Or perish between heaven and earth.

Or cut down the heavens and change the world."

Hearing this, Holy Ancestor Guangming was shocked in his heart.

He seemed to understand what Zhenwu Ancestor meant.

He also didn't expect that Zhenwu Ancestor would be so optimistic about Xu Zimo.

"In that case, why don't we wait for Fellow Daoist Xu to grow up and fight against the sky together?"

Saint Ancestor Guangming asked.

"By then, our chances of winning will probably be greatly improved."

"That being said," Zhenwu Ancestor murmured to himself.

Immediately, a light exploded in his eyes.

The turbulent natural martial arts rules burst out from all over the body.

He stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the sky and the earth, and said calmly: "Maybe at that time, the chance of winning was indeed great.

But throughout my life as a true martial artist, I am not weaker than anyone else.

I rose up in the era of wilderness.

Created the era of emperors, and is as eternal as the sun in Yuanyang.

That is to say, we came to these nine realms.

After practicing for tens of thousands of years, I still stand at the top of the Nine Realms, facing the Holy Ancestor directly, and I am no less inferior."

"I am a true warrior who wants to conquer the sky, why should I be controlled by others?"

His words were like the dragon roaring in the sky.

Rolling rivers surge heaven and earth.

Words are indestructible, beliefs are unshakable.

He is a real warrior.

If you want to cut down the sky, cut down the sky.

Why wait for others.

Be it the Saint Ancestor or the Immortal Lord, his true martial arts can still compete with them.

Xu Zimo wants to conquer the sky, and that is his Xu Zimo’s sky.

As for his true martial arts, he wants to follow his own path, conquer his own heaven, and create a new era.

Maybe die, maybe live, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that he kept walking along the path in his heart, never wavering or fearing.

"Guangming, are you afraid of death?" Zhenwu Ancestor suddenly asked.

"Why did the ancestor say this?" Holy Ancestor Guangming said quickly.

"If I were afraid of death, how could I dare to attack the sky?

When I condensed the Dao Fruit, I surrendered to the Dao Fruit of Heaven and Earth, so why condense the Light Dao Fruit."

"Hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening."

"You all join me in conquering the sky.

If we fail, we will be born in this world and die together in this world.

Follow the rules of life and death.

If FaTian succeeds, we will create a new world.

From then on, for thousands of years, this era will be called Zhenwu."

The ancestor of Zhenwu laughed and said from the top of the mountain.

"The world chants my name and slaughters saints like dogs.
Chapter completed!