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Chapter 691 The Emperor and Venerable Kill the Taoist Bukong
The vast expanse of the primordial river is immeasurable, even more expansive than the starry sky.

However, with Ji Zheng's speed comparable to that of a god emperor, he quickly arrived at the end of the long river.

The group members were also curious and peered into the red envelopes through the group owner's view.

I want to see what exactly this treasure is that uses the Primordial River, which carries away one's lifespan, as a test.

Ji Zheng opened his immortal eyes and saw an incomparably majestic being sitting in the chaos.

A chaotic sun and a chaotic moon rise and set around him, in an endless cycle.

Time flows like a river around him, ceaselessly washing away everything, yet it leaves no trace on him.

His aura is older than the universe itself, powerful enough to cause the universe to collapse and the world to crumble!
His hands formed a mudra, as if a universe were hidden in his palms, its power contained yet not yet released.

It seemed that as long as he released his hands, the power of the hand seal could open up a universe from the chaos!
However, he died.

The group members were taken aback. They remembered that the owner of the temple in front of them claimed that all paths are empty except for his own, which was very domineering.

But now he's dead.

[Chu Feng: How could someone like that die? What kind of person could kill him?]

Chu Feng murmured to himself, "They can sense it just by the field of vision shared by the group owner."

This person's strength far surpasses that of emperors and immortals.

[Chu Feng: And they even left the corpse here. Group owner, could you see if you could move it and give it a proper home?]

[Ji Zheng:?]

This seems to be talking about tomb raiding.

And he can't go either.

He already felt immense pressure in this position, and even after the death of the Daoist Bukong, the oppressive aura remained heavy.

If he goes any further, he might be crushed.

He invited Ye Fan and the others to come and try it out. He said there was still plenty of Primordial Purple Qi here, and the space was spacious enough to accommodate many people.

With a whoosh, the portal opened.

Everyone suddenly found themselves deep inside this place, having just left the temple entrance.

Chu Feng and the others groaned, feeling a stark contrast to the overwhelming pressure.

However, they adapted quickly.

Xiao Yan stood with his hands behind his back, proudly releasing the aura of the Flame Emperor to help everyone isolate themselves from the oppressive force.

His aura was probably the strongest in the group.

Everyone was speechless. As Xiao Yan approached immortality, he became increasingly arrogant, often unintentionally showing off his cultivation level to them.

But since I'm almost an immortal, it would be pointless if I couldn't show off in front of my brothers.

Everyone could only pretend they didn't see it and continue looking at that towering figure.

Here, chaos became his great tomb, and the Hongmeng River was the road leading to his burial place, where he was buried.

Ahead stood a massive stone tablet inscribed with text, as if erected for him by another immortal being.

Everyone immediately started the Hongmeng purple balloon and rolled it in that direction.

But Xiao Yan felt something was wrong. "Group leaders, you're afraid that the river of time will take away your lifespan."

But he wasn't afraid.

He could drift away, wander through the long river of time, and come to the stone tablet to admire it.

But everyone looked at him with cold smiles, as if they would gang up on him if he dared to wander out alone.

Good brothers should play ball together.

Xiao Yan's face twitched.

Before long, the group arrived at the stone tablet, which had inscriptions on it, the same as those they had seen on the bronze pillar.

"I wandered through the endless void with Qinglian, drifting for hundreds of thousands of years, until we finally arrived at a chaotic, undeveloped land, where we met the Daoist Bukong..."

The inscription on the stone tablet must have been written by the Celestial Emperor.

They arrived in the uncharted land of chaos, where they encountered the ancient god Bukong Daoren, who was born from chaos, as well as gods and demons born from chaos.

The three were delighted to have found like-minded people to discuss the Dao amidst the chaos, and together they created the Eight Realms.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, "Group leader, there are three creator gods in your world now!" They had always thought that the group leader's world was created by only Emperor and his companion.

But now it seems.

There are three, and that Emperor seems to be from out of town.

"I have a feeling that there will be extraterrestrial enemies in the group owner's world," Chu Feng said, feeling the same way.

He was invincible on Earth when an alien race from outer space attacked.

Ji Zheng remained expressionless. If there were any extraterrestrial enemies here, he would bring all of you over.

They were all from out of town.

They offset each other.

“Group owner, to this world, you are the outsider,” Ye Fan said with a smile.

So, I'm the extraterrestrial enemy in this world, right? Ji Zheng thought irritably as he continued reading.

After the three created the Eight Realms, the Immortal Venerable and the Immortal Emperor took some innate beings as their disciples.

However, Fellow Daoist Bukong is a Chaos Ancient God. They were born in the chaos and have a fondness for devouring innate beings.

The people on both sides then developed a grudge.

The Immortal Venerable and the Immortal Emperor tried to find the Daoist Bukong, hoping to discipline the Chaos Ancient Gods under their command.

However, the Taoist Master Bukong believed that those innate beings all came from the creation of the world.

A batch dies, then the world begins anew.

But the Chaos God was born in the chaos along with him, and he is inclined to follow his own kind.

Therefore, the two sides could only drift further and further apart. In the end, the Chaos Ancient God on Bukong Daoren's side ate several disciples of the Immortal Venerable and Immortal Emperor.

The Immortal Venerable and the Immortal Emperor, filled with rage, killed those ancient Chaos Gods.

The grudges between the two sides could no longer be tolerated and erupted. They fought, shattering the Spirit Realm in the Eight Realms and turning it into chaos.

The Daoist Bukong and many other ancient gods of chaos even planned to destroy all universes.

They recreated the world, turning it into a breeding ground for their own species, raising all living beings for sustenance.

Left with no other choice, the Emperor and the Venerable had to join forces to kill the Daoist Bukong.

Upon killing Bukong, the Immortal Emperor and Immortal Venerable wept silently, grieving for having personally killed their fellow Daoist.

After the death of the Daoist Bukong, the Chaos God went into hiding and dared not do evil.

After all, Master Bukong was his fellow Daoist.

In memory of their fellow Daoist, they buried Amoghavajra in the first universe they had jointly created.

Furthermore, when the teachings were being transmitted, a temple was set up for him to impart his great Dao on his behalf, so that his lineage would not be extinguished and could be passed down.

"It looks a bit fake," Ji Ning said.

Xiao Yan and Ye Fan nodded in agreement.

Although the above is described in a grand manner, unfolding a picture of the beginning and end of the feud between the two races.

The story concludes with the Emperor and Venerable weeping silently, and the Venerable setting up a Dharma Hall for the Daoist Bukong, leaving a lingering impression.

But there is a huge flaw here.

"Would a life-or-death battle beyond the realm of immortals only shatter one great universe?"

"This can only fool people with limited horizons," Xiao Yan retorted.

If they had come here before they had completed the Path to Immortality, they might have been shocked.

But they've all fought.

Over there, they clearly sensed that if they went all out and fought recklessly, they could shatter Ye Fan's world.

"You can give examples, but why use Minecraft?" Ye Fan said irritably.

This would be more appropriate to use Ji Ning's world as an example.

After all, Ji Ning's side is constantly destroying the world.

Ji Ning: ...

(End of this chapter)