Chapter 477 Foundation

Wei Yuan had already prepared in advance.

After countless battles, especially after seven years, he was ruthlessly ambushed by the old silver coin that was the Turbid World Great Lord, and directly fell. If it weren't for the special nature of [Cause and Effect], and the fact that the Turbid World Great Lord at that time only destroyed and killed Wei Yuan's future self, and was unable to kill Wei Yuan's past, so that Wei Yuan could make a comeback.

Wei Yuan might have directly perished, his body and Dao extinguished.

After being beaten up by such an old silver coin...

Curator Wei finally understood.

A pure civil official is not enough!

He began to prepare backhands and insurance for his actions.

This time, even if he was surrounded by the Turbid World, combined with the power of Buzhou Mountain and Emperor Jun, as well as Zhujiu Yin, who was no less cunning than the Great Lord… Curator Wei was confident that these three could directly pull him out. They were absolutely reliable insurance.

When Wei Yuan's divine soul voice swept out, the three who had been prepared took action together.

It could even be said that before Curator Wei shouted the order to attack.

The world had already changed!

In an instant, the stars suddenly lit up. At this time, it was still daytime, the sky was clear for thousands of miles, but suddenly it turned into a vast ocean. Countless rays of light seemed to be pulled and sucked away, and the world was in a chaotic state. Then, one star after another stood out, appearing even more deep and empty, making people marvel. A young man with a cold expression, wearing dark-colored gorgeous clothes, and tying his long hair into a ponytail with golden streamers, walked out slowly.

Every step seemed to carry the vast power from the universe of stars.

His eyes were deep, as if containing the sun, moon, and stars, rising and falling within them.

Thus, space, cause and effect, and the road ahead were no longer clear, and were directly blocked. All the Turbid World powerhouses, even if they came to the world of Clear Qi, were also blocked from their path. Apart from fighting, it was impossible to escape from here, and it was impossible to infiltrate other places in the Clear World, ensuring that the entire Clear World would not be harmed.

"...Heavenly Emperor!"

The Turbid World Foundation spoke subconsciously.

There was no way to go to heaven.

Even the strongest army, trained as if made of steel,

could not help but feel fear in their hearts when facing the number one person in the world of this era.

Some gods and demons subconsciously looked back.

They looked back in the direction of their hometown, and saw that the huge swirling clouds with shimmering azure light still existed there. As they flowed, they revealed traces of the boundary between Clear and Turbid, the mysteries of unpredictable changes, and the transformation of space and cause and effect. Objects from the Clear World and the Turbid World exchanged places here. A huge, incomparable, and unstoppable force swept past like a storm.

Mountains and rocks collapsed and were annihilated, and fallen leaves fell into the azure vortex one after another.

Then disappeared.

Suddenly, they saw the falling leaves suddenly stagnate, stained with a layer of deep, dim yellow light. This ray of light spread silently and rapidly, eventually covering the entire passage between Clear and Turbid, as if the development and changes of everything were slowed down billions of times at this time, and eventually even time was frozen.

In the amber-like solidified time, a god wearing a gray long shirt, with black hair hanging down plainly,

with an ancient face shrouded in a layer of temporal gray mist, calmly watched the front of the river of time.

Thus, the circuits of the Turbid World gods and demons were also sealed.

Their retreat was always one second ago, one minute ago, but never in the present.

Thus, even with the speed of chasing mountains and chasing the sea like electricity and light, it was impossible to reach the retreat ahead forever.

This was the so-called no way to enter the earth.

Who can catch up with the years?

"...Nine Nether Candle Dragon?"

The tone of the Turbid World Foundation was solemn.

The stars of the heavens and the myriad phenomena sealed the way forward, and the solidification of time cut off the retreat. The Turbid World gods and demons and the Turbid World Foundation were like being stuck in the middle. Even Wei Yuan, who had just shouted out, was stunned. He did not expect that the cooperation between Emperor Jun and Zhujiu Yin would be so perfect.

So perfect that Wei Yuan felt that these two guys had worked together before.

For example, teaming up to beat up a slag snake, slag snake, or slag snake or something. /

At this time, according to the art of war, it is like striking the middle stream when crossing a river halfway.

That is to say…

When Wei Yuan subconsciously raised his sword, intending to go up himself, suddenly an extremely violent wind burst out. This could hardly be considered a violent wind, but rather the huge wind pressure caused by an extremely heavy object tearing through the sky at a speed that could not be imagined by reason or observed by the naked eye!

