The most mysterious and profound place in the murky world…

A refined-looking man with a gloomy face strode forward. Beside him were a tall, imposing man with a mask covering the upper half of his face, his aura chilling and icy, and a figure with delicate features, indistinguishable as male or female.

There were also countless figures hidden within the black or crimson turbid energy.

Even a presence with a heroic spirit, seemingly capable of propping up the sky and supporting the earth, could vaguely be sensed.

The refined man had already suppressed his earlier rage.

His tone was cold:

"What does the Great One want with me?"

A faint sneering voice echoed in the void: "How strange, why does it smell like scallions today?"

"Wrong, wrong, what scallions?"

"It's clearly the aroma of braised pork."

Suddenly, thunder rumbled and exploded in the air.

The refined man's eyes were icy as he swept his gaze across the murky clouds. However, because the Great One was present, he did not erupt in anger. Instead, he secretly recorded the existence of those who had spoken earlier. The Great One seemed to be slumbering, but briefly awakened and said slowly:

"I was busy with another matter earlier."

"Busy with Hunkun…"

"...However, the connection with the Great Earth has been lost for so long. Today, I suddenly had a premonition."

"After a brief calculation, I realized that his own Dao fruit had been stripped away, causing him to suffer severe injuries."

"You are most skilled in deriving heavenly secrets, not inferior to Fuxi. Try and see where he is."

The refined man nodded.

He calmly swept his gaze across the surrounding heroes, causing these demons and deities of the turbid world to retreat slightly. After all, this man was extremely strong in terms of both combat power and methods, and he was also valued by the Great One. Being targeted by him was definitely not a good thing.

The refined man took a wisp of Qi from the old man, which was given to him by the Great One.

With a casual wave of his sleeve, he followed the heavenly secrets to trace back and find the person who killed him.

It was a man.

His expression was gentle, wearing close-fitting attire beneath a wide-sleeved Daoist robe, his hair held up by a wooden hairpin. There were strands of white in his black hair, and his temperament was ancient. He cupped his fist in greeting and smiled: "This humble Daoist is Yuanshi, Yuanshi of the Original Beginning."

"Yuanshi Heavenly Devil!"

A trace of hatred flashed in Fuxi's eyes.

He immediately recognized who this black-robed Daoist was!

The surrounding was filled with noisy voices, but slowly, as the scene changed, everyone's voices suddenly became quiet and silent. Strange gazes turned towards the refined man.

The one who sealed the Earth God of the Turbid World for six thousand years…

Was the Reversed Innate Eight Trigrams Formation!

And in the entire world, it seemed that only the refined man before them understood this formation.

Could it be that he secretly sealed it?!

Everyone's expressions were strange.

The Great One, sitting high above, was silent, and said, "...Heavenly secrets, I have been asleep for a long time and cannot see clearly. Tell me, what is the method used to seal the Great Earth?"

The refined man was silent for a long time, and said slowly, "The Reversed Innate Eight Trigrams Formation."

"It is my technique."

The man raised his eyes, suppressed his anger, and said, "Great One, this is definitely not what I did."

He did not give his enemies a chance to kick him when he was down, and sneered: "Although you naturally won't believe me when I say this, firstly, although I have never been on good terms with the Great Earth, without enough benefits, why would I kill him?!"

"Secondly, if I were to kill him, I would never choose such an obvious method. How would I actively calculate this karmic secret?!"

A cold voice came from the void: "Perhaps, you are using this very mentality. Didn't the mortal world have a saying? The great plans in the world all go against the grain. You are powerful, so it's impossible that you don't understand, right?"

The refined man said coldly: "If you don't believe me, I can prove it." The Great One, whose body was hidden in the turbid world, said calmly: "There is no need to argue. This karmic secret seems to be partially obscured…" He tapped his finger lightly, and the entire heavenly secret changed and flowed, suddenly transmitting bursts of shattering sounds.

The scene reappeared.

The refined man's expression softened and became certain, but slowly his expression became more and more serious.

He saw the old man representing the Turbid World's Great Earth laughing and saying, "I sensed the presence of that person during this time," and then directly exposed the jade coffin, as well as the white-haired Snail Emperor inside the jade coffin, in front of all the Turbid World Heavenly Gods.

The refined man's right hand clenched suddenly.

