The atmosphere in the dream was somewhat stagnant.

Kua Fu gazed at the museum owner who was lost in thought, unable to stop thinking about what he had just said: 'They are all too powerful, too terrifying, each one more ruthless than the last, ah, no, ruthless gods. I really don't want to run into them.'

But he had run into them.

While shouting how terrifying they were.

He was still cutting them down one by one with his sword.

A civil official...

The purity of this civil official is too high.

Wei Yuan frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "...The Twelve Yuanchen are powerful deities of the Shanhai Dahuang (Classic of Mountains and Seas, Great Wilderness) divine system. The Shanhai Dahuang is a vast area beyond the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and the deities there are powerful, not inferior to Kunlun. Yet you actually killed their Twelve Yuanchen gods."

"Alas, how reckless..."

"Geng Chen."

Kua Fu's expression was originally somewhat sentimental, feeling touched by Wei Yuan's self-criticism, until the name Ying Long Geng Chen appeared in his ears. The expression on the face of this generous and gentle ancient hero slightly solidified, and after a few breaths, he reacted: "Huh?!!!"

Wu Zhiqi: "............"

Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady: "............"

Several gods and ancient heroes silently watched someone who was truly pondering and criticizing Ying Long.

Kua Fu opened his mouth, but still couldn't help but say:

"Your Majesty Yuan, I mean, is there a possibility?"

"Just a possibility."

"The two dead Twelve Yuanchen, were they killed by you?"

Wei Yuan was stunned, then laughed heartily, "Hahahaha, what are you talking about, Kua Fu."

"I'm a chef, a chef."

"How could a chef kill the Twelve Yuanchen? Hahaha."

He waved his hand and smiled, "Kua Fu, you're really humorous."

Kua Fu: "............"

Zhu Jiuyin's ancient eyes quietly watched Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan's laughter gradually faded.

He muttered, "Could there be some mistake..."

Zhu Jiuyin flicked his sleeve. Even though this was Wei Yuan's dream, Zhu Jiuyin manipulated and transformed it.

Finally, it turned into a series of illusory images.

Zhu Jiuyin slowly opened his mouth, his tone calm: "Although I can only control the power of the rotation of day and night in the Nine Nether Lands, and thus involve time, it is not difficult to make some deductions. The Ying Long you encountered when you went to Kunlun Mountain was already seriously injured by a dark scheme. It was precisely because of the injury that even the gods could not ignore that He chose to find a way to reincarnate."

"The Twelve Yuanchen are the backbone of the Shanhai Dahuang divine system."

"If you were to single out one of them, their strength would only be at the level of Xiang Liu, but the Twelve Yuanchen in formation do have a bit of qualification to contend with Ying Long. But once something goes wrong, they will inevitably be seriously injured. So, when you face a war god like Geng Chen, whose reputation is known throughout the mountains and seas, what will you do..."

Kua Fu thought for a moment and replied, "...Surprise them with an unexpected attack."

Wu Zhiqi: "Charge straight at him with a stick. Who's afraid of him?"

Wei Yuan: "Charge straight at him with an axe. Who's afrai..."

He paused, then added without changing his expression:

"Ahem, I just think that's a form of respect."

Kua Fu: "............"

Zhu Jiuyin: "............"

Zhu Jiuyin was expressionless and snapped his fingers.

A moment later, Wei Yuan and Wu Zhiqi were tied up. The monkey snapped free, but the gray streams of time still wrapped around him. He glared at Zhu Jiuyin, holding the game console in his hand, his eyes suggesting that he might strike Zhu Jiuyin with it at any moment.

And Wei Yuan was tied up tightly.

Especially his mouth was directly gagged.

"Mmm? Wuwuwu!"

(Zhu Jiuyin? Let me go!)

Having dealt with the two guys who were completely disrupting the deduction, Zhu Jiuyin slowly exhaled.

He began to narrate again, saying:

"Inevitably... the Twelve Yuanchen are not qualified to be Geng Chen's opponents. When they discover that the one standing before them is Geng Chen, they will inevitably focus all of their attention on this strongest war god of Kunlun. And at that time, they will overlook the mortal who went up the mountain with them..."

Along with Zhu Jiuyin's calm voice.

The scenes that happened back then seemed to reappear before their eyes.

The deities of the Great Wilderness set a trap. When they discovered the war god who appeared before them, the Twelve Yuanchen were shocked, and then, taking advantage of Geng Chen's serious injuries and the latter's distraction when noticing something, they formed a time array that could not be ignored in the entire Shanhai mythology.

The Twelve Yuanchen Formation trapped Geng Chen within it.

They had to cooperate wholeheartedly in order to suppress Geng Chen at this moment.

So they directly ignored that white-haired mortal.

The latter was old and ordinary, and did not even have an iron sword in his hand, not worth mentioning.

Therefore, they exposed their backs.

To the number one swordsman in the human world.

"............"

Zhu Jiuyin paused, no longer narrating. The rest could be easily deduced. At that time, Wei Yuan probably did not hesitate to unleash his strongest sword intent to penetrate the formation, and in an instant, he would have killed at least one Yuanchen, at least, or perhaps two in an instant, and injured others.

Then the Twelve Yuanchen Formation was broken.

Then the Yuanchen, who were entangled with Geng Chen by relying on the formation, would inevitably be unable to stop the furious war god.

Then one person and one god joined forces to directly break through that great formation.

In the end, two members of the Twelve Yuanchen fell.

