The Great Ruler: Starting from the Ruthless Emperor

Seeing the entire Big Dipper covered by the five-colored altar, all the supreme beings and ancient emperors were silent for a moment.

The existence of the Five-Colored Altar cannot be traced back, and everyone in the past believed that it was created by ancient ancestors.

It is a supreme divine formation that spans across the star field and reaches the heavens.

Even the emperor who ruled the world at the end of the mythology did not realize the mystery of the five-colored altar.

He even built a five-colored altar with great effort, connecting all the heavens and worlds, the endless starry sky, and countless ancient stars of life. All the worlds respected the heaven together.

But now, the former Taoist ancestor has been born and can actually stimulate a certain power of the five-colored altar to sacrifice all living beings.

This was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

No wonder the Taoist ancestor back then took so much effort to refine the Big Dipper.

In addition to the fact that this place is a node on the road to immortality, I'm afraid its ultimate destination is the five-colored altar.

"Sacrifice to the heavens, sacrifice to the earth, sacrifice to all living things, sacrifice to all Daos, sacrifice to oneself... A dignified Dao Ancestor actually sacrificed his own supreme body!"

"Just to use this five-color altar to complete some kind of supreme transformation!"

"Could it be that the five-colored altar that is refined with the Chaos Body has some supreme secret?"

For a moment, all beings in the restricted area fell silent.

Ignoring the screams of the entire Beidou, they all stared at the five-colored altar in front of them, as if trying to find another way to achieve immortality.

Since they entered the restricted area, they have become cold, indifferent and emotionless.

Not to mention the life on one planet, even if the life on countless ancient stars was destroyed, they would never be able to come out and fight for the common people.

It is even more impossible to consume one's own life force and cut off the path to immortality.

"What kind of power is this?"

Li Qingyue had a fairy bell on her head, and the endless power of time wrapped around her body. She was madly practicing the Heaven-Devouring Magic Art to barely resist the strange aura.

But even so, she could still feel her vitality slipping away bit by bit.

Double pupils appeared in her eyes as she looked at the entire Big Dipper and up at the sky.

"This is?"

Suddenly, her expression was shocked, and she saw the life energy of countless lost lives pouring into the sky.

Immersed in the five-colored altar.

Then it seemed as if some unknown place was opened up, and more and more strange auras descended.

What was even more terrifying was that the Wuliang Tianzun was sitting cross-legged in the center of the altar, devouring the essence of all living beings, as well as that strange aura.

It was as if he had become a completely different person, without any emotions or feelings, and so cold that it made everyone despair.

What’s even more terrifying is that as time goes by, Wuliang Tianzun’s aura becomes more and more powerful.

The originally shattered supreme body and the five-colored stone fetus, including the imperial laws contained therein, all seemed to begin to revive.

"One era is a small festival, and several eras are a big festival... The chaotic ancient era disappeared, and future generations can no longer understand it at all. It's like an era has been completely buried!"

"Could it be them?"

"If it's them, it makes sense!"

Li Qingyue's heart sank.

She seemed to understand why the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin would last forever and why it would move along the five-colored altar.

Back then, Emperor Huang Tian was unable to control the route of the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin and could only banish it with his supreme magic power.

With the help of the small coffin, some divine sounds were heard.

But in this era, the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin has a planned route, moving along the five-colored altar.

Obviously, there is an inexplicable connection between the five-colored altar and the nine-dragon coffin.

"kill!"

At this moment, figures rose into the sky from all over the world.

They all rushed towards the five-colored altar above the sky.

The strange aura grew stronger and stronger, spreading throughout the entire Beidou.

If they don't resist, the entire Beidou will be destroyed, except for those ancient tribes and restricted areas that are isolated from the world and sleeping.

I'm afraid no one can survive.

"Boom..."

A golden iron rod reached up to the sky, embodying the supreme order of divine patterns. It was swung by Yuan Qingfeng, a young man from the Yuan family, and smashed hard onto the five-colored altar.

