Chapter 368: The Original Bodies

Yuanshi took one last look at the snow peak, then turned and walked down the mountain.

After arriving at Yuxu Palace and instructing everyone, Yuanshi bathed, changed his clothes, sat in meditation for three days, and then headed towards the direction of chaos, stepping into the air.

Yuanshi wanted to prove his own Yuanshi Tiandao realm, and did not want to be affected by the prehistoric world. In the chaos, shielding everything was the best place to prove the Tao.

In the origin space of the Heavenly Dao, Yuanshi's super-ego, the figure of the original saint who had been sitting cross-legged for tens of thousands of years, finally moved. Yuanshi slowly opened his eyes, and countless purple lights flashed in his eyes. The purple light evolved into all kinds of great ways, the universe, the sun, the moon, the stars, the mountains, the rivers, the grass, the four seasons, the years, the sea, the sky, the collapse, the universe, the world returned to chaos, the extinction of all ways...all kinds of amazing visions, a universe from the beginning to the end, a lifetime experience, all flashed in Yuanshi's eyes at this moment.

Although it was only a short moment outside, in fact, in Yuanshi's eyes, he had already experienced a chaotic era.

Yuanshi stood up and took a last look at the Heavenly Dao Space. He was about to leave.

He had been in this space for a long time. Since he became a saint, he had basically spent countless Yuanhui in the Heavenly Dao Space to comprehend the prehistoric Heavenly Dao. Especially in the last five Yuanhui, with the integration of the world, the Heavenly Dao Space has changed greatly, and the origin of the Heavenly Dao has increased greatly. Yuanshi has gained a lot of benefits. Not only has his cultivation broken through to the perfection of Hunyuan, but he has also witnessed the evolution and development of a Heavenly Dao. This is definitely unimaginable for him to break through the Heavenly Dao realm. In a sense, the Heavenly Dao is something that a Heavenly Dao realm powerhouse must have. Of course, those who have the Heavenly Dao are not necessarily Heavenly Dao realm powerhouses.

At this moment, if he continues like this, he will definitely gain more, but the prehistoric catastrophe is about to come, and Yuanshi has to break through. As a superego, he has to return. After returning, Yuanshi may no longer be Yuanshi. Yuanshi is only Yuanshi after all. No matter how many benefits he gets, it has nothing to do with him.

Yes, he has already gained enough, how can he ask for more? Yuanshi suddenly felt relieved, with a slight smile on his face. He gave up refining the origin of the Heavenly Dao, and erased all his marks on the origin of the Heavenly Dao Laws that he had refined before.

Wow!

The origin of the laws in the Heavenly Dao space suddenly burst into brilliant divine light, and the chains of order were shaking, and the Dao was cheering and jumping for joy. Yuanshi felt a breath of freedom from shackles, and the Heavenly Dao seemed to have emotions.

At this moment, Yuanshi's state of mind suddenly seemed to be sublimated, infinitely elevated, and suddenly figured out many things.

There is gain only when there is sacrifice. Things that do not belong to you will not belong to you no matter how hard you try. Things that belong to you, no matter how hard others try to keep them, they will never belong to you.

Yes, the Heavenly Dao itself belongs to Pangu. Can I really take it for myself? He thought of the things in this space that he could never refine. Perhaps this is the reason.

Yuanshi took a last look at the depths of the space, shook his head, and walked out of the Heavenly Dao space with firm steps, heading towards the depths of chaos.

In another part of the Heavenly Dao Space, Patriarch Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the direction where Yuanshi left. He was suddenly puzzled. He didn't understand why Yuanshi left the Heavenly Dao Space at this critical moment. However, he changed his mind and understood that Yuanshi was about to break through.

Soon, he withdrew his mind. Yuanshi was about to break through, and he couldn't waste time. Yuanshi's departure was just what he wanted. He could enjoy the Heavenly Dao Space alone at this moment, and use it to return to the peak of the Heavenly Dao.

In the Jiemo Palace, the Wanjie Demon Lord was full of demonic energy, and the demonic flames in his eyes were so hot that they seemed to burn the heavens.

Wanjie Demon Lord came out of the secret room and asked someone to recall Chi You. Then, despite everyone's opposition, he passed the position of the Palace Master to Chi You in public and left the prehistoric world.

In the depths of the starry sky, a star as black as ink was like a dead star in the cold universe. No one would care about it at ordinary times.

"Buzz--"

At this moment, the dead star suddenly trembled, and then countless dark matter erupted, and the thick black fog that was as solid as substance shattered other stars within thousands of miles around.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound was so loud in the depths of the dead starry sky. The black dead star suddenly cracked a huge gap, and a black light ball with a radius of ten feet was revealed in the deepest part. The light ball was flashing with black light, and the inside was as black as ink. The black fog surged and rolled endlessly.

"Swish!"

A man in a black robe suddenly opened his eyes, and the black light in his eyes broke through the black fog, cut through the starry sky, and blasted a huge star thousands of miles away.

The man stood up slowly with the Chaos Bell on his head. He stretched lazily, opened his mouth and took a breath, and the countless black fog around him suddenly turned into a tornado and poured back into his mouth.

