The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

This is a chaotic and illusory realm, with only endless immortal light that seems to be collapsing and gushing out like a galaxy. The phantoms of ancient mountains stand tall and majestic like ancient war gods, and endless electric light surges like angry dragons dancing wildly.

In the meantime, the golden ocean seemed like the golden liquid poured down by the Emperor of Heaven. Although hidden, it was still visible, emitting a pressure that made the universe tremble.

On the top of the mountain, there is a forest of thunder trees, which are towering into the sky, like the royal guards under the command of the Thunder Emperor, grim and murderous, showing their grandeur.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was an earth-shaking sound of a peerless collision, as if chaos was reopened. The powerful force wavered like a prehistoric beast breaking free from its shackles, roaring and charging, as if to crush and reshape this piece of fairyland.

"Ow..."

The golden lightning suddenly gathered together and turned into a dragon that covered the sky and the sun. Its body was tens of thousands of miles long, and as thick as a pillar supporting the sky. Wherever it passed, chaos collapsed. The wild aura surged like a world-destroying flood, terrified even the gods and demons in the heavens.

Then, a sharp cry pierced the sky, and a chaotic divine bird seemed like the Lord of Chaos coming to the world. It spread its wings, tearing the sky apart, and striking across a hundred thousand miles.

The lightning all over his body was like a sword of divine punishment, with an unparalleled sharpness and powerful energy fluctuations. Even a peak great sage would be like an ant to the bright moon, and would be torn into dust in an instant.

It was as if the supreme purgatory of thunder and lightning was opening here, but the emperor's prohibition was like an absolute barrier forged by all gods and demons in heaven, locking all the violence and secrets inside.

If not for this, when the Emperor's Gate has not been opened, if the news of any living being entering without permission spread to the world, it would surely cause a shock throughout the world, and the whole world would be shocked, as if the end of the world was approaching, the sky would collapse, and all the worlds would be in panic!

The lightning was like a world-destroying calamity pouring down, but a figure seemed to be the Emperor of Heaven who dominated this realm, strolling leisurely and leisurely, pacing freely in it, as if inspecting his supreme territory.

Wherever he walked, golden lotuses burst into life, as if holy objects planted by the gods themselves broke through the ground at the beginning of chaos. In an instant, golden light filled the universe, paving the way for his unrivaled dominance.

Fairy rain fell behind him, and every drop of water turned into a spirit and became holy, transforming into a mysterious symbol, like the imprint of the soul of the immortals and demons in the heavens, deeply engraved into the void, achieving the true body of the Great Dao, and controlling the pivot of all things in the world.

The symbol is majestic, and its light is as bright as the sun coming to the world, shining brightly in the sky, making the stars pale in comparison and the worlds tremble.

The sound was deafening, just like the angry roar of the Lord of the Dao. When this sound arose, time and space seemed to freeze, and all spirits bowed their heads. Only the endless majesty and dominance remained echoing between heaven and earth.

Although a sage can say that the law follows, this person's every move is accompanied by the Tao like a loyal servant. It seems that he has already seen through the origin of all Taos and is close to the true god of Tao, dominating the rise and fall of the vast world.

As the runes flashed, the great Dao resounded in harmony, like the sound of a huge bell, shattering the illusions of the heavens. One by one, the scriptures took shape, with real dragons winding and phoenixes dancing. Although they were only as long as an arm, they danced with the wind of the sky, and the whistling made all the heroes in the world terrified, and all things were silent.

And this person, surrounded by the endless rhythm of the Tao, was like a peerless emperor reviewing memorials, effortlessly imprinting various rhythms of the Tao on him, as if he was weighing the order of heaven and earth.

Either deducing, or verifying, or ruthlessly eliminating, or violently smashing, and then re-blending with supreme power, it is as if reshaping the rules of heaven and earth and recreating the order of the universe.

After an unknown number of years, the devastating thunder and lightning in the sky retreated like a defeated army and disappeared into thin air.

The long and melodious sound of the bells is like the loud voice of the ancient Heavenly Emperor, resounding across time and space.

The chaotic mist dispersed in panic like a frightened beast, and the mountains moved in order like paying homage to the gods, each showing its majestic appearance.

The lightning and thunder all degenerated into a golden forbidden sea, surging and surging, as if telling of the awe of the past, demonstrating the supreme majesty and mystery of this place.

