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Chapter 606 The Old Man of Medicine Creates Heaven and Earth

The attack from the Ancestral God of Ink Bamboo pierced through numerous obstacles and landed on the Great World of the Heavenly Bull.

When the old apothecary opened his eyes, the bamboo stalk that had entered his medicine furnace was instantly refined and quickly turned into a pool of floating liquid.

He is an alchemist, and the alchemy furnace is his weapon.

It's not so easy to break through.

The Ancestral God of Ink Bamboo continued to face death without fear, burning his divine body as he rushed in.

The old apothecary frowned; he had never encountered such a tribulation of pills before.

He looked at the others; Ji Zheng, Xiao Yan, and Lin Dong were all comprehending the refining of the World Pill.

Only one black and gold cauldron with dragon patterns was floating.

There are also 36,000 Heaven-Refining Array flags standing tall, and all of these forces are now under the command of Elder Yao.

"In the end, it's giving this old man a chance to be passionate," the old doctor chuckled.

He looked at the Ink Bamboo Ancestral God who had rushed in.

The Ancestral God of Ink Bamboo had lifeless eyes. He met his gaze, and then he burned his divine body, flames appearing as if he were about to explode with the Heavenly Bull Great World.

He is an ancestral god; if he were not concerned with his own life, destroying a great world would be an easy task.

But a sigh came, and he was terrified. At that moment, even facing death, he felt that every cell in his divine body was filled with terror.

what happened?

Even the Dao Ancestor of the Boundless Sect in the Chaos was watching, looking at the Chaos Medicine Furnace with surprise and doubt.

Rumble…

From within the Chaos Furnace, a gigantic hand emerged.

This palm was nearly half the size of the Heavenly Bull Great World. When this enormous palm slammed towards the void towards the Ancestral God of Ink Bamboo.

Crash... The body of the Ancestral God of Ink Bamboo was constantly shattering, and even spacetime was being compressed and began to shatter.

Even more strangely, the space-time surrounding the entire Mozhu Ancestral God was transformed into layers.

Layer upon layer of time and space, pressing down relentlessly.

As the palm struck, these layers of spacetime shattered continuously.

"No!"

"Keep it!"

The ancestral god of ink bamboo, a close friend, shouted anxiously.

But the enormous hand continued to press down, and the Ancestral God of Ink Bamboo cried out silently, revealing a hint of unwillingness, before being compressed and shrank layer by layer.

Finally, it transformed into a lush, green bamboo.

He was grabbed by that hand.

"You dare to come here to an alchemist's furnace?"

"Walking into a trap." The old apothecary shook his head and then stuck the ink bamboo into the Chaos Chicken Egg.

The chaotic chicken egg was immediately stretched open.

As the bamboo grows step by step, its branches and leaves flourish, it expands the world. One leaf becomes a continent, and another branch becomes a vast ocean, layer upon layer.

The world was stretched open, the mysterious energy in the sky rose, white clouds appeared, the sky cleared, and a great sun hung high in the sky.

The yellow vapor descended from the ground, revealing land, grasslands, and a bamboo forest that rose from the ground and extended to the ocean.

Creation of the world.

Ji Ning was shocked and moved by this scene, and the long-awaited opportunity for the Ancestral God to break through had finally arrived.

A spark of inspiration appeared within him.

The Desolate World God he cultivated was trying to find that spark of inspiration within the desolation, and then break through to the Ancestral God level.

When he saw the world being reborn by Mo Zhu, the darkness in his heart was also as if it were being created anew, and a flash of inspiration appeared.

"So this is the Ancestral God."

Ji Ning sighed softly. He flew out of the medicine furnace and appeared in the chaos. A powerful suction force erupted from his body, creating an enormous chaotic vortex. His world.

Once you break through, chaos will automatically gather the power to help you break through.

There's nothing we can do to stop it.

Unlike Ye Fan's world, where one must undergo tribulation and be interrupted by external forces.

