Neutron star cage!
Three small celestial bodies of unknown diameter appeared in Otokogawa's palm, orbiting each other in an unknown dimension, performing irregular three-body motion.
This different-dimensional space is filled with tiny celestial bodies like the grains of sand in the Ganges River. If the solar system's space-time is used as a reference system, their material diameter is about ten kilometers. But in reality, the space around them is distorted into an almost completely closed warped sphere, and the part that interacts with the real space is only the size of a walnut.
So huge and so small, the powerful force that is enough to tear apart the star system and their smallness in relative spatial scale form an interesting contrast.
To others, these are just three walnuts for ornamental purposes, held in a big hand.
Next, we not only need to discuss these three celestial bodies, but also Hong Xuanji who has been hit again and again.
Disc is a very interesting hand exercise.
But Hong Xuanji didn't think there was anything interesting about this.
Especially when this strange three-body planetary system was held in the palm of a right hand and was moving towards himself.
"The wheel of life and death in all... the heavens..."
The desire to survive is very strong.
Jedi exploded, and in an instant, a huge phantom of a Dharma body loomed in the sky!
His blood was roaring and his fists were shaking as he stomped forward.
The tall body behind him raised his hands and stepped forward with both feet. His whole body shook and formed a huge fist.
A flash of golden light!
As soon as the fist mark came out, time and space seemed to suddenly stop.
All colors, lights, smells, sounds, etc. lost their color, became unconscious, without vision, without hearing, and thoughts seemed to have ceased to exist.
Even the strong men from Yujing City who were watching the battle from afar seemed to fall into an inexplicable state for a moment, as if the whole world had stopped moving!
Hong Yi looked coldly at his father, who was also his biggest enemy. Although he was very reluctant to see him being killed by others, he wanted to take revenge with his own hands.
But in the end he didn't take action.
He founded the Yi Dao and was also the incarnation of the Yi Dao.
Somehow, he could sense that he would eventually die at his own hands.
"roar!"
A fierce roar like a dying beast emanated from Hong Xuanji's throat.
Then, he pressed his fist down, and the huge wheel of life and death started to turn!
Hong Xuanji did not give up resistance at all. His eyes were fixed on Yi Xiaochuan who was playing with the three celestial bodies.
The desire to survive soars to the sky.
But Yi Xiaochuan paid no attention to this defeated general, his eyes were always fixed on the three neutron stars in his palm, the power of the Creator, Cthulhu's power of transformation, the power of technology, the power of Taoism...
The fusion of various forces created three neutron stars in another dimension.
As he moved and flipped his fingers, the three celestial bodies moved in his palms in all kinds of incredibly complex trajectories. Without applying any external force, these terrifying celestial bodies with large mass moved because of the interference of each other's gravity, releasing incredibly huge energy every second.
The powerful gravity distorted time and space. Through various coincidences in the orbits, the three mutually interfering gravitational sources created an almost absolutely sealed closed space. Only some of the weakest gravitational waves could flow out from Yi Xiaochuan's fingers at his indulgence, creating all kinds of strange phenomena in the space near Hong Xuanji.
If someone could see tiny atoms, he would be able to see the center of the orbits of three extremely large yet small neutron stars from Yi Xiaochuan's palm, and see the desperate look in Hong Xuanji's eyes after being imprisoned.
It's too late.
Even at this moment, the entire space was filled with rumbling sounds, like the sound of thunder.
Then, there was a loud bang! A breath of a master like the ancient demon god or the ancient Yang God, vast and boundless, shattered a layer of space. The space of a hundred miles in radius was shattered like a mirror.
The Boat of Fortune pierced through the void to rescue Hong Xuanji.
But it was too late.
In the real space reference system, Hong Xuanji was shrunk to about the size of an atom. Because he was at the center of the huge gravity of the three neutron stars, the speed reference system they were in was almost equal to the speed of light, and there was no visible trace of the passage of time.
Time protected him from being torn apart by the terrible gravity, but time also imprisoned him.
Between the largest and smallest of the universe, space and time, vastness and humbleness, Hong Xuanji was sealed like this miraculously.
"Gulung!"
Countless people swallowed hard.
They had never seen or heard of such Taoist magic.
The dignified Wu Wenhou, the dignified Hong Xuanji who was a master of boxing, the number one martial artist in the Daqian Empire, was defeated just like that.
