There are also divisions between the realm of heaven and man. The leader of the Yin and Yang family, Donghuang Taiyi, is not only in the realm of heaven and man, but also known as the limit of heaven and man.
On a test paper, both the top student and the god of learning can get full marks, but the reason why the god of learning is called the "god of learning" is that his knowledge and problem-solving skills have exceeded the full score of this test paper.
The limits of heaven and man, only when the ceiling of the world is perceived can "limits" be born.
Donghuang Taiyi, the person who has shouldered the Yin Yang family's long-cherished wish for hundreds of years, has already reached this ceiling in terms of strength.
It is precisely because of this that he is even more eager to realize his long-cherished wish that transcends the world.
As for the old priest, the monster in Yu Yuan's seal has existed since before the Shushan witch clan existed. It is unknown how many thousands of years it is, or even tens of thousands of years.
Ten years ago, just the evil energy escaping from the seal could cause huge disasters in nature. It can be seen that if the seal is really broken, the destruction of mankind is not an alarmist.
The Yin Yang Family and the Shushan Wu Clan each have their own perspectives on the future of mankind.
There is no point in arguing about what is right and what is wrong. The old priest, Donghuang Taiyi, unanimously tried his best to fight for the beliefs he insisted on.
"Evils pervert their ways and blaspheme their souls. Everything you gain will eventually come back to bite you."
The deadwood staff floated into the air, and the old priest sat cross-legged on the spot, speaking the secret language of the witch clan. Suddenly, countless hieroglyphics appeared out of thin air on the top of the mountain.
Donghuang Taiyi used the yin and yang energy to grab the giant hand of creation, and the densely packed hieroglyphics immediately turned into chains, extending up along the palm and towards the arm.
Tsk~
A character glowed with golden light, and the huge palm turned into green smoke.
Gradually, the golden light formed one after another and finally enveloped the entire giant hand.
In this world dominated by internal strength, the battle between the two of them has become a battle of wits.
The figure of Donghuang Taiyi hangs alone in the black sky, standing proudly in the world.
The old priest was sitting on the top of the mountain, still mumbling.
As time passed by, the old priest's white eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and enough sweat dripped down his beard and hair.
"You think you can use this method to consume me. If you stick to your old ways, you don't know that the outside world is changing with each passing day. Human beings have gained understanding of Tao and developed countless tributaries."
Donghuang Taiyi's tone changed, and he began to form seals with his hands, "There is only one Tao, and there are thousands of dharmas. How can we get the only Tao without seeing the thousands of dharmas? The great yin and yang, the infinite taiyi."
His offensive suddenly changed, causing the sky above his head to pull out a giant hand again.
With such a double attack, the old priest's body suddenly swayed, his eyes bulged, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out uncontrollably.
"Uh~, you, how could it be possible on your own..."
"Hmph, it's one person's effort."
Donghuang Taiyi snorted inexplicably, and then pressed down with both hands, "It's over."
The golden light shattered, the characters dispersed, and the billowing black clouds swallowed up the light completely, leaving only the last one, the Fuso Sacred Tree on the top of the mountain, becoming the only source of light.
Donghuang Taiyi fell from the sky, his dark robe dragging a long tail on the ground. He glanced at the injured old priest, and then walked past disdainfully.
"The sun is about to come out of the east, and the hibiscus trees are on my threshold. The place where the sun rises, the place where the three-legged golden crow rests, the sacred tree of hibiscus. This day has finally arrived."
"Ahem~, you won't succeed."
The old priest stood up with his staff in hand. His eyes were cloudy and dim, his face was pale, and his gray beard was stuck together with blood.
"In this destined calamity, I am no match for you. But we, the Shushan witch clan, will one day stand tall again."
"That has nothing to do with me."
Donghuang Taiyi never cares about what happens to the Wu clan. Now that the sacred tree has been obtained, the next step is to activate the mirage and completely complete the summoning of Canglong Qisu.
He glanced at the old priest who was struggling and seemed to want to move, and once again condensed the yin and yang energy in his hands.
"At least, you can't see it anymore."
"No, I've already seen it."
