I don’t know how long it took before the world returned to silence.

Zhou Dao slowly opened his eyes. The young man stood on the top of the mountain. The terrifying aura imprisoned the strange skin, and countless shadows of the world slowly poured into it.

As time goes by, the consciousness of that piece of leather is gradually dissipating, and he has completely become an ancient book.

"You are right. One day, the way of the world will become an important part of the human cultivation system. You can pave the way for future generations."

"By using falsehood to cultivate truth, in future generations, someone will definitely walk out of your prison and create a unique world." The young man said coldly.

"Hahaha, you actually place your hopes on the illusory future..."

The last consciousness of that leather was like a madman, mocking mercilessly.

"You should know that this world is no longer the same. There is a loophole in it. That immortal creature appears. He is the most special and unique one..."

"If there is a leak in the sky, it can be repaired naturally."

The young man murmured softly, and when he raised his hand, the piece of leather suddenly flew out and turned into a ray of divine light, which landed in an unknown direction.

"From today on, my lineage will be called Butian!"

Rumble...

The picture in front of me suddenly shattered, and countless bubbles appeared in front of my eyes.

Zhou Dao suddenly opened his eyes, he was still in the deep palace, everything was like a dream.

Only the world book in front of me is floating, emitting a faint light, and countless world shapes are changing around it.

"Butian lineage..."

Zhou Dao murmured softly, with a hint of confusion on his face.

He couldn't help but raise his head and look at that strange piece of leather. Over the endless years, the world model it contained had expanded many times.

All creatures in this world will be captured and recorded by it once they step into the realm of breaking the boundary and create a new world.

The years have accumulated endlessly, but it has not yet reached the world that it cannot bear.

"Cultivation through false pretenses is unique..."

Zhou Dao was thoughtful, his expression was slightly calm, and he sat cross-legged on the ground. The powerful Hunyuan magic power rose from the Dantian world and filled every corner of the palace.

In an instant, the ancient world book seemed to come to life completely, and endless shadows of the world flew out one after another and entered Zhou Dao's mind.

He started a crazy deduction and deconstruction.

Rumble...

At this moment, the entire space No. 73 became bright and dark.

"Master has started to retreat again? What kind of magical power are you practicing?"

On a bare mountain, Wang Ling suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the palace, and fell into deep thought.

"Your master is unfathomable. He seems to have obtained an incredible treasure."

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the broken sword beside Wang Ling.

"Since my master debuted, he has been invincible and has strong luck. Some of his treasures are normal." Wang Ling said proudly.

"That's why it's even scarier."

The hoarse voice sounded again: "If you don't have the incredible opportunity, I'm afraid you won't be able to surpass him in this life..."

"It's really sad that the Huangri Seal, which is known as the strongest, has to be suppressed."

"Oh? What do you mean..." Wang Ling said noncommittally.

"You can replace it and steal..."

"Hahaha……"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ling burst into laughter.

"why are you laughing?"

The hoarse voice was obviously stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but ask.

"I laughed at you idiot."

"you……"

Wang Ling didn't even look at it. He turned his hand, took out a stone talisman, and sealed the broken sword directly.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Ling closed his eyes, his mind as calm as water, and sank into cultivation again.

…

Beyond the border, deep into the endless wilderness.

On this day, strong men continued to come out of the Demon Sect and sneak into the territory of Great Qin.

The fall of the Blood Palace Lord caused quite a shock. They used their huge intelligence network to finally determine who the murderer was.

"Lord Dawn Sword? Hasn't he been dead for many years?"

On the towering black iron throne, a handsome young man looked at the information in his hand and said calmly.

"Reporting to the Holy Son, this Dawn Sword Lord is a new member. It is said that he has been in the Demon Suppression Division for less than ten days."

Crow Lord said respectfully.

Within the Demon Sect, the one who can be called the [Holy Son] and can act like this in front of the lord is the being who can perfectly integrate the power of the ancestors.

In other words, that tall and handsome young man is a compatible person.

"Can he kill the Blood Palace in less than ten days? He is really a waste." Bai Lingting said calmly.

"We don't rule out the possibility that other powerful men from the Demon Suppression Division will take action." Lord Crow hesitated for a moment.

"According to the intelligence, True Lord Void values ​​the newly promoted Sword Lord of Dawn so much that he even hesitates to fight against True Lord Jiuyao under the Lord of Calamity."

It has to be said that the Demon Sect's intelligence network is extremely terrifying, and even such secret things are known immediately.

"Dog bites dog, no wonder the Demon-Suppressing Division is becoming more and more out of control." Bai Lingting said coldly.

He has a noble temperament and a stern look in his eyes, and it seems that he does not take the Demon Suppressor in his eyes.

This behemoth, which has been inherited for three thousand years, seems to be the only one among the six demon lords that can enter his Dharma Eyes.

"The fifth priest was so angry that he even issued a reward. If anyone could kill the Dawn Sword Lord, he would be rewarded with a drop of [three thousand years] holy blood."

The Crow Lord said, with a look of longing in his eyes.

For the disciples of the Demon Sect, the magic of holy blood is better than all treasures. The older it is, the greater its effectiveness.

Previously, just a drop of [five-hundred-year-old] holy blood caused a fight between the Yin Soul Lord and the Blood Palace Lord.

This drop of [three thousand year old] holy blood is considered a valuable treasure for sacrifices.

"Oh? That's a bit interesting."

Sure enough, Bai Lingting finally became interested after hearing this.

If he can obtain that drop of [three thousand year old] holy blood, his power will be further enhanced and his form will be closer to that of the legendary Holy Lord.

"If the Holy Son is interested..."

"Help me check the information and movements of the new Dawn Sword Lord."

"As ordered." The Crow Lord smiled knowingly and secretly sighed that the Sword Lord of Dawn was really weak.

call……

He turned around and left, and the moment he stepped out of the hall, he turned into a crow and disappeared.

"You shouldn't waste your time on such boring things."

At this moment, a cold voice came from the side.

Bai Lingting turned around and looked around. The small tree in the jade basin exuded a faint aura, and there was a slowly beating heart hanging on the branch.

"It's just a little effort. All you need to do is to help me."

"Of course." The heart seemed to realize its gaffe and said quickly.

"With my assistance, you will become the most powerful ally."

"Someone like you was once a Compatible One?"

Bai Lingting didn't seem to buy the compliment, and instead sneered.

"My opponent...if you can meet him one day, maybe you will understand..." The heart murmured softly, and then fell into silence.

"King Yuan Zhou Dao!?" Bai Lingting said with a slight smile.
Chapter completed!