The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 264 Back to the Past (Final Chapter 1)

Pure Yang Holy Land, the Dao Court of the Three Realms.

Blood clouds stretched like a sea, the mountains were covered in blood, corpses littered the hillsides, and the bloody aura soared straight into the sky.

The blood in the central Golden Hall has not yet dried; the blood and human remains are still faintly visible.

A broken sword, as large as a mountain peak, is stuck in the square in front of the palace.

If anyone from the Daoist sect of the Three Realms were here, they would surely recognize this as the sword of Lu Dongbin, the Pure Yang Patriarch.

Indeed, Lü Dongbin perished ten years ago. Lü Dongbin's death symbolizes the collapse of the Taoist sects in the Three Realms. The once-renowned Taoist sects are now scattered in all directions and pose no threat to the awakened innate gods and demons.

The overall situation has been decided.

Dijiang sat high on a throne of blood, surrounded by a chaotic, nameless, and shapeless void.

Immortal Emperor-level powerhouses generally have their own comprehended laws. Dijiang's Chaos Dao belongs to the innate laws. This law symbolizes the formlessness of the world. Anything that enters Dijiang's Chaos Domain will eventually become part of the chaos and be used by Dijiang.

Therefore, magic, supernatural powers, and other external objects have no effect on Dijiang. He must be crushed by the laws of nature; only an Immortal Emperor can subdue him.

Dijiang slowly awoke, with chaotic energy churning above his head. Countless indescribable demons and monsters hovered in the clouds, their demonic aura soaring to the heavens, extremely ferocious.

"Humanity has been wiped out; all that remains are you."

In this world, besides Dijiang, there is also Dijun, a primordial deity. Thanks to the human race, other pantheons are basically reduced to a few individuals. Therefore, as long as Dijun is dealt with, one can rule this world and devour all the Great Daos.

He became the only supreme deity throughout history.

But what about the Great Dao of the Queen Mother of the West and others?

"Liang Yue..."

Dijiang murmured the name to himself, for this man was the root of cholera for thousands of years, and the remaining Great Dao should reside in him.

Thinking of this, Dijiang ordered his men to search for Liang Yue's whereabouts.

Only by finding Liang Yue can the final step be completed.

Of course, the most urgent task is to deal with Di Jun.

As soon as the words were spoken, an incomparably dazzling golden light pierced through the thick clouds, and a three-legged golden crow as huge as the sky broke through the clouds.

"Haha, very well! You've come uninvited!"

Wow!
Dijiang revealed his true form and stepped forward to fight.

This battle was fierce and lasted for a century.

Both sides had their victories and defeats, and the number of living beings on earth decreased by 90%.

The human race, being the most numerous, was the first to be affected. Having lost its manpower, the human race could never recover.

At this time, there were less than a hundred years left before Liang Yue's revival.

Within the Heaven of Separation and Hatred, nine lifetimes of reincarnation occur.

Liang Yue's body lay on the stage, rotten and shriveled, like an ancient corpse.

A giant cocoon of light floated above the corpse, and the seemingly eternal cocoon on Liang Yue's shoulder began to slowly disappear.

Nine represents the pinnacle of numerology. The disappearance of the innate spiritual silkworm signifies the imminent end of the reincarnation corpse liberation process.

As the process accelerated, multicolored light flew from the void of the universe and gradually merged into the giant cocoon where Liang Yue was located.

Taiyi guards the corpse, Taiyin refines the form.

By using the Taiyin Refining Form technique, one can merge the Great Dao of various deities, reaching a level unprecedented and unparalleled.

Time passed slowly, and the battle between Dijiang and Dijun came to an end.

The final result was that Dijiang fled into the void.

On this day, the sun shone brightly, and golden light illuminated the great star on the other side of the river.

Nine layers of heavenly palaces stand atop clouds, their golden domes reflecting a mystical seven-colored light, and the palace patterns faintly reveal the image of a three-legged golden crow.

