Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I created three thousand demon realms.

Chapter 207 A Thousand Years
In the chat group!

Yuan Meng looked at the chat group, which he had now closed, and the function for new members to join was disabled.

Currently, in the chat group, Xiao Chen is not mentioned as he has already entered the Great World of Ferocious Beasts. The remaining members are Chen Zhan, Number Ten, Hilder, Keisha, Tsunade, Kaido, Esdeath, Saeko Busujima, Ying Zheng, and Zhu Yuanzhang.

Chen Zhan, the world of number ten is the vast world.

Excluding Saeko Busujima, there are seven people left, representing seven worlds. Including the One Piece and Naruto worlds that are about to merge, there are a total of six worlds.

Esdeath's world follows a technological path, while Keisha's world follows a genetic path. Zhu Yuanzhang's path is martial arts, Qin Shi Huang's is immortality, Hilder's is the divine path, and as for Kaido and Tsunade, well, they don't have specific paths, but they are mainly based on the two-dimensional world.

This was also something Yuan Meng had arranged.

That's enough. After cultivating six Great Thousand Worlds, they can then be integrated into the Great World of Ferocious Beasts.

"That's about it, but we still need enough worlds." Yuan Meng looked into the endless void.

Yuan Meng took a step and entered the endless void.

The myriad realms are hidden within, beginning their search for a suitable world.

Of course, Yuanmeng's behavior is no different from that of the ancient world.

They are all worlds that plunder the heavens and then give back to themselves.

However, unlike the Ancient Origin Realm, Yuan Meng will not wipe out all the living beings in that world. Although many living beings will die, many will still survive, right?
These things are not important to Yuan Meng. What matters is whether Hong Qi can continue. That is what Yuan Meng cares about.

Yuan Meng added many worlds into the chat group.

The chat group members also began to conquer other worlds, constantly devouring them to make their own world stronger.

As time goes by.

A thousand years have passed.

There weren't many changes in the primordial world, but the human realm within it underwent quite a few changes.

As time passed, a thousand years in the Primordial Immortal Realm was equivalent to a day in heaven and a year on earth for the Primordial Human Realm.

The flow of time is different.

The spiritual energy in the primordial human realm began to gradually dissipate, and the laws of nature were also constantly concealing themselves, making cultivation even more difficult.

This is normal; if the Immortal Realm is like this, then the Primordial Human Realm is naturally even worse.

This is inevitable. According to Yuan Meng's idea, the primordial human realm will eventually evolve into the Dharma-ending Age, where cultivation will be impossible, and even spiritual energy will cease to exist.

Everything will become the past.

Yuan Meng knew about this all along, and it was something Yuan Meng had arranged long ago.

The Dharma-ending Age is both good and bad, and this is related to the plans of Yuan Meng.

Yuan Meng only paid attention to the affairs of the human world for a short time, and then stopped paying attention to them.

Ultimately, from a certain perspective, the reason for such a change in the human realm is still due to the problem of Yuan Meng.

Yuan Meng is the master of everything.

However, even without Yuan Meng, the inability to cultivate in the human realm was only a matter of time.

Yuan Meng merely brought this matter forward.

This prematurely ushered the human world into the era of spiritual desolation, also known as the end of the Dharma era.

Even if Yuan Meng hadn't done this, these things would still have happened; it's just that because Yuan Meng did it, it all happened sooner.

Ultimately, however, the human realm will inevitably enter the Dharma-ending Age; it's only a matter of time. Yuan Meng has simply brought these things forward, but that's all.

For thousands of years, the battles outside the realms have continued to rage fiercely, but many primordial beings have reaped considerable rewards in both heaven and the abyss.

Of course, many primordial beings also perished on the extraterrestrial battlefield, which created a strange balance on the extraterrestrial battlefield.

In the battlefield outside the territory.

Nowadays, how should we describe the creatures of the primordial world, the abyss, and heaven?

Simply put, it's either you hit me today, or I hit you today.

Today Heaven is launching a counterattack against the Primordial World, and tomorrow the Primordial World will launch a counterattack against Heaven. It's quite a lively scene.

Compared to battlefields outside the region.

The primordial world, however, was much calmer.
A thousand years have passed, but for the creatures of the primordial era, a thousand years is but a fleeting moment.

However, for Buddhism, these thousand years were the most painful period.

Over the course of a thousand years, the demonic sect continued to grow stronger and purged Buddhism.

