In the Nine Heavens, angry shouts continued to sound.
This was an extremely brutal battle.
The power of Shi Tianmo Kung is beyond everyone's expectations.
By now, all seven saint sons have been injured.
Xing Tianyi's whole body was already stained with blood.
His demonic body was immortal and he suffered many fierce attacks. Although he was left with scars, these scars were quickly repaired and completely disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
"Bang!"
Finally, the first person lost in the battle so far. A holy son from Beihuang was turned into a pulp by Xing Tianyi's punch, and was wiped out in the blink of an eye.
Such a scene shocked everyone, and everyone in Taifeng City looked solemn.
Could it be that if the seven saint sons join forces, Xing Tianyi and one person will kill them all?
"Where is Mo Wangchen? His divine king body can defeat even the reverse bloodline, why haven't you taken action yet... hmm?"
Someone suddenly remembered something and started scanning the Nine Heavens. But when they found Mo Wangchen's figure again, everyone couldn't help but be startled.
Because they discovered that at this moment, Mo Wangchen had unexpectedly arrived under the statue of the God of Creation and sat down cross-legged.
"Too cunning, he actually took advantage of the opportunity to seize the orthodoxy of creation!" an elder from the Tianwu Holy Land shouted angrily.
If Mo Wangchen captures the Taoist lineage, then the Holy Son Tianwu will also lose the opportunity to reverse his life for a hundred years.
Not only the people from the Tianwu Holy Land, but also the Holy Lands where several other Holy Sons were located in the Nine Heavens, there were strong men standing up, with angry expressions in their eyes.
"Don't forget the dust. Everyone in the world of Shitian Taoism has access to it and wants to kill it. You just don't take action. You actually take the opportunity to meditate on the way of creation. You are so shameless and you deserve to be punished!"
Holy Son Tianwu and others also discovered that Mo Wangchen was sitting cross-legged in front of the statue of Immortal Creation, and they were immediately furious.
However, Mo Wangchen had already been completely immersed in the state of meditative enlightenment and did not pay any attention to these words.
"Brother Mo, just be enlightened. Today, I will help you gain the Taoism. In the future, you should prove the Taoism for me."
The Holy Son Ziji laughed heartily. When he saw Mo Wangchen's behavior, not only was he not furious, but he showed an extremely excited expression.
Shitian Daotong is the enemy of the whole world, and the only one in the world who has suppressed it is the Immortal Sutra of Creation in the past.
In order to prove the way of invincibility, Xing Tianyi did not hesitate to let the Immortal Scripture of Creation appear again. He wanted to fight Creation again with the Taoism of Release of Heaven. Only by truly defeating it can he prove that the Demonic Art of Release of Heaven is truly invincible.
The only way to pursue eternal life.
The war continued, and now, it was obvious that some people could no longer sit still, gave up their attack on Xing Tianyi, and started to attack Mo Wangchen instead.
Because once Mo Wangchen succeeds in enlightenment, they will forever lose the chance of rebirth for hundreds of years.
"Bang!"
Xing Tianyi strode into the air like a mountain in the sky. With every step he took, the ground beneath his feet collapsed and turned into nothingness. With a flash of his body, he stopped the Holy Son of Nanhuang who turned to Mo Wangchen to take action.
"Boom!"
The fist was clenched tightly, surrounded by endless demonic energy, and it was smashed out instantly. The Holy Son of the Southern Wilderness was unable to react in time, and his body was smashed into pieces, and he died on the spot.
"Another person died..."
In Taifeng City, the crowd was in an uproar. Up to now, the seven saint sons had joined forces and killed two people one after another. They were all killed by Xing Tianyi, and only five people were left, making the situation even worse.
"The Immortal Sutra of Creation, this is one of the three supreme inheritances of the ancient times. Don't forget that Chen will not be able to understand it for a while. Everyone must not be distracted and join forces to kill the enemy in front of you first." The Holy Son of Tianwu shouted angrily, and once again used
The body turned into a sword and slashed out in anger.
Everyone could see that at this moment, the holy sword transformed by Holy Son Tianwu had already been cracked by a crack due to the previous battle.
This crack is being slowly repaired. The Immortal Sword is immortal and has the ability to repair itself. Even if it is damaged in battle, it will not be truly destroyed.
The sword light swept through the sky, and the Holy Son Tianwu transformed into ten thousand swords, completely locking Xing Tianyi, and kept slashing down.
Demonic energy filled the sky, and Xing Tianyi used his demonic body to hit Wanjian, smashing his fists angrily, and continuously wiped out the light of the sword that was struck.
And the sword light is endless, and it is continuously derived, so that the entire Nine Heavens is enveloped with an astonishing sword power.
"Chaos nurtures the heaven and the earth, which is for creation. The heaven and earth spread the way of Tao, which is for transformation. Everything in the world is inseparable from the word creation. The cultivation of all living beings is a process of 'transformation', and 'creation'..."
"It's in our own hands!"
Mo Wangchen has been immersed in a state of meditative enlightenment, without any interference from the outside world. Around his body, there seems to be an invisible force that is evolving all things.
He seemed to be sitting cross-legged in the dark starry sky, surrounded by countless stars, forming a vast sea of stars. As time passed, these seas of stars were destroyed and turned into dust.
He watched the formation of all things, and the sea of stars repeatedly spawned and disappeared.
This is a process of ‘creation’ and ‘transformation’!
He didn't know how long he had been sitting here, witnessing the formation and destruction of the sea of stars countless times. It seemed like it was just a moment, but it also seemed like hundreds of millions of years had passed.
"There is 'creation' before there can be 'transformation', just like a person's birth, when he is born, he is 'created', and the process of his growth is a process of change and 'transformation'..."
“But what is the meaning of existence of ‘creation’ and ‘transformation’?”
"The starry sky... all living beings... this world... the meaning of their existence... and what is it..."
Mo Wangchen muttered to himself, surrounded by darkness. Now, he seemed to be truly in a dark starry sky, witnessing the creation and transformation of all things.
He didn't know how long he had been sitting there, nor did he know how many times the sea of stars around him had experienced degeneration and destruction.
He is thinking about the meaning of the existence of all things.
"'Transformation' exists because of creation, so the meaning of 'creation' existence is to evolve all things...'Transformation' is a process, it will eventually be destroyed, and destruction is the meaning of its existence.
Because there is only destruction, and then there is no way to 'create' again!"
At a certain moment, Mo Wangchen's eyes shone brightly, and he seemed to realize something. Everything around him stopped, the galaxy stopped evolving, and everything stopped flowing.
"Crack!"
The dark starry sky cracked, like a mirror. Mo Wangchen looked around and found that he was back in the Nine Heavens, sitting cross-legged in front of the statue.
He didn't know how long he had been sitting here, but high in the sky, the battle had long since ceased. The figures of Holy Son Tianwu, Holy Lady Yunxi and others were no longer there, leaving only Holy Son Ziji.
At this moment, his body was covered in blood, and the sun was shining down on his body, making him look extremely dazzling.
When Mo Wangchen woke up, Holy Son Ziji smiled, with an inexplicable excitement in his eyes, and his smile looked evil.
"Buzz..."
Suddenly, behind Mo Wangchen, the statue of the god burst into light, as if a force tore the sky apart, and an endless stream of holy power poured down, forming a pillar of light that enveloped Mo Wangchen's entire body!