Chapter 1 An Ominous Feeling

An Qisheng naturally didn't think he had the ability to doom world after world.

Nor could it be, nor was it likely to be, a coincidence.

He had been speculating about the reason for the 'universe replacement' for a long time, as well as the possible negative consequences, and now it seemed to be confirmed.

Vaguely, An Qisheng seemed to feel it.

It wasn't just the Human Realm, it wasn't just Xuanxing, and it wasn't just the Wanyang Realm.

A huge change, spreading extremely widely, was happening or about to happen between many worlds.

The disasters of the world and the universe were an unbearable burden for any group or individual.

No one could stay out of it.

A calamity...

An Qisheng lowered his eyes and focused his mind, not speaking, but thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, appearing and disappearing, again and again.

Whoosh~

The ship cut through the waves, and before long, the Bai Yujing (White Jade Capital) towering on the riverbank had disappeared from sight.

...

Of the Nine Provinces of the world, the demon clan and the ancient remnant clans each occupied one province, while the human race occupied the remaining seven, and the dragon and phoenix clans were trapped in the four seas.

The remaining smaller clans lived in seclusion in the many oases of the boundless desert sea.

But this was just the surface.

During the twenty thousand years since the disappearance of the Guanglong Supreme, the world, seemingly calm on the surface, was actually turbulent with undercurrents, and many great clans that had been expelled were eyeing the human territory.

Longzhou (Dragon Province), as the name suggests, was once the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan in ancient times. A Dragon King once captured stars and meteorites, filling the void to create land, and diverted the four seas to open up ten thousand rivers.

It could be said that it was the most suitable place for the Dragon Clan to live in the world, apart from the four seas.

Similar to it were Fengzhou (Phoenix Province), Huangzhou (Auspicious Province), and Qiongqizhou.

The human race occupied seven provinces, but had not changed the ancient names of the seven provinces.

Roar~~~

In the northernmost part of Longzhou, where thousands of large rivers converged, there was a vast inland sea, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, where countless aquatic creatures were entrenched.

At this moment, clouds gathered over the inland sea, and thunder rumbled, as if the night fell from the sky, and the storm swept up, with endless seawater soaring into the sky like reverse rain.

Amidst the rolling thunder and the dark clouds overhead.

A divine dragon, as brilliant as golden fire, connected to the clouds above and the deep sea below, its angry roar shaking tens of thousands of miles, triggering vast changes in the celestial phenomena, as well as the horror of many cultivators on an island in the sea.

"Who could make Lord Dragon return in such a rage?! The domain gate, what exactly happened behind the domain gate?"

"That's a message from the Butian Pavilion (Heaven Mending Pavilion) of Dongzhou (Eastern Continent), could it be that there's been a change in the Butian Pavilion of Dongzhou?"

"Lord Dragon is gifted with extraordinary talent, and his bloodline has returned to its ancestral form. Even among all the dragons of the current generation, he is extremely famous. Who could make him return in such a rage?"

On the small island, a group of Butian Pavilion cultivators were all surprised and uncertain, looking at the giant dragon churning the sea with trembling expressions.

The Butian Pavilion had seven branches, and the species in the seven branches were mixed, including humans, demons, dragons, phoenixes, and even ancient remnant clans. Although their branch had both human and demon clans, the one in charge was a dragon clan.

This Ao Wushou was the Pavilion Master of the Butian Pavilion in Longzhou, and he was also a well-known overlord on Longzhou. His position was much higher than that of the Butian Pavilion in Dongzhou.

All this was naturally because of strength!

The Dragon Clan's bloodline crowned all clans, and among the human race, only the awakeners of powerful physiques such as the Divine, Holy, Buddha, and Buddha could compare with them.

Not to mention a leader like Ao Wushou?

His physique was incomparably strong, and he once had the battle record of tearing apart a human expert at the level of shattering the void.

"Brother Ao, why are you so furious?"

From a dark palace on the island, a heavy and sonorous voice came out.

A figure followed the voice and appeared in a place covered by dark clouds and rolling electric dragons, wearing a monk's robe, with crystal-clear skin, a broad face, large ears reaching his shoulders, and gentle eyes.

"Da Tuoluo!"

The giant dragon raised its head, its long dragon whiskers danced wildly in the wind, and its dragon eyes flashed with extremely violent light: "Those wastes in Dongzhou lost the domain gate, and even allowed me to be plotted against!"

Ao Wushou was extremely furious.

He had been slapped in the face, pressed down and beaten back.

What a humiliation!

