Chapter 798 Supporting the Heavens, Planting the Earth

The last starlight, gathered bit by bit, dissipated, signifying that the last wisp of Buzhou Mountain's consciousness had fallen into slumber. Before him, the towering Buzhou Mountain also fell into complete silence. Even Kaiming, who could see in all directions and possessed the ability to discern many secrets, could not detect the slightest spirituality.

Was He dead?

Not necessarily. Buzhou Mountain, a paramount existence in mythology, one of the top ten Dao Fruit realms, coupled with his unique physique, even if he had truly fallen, as long as his legend continued to be told in the mortal world and the Great Wilderness, he would have a certain chance and probability of returning from the depths of time.

But that would definitely be a very, very long time.

It could only be said that this was, after all, just a possibility of fate that had become a tributary.

If Wei Yuan returned to the past, as long as he made sufficiently correct responses, he could still avoid such a tragic situation.

Kaiming faintly had a feeling.

Perhaps this was Wei Yuan's original fate, just like in the past five thousand years, constantly growing through loss, finally reaching the end of time, standing at the peak, only to find that he had no enemies behind him, but also no friends.

However, this trajectory of fate had already shifted when he obtained the [Cause and Effect].

At this moment, Kaiming was already starting to feel a headache. The golden-red flames that burned everything and the roaring turquoise waves were rapidly approaching. The world was filled with chaotic and violent Yuan Qi currents. As someone who couldn't be considered skilled in combat in the Dao Fruit realm, he could feel his brow throbbing.

"I'm numb, I'm really numb..."

"Originally, the situation with this kid Wei Yuan couldn't be explained in a sentence or two. He got carried away along the way and directly attacked."

"Directly attracting both Zhurong and Gonggong, and also old Buzhou Mountain." Kaiming choked for a moment.

Lu Wu frowned, "Gonggong and Zhurong are not unreasonable people."

"If you and I explain properly, they will at least listen."

Kaiming shook his head, "Listen? Listen to what nonsense."

"Just now, old Buzhou Mountain didn't know that Wei Yuan came from the past. The old man's last strength was the hope that Wei Yuan could break free from the control of the Great Lord. This is certainly a great kindness, but what is it in the perception of Zhurong and Gonggong?"

Kaiming's mouth twitched, "That is, Wei Yuan not only killed Buzhou Mountain, but also came to completely destroy the evidence."

"And we, didn't do anything at all. Guess what they will think. Plus, Wei Yuan's rampage along the way, those two guys will definitely choose to fight first, take him down, and then carefully interrogate him. To put it nicely, it's called ancient tradition, the nature of civil officials. They won't listen to a few words without evidence. Besides..."

Kaiming paused slightly and said, "If you say can we not fight, then you also have to see if *he* agrees."

Lu Wu followed the sound and looked at the black-haired Daoist next to him. Kaiming's gaze also fell. The latter was wearing the black Chinese clothes he originally wore in Kunlun. Before, it was transformed into a Daoist robe by Qi, but later, the Qi dissipated, and it naturally returned to its original state. The tailoring was not so fitting, but more spacious and graceful. At this moment, however, there was an invisible Qi that was swirling and flowing at high speed.

The hairpin, which was originally considered a treasure, had long been shattered into dust that could not be broken any further by the aftermath of the collision between the two different Qi mechanisms of the Foundation of the Turbid World and the Clear Qi Kunlun. It could be seen that even though he had crossed the years, the Curator Wei, whose true spirit was entrusted to the future anchor point, still had no luck with wealth.

Kaiming originally wanted to use this sentence to slightly mock Wei Yuan.

But now, he couldn't say a word.

At this moment, the Daoist was just standing there, and there was already an extremely heavy and huge sense of oppression pressing down, forcing Kaiming to narrow his eyes. The white-haired, boy-like Lu Wu next to him had already placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword. His eyes, which were originally golden, had turned into vertical pupils like a cat-tiger staring directly at the sun, and his white hair was slightly exploding.

Buzhou Mountain, Clear Qi supporting the heavens and planting the earth.

And the Foundation of the Turbid World.

The union of Clear and Turbid.

And the most extreme swordsmanship.

Zhurong and Gonggong were already approaching. Because Wei Yuan had previously reversed the ambush of the Turbid World Fire God who was originally going to intercept Jue, and directly defeated the Clear World experts who were blocking him along the way, at this moment, whether it was the Fire God or the Water God, they were undoubtedly truly enraged. When they determined that the existence in front of them was likely the anchor point that occupied Wei Yuan's body, and even relied on Wei Yuan's face to kill Buzhou Mountain,

It was difficult for the Fire God and Gonggong to remain calm.

That was the Flame God who wielded the Fire of Annihilation, and the Water God Gonggong who crashed into Buzhou Mountain back then!

Although Kaiming said that he wanted to give up early on, Lu Wu was different from Kaiming. He had already risen into the air and went directly to stop them, explaining the matter in the fastest possible language. However, just as Kaiming had expected, Zhurong and Gonggong would not trust him because of this sentence. Because of the matter of Buzhou Mountain, they would only trust what they had personally verified.

And that required a prerequisite.

According to basic logic—

"Take him down first!"

"Good!"

"You and I will attack together!"

Zhurong and Gonggong instantly reached a consensus, and then the golden-red Fire of Annihilation and the long-accumulated turquoise waves burst out at the same time, intertwined and rushed towards the sky, turning half of the sky into a fiery cloud-like state, as if the entire sky was burning, while the other half was filled with a faint chill, like the water of the Nine Heavens, reversed and suspended, vast and majestic, crashing down.