Above the sky, the vast celestial palace loomed, majestic and solemn like the capital of the gods, and magnificent and majestic like the core of all realms. The celestial palace towered into the clouds, sitting in the auspicious clouds and mist. The magnificent scenery was enough to shock the gods and demons, and make all the spirits in the world worship and praise its supreme reputation.

The nine suns set in the west, and the palaces and pavilions were covered with golden and red holy light. The auspicious light from the tiles looked like flowing golden flames, holy and dazzling.

The golden forbidden sea surged with rage, and the thunder seemed like the wrath of heaven, which could bring about a heavenly calamity, making the universe pale in comparison and all living beings tremble in fear.

The bell rang long and deep, its sound passed down through the ages. Jiang Xuan raised his head, not caring at all: "Nine-fold Emperor's Tribulation, the Gate of Heavenly Palace..."

In the past, Jiang Xuan bravely entered the starry sky, walked the path of the Great Emperor to attain enlightenment, and deeply understood his state of mind.

A hundred years ago, he came here, disdainfully waiting for the opening of the Emperor's Gate, and instead called upon his spatial clone to break through the nine levels of the Emperor's Gate with unparalleled courage.

This place is the former site of the Heavenly Palace, and it was the way to challenge the Emperor of Heaven in the past. Although its prosperity has passed, its might still remains, and even a low-level quasi-emperor who enters there would be feared of being reduced to ashes.

Many great emperors left their traces in the past, including the vastness of the Green Emperor, the beginningless chaos, and the tyranny of the Fighting Saint Emperor, all of whom were invincible heroes.

Jiang Xuan fought for a hundred years, clashing with the remnant of the great emperor, and his power skyrocketed to an unpredictable level.

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard, and a long white jade staircase dropped from the palace, spanning the sea of ​​thunder. The palace rang together, and there were bursts of divine music, so solemn and majestic that the heaven and earth were silent.

Inside the Heavenly Palace, it is empty and quiet, but the majesty is still pervasive. The broken South Heavenly Gate, the remains are still proud, and it is rumored that the other half is hidden in the God Ruins.

The ancient tree under the gate is as tall as a man, with strong branches and trunks, shaped like a human figure. It seems to have experienced millions of years, and now it has awakened from its withered state, ready to welcome a new master.

Over the past hundred years, Jiang Xuan has been conquering and redeeming people at the same time under the Nine Heavens Gate, showing the image of a peerless hero.

This ancient tree was once the secret elixir of immortality of the emperor. Its power could shake heaven and earth, its ability could communicate with nature, and its changes were endless.

During the hundred years, Jiang Xuan fought and redeemed himself at the Nine Heavens Gate, showing the demeanor of an unparalleled hero.

This ancient tree was once the emperor's elixir of immortality, with infinite power and unpredictable changes. When the emperor died and the heaven collapsed, it lost all its vitality and fell into eternal sleep.

In the past, the Emperor used this tree to prolong the life of the Changsheng Tianzun for two thousand years. At that time, Tianzun tried all kinds of medicines to no avail, which showed the power of this tree. It is not only a magical medicine, but also a carrier of the Great Dao. It can be used as medicine or immortal, and it can change as one wishes.

Jiang Xuan fearlessly poured out his own blood, spritzed the immortality potion, mobilized the vast energy of the tree of life, gathered the spiritual charm of various divine springs, and even went alone into the sea of ​​suffering of the Heavenly Venerable to take its life spring, and watered it unremittingly for hundreds of years. Finally, the dying ancient tree revived against the trend from its dry roots, bloomed with glittering light, and burst into vigorous vitality.

Jiang Xuan, with his extraordinary wisdom, discovered the secret of the ancient tree's regeneration, which contained the supreme avenue. For Jiang Xuan, this was a rare opportunity that was enough to overturn the world and reshape the order of all realms. Its influence was so great that it spanned ancient and modern times and would shock the future, and it was limitless!

For a hundred years, Jiang Xuan has been killing people in the ancient emperor's imprints, and also contemplating the ancient tree avenue. Today, his power is overwhelming, his Tao is connected to the past and the present, and his achievements are complete.

Just then, the South Gate of Heaven suddenly opened, as if the Heaven was welcoming him. Jiang Xuan strode with his head held high. The road to the Imperial Palace was right under his feet. All obstacles turned to dust, leaving only his peerless grace, which was engraved in the hearts of all spirits in heaven and earth!

(End of this chapter)