Everyone who survived was now covered with scars of corruption. The earth turned into darkness, and they seemed to be lying on a mirror as black as ink. Looking down, they could see the bottomless abyss. Everyone tried their best to look at everything in the hall. Although they were separated by an unknown distance, everyone could see the outline of the bronze hall, and every detail appeared in their eyes. At this moment, they felt as if they were spying on the biggest secret of the mountain and sea world, which was the reincarnation of life and death, and everything that happened in the mountain and sea world, which was unfolding to them. Even the reasons why the ancient mountain and sea world was destroyed and all the gods, demons, monsters and immortals fell could be found there. The bronze hall had not been opened for tens of millions of years. Everything revealed a smell of decay and silence. An ancient breath continued to be transmitted in the darkness. "Swoosh!" Suddenly, a weak light came on, and the light illuminated the surrounding circle. Under the light, an ancient jade table finally appeared. On the long table, there was only one thing left. It was an ancient seal book. The light passed by, and only three big characters appeared on the ancient book - "Book of Life and Death!" With a loud bang, everyone felt as if a thunder exploded in their minds. These three ordinary big characters seemed to carry infinite pressure and shock over all consciousness, and everyone was breathless. Even Qingyang and Jia Yi, who were immersed in the loss of their best friends at the moment, looked at everything in the bronze hall in disbelief. The breeze blew, the candlelight flickered, and the book of life and death, which seemed as heavy as a mountain, moved. The white jade-like paper pages turned over, revealing the first page on it. Two lines of vertical characters slowly appeared on it. "Reincarnation of all living beings!" "Life and death are recorded in the book!" The ink color flowed, like a black dragon swinging. The book of life and death, which had never been opened for thousands of years, opened the first page. Since the overturn of heaven and earth, the reincarnation that had never been opened again began to operate again. The underworld, which had fallen because of the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, was also reopened in this era. The vast and heavy sound of the avenue came slowly from inside. In that sound, it seemed that one could hear the birth and death of all things. There was vitality, and there was also death and extinction. All living beings were sinking and struggling in it. Because of this, people felt a real great terror deep in their souls. It was the despair of thousands of reincarnations, billions of years, and sinking into reincarnation. If before, in front of the god-like power, they were afraid of their bodies and the despair emanating from their brains. But at this moment, even the depths of their souls were trembling, and the true spirits from the depths of their souls were shouting and screaming in despair. It was not until they saw this scene that they realized that the terror, death, and despair just now were like floating in the morning and dying in the evening. Death seemed so ridiculous at this moment! The ancient book on the white jade table was the most terrifying fate in the world, controlling all reincarnations. "Enter my book, and you will never escape even after a thousand lives and endless reincarnations." The demon-like dragon figure standing proudly above the sky seemed to have sensed something at this moment, and began to struggle violently. The huge light column and the rules of the forbidden avenue dissipated at the same time. He wanted to escape from the bondage, wanted to escape from here, and escape from the gazes in the bronze palace. He wanted to escape from the lock of reincarnation and life and death. The violent light column exploded, and the figure soared into the sky and rushed into the clouds, regardless of everything, and wanted to flee into the distance in panic. He did not have any courage or desire to look at the existence in the darkness, let alone the courage to take action. At this moment, he was like a frightened mouse, trembling. The living beings standing on the dark land raised their heads and saw the shadow of the gods and demons fleeing in panic like a wild dog. It seemed unimaginable that the power and strength that shook the world just emanated from that figure. They struggled like ants under that power, and at this moment, facing the bronze palace under the earth, he lost the courage to even take a look. At the same time, outside the darkness that the weak oil lamplight could not illuminate, it seemed that some extremely terrifying existence was alarmed. The existence that suppressed reincarnation and controlled the fate of life and death opened his eyes. That terrifying gaze reached the earth and the sky, and endless pressure surged from the bronze palace, accompanied by the earth shrouded in darkness, as if the emperor who controlled all living things woke up from his sleep. Standing on the earth, the remaining living human race in Xuanyuan and the scattered army outside Siqiong Mountain, at this moment, met that gaze at the same time. Everyone seemed to see their own destiny from that gaze, the life and death of thousands of reincarnations. Their life and death have never belonged to them, but are in the hands of that existence, or in other words, the life and death of all existences in this world are determined by him. A hand stretched out from the darkness, a wide black dragon robe, and several ghost dragons can be seen entangled on the sleeves. Jia Yi, who was willing to face death, looked at the bronze palace in the darkness with trembling legs, looking at the hand that stretched out. "That... That... That... That..." "That..." After shouting for a long time, he couldn't shout the next word. Jia Yi looked at Qingyang, and both of them could see the trembling that seeped out from the depths of their souls. The Book of Life and Death turned like flowing water, and then stopped on a certain page. A half-human, half-dragon figure immediately appeared, and the name of Ji Bai appeared on the right. Under the sleeve of the dragon robe, a white bone hand stretched out. In his hand was a white jade brush that exuded endless spiritual light. In everyone's eyes, they did not see a white jade brush, but a sky-high jade mountain. The white jade pen was as heavy as the legendary Kunlun Mountain, the pillar of heaven, and the fate of all people was written under the pen. The pen fell, and a hook was drawn on the name of Ji Bai. The shadow that rushed into the sky was instantly frozen on the sky. The whole world seemed to be pressing on him. No matter how much he struggled, roared, and cursed, he could not break free. The pen fell again, and a word was printed under the book of life and death. It was a word of death! The pen fell on life and death! Reincarnation is determined! The bloody word of death permeated the end of a reincarnation, and it was a fate that could not escape control. And that hand weaved the reincarnation of the common people and the fate of all living beings. The bloody word of death was reflected in everyone's eyes. Although it was not written on their fate, they all felt the horror that was displayed vividly. "No!" "How could I..." Above the clouds of the sky, there was a figure emitting layers of spiritual light, shaking the clouds and rolling up the waves of the sea of clouds. At the moment when the pen fell, he felt that his life and death were doomed. With a head full of white hair and a handsome face, he looked ferocious like an evil ghost. "Who can transcend..." Before he finished speaking, he saw that it was as if the entire world and reincarnation were pressing down on him, and in an instant he saw his body explode in the spiritual light. It started to rain blood from the sky, and the blood of gods and demons fell from the sky, staining the earth. The great witch priest of Xun country, Qingyang, Jia Yi, all of them looked at the blood rain in the sky in disbelief, feeling the raindrops falling on their faces, but still believed that a god-like existence died just like that. Just like a pig, a dog, an ant, they were easily wiped out. There was no battle, just a light stroke, and he couldn't even struggle or resist. The pen turned again, and wrote the last stroke under the book of life and death. "After death, he was conferred the title of God of Siqiong Mountain—" "Forever in reincarnation!" Even if he died and was extinct, he could not escape the control of those hands, nor the reincarnation of the book of life and death. "Boom!" A ray of light fell from the sky, and an illusory shadow fell on Mount Siqiong. The spiritual light of the earth veins surged at the same time, suppressing the soul below. He was the god of Mount Siqiong, representing the reopening of the underworld and the reappearance of reincarnation. The Book of Life and Death was closed, and the bronze palace was closed. The gate of the underworld was opened and slammed shut in an instant. The black that covered the sky was retracted in an instant, gathered into a point on Mount Siqiong, and sank into the ground.