Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

On the bustling streets,

Almost all the people stood there dumbfounded, their eyes glazed over, feeling their memories of the talking black horse rapidly fading from their minds.

Wang Sheng's trip must not be too big or attract too much attention.

So he used the profound mysteries of the Hidden Path to erase the memories of everyone present.

but,

Except for one person.

The little tyrant was so frightened that he staggered back to the city magistrate's mansion.

In the council chamber of the palace,

As soon as the little tyrant barged in, he saw his father, Liang Cheng, with his hands behind his back and his back to him.

The stewards and servants around him stood with their heads down, silent.

Only one person sat on a chair to the side, slowly sipping tea.

Little Tyrant glanced at the person sitting in the chair several times, but strangely, every time he looked away, he would forget what the person in the chair looked like.

He can never remember the other person's face.

Little Tyrant just frowned, not yet noticing anything amiss.

Or rather, he was so eager to talk about that half-ancestor that he couldn't care less about anything else.

"Father, Father, it seems a half-ancestor has appeared in our city! Father, can you hear it, Father?"

The little tyrant called out several times, but found that his father, Liang Cheng, did not respond.

He was about to go closer to take a look.

Liang Cheng, with his hands behind his back, suddenly sighed softly.

"Alas!"

The little tyrant frowned, feeling inexplicably flustered and uneasy.

The word sounded somewhat familiar to him.

He seemed to have heard someone mention that this word was related to that important person!

then,

Liang Cheng turned around.

His expression was icy.

A golden glint flashed in his eyes, and he looked expressionlessly at the Little Tyrant, saying,

"So it turns out I am the reincarnation of the World-Honored One. Today, with the World-Honored One's guidance, I have awakened my memories. Know that I am not your father, and you are not my son!"

"Father! You!"

The little tyrant was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood on end, and his pupils shrank.

He seemed to have been electrocuted.

His face was filled with terror.

He was trembling all over.

He remembered.

Yes, it's that important person!

"Alas!"

The surrounding stewards also raised their heads, their faces expressionless, their eyes gleaming with gold, and they let out a soft sigh.

"So I was actually the reincarnation of the World Honored One..."

Seeing the expressions on his father's and the other managers' faces, the little tyrant felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His body trembled uncontrollably, and a deep sense of powerlessness and despair rose in his heart.

"How could I possibly be a half-ancestor!"

The person drinking tea put down their teacup and looked at the little tyrant with a deep gaze.

The desperate Little Tyrant met his gaze.

Darkness suddenly enveloped him, and a cold voice rang in his ears, "Unfilial son! You deserve to die!"

……

the other side,

Wang Sheng continued to lead his mother toward Jiangling Mansion.

Around him, several clones were constantly cleaning up his affairs after his death.

If someone robs them, Wang Sheng will only take his mother and leave first. He will have someone else handle everything.

If someone accompanied them and pleased his mother, Wang Sheng would leave something behind to establish a good relationship.

Click...

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning flashed and thunder roared.

It rained heavily.

The world was pitch black.

Wang Sheng and his mother temporarily sought shelter from the rain in a well-preserved mountain temple.

The mountain god temple was in a state of disrepair, but his clone, knowing that he would need to spend the night there, repaired it in advance.

The rain came suddenly and fiercely.

Wang Sheng originally intended to use the mysteries of the Heavenly Way to dispel the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning with a single thought.

But a strange feeling stirred within him, a certain premonition arose.

Wang Sheng then quickly calculated with his fingers, understood, looked up, and smiled slightly, "They've finally arrived!"

"What's here? You loved playing in the rain when you were little. You're all grown up now, and you're still like that!"

"Sigh! When will I ever grow up! Don't run around like that and get your clothes wet!"

While roasting dry rations, Mother Han kept nagging.

Upon hearing this, Wang Sheng, who was calculating with his fingers, was speechless.

In Han's view, only a year or two had passed since he left Ershui City, so how much could have changed?

Is anyone inside?

At this time, someone passing by also came to the temple to take shelter from the rain.

Wang Sheng quickly changed his hand gesture, deduced that there was no danger, and then got up to open the door.

creak!

The door opened.

Wang Sheng and the person who came in from outside the door passed each other.

It was as if no one saw anyone else.

From the darkness inside the temple, another Wang Sheng emerged to help his mother, Han, pack her things.

No one noticed anything was wrong.

Outside the temple,

Wang Sheng stood in the heavy rain, looking up at the sky.

Sima Changfeng is about to attain enlightenment!

He had already calculated part of Sima Changfeng's foundation: immortality!

At least in this world, I am immortal!

But since they've become enemies...

Then there's no other way but to go down that path to the bitter end.

He couldn't possibly make peace with Sima Changfeng. He then hoped that Sima Changfeng would let him go after becoming an ancient ancestor.

"Such a short time; it seems he couldn't wait any longer!"

Wang Sheng thought to himself.

Sima Changfeng originally intended to steadily improve his strength, but after encountering Wang Sheng, a formidable and unpredictable enemy, he realized the trouble ahead and had no choice but to take a shortcut, prioritizing survival and leaving this world first.

Therefore, with the help of his protectors, Sima Changfeng used some rare and precious spiritual objects, using a ten-thousand-year-old spiritual lotus root to form his body, and refining his body and mind with treasures such as blood and tears jade marrow and cold soul fruit, so that he could possess an adult's Dao body in a short period of time.

Wang Sheng had already deduced half of it, predicting that Sima Changfeng would attain enlightenment this winter.

But at some point, Wang Sheng decided to take his mother to Ershui City first.

I never expected to arrive just in time.

"They actually did this on the border of the Western Barbarians, trying to make me wary and guess that I wouldn't dare to make a move easily, thus causing a confrontation between the two ancient ancestors."

After calculating the location, Wang Sheng chuckled softly.

At the same time, he sighed.

He truly is a chosen one.

This enlightenment,

Strange phenomena erupted throughout the five regions of the world.

All the major roads were trembling slightly, as if responding and anticipating something.

brush!

Wang Sheng's figure flashed and disappeared.

The western border.

Endless lightning crashed down, turning this world into a sea of ​​lightning.

Sima Changfeng attained enlightenment here and suffered a tribulation of lightning.

Other True Lords who attained enlightenment never faced a tribulation of lightning, except for Sima Changfeng, whose punishment was brought upon him by the deepest will of heaven and earth.

Sima Changfeng is an outsider. His status as the chosen one is due to his noble bloodline and the great cosmic rules of the outside world, yet it contradicts this world.

Sima Changfeng attained the status of a True Lord, and all the Great Daos of Heaven and Earth responded to him.

If he succeeds in attaining enlightenment, he is willing to stay here. As long as he continues his cultivation, he can completely represent this world.

Therefore, the deepest will of heaven and earth can only express its dissatisfaction by sending down a tribulation of lightning.

of course,

This lightning tribulation is nothing to someone of the Emperor's bloodline.

Sima Changfeng was bathed in the sea of ​​thunder, and his aura was rising wildly.

The power of the Great Dao surrounded him, incredibly dense.

Before even attaining enlightenment, he was already able to use some profound techniques.

brush!

Wang Sheng's figure suddenly appeared, squeezing into this space.