Lingxiao Mountains.
A three-legged golden crow covered in flames flew towards here.
After the battle in Lingxiao Mountains, several peaks were destroyed, making the already extremely chaotic laws here even more chaotic.
The gusts of strong wind destroyed the endless vitality, leaving only bare mountains. Cracks in the void could be seen everywhere, and if one was not careful one would be swallowed up by them.
The three-legged golden crow was covered in golden flames, looking ancient and mysterious, with a pair of sharp eyes emitting a fierce and overwhelming aura.
On top of the three-legged golden crow stood a tall and handsome young man wearing golden armor. His skin was glowing and his temperament was extraordinary. He looked like the son of an emperor and had an awe-inspiring demeanor.
"Second Uncle, why did you bring me to Lingxiao Mountains?"
Zhao Ritian asked with some curiosity.
"Your current cultivation has reached the Saint Realm, but your foundation is not enough. Unlike Ling Xiao, you have not obtained the Heavenly Luck. So if you want to continue to break through to the Great Saint Realm, I am afraid you will need to practice hard for countless years! The Lingxiao Mountains are the remains of the Heavenly Palace. There is a secret realm here, which is a fragment of the prehistoric world. If you can practice in it, in just a few decades, you will definitely be able to accumulate supreme luck and fortune and become an invincible Great Saint in one fell swoop!"
The second uncle said seriously.
"Primordial fragments? I didn't expect there is such a place in Lingxiao Mountains! But Second Uncle, I believe Lingxiao is not dead!"
Zhao Ritian said slowly.
"Are you so sure? Ling Xiao blew up the Wordless Heavenly Book by himself. Even the Emperor couldn't withstand that kind of power. He would have been shattered to pieces long ago!"
The second uncle sighed softly.
"I don't know either! But I just have this intuition! Regardless of whether Ling Xiao is dead or not, he was killed by those shameless holy places, the imperial clan, and the demon clan. I will never let them go!"
A rare serious look appeared on Zhao Ritian's face, with murderous intent oozing from his eyes.
"Ling Xiao, maybe this disaster was destined for him! His brilliance is too dazzling, and the wind will destroy the tree that stands out in the forest. His mistake was that he offended those people when he didn't have enough strength! If he had the cultivation of a Heavenly Emperor, even if he overturned the world, who would dare to say a word?"
The second uncle said slowly.
"Second Master, I finally see it clearly! The so-called epochal catastrophe, the so-called change of luck, is not that the heaven has abandoned the human race, but that the human race has cut itself off from heaven and earth! This corrupt human race now only knows how to intrigue, exclude dissidents, and fight for power and profit. They are all a bunch of bullies. Where is the courage of the human ancestors to fight against heaven and earth
Although I don't have the same talent as my father, if I become the emperor one day, I will definitely kill all the scum of the human race and rebuild the human race! I never believe in destiny, I only believe that man can conquer nature! "
Zhao Ritian smiled coldly, his words were powerful.
The second uncle was silent for a while, but seemed very relieved. He seemed to see a trace of the shadow of the Emperor of Heaven in Zhao Ritian.
Maybe, there is still hope!
"Okay! Then let's take it step by step and practice in the prehistoric fragments first!"
The second uncle's voice also became a little excited, and he spoke to Zhao Ritian.
Chirp!
The three-legged golden crow seemed to sense its master's state of mind. It made a sound that pierced through gold and split rock, and it spread its wings with all its might, like a golden lightning, shooting towards the depths of the Lingxiao Mountains.
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The demon world.
The old goat and the unscrupulous Taoist listened with grim expressions to the report from a burly man below.
“… Young Master, this is what happened! Master Lingxiao finally detonated the Wordless Heavenly Book, severely injuring the Demon Lord Yuanlou, who eventually died at the hands of Saint Lady Jinse of the Supreme Taoist Palace!”
The burly man said respectfully.
boom!
The black hair all over the old goat's body seemed to explode, and a monstrous demonic aura burst out in an instant, causing the void in all directions to shake violently.
"Demons... Demons... I will never forgive you!"
The old goat roared, his eyes turned red, and he soared into the sky in an instant, and the huge stone palace was blown to pieces.
"Not only the demons, but also those bastards in the God Realm must pay the price!"
The unscrupulous Taoist priest followed closely behind the old goat, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
Boom!
At this moment, the wind and clouds above the sky rolled violently, the void shook, and finally turned into a huge palm print, which slapped the old goat and the unscrupulous Taoist down from the void with one slap.
"Master, why are you stopping me?"
The old goat didn't suffer any serious injuries, but he was bruised and swollen. He got up and said angrily.
boom!
The evil light in the sky dissipated, and a goat with pure white hair appeared in the void.
It is tens of thousands of feet high, like an ancient mountain, with two golden horns on its head, as if it can hold up the sky and the earth. Its eyes are as dazzling as the sun, containing ancient, majestic and mysterious fluctuations.
All around it, there seemed to be a vast chaotic void that could swallow everything. It was terrifying to the extreme!
It is the old goat’s master, and also the famous Emperor Tuntian in the demon world!
"Greetings, my Lord!"
After Emperor Tuntian appeared, all the powerful demon clan members below, whether they were demon gods or demon saints, all bowed down, showing looks of great awe in their eyes, and saluted respectfully.
Emperor Tuntian may not be the strongest in the demon world, but legend has it that he is the longest-lived monster in the demon world.
"An An, the only pure-blooded Taotie left in this world are you and me! With your meager cultivation, can you defeat the Demon Saint and Demon Lord of the Demon Realm, or the Saint King and Emperor of the God Realm?"
An old and gentle voice came out of the mouth of Emperor Tuntian.
"I don't care! I want to avenge Ling Xiao. I want to kill them!"
The old goat said stubbornly.
"I'm afraid that even if you die, you won't be able to kill many people! You'd better enter my Heaven-Devouring Realm and temper yourself. When you can fight with your own strength, I will no longer stop you!"
Emperor Tuntian spoke slowly, then waved his sleeves without saying anything, and suddenly the void in front of him split open, revealing a mysterious world. Chaotic light rose, and instantly swallowed the old goat into it.
"Your Majesty..."
When Wuliang Taoist saw Emperor Tuntian's gaze fall on him, he was startled and quickly bowed and said.
"I have some connections with the Dao Clan, so I can't watch you go to die! You should also go with An An to the Heaven Devouring Realm to gain some experience!"
Emperor Tuntian directly interrupted the words of Wuliang Taoist, then waved his sleeves, and the chaotic light turned into a powerful swallowing vortex, sending Wuliang Taoist into the Tuntian Realm.
(End of this chapter)