The wind comes from the mountains and sea!
Blowing through time and space, blowing through the realm, from the human world to the divine realm, from Wanggu to the Northern Immortal, descended above the whirlpool and under the three gods.
The sound of thunder spread throughout the divine realm, and there seemed to be an invisible cutting power. It inherited tens of thousands of years of cause and effect, and the promise of finding time, wielded a shocking edge and split the void here.
Then, a huge crack appeared in the eyes of the three gods.
The cracks are endless, lying across the whirlpool. From a distance, they look like open eyes, giving people a sense of grandeur and vastness.
The wind roared out from this crack, blowing in all directions like flowers, and fell into the indifferent eyes of the three gods.
The choice they were looking at between mountains and seas... now had an answer.
Within the crack is the mountain and sea domain of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, and in the middle is the land of Jiuli.
The entire Jiuli Land collapsed completely at this moment, sinking completely, and the sealed Spider Shrine was exposed underground.
It's just that the shrine's glory has been covered with dust, and the spider spirit inside is also trembling violently, and is withering visibly to the naked eye.
It is not only the flesh and blood that is withering, but also its cause and effect. Even time is included in it and is withering away silently.
Everything was gradually taken away by a hand placed in front of him.
It was a withered black bone hand. The owner of the hand was wearing a black robe, with robes flying all over his body, covering his face, but it could not hide the vicissitudes of life on his body.
He stood in front of the spider god, and his withered hands gradually became flesh and blood, while the spider god became more and more shriveled.
He obviously still wants to struggle, but his fate has been decided and everything is in vain.
Until the end, when it turned into ashes and dispersed in the sky and earth, the hand seemed to have transformed from death and returned from the years, taking on blood color and becoming fuller.
The wind also rolled up his robe at this moment, revealing long gray hair and an old face.
Although the passage of time has made him look neither human nor ghost.
But as he absorbed everything from the Spider Spirit, flesh and blood gradually appeared on his face, and among the wrinkles, he could vaguely see the same elegance as the ancient statue standing in the Yanyue Xuantian Clan.
That was tens of thousands of years ago, when the Yanyue Xuantian Clan was unified and worshiped by countless generations... the Great Si Quan!
He raised his head and looked at the earth, as if staring at the history of the ethnic groups on this land.
He saw the rise of Yan Yue, saw the competition with all races, saw several battles with the human race, saw the protection of the three gods, and even saw Yan Yue's status as a powerful clan in Wanggu.
As his eyes swept across, he sensed history and condensed the past and the present, his aura also rose majestically, getting stronger and thicker, and eventually spread throughout the mountains and seas, affecting Yanyue's homeland, causing the sky and earth to change color, and strong winds to roll in the clouds.
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All the Yanyue Xuantian clan monks resonated with each other at this moment, especially the three commanders, who walked out of their respective tents with shocked expressions, looking at the mountains and sea, feeling the ancestor who had walked out of history.
For the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, the great Si Quan who once unified the clan has a status in the hearts of all clan members, no different from that of a god.
They all worshiped.
Amidst the worship of the whole clan, the returned chief minister's eyes moved away and fell on the sky.
Then, he raised his feet and walked towards the sky curtain, towards the torn crack.
In the spider god, he absorbs not only flesh, blood and time, but also... the authority of the divine domain.
This authority, following his footsteps, was transferred to his destiny at this moment, blessing his fate, perfecting his shortcomings, and reviving the spark that had been extinguished for tens of thousands of years.
In this way, he walked step by step, his personality and life level were all sublimating, until he entered the God's Realm from the crack across the whirlpool of the God's Realm and from the eyes of the three gods.
Looking at the three gods, a hoarse voice came out.
"Awaited."
This sound, like thunder from the sky, scattered across the divine realm, and also landed in the whirlpool, in Xu Qing's heart.
Xu Qing was silent. He recognized the other party's identity and felt the sadness left over the years in Wu Zang.
He could clearly see that backstab in Jiuli's memory...
Now, the cause and effect of the backstab seems to be clearer.
Outside the whirlpool, facing the approaching Chief Si Quan, the sun and moon were as usual. Star God looked at the whirlpool and spoke calmly.
"Then, let's get started."
Upon hearing this, Chief Si Quan set his sights on this divine realm.
"I had a question back then that I want to ask today."
"According to what the three of you said, this divine realm is your former hometown, so the polluted divine creatures here are all your former people. Are you... willing to let it go?"
"The Northern Emperor has died, and the cause and effect is over. He is us, but we are not him." The person who answered this sentence was the Moon God.
Chief Si Quan said no more.
And the voice of the sun god, with its vast power at this moment, penetrated the void from this divine realm and echoed throughout the universe.
"The past is not empty, there is a bright future in the wilderness, sleeping now, the source of time is scattered."
"Everyone in the star ring is my son, and all the worlds are aware of it, and they all call me my father."
"The five priests of the sun, moon, and stars, who are the sons of the northern realm of today's source, worship the father God!"
The voice of the sun god rose and fell, roaring to the divine realm. Every word caused the divine realm to tremble, and together they caused Wanggu to undergo drastic changes.
Then the great sun rose into the sky.
The moon god beside him closed his eyes, the bright moon reflected the sky, and the star god opened his eyes, replacing the sky of the divine domain with endless stars!
The three gods are actually going to sacrifice the broken face!
At this moment, the wind is no longer rising, but the storm...is coming.
