From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Although Meng Wuhen was a ghost immortal who had lived for a long time, he was quite indifferent to blood ties. Seeing Meng Shenji's reaction, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

—The inheritance of "Tai" is truly remarkable.

Like Meng Wuhen, Xu Yi, Yang Pan, and Hong Xuanji also glanced at Meng Shenji for a moment, becoming increasingly wary of him.

They were all powerful figures and influential men of their time. Whether out of necessity for maintaining their rule or out of their own temperament, they would never have done something so servile.

But Meng Shenji is different.

Although the Supreme Dao is said to be a sacred place, it is actually a single lineage. Therefore, although Meng Shenji is the leader, he has never been aware of his role as a leader, nor does he have the self-esteem of being the "number one person in the world".

In his view, so-called dignity and face are unimportant. As long as he can get closer to the Great Way, then there is nothing in the world that is not worth giving up.

However, although everyone became more wary of Meng Shenji because of this, they also tacitly accepted his involvement.

After all, although Meng Shenji was only entering the Ninth Tribulation for the first time, his physical body had already merged with the "Eternal Kingdom," and his combat strength was already on par with Xu Yi and Meng Wuhen.

Meng Shenji then said:
"The Immortal God King has been resurrected and has mastered the power to shatter the vacuum. He is currently engaged in a fierce battle with that person in the Longevity Secret Realm of the Nine Abyss Divine Domain. Qi King Void One and the First Demon of All Ages 'Void' are also among them."

"Given their level of cultivation, determining a winner would be extremely difficult, and the flow of time within the Longevity Secret Realm is also different from that outside."

Meng Shenji only mentioned this matter briefly, but both Xu Yi and Meng Wuhen's expressions changed. The former was worried about Xu Wuyi, while the latter's eyes revealed a kind of eager anticipation.

The battle between the Great Sage of Yangshen and the one who shattered the void is a rare duel that has been held for hundreds of thousands of years. The last time such a battle took place was probably when the Great Emperor of Longevity suppressed the Five Great God Kings.

However, the Eternal Emperor was the first person in all time to achieve dual certification. No matter how talented that person was, he could not have achieved this. Therefore, no one could predict the outcome of this battle.

But without a doubt, this will be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Central World.

With the help of the "Eternal Kingdom" and the "Ark of Creation", plus the "Origin War Fortress" that is about to be completed, they definitely have the strength to take advantage of the chaos!
Meng Shenji keenly noticed the difference in the expressions of the two people and knew what was going to happen next, so he didn't need to say anything more.

He buried his head in his eyes, looking at the Panxing that had been transformed from the physical body of the Pan Emperor, and comprehended the changes in humanity here. The thought that had been hidden in his heart for a long time resurfaced.

—If I were to sacrifice and refine all of these people, how powerful would my Daoist arts become?
—No rush, no rush, the opportunity is coming soon.

Amidst the turbulent void, Void One only observed for a moment before withdrawing his gaze, and couldn't help but sigh:
"Brother Xu, although I have tried my best to overestimate you, I never expected that in the end I would still underestimate you."

Upon hearing Xu Wuyi's words, Hong Yi and the others were suddenly startled to realize that the chaotic and fragmented scene around them had completely ended, and everything was calm and peaceful.

Xu Xing had somehow found himself standing before the void. Though he possessed none of the earth-shattering power of a Great Sage of the Yang God, he was like a boundless, crystal-clear mirror, reflecting all existence in this universe.

Upon seeing nothingness, one feels that everything in the world becomes clear and distinct in one's eyes. Every change in primordial energy, the composition of basic particles, and even the phenomenon of various voids overlapping each other are all clearly visible in one's eyes.

If it were an ordinary expert, especially a Nine Tribulation Ghost Immortal who had already comprehended the cycle of origin, they would probably be immediately captivated by it, only to find it to be nothing more than a fleeting dream.

But Xu Wuyi remained steadfast in his resolve, completely unfazed by appearances. With a single glance, he saw the path to "shattering the vacuum" that he cared about most.

That is not the shattered vacuum that conforms to the vast world, but rather a "shattered vacuum" that is like a slow-moving person, whose body becomes the universe, covering the entire world without leakage or obstruction.

Xu Wu withdrew his gaze. Although he had finally achieved his goal, there was no joy on his face. Instead, he sighed deeply and asked:
"The Immortal God-King has completely perished?"

In the past, in order to obtain the methods of the ancient demon gods, Xu Wu did not hesitate to kill his beloved with his own hands and offer his flesh and blood as a sacrifice to the immortal god king, to show his sincere heart on the path of the Great Dao, that he would kill gods and even his own parents.

However, the deeper his cultivation became, the more he realized that such measures were actually a shackle on his martial arts.

