle.

Among the human heroes, Feng Xinglie was stationed in Longzhou, Yuan Duxiu spanned Dongzhou, and Chu Mengyao was based in Zhongzhou. The three giants divided the world.

With the tacit consent of the three, there would naturally not be too much difficulty.

Because in the land of Jiuzhou (Nine Provinces), apart from these three, there was almost no one who could rival the two of them working together.

But the four seas and the endless desert were different.

In the瀚海(Han Hai) lands, Emperor Maitreya descended like a Buddha, dominating the area. In the four seas, the Dragon race reigned supreme. Long Aotian had fought Yuan Duxiu several times, retreating but never defeated.

Not to mention, among the endless islands in the four seas, there was also the凤(Feng) race genius.

That was where the real difficulty lay.

Not to mention that Sun En had not taken the last step, even if he did, it would be extremely difficult to achieve.

Without truly subduing the four seas, the strength of those three in the desert, even if he planted the Di Ding (Earth Cauldron), would still be easily removed!

Sun En was ultimately not Yuan Yang.

Recalling the scene of the Di Ding (Earth Cauldron) falling in his previous life, Qi Cang felt emotional. In his memory, Emperor Yuan Yang had only flicked his fingers, and the fourteen Di Ding (Earth Cauldron) had already fallen into the four seas, Jiuzhou (Nine Provinces), and the endless desert.

How could there be any obstacles?

What he had accomplished with a flick of his finger, the two of them had spent eight hundred years on, and had only done half of it...

The difference between them could not be described in words.

"You have learned the refining of the Di Ding (Earth Cauldron)?"

Sun En's eyes lit up slightly, and a weight fell from his heart. His expression became a little more relaxed: "In that case, as long as we subdue the Dragon, Feng, and Buddha, the teacher's instructions will be largely accomplished."

People's joys and sorrows are not the same, and their thoughts are even more different.

Qi Cang was worried about the three heroes who were ranked in the top ten of the Tongtian (Heavenly Connection) Pagoda, while Sun En was worried about the refining method of the Di Ding (Earth Cauldron).

No one was omnipotent, and neither was he.

What he was worried about was only the Di Ding (Earth Cauldron).

"You..."

Qi Cang was stunned at first, then somewhat moved: "Are you going to break through that step?"

After eight hundred years of dragons rising from the land, Gu Yi was still a top expert in Jiuzhou (Nine Provinces), but he was different from before. Only those who were conferred kings were considered absolute peaks.

"Almost."

Sun En nodded slightly.

The Tongtian (Heavenly Connection) realm was naturally extremely difficult, but as early as eight hundred years ago, he had already touched the threshold. Not entering it was not because he could not.

He looked towards the four seas, faintly feeling the dragon aura that was not concealed in the slightest:

"You wait here and refine the Di Ding (Earth Cauldron). I will go talk to that dragon..."

After saying that, Sun En flicked his sleeves and was about to break through the air.

But he was stopped by Qi Cang, who reached out his hand: "Wait!"

"If you go, we should go together."

Qi Cang's mind was clear, and he learned from past mistakes.

Emperor Yuan Yang did not untie the connection between his and Yuan Duxiu's fates. Although there had been no disasters in these eight hundred years, he was still extremely careful.

He was afraid that Sun En would leave and might not be able to find Long Aotian, and he would instead run into him.

"Brother Qi is still so careful..."

Sun En smiled dumbly, but before he could say anything to dissuade him, his heart suddenly moved, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the sky.

Boom!

In the starry sea, endless light and heat burst forth. At first glance, it was incomparably dazzling, like two suns in the sky, equally radiant!

"That is..."

Sun En's pupils shrank, reflecting the appearance of the starry sky.

It was a desolate and barren space, with a 'black hole' that was darker than space. There were no stars outside, nor any celestial bodies.

That was the 'black hole' ruins left over from the previous Thunder Tribulation War, from the initial endless stream of people to the later desolation.

At this time, endless light and heat were spilling outside the black hole, and terrifying flames licked the void, as if to burn the universe!

In the great sun, a person was sitting cross-legged, his aura extremely powerful. It was Yuan Duxiu.

"Yuan Duxiu..."

Qi Cang also saw the figure like the sun in the sky, and felt complicated: "I heard that he has been outside that starry sky for eight hundred years. It has been difficult for him..."

The ruins of the previous Thunder Tribulation War had initially attracted countless people to explore, some to find out the life and death of Yuan Yang, and some to seek opportunities and inheritance.