Since his birth more than a thousand years ago, he had never suffered such humiliation, how could he not be furious!

If the distance between the two provinces wasn't too far, he would have already broken through the air and gone to kill that rat.

"Who is it?"

Da Tuoluo's monk's robe fluttered, and his eyes flickered: "On the surface, no more than five people in Dongzhou can beat you. Tian Ding Di (Heaven Cauldron Emperor), the number one person of the contemporary era in Dongzhou, seems to be dead, and the three great Holy Lords won't take action..."

"I don't know!"

Speaking of this, Ao Wushou was furious. He had been slapped in the face twice, but he didn't even know who the enemy was, how could he not be angry?

"I heard that a great expert has emerged in Dongzhou in recent years, called what Yuan Yang Daoren (Primal Yang Taoist), and even Qian Shisi (Fourteenth Qian) was suppressed by him. Could it be him?"

Da Tuoluo's heart moved and he said, "I heard that that branch in Dongzhou has a feud with this person, could it be..."

"It's possible!"

Ao Wushou rose into the air, his dragon tail swept across the sky, pushing away thousands of acres of smoke and dust, tearing apart the billowing dark clouds, revealing the true face of the great sun:

"Da Tuoluo, come with me to the Zhaixing Tai (Star-Picking Platform), borrow their domain gate to go to Yaozhou (Demon Province), I want to see, what kind of rat dares to deceive me like this!"

"Brother Ao, the Holy Lord has decreed that no one can take action without authorization before the change of heaven, let alone seek revenge across provinces?"

Da Tuoluo put his hands together and shook his head slightly:

"What does it matter to endure a moment of anger?"

He didn't want to go.

With the impending change of heaven, anyone who aspired to the Great Dao was waiting for an opportunity. At this time, fighting to the death with others, no matter the outcome, would be a loss.

"Roar~~~"

The sound of a dragon's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Ao Wushou tore through the void and disappeared into it, completely ignoring Da Tuoluo.

Whoosh~

The aftermath of the inland sea had not stopped, and the water from the sky poured down like a waterfall.

"Bloodlines have their advantages and disadvantages. Having the strongest bloodline of all clans, but the hidden dangers are too great..."

Seeing Ao Wushou leave, Da Tuoluo couldn't help but shake his head:

"This stupid dragon will die because of this character sooner or later..."

Thanks to that old Dragon King of the Primordial Era, the Dragon Clan's bloodline was strong and spread extremely widely, prospering for millions of years, but there was no perfect race in the world.

The Holy Spirit Clan was born powerful but difficult to reproduce, with few members. The Dragon Clan was strong and had many members, but it also had huge hidden dangers.

That was emotion.

The dragons of the world were either licentious, violent, or tyrannical...

This Ao Wushou was inherently violent. Although he cultivated Buddhism, it was difficult to hide his nature.

Whoosh~

With a casual finger, he sent a ray of Buddha light into the island, arranging various matters.

"Before we return, no one is allowed to go out to sea without authorization!"

After saying that, he also tore through the void and disappeared into it.

...

Whoosh whoosh~

Amidst the swirling yin mist and howling cold wind.

In the dark mountains and rivers, there seemed to be countless ghosts crying and whispering. If anyone was here, they could even smell a condensed and lingering smell of blood that had gone through who knows how long but could still be smelled.

The blood had no fishy smell, but instead exuded a danqi (elixir energy) that was more wonderful than that of a superior elixir, nourishing this land.

"Whoosh~"

Somewhere on the towering and continuous mountain peaks, Fa Wushe woke up from his meditation and slowly exhaled a breath.

In the battle at the Zhawang Tai (Platform of Kings), he would have died if not for a substitute. In addition, he also lost his Feng Hou (Enfeoffment) spiritual treasure. Although everyone knew that this matter had nothing to do with him.

He was still punished to cultivate in seclusion here.

Wuwu~

Even during the day, the lingering wailing sound still came.

Fa Wushe subconsciously glanced at a black-red peak thousands of miles away. That peak was once the main peak of the Extinction Dao (Path of Extinction).

Once, the most stunning and brilliant Extinction Dao master was nailed to that mountain peak.

Blood flowed for three years, and the vast sea of blood also seemed to submerge the mountains, almost destroying the Extinction Dao's mountain gate at that time.

Today, there were naturally no traces left on that mountain peak, but the condensed and lingering blood qi, as well as the faint whispering and wailing sound.

It seemed to have flowed down forever.

