Hu~

It was as if a cold current swept through, freezing heaven and earth, causing all things to gradually wither.

Miesheng stood in the void, his expression flickering, revealing a change for the first time, its meaning difficult to discern.

Within his indifferent gaze, he reflected heaven and earth, all things, all phenomena, and that towering, vast river.

He could see the Taiji millstone slowly turning above the Earth Immortal Dao, spreading qi seeds, trying to reverse heaven and earth...

He could see that three-eyed little god cautiously spying on him, and the fearful gazes of the emperors of the Divine Court and the strong of the various sects...

He could also see the ripples on the long river, the spirits of the mountains and lands he had awakened, vying for supremacy with the imprints of the Dao.

And faintly, he glimpsed the terrifying hurricane raging in the depths of the river of time and space, oscillating between all time and space.

That was a battle destined to be seen by only a few, colliding in ways that ordinary people could never understand.

Within it,

was the person he had been waiting for for a long time...

"He doesn't allow it..."

Miesheng's expression flickered for a moment, but then slowly closed again, and reopened:

"Then we'll have to,

fight first!"

With that, Miesheng's expression returned to calm, and his aura, already extremely powerful, rose again.

In just a few moments, it had soared to a terrifying height that made Yang Jian and the emperors pale.

"He?!"

Yang Jian's heart shook, and the heavenly eye in his brow throbbed with pain. He vaguely felt that the Old Buddha's aura had risen to an extremely terrifying level.

Even beyond the realm of creation!

"To attain the Dao, one must first slay the demon fetus... but who is that demon fetus?"

His hands, which had been behind his back, slowly reached out and opened. Miesheng's expression became even more indifferent, so indifferent that it seemed he had lost all the emotions and fluctuations that a living being should have:

"You, I, and he are one, with the same obsessions, the same cognitions, the same memories, the same joys, sorrows, and angers..."

In the void, sound waves echoed, rumbling.

At the same time, rays of indescribable, dazzling light slowly lit up within him, overflowing outwards.

Extremely brilliant light bloomed slowly in the extremely deep void.

"My original surname was also An!"

Accompanied by a slightly wistful sigh.

The Earth Immortal Dao and even all living beings in the various realms felt a flash before their eyes. In a trance, they seemed to see another pure white sphere of light in the depths of the void.

Slowly rising!

It rose like the sun, but under the reflection of the dark void, it looked like a ‘moon’ that had never appeared in the heavens!

What was that?!

In a corner of the void, the emperors of the Jin Xuan clan, forced back tens of thousands of miles by Miesheng's aura, contracted violently, their minds filled with disbelief.

They had lived long enough and seen enough, and in that instant of light, they saw more than Yang Jian.

Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, they seemed to see, in the depths of that sphere of light,

grass, trees, sand, stones, mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, fish, insects, and even the stars in the sky.

Its size could not be measured, but it had already broken away from the category of dimensions, as if it were another world!

"You have lost your reverence for him, and there is no restraint in your heart..."

Looking at the sphere of light that illuminated the void like the moon in the sky, Bodhi sighed, a flash of dimness in his eyes: "Is it finally going to come to this..."

He and Miesheng were originally two sides of the same coin, both derived from An Qisheng's self-severed primordial spirit.

Before entering the Huangtian dream, sensing the ferocity of Huangtian, An Qisheng severed ninety-nine percent of his primordial spirit and plunged it into Huangtian.

On that day, above Huangtian, meteor showers came from beyond the sky, scattered in the various realms, lands, and even time and space.

And he and Miesheng, hidden in thousands of fragments, one holding the Da Yan Tian Tong, and the other holding the Creation, came to this time and space.

At that time, Miesheng went first, while he was enveloped in the demonic aura of that great demon and descended into the mountains.

Becoming a bodhi tree that had been struck by lightning and was about to die.

He was undoubtedly lucky. Although he was far away from the mortal world, he had avoided being tracked down again and again.

What exactly happened to Miesheng, even he did not know.

The two had also sat down and discussed many things, but the completely different experiences and environments eventually led them to drift apart...

Until now, it seemed that there was no reconciliation.

"He cut out you and me, does he really not know today? No, he knows better than anyone, but he still did it...

Isn't it just for Lao Dan's saying 'Slay the demon fetus to become the divine fetus'?"

Blooming brilliance flowed far and wide in the void, Miesheng's tone becoming more and more ethereal:

"Can he, but you and I cannot?"

Bodhi was silent, seemingly speechless for a moment.

Qiaodamo chewed on the dialogue between the two, and an incredible idea gradually arose in his heart.

