嗷呜~~~

In the dim night, the yellow dog howled at the moon, its expression agitated.

Sa Wuling stood in the ruins, his mind churning with many thoughts.

Within that ray of light were the words left behind by many teachers, and the most important point was still Emperor Heaven!

Qi Seeds take the essence of heaven and earth to replace it, which does not mean that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has completely disappeared, and is squeezed and repelled from this world, but still exists in the starry sky.

Without the slightest reduction.

And the Yin evil and resentment energy between heaven and earth are the same, not disappearing, but also being repelled from this world.

One day, the Emperor Heaven Ten Vices will be reborn.

Even, not just the Emperor Heaven Ten Vices.

Heaven has five venoms: Daoism, Buddhism, Demons, Ghosts, and Evil. The Emperor Heaven Ten Vices are merely great demon ghosts born from the mixing of demon and ghost energy. In addition to the paths of demons and ghosts, there are still the three paths of Daoism, Buddhism, and Evil in the world.

Perhaps one day in the future, even more ferocious and terrifying things will be derived, which is also unknown.

And he himself must die once…

Whoosh~~~

After standing for a long time, Sa Wuling slowly opened his eyes, looking at the night sky, as if seeing the white-clothed Daoist.

"To fight with the heavens is endless joy..."

He stood tall, as if talking to himself, and also as if confiding to his teacher:

"This is what you taught me, disciple, I have remembered it."

.......

An Qisheng felt very wonderful at this time.

Of course, he was not dead.

Less than half a day had passed since that battle, but for that half a day, he had been preparing for ninety years, and if the time spent in dreams was included, it was nearly two hundred years!

For that half-day battle, he had deduced it countless times, and had already considered everything he could think of.

Qi Seed, the Qi of Humanity, the Fengshen Altar (Investiture of the Gods Altar), the Emperor Heaven Ten Vices, the Scroll of Life and Death Reincarnation, the Land and Mountain Gods of the world, the Responsive Altar, Xie Qi, Black Impermanence...

Everything that could affect this battle, he had used.

That was why he had achieved this state of neither victory nor defeat!

Yes, neither victory nor defeat.

At this time, his existence was very strange, like illusion and reality, like life and death, seemingly existing, yet seemingly non-existent.

As if completely isolated from this world, yet possessing a vast perspective far beyond his peak.

Looking down from the highest point.

He could see the sunrise and sunset, the grass growing and the orioles flying, the aurora borealis in the Arctic, the waves in the瀚海 (Han Hai, vast sea), the eagles soaring in the sky, and the earthworms wriggling in the soil...

He could see everything between heaven and earth, the sun, stars, silver moon, the four seas, five continents, mountains and rivers, cities and pavilions, and the walking, sitting, and lying of the people living in the cities.

Even the dust particles floating in the void, invisible to the naked eye.

It was as if he had become the heavens!

And in fact, he was like the heavens at this time!

He transformed his body into a Divine Court, dividing and delegating the gods to govern the 'Qi Field', using the Fengshen Altar as nodes, the Fengshen Formation Diagram (Investiture of the Gods Formation Diagram) covered the entire world, encompassing everything, from the Five Elements to the vegetation, all like his hands, feet, mouth, and tongue.

Although he could not command them as freely as he wished because he had not completely suppressed the 'Heavenly Duke' of this world, it did not prevent him from understanding this world.

This feeling was far too divine compared to Yuan Shen (Primordial Spirit) perception.

The perspective was far too broad.

This was not just seeing a larger area, but also more deeply. A single plant could be traced back to its roots, seeing how it broke out of the soil, and also seeing how it endured the wind and rain, seeing its lushness, and also seeing it wither and fall into the mud.

And people were the same.

From their birth, their first words, to their toddler steps, from their youthful spirit to their dying day, all could be seen clearly.

But this was not seeing through the past and the future.

Rather, it was the 'future' deduced through the control of heaven and earth as 'big data'.

The origin of Wei Shaoyou was the same.

He was not truly a transmigrator, but was instilled with memories of the future, nine truths and one lie, by the 'Heavenly Duke' of this world, believing himself to be from the future.

But the memories were real.

Because everything in his memories would become reality if he had not seen Sa Wuling's second destiny trajectory.

And its role, naturally, was to guide him in the wrong direction.

For example, to prevent the 'Netherworld Fengjun Sacrifice', or even to guide him to confront Xie Qi, and even to cause a disaster that could be called a catastrophe for all beings in the world.

It was only at this time that he realized how conspicuous an intruding outsider was to a 'Heaven' with 'intelligence'.

Under the gaze of 'Heaven', everything in heaven and earth has its destiny, even if it looks absurd, it is so.

And the intrusion of outsiders will undoubtedly break this destiny.

Moreover, it was a break for no reason, which could not be understood by 'Heaven'.

He was like this, and so was Gu Changfeng before.

The Heaven of this Human Path is different from the Jiufu Realm, and also different from Xuanxing (Profound Star). Although its intelligence has just opened, because its body is too large and can access too much information and resources, it has an almost overwhelming advantage over all beings.

This was extremely important to An Qisheng.