Without a doubt, this is Di Jun's training ground.

As the victor of the Great War on the Other Shore, Di Jun had clearly taken control of everything.

At this moment, streaks of light flew in from afar.

Most of them are demons with fur and horns, born from eggs and moisture, while others emerge from the earth and carry yin winds.

These are powerful demon warriors who have come to pay homage to the new ruler. The human race is extremely small in number, not because they are all dead, but because the history of human rule makes these innate races feel ashamed, preferring to kill humans rather than accept them.

The demons' pursuit of humans continues, but because the territory is too vast, humans often hide in corners, making this goal difficult to achieve. If given the chance, they will definitely annihilate the human race.

Golden light pierced through the nine layers of clouds, and a faint shriek echoed from the distant void.

The demons couldn't help but look up, only to see that the three-legged golden crow had transformed into a refined middle-aged man in golden robes and with a red beard.

The man in the golden robe had a white face and no beard, with seventy-two halos above his head, and his aura was mysterious and unpredictable.

The moment this person appeared, all the primordial beings knelt down.

"Greetings to the Divine Lord, may the Divine Lord enjoy eternal bliss and live ten thousand years."

It was Di Jun who had returned from chasing down Di Jiang.

Having made a wasted trip, Di Jun's expression was unreadable; he simply said, "Please rise, everyone."

Seeing all the races submit, Di Jun felt much more relaxed, a smile appearing on his face. He said:

"The reason I have summoned you all here today is to discuss the establishment of the Demon Court."

"Past events are past events. Except for the human race, whose grudges are unforgivable, the past grievances of other races will not be pursued."

Next, Di Jun began to announce the official positions, and it was obvious to anyone with eyes that this system was a copy of the Three Realms Dao Sect of the human race.

No matter how much he looked down on the human race, Di Jun still admitted that the human race's system had its merits.

Soon, the Heavenly Court system of the demon race was established.

In the central Golden Palace of the Sun, Emperor Jun, full of vigor, looked down upon the masses below.

Standing beside him was a golden-armored dragon-headed general, who flattered him, saying, "Your Majesty, with the establishment of the Demon Court, our race can rule for thousands of years, which is truly the first time in hundreds of millions of years."

In ancient times, several pantheons clashed with each other, none of them able to prevail over the others, each ruling their own territory with impunity. This is the first time that the world has been unified.

Of course, this world is a bit small, but there is no one in this world who dares to oppose them, and unifying the world is only a matter of time.

"not enough."

Di Jun muttered to himself.

Dijiang was already like a grasshopper in autumn, not worth mentioning; for some reason, Dijun always felt that something was not quite right, as if something had been missed.

Beneath the earth, it was dark and gloomy.

Here lie magnificent cities, numerous mechanical beings, and a small number of humans on the ground.

City Lord Li Chunfeng stood atop the city wall, gazing into the distance.

"Can the patriarch change all of this?"

Li Chunfeng didn't know, but he believed that his patriarch would definitely reach a level that was unprecedented.

Reverse time, reshape the past.

"Most definitely."

……

At the Heaven of Separation, Liang Yue's body slowly returned to its original state.

Wow!
All the light converged and returned to the Dharmakaya.

Liang Yue sat up with a swift movement, golden light flashing in the void, a golden wheel appearing behind his head, and the sound of the Great Dao resounding in the darkness.

With double pupils and divine eyes, one can see through the fate of all things.

A single thought can give rise to or destroy life; this is the essence of destiny.

"So that's how it is. This is the Immortal Emperor?"

Liang Yue carefully sensed the condition within his body.

"Hmm? The innate spirit silkworm has disappeared?"

Liang Yue looked down at the shoulder, his divine eyes darting around, instantly shifting between reality and illusion.

"So that's how it is... The secret of Taiyi lies here."

With a wave of his hand, he tore open a crack in the void and flashed into that void filled with ancient secrets.

(End of this chapter)