The broken black dead star, at this moment, turned into a pitch-black ball, swallowed by the man, who turned gently and went towards the chaos.

It turned out that this dead star was made of the dark matter.

On the Ziwei Emperor Star, the Lord of All Stars, there were billions of stars suspended around the Ziwei Emperor. These stars were moving according to some strange trajectory. Billions of stars, in a small space, did not seem crowded at all, and these stars did not collide with each other.

The stars in this world were shining, and the purple air was crisscrossed, extremely gorgeous.

The Ziwei Emperor was like an emperor who ruled the stars in the sky. Billions of stars were at his disposal. He destroyed the sky in a snap of his fingers and scattered the stars in a wave of his hand.

Emperor Ziwei shook his head gently, stretched out his hand to grab the void, and the stars suddenly turned into brilliant streams of light, like meteors streaking across the sky, all flying into his hands.

Emperor Ziwei spread his palms, and saw the entire starry sky. All of them were in his hands at this moment. The stars were shining, and one palm was a starry sky.

Emperor Ziwei stepped on the stars, reaching tens of thousands of stars with one step, and soon disappeared into the stars.

The ancestral land of the human race, Shouyang Mountain.

The human race has now undergone great changes, and masters have emerged in large numbers. The first ancestors of the human race, the Suiren clan, the Youchao clan, the Zhenyi clan, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Wen Zu, and various schools of thought, etc., many people are now Hunyuan masters. The human clan members are spread all over the prehistoric times. The largest clan deserves its name.

The highest peak of Shouyang Mountain, Martial Ancestor Xuantian resigned from all affairs of the human race many years ago and no longer manages the affairs of the world. Today, Xuantian left the word "武" in the ancestral land of the human race and left the human race.

Xuantian used martial arts to create magic and use martial arts to develop ten thousand ways. His realm had already reached the pinnacle of martial arts, and one word contained all the ways in the world.

Therefore, the stone tablet that bears the word "Martial" is directly promoted from an ordinary stone tablet to a magic weapon of the innate treasure level. It is also a direct channeling of spirits, equivalent to a inheritance. It can not only help people realize Taoism, but can also be used as a weapon. The attack is equivalent to a mysterious weapon. There are few people who can resist a powerful blow from Heaven.

This is Xuantian's last gift to the human race.

In the Netherworld, many worlds are now integrated into it, and the Netherworld realm has also grown. Although it is not as vast as the prehistoric world, it is still three-quarters of the size.

The expansion of the realm naturally involves a struggle for interests. In addition to the Sansheng Emperor, the Netherworld now has many other strong men who have integrated into the underworld. Such as Pluto, Ghost Ancestor, Huangquan Emperor, Hun Zun, etc., their strength is no worse than that of Sansheng Emperor.

A hundred years ago, the Sansheng Emperor relieved himself of his heavy responsibilities and handed over the position of emperor to others. He sat in front of reincarnation all year round and comprehended reincarnation.

Today, Emperor Sansheng did not realize the reincarnation as usual, but went to the Pingxin Hall next to the reincarnation.

Empress Pingxin is wearing an orange palace dress today, her long hair is tied into a bun, a beaded flower is inserted in her hair, and it hangs down the back to her waist. She is extremely beautiful. If the beauty of Nuwa is the beauty of her noble temperament and her love for all living beings, then the beauty of peace of mind lies in her static beauty of being unconcerned with the world and as light as a clear spring. Among the prehistoric times, Empress Pingxin's beauty was ranked among the top three. Unfortunately, she stayed away from the underworld all year round and was rarely known to anyone.

She was as calm as ever at this moment, and the two of them sat opposite each other, like friends and strangers at the same time.

She poured tea for him, and Emperor Sansheng raised his cup and took a sip. From the beginning to the end, neither of them said a word. The atmosphere between them was a bit strange, too quiet. But Emperor Sansheng's heart was as peaceful as ever.

Finally, Emperor Sansheng stood up and walked out. When he reached the door, he said softly:

"I'm leaving, and I may never return to the Netherworld again."

With that said, he left without waiting for her to reply.

Hearing this, Empress Pingxin's eyelashes trembled slightly, she bit the corners of her mouth lightly, and looked at the leaving figure of Emperor Sansheng, without saying a word for a long time.

My heart is slightly moved, but the love is far away, things are no longer the same, people are no longer the same, everything is different, the past cannot be forgotten!

Pingxin is no longer the Hou Tu, and the three lives are no longer the Origin!

Some things are over before they even begin.

After the Sansheng Emperor left the Pingxin Hall, three figures flew from three directions. These three figures were the Jiuyou Emperor who was in charge of Jiuyou, the Lord of Hell who suppressed hell, and the All Souls Underworld Emperor who was in charge of all the spirits in the netherworld. The cultivation of the three of them is not weak, they are in the early stage of Hunyuan.

The three figures are the three lives of the Three Lives Emperor, the past life, this life, and the next life!

The three figures walked into the body of the Three Lives Emperor and gradually faded away. In the end, only one figure remained, which was the Three Lives Emperor.

"boom!"

A burst of terrifying pressure descended on Netherworld, but then disappeared. This pressure disappeared in a flash, and disappeared with it, as well as the figure of the Three Lives Emperor.

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