This was the last straw that broke Wuzhi Qi's dignity.
He was once a proud great sage of the demon clan and a prehistoric divine beast.
The Five Elements Divine Furnace has not bent his back for countless years.
In the God Realm, in the Desolate Heaven Realm, in the place where all realms compete, although Wuzhi Qi has had a difficult life, he has always faced it with a smile.
He firmly believes that he can become the overlord of mythical beasts.
But when he saw the God-Slaughter War Puppet and Han Muye, his confidence began to collapse.
Unknowingly, the God-Slaying War Puppet has cultivated to such a powerful level that he is not far from the overlord level.
And Han Muye, who was not in his eyes back then, has reached the level of overlord and dominates the world with one person's power.
The last time they met, the God-Slaying War Puppet woke him up with a voice.
In the following years, his cultivation and combat power have improved by leaps and bounds.
In the Immortal Realm, he is confident and can run rampant.
But he knew that with his strength and the resources at his disposal, it was impossible to become the overlord.
He just happened to be used to being undisciplined.
He would rather be with a group of monsters and be a great sage than complete various tasks seriously and earn resources.
But this time, he chose to bow his head.
A first-grade Dzi bead in five years is his only chance to enter the realm of overlord.
"Brother, you, didn't you mean..." The one-horned man following Wuzhiqi looked complicated and spoke in a low voice.
As a great demon who follows Wuzhi Qi, he knows Wuzhi Qi very well.
How could Wuzhiqi, who had always longed for freedom, be willing to make any sacrifices?
Things like this are like putting a layer of shackles on his head.
"Do you still remember what Han Muye said when we were at the Cangtian Altar?" Wuzhiqi turned around, looked at all the monsters, and asked.
What did Han Muye say?
All the monsters looked at each other.
"The next time the Heavenly Gate is opened and the altar is reunited, it will be a thousand years later, no, it will be nine hundred years later."
Wuzhiqi's face was solemn, and his eyes were looking at the repelled Sky Monsters in the distance, as well as the panicked Canaan tribe.
Nine hundred years later, Tianmen reopened.
That's a good opportunity.
The monsters looked at each other, with excitement on their faces.
Wuzhiqi shook his head and said nothing.
These monsters won't understand what he means.
Nine hundred years later, whether it is Han Muye, Tushen Zhanpuppet, or other Jiuxuan City practitioners, as well as millions of powerful people from all walks of life, they will all step into the plane of heaven.
At that time, if Wu Zhiqi's cultivation had not yet reached the overlord level and his roots were not yet stable, should he leave or not?
Go, the origin is not stable enough, and it will not be easy on the road to heaven, or even on the plane of heaven.
Stay, stay for what?
If there are no tigers in the mountains, will the monkey be called the king?
Without the lower planes of those strong men, what's the point of his Wuzhiqi?
These monsters behind him would not understand his thoughts.
He has no means to give up his dignity and pride.
As long as he reaches the overlord level within nine hundred years, all the sacrifices will be worth it.
The once proud Wuzhiqi who refused to bow his head is dead.
Now he is really willing to fight with all his strength.
In the distance, in front of a curtain of light, the God-Slaying War Puppet looked calm.
At this time, the body of the God-Slaying War Puppet is no different from that of Wuzhi Qi, and even the face is eighty-nine percent similar.
"How about it? Seeing that he is willing to change, are you relieved?" Han Muye, who was standing next to the God-Slaying War Puppet, said softly.
The God-Slaying War Puppet nodded.
A wry smile appeared on his face: "They say I am his involvement, but in fact he is also my involvement."
"He can't take the last step and choose to step into the overlord level with all his strength, and I can't become an overlord-level existence."
Taking a deep breath, the God-Slaying War Puppet's eyes revealed endless divine light.
"This time, I can attack the overlord with all my strength."
Attack the Overlord.
Who could have imagined that the God of Slaughter, who was just a remnant soul of a war puppet, would actually attack the overlord?
Han Muye nodded and looked into the distance.
"This time, the affairs of the Canaan universe will be left to you."
"I should also return to the ancient universe and settle all the unfinished things."
The ancient universe was the starting point of Han Muye’s cultivation.
In the prehistoric universe, there is the origin of calamity.
All of this is related to Han Muye, and he needs to resolve all these involvements.
"If my guess is correct, the calamity in this plane is caused by the extraction of the source from the plane of heaven, or the departure of too many strong men who gathered the source in this plane."
The source is missing, resulting in calamity.
So in order to calm down the calamity, we need to replenish the origin.
In the past, calamities swept through the heaven and earth, causing the entire universe and even many universes to collapse, and then transformed the origin into chaos in the form of the Ruin Realm, re-evolving the world.