He was imprisoned without any ability to fight back.
Being powerful is not scary; what is scary is the unknown power.
In the next second, in this broken space, a ship that was seven or eight times larger than the "Mongol Battleship", could accommodate almost 100,000 people, was eighteen stories high, and each layer was more majestic than the last, appeared in the turbulence of the void.
This is no longer a ship, but the ship and palace of the God King who dominates the heaven and earth!
Only the king of gods, the god king who dominates the fate of all living beings, the supreme god emperor is worthy of owning such a ship and patrolling the world.
This huge ship can travel through the void of the universe without any hindrance!
A ship that even the Creator and even the Yang God would envy!
Once you get on this ship, the number of one yuan, the birth and death of one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years, is no longer scary!
When this giant ship squeezed out of the space, the huge waves blew Otsogawa's clothes, making them rustle.
Everyone felt that the mere appearance of this huge ship and the air currents it created while flying could cause a city to collapse!
In front of this huge ship, all magical instruments, Yangshen magical instruments, and magical instruments from the other shore, lost their luster.
"How dare you..."
Yang Pan, sitting firmly in the boat of fortune, was extremely furious. He and Hong Xuanji seemed to be king and subject, but in fact, they were more like brothers and comrades-in-arms.
When one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer.
Even better than CP!
The huge ship, the eighteen-story building, wrapped in the "Central Wu Yi Hollow Great True Qi", and the surrounding thunder, bombarding his son, always demonstrated the authority of the number one person in the universe and the supreme ruler.
The vortex that formed caused the entire space to tremble.
"Kill him for me, and rescue Xuan Ji..."
Although Yang Pan was sitting steadily in the Boat of Fortune as usual, there was a look of panic in his eyes.
The runes on the Boat of Fortune lit up, and all the spiritual energy of the Langxiao Heaven, the great energy of the Biluo Heaven, and the great true energy of the central Wuyi Void were squandered out all at once.
At the same time, the masters in the boat were very panicked, but they had to take action.
Even Hong Xuanji was defeated and captured.
How can they be opponents!
Isn't this just going to die
Suddenly, Yi Xiaochuan felt a gaze passing through infinite time and space and falling into the palm of his hand.
This gaze was directed at Hong Xuanji.
Hong Xuanji, the son of Daqian.
What’s even more interesting is that a purple gas appeared in the neutron star cage. The purple gas spread rapidly, tearing through the void and carrying Hong Xuanji to another place in the universe.
A faint smile appeared on Yi Xiaochuan's lips. The old monsters behind these powerful men finally couldn't help but take action.
I’m afraid you won’t take action.
As long as you take action, you will definitely leave clues. By following the clues, we can find your nest.
Hong Xuanji had no idea what Yi Xiaochuan was thinking. Although he was calm as if he had survived a disaster, he couldn't think about that.
He had had a smooth life, and even Meng Shenji had once been defeated by him and Yang Pan's schemes. He had never imagined himself to be in such a mess today. It could be said that he had fallen to the lowest point.
This extreme low point can actually allow him to rise from the ashes and "gain great things from great losses."
While being imprisoned by Otogawa, he actually had a slight breakthrough and realized the supreme realm of the Wheel of Life and Death in the Heavens.
At this time, a whisper sounded in my ears, ancient and vicissitudes: "You are worthy of being the one who can inherit my Taoist tradition. You didn't let me down."
"Taoist of Creation." Hong Xuanji called out the name of the owner of the voice in one sentence.
His mood at the moment was like an abyss, without any ups and downs: "You saved me!"
It is of course good that he did not die at the hands of a powerful foreign warrior, but he also needs to figure out why he did not die.
The real body of the Taoist of Fortune did not seem to be here. His voice echoed in the void: "You and Yang Pan have obtained my Boat of Fortune. Naturally, you are my descendants. You are the hope that can fulfill my ideals on my behalf."
Hong Xuanji's eyes were calm: "I heard that the founder of creation has disappeared in the long river of history."
He directly acknowledged his identity as a disciple. After all, in addition to practicing the "Wheel of Life and Death in the Heavens" and "Two Sutras of the Universe", he and Yang Pan also practiced the "Heavenly Scripture of Creation" in the Boat of Creation, and even obtained the king of artifacts inherited by the Taoist of Creation. So he was indeed a disciple of the Taoist of Creation.