For this reason, Xu Wuyi always had a wish: to personally kill the Immortal God King, use his flesh and blood to reshape his beloved body, and undo this mistake that should never have happened.

Xu Xing was certainly aware of this, and stated frankly:
"Your body and soul are gone, but I have preserved what you asked for."

Although Xu Wuyi remained silent and his expression was calm, a hint of relief appeared in his eyes. He sighed:
"I am no match for Brother Xu, and I am inferior in skill. Please tell me frankly how you wish to deal with this."

Xu Xing only said:

"Although I admire Brother Xu's talent, I absolutely cannot condone your method of killing your wife to seek the Dao. Brother Xu should be able to understand."

"If you want to see your true self, how can you use this method? It only adds unnecessary cause and effect."

Void One also sighed:
“The path of Xu Mou has indeed gone astray.”

He shook his head, recalling a phrase Xu Xing had once said, and recited it at length:

"I would not pluck a single hair to benefit the world, nor would I accept the whole world to serve myself."

Xu Xing nodded, and then said:
"I said I wouldn't kill you, but I won't let this kind of behavior go unpunished either. I will help you resurrect that person, but you must also be reincarnated. Whether you can understand the mystery of your birth depends on yourself."

Xu Wu laughed and said:

"When that time comes, I will definitely seek further guidance from Brother Xu."

Xu Xingyan said concisely and comprehensively:
"Come on, I'll be waiting."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xing took a step forward and slapped Xu Wuyi on the forehead. But in that instant, even though Xu Wuyi knew he was no match for him, he still raised his fist and swung it at Xu Xing.

The punch had barely traveled an inch before his body was completely shattered. Yet, even before the fist arrived, the intent of the punch was already unleashed. Xu Xing's robe dented slightly at the chest, forming a blurry fist imprint.

Xu Xing withdrew his hand, looked down at the fist imprint, and couldn't help but smile.

This is the nature of nothingness.

Even knowing that death is inevitable and accepting the outcome calmly, one must still throw a punch and never sit idly by and wait to die.

Xu Xing stretched out his hand and beckoned to Hong Yi and the others, drawing the ring over. He then channeled a stream of true energy into it, sent the ring back, and transmitted his voice:
“The Immortal God King has been beheaded, but the commotion was too great just now, and there are still some loose ends to be dealt with. You should return to Cloud Mist Mountain first, and I will arrive shortly after this matter is settled.” Hong Yi took the brand-new ring with his divine sense, and his body staggered as if this magic weapon was a hundred times heavier than before, making it difficult for him to hold.

But this feeling only lasted for a moment before it completely disappeared, replaced by a deep, inseparable bond, as if blood were intertwined.

When he looked up again, Xu Xing had already disappeared without a trace, and only then did he realize something.

The cult leader has truly become a Yang deity!

Upon realizing this, even Hong Yi, with his calm demeanor, couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

After all, that was a Yang God, comparable to the ancient holy emperors, whose actions and words became the laws and principles of the world!
Although the Central World now has several Ninth Tribulation powerhouses and two divine artifacts, the "Eternal Kingdom" and the "Ark of Creation," it is still not in Xu Xing's eyes.

After all, he has now gathered the two peak realms of this world. Even if we look across the past 100,000 years, there are only a few supreme powerhouses like the Longevity Emperor who can be his match, allowing him to roam freely without fear.

The "tail" he refers to is the place of origin.

In the present-day Origin Land, several divine wills intertwine and communicate with each other. Each of them is all-encompassing and all-encompassing, terrifying to the extreme.

They were the previous leaders of the Central World, each of them being like Xu Yi, infinitely close to the Yang God, and even more powerful and unpredictable.

"Who exactly is this person who could achieve the Yang God status in this vast world?"

"Hmm? Could it be the being prophesied by the Eternal Emperor, the successor of the philosophers?"

"This fluctuation is even stronger than that of an ordinary Yang God. Could it be that he has also cultivated to the point of shattering the vacuum?"

"The tombs of the various philosophers show no abnormalities, and it doesn't seem to belong to the last philosopher. Could it be a descendant of my Central World?"

During their exchange of thoughts, the leaders made a decision to leave the Land of Origin together and meet the unknown powerful figure.

In fact, although they have not yet become Yang Gods, they have obtained opportunities from the most mysterious tombs of the philosophers in the land of origin, and thus have the means to contend with Yang Gods.

The ancient philosophers were all people of extraordinary wisdom. They did not cultivate into Yang Shen not because they lacked the aptitude or talent, but because what they sought in their lives was not individual transcendence, but the creation of a supernatural power or magic weapon that could carry all living beings out of the sea of ​​suffering and to the other shore.

Furthermore, even though they did not become Yang Gods, after arriving at the Land of Origin, they used all sorts of incredible methods to imprison the divine thoughts, corpses, and even the backup plans for resurrection of the previous generations of Yang Gods.