He knew that this was deliberately done by the past Extinction Dao masters, so that the Extinction Dao disciples of each generation would remember that incident.

Buzz~

Just as Fa Wushe opened his eyes, a slight humming sound rang in her ears.

A light curtain unfolded in front of her.

An old woman with a dark face appeared in the light curtain, and said in a low voice: "Fa Wushe!"

"Grandma Fa."

Fa Wushe's eyes narrowed, and she said respectfully: "Is there anything you need me for, Grandma?"

"Do you know everything that has happened in Tian Ding Kingdom in recent days?"

The old woman's voice was hoarse and sharp, like bricks rubbing against the wall, extremely unpleasant.

"Are you talking about the changes after the new ruler of Tian Ding Kingdom ascended the throne?"

Fa Wushe's heart moved.

Although he was in seclusion, he was not completely ignorant of the outside world.

Since the original Fourth Prince of Tian Ding Kingdom, now the Tian Shou Di (Heaven Longevity Emperor), ascended the throne, there had been great actions. Everything that Tian Ding Emperor had only promoted in Tianjiao City for more than a thousand years.

At this time, it had begun to spread under the leadership of the princes and princesses of Tian Ding Emperor, and the major sects and casual cultivators he had gathered.

Of course, Tian Ding Emperor had not done nothing for more than a thousand years. This promotion, called 'change', was extremely fast and had a great impact.

"No, it's the Tian Ding Kingdom's national teacher, Yuan Yang Daoren."

The old woman's eyes were deep and condensed, with a hint of disbelief: "That Yuan Yang Daoren chased down an unnamed expert from the Butian Pavilion for 1.2 million miles, and killed him in front of Bai Yujing yesterday. Moreover, he suppressed the Pavilion Master of the Butian Pavilion, the Sect Leader of the Lingtian Sect, and a Supreme Elder of the Wanfa Lou (Ten Thousand Dharma Pavilion) with great magical powers!"

"Wh, what?"

Fa Wushe was startled and stood up abruptly: "Are you saying that the explosion of the Fengwang Lingbao (Enfeoffment Spirit Treasure) yesterday was caused by, by Yuan Yang Daoren?!"

"That's right!"

The old woman nodded with a gloomy expression: "That Yuan Yang Daoren has a secret method that prevents him from leaking his aura. For the past few years, no matter how we searched, we couldn't capture his aura, and there was no way to curse him..."

"You want me to go to Bai Yujing to search for the aura that Yuan Yang Daoren may have left behind?"

Fa Wushe reacted and frowned slightly:

"But what if there are not too many traces left behind in Bai Yujing..."

The Wang Bao Sanqi Fa Mie Lu (King Treasure Three Seven Dharma Extinction Record) possessed the strongest curse power in Dongzhou. It was said that an Extinction Dao master once used this treasure to curse and kill a Guiyi (Return to One) expert beyond his level.

The old woman wanted him to search for and capture Yuan Yang Daoren's aura, and the purpose was self-evident.

However, that Yuan Yang Daoren was obviously on guard, and there were very few traces left behind. Unless it was someone who had been close to him for many years, who could obtain his aura?

"That's okay..."

The old woman's expression was a little subtle:

"I heard that after leaving Bai Yujing, that Yuan Yang Daoren didn't return to Tian Ding, but instead transformed into an old Taoist and traveled around the various countries. If you follow him, there may be a chance..."

Fa Wushe was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

...

In the land of Dongzhou, hundreds of countries stood in great numbers.

The customs and cultures of the various countries were very different, and the languages and writing were not the same. Although the Holy Emperor once unified the tracks of the carriages and the writing system, the world was vast and time was ruthless.

After ten thousand years, there would still be ten thousand years. In such a long period of time, completely different writing and culture would eventually evolve.

However, the several great dynasties that belonged to the same sect had great similarities and unity.

"Monster Mister, what did you see, what are you going to do now?"

On a straight official road, An Qisheng walked unhurriedly, and the Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child couldn't help but stick his head out.

It was too curious.

It was very interested in the things in the altar, and it was extremely eager to know what kind of power could transmit information from the 'future' back to the 'past'.

Even the direct descendants of the Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent, there were not many who possessed such power.

How could it not be curious about things related to the Immortal Seed or even the Eternal Seed.

But no matter how it asked, An Qisheng never revealed anything.

"I saw trouble."

An Qisheng paced on the official road, as if measuring the earth with his feet, with a quiet expression and waveless eyes:

"But this trouble is not just my trouble, naturally, I have to talk to Him..."