As for whether the two Yuanchen were killed by the unparalleled sword energy.

Or whether one was killed by the furious war god Geng Chen, it was unknown.

This was a very logical development.

Wei Yuan pressed his fingers against his brow and pondered, "...Those are the Twelve Yuanchen."

"No matter what, I know their weight, right?"

"Moreover, that's the Twelve Yuanchen Formation, its momentum must be powerful enough."

"Could I have charged in directly without even a sword? It's impossible to be so reckless, right..."

"Then it shouldn't be me, could it be other Kunlun gods? For example, it might be the Kai Ming Beast, or maybe that dead tiger Lu Wu."

"After all, look at me, do I look like the kind of reckless person who strikes decisively and cleanly?"

He raised his head with a sincere face and saw that the other guys were all staring at him with strange expressions.

Wu Zhiqi sneered and said, "You certainly don't look like that kind of person."

Wei Yuan revealed a relieved expression.

"You *are* that kind of person."

Wei Yuan's expression froze on his face.

Ungrateful wretch!

After a long silence, Wei Yuan seemed to have accepted reality, exhaled, and said silently:

"In other words, I might have killed one, or two, of the Twelve Yuanchen."

Kua Fu nodded.

"Slashed the descendants of Houtu?"

Wu Zhiqi's face was full of admiration.

Wei Yuan pondered: "Then what about Ying Long, who committed the crime with me?"

Zhu Jiuyin succinctly said: "Reincarnated."

The corner of Wei Yuan's forehead twitched: "So I'm the only one left?"

"However... what other evidence is there to prove that, in addition to the Four Fiends, the Dahuang Twelve Yuanchen are also related to the Great Tribulation?" Wei Yuan sighed. Without a doubt, clarifying the members of the Great Tribulation's enemies was more important to him.

The Twelve Yuanchen are powerful, but the Twelve Yuanchen Formation is already broken.

The strength and threat of the Twelve Yuanchen have greatly decreased.

What's truly terrifying is the meaning they represent behind them.

Zhu Jiuyin said calmly:

"You killed one of the Twelve Yuanchen back then, and then rushed all the way back to Chang'an City with the Rubbing Copy of Hetu Luoshu. Ying Long disappeared without a trace. Don't you remember that you had a great life-or-death calamity back then? Relying on the consumption of the human dynasty's fortune, you triggered the signs of the Celestial Eclipse to barely conceal the secrets of heaven and allow you to live out that life."

"And the fortune of the human world is, after all, besides the aura of humanity, nothing more than the two words 'Sheji' (state and agriculture)."

Wei Yuan's pupils shrank as he thought of his experiences during the Tang Dynasty, and the knife on his chest, that resolute and domineering woman.

After a long time, he said in a low voice:

"The She Deity, Houtu Huangdiqi."

"What needs to be concealed with the aura of human Sheji is naturally the killing intent from the lineage of the She Deity Houtu Huangdiqi."

"Back then, enemies were tracking my aura to Chang'an... killing calamities arose, so I had to rely on the Sheji fortune of the Wu Zhou Dynasty to conceal it... In other words, those who want to kill me can basically be determined to be the Great Wilderness deities of the Houtu lineage."

Zhu Jiuyin said lightly: "Whether Houtu participated in it is uncertain."

"But the father of the Twelve Yuanchen, Ye Ming, the lord of the sun, moon, and stars transformed by Houtu, must have participated in it."

"That is the god who controls the sun, moon, and stars. His participation undoubtedly represents the attitude of that group of deities in the Shanhai Dahuang."

Wei Yuan was silent. He suddenly remembered the scene he saw in the Great Tribulation, where the heavens and earth opened up, and stars fell and smashed down. A sense of urgency made his brows furrow. Now, a scene of the Great Tribulation has already been unlocked. If Gonggong suddenly rises up, breaks free from the seal, and floods Shenzhou, the Shanhai cracks will expand, and Shenzhou will be connected to the Shanhai.

Ten suns hang in the sky, and stars fall.

The deities who control the sun, moon, stars, and the passage of time arrive in the human world. The deities and ferocious beasts of the Great Wilderness set foot on the earth. Then, it is indeed possible to achieve the kind of desperate oppression in the picture. At the same time, in the worst-case scenario, facing the true Gonggong and the true Houtu.

It is equivalent to the annihilation of humans by earth and water among the earth, water, wind, and fire.

And Wei Yuan couldn't even confirm that this was the entirety of the Great Tribulation.

Wei Yuan felt a little pain in his forehead. The curtain of the Great Tribulation had been lifted a corner.

And it had already made him feel enormous pressure.

Is the power of the Xingtian Axe alone enough?

A trace of worry floated in his heart.

In a daze, that sharp coldness in the future scene appeared before his eyes - intercepting three thousand miles of Yulong Snow Mountain Kunlun as a sword, that is probably not the Lord of Kunlun Mountain in the human world, but the position of the Lord of Kunlun, the ubiquitous core of the myriad worlds in this shore and the other.

Then the power of this sword is terrible enough to imagine.

Wei Yuan suppressed this distracting worry and looked at Zhu Jiuyin next to him. He suddenly noticed a problem and asked with a puzzled expression -

"That's not right, Zhu Jiuyin, how do you know so much?"

"Oh? That..."

Zhu Jiuyin took a sip of tea and said in a calm tone:

"Because I am also called Yuan Tiangang."

ps: Today's second update... three thousand words.

Can I finish the third update before 12:30? Cat head power emoticon.