He was an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a Taoist robe, with a face as rosy as a baby's. He looked like an immortal, with an ethereal and otherworldly temperament.
Especially his eyes, which are vicissitudes, ancient, wise and profound, as if they have seen through the long river of time and the world of mortals, and have a kind of great freedom.
He walked out from the chaos, and his figure was originally extremely illusory, but when he walked in front of Ling Xiao, it was as if he had traveled through endless time and space and became real.
"who are you?"
There was a gleam of light in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he stared at the old man in front of him and said.
He did not sense any cultivation from this old man, but the old man gave him an unfathomable feeling, as if he was an endless sea of chaos, which made his heart palpitate.
"Who am I? This is really an old question. The young man who asked me this question last time seemed to be called Emperor Zhuan!"
The old man with white hair and beard smiled slightly, looking very kind.
"Emperor Zhuan?!"
Ling Xiao's heart was shocked, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.
He had talked with Zhao Ritian before and learned that the real name of the Emperor of Heaven was Emperor Zhuan!
This old man with white hair and beard actually called the Emperor of Heaven a young man. Could it be that he met the Emperor of Heaven at the Heavenly Chosen Conference at the end of the last demon era
If that’s the case, then the origin of this old man is extremely terrifying!
"Senior, Emperor Zhuan is the Heavenly Emperor of our human race. Did you meet the Heavenly Emperor during the last Heavenly Chosen Conference? Who are you exactly?"
Ling Xiao bowed towards the old man.
He did not sense any hostility from the old man, but instead felt a very familiar aura, which made him even more curious about the old man's origins.
"That's right! Emperor Zhuan was indeed the chosen son of heaven last time. I didn't expect that boy to be so amazing in the end. Not only did he become the first generation of Heavenly Emperor of the human race, but he was actually able to sweep across the heavens and create an era for the human race! He is indeed the most amazing person I have ever seen in countless eras!"
The old man smiled slightly and said with some emotion.
"As for who I am? Can't you guess it?"
Boom!
As soon as the old man finished speaking, a vast and majestic rhyme of Tao instantly spread around his body, causing the chaotic sea in all directions to tremble violently. Lines of laws spread out, as if they could connect the heavens and all the worlds, mysteriously unpredictable.
"This is... This is the breath of heaven? Could it be that you are..."
Ling Xiao's whole body trembled, and his eyes showed an expression of incredible shock.
He actually felt the aura of the Three Thousand Great Daos from this old man, and the power of the origin of the world was emanating from him. Facing this old man, Ling Xiao felt like he was facing the heaven and earth, facing the world of the heavens.
Could this old man be the most supreme Heavenly Dao in the universe? !
This thought shocked Ling Xiao so much that he even felt crazy, but it was an extremely real feeling.
"That's right! I am the Heavenly Dao. To be more precise, I am the spirit of the Heavenly Dao and the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao. Only when the great catastrophe of the epoch is about to occur and the heaven and earth are about to be destroyed and reborn, can I wake up from my deep sleep!"
The old man smiled slightly.
boom!
He slowly stretched out his arm and slightly moved his five fingers. Suddenly, runes rose up and a chaotic light exploded directly, opening up an ancient world and giving birth to countless creatures.
He clenched his palms, and the world collapsed instantly, returning to chaos again.
Behind the old man, Ling Xiao could see that in the chaotic light, ancient worlds emerged. Countless worlds were born and died, but the old man emanated an eternal and immortal aura.
Almost instantly, Ling Xiao believed it!
It turns out that this old man was able to control the Three Thousand Great Daos and could control the chaos to create the world at will. That vast aura of origin was majestic and endless. Ling Xiao felt that even the emperor would be inferior to this old man.
If this old man is not the Way of Heaven, who else could be
"Old man Tiandao? I originally thought that Tiandao was a rule of order, without any entity. I didn't expect that Tiandao could also be transformed into a human. It seems that I am really looking at the world from a narrow perspective!"
Ling Xiao said with some emotion.
He felt an aura of common origin from the old man Tiandao in front of him, and almost instantly understood the meaning of the Chosen Son of Heaven.
The so-called chosen son of heaven is a person chosen by heaven, blessed with the luck of heaven and possessing the fortune bestowed by heaven. Only then can he make courageous progress and forge ahead on the road of martial arts!
The Heavenly Luck on him should come from the Old Man of Heaven in front of him. Even the Chaos Energy was bestowed by the Old Man of Heaven. Otherwise, it would not have been so easy for Ling Xiao to achieve sainthood in the flesh.
"All things have spirits, including plants, mountains and rocks. Why can't the way of heaven have spirits? Ling Xiao, you can come here because I chose you and because your talent and talent far exceed everyone else. Otherwise, you can't become the chosen one!"
Old Man Tiandao smiled calmly.
"Old Man Tiandao, since you are the Heavenly Dao of all the heavens and worlds, why are you here? Is there something you need me to do?"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed and he bowed.
"You don't need to test me. I have no ill will towards you! Since I am the Way of Heaven, I am naturally omniscient and omnipotent! I am here for a mission, and I am also waiting for your arrival!"
Old Man Tiandao glanced at Ling Xiao and said, his eyes were extremely deep, as if he could see through Ling Xiao at a glance.
"Waiting for my arrival?"
Ling Xiao asked with some confusion.
"That's right! Do you know the origin of the Chosen Conference?"
Old Man Tiandao nodded.
"have no idea!"
Ling Xiao shook his head.
"The Chosen Assembly only appears at the end of an era. It is to maintain the order of the heavens and myriad worlds. It selects those with extraordinary talents from among billions of races and grants them good fortune so that they can lead a race to prosperity and create a new era. This is the origin of the Chosen Son! And you are the 108th Chosen Son!"
Old Man Tiandao spoke slowly, his voice extremely ethereal.
"One hundred and eight? Could it be that this world has already gone through one hundred and eight epochs?"
Ling Xiao's heart was shaken, and the secrets of the heavens told by the old man Tiandao also shocked him greatly.
An era can easily last billions of years, and countless powerful races, countless peerless figures, and countless prosperous civilizations have been born there.
An era is long enough to make people forget what happened in the previous era.
(End of this chapter)