Before the human era, it was the demon era. It was because the demons were too powerful and had an extremely deep foundation, having been the masters of several eras, that the human race was unable to destroy the demons.
Otherwise, the creation of the human era by humans must be based on the destruction of the demons. After billions of years, no one would even remember that the demons ever existed.
Now, Old Man Tiandao told Ling Xiao that this world has gone through one hundred and eight eras, which represents one hundred and eight powerful races. How could Ling Xiao not be shocked
"In the 108 epochs, there are 108 ancient cities in the ancient land of chaos, and there are 108 secret arts in the wordless heavenly book. Is there some kind of connection between them?"
Ling Xiao thought secretly in his heart.
"Ling Xiao, do you know how the myriad worlds were formed?"
The old man Tiandao glanced at Ling Xiao and slowly narrated: "In fact, at the beginning of the 108th epoch, there was no heavens and myriad worlds. There was only a complete universe, an eternal, immortal, and boundless ancient continent. However, due to a battle of emperors, countless emperors fell, and the universe was shattered, gradually evolving into the heavens and myriad worlds...
The epochal catastrophe is like a reincarnation, causing the heavens and the world to constantly change and constantly approach each other, just like this universe wants to repair itself and become complete! In the epochal catastrophe, countless fortunes and opportunities will appear. Billions of races and countless powerful people understand this, so they will fight and seize, wanting to create an epoch and become the most powerful foundation of a race...
As the Heavenly Dao, I was severely damaged in the battle of the Emperor's Fall. As the universe shattered, the heavens and myriad worlds also became torn apart. I fell into a deep sleep! Only at the end of the era, when the universe was in turmoil, was I able to temporarily wake up from my deep sleep and become what I am now, but I saw the Son of Heaven that I chose...
But one hundred and eight epochs have passed, and I have waited for too long, but still have not waited for someone who can help me! Emperor Zhuan almost succeeded, but he still fell on the way! And today, I finally waited for you!"
The voice of old man Tiandao was calm and ethereal, but the content of his words sounded like thunder to Ling Xiao's ears, shaking his whole body.
This is the secret of heaven and earth, a secret that even the Supreme Emperor may not know. But now it has been revealed by Old Man Tiandao and he knows it all.
Ling Xiao not only knew the origin of the Great Catastrophe of the Era, the origin of the Chosen Conference, but also knew the past of this universe.
Old Man Tiandao did not hide anything and told him everything.
"You waited for me? I wonder why you waited for me, Senior? Even His Majesty Emperor Zhuan couldn't do this. Aren't you overestimating me?"
Ling Xiao asked with a wry smile.
"You are right! In terms of your amazing talent, you are still far behind Emperor Zhuan! But the difference is that this is the 108th epoch!"
Old Man Tiandao's voice became a little more serious.
His words almost choked Ling Xiao to death. Ling Xiao was just being humble, but he didn't expect that in the heart of old man Tiandao, Ling Xiao was really far inferior to Di Zhuan, which hurt Ling Xiao very much.
After all, he considered himself to be no weaker than others. Even when facing Zhao Ritian, the son of the Emperor of Heaven, he did not think that he was inferior to Zhao Ritian.
But now, he felt slighted.
"The 108th era? Is there anything different?"
Ling Xiao felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, but still asked in confusion.
"Of course it's different! The 108th epoch is also the last epoch of this universe. Just like the cycle of the four seasons, this universe is about to enter winter! This epoch catastrophe will be more tragic than any other. All the heavens and the worlds, billions of races will be swept into it! Even those self-proclaimed old monsters, the strongest people from several epochs ago, will wake up. By then, it will surely be a shocking war!"
Old Man Tiandao's face was full of compassion.
"The most tragic catastrophe of the epoch? What exactly is the so-called catastrophe? Why can it cause a fight among all the heavens and worlds?"
Ling Xiao asked.
"When the great catastrophe of the era comes, the barriers of the worlds of the heavens and myriad worlds will become extremely weak, and the suppression of the laws of the great way will be reduced to the lowest level. What do you think will happen?"
Old Man Tiandao asked back.
"What?!"
Ling Xiao's heart was shocked. If the world barrier became extremely weak, wouldn't it mean that one could enter and exit other worlds at will? By that time, the God Realm that the human race relied on to resist the invasion of the demons would be like paper, and would no longer be of any use.
It turns out that this is the real catastrophe!
"Moreover, the reason why this epochal catastrophe will be even more tragic is because not only will the barriers between the heavens and myriad worlds disappear, but they will also most likely be reunited and become one complete world!"
The old man Tiandao released another thunder.
"Into one? A complete world?"
Ling Xiao's heart shuddered, and he finally realized the seriousness of the matter.
If all races in the heavens and the worlds descended to the divine realm, what would happen then
By then, the entire divine world will be devastated. Except for the twelve immortal holy places and a few major imperial clans who can protect themselves, I am afraid that most of the human race will be extremely miserable, abused by all races, and fall into endless darkness.
After all, the human race created the human era, which was also built on the basis of iron-blooded conquests. In addition to the demons who had become mortal enemies, the human race had also offended many other powerful races.
All races have entered a complete world. If there is a great emperor, perhaps he can make others fear him and protect themselves.
But although the human race seems to be prosperous now, there has not been a great emperor for countless years. When the time comes, the human race may be the most dangerous.
"Senior, what do you need me to do?"
Ling Xiao saw the most terrifying future from the description of Old Man Tiandao and asked seriously.
"Ling Xiao, if we allow the myriad races to fight, I'm afraid that by then it will be another battle of the emperor's fall, and the complete world will be shattered once again. By then, our universe will really be doomed! I need you to grow up, suppress the myriad races, collect the myriad races' luck, and complete the way of heaven!"
Old Man Tiandao looked at Ling Xiao and said.
"Suppress all races? Collect the luck of all races? Senior, you really think highly of me!"
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly.
This is something that even the Emperor of Heaven failed at back then, not to mention that Ling Xiao has just achieved sainthood and it is still unknown how long it will take for him to reach the supreme divine realm.
"I believe you, and I can only believe you! I know you want to save the human race, and my request does not conflict with your idea!"
Old Man Tiandao sighed softly.
(End of this chapter)