There are thousands of races in this vast world, and there are all kinds of wonders.
Some areas are vast and boundless, completely covered by sea water and dominated by numerous marine life.
In some areas, the red land is hundreds of millions of miles away and is unbearably hot. Except for some special beings and powerful races, it is difficult for other creatures to survive here.
In some areas, strange beasts run rampant, the weak eat the strong, and there is killing and blood everywhere.
In some areas, the space overlaps, twists and mutates, like an endless maze.
The large territory in the southeast of the Great Thousand World is full of beautiful mountains and clear waters, rich vegetation, and has the largest number of spiritual grasses and fairy trees in the Great Thousand World, and is full of vitality.
In a jungle in the southeastern region, there is an extremely open area surrounded by many boulders, with mysterious runes carved on them, like a huge altar.
In the surrounding jungle, there are longing figures, and I don't know how many powerful people are hidden, exuding a powerful aura.
"Senior Brother Zhou, what's the use of our master sending us here to guard this ascension altar? It's so boring."
"I heard that the seal of the Middle Thousand World has been broken, and some creatures from the Middle Thousand World are ascending one after another. Master also sent us here to see if there are any powerful people with outstanding talents who can be brought to our Xuanyue Peak."
"What's so strange about the ascended people in the Middle Thousand Worlds? They are just emperors, and they are nothing in our Xuanyue Peak."
The two people speaking have reached the realm of condensation.
In the Middle Thousand World, they are called Great Emperors, and in the Great Thousand World, they are two venerables!
"Those who can ascend from the Middle Thousand Worlds can be called geniuses and monsters. I don't know how many fights they have experienced. If we are competing at the same level, we, the Emperor of Xuanyue Peak, may not be the opponent of these ascendants."
Senior Brother Zhou continued: "Furthermore, I heard that there are ascendants from other territories in the world who have good blood and even alarm people in the Holy Land."
"ah!"
When the junior fellow apprentice heard the word 'Holy Land', his expression changed, he seemed to be very afraid, and he let out a soft cry.
"No wonder so many forces have come to guard this place over the years."
The junior brother glanced at the figures hidden in various places in the jungle and was secretly speechless.
Senior Brother Zhou said: "We are here to complete the sect's mission and go through the motions. We may not even be able to meet the ascended ones, let alone the creatures with extraordinary blood."
The junior brother said: "If we meet any ascended person with good talent, our Xuanyue Peak is not weak in competitiveness. After all, we don't have a terrifying force like the Holy Land here."
"Who said no? Look over there."
Hearing this, Senior Brother Zhou chuckled lightly and pointed to another corner of the jungle.
In the jungle over there, standing in the jungle, were two men and one woman, covered in dust. They were both venerable Condensing Dao Realm masters.
Although he had changed his clothes, his face was pale and he was obviously injured and had not recovered.
"them?"
The junior brother looked sideways and couldn't help but sneer: "The Holy Land of Chaos was destroyed more than six billion years ago, and the surviving strong men have dispersed, leaving only some monks with low cultivation levels who survived by luck. "
"To this day, it is ridiculous that these people still have any chance to maintain the name and dignity of the Holy Land."
"What kind of Chaos Palace is this? It seems like there are only a few tens of thousands of people left, right?"
"That's hundreds of thousands of years."
Senior Brother Zhou shook his head with a smile and said: "There are only a few thousand people in the Chaos Palace now, and the one with the highest cultivation level is Xu Rui, who is in the third transformation of the Condensing Dao Realm."
"The Palace of Chaos has long ceased to exist in name only."
"Haha, I guess in a few years, they won't even be able to find a place to live."
The Xu Rui that Brother Zhou mentioned was wearing a white robe, slightly older, and had a calm demeanor.
The two people at Xuanyue Peak were talking and talking without hiding their voices. Their jeers and taunts could be heard clearly all around.
Xu Rui seemed as if he hadn't heard anything, and his face was as dark as water.
The young man on his left could not hide his anger and clenched his fists.
The woman on the right, beautiful and gentle, just sighed softly when she heard this, with a hint of sadness in her eyebrows.
"What are the people from Chaos Palace doing here?"
"I don't know. Judging from the looks of those three people, they are lucky to be able to get here alive."
"Is it possible that Chaos Palace also wants to steal people from us?"
"As long as the ascended person is not a fool, who will go to the Chaos Palace? I heard that the Chaos Palace doesn't even have a palace, and only a thatched cottage is left, haha!"
In the jungle, all forces were talking and laughing unscrupulously.
Listening to the discussions around him, the young man from the Chaos Palace clenched his fists loudly. He was so angry that he seemed to be unable to suppress it.
"Brother, they..."
The young man gritted his teeth and looked unhappy.
Xu Rui sighed in his heart and said, "Meng Shi, don't get angry with them. Our trip is just to try our luck."
In fact, he knew in his heart that even if there were ascendants, they would not be chosen.
They came on this trip with only a glimmer of hope.
Their ancestors came from the Holy Land of Chaos. Although their cultivation was low back then, they had deep feelings for the Holy Land of Chaos, and they have stuck to it until now.
But the Holy Land of Chaos was destroyed, and most of the strong men in the Holy Land were killed or injured. Those who were lucky enough to survive fled in all directions and disappeared.
The treasure inheritance in the Holy Land has long been divided up by all parties.
The ancestors of Xu Rui and others had low cultivation levels and no cultivation resources, so they could not support a force at all.
As time goes by, the world changes.
After all, time is too long. For more than six billion years, countless forces in the southeastern territory of the world have risen and fallen, ups and downs, and the Holy Land of Chaos has also declined.
In addition, after the huge turmoil in the world, no one wanted to be associated with the Chaos Holy Land, and its decline became inevitable.
Until now, the ancestors have passed away, and there are only thousands of people living in the so-called 'Holy Land of Chaos', struggling to support themselves.
What keeps them persisting to this day is probably only a little obsession from their ancestors and a trace of yearning for the Holy Land of Chaos.
At this moment, the Feixian altar suddenly burst into light!
There are ascendants!
In the jungle, figures flashed out one after another, gathering around the Feixian altar, staring intently at the center of the altar.
Not long after, a figure appeared.
This ascended person was dressed in a wide green robe, his beard and hair were all white, his face was old, and his whole body was full of twilight. It was obvious that he had not long left to live!
When the powerful men from many surrounding forces saw the green-robed old man, they were stunned for a moment, and then shook their heads.
"He is actually a venerable man, but it is a pity that his life is about to end and there is not much time left."
"With tens of thousands of years of life left, even if he is given enough Origin Stones, he will not be able to continuously break through and step into the realm of enlightenment."
"At such an old age, you still want to fly to the world and live your old age down there. What are you doing here?"
Everyone curled their lips and dispersed, no longer paying attention to the old man in green robe.
No one wants to waste time and cultivation resources on this twilight old man.
In the understanding of the powerful people, the ascended ones are all emperors. They have never seen the ascended venerable, let alone been to the Middle Thousand World.
They also have no idea that in the Zhongqian World, the Venerable's combat power and longevity will be limited!
Nowadays, although the old man in green robe seems to have only a short time, as long as he manifests the Tao Seal in the world, his life span will skyrocket!