"Ji Ning has broken through to the Ancestral God realm!" The Dao Ancestor of the Three Realms exclaimed in delight.

"Dao Ancestor, he has also comprehended the Heavenly Dao of Water, and now he is breaking through in his cultivation of immortality."

The true gods and Dao Ancestors of the Three Realms were overjoyed. Ji Ning was already very strong, possessing the strength of a leader-level Dao Ancestor.

Now that I've broken through, I'll be the number one person in the Three Realms.

“Just like Nuwa, as long as Ji Ning remains in the Three Realms, he can suppress the situation.” Bodhi Patriarch was also excited.

Ji Ning's breakthrough was rapid, and the Chaos Vortex automatically replenished his divine power and magical power.

"They've broken through." The Wujianmen side staggered for a moment, unsure of how to react.

Could it be an escape?
This is difficult. They know that Ji Ning has a technique that can reach the limits of the Heavenly Dao, and apart from Feng Mo, no one can escape it.

After the initial excitement subsided, the Three Realms turned their attention to Huanmu Master, the Lord of Wind Demons.

"Let's surrender." They have lived together for hundreds of billions of years and are already good friends, some even being sworn brothers.

If it weren't for this damned calamity in the Three Realms, they wouldn't actually need to fight each other.

"The great calamity of the Three Realms is a warning to us in our destiny. How do we subdue it?" Lord Huanmu and the others asked with a wry smile.

If there had been a chance for things to ease, would they have ended up in this situation?

"A great calamity in the Three Realms?" Ji Ning shook his head. "You've all been deceived."

The Lord of Huanmu was puzzled; how had they been deceived?

They were warned by the Heavenly Dao of the Three Realms that if they did not quickly decide a victor, the Three Realms would face a cataclysmic destruction.

They had received this warning before.

It's always right.

Ji Ning simply extended his sword and slashed at the ethereal realm of the Heavenly Dao. The sword light, faint and ethereal, pierced into the Heavenly Dao, tearing open a gap.

As you can see, there is a golden figure inside that opening.

The golden figure was also shocked; the Heavenly Dao entrance to his place had actually been opened.
"The Great Calamity was a lie he told us," Ji Ning said, pointing to the Lord of Inner Demons.

The Lord of Inner Demons sneered and burrowed into the depths of the Heavenly Dao. He did not believe that Ji Ning could do what even the Goddess Nuwa could not do.

He was also frightened by Nuwa's breakthrough at a critical moment, and desperately tried to merge into the Heavenly Dao of the Three Realms to survive.

Nuwa feared that destroying him would also destroy the Heavenly Dao, so she did not intervene.

Even Nuwa, a world goddess, was so restrained; Ji Ning was even more so.

However, Ji Ning unleashed another sword strike, the sword light splitting apart and merging with the entire Heavenly Dao, severing the influence of the Lord of the Heart Demon within.

"You should try to comprehend the Dao of Heaven at this time," Ji Ning said to the Lord of Huanmu and his master, the Bodhi Patriarch.

They were taken aback, because at that moment, the warning from Heaven was truly gone.

"We've all been used as pawns and manipulated," the Lord of Wind Demons said with a sigh after a moment of silence.

A great calamity that affected the entire Three Realms turned out to be a hoax.

"How did you do that?" The Lord of Inner Demons was also shocked. Even Nuwa couldn't do it, so how could Ji Ning do it?

"Even so, do you think the great calamity of the Three Realms won't come?"

The Lord of Inner Demons sneered, "Although my instigation played a role in your conflict."

"But ultimately it's because there are too many cultivators. One cultivator is fine, but if there are hundreds of millions of cultivators together, the pressure on the Heavenly Dao will be enormous."

"Sooner or later, the Heavenly Dao will not be able to support so many cultivators."

"I merely added fuel to the fire," the Lord of Inner Demons sneered.

(End of this chapter)