"Boom..."

It was like a collision of divine gold, causing terrifying ripples to erupt.

It is as mighty as a wave, yet also like a calm and illusory river stirred by a huge force.

But it couldn't cause any harm.

"kill!"

Dongfang Wudi shouted loudly and walked with the sun and the moon on his back.

The next moment, the sun and the moon rotated, destroying all things, and smashed into the five-colored altar like two huge stars.

"Boom..."

There was a terrifying roar and explosion, but when everything calmed down, the five-colored altar remained the same as before.

Standing on the top of the sky, it seems to be unharmed, covering the entire Big Dipper.

"What? The attack is useless?"

Seeing such a scene, everyone was shocked.

The five-colored altar standing on the top of the sky seems to be in the long river of time and space, neither in the present, nor in the past, nor in the future.

No matter how they attacked, they couldn't cause any harm to it.

And in the center of the five-colored altar, Wuliang Tianzun sat indifferently, overlooking the sky and the earth, like an almighty demon god.

"impossible!"

Ji Changkong shouted loudly, and divine light bloomed around him. The Tianji Mirror flew across the sky, emitting billions of rays of divine light.

Ji Changling on the side had a graceful figure, connecting heaven and earth, bursting out with infinite divine power, and merging into Ji Changkong's body.

Yuanling body, although this physique is not very powerful.

But it can connect heaven and earth, borrow infinite divine power from heaven and earth, and provide endless divine power for others or oneself.

At this moment, the Tianji Mirror, the holy weapon handed down from generation to generation, seemed to burst out with ultimate power.

It directly cut through the void and crashed into the five-colored altar.

"Boom..."

With a huge roar, endless divine waves burst out from heaven and earth, and vast divine light poured down on the world.

But when everything calmed down, the altar still existed.

Nothing was lost.

At this moment, the whole world was shocked.

King Tianji, one of the seven ancient kings of the human race, had personally sacrificed and refined the handed-down holy weapon, but when he pushed it to the extreme, it actually had no effect at all.

Such a scene was too shocking.

unimaginable.

You know, the King Tianji back then was a quasi-emperor.

Even the strong ones from the Yuhua Divine Dynasty and the strong ones from the major holy places and small worlds were all silent.

Although they were isolated by the small world, they were still corroded by the aura and their vitality was disappearing bit by bit.

Only those who are sealed in the divine source or immortal source can be safe and sound.

"The ancestors of the human race, the seven supreme kings of the human race, please open your eyes and take a look!"

"The human race is in turmoil, who can save us!"

"The Holy Body of the Human Race... Where are you? Who can save us?"

On the earth, countless figures were running, roaring and screaming constantly.

Many people died little by little amid the roaring and snarling.

Vitality is like a burst balloon, flowing away bit by bit.

The flesh and blood shattered like sand and scattered all over the ground, and the dry bones lay everywhere, as if endless years had passed.

Gradually, amidst the endless roars and screams, an unimaginable force gathered.

Those are wisps of will to survive, those are wisps of thought power to survive, flowing and converging, and finally becoming one.

The cries of all living beings could be heard throughout the entire sky of Beidou.

It was as if the voices of all spirits had merged into one, resounding between heaven and earth, and in the hearts of countless living beings.

"what……"

There were also some powerful ones screaming, and trying to mobilize the remaining divine power in their bodies to fly into the sky, trying to escape from this ancient star.

But after approaching the top of the sky and touching the five-colored altar, his entire body instantly turned into ash and fell like dust.

This is an astonishing human tragedy.

All the creatures on the planet were roaring and screaming.

Even the ten most vicious clans that had appeared in the world could not escape at this moment. They were filled with the strange aura and would soon turn into a pile of dry bones.

The most precious treasures of the ten most vicious clans that dominated the world had long since disappeared.

Above the Western Desert and the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, even with the extremely powerful imperial weapons emitting billions of rays of light to suppress everything, lives were still being lost bit by bit.

This power is beyond imagination and almost unstoppable.