Baoxiang World, where the Purple Valve resides.
The three ancestors of the Zi clan stood on the top of a mountain, looking proudly at the busy clan members around them.
Recalling the scene when Chu Tian led Zi Tianzun, Chu Jie and others through the void rift and across the boundless void to chase down the Kong Qing Saint Ancestor, the three ancestors exhaled at the same time. They had a good understanding and laughed in unison: "I, the Purple Clan, have a successor!"
Zi Tianzun brazenly used secret methods to break through the realm of rebellion, which made the three ancestors quite embarrassed.
The Purple Valve finally has a powerful figure from the Rebellion Realm taking charge, which is enough to make the Purple Valve become a super sect alongside the seven great lords. The three ancestors felt that their lives had reached the peak, and they were worthy of their ancestors and worthy of all their descendants.
Now, their most important task is to improve their relationship with Chutian, and at the same time try their best to increase Zi Tianzun's sense of identification with Zi Clan. On this point, the three ancestors are confident. After all, whether Gongyang Yao or Zi Wanxuan, Zi Tianzun was very filial to his biological parents.
Smiling thoughtfully, an ancestor said calmly: "The past three days have been turbulent. Let the little ones in the clan stay calm and stay safe. Don't go out and run around. They will be attacked by Da Luotian's vicious group for no reason. Demons take lives..."
The two ancestors smiled and nodded, and just as they were about to speak, an indescribable wave of energy swept across the Baoxiang World at a speed a hundred or ten thousand times faster than lightning.
In the world of Baoxiang, all the Zi clan members shivered in excitement at the same time.
The bodies of the three ancestors of the Hedao Realm exploded silently, and their souls disintegrated and dissipated instantly. The huge mana they had accumulated in their bodies, as well as the huge essence and blood energy contained in their body cells, quickly disintegrated and disintegrated into the original spiritual essence of heaven and earth, turning into three soaring light pillars that shot straight into the sky and returned to the entire world.
Under the three ancestors, many masters of the Purple Valve disintegrated at the same time, and beams of light of different thicknesses rose into the sky, setting off turbulent whirlwinds between heaven and earth.
Except for those younger members of the Purple Clan who are under 10,000 years old, the other members of the Purple Clan, regardless of their level of cultivation, turned into pillars of light and returned to the world after being swept by this qi machine.
In the world of Baoxiang, in the residences of all the large and small families that belong to the Purple Clan, there are pillars of light rising into the sky. Especially among some veteran monk families, their master level is not very high, but they have thrived for countless years, and the number of clan members in their families is extremely large. The number of monks who are over ten thousand years old is a hundred times or even hundreds of times that of the Purple Clan. huge.
Above the residences of those families, thick and thin beams of light almost connected into a giant sky pillar that towered into the sky, roaring into the sky. Huge holes were opened in the flowing clouds in the sky, clouds swirled all over the sky, and the entire Baoxiang World was trembling violently.
The monks who are over 10,000 years old are wailing. Among the rare birds and animals in the mountains, forests, gardens, wild or in captivity, there are also a large number of birds and beasts that have developed spiritual intelligence. They are about to transform into monsters or have already transformed into monsters. They cry out in unison. They and those Like a monk who lived longer than 10,000 years old, his body exploded to pieces, his soul disintegrated, and turned into tiny pillars of light that shot up into the sky.
In the secular world of Baoxiang World, many mortals who were lucky enough to take various thousand-year-old elixirs and ten-thousand-year-old herbs and lived a long life had their bodies explode under the watchful eyes of countless descendants.
It's just that the light coming out of their bodies is extremely thin, and it just turns into light groups of different sizes and flies into the sky, and also turns into the spiritual essence of heaven and earth and returns to heaven and earth.
Countless filial sons and grandsons in the secular world cried in unison, and the cries merged with the thunderous roars coming from the monk family. The world was filled with miserable wind and rain, the wind and clouds in the world changed color, and heavy rain continued to fall.
In Baoxiang World, as well as countless worlds of various sizes in the countless surrounding world groups, we saw pillars of light continuously rushing out of the atmosphere, rushing into the outer void and slowly spreading.
The light beams ejected from several relatively close worlds were entangled with each other, and after the collision, brilliant and dazzling light clusters burst out, just like countless flowers slowly blooming in the void. Each flower represents the last glimmer of light left by tens of thousands of monks in this world, and represents countless years of hard work in vain.
Centered on the core area of the Chaotic Sky Territory, the inexplicable energy spread to all sides, and the entire three-day world of Tianhe was seen to be enveloped in circles of blood mist, and then completely submerged by brilliant light.
All Da Luo Tian's Apostate Realm self-destructed. Except for the Apostate Realm almighty in Holy Spirit Tian and Supreme Heaven, all the other monks who were more than 10,000 years old were instantly wiped out.
Chu Tian stood stiffly in the void, feeling the rich death energy coming from all around. The waves of his soul spread to all directions with all their strength, and he could clearly sense the entire process of this catastrophe!
Within three days, the dream seeds of the "Great Dream Codex" were implanted in the soul fields of countless monks.
Chu Tian could clearly feel that the countless souls connected with the Dream Xiaoyao Glaze were disintegrating and dying. The great fear and boundless despair that the monks had felt before their death for countless thousands of years turned into waves of mental fluctuations. The torrent of water quickly rushed towards the dreamy glazed lamp.
The entire body of the Great Dream Xiaoyao Glaze Lamp erupted with dazzling glazed light. Chu Tian subconsciously sat cross-legged in the void and began to silently recite the mysterious scriptures in the "Great Dream Divine Canon".
For a moment, the void around Chutian twisted violently, and the terrifying soul power caused the void to collapse and compress, almost turning into a huge black hole.
Zi Tianzun, Chu Jie and his entourage hurriedly dispersed around Chu Tian, looking around vigilantly to protect Chu Tian.
Countless extremely thin rays of light on the Dream Xiaoyao glass lamp trembled violently. At the end of each ray of light, there was a group of extremely small rays of light that rushed towards the Dream Xiaoyao glass lamp quickly along the light.
Chu Tian instantly understood the nature of these rays of light - they were the most primitive soul imprints among the souls of all the monks who were inexplicably killed.
This imprint of the soul is engraved with all the traces of this monk's life since he appeared in this world, and records all his information. As long as this soul mark is not destroyed, even if his soul is completely destroyed, as long as there is enough opportunity, they can be reborn in the world relying on this soul mark.
Every bit of brilliant light roared toward Chutian, carrying huge mental fluctuations.
The first bit of light crashed heavily into the glass cup of Dream Xiaoyao. Chutian's mind was shocked. His divine orifice world suddenly expanded rapidly to the surroundings. Xiaguang auspicious energy spurted out from his seven orifices. Chutian's eyes were filled with a flash of light. Black, I felt as if my whole head was going to explode.
Then, bit by bit, the essence of light continued to pour into the Dream Xiaoyao glass cup.
Huge soul power surged and circled on Chutian's body, and the distortion of the surrounding void became more and more intense. The surface of Chutian's skin was torn out by countless bone-deep cracks due to the overwhelming soul pressure.