But eight hundred years had passed, and it was no longer being paid attention to.

Only Yuan Duxiu had been sitting in front of the black hole, waiting, accumulating, as if he had not given up, or had never given up.

"Great Sun Heavenly Son?! Yuan Duxiu is burning his blood energy to the limit. What, what does he want to do?"

"Eight hundred years have passed, and he is still not giving up, wanting to explore the whereabouts of Yuan Yang? I don't know what the relationship between the two is, to make him so persistent!"

"Could it be that King Yuan Yang is really not dead?!"

The great sun crossed the sky, shaking the world!

Eight hundred years had passed, and no one in Dongzhou, or even Jiuzhou (Nine Provinces) and the starry sea forces, did not recognize Yuan Duxiu.

This was the most outstanding giant in the world today.

Naturally, there were also people who were constantly paying attention to his information. Seeing him fully recovering in the starry sea and burning his blood energy, they were all greatly shocked.

Even more people rose into the air, climbed to the dome, and peered at the ruins from across the starry sea.

Whoosh~

Flames raged in the starry sky, and the void rippled like tides, surging in all directions, truly like a great sun recovering to the limit.

"Hoo!"

In the raging fire, Yuan Duxiu slowly opened his eyes, and a hard-to-describe look appeared in his eyes, which were brighter than the stars:

"Eight hundred years, I don't believe you are really dead..."

Although it was a whisper, his will was like lightning piercing the void, and his voice was like thunder resounding in the starry sky.

Bang!

The meteorite beneath him instantly shattered.

In the desolate starry sky, Yuan Duxiu rose like the sun, and his vast blood energy swept the endless void. His aura continued to increase, until it climbed to the top.

In the terrifying blood energy and divine light, Yuan Duxiu exhaled, stepped forward, and gathered all his divine power on his arms and ten fingers.

As he slowly kneaded and pushed, it seemed that the stars in the sky were moving.

Buzz~

The laws of the starry sea intertwined, shaking the sky.

With an extremely dazzling divine light erupting, it seemed that the heavens and stars were all making sounds at this moment!

"Great Sun Yuanqi Cannon!"

At this moment, the world paled in comparison, as if the great sun, which had existed since ancient times, had exhausted hundreds of millions of years of life and burst forth with this moment of brilliance!

Under the illumination of the powerful divine light, countless onlookers only felt a white light in front of them, and they lost their ability to capture colors.

Only a few people were able to penetrate the illusion and see the pillar of divine light spanning the starry sea, like a rainbow piercing the sun.

With an extremely powerful posture, it crashed into the 'black hole' sealed by invisible forces.

Buzz!

The greatest sound is silent, the greatest form is formless!

Even a strong man like Sun En could not capture the collision at this moment. Even Chu Mengyao, Feng Xinglie, and others, who were watching closely, had a moment of distraction.

After a moment, or perhaps an eternity.

A deafening collision sounded, accompanied by terrifying ripples that seemed to stir up a cosmic storm!

Boom!

The sound of this collision was so terrifying.

Across countless miles of space, the many great formations on the Imperial Continent were alarmed, and many surrounding stars were shaken out of their orbits!

"He's desperate?"

In the land of Longzhou, Feng Xinglie stood up tall, reached out his hand to grasp the Thunder Blade, and appeared in the starry sky without any action.

He stared at the terrifying collision ripples. Yuan Duxiu's clothes were dancing wildly, and hideous wounds appeared on his powerful body.

In an instant, it was as if he had been cut into pieces by thousands of knives. The blood of the sacred body spilled across millions of miles of the starry sky, crushing a large area of the starry sky.

But he seemed unaware.

Before the extremely terrifying collision aftermath had dissipated, he stepped forward again, and his bloodied, bone-revealing fists clenched tightly.

He fired another 'Great Sun Yuanqi Cannon'!

Boom!

The collisions were higher than the last. Even a tyrant like Feng Xinglie was moved at this moment, and he took a step forward, about to draw his sword.

Then, after a loud noise, Yuan Duxiu was thrown far away. In the dazzling divine light, his body was almost dismembered!

Clang!

Metal collided!

As Yuan Duxiu was thrown away, he looked up and saw a sudden change in the black hole. A pair of eyes lit up, like the sun and moon in the sky.

"Did he succeed?"

This thought flashed through Yuan Duxiu's mind.

But before he could feel joy, a trace of unfamiliar, chilling indifference and coldness suddenly appeared in those eyes.

Yuan Duxiu's heart was shocked, and he was swept out of the starry sky by the ripples.

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