His face turned icy.

The Great One said faintly: "...I don't remember, my Turbid World has this white-haired Lord of Creation."

"Tianji, is this what you did?"

'Six thousand years ago, you led the plan to overturn Buzhou Mountain, causing the heavens to collapse and the earth to shatter, killing Nuwa, was it to obtain the blood and flesh of this Nuwa, and then create this Turbid World Snail Emperor? She should be related to your breakthrough, right? Are you using my entire Turbid World to pave the way for your breakthrough?"

"You lured that madman Fuxi to the Turbid World for revenge, the weight of the slaughter is second only to Hunkun."

"Is this also your sin?"

The refined man was silent for a long time, closed his eyes, and said frankly: "...Yes." He raised his eyes, his expression was calm and composed, open and peaceful: "If we, the demons and gods of the Great Dark World, have a chance to break through, wouldn't we do everything in our power? If there is such a possibility, wouldn't we give it our all?"

Behind him faintly appeared a cold, domineering, barbaric, and terrifying god-devil posture, but in his eyebrows, there was a vast calmness, absolutely not false, and he said coldly: "If I can attain the Dao, brothers and friends can all be abandoned, if I can attain the Dao, all living beings are nothing but ants! No thoughts of life and death!"

"The eyes do not see the temptation of fame and wealth, the heart does not hear the restraint of relatives and friends."

"With no ties, I seek the Dao between heaven and earth."

"In order to reach the supreme and unparalleled realm that suppresses the ages."

"This matter is what I have done."

"And I have never failed the Great Dark World."

If he said such domineering and indifferent words, he would have been secretly despised in the Pure World, but this place was different from the Pure World's customs. Such words and behaviors instead caused many gods and demons to praise and applaud. Even those who had a lot of hostility with the Turbid World's Fuxi before now said a word of approval.

The refined man said slowly: "I am indeed wholeheartedly seeking a breakthrough!"

"For Nuwa's realm foundation!"

"I am only enemies with that Yuanshi Heavenly Devil."

"I will never harm the strong of my Turbid World!"

If he stubbornly denied it, it would only expose one problem after another. It would be better to be as frank and calm as he was now, admitting part of the purpose and exposing part of the truth. Instead, it would make these Turbid World gods and demons recognize him as a standard hero of the Turbid World.

In order to seek the Great Dao!

In order to seek detachment!

Unscrupulous, without love or fear, without death or thought!

The Turbid World Great One was silent for a long time, as if thinking and deliberating. Then, he suddenly realized something, and tapped his finger lightly, directly striking the heavenly secrets. The heavenly secret picture in front of him suddenly rippled and exploded. He suddenly heard loud laughter, which was the laughter of the refined man.

It seemed extremely proud, and seemed hearty and unrestrained.

"Do you know why I used a sword as a weapon to kill Nuwa back then?"

"Do you know why I started using a sword six thousand years ago?"

The Turbid World Fuxi in the picture laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, I should thank you!

'Only in this way can I have the matter of stabbing Nuwa with a sword between my eyebrows." Silence.

A dead silence.

Just now, the Turbid World Fuxi admitted that everything he did was to kill Nuwa and obtain her heart's blood, but now, in the blink of an eye, he was seen thanking the Yuanshi Heavenly Devil, saying that the Yuanshi Heavenly Devil's swordsmanship six thousand years ago gave him great help, and with this swordsmanship, he was able to kill Nuwa.

A faint whispering voice came: "Indeed"

"It seems that Tianji did start practicing swordsmanship suddenly six thousand years ago."

"So that's the reason?"

"Hiss"

A keen sense of wrongness suddenly flashed through the refined man's heart, and a trace of coldness. He suddenly stepped forward and swept his sleeves, and the Reversed Innate Eight Trigrams revolved, about to destroy the picture, because he judged that what was about to happen would bring him even greater trouble than violently shattering the karma.

Wind and thunder rushed, mountains and lakes!

The next moment, the Great One made a move, directly restraining the refined man.

The last scene on the heavenly secret picture emerged.

The black-robed Daoist who killed the Turbid World Great Earth had a kind smile on his face. He said gently:

"...My cultivation has improved so quickly."

"I still have to thank you for bringing me next to that Turbid World God of Karma." I also have to thank you…

For bringing me… next to the Turbid World God of Karma.