He possessed the ability to enter the dreams of thousands of worlds, and in the future, he would definitely not be limited to Xuanxing, Jiufu Realm, and the Human Path, and may even go to more great worlds and universes.

And he may not necessarily encounter great worlds that were more complete than the Human Path, had higher 'intelligence', or even had the legendary spokespersons of the Heavenly Dao.

At that time, if he still acted according to the current way of doing things, he might suffer a great loss.

And Gu Changfeng suffered a great loss.

As soon as he entered this world, he had already been calculated against. His skeleton was invaded by spiritual energy for ten years, and it was difficult to change it. His life was even more full of twists, turns, hardships, and difficulties, needless to say.

But his talent was unparalleled, and no one in the Human Path, past or present, was higher or stronger than him. He forcefully walked out of a path of humanity between the struggles of the two worlds.

In fact, if Gu Changfeng had not opened up the path of pure oneness, heavenly mandate, and supreme being on top of his Yuan Shen, even if he was stronger, he would not have been able to reach that level in just ninety years.

Not to mention, the suppression and sacrifice of the Emperor Heaven Ten Vices, Xie Qi, Black Impermanence, the Netherworld Fengjun Sacrifice, the Scroll of Life and Death Reincarnation, his important cornerstone of 'Heavenly Gods and Earthly Gods', the City God system, was also laid by him.

Even the沉沦 (chen lun, sinking) of that 'Heavenly Duke' was also his doing.

Just as he said, success does not lie with me. His success was precisely standing on the shoulders of that 'Mr. Gu'.

And An Qisheng was very clear about this, and did not care.

The reason why humans are human is nothing more than the passing of the torch, generation after generation, adding up, words, inheritance, society, and then to civilization, all are like this.

In fact, from the moment a person is born, to their first words, to growing old and dying, in which aspect are they not standing on the shoulders of their predecessors?

To have one person walk a path from scratch, and walk to the end, is that something that a 'human' can do?

"Outsider..."

A faint whispering sound kept echoing in An Qisheng's heart.

Suppressing 'Heaven' was too difficult. To completely suppress it, his 'Qi Seed' had to replace not only the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but also the Qi Field of the earth.

This was destined to be a long war measured in hundreds of thousands of years.

Neither victory nor defeat was already the limit of man.

It was also An Qisheng's limit at this time.

Defying the heavens was not so easy. After the great and vigorous events, there was a subtle influence that was long enough to allow magma to cool and the sea to dry up.

The disappearance of the Divine Court was not his intention, but the result of the entanglement between this 'Heavenly Duke' that he suppressed and him.

In the depths of the void, invisible to anyone, the vast Fengshen Formation Diagram (Investiture of the Gods Formation Diagram) was everywhere. On it, light and shadows flowed, and divine light outlined layers of palaces, and pavilions and terraces that stretched for an unknown distance.

And chains that seemed to penetrate out of the Fengshen Formation Diagram (Investiture of the Gods Formation Diagram), densely covered the void, firmly binding the entire Divine Court.

Similarly, those countless 'chains' were also firmly suppressed by the Divine Court.

The two faintly formed a strange balance, one unable to escape suppression, and the other unable to completely replace it in a short time.

But, neither victory nor defeat is victory.

He taught the Dao in the Human Path, and the Taiji (Tai Chi) Understanding replaced all cultivation classics, becoming a must-read code for all beings in the world. People cultivate 'Qi' and also achieve 'Qi'.

Between this ebb and flow, the balance of victory and defeat will eventually tilt.

Of course, that day may be tens of thousands of years later, or even millions of years later.

"Human Path..."

An Qisheng did not care about the sound echoing in his heart, and deeply stared at the mountains and rivers of this world, past events flowing like clouds and smoke.

His divine will swept across the night, caressed the silver moon, and gently stroked the yellow dog howling at the moon along with the moonlight.

It seemed that a faint voice echoed between heaven and earth:

"The matter is not fully accomplished, but I have tried my best. The future is ultimately not with me..."

He was not omnipotent. Suppressing the 'Heaven' of this world was just to eliminate the world-destroying calamity. The Emperor Heaven Ten Vices still remained, and the threat of Emperor Heaven still remained.

The future of the Human Path was ultimately not something he could predict at this time.

However, people must save themselves, and then heaven will save them. He had already done everything he could do, and whether it was victory or defeat, it would still depend on the beings of this world.

Amidst the lingering echoes, Sa Wuling seemed to be aware of something, but ultimately did not see anything.

An Qisheng took one last look at the disciple who inherited his Dao, and his divine will gradually subsided.

And just left.

Separation is bitter, separation is difficult, it is better not to see, it is better not to see.

.......

Time is like water, and years are like shuttles.

Time is like sand, and it disappears into the sky and the earth inadvertently.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed since the Battle of the Underworld.

In the past thousand years, the fortune of humanity has been like a raging fire, and the inclination of the general trend of heaven and earth has given birth to countless geniuses and heroes, foreshadowing the arrival of an unprecedented great world.