Taoist Zaohua laughed loudly: "Yes, I, as well as those Yang Gods from the ancient times, all died in the place of origin."
Afterwards, he spoke openly about the secrets of the ancient times, for example, why the Yang God, who was supposed to live as long as heaven and earth, died.
"The Place of Origin is where all Yang Gods and Shattered Vacuums go. It is the closest place to the other shore in the Infinite Sea of Bitterness. All Yang Gods and Shattered Vacuums want to reach the other shore there. Unfortunately, there is only one chance to reach the other shore."
"So, the war began. Most of the Yang Gods and Vacuum Shatterers from ancient times to the present died there. I died too. That place is called the Yang God Cemetery by you, the younger generations."
Hong Xuanji's eyes flickered: "So, the founder of creation is now a yang spirit thought, with only memories but no consciousness?"
The Yang Gods of the ancient times and prehistoric times may all be dead, but they may have left behind some residual thoughts about them.
The Yang God has 129,600 Yang God thoughts. Even if only one is left, it can still have memories and power, but this memory and power are just fragments and can no longer be considered the real them.
The only power that can kill Yang Shen is Yang Shen.
If they are killed by the same Yang God, even the Holy Emperors will not be able to revive them.
They can only leave behind some fragments of Yang Shen's thoughts and leave a legacy, so that people in later generations can inherit their will and fulfill their ideals on their behalf.
According to Taoist Zaohua, when the Saint Emperors reach that level, they have long disregarded life and death.
They have lived too long, and what they are pursuing is the great other shore beyond life and death.
That realm that everyone aspires to reach throughout their lives.
That is the common obsession of all of them, the Yangshen masters, to crush the vacuum masters.
Even if they die, they want to see their descendants help them fulfill their ideals, carry their marks, and set foot on the ultimate other shore.
Hong Xuanji thought that Taoist Zaohua was in the same situation at the moment, and regarded himself as the successor who carried his ideals.
But, is he the successor
Or be reborn through a borrowed body
Fighting to cross to the other side is the lifelong obsession of these Yang Gods. How could they not want to reach the other side personally...
However, Taoist Zaohua said calmly: "I am neither a thought nor a fragment. The one who is talking to you now is a projection of me that I left behind."
Hong Xuanji's eyes narrowed slightly: "Then the ancestor..."
Is the Taoist of Creation dead or alive
The three great mythological giants of ancient times.
The first immortal emperor.
The second Taoist of creation.
The third one is “too”.
These three people each created a king of artifacts, and the latter two relied on the king of artifacts to travel the universe.
Among these three people, the Boat of Fortune was the first of the three great divine artifacts to be created by the Taoist of Fortune.
It was because of the actions of Taoist Zaohua that the Great Emperor Changsheng came up with the idea of building an "immortal monument".
Precisely because of the talent of Taoist Zaohua, even the greatest master of ancient times, Emperor Changsheng, has to be wary of him.
What if such an ancient mythological giant was still alive
"Although I am dead, I am not as cleanly dead as those other Yang Gods. I will be resurrected."
"You want me to revive you?"
“No… I hope someone can reach the other side… You, have this opportunity, the Immortal God King has contacted you! As long as you get some inheritance from the Ancient Saint Emperor in the Land of Origin, and then get the flesh and blood of the Immortal God King, you will be able to break through the strength of Shattering the Vacuum, and with the Seed of Origin… the other side is expected! Come… to the Land of Origin… as soon as possible… because the great era has arrived… the door to the cemetery has begun to slowly open…”
Taoist Zaohua suddenly looked at Yi Xiaochuan. He sensed his surveillance and immediately punched out, and everything collapsed!
Endless space was destroyed, time was in chaos, and the gale swept out. The planets in this star field were destroyed one after another, and all the floating continents were turned into powder.
After the aftermath passed, he suddenly stood in the air, his eyes scanning all around, his spiritual thoughts reaching billions of miles away, but he did not find the shadow of Taoist Zaohua and Hong Xuanji.
It seemed that the two had died in the great destruction.
But Yi Xiaochuan knew that Taoist Zaohua had taken Hong Xuanji away again.
"Now that you've come out, the traces can't be erased. The place of origin... I will find it eventually!"
Yi Xiaochuan stretched out his hand, and the neutron star cage still existed. In the middle of the three stars, Hong Xuanji was gone, but a large ship, the Boat of Creation, was floating.