The wind pressure alone was enough to tear apart mountains and seas and annihilate stars.

And there was no doubt that only one person possessed such terrifying power. An old man wearing a coarse cloth robe and with wild white hair appeared, clenching his fists and laughing loudly: "Hahaha, Turbid World Foundation kid, I heard that you are also known in the Turbid World for having power comparable to this old man. Today, I will try to see what you are really made of!"

In the loud laughter, a punch fell, as if a star had been annihilated.

The huge energy that erupted with light made people feel a burst of darkness in front of them!

A terrifying punch fell.

The huge sound followed closely, booming endlessly.

Then, the violent wind and clouds rolled and surged towards the surroundings, directly traversing three thousand miles and stretching endlessly.

If the Heavenly Emperor had not suppressed this place with the myriad phenomena of the stars, I am afraid that the force of this punch would have spread to a more distant direction, directly causing irreversible and destructive damage and changes to the surrounding geographical environment. But at this moment, it was just that the force of the punch dissipated like clouds and waves. Wei Yuan slashed with the sword in his palm, directly tearing the force of the punch apart.

After the clouds dissipated, he saw on the battlefield that was divided by the stars and years.

Old Man Buzhou Mountain descended from the sky, clenching his fist and smashing down heavily.

The Turbid World Foundation crossed his hands and lifted them upwards.

His knees were slightly bent, and his body was trembling.

He actually relied on the remaining half of the battle formation's blessing power and his own strength to withstand this punch. He allowed the invincible and majestic force of the punch to continuously squeeze and impact downwards, but he did not waver at all. However, judging from his trembling body, there was no doubt that he did not receive this move easily.

Most of the punch's energy was borne by the Turbid World Foundation.

And the remaining part was guided and released by the countless Turbid World gods and demons in the formation.

The Turbid World Foundation had a firm expression. Even when facing four opponents at the Daoguo level, he did not show the slightest hint of emotion. With a violent roar, his aura rose again. The many Turbid World gods and demons in the battle formation roared together, and their auras surged. Thus, facing the attack of the Buzhou Mountain God, the Turbid World Foundation actually took the initiative to counterattack!

The demonic weapon in his palm turned into a long spear, fiercely piercing through.

The collision of fist and spear, the kind of violent aura that seemed to sweep away everything reappeared, vast and majestic.

The Qilin looked shocked and stunned, looking at the front, the two peerless powerhouses representing the limits of strength in the Clear and Turbid Worlds, were now engaged in a frantic confrontation in the most direct, simplest, and unadorned way. Each time represented the impact of the extreme of strength, and each time represented the direct collision of the most violent power.

Every punch landed on flesh, without retreating or avoiding, every move was crazy!

Only with such a strong defense could one choose such a violent confrontation method!

Only with such incomparably powerful force dared they engage in such a direct confrontation!

The wind of the fists swept up violent hurricanes, and the sound of breaking through the air spread and rolled, turning into thunder that ran and illuminated the space. Before the terrifying energy was completely released, it was shattered and torn apart by the new fist and fist force, and then gathered into the next fist force, layer upon layer, vast and majestic, as if it had the momentum to swallow the sun and the moon and sweep across the mountains and rivers.

Wei Yuan protected the Qilin and the true spirit of the Master and retreated again and again.

The Qilin had already been shocked by such a confrontation.

His own foundation and realm, even in the first echelon under the Daoguo realm, could not be considered the strongest.

What's more, this was a desperate fight in the Daoguo realm?!

What's more, it was said to be the first echelon of the Daoguo realm, and both sides were powerhouses at the limit of strength?

The turbulent waves and thrilling moments of the battle at this moment could never be reproduced even if any one of them was replaced. This was an unprecedented battle that would never happen again in the future. The Qilin could not help but sigh: "So powerful, Buzhou Mountain really lives up to its legendary reputation. It seems that the Buzhou Mountain stories circulating in the Clear World before were all just false fabrications."

When he couldn't help but sigh and shake his head, he actually had some Confucian aura.

Just as Wei Yuan thought that the Qilin was lamenting the horror of rumors, he suddenly became serious again, his eyes bright and admiring:

"But to be able to know such a person!"

"To be able to have such a powerful Buzhou Mountain God and Heavenly Emperor Dijun come to help together."

A hint of fanaticism appeared on the face of the handsome young man, and he shouted loudly: "Isn't my senior brother even more powerful than the Buzhou Mountain God?!"

The Qilin said in a shocking voice: "Senior Brother Yuan, awesome!"

