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Chapter 549 Overturning the Past

"Meng Tianzheng greets the Great Immortal Guiyuan!"

Not long after, a figure appeared in front of Guiyuan. It was Meng Tianzheng, but his aura had changed. Meng Tianzheng looked at Guiyuan with half respect and half doubt.

Respectfully, the person before him was none other than the Great Immortal Guiyuan, whom he had waited for countless years, who had originally sacrificed himself during the great battle.

But Huang revived him and left him here. One day, a being will come here and end everything.

This person is named Guiyuan Daxian.

For the sake of their plan, he did not continue with Ara to the final battle, but obeyed his orders and stayed here.

What puzzled me was why I had ever doubted who the Great Immortal Guiyuan really was.

That shouldn't be the case.

Guiyuan Daxian was a person who defied the heavens to become an immortal during the Mo Fa era. He intercepted the Boundary Sea, fought against many dark quasi-immortal emperors, and even stepped into the realm above the heavens with Huangtiandi.

wrong.

Meng Tianzheng felt his mind was in a mess, as if his memories had suddenly been erased.

Seeing this, Guiyuan said calmly, "Don't be confused. This is a plan that Huang, Ye, and I made. You stay here, but is there anything Huang left for me?"

Logically speaking...

Meng Tianzheng was already waiting for Nirvana and rebirth in the Sacred Ruins, but now he was able to stay here so well.

It must be that the Desolate Heavenly Emperor wanted him to hand over something to Guiyuan.

As for the bone jar, there was no trace of Ara Kazuha's true form; he had already seen it.

There is only one seed inside.

That was the ancestral seed of the Pollen Empress.

Since Huang and Ye were already planning to join forces with Guiyuan, their plan to hide in the bone jar and wait for Chu Feng to achieve the Dao of Sacrifice before making a joint move had long been abandoned.

"Um."

Meng Tianzheng nodded, and various objects appeared in his hands: a stone zither, a time furnace, and a lotus of eternal chaos...

Each item was covered with countless shimmering seals, which were incredibly complex and suppressed a terrifying power within that could overturn the heavens.

"Um."

Guiyuan nodded. This was not unexpected. He had already taken over both the Perfect World and the Shrouding the Heavens world.

Through the world-shaking influence caused by the Three Generations Copper Coffin, Shi Hao and Ye Fan must already know what their plan is.

These things must have been painstakingly collected by them during this period, in order to eliminate the source of the strangeness in one fell swoop later.

That's why he had to deal with "Covering the Sky" and "Perfect World" first.

Because of the connection between these three worlds, as long as one steps into the Great Luo realm, one can influence the next world, and it will snowball. In the Perfect World, he spent the most time on it.

Then we went to the Sacred Ruins.

His accumulated experience in Perfect World and Cover the Sky is ready to be fully unleashed.

These rays of spiritual light landed in Guiyuan's hands. The seals on them contained the auras of Shi Hao and Ye Fan. Their true forms were not dead; they were simply being targeted by the strange beings.

Based on Chu Feng's situation just now, his future should be that he has just stepped into the Immortal Emperor level.

Since his appearance, the timeline of the Sacred Ruins world has been constantly being corrected.

Just like now.

Meng Tianzheng felt his aura suddenly surge wildly, and an inexplicable power surged forth, erasing all the hidden dangers caused by his resurrection.

Countless laws on his body surface began to intertwine, propelling his cultivation to expand continuously.

"Is this your plan with Huang and the others?"

Meng Tianzheng inexplicably gained a lot of insights and couldn't help but look at Guiyuan, who had laid out this plan back when Huang Cheng became an Immortal Emperor.

Now, after countless years, it is finally about to come true.

"Um."

"But you haven't reached the Immortal Emperor level yet..."

"Immortal Emperor, that's all. Coincidentally, the opportunity has come today to step into the Immortal Emperor realm." After his main body entered the Tai Su realm, the Immortal Emperor realm was no longer a difficult task for Gui Yuan.

That's all.

Floating out of her hand were the urn containing ashes obtained from Chu Feng, as well as many other strange objects left behind by Huang He Ye.

With the help of this strange power, he could propel himself to the pinnacle of power, which is the level of an Immortal Emperor.

He had already reached that level; he was just lacking energy.

If what he deduced is true, the eight stars of all realms, then what he left outside is actually a part of his Dao fruition.

"An elderly person with a illness..."

The sick old man is the source of everything in the three realms, and is suspected to be one of the eight stars of the various realms.

The first being in this world is very likely a being similar to Lin Lei's Primordial Chaos, or perhaps a creator.

"He is probably another eighth-level native from all realms, but he may be stronger than OAA. However, he failed when he tried to break through to a higher realm."

Guiyuan murmured.

Guiyuan unpacked everything Huangye had left behind, even unleashing all the power within it. At the same time, the millstone that had been turning for countless years in the City of Light and Death flew into his hands.

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"These things are the Dao Fruit of the Sick Old Man, and this is all his power. When the Sick Old Man made these things, he was essentially sacrificing his own Dao Fruit."

An ordinary lotus flower, after being enlightened by him, transforms into a lotus of eternal reincarnation.

The flowers, once admired, became the seeds that later became the source of pollen for future generations.

The path you walk becomes the path of reincarnation in the underworld.

The stone millstone used was a rough stone millstone from the City of Light and Death.

The stove for boiling tea is the Time Stove.

The bronze coffin of the Third Bronze Emperor was made by him.

Chu Feng's mysterious stone jar was carved by him.

Guiyuan's current goal is to absorb all the power within and transform it into his own to break through to the end of the path, or even the sacrificial path.

In the blink of an eye.

The entire Sacred Ruins world, the Lesser Underworld, the Greater Yang World, the Greater Underworld, above the heavens, the eerie plateau…

All the powerful figures sensed an extremely terrifying aura rising from a certain spot.

……

In the eerie plateau.

The area was shrouded in mist, making the sky and earth very dark, and the desolate plateau was lifeless.

This land of peril has remained unchanged since time immemorial.

In the peripheral areas, rotting creatures occasionally roam, and sometimes a few strange creatures can be seen emerging from the plateau, but all is silent, without a sound.

The entire plateau is vast and boundless. Even if the entire world were to fall, it would be difficult to fill even a small part of it. Even the Dao Ancestor could not reach its end.

Deep within the Calamity Lands lie the corpses of beings at the end of the road, torn to pieces, still bloody and never dried, even after many eons have passed.

Even a supreme being as powerful as itself met such a tragic end.

Eel, a land of despair!

The long river of time trembles and breaks as it flows through this place.

That is an ominous ancestral land!

The land of Calamity split open, and one figure after another appeared, some as withered as firewood, others covered in black blood.

Rotten clothes clung to their horrific bodies, like vengeful ghosts rising from their slumber after countless ages.

The deepest part of the land is separated from the outer regions of the plateau by an ancient history, by an endless starry sky, and few living beings have been able to reach it over the long years.

The source of misfortune: the ten progenitors were born all at once!

Their eyes were either empty, deathly gray, or bleeding; when they gazed into the void, everything withered, and all the dark worlds around them died in silence.

All the dark creatures and all the strange races were shocked, then trembled, and involuntarily knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly.

Whether on a dimly lit plateau or in some other gray universe, they worship with trembling bodies, driven by an instinct, as if on a pilgrimage.

(End of this chapter)