As one of the Eight Divine Dragons, Wutian was almost the successor to Buddha.

No one understood Buddhism better than him, so under Wutian's leadership, Buddhism's plans were repeatedly thwarted, in Wutian's eyes.

The only variable might be Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was born to answer a calamity, and at that time, Wutian was still Kinnara, one of the high-ranking members of Buddhism. Naturally, he knew what kind of being Sun Wukong truly was.

This was the only thing Wutian was worried about. As for the others, whether it was a reincarnated child or another Buddha, Wutian was well aware of them.

The only threat is Sun Wukong.

After all, Sun Wukong was the only real variable, and Wutian had also considered trying to win him over.

Unfortunately, Sun Wukong rejected him in the end.

After all, Sun Wukong still had a bond with Tang Sanzang and his companions. Although Sun Wukong was unhappy with Buddhism, all of his skills were taught to him by Buddhism.

Of course, martial arts are not included, but other things, such as the somersault cloud, the seventy-two transformations, and other things, are basically taught by Buddhism.

From this point of view, no matter what conditions Wutian offered, Sun Wukong did not agree to them.

As time passed, and the Buddhist community suffered repeated blows, it was always Sun Wukong who stepped forward, proving that Wutian's concerns were justified.

The Demon Mountain, originally a sacred mountain, has become a demon mountain.

Wutian sat in the main hall with his eyes closed. Besides Wutian, there were other ferocious and terrifying demons sitting cross-legged in the hall like statues.

In its heyday, this place was resplendent in gold and bathed in Buddhist light, where seated the enlightened bodhisattvas and Buddhas.

Now this place is dark and oppressive, filled with demonic energy, and sitting here are all kinds of demons and great demons.

"Wu Tian, ​​get out here for me, Old Sun!" A voice rang out from outside the main hall.

Wutian opened his eyes, and a captivating ray of demonic light flowed within them before disappearing.

Wutian looked outside the main hall and saw Sun Wukong standing above the Demon Mountain, golden light radiating from his body, his golden cudgel growing larger and larger before falling down.

The overwhelming demonic energy surged into the heavens.

Countless demons roared, and the once enchanting chants of Sanskrit became the deafening sounds of demons.

Endless demon sons and grandsons laughed and cursed, turning the three thousand Buddhist kingdoms into three thousand demon kingdoms.

The demonic energy directly blocked Sun Wukong's golden cudgel.

Wutian walked out of the main hall and looked at Sun Wukong alone.

"Sun Wukong, did you come here alone to die?" Wu Fu said slowly, his eyes deep and seemingly capable of swallowing everything, his tone terrifyingly calm.

"Hehe, I, Old Sun, am not here to die. You're the one who's going to die. Watch closely," Sun Wukong said with a smile.

A ray of golden light tore through the demonic clouds.

Countless Buddhas appeared atop the Demon Mountain, their golden light shining upon it.

In all their varied forms, all the lost Buddhas have returned.

An immortal golden light emanated from his body.

The power of Buddhahood surges and intertwines on Mount Ling.

"Form the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Buddhas!" Sun Wukong roared.

The boundless light of Buddha shone forth, tearing apart the western land that had been shrouded in darkness.

Countless beings who had fallen into demonic ways returned at this moment.

The vast Buddha light shone upon the western land, and those pure demonic beings, upon encountering this Buddha light, melted away like snow in spring.

Wutian was not affected in the slightest. He looked at Sun Wukong, who was surrounded by demonic energy, but hidden within him was the light of Buddhahood.

The sky was filled with Buddhas chanting Buddhist scriptures, and the vast Buddha light shone upon the earth.

"Are they your source of confidence?" Wutian said slowly, looking at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong looked at Wutian and frowned. Wutian was unaffected, which was something Sun Wukong hadn't expected.

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"Of course not, we are welcoming the Buddha's return." Sun Wukong gestured behind him.

A colossal Buddha appeared, like a golden sun, its golden body radiating immortal light, and the sound of chanting echoing.

"Amitabha!!" The Buddha uttered a Buddhist chant, and the heavens trembled.

Wutian squinted at the returning Buddha.

Wutian was well aware of the Buddha's return, and even understood that it was only a matter of time, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

In just a thousand years, the Buddha has returned once again.

“Buddha.” Wutian took a step forward and appeared in front of Buddha.

He looked at Tathagata with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Wu Tian, ​​turn back before it's too late," Buddha said slowly.

(End of this chapter)