"Senior Brother Yuan, the most awesome!!!"

"Senior Brother Yuan, awes…"

Wei Yuan directly shielded the Qilin's voice with a backhand, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Why hasn't this guy changed in thousands of years?!

Boom!!!!

The Buzhou Mountain God smashed down with another punch, and the space around his fist faintly twisted, showing a sign of collapse. The Turbid World Foundation also used the identity and position of the generals in the battle formation to draw the power of countless gods and demons, and fiercely swept across with the spear, like the collapse of the world and the annihilation of all things. The extremely heavy and hard magic weapon showed a visible and shocking arc.

Then, in the midst of a violent tremor, a tear appeared in the space.

Then that demonic weapon was actually twisted and torn apart in the very center by two pure brute forces!

The Turbid World Foundation's hands finally couldn't bear it, and his tiger's mouth burst open, blood flowing horizontally. Many of the Turbid World gods and demons also died on the spot, their souls scattered. Such a violent battle, such a direct contest of strength, was an absolute head-on confrontation, without any fancy tricks or fluke.

And Buzhou Mountain was unscathed, or rather—

His vitality was too strong.

Although he also received the same level of backlash and damage.

But compared with his own almost terrifying vitality that could support the heavens and the earth.

The proportion was completely controlled within the category of minor injuries. In addition, due to its particularity, the injuries were recovering at an unimaginable speed just by breathing. In other words, although the Turbid World Foundation seemed to be no less inferior to Buzhou Mountain in terms of strength and defense, Buzhou Mountain's health bar was too thick, so thick that it was incomprehensible.

The Myriad Worlds were indestructible, and the speed of injury recovery was also extremely outrageous.

Overall, the Turbid World Foundation was ultimately not a match for Buzhou Mountain. Buzhou Mountain smashed down again with a heavy punch, smashing the broken spear that the Turbid World Foundation had raised to block again. The Turbid World Foundation finally couldn't bear it, and spat out blood, and was thrown out like a broken piece of garbage, rolling on the ground, blood flowing non-stop. At this moment, the layers of starlight changes were revealed on Buzhou Mountain's body.

"...This is, the power of the Heavenly Emperor."

Kneeling on the ground, supporting himself, the Turbid World Foundation saw the starlight on Buzhou Mountain's body, and finally understood that in his battle with the opponent, the Heavenly Emperor had also given the Turbid World blessing. Although the Heavenly Emperor of the Clear World was a war-loving maniac, he also understood very well when to seek the pleasure of battle, and when to choose to give up his preferences.

The Turbid World Foundation breathed out, forcibly maintaining his realm.

He bent down and took the weapon from the hand of a Turbid World god and demon who had been silently shocked to death.

The Turbid World magic weapon was raised.

Still pointing to the Heavenly Emperor and Buzhou Mountain in front, he swallowed his blood, straightened his back, and said loudly:

"Turbid World, please advise!"

………………

"What did you say? He actually dared not accept the order?!"

"How dare he!"

The Turbid World Great Lord learned of the Turbid World Foundation's choice from the mouths of several returning Turbid World gods and demons, and fell into rage. He paced back and forth, and finally angrily flicked his sleeves: "Stupid people, stupid people, if you want to die, then go die, go die. This seat will not care about him!"

"Let him die!"

"Let Him die!"

And at the junction of Clear and Turbid.

A huge starlight smashed down, followed by Buzhou Mountain's fist.

The Turbid World Foundation barely used the weapon in his hand to deflect the Heavenly Emperor's starlight, and then was torn apart by Buzhou Mountain's fist, and was thrown out heavily, crashing down. Only one-tenth of the Turbid World gods and demons battle formation remained. The Turbid World Foundation rolled on the ground, panting violently, almost relying on the weapon to support himself, staggering to stand up.

His breathing was rapid, and his whole body was soaked in blood.

This was not the first time he had been defeated and knocked down.

When they fought, their auras were in a perfect state, but once one side was broken, the aura would usher in a great collapse and decline.

The Heavenly Emperor lowered his eyes, looking at the Turbid World powerhouse who straightened his body in the Clear World, and nodded slightly, saying indifferently:

"...Not bad."

The Turbid World Foundation's voice was hoarse, but he laughed loudly: "It's a rare experience to get the Heavenly Emperor's praise."

"Today, I also want to thank you all."

He suddenly acted, but the spear in his palm did not face the Buzhou Mountain in front, but suddenly reversed.

The spear turned into a phantom.