This must be a catastrophic disaster for the living creatures among them.
"Do you want to replenish the origin and eliminate the calamity?" Hearing Han Muye's words, the God-Slaughtering War Puppet showed surprise on his face.
"Do you want to enter the plane of heaven and seize the origin?"
This is no joke.
The last ones to enter the Cangtian Plane and cut off a piece of heaven and earth were the Sword God Lu Yue and the Master of Jiu Xuan Peak. Now both of them have divided their souls into sleep to escape the pursuit of the Cangtian Plane.
Could it be that Han Muye also wanted this ending?
"Actually, as long as those detached people hiding in the Zhoutian battlefield return, they can replenish a large amount of origin."
Han Muye showed a smile on his face and whispered: "In this way, I can also know what sources have been extracted from the Cangtian plane."
At the Cangtian Altar, Han Muye had already sensed the lack of origin in this plane.
But Han Muye didn't know exactly which sources were extracted and which ones were detached and hidden by powerful men.
This time he returned to the prehistoric universe and planned to force out the strong men hiding in the Zhoutian battlefield.
After hearing what Han Muye said, the expression on the God-Slaying War Puppet's face became even more solemn.
To force out those top powers, there are too many causes and effects involved.
Among those strong men, few were at the overlord level. On the Zhoutian battlefield, Han Muye was already invincible.
But Zhou Tian battlefield has accumulated too many strong men for countless years.
If so many powerful people are to be forced out, the result is really unpredictable.
There are just too many involved.
"I didn't say I wanted to be enemies with those guys on the battlefield in Zhoutian."
Han Muye laughed, waved his hands, and his body moved and turned into nothingness.
Not an enemy?
The God-Slaughter Zhanpuppet was stunned for a moment, with a trace of confusion on his face.
Are those powerful men hiding in Zhou Tian’s battlefield really willing to return to the wild world?
…
When Han Muye left, Huang Zhihu also wanted to go back, but Han Muye refused.
Not to mention that the war here needs Huang Zhihu to preside over, even the richness of the origin of the Canaan universe is worth staying here.
In the end, Han Muye and Huang Laoliu quietly left the Canaan universe.
"Don't worry, Brother Han and I can handle the little things in the prehistoric universe." Huang Laoliu patted his chest when he left.
However, before arriving in the prehistoric universe, Huang Laoliu and Han Muye parted ways.
According to what he said, everything from now on will be trivial and Han Muye can solve it alone.
Is there anything in this prehistoric universe that a strong man at the overlord level cannot solve?
As for himself, he went to Sixth Sister-in-law.
After so many years in the Wilderness Territory, Sixth Sister-in-law is still in Wutian Continent.
Han Muye laughed and scolded him for his lack of loyalty, and then stepped out into the wild universe.
The moment he re-entered the wild universe, Han Muye's eyes shone with light.
At this moment, he felt a hint of the power of heaven and earth joining him.
It is not the power of heaven and earth that was borrowed during previous practice, but the power that binds oneself to heaven and earth after entering this place.
"This is original induction."
Several of his own original powers are stable and complete, so when he steps into this universe, he will be considered to supplement the original sources in the universe.
For example, if he has perfect thunder origin, and he returns to the prehistoric universe, the power of the thunder origin in the entire prehistoric universe will be increased a little.
This is the power of a overlord-level, powerful person with perfect origin, which has an impact on the entire universe.
Looking at it this way, there are naturally reasons for the decline of cosmic cultivation in all parties.
So many powerful people, especially the top ones, have left and taken away their original power, which will naturally cause the cultivation of this universe to decline.
"Then, find those origins."
With a whisper, Han Muye dispersed.
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Wanhua Tianyuan.
Wanhua City.
At the bottom of the abyss are countless ruin realms.
For most practitioners, Tianyuan is an extremely dangerous place.
Especially those who are powerful and powerful are afraid of being dragged away by the power in the Ruin Realm, so they rarely come to Tianyuan.
In the abyss of heaven, there is a city of ten thousand flowers.
Han Muye destroyed this city back then.
Later, Mu Wan and many practitioners stayed here.
Huang Zhihu and millions of sword cultivators also stationed themselves in Wanhua City in order to deal with the pursuit of Zhoutian Divine Realm.
Later, when heaven and earth merged, Han Muye broke the barrier between heaven and earth, Zhoutian Divine Realm merged with all other immortal realms, Shenyuan Tiangong and other forces no longer cared about Huang Zhihu and the others, and Tianyuan was even forgotten.
