Chapter 1

Buzz~

Beneath the Bodhi tree, its branches and leaves swaying as if to blot out the sky, a Buddha sat in lotus position, his meditative chants permeating the universe.

The world trembled!

The Giant Buddha's golden body already spanned heaven and earth, yet it seemed small compared to the giant tree that crowned all the continents and seemed capable of filling the starry seas.

Buddha and tree, in perfect harmony, as if coexisting with heaven and earth.

"Is it him?"

"He, he didn't die after all? But back then…"

"No, there seems to be…"

In that instant, all within the Four Seas and Eight Desolations, the Four Extremes of the Universe, even the reclusive cultivators in many unknown lands, were moved.

After seventy thousand years, they once again felt that desolate and ancient, yet unforgettable aura.

Some were moved, some paled in horror, some were deeply apprehensive, and still others gazed at the old tree, unable to hold back tears…

Compared to the gods and Buddhas in the sky, the Bodhi Dao Ren's reputation was not prominent, yet in the hearts of many, this Daoist was the true number one under the Saints.

Not only because he combined the teachings of all sects, creating earth-shattering great divine powers, but also because his personally trained disciples were strong enough to be peerless.

Da Yu, Peacock, Confucian Sage, the Seven Great Demon Gods…

Among the near-Saints born in this Epoch, apart from the old Buddha of Sumeru and himself, all were his disciples!

Looking at the countless Epochs, such a grand occasion was unprecedented.

And the changes he brought were not limited to this. The Great Xia Dynasty, the Earth Gods, Confucianism, order... Even now, the origins of many things in the world stemmed from him.

Anyone who truly experienced that era could never forget such a giant.

And now, he reappeared?!

What about the Four Continents and the heavens, the Demon Domain and Sumeru?

Even in the dark and boundless outer chaos where a shocking battle was raging, some were drawn by this presence.

"Hmm?! Bodhi Dao Fruit?"

Di Yan's expression froze. He looked back at the old monk with a sorrowful and surprised expression, his eyes sharp: "How could this be?!"

Even now, they still didn't know who the Star Lord's pawn was, but this Bodhi Dao Ren was the most likely candidate.

In the past myriad Epochs, at most every one hundred and twenty thousand years, they would end everything, re-open the heavens and the earth. This was certainly a harvest, but also to eliminate any possible threats to their existence.

Until this Epoch, there had never been a mistake.

And seventy thousand years ago, it was this Dao Ren's sudden emergence that brought about unprecedented changes.

His power might be insignificant to them, but his actions made them feel threatened.

Therefore, seventy thousand years ago, he descended to the lower realm to suppress the Phoenix and also to sweep the universe, to suppress and kill the Bodhi's thoughts.

Only because the Sumeru Buddhist Sect was one step faster did he not take action.

But when his incarnation dissipated, he clearly searched heaven and earth, but did not find the slightest clue. That Bodhi might have an indestructible foundation.

However, its Dao Fruit must have dissipated.

How could this be?!

"Bodhi Dao Fruit…"

Amidst the layers of wisdom light, the sorrow on the old monk's face gradually faded, and he looked back at the Western Extremity as if aware:

"Junior Brother…"

A cool breeze rustled through Sumeru.

Beneath the old tree on the mountain peak, where colors shifted, the old Buddha also looked up. Seeing the gazes of the Saints cast down, he couldn't help but put his palms together and smile faintly:

"Good, good!"

That old Buddha?!

Di Yan's eyes narrowed, and the other Saints also seemed to realize something, and were shocked.

Looking at the divine figure walking in the chaos like the lord of stars, the king of gods, their eyes became even more apprehensive:

"So… it's him?!"

"Heaven and earth have spirit, and the heavens have Dao! You are only temporary pioneers, your qi is insufficient, your strength is not enough, yet you妄图to be the eternal overlords?"

The Star Lord spread his arms, as if to embrace the heavens and chaos:

"Do you think you are me?!"

Rumble!

In the chaos, starlight surged, erupting in all directions, crashing down on the six Saints.

The surging killing intent finally manifested.

"The demons from beyond the realm are indeed untrustworthy! But do you think you have us figured out?!"

"For twelve thousand Epochs, how can our foundation be shaken by a single pawn? What if you step into the 'Dao Extremity'?!"

"Why waste words? It's just… with me, I am invincible!"

"Then,

Kill!"

......

Rumble!

Hundreds of millions of miles of chaos trembled, countless ripples extinguished the infinitely derived dimensional void, and even shook the magnificent imperial worlds behind them.

A collision beyond anyone's imagination, after a moment of stagnation, erupted with a more violent posture.

It seemed that it would not end as easily as before.

......

"Bodhi Dao Ren?!"

Xuan Xiao's eyes narrowed, a monstrous wave rose in his heart, and a warning sign suddenly rose.

Could this one, who inherited the last qi of Sumeru, actually be the Bodhi Dao Ren's tribulation body?

Then who is this Hong Xuan Dao Ren?

No,

No!

In an instant, Xuan Xiao's thoughts raced, but it was only for a moment, he had already stepped down with a bang, shattering the thunder sea beneath him that was about to dissipate.

"Xuan, Xuan, Xuan!"

His ten fingers transformed, stirring up the wind and thunder, and from above the nine heavens, he once again drew down a Xuan colored thunderbolt, winding like a heavenly dragon, combined with the majestic magical power erupting from his body.

Abandoning Yang Jian in the Soaring Sky Battle Formation, he crashed towards the old Buddha who was looking down from under the Bodhi tree.

At the same time, he roared to the sky, the sound waves faster than thunder countless times, breaking through the void of the long sky in the instant of uttering, and disappearing into the dimensional space invisible to the naked eye.

