Chapter 1 Qingtian

Mulling over this name, Yang Jian couldn't help but furrow his brow.

A faint scent of eternal doom arose, causing his heart to palpitate.

It seemed this name was deeply connected to him...

His mind reeling, Yang Jian's arm holding the blade faltered slightly.

"Qingtian Battle Formation!"

Seeing Yang Jian seemingly shaken, a Daoist with a long sword on his back chuckled in the sky:

"This formation was created by 'Qingtian,' the number one war god of the ancient Divine Court, and it possesses the power to suppress and kill ghosts, gods, demons, and monsters in all directions!"

Meng Tong was outside the formation.

He saw the aura of iron and blood instantly permeate the heavens and earth, locking down all spatial transformations within the formation's range.

He was secretly shocked, feeling that this space had been completely stripped from the heavens and earth. At first glance, it looked like a scroll hanging above the dome of the sky.

It looked incredibly terrifying.

Although he had received a promise to rejoin the Daoist sect, he was not qualified to join this 'Qingtian Great Formation.'

However, he knew a great deal about the legends of this formation.

Qingtian War God was the first war general of the Imperial Court, also known as the God of War. Legend has it that he was born of mortal origins, yet he ascended to the pinnacle in a very short time.

He was a genius, unmatched by many gods and Buddhas in the sky. Even the Five Direction Divine Emperors were only equal to him, and he never declared allegiance to the Emperor Sage Yan.

In the ancient years, he used this formation to kill Shen Lin, one of the three divine beasts that created the heavens, with his 1,200 war generals!

It caused a sensation in all the realms, and he was once known as the number one person below a Saint!

This formation was also known as the number one killing formation in all the realms!

Rumble!

As the sneer of the sword-bearing Daoist still echoed, the iron and blood aura permeating the heavens and earth rolled down.

"Kill!"

The iron and blood aura was like qi and treasure, destroying everything tangible and intangible in its path. In an instant, the space was completely submerged.

The Daoists spoke with disdain, but after all, he was a person that even the Patriarch valued, so of course they did not take him lightly.

With a thought, the hundred and twenty Daoists activated their primordial spirit great divine powers, bursting out with infinite iron and blood killing power, wanting to destroy everything.

Boom!

It was as if an ancient star exploded in their ears, like the roars and howls of all the war generals throughout history.

Even Meng Tong and the other primordial spirit Daoists outside the formation were shocked and retreated thousands of miles. Looking from afar, they could no longer see that piece of heaven and earth.

Only rolling baleful aura, like a pillar of heaven, stood between heaven and earth, incomparably dazzling and terrifying.

Yang Jian, who bore the brunt of the attack, fell into a deep trance under the endless iron and blood aura.

In the dimness, he seemed to see a tall and stalwart divine man, looking at him across an endless river, with cold and indifferent eyes.

Even the current Yang Jian felt a great terror that made his heart palpitate.

That was...

"That pretty boy is dead..."

Just as this thought arose in Meng Tong's mind, he suddenly heard a bell ringing in the sky.

Om!

The bell rang, echoing for thousands upon thousands of miles.

Its sound was not harsh or grand, but it was unbelievably long, and it seemed to contain the chanting of countless monks.

Meng Tong only looked up for a moment, but he saw a wave of crimson gold rippling through the endless thunderclouds, dyeing tens of thousands of miles of thunderclouds.

In the dimness, he seemed to see a giant Buddha standing between the earth and the sky, sitting cross-legged in the sea of thunder, yet transcending the heavens. When he lowered his eyes, he seemed to cry and laugh, seem indifferent and compassionate.

Was that the Sumeru Golden Body?

The thought arose in Meng Tong's mind.

"The Golden Body needs fire to refine!"

Above the sea of thunder, the old Daoist Xuan Xiao, holding the thunder in his hands, sneered and slapped down the unreleased thunder with his backhand:

"Let this old Daoist see, what's so great about this so-called Sumeru fortune creation?! Is it worthy of this deity's Nine Heavens Profound Thunder!"