The major forces from all sides are focused on going to the Zhoutian Divine Realm and will not care about Tianyuan's affairs.
Over the years, Tianyuan has become a holy place for many middle and low-level practitioners.
Wanhua City and the Ruins Realm are still very attractive to those Immortal Lords and even the Daluo and Golden Immortals who are under the Immortal Lords.
"Let me tell you, there is a God-Resident Pill developed by Immortal Mu Wan in Wanhua City today. If you swallow one of the God-Resident Pills, after entering the Ruins Realm, you will be able to retain a lot of memories in the Ruins Realm when you return."
On a flying boat, a Taoist priest in black robes smiled and spoke.
What you seek when entering the ruin world is this insight, but for various reasons, the insight will dissipate.
With the God-Resident Pill, I can retain this insight for a longer period of time.
This period of time is enough for many people to break through.
"How to sell the Divine Residence Pill?" After hearing what the Taoist said, a young man wearing a Taoist crown asked curiously.
This young man's cultivation level is half-step to Golden Immortal, but he is obviously a little quiet. He may have encountered a bottleneck.
On the flying boat, other people also raised their heads.
This is a very ordinary flying boat, thirty feet long, with three layers of armor on it, and its speed is not too fast.
In the abyss of heaven, flying boats like these can be seen everywhere.
Most of the practitioners on the flying boat range from heavenly immortals to golden immortals, and there are very few Daluo practitioners.
As for the powerful ones at the Immortal Lord level, they basically cannot ride on a flying boat and can directly fly away.
"There is a shop in Wanhua City that sells the God-Resident Pill. One God-Resident Pill only contains ten divine crystals."
After the fusion of the divine world and the other fairy worlds, the mainstream currency has become divine crystal.
Of course, whether it is the Tianyuan Pearl in the Tianyuan, the Immortal Spirit Stone condensed by the Immortal Qi, or various other treasures that can provide source or rule power during practice, they are all hard currency.
In particular, treasures that contain the power of origin and rules can be circulated and used everywhere.
"Ten divine crystals are not too expensive." Someone on the flying boat whispered.
Before the fusion of the divine realms, it would not be easy to obtain a divine crystal. Those practitioners under the Immortal Lord might not be able to obtain one in a year.
But after Han Muye broke the barrier between heaven and earth and the Immortal World merged with the divine world, the smelting process for transforming the divine crystals had to be opened, and the divine crystals dispersed into the heaven and earth.
Shenjing no longer has the qualifications to be a top trading chip.
As long as you are in the Celestial Realm, you will at least have dozens or hundreds of divine crystals on your body.
"Ahead is Wanhua City." Someone said on the deck.
Everyone on the flying boat looked up.
"My dear, this city is probably thousands of miles away."
"Qianli? Who are you looking down on? This is just the acropolis of Wanhua City."
"Back then, Wanhua City was like a world with four levels of heaven and earth. Later, there was a great war and the city collapsed."
…
On the flying boat, Han Muye, who was sitting by the porthole, turned his head and looked ahead.
The dazzling city looks like stars in the abyss of the sky.
Calculating that I have not returned for a thousand years, seeing Wanhua City again feels like a lifetime ago.
One after another, the airships lined up, dragging the spiritual light, and passed between the acropolis.
On the flying boat, the practitioners talked loudly about how to enter the market world and how to gain enlightenment.
Now most of the ruin realms have been explored clearly, and there are rules to remind you how to survive in them, whether you enter with the body or with the spirit.
Wanhua City seems to be treating this as a business.
Still a good business.
Standing in front of Wanhua City, Han Muye showed a trace of nostalgia on his face.
The original solid stone city is now covered with flowers and much more green.
This is in line with Mu Wan's temperament.
He stood where he was, looking forward.
"Buzz——"
Like water waves, a figure stepped out.
White dress, long hair flowing.
There is no trace of smoke and smoke, but a gentleness like water.
Just like back then, on Jiuxuan Mountain, outside the Alchemy Hall.
"Brother, you are back."
…
Han Muye didn't know how many women in the world would choose to remain unknown, just to make a man worry less.
He didn't know how many women would wait quietly for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
He didn't even know how many women in the world, after thousands of years, still looked so clear when they met again.
This may be the reason why he is willing to be with Mu Wan.
Standing here, the prehistoric Kunwu, the Galaxy God Realm, the battle of all realms, and the plane of the sky have all become vague scenes in my memory.
Only the person in front of you is real.
"Senior brother, I have developed a bloodline elixir."
Slowly walking forward, putting her head on Han Muye's shoulder, Mu Wan whispered softly.
Han Muye's eyes lit up and he burst into laughter.