Just when Zhong Zihao was in despair, the mysterious and uncontrollable Chaos Bead suddenly shook, casting down a cloud of colorful divine clouds, illuminating every corner of the sea of consciousness.
"ah……"
In the face of this mysterious power, Shang Xingyun's frightened and desperate soul was completely vulnerable and was instantly annihilated.
"I forgot about this old friend!"
Zhong Zihao was stunned and frightened for a while, then smiled bitterly: "You saved my life again!"
Strictly speaking, this bead was brought to him by Mr. Xu. Without the Chaos Bead, he would have died countless times.
He suddenly thought of a lot, and he missed his former relatives and friends even more. But so far, he didn't even know where his sister Zihan was. If he returned to Yuntian Continent and saw his fourth uncle, how would he explain it to them?
There are also Lu Yang, Qin Zhining, Meng Ruoyan and other friends, where are you?
"After leaving the Ancient Ghost Tomb, it's time to see Wan'er!"
After drinking tea, Zhong Zihao regained his strength and stood up slowly.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
With a move of his hand, he put away all the tower tablets that had been scattered in various directions. He turned around and looked at Shang Xingyun's body lying on the ground with a calm expression.
"Heaven-shaking Seal!"
Zhong Zihao suddenly took action, and a giant palm that covered the sky suddenly appeared, crushing it down with a force that shook the sky.
"Boom!"
As a destructive wave swept across the place, the corpse was completely transformed into a mass of blood mist, but there was still a storage ring shining with silver light.
"Consider this your compensation for plotting against me!"
Zhong Zihao picked it up. The experience was truly thrilling, and he almost fell into a state of eternal damnation.
Although Shang Xingyun has paid the price with his life for this, he still secretly warned himself that he must be more careful in his actions in the future and must not be fooled by the immediate interests. Only the power gained through hard work is the most reliable.
"Boom... boom, boom!"
Suddenly, bursts of roaring sounds sounded from all directions, and even the world began to shake.
"Is the Ancient Oni Tomb about to be closed? Didn't Ao Wujiang say that it would be opened for fifty years? It has only been around for twenty years now..."
Zhong Zihao was a little confused, but he didn't dare to stay any longer. He turned into a stream of light and rose into the sky.
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The moment the Ancient Oni Tomb was closed, many terrifying entities in seclusion in the endless universe woke up.
"Is this...the birth of Taichu Realm?"
Deep in a vast palace complex, a figure whose face could not be seen suddenly opened his eyes, and a low voice slowly sounded: "Here, lead a group of true god realm experts to the various exits of the ancient ghost tombs. As long as you find time appearing on your body,
Those whose power fluctuates will be brought back to the Divine Court."
"Yes!" someone outside replied respectfully.
After this figure was arranged, he was still a little uneasy and murmured: "Once the Taichu Realm is born, I'm afraid the power of Fengshen Mausoleum cannot be suppressed. Maybe it won't be long before the concentration of source power in this world will slowly recover.
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"No, let's go to the Fengshen Mausoleum and see it in person!"
As soon as he finished speaking, no spatial fluctuations were seen, and the figure disappeared directly and strangely.
Another floating continent is lined with green trees, steaming clouds, and many rare and exotic animals parading in the sky. Below, an old man is leisurely sipping tea.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the tea cup made of fine material was crushed by him: "Ancient Ghost Tomb, Taichu Realm!"
"Has this day come yet?" The old man looked up at the sky, "I think the Fengshen Tomb will also be attracted by it, so I can only go and see it!"
The old man waved his robe sleeves, and the person disappeared, leaving only a voice floating around the world: "Organize strong men to guard the exits of the ancient ghost tombs, and find people with time and power fluctuations in their bodies. Don't let them snatch them away."
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"I'll wait for the order!"
The above scene was not an isolated incident, it happened almost simultaneously in all the divine courts.
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"call out!"
In the vast starry sky, a man wearing a dark purple robe crossed the sky, thousands of miles away in an instant.
The man's skin was a little pale, but he exuded an immortal-like temperament. Especially his eyes, which were as bright as stars, gave the whole person an innate nobility.
However, at this moment, the man seemed a little anxious, and kept increasing his speed crazily, rushing in one direction.
It wasn't until a few hours later that an unknown planet appeared in front of him that he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Whoosh..."
In a few flashes of time, the man came to a valley filled with birdsong and flowers, where an old man with white beard and hair was already waiting.
The old man had a kind face and looked quite calm, and he couldn't sense any breath from around him, just like an ordinary old man.
"Nan Wuxie joins the master!" The man immediately stepped forward and bowed to salute.
"Wuxie, where did Xingyun go?" the old man nodded slightly and asked.
"Return to Master, this disciple doesn't know!" Nan Wuxie was startled and then immediately realized what he was saying.
"Um?"
The old man looked displeased: "Xingyun has fallen, how long do you want to hide it?"
"What!" Nan Wuxie was horrified when he heard this, "With my junior brother's cultivation level, how is this possible?"
"Don't tell me yet?" The old man shouted with a gleam of light in his eyes.
"Master, junior brother went to the Ancient Ghost Tomb!" Nan Wuxie's voice was filled with helplessness and shock, as if it was difficult to accept this fact no matter what.
"Ancient Onizuka!"
The old man obviously didn't expect to get this answer. His eyes were dazed for a moment, and then he sighed after a long time: "You helped him in, right?"
"Master, this...disciple..." Nan Wuxie hesitated.
"Without the Supreme Pure Spirit Pill in your body, how could Xingyun have suppressed his cultivation to deceive the senses of the Ancient Oni Tomb and escape from the rules." The old man shook his head and sighed again.
"Master, I...I harmed my junior brother!"
There was an invisible anger in Nan Wuxie's eyes. If he couldn't avenge his junior brother, he would probably always be burdened with guilt.
However, who would have thought that the old man said this: "It's none of your business, all this is Xingyun's own fault! If he hadn't always wanted to change his destiny against heaven, he wouldn't have died an unexpected death."
"In fact, I have warned him many times about the Taichu Realm of Ancient Onizhong. It does not belong to him at all. Trying to own it will only lead to great disaster!"
"As expected, as expected!"
"I have also understood for a long time that the child wants to change his destiny and achieve the position of God King, but everything in the world has its own cause and effect, how can it be obtained by force?"
Nan Wuxie was a little confused and said in confusion: "Master, aren't you able to understand destiny? Aren't you also capable of this?"
The old man shook his head slowly: "Because I know the fate of too many people, I also understand that some things cannot be touched. You must know that the God King is not omnipotent in this world."
Nan Wuxie was thoughtful and stood silently.
After a long time, the old man said again: "Wuxie, I know that you and Xingyun have a good relationship, but you must remember what my master said today and you are not allowed to avenge him!"