I picked up the scattered attributes

The disdainful smile on the Bronze Lord's face was forever frozen in time.

For him, the years he had lived through were longer than those of the oldest primordial gods and demons in this universe.

The currently prosperous Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom, despite its flourishing Taoist magic and supernatural powers, is still very rudimentary in his eyes, full of flaws. Even if it develops for hundreds of millions of years, it is destined to never be able to threaten them.

Only a handful of supernatural abilities could barely catch his eye.

However, Feng Xia's sword strike was different.

"Even the Sword Celestial Venerable couldn't unleash a sword strike like yours..."

The young man in the blue robe seemed unremarkable, yet the light of calamity in his hand transformed into a sharp blade. His sword strike astonished the world, illuminating countless ages, as if slashing down from the endless past, traversing time and space, and tearing his body apart!

After a single sword strike, the Bronze Lord's body was torn to pieces.

"Who exactly are you?"

"Just a passerby."

Feng Xia answered calmly, and then swung his sword once more.

"Although this is the cosmic burial ground, if you kill me, others will eventually discover the anomaly. At that time, the entire divine kingdom will be destroyed, and everything... will be completely buried in the mortal world!"

The Bronze Lord's strength was ultimately extremely powerful. Even though Feng Xia had cut off his life force, he still retained a clear consciousness, and an undying true spirit escaped outwards.

This place is also the cosmic burial ground, severing his connection with the River Styx and the Heavenly Dao, making it impossible for him to be resurrected after his death.

But once he leaves this place, he will be immortal again.

But at that moment, the power of the Heavenly Dao suddenly descended and enveloped his true spirit.

"What? Where did this power of the Heavenly Dao come from...?"

The Bronze Lord was utterly astonished.

This is the burial ground of the universe, which even the power of the Heavenly Dao cannot reach. Only here can he fully unleash his combat power and no longer suffer the backlash of the Heavenly Dao. However, he will also lose his Heavenly Dao immortal body.

He instinctively looked back.

Then, his consciousness saw the last image.

Beneath Feng Xia's feet, the World Flower bloomed brilliantly, transforming into boundless light and heat. Immeasurable light and immeasurable darkness erupted under Feng Xia's second sword strike.

The two polarities, the three powers and four symbols, the five elements, the six directions and the eight wastelands, and the starry sky were all created by this one strike!

Under Feng Xia's attack, the World Flower, one of the nine spiritual roots, shattered and became history.

However, the shattered world flower transformed into a real universe!

Flowers bloom throughout the world, and the world blossoms!

What is happening right now is undoubtedly a groundbreaking miracle!

This is a power possessed only by the World Flower, a miracle of creation, and the only one among the nine spiritual roots capable of transforming into a real universe!

The Bronze Lord's mind was trapped within this universe, unable to escape.

"You, you, how could your power possibly... create a universe... even we struggle to do that..."

At this point, his thoughts completely vanished.

One of the nineteen mysterious ancestors, the Bronze Lord, has fallen!

"It's impossible for me alone to do this, but..."

Feng Xia shook his head. Behind him, one after another, Feng Xias emerged, numbering over a hundred. They nodded at Feng Xia and then disappeared one by one.

If it were merely about creating a large world, an ordinary Emperor-level being could easily accomplish that.

However, opening up a real universe, across vast expanses of space and time, presents far greater challenges.

However, Feng Xia did not do nothing during those two million years.

He is trying to comprehend the great principle of time, borrowing time from his past and future selves!

This is a time-manipulation technique gleaned from the ancient Tianwen Street!

The combined power of hundreds of his past and future selves, along with the wonders of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth and the world flower, finally created a real universe!

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Chapter 1248

Although this universe is very small, its area is not even as large as Fengxia's Dao Court.

However, it is indeed a real universe.

However, this universe is so small that it is unbelievable. It is flat and round, only the size of an ordinary world.

"Fellow Daoist, it's time for you to set off."

Feng Xia took a deep breath and turned to look at Dao Tianwang.

The latter's face also showed surprise, but even more so, solemnity.

"I hope His Majesty has not misjudged you."

He gave Feng Xia a deep look, then disintegrated on his own. His Great Dao collapsed, his magic power dissipated, his primordial spirit shattered, and he was completely annihilated, leaving only a trace of his undying true spirit.

Under normal circumstances, this wisp of true spirit will enter the cycle of reincarnation, undergo the baptism of the River Styx and the cycle of the Yellow Springs, completely washing away all the things of the previous life, and finally transforming into a brand new life.

This place is a cosmic burial ground, also known as the cosmic graveyard.

If you die here, you are truly dead, without even the chance of reincarnation.

Just then, a strange force swept over and took away the true spirit of the Sword King, sending him into the cycle of reincarnation.

Soon after, a tiny life was born in the new universe.

The new universe is too small, flat and barren.

However, this little life gradually grew up and one day comprehended the path of cultivation, and its strength continued to increase.

Centuries later, he survived the heavenly tribulation and became a god.

On this very day, some new fragments appeared in his mind.

"I see..." he thought thoughtfully. "This universe might be smaller than I thought, but... there seems to be an even larger world outside?"

His memory is incomplete, consisting of many fragmented pieces.

But this only strengthened his resolve; sooner or later, he would go and see beyond the universe!

From then on, he became even more diligent in his cultivation, striving to reach new heights. Ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

On this very day, the forest let out a long howl, its energy stirring up this small universe!

"I finally remember!"

The moment he became emperor, all his memories came back to life!

He laughed heartily and leaped out, finally escaping this small universe and arriving in the vast world outside.

"I am back!"

Outside, a young man in a blue shirt was waiting there, a faint smile on his face: "Fellow Daoist Dao, you're back."

The newly born Sword King looked at Feng Xia, his expression becoming increasingly complicated: "Fellow Daoist, are you sure it can succeed?"

Feng Xia nodded: "It will naturally succeed."

Dao Tianwang said no more, but nodded to Feng Xia and walked out of the burial ground.

The moment he left the core of the burial ground, a strange power spread out, altering his physical body and distorting his form. Only a hazy mist spread, drifting and ethereal, filled with endless eeriness!

In this state, even his mind was being distorted, and the entire universe was filled with endless rejection!

"Is this... what they call the eerie?" Dao Tianwang murmured.

"Yes."

Feng Xia followed from behind, his expression calm, and said, word by word, "Only beings from outside the universe, when rejected by the vast universe, would exhibit this strange state. Of course, that's not enough..."

At this moment, even Feng Xia became solemn.

"Fellow Daoist Daoist, let me lend you a hand and entrust my destiny to the Heavenly Dao!"

The long river of time emerges at this moment beneath Fengxia's feet!

This day.

The cosmic burial site trembled slightly.

Only a very small number of top experts noticed this unusual vibration.

When they went to investigate, they found nothing.

No one saw a figure shrouded in bronze mist step out of the Cosmic Burial Ground. He glanced back deeply into the depths of the Cosmic Burial Ground before walking into the Void and disappearing completely.

He knew that this departure would mean a separation from heaven and earth, like the stars in the constellation of Mencius and Mencius, and that in the endless years to come, there might never be a chance for them to recognize each other again!

He will no longer be the Sword King of the Divine Kingdom, but the Bronze Lord, one of the Nineteen Mysterious Ancestors!

As for the young man in blue who was called Mr. Holy Spirit by His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, he disappeared without a trace after helping him entrust his destiny to the Heavenly Way, as if he had never existed.

"Holy Spirit..."