'This Bodhi Daoist and that Old Buddha of Sumeru are both Patriarchs?!'

This idea was too incredible, even with Qiaodamo's current state of mind, it couldn't help but stir up stormy waves, and even disbelief.

But...

Qiaodamo's throat蠕动for a moment, his mouth seeming dry.

"You're wrong..."

After a moment of silence, Bodhi shook his head. The old Daoist's voice was as uncertain and unpredictable as his figure:

"He is he, you are you, and I am only me, that's all. Why are you so执着(zhízhuó, attached)?"

"You and I ultimately follow different Daos..."

Miesheng sighed slightly, his slowly opened hands as heavy and immeasurable as if they were supporting the sky:

"I, am stronger than you..."

"And stronger than him!"

Screech~~~

Bodhi did not move, did not answer. While Qiaodamo's expression changed, he heard a shocking, cloud-stopping cry from the northernmost part of the heavens and earth.

"Hmph!"

Yang Jian's hand holding the three-pointed, double-edged blade trembled. He suddenly turned his head and saw a brilliant, five-colored divine light rising from the northernmost part of heaven and earth.

Like the sharpest heavenly sword in the world, it cut open the chaotic heaven and earth, the five elements of yin and yang, and reached the highest point of the heavens.

Whoosh whoosh!

In the hunting wind, a red-clothed youth carrying a five-colored intertwined divine sword strode from the northernmost part of heaven and earth.

His speed was unmatched in the world.

It seemed that in less than an instant, he had traversed hundreds of millions of miles of void.

His person was like a painting, like an immortal, capturing all the spirituality of heaven and earth. His figure was slender and upright like a mountain, possessing an air of disdain and an unbelievably fierce aura.

As he strode forward, even though heaven and earth were still rumbling and shaking, as if other great powers were appearing in the world, everyone's gaze was still captured by him.

"Peacock... the number one demon of all ages, he, he's still alive?!"

"I heard that this peerless great demon was suppressed under Sumeru, how could he be?"

"He, he has also appeared?!"

At the edge of the void, the emperors of the Jin Xuan clan retreated again, their faces grave and ugly.

This day was destined to be an unforgettable day for all the creation-level experts.

Creation-level beings surpassed longevity and ascended to immortality. They were the most top-notch existences in the ancient epochs, let alone near-saints.

Once they appeared in the world, heaven and earth would be shaken, and all creatures would bow down to them.

But today, whether it was creation or near-saint, they had become dim and dull.

"Miesheng, do you really think you are invincible?"

The red-clothed youth looked down on the four extremes, surveying heaven and earth, his gaze cold and overbearing.

It wasn't until he looked at the illusory figure of Bodhi that the disdainful and rebellious air that lingered between his brows dissipated, turning into gentleness and respect:

"Teacher, this disciple is late!"

"You shouldn't have come..."

Looking at his most rebellious disciple, Bodhi's gaze flashed with intolerance, heartache: "If your Shibo (shī bó, senior martial uncle) were to see you, he would probably like you very much..."

"How can this disciple allow Teacher to be so humiliated?"

Kong Que stood in the void, bowed three times to his teacher, then swept his gaze across all parts of heaven and earth, and said coldly:

"I have been lost in time and space for many years, but you useless trash have always been in heaven and earth, yet you just let this bald donkey humiliate Teacher like this?!"

"Are you really so afraid of death?!"

Boom!

Kong Que spoke angrily, a long cry, and heaven and earth shook and rumbled. Countless mountains and rivers collapsed and shattered.

"Bullshit!"

In the Eastern Victory Land, the four-foot fierce ape had just smashed a ten-thousand-zhang high mountain patched with array patterns with a punch, and took out a furry arm from below.

Hearing this, he was immediately furious and roared. He stomped his feet, and his figure suddenly began to expand. In an instant, his head had disappeared into the clouds.

"Miesheng, you old bald donkey!"

The giant ape stepped on the Eastern Victory Land with one foot and the Western He Land with the other. It was hundreds of millions of zhang tall, grabbed a ten-thousand-mile divine mountain in its hand and waved it, endless golden light bursting out of its eyes:

"You dare to insult my teacher!!!"

Roar!

Without precedence, a cry that resembled a dragon and a snake also rose.

The Northern Ju Mountains collapsed, and a hideous giant snake as thick as a celestial star rose from the ground, like a dragon soaring from an abyss, spewing out a torrent of ink-black divine power:

"I, have long lived enough..."

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Kong Que's long cry was anger, but it was also a great divine power to break the forbidden. As its sound waves echoed, heaven and earth followed suit.