"Profound Profound Nine Colors, Thunder Travels the Heavens! With my divine power, summon the thunder!"

"Fellow disciples, thunder rumbles the nine heavens!"

"Godly thunder of the heavens, refine and kill this fiend!"

Boom!

Rumble!

His voice vibrated, like heavenly music flowing down, reaching everywhere in an instant.

Almost in the instant that the thunder he drew flickered, a series of muffled and long thunder sounds rolled in from the depths of the void.

The speed of the sound surpassed human thought.

The grandeur of the sound waves shattered the boiling astral winds and air currents above the Four Continents and Four Seas, and resounded throughout the ultimate universe!

"The Nine Celestial Divine Thunder of the Daoist Sect!"

Hearing the sound of thunder that crisscrossed like morning bells and evening drums.

On the Great Zhou Heavenly Qi Platform, Long Xingyi's expression changed drastically, and he looked in horror and doubt at the towering giant tree beyond the distant horizon.

This was not the 'future' in his memory.

In his memory, the appearance of the Nine Great Dao Venerables of the Daoist sect was much later than any gods and Buddhas.

According to legend, the nine of them combined with the foundation of the entire Daoist sect, suppressed a peerless powerhouse for a full seventy thousand years, but were still broken through by its qi.

They were镇杀suppressed and killed in the dimensional void.

They didn't return from tribulation until countless tens of thousands of years later.

But at this time, they had not yet reached the day of tribulation, let alone the time of their birth, how dare they, how dare they?!

"Nine Celestial Thunder…"

Among the Great Zhou courtiers, Zeng San's pupils shrank when he saw this thunder.

The importance of the Nine Heavens to the Daoist sect was no less than that of the Sumeru Divine Peak!

It was not only the Nine Venerables of the Daoist sect, the nine great divine thunderous great divine powers, but also the means used by the first ancestor of the Daoist sect, that Heavenly Saint, to create the heavens and the earth!

Ancient legends say that the primordial spirit is immortal, and its lifespan is equal to that of the heavens, and the lifespan of the heavens is one hundred and twenty-nine thousand and six hundred years.

This is one Epoch, and also the lifespan of the heavens.

Only the Golden Immortals of Creation who surpass the primordial spirit's shackles can surpass this step and be immortal forever.

And every time the lifespan of heaven and earth ends, a Saint must take action to use great divine powers to create heaven and earth, continuing the broken path of heaven.

It is said that this is the Saint's great kindness to all things, and also one of the fundamental reasons why they are called Saints by the world.

But,

But…

Boom!

Thunder rumbled through the heavens.

In this instant, all the places with living beings in the Southern Continent, the Four Seas and Four Continents, and even the alien dimensions hidden in the void interlayers.

Were all shaken by the thunder, horrified, terrified, and even trembling.

This was a fear that went deep into the soul, and would not change due to differences in cultivation. Even the Azure Gold Divine Emperors, who were far above the starry seas, occupying the imperial court.

At this time, their expressions were all pale.

"The Heavenly Saint, must have issued a decree…"

Xuan Di gritted his teeth, stopping his mind from wavering.

He was certainly wary of any one of the Nine Celestial Divine Thunders, but he would not care, even the first of the Daoist sect, the Crimson Celestial Divine Thunder.

But the Nine Celestial Divine Thunders combined, this was the true unbearable weight.

This was a Saint-level great divine power, and also a great divine power to create heaven.

Seventy thousand years ago, that Daoist who was domineering and almost completely collapsed the Dao and Demon paths was blasted into the depths of the dimension by this great divine power.

And had not been seen since.

The Nine Venerables of the Daoist sect were certainly the embodiment of the Nine Celestial Divine Thunders, but they still needed the Heavenly Saint's decree to unleash this great divine power of heaven creation.

And this time, the Nine Celestial Divine Thunders reappeared, this behind the scenes must be the Heavenly Saint's guidance.

"Perhaps, the Saints all have means to descend…"

Jin Di took a deep breath.

Recalling Di Yan's decree and the Great Freedom incarnation of the Demon Domain, he suddenly felt his scalp tingle, and smelled an aura of terror that was difficult to reconcile.

As he spoke, he glanced at Cang Di, who seemed to have thought of something, and his face was slightly pale: "Too early, too early…"

......

Countless people looked back to the south of the Southern Continent, back to the Buddha under the ancient Bodhi tree.

In a trance, they seemed to be able to see nine hideous thunder dragons tearing apart the space-time world, with a terrifying posture enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Rushing towards the Buddha under the ancient tree.

It was impossible to describe the sharpness of these nine thunder dragons appearing together, as if the moment they appeared, everything in the world became insignificant foils.

Space-time years had become the background.

Wherever they passed, all tangible and intangible things seemed to have given birth to intelligence, and let out desperate wails of beasts facing death.

An invisible but real despair was very clearly displayed in the minds of everyone.

Heaven and earth were in fear.

Fearing the combination of these nine thunder dragons!

"Divine thunder of heaven creation!"

Under the Bodhi tree, Qiaodamo quietly watched these nine thunder dragons coming from all directions.

In that instant, he seemed to feel the endless desolate aura on the thunder dragons.

On these nine supreme yang and supreme yang divine thunders, he saw endless resentment and baleful energy!

That was, the endless killing karma that could only be caused by more than tens of millions of times the number of creatures in this world dying under this thunder.

"So…"

In the thunderous sound like heavenly music, the dazed look in Qiaodamo's eyes gradually faded.

He sighed slightly, and the hand that was pinching the seal slowly opened, slowly raised.

Like a village child catching loaches in a small stream, he grabbed towards the majestic, terrifying Nine Celestial Thunder Dragons that seemed boundless:

"Heaven creation is world destruction…"