On this day, the world is decorated with lanterns and colorful lights.
Lanterns were lit to celebrate, and some restaurants were even hung with red silk and started promotional activities.
Even many people from aristocratic families everywhere cried with joy.
This battle was not without their efforts. These top sects with rich foundations and geniuses from the hermit families all joined the battle.
For five hundred years, Yang Tiansheng has been secretly gaining the trust of various sects and secretly establishing organizations.
Today, no one has a monopoly on the times.
"Did we win?"
"It's hateful. So many geniuses and demigods were beaten to death by eight bastards one by one!"
"They have dreams of breaking through, and their qualifications are even more amazing. They should have a brighter future."
"Is everything over now?"
"It should be over, as long as the new martial arts emperor is not the next one."
A new emperor completely ruled the world and opened the way for the world.
He even announced most of the existing destiny charts, including the 67 martial arts destiny charts, to the entire world.
In the future, when demigods break through, there will be a map. According to the practice, you can reach the highest level of sixth-ring demigods.
The entire continent is in shock!
This is too generous.
In their opinion, it was good enough not to prevent the appearance of demigods, but they never expected that it would be made public to this extent.
Each of these Demigod Fate Charts is the pinnacle of a Demigod’s martial arts! This is where his whole life’s hard work lies.
It is so precious that every portion is enough for people all over the world to fight to death.
And this also completely changed the system and upper limit of the entire martial arts civilization. Everyone in the world praised this wise king and wrote chapters and songs for him.
The emperor also turned into a scholar, walking in this era five hundred years later, just smiling on the streets and watching everything, like a bystander.
He knew that if he wanted to set foot in eternity, he would have to adapt to some things, and he would have to go through a lot in some eras.
He raised his head:
A glance of five hundred years and a long time, who can transcend the times and jump out of the world?
In the teahouse on the street, young warriors were constantly discussing: "Yang Tiansheng is already invincible, the born emperor!"
"It's unimaginable that those eight corrupt beings, who have accumulated countless demigods and cut off the future, were overthrown by him!"
"Incredible, simply incredible! This kind of talent is unimaginable!"
Many people feel that this great emperor is outrageous.
Only the born emperor himself knew that he was not born divine. Even though he was astonishingly talented, he was far from a match for those eight people who joined forces. Instead, he was guided by an ancient existence.
And that one is the real terror.
In just a few glances, he saw what path he should take and recommended martial arts to himself, which perfectly suited his system.
Cough cough cough.
On Wushen Mountain, Yang Tiansheng suddenly coughed up blood.
That battle was not without its sequelae. It burned too much vitality.
He was sitting alone on Wushen Mountain, and suddenly he remembered himself back then. When he was on the verge of death, he vaguely saw the man in white holding a bloody handkerchief and coughing up blood.
That man seems to have become an eternal memory.
Yang Tiansheng suddenly touched the blood-covered stone slabs on the ground, "The blood and tears he sacrificed for mankind actually dyed the entire mountain red. How much pressure and pain he endured for our martial arts continent."
His own hidden wounds now feel very terrifying.
And what about the emperor?
It’s unimaginable how much trauma I suffered during my lifetime.
This blood has simply flowed back into a river.
He looked up at the sky and suddenly laughed and said:
"And now, have you seen it? After five hundred years, Your Majesty, I have cut off the decay. I did it and broke through my cage."
This great martial arts emperor who suppressed the contemporary generation was sitting on the throne, muttering to himself, coughing, coughing, coughing, and suddenly started coughing again.
"It's surprising."
Li Qing glanced at this Martial Arts Eight Wilderness Continent.
He found it interesting.
Due to some coincidence, even the emperor probably didn't expect to go out and come back. In the future, he has become a protector in the eyes of the world who sacrificed his blood and prayed for the lives of the people.
At this moment, looking in the distance from the void.
This is an extremely vast suspended continent, and it is divided into eight territories. There are void cracks that need to be crossed.
They couldn't fit together, which made Li Qing, who has some obsessive-compulsive disorder, feel very uncomfortable.
And it seems that this is the limit of the fragments. If you try to put them together again, they can't be spliced together, which feels very strange.
Or maybe.
When completely put together, it will be a real space world, not a map of space debris.
"I'll leave it to them to study these things. I hope we can see them put together sooner."
He looked at the void continent from afar.
Today, the Emperor, Minis and others are preparing for war, racing against time.
They had no intention of paying attention to anything else, which gave Li Qing new ideas.
"After a great war, eras have changed, and a whole population has died. The upper limit of controlling dependents has been cleared. It's time to awaken other new fragments in the distance."
The so-called distance is already very far away.
The Bahuang Martial Arts Continent basically absorbed all the nearby space and created a broken continent. Directly opposite is the space gap with three bedrooms and one living room.
The surrounding area further away is basically a large area of emptiness, with no debris at all.
He could only continue crossing all the way, and finally found a new fragment.
A large number of prepared resources are invested, then single cells are awakened, the upper limit of control is reached, and then they are ignored.
It's probably just a little secret place in the wild.
After all, the martial arts continent has been instilled with mature and accumulated civilization, but without indoctrination here, it will just be like the original, with barbaric growth, roughness and arrogance, and it will take a period of time to accumulate.
At this time, Li Qing looked at the other space debris and thought:
"The upper limit has been reached. How about getting some uncontrolled wild single cells?"
"If there is really no control over the brand, it will not limit the natural potential. Wouldn't it be a perfect way to capture it and brand it later?"
But he pondered for a while, and finally stopped thinking about it.
It’s better not to waste it yet.
If he really reaches the monster level, if he can beat him, it would be a good thing to press him and mark him.
What if I can't beat him?
A man overturned all his belongings, ran out of his three bedrooms and one living room to chase after him, and yelled angrily: "Which man behind the scenes dares to control my life, and who dares to be superior to me?"
I was chased and slashed from the first room to the third room without blinking an eye. Wouldn't that be a joke?
He began to let go of his dissolute heart and decided to be steady.
There are some things that he usually seems to be frivolous about, but he always takes precautions and considers the consequences of failure and whether he can bear them before doing them.
He was really afraid at the moment. Certain existences were unreasonable to him, and the consequences of this failure were obviously unbearable.