This alone is enough to prove how terrifying the philosophers of the past were.

The supernatural powers these leaders acquired were among them. If unleashed, they would be enough to threaten a Yang God at his peak, or even reduce him to ashes.

But at that moment, these leaders all felt an incomparably powerful aura coming from the far distance, piercing through the past, present, and future, transcending the long river of time, present, past, and eternal.

This is simply the condensation of all the great laws of this universe, encompassing all laws, entering all forms, breaking through all forms, revealing the location of the Dao, the root of heaven and earth, and is the only truth.

Several leaders had once wielded the power of the Panhuang Divine Thought. Since arriving at the Origin Land, they had witnessed the power of the Yang God in the Tomb of the Philosophers, but none of them had ever experienced such a powerful force.

At this moment, they couldn't help but wonder if the first person in all ages, the Eternal Emperor, had not perished, or if the Creator Daoist, who had traversed all ages and conquered the universe, had been reborn.
Or is the newcomer the most mysterious figure in all of history, who has never revealed his true strength yet is someone even Pan Huang reveres—the Supreme Dao Ancestor, "Supreme"?!

Before everyone could properly examine this aura, a figure descended from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, beams of divine light, reaching to the heavens and the earth, suddenly burst forth from the tombs of the philosophers. Within each beam of light was an invincible and unparalleled powerhouse.

Those were the ancient sage emperors who were imprisoned and sealed in the tombs of the philosophers!
They are not the countless god-kings evolved from the flesh and blood of the immortal god-kings, but rather powerful beings who truly possess physical bodies and divine consciousness. Each of them has personally created a myth and is truly renowned throughout the ages.

Now, mythology is about to become reality!
These ancient Yang God powerhouses were either Holy Emperors who once unified the Great Thousand Worlds or Dao Venerable Ancestors who once established a lineage of Dao.

When Xu Xing first became a Nine Tribulation Ghost Immortal and comprehended the will of heaven and earth, he witnessed their splendor and experienced their power from the primordial cycle.

But now, although these primordial spirits still possess immense power, in order to return to the world and overcome their tribulations, they are no longer the heroic figures of the past. Instead, they have become withered bones in the tomb, resorting to any means necessary and without any scruples.

Although the philosophers of the Middle Ages imprisoned these primordial spirits, they also found ways over the years to bypass the seal, exert influence on the world, and cultivate a group of successors.

Their original plan was to use their remaining successors to kill the last son who was the heir of the patriarchs, thus breaking the golden bridge to the other shore that carried the wishes of all living beings, and using this opportunity to overcome their tribulation.

But now, Xu Xing's appearance has shown these primordial spirits another way: to devour this fellow being who has not yet decayed and whose physical body and soul are at their peak, and to truly return to the world!

This yearning was so intense that even the seals of the philosophers could not completely conceal it, allowing these primordial spirits to reveal themselves and spread glory across the long-lost world.

Xu Xing looked at the Yuanling spirits whose eyes gleamed with greed, recalling those stirring and passionate historical events. His gaze was complex, but he simply shook his head, flicked his sleeve, and said calmly:
"Pity."

Xu Xing's voice wasn't loud, but it caused the heavens and the universe to tremble. In the boundless void, layers of invisible and intangible yet real force fields suddenly appeared, crisscrossing and densely woven into a net, sparse yet not leaky, binding the spirit of Yang Shen!

The former leaders who were watching the battle, as well as the other powerful figures hiding in the shadows, were all surprised to find that not only the Tomb of the Philosophers, but even the entire Origin Land that they could perceive had fallen into this trap.

Such supernatural power is simply unbelievable!
This seemingly net-like realm is the universe contained within Xu Xing's true form. Now, with his Yang God in charge of the central coordination, it can finally unfold in the world, forming a flawless and self-contained realm within a realm.

The greatest mystery of the Yangshen realm is mastering the Dao of Qiantian and being able to resonate with the vast universe. However, Xu Xing's move has completely covered up this resonance and stripped the Yangshen primordial spirit of its strongest point.

With a clench and unclench of his five fingers, these primordial spirits shattered and transformed into countless points of light, which converged into a long bridge and flew towards a higher place in the land of origin.

Xu Xing did not stop the long bridge. Instead, he looked up and saw another figure instead of the Emperor of Immortality who had summoned him.

He was a Taoist priest in a wide-sleeved robe.

He was the epitome of the phrase "ordinary and unremarkable"—his face, posture, and expression were all so. He was just like one of the most ordinary people in the world, with nothing unique about him.

The moment Xu Xing saw him, one sentence popped into his mind.

To blunt its sharpness, untangle its knots, soften its light, and become one with its dust—this is called profound unity! (End of Chapter)