Xuan Xiao laughed loudly, but his eyes were filled with endless indifference and dread.

The Nine Reverends of the Daoist sect represented the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder of the Daoist sect, and also represented the nine most powerful great immortal arts of the Daoist sect. What he controlled was the 'Xuantian Nine Transformations Evolving Heaven Method.'

This method was the foundation of the Daoist sect's mathematical supernatural powers, with the mysteries of peeping into the past and the future. Since ancient times, apart from the 'Divine Ghost Eight Arrays Diagram' passed down by the Bodhi Daoist who appeared in an incredible manner.

There was no one comparable to him.

It was because he sensed the will of the Heavenly Saint in the dark, and felt that the greatest threat to the Daoist sect appeared in Southern Zhan that he resolutely left seclusion.

He came here at great risk to find someone.

He did not know whether this junior who inherited the Buddhist fortune was the person in the Heavenly Saint's decree, but in the end, it was better to kill by mistake than to let him go!

Rumble!

Endless thunder fell down, like thousands of thunder dragons roaring and roaring towards the Buddha's golden body as large as a celestial star.

At the same time, like fireworks exploding, it roared in all directions.

Haizhou, Southern Sky Dao, Youzhou, Northwest Dao...

Countless qi refiners in Da Zhou, and even in Southern Zhan, felt palpitations and fear in their hearts. Looking up, they saw the highest point of the dome of the sky.

The rolling thunder dragons roared and came, and with their movement, there were countless divisions.

One became two, two became three, and three became infinite!

In an instant, it had already permeated the entire Southern Zhan Continent, with countless trillions of thunderbolts flashing across the sky, spreading towards the four seas and four continents.

And the direction of its sharpness and energy.

It was all the qi refiners between heaven and earth!

With one strike,

He wanted to kill all the qi refiners in the world!

The domineering of the Daoist sect's Heavenly Reverence caused the faces of many great cultivators and qi refiners who had detected the movement here with various means to change.

Om!

Om!

Om~~~

Dark clouds covered the sky, and thunder rolled across the sky.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~

Da Zhou, Panlong Peak, the imperial capital, on the Heavenly Sacrifice Platform, figures stood tall, looking at the long sky, their expressions solemn.

Surrounded by everyone, Long Xingyi, who was sitting on the treasure throne with his hand on his cheek, was neither surprised nor angry, as if he had expected it, or had been waiting for a long time.

"This day is earlier than we expected, but it doesn't matter..."

Only when the rolling thunder came across the sky did he grasp the divine sword, stand up, and say:

"If we can survive this calamity, we will all be pioneers!"

"Yes!"

On the Heavenly Sacrifice Platform, a group of Da Zhou officials who had changed their paths responded in unison. Even though some people still had doubts in their hearts, they had to sigh in their hearts and step out.

Whether they were willing or not, they who had changed their paths could not be integrated into the Daoist sect, or even the entire old law.

Om!

At the same time as a group of people roared, countless rays of light lit up within Da Zhou. Forced by the aura of thunder, countless city formations were activated.

Connected to each other, they showed the shadow of mountains and rivers in the sky, and the shadows of nine true dragons crisscrossing and weaving for countless billions of miles also raised their heads and roared ferociously.

It also stirred up the qi of the mountains and earth veins to soar into the air, wanting to resist the terrifying thunder storm.

It was the 'Mountains and Rivers Social Diagram' formed by the Nine Tripods of Xia combined with mountains, rivers, and earth veins!

Rumble rumble!

Thousands of thunderbolts exploded at the same time.

The terrifying waves spread wildly in the sky, like hundreds of millions of ancient fierce beasts trampling on the void. The indescribable loud noise almost instantly.

It resounded throughout the four seas and four continents, and even all the unknown places.

This was a true collision approaching a Near Saint!

It reappeared in the world after 70,000 years, and it also shocked all the cultivators in the world once again.

.....

"Good, good, good!"

In the dark and faint chaos, the starlight was blazing, and the Starry Sky Building Master's eyes flashed with a cold light, as if he wanted to tear the chaos apart:

"You, are very good!"

