“With this kind of vision, it’s not like the sky is going to fall again, right?”
Outside Shiwandashan, countless people have observed the strange scene of this ancient mountain range.
It was clearly daytime, but the sky stretching thousands of miles above this place was filled with night, as if someone had dug away that patch of sky, leaving a huge, deep hole.
Someone tried to break in but was blocked.
It's not the creatures that originally existed in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, but the terrifying pressure falling from the sky.
Every time they took a step within the scope of this mountain range, tens of millions of tons of gravity would fall on their backs. They could not continue walking deeper and could only leave. They looked at the sky in the distance.
The center of the dark sky, the top of the sacred mountain.
Circle after circle of runes were constantly intertwined on the wall of the sacred mountain. Li Xi'an sat there cross-legged, with lotus flowers in his eyes.
He is observing.
At this time, in a corner of the rolling mountains, a golden stone tablet suddenly stood up, a hundred meters high. The stone tablet was engraved with densely packed mysterious marks. It startled flocks of birds and attracted the attention of countless monsters and beasts.
At the other end, which is far away and relatively irrelevant, another golden stone monument stands majestically. It stands in the middle of the river, causing waves to form in an instant, forming a huge waterfall.
Then the third one, the fourth one...
In the corners of Shiwanda Mountain, stone tablets are constantly erected, with different mysterious symbols engraved on them.
This stage is very long.
At this time, people could not tell the difference between day and night in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and could only perceive the passage of time by themselves. But they found that this method did not work as soon as they started to implement it, because the normal rules of the entire area were all rewritten by the sacred mountain.
Even the proper gravity is lost, pulling the water droplets of the river to float upward, like an ocean floating in mid-air.
But this feeling of confusion is gradually disappearing.
As the runes on the top of the mountain continue to cover the sacred mountain in a circle, the sense of reality is gradually returning.
Although they don't know exactly how long has passed.
This feeling of being lost would originally make people crazy, but when they looked up at the dark sky and stared at the vast morning stars, it seemed that all the distracting thoughts had settled down, and their breaths were like turning into stone statues. They could stay here for as long as they wanted.
It doesn't matter.
until……
The sixth stone tablet appeared in Li Xi'an's eyes.
People suddenly felt that time began to pass, and the stars above their heads began to rotate.
In the corner of the Shiwan Mountain, there are dense woods, the mud is covered with fallen leaves, and among the half-rotten corpses of beasts, a small insect pokes its head out. It looks around, and its compound eyes are brighter than ever before.
This brightness was particularly dazzling under the dark sky, attracting the attention of some creatures.
They looked over.
He saw the little insect crawling, and soon, in the blink of an eye, he began to walk with a bow, and had a very powerful body. The carapace turned into his armor, and the old shells that receded were collected by him to mark his growth.
. But at this time, he still did not have a body as huge as those big monsters, and was only about as tall as an adult.
Is this rising?
The creatures who came over were puzzled because they had never seen such a way of rising. Rising means having one's own path to gain extraordinary power. The creatures who noticed this mighty cricket were already relatively strong and sharp among the rising creatures.
existence, they wondered.
Then, the mighty cricket stretched out his hand.
Across an extremely far distance, the golden stone tablet melted, and the 100-meter-high stone tablet disappeared out of thin air, leaving the great monsters who were looking at the stone tablet stunned.
At the same time after the stone tablet melted, the mighty mole crickets began to continue to grow.
The creatures looking at the mole cricket lost their purpose because he walked into a large mountain. Their eyes seemed to be blocked by something, and they could not clearly see the scene of the mole cricket through the dense woods.
"winter--!"
A dull loud noise.
The big monsters held their breaths, and there was no need for them to rack their brains to observe. A huge monster made of gold appeared at the other end of the mountain. It was extremely majestic. Three pairs of star-eyed children were slowly burning, and they were rotating. Incomparably complex textures.
Even the dark sky cannot cover his dazzling golden color.
Because where he stood, the dark sky receded, as if a hand was slowly filling the void in the sky. From a distance, the entire earth looked like it did at dawn, and the only faint light appeared in the golden creature. behind.
"Holy King!" Someone shouted in a trembling voice.
"Holy King!" More and more creatures noticed this place, and the shouts were overwhelming.
The golden creature continued to walk, as if it were the dividing line between night and day, walking into the depths of the night, bringing brightness deep into the depths.
He reached out again.
Another golden stone tablet disappeared, and his body changed again, with water chestnuts growing out, and gorgeous patterns appearing on the armor and stomach.
He was shouting, and the deafening shouts enveloped the mountains.
The golden stone tablets melted one after another, his body became taller and burlier, and the aura on his body became more and more terrifying.
Ju Ling, Yang Shen, Ji Gong.
The symbols of realm kept intertwining on his body, until the fourth stone tablet collapsed, weaving a crown of thorns for him. The realm of the Imperial Path was as deep as an abyss, and above the dark abyss, there were three figures standing majestically.
The fifth stone tablet disappeared, and the three figures solidified.
One is holding a sword and making secrets, bathing in the skylight and surrounded by clouds and mist. The other is carrying a sun crown and wearing a cassock, lowering his head and clasping his hands. The third one has no artifacts at all, only the text that is constantly flashing beside him.
They all looked at the giant walking creature.
The three bodies have the same dignity, but they cannot blend together. If they are against enemies, they can only be one of them.
It's different now.
Finally, the sixth stone tablet disappeared. Before that, there was a sixth stone tablet that had never existed before. This stone tablet stood in the center of Shiwan Mountain, where the "Holy King" died.
So people saw that the moment after the stone tablet collapsed, daylight arrived.
They stood up slowly.
A huge creature is bathed in golden light.
Sword Qi, Dharma, Dao Dharma, Enlightenment, Sutras, Lotus Terrace, Blessed Land and Cave Heaven, the awe-inspiring Qi in the belly, and hundreds of unique skills that are constantly evolving.
They are all gathered into one at this moment.
Many complexities present a perfect circle, the ultimate state of the imperial way.
And those six arms are the brackets that form the perfect arc.
Taking Chenxing Mountain as the boundary, one side is night and the other side is day.
Li Xi'an stared at the three pairs of star-eyed children, stretched out his hands, and the sacred mountain towering majestically above the clouds turned into something in his palm. He held the mountain again, and his sleeves as wide as clouds danced wildly in the wind.
The moment the earth lost the sacred mountain, the light completely swallowed up the night, and the golden light filled everyone's face.
"What don't you say?" the Holy King said.
"I thought you would say 'Wow, you are indeed a mole!' or 'Chen Xingshan is really good' or something like that. Even if it doesn't work, you could ask me 'How did you do it?' It would also make me happy. Satisfaction." said the golden behemoth.
Li Xi'an just came closer.
He stretched out his hand and knocked on the mole's carapace a few times.
"What?"
"I thought the carapace that emerged after the insect molted was soft, but it doesn't seem to be the case."
"Hahahaha!" Miao laughed.
Li Xi'an also laughed.
Both looked towards the fading eternal night in the distance, the stars disappeared, the sun was directly above, and even the shadows were minimal.