In the whirlpool below, the emperor's corpse watching all this also shook, and the captain inside laughed wildly.
And Xu Qing also completely understood everything!
The purpose of the three gods is completely revealed!
They want to sacrifice the residual face of the gods in exchange for the residual face to open its eyes and look at the divine realm where it is!
With a glance at the broken face, you can leave the forbidden area out of thin air. If you look towards the forbidden area, the forbidden area can be transformed into a forbidden area. If you look towards the forbidden area, the forbidden area can become a divine domain!
But what if...looking at the divine realm!
Xu Qing got the answer to this question back on the red moon.
That is, the divine realm is upgraded to become the divine realm!
Once this happens, as the Lord of the God Realm, he will inevitably be promoted along with the upgrade of the God Realm in this process!!
Combining the captain's previous words, Xu Qing already understood the path of the three gods.
They want to use their status as the Lord of the God Realm to cross the entire Tribulation Fire Realm in one step and directly reach the realm of Immaculate Conception in the upgrade of the God Realm.
In this way, there will be no catastrophes like the Red Mother or Spider God, and when the destiny is perfect, the road to the altar will be opened directly!
As long as you accumulate enough in the future, you can expect to reach a sacred stage!
This is a huge and amazing opportunity, but it is also a terrifying danger.
The original Chi Mu also failed.
However, the Three Gods and the Red Mother are different.
That time, Chi Mu faced it passively, but this time, the three gods actively attracted her.
One was unprepared, the other had been planning for tens of thousands of years.
"So generous!"
Xu Qing was moved. That time at Chi Mu, he was too weak to get involved in this step, but now... it's different.
At the same time, drastic changes in the outside world are still taking place.
The voice from the sun god roared in the divine realm.
"The first sacrifice is for all living beings in the seven realms!"
The words of the Sun God shocked the world and fell in Wanggu. They fell in seven large areas that were specially selected by the Yanyue Xuantian Clan to conquer and had been secretly preparing for many years, just waiting for today.
Each of these seven major domains is vast in scope.
At this moment, in each of these seven domains, the auras of many respected kings from the Yanyue Xuantian Clan are rising into the sky, changing the situation and changing the fate.
Looking around, within the seven regions, Yanyue's army was filled with darkness, and their banners were spread out, seeming to cover the sky and the sun.
In front of them were countless prisoners of war.
The specialness of these seven domains is also reflected in these prisoners of war. Each domain is actually a unified clan.
Except for the main clan of this domain, there is no other clan!
At this moment, all these prisoners of war were kneeling there, with despair in their eyes. Until the next moment, the sun god's voice spread, and the king's words were heard in each of the seven regions.
"The blood sacrifice is on, kill!"
With one order, the killings in seven areas broke out at the same time!
The number of deaths in that moment was not unprecedented, but it was also rare in tens of thousands of years.
Rivers of blood flowed, and the souls of the dead filled the sky.
There are those who are trying to escape, and there are those who are trying to go against the grain, but they cannot break out of the seal, and cannot break the established destiny.
As for the seven clans in these seven regions, another special feature of them was also revealed with the killing.
Their blood is in seven colors!
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple!
One area and one color.
And the realm where the red blood is, the race of death, is not the human race.
But it is conceivable that with the dominance of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, the large area dominated by the human race cannot not be its original goal. Looking back on the previous war, the Heitian Clan's initial troops came, and there seems to be an answer.
If that battle is defeated, if there is no sunshine of dawn, if the sword-wielding emperor is forced to use his last sword...
But there are no ifs in history, there are only consequences.
At this moment, the seven clans of the seven domains and seven bloods are all dead. The corpses are piled up, the blood is a sea, and the souls of the dead are filling the ghost world, all for...sacrifice!
Looking at the highest existence above the ancients, the huge remnant face that suppressed all monks, all ethnic groups, all lives, and even all gods, his eyelids moved slightly.
Then, the voice from the divine realm echoed again.
"The second sacrifice, the sacrifice of the soul of ten thousand years of war!"
This voice is not the sun god, but... Da Si Quan.
Because what is being sacrificed this time is the soul of the heroic spirit that Yanyue Xuantian has died for tens of thousands of years. This is Yanyue Xuantian's self-sacrifice!
Only in this way can we be sincere.
Only this is called sacrifice!
Therefore, those who are truly qualified to shake up the past and present and speak out about sacrificing war spirits cannot be the three gods.
Only the first unified chief minister in the former Xuantian Great Witch Clan could comply with the cause and effect.
If he dies, the three current directors will take his place.
Suddenly, all the clan ancestral halls and all the Halls of Heroes belonging to the three leaders of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan roared together, and the countless fighting souls accumulated over tens of thousands of years rose into the sky and became sacrifices!
The entire Yanyue clan is silent, from the officials to the common people. There is sadness in their hearts that is difficult to control.
But, this is life!
Their lives are also the lives of the Great Si Quan who returned from history.
Back then, he chose to be stabbed in the back. Although there was a promise of becoming a god, it was also due to the long-term test of the clan.
He knew that Jiuli, who had inherited the position of ancestral witch, could not kill the spider god, and he did not want to decide the fate of the Xuantian witch clan with just the ancestral witch formation.
"Jiuli's choice can only protect the clan for a while."
"And my choice can provide a future for the tribe to exist for generations to come!"
"There are no ifs in history, only results."
"So, I have no regrets!"
(End of chapter)
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