Suddenly, he tore open a space crack next to him, and the other side of the crack was the Turbid World.

"Don't even think about running away, kid, stop for me!"

Buzhou Mountain shouted and made a move, and Zhujiu Yin also made a move, forcibly blocking the Turbid World Foundation, but the Turbid World Foundation actually went against the norm, and did not take the opportunity to leave, but suddenly rushed forward, sacrificing all of his own Daoguo, and with the powerful strength of the first echelon of the Daoguo realm, forcibly pulled Buzhou Mountain and Zhujiu Yin.

He roared: "Leave immediately!"

The Turbid World gods and demons did not move.

The Turbid World Foundation roared: "Leave immediately!"

These Turbid World elites who had already participated in the battle with the top powerhouses of the Clear World gritted their teeth, and suddenly turned around and swept towards the passage. Starlight fell, and sword energy spread. The Turbid World Foundation roared, and his own Daoguo unfolded without hesitation, and forcibly lifted the stars with the qualifications of the World Foundation, and resisted the sword energy.

A divine man holding up the sky.

Using his body to block the sword energy, blood burst out instantly.

In just a moment, the Turbid World gods and demons left here.

And the Turbid World Foundation had already received serious injuries, staggering back, his face pale, and his Daoguo was severely damaged by the power of the stars and sword energy.

His whole aura almost collapsed like mountains and rivers.

Zhujiu Yin slowly withdrew his gaze, and said indifferently: "Trying his best, but only to let his subordinates leave."

"Unwise."

The Turbid World Foundation no longer spoke. He just sat there like a broken and ruined puppet, his chest torn apart, his Daoguo showing cracks, his face pale, and his hair disheveled. He just smiled and murmured:

"After experiencing the battle with you, they will truly grow up, and then each of them can serve as a captain, as the cornerstone of the battle formation, and they will raise ten times or a hundred times more troops than today."

Zhujiu Yin lowered his eyes: "But you won't see it."

The Turbid World Foundation laughed.

He looked at Wei Yuan and said, "I know why the Great Lord dares not kill you!"

"It must be because he knows that killing you will implicate him!"

"It's because of the unpredictable, because he doesn't know the characteristics of your power!"

The Turbid World Foundation's voice gradually weakened, and he smiled: "But he doesn't let me attack you. This doesn't fit his character. This may mean that my death will make you stronger..."

"But, that's absolutely impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"I am the Turbid World Foundation, the foundation of the entire world. I can never be humiliated by you after death!"

The Turbid World Foundation's aura suddenly surged.

Even Buzhou Mountain's speed was too late to stop an opponent who was also at the strongest realm of the top ten Daoguo from committing suicide!

The terrifying energy instantly destroyed the Turbid World Foundation's foundation and gong!

A powerhouse who could fight Buzhou Mountain to the death instantly reached the realm of running out of fuel, and his gong was shattered layer by layer.

The powerhouse of the Turbid World came from the incomparably pure Turbid World aura and the imprint of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. When the Turbid World powerhouse died, the imprint of the Great Dao from the Turbid World would produce corresponding changes and traces. Since he had shouldered the sword energy of the Celestial Venerable of the Origin, this meant that the killing move of the Celestial Venerable of the Origin and the special gong at this moment would be recorded on the corpse of the Turbid World Foundation.

It was also recorded on the Turbid World's imprint of the Great Dao.

The characteristics of the Origin Celestial Venerable's gong, and the characteristics of the Heavenly Emperor Dijun's gong had already fallen into the hands of the Turbid World at this time.

If it were ordinary times, they would also use methods to erase such recorded information, but the Turbid World Foundation's choice did not give them this opportunity. This powerhouse at the limit of strength laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, hahahahahahaha!"

His aura weakened to the extreme, and finally he whispered.

"My hometown is in the Turbid World, I can't die facing the human world."

What he was loyal to was never the Great Lord, but the Turbid World.

The Turbid World Foundation staggered and turned around, and then faced the Turbid World passage three feet away, and walked step by step.

He staggered a step and fell to his knees, his eyes losing their light.

His head, covered in blood, fell, his whole body was stained with blood and was in a mess, blood and dirt were mixed together, like a beggar who died here. His black hair was blown by the wind, and his eyes could no longer see the charm of his hometown.

The first echelon of the Turbid World Daoguo realm—

The limit of strength, the Turbid World Foundation died in battle.

His soul scattered.

His gong was self-destructed.

The anchor point of cause and effect was broken.

ps: Today's first update…