The old priest straightened up, grinned, and forced out an embarrassing smile.
"Um?"
Donghuang Taiyi temporarily stopped his hand.
The old priest raised the dead wood staff with his right hand, raised his left foot off the ground, jumped out, then bent down and turned half a circle...
Donghuang Taiyi recognized this strange posture.
"Witch tribe, sacrificial dance."
The Yin and Yang Qi condensed in his hands slowly dissipated.
Wow ~ Wow ~
The branches and leaves of the Fuso tree are swaying, and there seems to be a certain rhythm, which is combined with the dance of the old priest.
"Donghuang Taiyi, you can see for yourself what your actions today will bring about in the future."
After the old priest finished speaking, his staff fell to the ground, and his body fell upside down from the top of the mountain.
Click~
There was a sound of thunder.
Donghuang Taiyi raised his head and looked at the sky. The black clouds were still the black clouds he had created. There was no sign of thunder or lightning at all.
So what is this thunder?
As soon as he thought about it, he immediately flew up to the sky to look down.
Sure enough, the bottomless abyss below the cliff on the top of the mountain was shrouded in black clouds, and the thunder came from there.
"Yu Yuan's seal, could it be..."
He turned to look at the Fuso Sacred Tree, and for the first time in his life, he felt hesitant.
"I, this is fear. Am I actually afraid?"
An undercurrent of terror made him freeze on the spot.
"What a joke!"
What Yu Yuan's seal, what deep sense of fear, it's just the last step away from summoning Canglong Qisu. No matter what it is, it can't compare to the long-cherished wish of the Yin Yang family to transcend the limits of heaven and man!
Donghuang Taiyi roared angrily, formed seals with his hands, and then used the hand of creation to cleanly uproot the Fusang Sacred Tree.
Rumble~
The sacred tree fell, and indescribable vibrations resounded throughout the world. But strangely, Donghuang Taiyi felt that there was no movement in the mountain.
He didn't know that at the moment the Fusang Sacred Tree was pulled out, something strange was happening thousands of miles away in Shu Mountain.
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In the land of Southern Border, there is a triangular altar somewhere.
A faceless man wrapped in a black robe was suddenly shaken and turned his head to look northwest.
"The Demon God, you can't be wrong, it's the Demon God! I have been preparing for ten years just to wait for this day. Qin State, Shu Mountain, hahaha, I knew that such a day would eventually come!"
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"Demon Lord, have you seen it? Your strategy has worked. The power of the Demon God has been revived. We will soon be able to subvert this world."
"Now, I will let you come back."
Demon God, Demon Lord, this man in black robe is apparently the evil priest who escaped from Star Soul back then.
He placed the dead wood in his hand in the center of the triangular altar, and then carefully took three items and placed them in the three corners.
A shabby cloak, dark purple feathers, and a tuft of long black and gray hair.
"Drink~"
The triangular altar and the dead wood staff in the middle were connected by the demonic energy, and the shabby cloaks, dark purple feathers, and black and gray hair flew to the center of the altar.
The priest opened his hands wide and kept chanting Cuban language. At the same time, his feet, clothes and flesh began to wither.
"The blood is gone, the bone marrow is dry, and deep in the nine springs, the soul is weeping and dissatisfied."
"Come back, Demon Lord, I can already feel your long-lost demonic energy. Uh-huh~"
His knees were completely decayed, and correspondingly, in the center of the altar, black and purple demonic energy condensed into a head.
The head has long black and gray hair.
The head spoke: "Eight thunders roar, the divine power moves, and when a thousand years have passed, the blood of Zhantian will end."
"Demon Lord!"
With long black and gray hair, three blood lines on his forehead, and a pair of evil phoenix eyes, he is the resurrection of the devil!
"Priest, you..."
The Demon Lord opened his phoenix eyes and immediately saw that the priest's lower body was decaying.
The priest stared closely into the eyes of the Demon Lord and smiled, "Demon Lord, congratulations on your return. I can't salute you anymore."
The demonic aura of the triangular altar was so fierce that it shrouded the forest and blocked the sky. The demon lord's body gradually became complete, and the priest was wiped out.