God of Karma…

The gentle and refined voice echoed.

Silence.

An unprecedented silence.

This time, even the turbid energy of the Turbid World no longer had any divisions surging. Then, the next moment, unparalleled hostility and crazy killing intent surged, and the anger of the gods and demons directly pointed at the Turbid World Fuxi. Angry voices and killing intent surged wildly: "Good! Good! In order to break through, disregarding everything, you even betrayed your comrades!"

"Hahahaha, I said why, I said why!"

"The Karma was just born, and he died in the hands of a mere Yuanshi Heavenly Lord who was not good at fighting. So it was you, hahahaha, you deliberately brought him to the newly broken Karma, right? What a good deal!!"

"At the cost of a comrade's life!"

"Inviting the ten peaks of the Pure World to kill another comrade!"

"Tianji! You have a very vicious heart!"

"That's right, I remember, it was said that the God of Karma of the Pure World had just been born, and his strength was not enough, so it was the best chance to kill him. Using the Xuan Hei Turbid World Flag to suppress the Karma would allow for close combat, and it was you who said that, and as a result, the Xuan Hei Turbid World Flag, this treasure, also fell into the hands of that Yuanshi Heavenly Lord!"

"Tell me, is this also your plan!"

The refined man's heart was bewildered, and then anger rose.

Absurd!

But for a time, he couldn't refute it, couldn't answer it.

His heart was filled with anger and unwillingness, and he was speechless, but he felt even more aggrieved and unwilling. He actually felt that his every step was designed. How could there be such a knowledgeable person in the world!

How could there be someone in the world who was so good at dealing with him and designing him?!

In addition to his anger, a trace of coldness rose behind the refined man.

He almost felt like he was living in the shadows just now.

His every step was predicted.

The other party also took other measures based on his actions.

Step by step, he was pushed into a situation where he was surrounded by enemies, and he was pushed into the identity of a traitor who betrayed the Turbid World.

It was as if he was fighting an enemy who had been fighting against the concept of Fuxi for thousands or tens of thousands of years!

He was completely pulled into the other party's rhythm.

He raised his head, and suddenly, a surging and violent killing intent slammed down. "Great One!"

The refined man's injuries had not yet recovered, and he was forced back in an instant.

He coughed up blood, and when the second move slammed down, the Turbid World Fuxi, with a tragic expression, suddenly widened his eyes and roared: "The Great Earth is not dead yet!" He raised his head, his vertical pupils cold and resolute, and said:

"I only sensed that his Dao fruit was taken away!"

"He may still be alive!"

"Bring him back, and everything will be clear!"

"At that time, it won't be too late to decide!"

The Great One's palm was pressed in front of the Turbid World Fuxi's brow, no longer moving forward. The refined man's face was pale, but the reason that made the Great One slowly withdraw his right hand was a ten-foot-long spear that blocked this move. The man who had returned with the Turbid World Fuxi earlier blocked a move for him, and nodded: "I think what Tianji said is right, we should give him a chance, what if we fall into a trap?"

Then, his figure paused, and he solemnly added: "Besides, she also made a great dish!"

His eyes were clear, his figure was not tall, but one hand was holding a long spear, and the other hand was holding a chicken wing bone and picking his teeth, and he said seriously:

"The cooking skills are really good, incredibly delicious!"

"A good cook! The best cook!"

"It's a pity to kill him."

"Let him try, maybe he can really bring back the Great Earth..." The refined man lowered his eyes, his face twisted.

He only felt extremely humiliated, and gritted his teeth: "Yuanshi… Heavenly Lord!"

The Great Wilderness.

All conditioned dharmas are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows, like dew and lightning. Thus should they be contemplated.

A gray-robed monk sat cross-legged on a stone, his Zen staff stuck upside down beside him, his expression gentle and peaceful. Birds played on his shoulders, and then suddenly the shout of the little monk Shijia came, and the birds were startled and flew away: "Teacher, teacher!"

"I found an injured person."

"Okay, such serious injuries."

"Hiss… his eyes are blind, and half of the bones in his body are broken." The young Shijia walked out carrying an old man in gray clothes on his back, with a worried look on his face.

"Can you save him?"

Yuanjue slowly opened his eyes.