Honghuang: Deceiving the Heavenly Demon Lotus, starting with deceiving the Western Church

Chapter 170: Tomb of the Deceitful King
Ling Xiao was completely confused. He had not expected things to be so tricky. He thought he had made a breakthrough to the Great Saint level.

He will be able to show up immediately and massacre Taiqing and Yuanshi, then stabilize himself and survive for a period of time, and finally he will be able to destroy Tiandao and Hongjun.

You will be free.

But things were not as simple as he thought.

After Ling Xiao heard what Future Ling Xiao said, he looked down at the past with his mind, but the past was nothing.

That real-life region doesn't exist...

There is only endless white fog.

But suddenly.

The white mist dissipated, and Ling Xiao saw his past self and the blue planet.

There was a friendly gleam in Ling Xiao's eyes.

How can a person not have a past?

What kind of existence is a person without a past?
He was in the next moment.

It was clearly seen that on that blue planet, there were a number of unfamiliar faces sitting. They were dressed like ancient people.

It was a high platform where they sat, overlooking the planet.

Ling Xiao followed their line of sight and the distance instantly rose to the ground.

This is not the Earth, it is clearly an ancient world!
Every familiar face is wearing ancient clothes.

Parents, class teacher, first love, childhood friend, classmates, leaders, colleagues...

Ling Xiao noticed meaningful smiles on the faces of the audience, as if they were enjoying a movie.

Truman?
Ling Xiao was stunned. He seemed to understand that his parents from Hongmeng's world had created a planet in the primordial fetal membrane, which was a replica of the Earth.

But in the past, I couldn’t see through those people’s attire and their abilities.

Now, they are clearly people whom I cannot see through at all!!
It's so strange...

Ling Xiao looked towards the high platform. Who were those people watching the show?
Could it be the enemy of my parents?

Ling Xiao looked over angrily, and at that moment, the group of people sitting there watching the show above the atmosphere of the blue planet all looked over at him.

Their eyes collided with Ling Xiao's eyes at this moment.

The line of sight suddenly shortens!
Ling Xiao clearly saw the surprise in these people's eyes.

The next moment, they turned into streams of gas with complex colors and various shapes.

That is the breath of the laws of the Tao.

However, every great law is tainted with black demonic energy, appearing to be extremely ferocious.

With a loud bang, a sound that echoed throughout the heavens and the worlds rang out in an instant.

"Live in the past and don't affect his future."

Suddenly, a prison covered the three thousand avenues, binding them together.

In the void, the illusory shadows of a man and a woman, reflecting the eternal time and space, looked towards Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao just looked at each other and felt like he was about to melt. He immediately exited a certain fragment of the past.

In the palace in the East China Sea, the future Ling Xiao said, "Don't waste your energy."

"The Three Thousand Great Daos have long become as selfish as the Dao of Heaven."

Ling Xiao asked: "If that's the case, then why does the great way of the wild world seem so fair?"

"This brings us to our parents. In order to help us transform the power of the Three Thousand Great Daos Curse, they cultivated a spiritual consciousness and made it become the Great Dao of Primordial Desolation."

Future Ling Xiao said.

"You must remember that you only have 10,000 years. After 10,000 years, the servants of the Three Thousand Great Daos, the Endless Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons, will descend upon the Great Desolation to kill you and wipe out the Great Desolation."

"This is called the Infinite Great Tribulation."

"And it doesn't matter. Our parents will reshape the timeline and bring the prehistoric world back to life."

"We will be reincarnated again, and we will be killed again."

The future Ling Xiao had red eyes, like a trapped animal, and asked: "Is this kind of life free?"

Ling Xiao remained silent.

Future Ling Xiao said: "We have died 2,999 times!" "Every time you become a Great Dao Saint, your future self is afraid that you will change and be wiped out."

"But in this life, you were actually tainted by love. You are too emotional, and that also caused me to be less rational."

“So here I am!”

"But, my old friend, how did you get yourself into so many entanglements?"

"You have good brothers, a woman who loves you, and your beloved disciple..."

"Is it because those 2,999 lives were too lonely?"

"Promise me that in ten thousand years, you will destroy the Endless Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons, melt the three thousand great ways, and go to Hongmeng, which is our hometown."

Ling Xiao was wondering at this moment, how powerful is the demon from the Endless Territory?

Ten thousand years later, an immeasurable catastrophe will befall. Will I have the strength to resolve it?

I have died two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times, which means that in so many reincarnations, each time in the past, I was not emotionally bound by this life. That is why my future self can abandon rationality and travel across time and space to remind myself, even at the risk of losing myself.

The Three Thousand Great Daos have developed self-awareness, so why would they curse themselves?

What crime have I committed...

Ling Xiao looked at his future self and smiled, "Did I marry Nuwa? Did we have a bunch of children?"

Future Ling Xiao was silent.

The smile on Ling Xiao's face gradually froze.

In the future, Ling Xiao waved his sleeves, and time and space shattered. It was a void filled with gloomy clouds and mist. Vaguely, one could see the broken Buzhou Mountain and the Kunlun Mountain that had been weathered beyond recognition.

The corpses of gods and demons were scattered all over the ground.

There is no sun, no moon, and everything is desolate.

Ling Xiao saw a vast cemetery with countless trees planted in it, but all the trees had lost their vitality and were reduced to nothing but dead and rotten trunks.

There are endless tombs.

The first tombstone was engraved with "Demon Slayer, Tomb of Hongjun".

The second one is for reception...

And Hou Tu...

Taiqing Laozi, Yuanshi...

Master Tongtian...

Ling Xiao looked at these tombs without daring to imagine. There were portraits of people on those tombstones.

Familiar people were buried there...

Billions of people sit in graves, surrounded by only weeds. They are buried in a broken world where there is no temperature, no cold or warmth.

God is dead, and the devil is destroyed.

All the grudges, all the closeness and distance, everything is just a dream.

Ling Xiao saw another larger tomb among the billions of tombs, with his name engraved on the tombstone.

"The tomb of the deceitful king, Ling Xiao."

"The Tomb of the Demon Clan Nuwa."

This is a joint burial tomb.

In an instant, Ling Xiao felt dizzy. Through the tomb, he saw a man and a woman lying there. The Nuwa, who used to have fair skin and was as beautiful as a painting, now had snow-white hair and an old face, as if she had exhausted all her vitality during her lifetime.

"All the creatures in the prehistoric world died in the battle?"

Ling Xiao looked at his future self and his voice trembled.

He wanted to see into the future and check out the immeasurable catastrophes, but he felt pain all over his body. He looked down and saw three thousand chains of order on his body, flickering.

Future Ling Xiao smiled slightly and said, "In the future, I broke the shackles, so I gained a brief freedom."

"Do you know who buried us?"

The next moment, Ling Xiao saw a sturdy man carrying a big axe appear in the cemetery. The sturdy man's eyes crossed time and space and looked at Ling Xiao.

(End of this chapter)