Emperor Huang hasn't had two days of leisure yet...
After hearing the news that another human being rushed into the rift of another dimension.
He sighed helplessly, not feeling too surprised.
how to say……
He had already been fully mentally prepared for the fact that their world had been turned into a back garden by Fang Zheng.
Therefore, although he was very tired and even slightly angry, his face was still instinctively filled with a warm smile.
The Emperor Huang finally understood what it means for a weak country to have no diplomacy.
Looking at Fang Zheng who suddenly appeared in front of him, he smiled kindly and said, "Mr. Fang, you are here again."
"Didn't I say before that I wanted to solve the problem of the cracks in different dimensions, but now I'm afraid my current cultivation level is still not enough."
Fang Zheng said sternly: "The aura of the wilderness is incomparably compatible with me. If I retreat here, I will be able to succeed in at least a few years."
Emperor Huang was disappointed and said: "One year? Is it so long?"
"What?"
"No, it's nothing. Don't worry, Mr. Fang. We in Huangjie will fully cooperate with you. If you need anything, just give us an order and we will deliver it to you."
The Emperor of Desolation said in his heart that I will use all my strength in the Desolate Realm to help you recover to your full state.
Close it as soon as possible. I can't stand it if you come here every two days.
"Then give me the Temple of Desolation."
Fang Zheng said: "I have a good impression of the Desolate Temple. I should be able to get twice the result with half the effort by practicing there!"
"no problem."
Emperor Huang said categorically: "Should I immediately withdraw the three thousand Huang people who are repairing the Temple of Desolation? Or should I say, Mr. Fang, that you would like to wait until the Temple of Desolation is restored before entering..."
"No, I still want to repair the cracks in the different dimensions as soon as possible!"
"What a coincidence, I think so too."
Emperor Huang thought to himself, it seems that we are still on the same camp.
So...
Fang Zheng just settled down in the Desolate Temple.
The Desolate Temple in the Desolate World, the Yuancheng of Yuanxing, and even the Kunlun Sect in the Dharma-ending World!
All three are in this place... There is no doubt that the spiritual energy here is the most abundant. Otherwise, the true master of Kunlun would not plant the world tree he captured in this place.
When Fangzheng sat down cross-legged.
Within a radius of thousands of miles, all the spiritual energy is roaring.
The attributes of the same origin make these auras extremely compatible with righteousness.
With just one thought, a huge amount of spiritual energy formed a huge tornado vortex all around, and the center of the vortex was undoubtedly Fang Zheng.
But as a result, everything within a hundred miles of the square became chaotic, and the boundless spiritual energy became violent and began to tear apart everything around it.
The weaker Huangren couldn't even stand, and was torn apart by the raging true energy and fell to the ground.
"He ate all the spiritual energy."
Emperor Huang sighed helplessly and looked up at the turbulent visions in the sky. As soon as he practiced, even the heaven and earth were eclipsed.
What a powerful force, simply surpassing any generation of Huangdi in the past.
This time, I don’t think anyone will have any objections to him for being too accommodating to Fang Zheng, right?
In fact, if Huangjie and Yuanxing were not related, I am afraid that Huangjie would have been destroyed in the hands of Fang Zheng. Even future generations can easily destroy several worlds, let alone this ancestor?
Emperor Huang said: "Let Han Feng and Wei Chi come to see me."
You have to make arrangements in advance. If nothing else happens, this guy will have to stay in the wilderness for a long time.
Raging spiritual energy whirlpool...
It has great momentum, but no matter how powerful it is, after it has been around for a long time, it will become weird.
As time goes by.
The desolate people in Desolate Night City have gradually adapted to the weird spiritual energy vortex, and at the same time, they have also received a lot of benefits from these spiritual energy vortexes.
After all, the spiritual energy is too strong.
The only one who is worried is probably Emperor Huang.
Only he knows that the World Tree is about to die, and these spiritual energy will be the last hope of the wilderness, but he doesn't know how long this hope can last.
But as long as Fang Zheng was there, he didn't dare to have other thoughts.
in a blink……
A year has passed.
In the past year, Fang Zheng has never left seclusion. Emperor Huang was very eager to send people to deliver food every day, but the food was changed batch after batch, but Fang Zheng never took it once. This also made Emperor Huang even more confident.
This Fang Zheng is indeed no longer human.
No need to eat at all.
But in fact, with his strength, he could vaguely detect the strangeness of the desolate temple today.
The mighty whirlpool before that was also gradually dissipating.
It was as if a prehistoric beast had finally had enough to eat and drink.
Although the breath became more and more stable, the thick and ethereal feeling became heavier and heavier.
At the beginning, Emperor Huang could still get within a hundred meters of the Temple of Desolation.
But now, he has been excluded from a thousand meters away. It seems that just the aura emanating from his body can block the invasion of ordinary weak people.
Have I become a weakling?
Emperor Huang felt bitter in his heart. There was naturally an extremely wonderful inheritance among Huang Emperors. Although he was young, his strength was not necessarily inferior to that of his father.
But his father could still fight hard against Fang Zheng, and even managed to fight evenly. He had suppressed him in the early days... But it had only been so long now, and he was already as helpless as an ant in front of him.
Take action.
"What's wrong?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded beside him, Fang Zheng asked.
Emperor Huang suddenly turned around and looked to his side...
There, a figure suddenly appeared.
Founder!
He just stood there quietly, as if the past year of seclusion had not changed at all on him, and even the aura around him had weakened a lot.
No, it didn't weaken, but it became almost nothing. If he hadn't been a person with extremely strong power, he might not have been able to feel anything.
Emperor Huang was shocked: "You..."
"I plan to officially start trying to close the rift in another dimension."
Fang Zheng said: "Let's start from the different-dimensional rift between the wilderness and the wilderness."
"Very good!"
Emperor Huang was immediately overjoyed. This was a real surprise for him. You must know... In the past year, the raging mutations in Huangye City were second to none. What really caused him headaches, heartache and physical pain was the different dimension opened by their joint efforts.
crack.
This year, even if the spirit gathering array has been removed, it may be because it has been washed by spiritual energy.
The depleted desolate world is still absorbing the spiritual energy of the desolate world...
The Emperor Huang's heart was broken. You must know that the current Huangjie is no different than before. The remaining spiritual energy is like water without roots. Every little bit is used less.
But now, these spiritual energies are flowing like water towards a completely abandoned place.
What a waste, what a squander.
So now that he heard Fang Zheng's words, he couldn't help but feel like crying...
He is a majestic and desolate emperor, but he is so willing to compromise, and now he has finally reached the end.