In the past thousand years, Sa Wuling upheld the Dao of his teacher, sat in Qingdu, and presided over the world. No matter how many geniuses and heroes emerged from generation to generation, no one could shake his position as the number one in the world.

Even, the most dazzling star in the millennial wave was his disciple, Wang Lingguan, followed by Wei Shaoyou.

One teacher and two disciples had already occupied the top three in the world. The Taiji Dojo (Tai Chi Dojo) suppressed heaven and earth, and countless people were in awe of it.

No one in the world did not want to enter the Taiji Dojo (Tai Chi Dojo). Sa Wuling felt this and preached the Dao at the Fengshen Altar (Investiture of the Gods Altar) in Qingdu, benefiting the cultivators of the world.

Countless cultivators were grateful for his kindness.

Sa Wuling was thus respectfully called Old Heavenly Master.

The peace of heaven and earth seemed to continue forever, until one day a thousand years later, Sa Wuling woke up on the Fengshen Altar (Investiture of the Gods Altar) in the Central Continent.

I saw that the starry sky outside the sky was filled with Yin evil, and the vast evil Qi fell from the sky, the world shook, and countless people were horrified.

The Emperor Heaven Ten Vices, these ten immortal and indestructible Great Demon Ghosts were reborn again, appearing in the world together, coming from the starry sky, and setting off a huge starry sky storm, wanting to destroy the world!

Immediately, with a long laugh, he said directly that he would succeed, and stepped into the starry sky.

On this day, Yin evil howled in the starry sky, roars shook the sky, celestial phenomena changed, almost affecting the entire world, and even stars shattered for it, and fire rain fell from the sky.

This battle lasted for three days and nights, and the falling fire from the sky dyed the world red.

At the end of the battle, the Emperor Heaven Ten Vices were once again suppressed in the Star Sea.

And on the same day, it seemed that thunder seas rolled and surged in the depths of the Star Sea, carrying the power to destroy the heavens and destroy the earth, and bombarded the Star Sea.

Afterwards, it seemed that the legendary Divine Court descended, and its vast power shook the heavens and the starry sky, and intertwined with the Thunder Sea.

Divine punishment came again!

After a battle, Sa Wuling disappeared, suspected of falling.

For a time, the world was filled with white mourning clothes, and all beings wept.

The following year, his disciple Wei Shaoyou, with the support of Wang Lingguan, the protector of the Taiji Dojo (Tai Chi Dojo), inherited the ambition of his teacher and became the second generation of Heavenly Master!

In the same year, the new Heavenly Master Wei Shaoyou passed on to the world and changed the calendar.

Historically known as the Emperor Heaven Eleventh Era!

After that, it was the era of the extreme glory of the Taiji Dojo (Tai Chi Dojo).

Ten years, twenty years, one hundred years, five hundred years, one thousand years... until sixty thousand years!

The Taiji Dojo (Tai Chi Dojo) ran through the entire river of history, and generations of Heavenly Masters passed on the torch, always standing at the pinnacle of heaven and earth, suppressing one era after another.

Becoming the true ruler and protector of the Emperor Heaven Eleventh Era.

Sixty thousand years later, in the depths of the boundless瀚海 (Han Hai, vast sea) in the Western Continent, the door of a temple that loomed in the wind and sand was slowly pushed open.

A little monk, like a newborn, or perhaps already three or four years old, wearing a large monk's robe, with thick ears and deep eyes, faced the sun as bright as a meteor shower, and stepped into the world.

"Amitabha!"

The little monk put his hands together, but recited the Buddha's name like an old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life.

The wind and sand of the瀚海 (Han Hai, vast sea) howled, but there was no way to reach his body. Even the hurricane of sand that swept across, when his calm eyes fell, had already calmed down.

Almost at the same time.

In the extreme east of the Eastern Continent, the place where the sun rises, on a nameless island located in the depths of the East Sea, the door of a Daoist temple full of the vicissitudes of the years, as if it had existed since ancient times, was also slowly pushed open.

A fair-skinned, handsome little Daoist, but born with an old-fashioned look, carried the rising sun, slowly opened his arms, as if to embrace the whole world:

"Blessings boundless, I, have finally descended!"

Boom!

Under the endless ice ocean of the Southern Continent, the undercurrents surged, and countless ice river beasts and schools of fish were suddenly alarmed by some kind of aura, and launched extremely bloody massacres against each other.

It seemed that in just a moment, the huge glacier had been dyed a scarlet color.

Then, in that endless sea of blood, a small figure walked out of the extremely evil aura.

The figure was three feet tall, wearing a blood-stained robe, with evil eyes, holding a blood arrow, lazily stepping on the glacier, took a deep breath, and was about to say something.

Suddenly raised his eyebrows to look north as if he felt something.

Almost at the same time, the little Daoist in front of the East Pole Daoist Temple and the little monk outside the temple in the West Desert瀚海 (Han Hai, vast sea) also felt something and looked at the same time.

I saw that on a mountain in the Central Continent, ripples appeared, and a person sang softly and walked out of the void:

"The majestic pass is really like iron, but now we are stepping forward from the beginning... Three little guys,

Welcome to, the Human World!"