Om!

On one side of the chessboard, six divine lights rose together, like a dam blocking in front, blocking all the Starry Sky Building Master's aura from approaching.

"Compared to you, what we have done is far from good enough."

Ta Long Daoist sat on the Dao platform, flicked his whisk lightly, and smiled faintly:

"The six of us have become Dao by combining with the heavens, and we think we know everything, but we can't find the chess pieces you left behind.

I admire this method very much!"

The six people's expressions were calm, their minds were restrained, and their auras were intertwined, blocking foreign enemies.

The people from outside the realm were the strongest they had ever seen in their lives.

Their way of combining with the heavens was equal to the Imperial Heaven. Within the heaven and earth, from the changes of the era to the birth and death of grass and trees, they knew everything.

But they couldn't capture the Starry Sky Building Master's methods, and almost overturned the basic situation 70,000 years ago.

They couldn't understand such methods.

"Do you think we will follow the same path as 70,000 years ago? Sit and wait for your chess pieces to turn the world upside down?"

The black-robed youth wiped his long knife and couldn't help but sneer: "You, won't have any chance, even if another you comes, don't even think about stepping into the Imperial Heaven!"

The other Saints watched with cold eyes, with the same expressionless faces, making it impossible to fathom their intentions.

70,000 years ago, the phoenix that had been dead for many years suddenly revived. In one era, ten Near Saints were born. In one battle, they almost collapsed the system they had built over the epochs.

If they hadn't incarnated in the lower realm, I'm afraid the Imperial Heaven would have changed hands.

With this lesson from the past, how could they give the Starry Sky Building Master the chance to slowly deploy?

Even if they still can't find the chess pieces left by the Starry Sky Building Master.

"Hehe."

The Starry Sky Building Master's eyes flashed, and he sneered: "You are not small, what is the result? Incarnate in the lower realm, and still be blocked by an ant, trapped in one place?"

"Hmph."

The black-robed youth glanced at the sorrowful-faced old monk, expressionless.

The old monk put his hands together and sighed without saying a word.

"Although Daoist friend has great supernatural powers, you still can't break through us."

Emperor Yan, under the radiance of the divine light, sighed lightly and said, "Why don't we just stop here, talk about metaphysics and discuss the Dao, and have a good time with wine? Wouldn't that be a happy event?"

Emperor Yan's tone was calm, and he said a compromise. The other people frowned slightly, but they didn't say anything.

"Stop? Hahaha!"

Hearing this, the Starry Sky Building Master laughed loudly, and the laughter spread out so far in the chaos where nothing existed:

"You, are just withered bones in the tomb, frogs in the well, and you dare to talk to this seat about metaphysics and discuss the Dao? Hahaha! It's just nonsense!"

The Starry Sky Building Master laughed undisguisedly and unscrupulously.

The faces of Ta Long Daoist and others turned livid. With their status, they had never been so belittled since ancient times.

"Why bother to use your tongue, Daoist friend? You want to lure us to attack, but you can't."

The sorrowful-faced old monk had already smiled:

"Or is it that Daoist friend is about to lose, and wants to renege on the debt?"

"Humph!"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the Starry Sky Building Master indifferently swept over the six people, and said lightly: "This deity has attacked the origins of the realms, or has killed countless people, but I have never spoken falsely!"

"If you can win this game, this Building Master will tell you everything about the Dao Extreme Road, without any concealment..."

"Hmm?"

"Even now, you are still saying this? Could it be that he still has a backup plan?"

"With these words, we might as well go all out. If we can get the 'Dao Extreme' Realm, even if we collapse this epoch's myriad spirits in advance, it is worth it!"

"So..."

The six people looked at each other, and in an instant, they reached a consensus and made a decision.

Whoosh!

In the next moment, the Great Free Heavenly Demon Lord in a black robe suddenly stood up, and at the moment when the two Killing Dao Extreme Swords rose, he stepped out of the Dao Platform with arrogance:

"Come, let this Demon Lord see your 'Universe Three Thousand Killing Dao Diagram' again!"