One hideous and powerful great demon after another stepped out from all parts of heaven and earth, from one forbidden place after another, issuing earth-shattering roars.

Giant蟒(mǎng, python), giant crocodile, giant ape,狸猫(lí māo, leopard cat), 熊罴(xióng pí, brown bear), giant tiger.

Six great demon gods broke out of the forbidden and vented the anger and killing intent that had been suppressed for countless years towards the Old Buddha of the Void:

"Those who insult my teacher, die, die, die!"

"Moo!"

As the six great demons roared in extreme anger, each vented their peerless great divine powers towards the void.

Underneath an overturned mountain somewhere, a ignorant water buffalo was inexplicably angry and could not help but open its mouth and roar angrily.

In the next instant, a illusory and powerful image of a 牛魔 (niú mó, bull demon) also burst forth between heaven and earth.

The bull demon stepped on the ground and supported the sky.

The jet-black bull horns burst out with a chaotic, silent light of death.

Rumble!

Southern Zhan, Great Zhou, Imperial Capital.

Under the cover of various Dao-infused arrays, the Imperial Capital suddenly trembled violently. In just an instant, before anyone could react,

the entire Imperial Capital had risen into the air.

"Not good!"

Ceng San's heart shook, and he burst out his mana, activating the great array to protect the Imperial Capital.

Turning back, he saw a bright, two-headed, slender rod disappearing into the air with a tremor.

This rod was the Panlong Peak that supported the number one city in the world!

Once, it was also called Lingyang Rod.

"You..."

Seeing the reappearance of his disciples, Bodhi was happy, but even more so, he was sad: "You, shouldn't be like this..."

"Teacher taught us so much, now, it is time for us to repay..."

Kong Que knelt down on both knees, kowtowing heavily, and a dazzling five-colored divine light had already burst out.

It even turned into a huge five-colored millstone above the long sky, completely swallowing the great divine powers erupted by the great demons:

"Teacher, for the sake of this disciple, kill this bald donkey!"

As the voice echoed, Kong Que's figure trembled and had already dissipated into heaven and earth, leaving only a vast and bright broken long river lingering for a few moments at the place where he disappeared.

It also disappeared into that five-colored millstone.

In the last moment, there seemed to be a very tall youth, holding an ancient scroll, turning around and bowing deeply.

"浩然 (hào rán, vast and righteous) Long River..."

Qiaodamo sighed in his heart.

The auras of these great demons were extremely powerful, but after all, they could not get rid of the fact that they had only a wisp of obsession left.

They were already dead.

Seventy thousand years ago, they died.

No fake death to escape the world, no rebirth after tribulation, only true death can not be concealed from the six saints who observe the heavens like looking at the patterns in their palms.

Kong Que was like this, and so were the great demons. The restrictions that bound them were never unbreakable.

They hesitated to break the forbidden, just because,

breaking the forbidden meant death!

"My disciples..."

Qiaodamo's body trembled, and a figure that was difficult to determine was剥离(bō lí, separated) from his body.

He sighed, tears streaming down his face.

He walked step by step towards the five-colored intertwined ball of light.

Da Yan Tian Tong was an extremely powerful divine power, and it was not inferior to the Entering the Dream of the Great Thousand and the Creation Divine Powers.

However, precisely because it was extremely powerful, it had great constraints.

This constraint was not in the divine power itself, but in himself.

This divine power could never deduce divine powers beyond his own cognition, so he divided the divine power he wanted to deduce into ten parts.

And granted it to his ten disciples respectively...

He only thought that his disciples would one day comprehend the 'Saint-level divine power' that he wanted to deduce, but he did not expect...

"Da Yan Tian Tong..."

Miesheng, who had not made any movements since Kong Que appeared, had ripples in the depths of his eyes.

Of course, he understood the power of Da Yan Tian Tong, and he also knew that Bodhi was deducing a divine power king that surpassed all divine powers of the past and present.

He was very curious.

He was very curious about what kind of incredible divine power he could deduce.

"...You and I were born in an almost impossible coincidence, but in this world, which living being is born easily..."

Bodhi murmured to himself.

He stood in front of the ball of light, not moving forward, and with a wave of his hand, he had already grasped the Lingyang Rod that had破空(pò kōng, broken through the air) from Southern Zhan.

"If your Dao is to be achieved by destroying all living beings. Then..."

Bodhi raised his hand and heavily struck down with the rod, hitting the ball of light ten thousand miles in front of him, which was intertwined with five colors and蕴氲(yùn yūn, dense) with Dao meaning:

"Then I will make this, all heavens without Dao!"