The aura suddenly spread out.

Originally, the moves that would cause further tearing damage due to the intersection of water and fire and the collision of Qi, failed to collide.

The Fire God Zhurong's eyes were full of astonishment, and the Water God Gonggong's pupils contracted.

The blade and spear stopped at the same time.

The black-haired Daoist stopped them at the same time!

One hand directly clasped the back of the blade, and the other hand tightly grasped the spear shaft one inch below the tip of the Water God's accumulated spear. On the left and right, the two gods who came with anger and killing intent gritted their teeth, glaring at the black-haired Daoist with drooping hair in front of them. There was no doubt that they had already unleashed all their power.

But the blade and spear were still being pulled apart slowly and firmly.

Water and fire were merciless.

But, at this moment, it was nothing more than that.

The Water God's eyes were cold, and the authority around him had risen, and the Fire God's Fire of Annihilation had also begun to flow.

But it could not stop the trend of the weapons being pulled apart.

Strength!

Absolute strength!

Pure strength that directly reached the limit of cognition!

Layers of terrifying aura shook out in all directions. Zhurong sensed that the divine weapon in his hand had even begun to groan internally, and a shocking arc appeared in the Water God Gonggong's spear. Wei Yuan clenched his five fingers violently, his eyes calm, and grasped the two weapons tightly, and the power of the physique and authority was changing.

Supporting the Heavens and Planting the Earth!

Boom!!!

The two divine weapons flew out of their hands directly. The Water God Gonggong's reaction was calm and swift, and he suddenly pulled away. The sound of turbulent waves almost came rushing from his ears. A large area of water appeared in the sky, and the waves of the four seas were directly pulled by him, leaping over the land, rather than flooding the world, flying like training, traversing the sky, vast and majestic. 138 Reading Website

The Daoist held his right hand, and the Xuan Black Turbid World Flag slipped down directly. This time, the Qi mechanism changed, and the flag rolled and turned into a long sword.

He raised his head.

The power of the Water God, the Four Seas surpassing the sky.

Rage was majestic, and it came with momentum.

The Daoist held the sword, thinking of the last joke that Buzhou Mountain said, opening and closing his five fingers, with strands of Qi flowing and changing on the edge of the sword. He said, "Just like Lu Wu said, I came from the past relying on the anchor point."

Water God Gonggong said, "Let's talk about this after you've been taken down!"

"Hmph, if you were him, you should also know our choice."

Wei Yuan didn't say anything. After all, if it was him, he would also choose the safest method. The sword transformed from the Xuan Black Turbid World Flag was slightly against the ground. He raised his head and saw the rolling waves. Water God Gonggong ordered the water of the Four Seas to arrive, and then shouted, and countless water currents intertwined and crashed down.

How can the weight of the water of the Four Seas be described by hundreds of millions of tons?

When Wei Yuan raised his eyes, he suddenly thought that behind him was Buzhou Mountain, and this place was where Water God Gonggong had angrily crashed into Buzhou Mountain in the past. The scene in front of him was so similar to that of the past, and above these waves, golden flames were rising. Water and fire were coming at the same time, and Wei Yuan glanced at Buzhou Mountain behind him, just holding the sword with one hand, and finally even put the sword down, with his hands empty, like old Buzhou.

The physique flowed and changed, making the surrounding void twist faintly.

Wei Yuan inserted the long sword into the ground, his black hair hanging down, "You knocked down Buzhou Mountain here back then, and today I am here, I will take your move for my teacher."

Kaiming's scalp was numb.

Wei Yuan took a step forward, his right hand turning into a palm, and slammed it out violently. The thick and overbearing aura rose into the air, noisy and terrifying. Even if he tried his best to restrain it, he still made his own strength flow and stimulate. When he punched, he also carried three points of swordsmanship, and then resonated with Buzhou Mountain behind him. When the aura behind him rose, it turned into the tall figure of the old man.

His head topped the sky, his feet stepped on the earth, immeasurable in height, indescribable in grandeur, laughing loudly.

Supporting the Heavens and Planting the Earth, Buzhou physique!

Punch!

The terrifying pure power was compressed to the limit, and then violently erupted. The black-haired Daoist punched with one hand, and the manifestation of Buzhou's physique also resonated. The crashing waves of water stagnated, and then the water flowed towards the opposite direction, accelerating, rushing, roaring, and with one punch, the water and fire dissipated!

Gonggong and Zhurong were forced back.

The water of the Four Seas summoned by the Water God crashed back heavily, making a huge roar. Water and fire intertwined, rising clouds, and the clouds turned into rain and fell. The black-haired Daoist stood on the ground, standing in front of that towering but silent mountain range, and said, "It seems that Water God Gonggong is not Buzhou Mountain's opponent."

Water God Gonggong gritted his teeth.

At this time, there was an aura actively released inserted here. Zhurong Gonggong's face changed slightly, and he looked back subconsciously, and saw that Emperor Jun, wearing Mo clothes, had arrived here at some unknown time, or rather, as the strongest person observing and sheltering the entire Clear Qi world, the Heavenly Emperor would naturally notice here.

The Qi here suddenly became tense.

Wei Yuan looked at the Heavenly Emperor, "Then, Emperor Jun, you should know the explanation Lu Wu said before."

"Do you believe it?"

Emperor Jun looked at him peacefully, and then nodded, "I believe it."

He pointed to himself and said lightly, "This body also belongs to the anchor point of the future."

"So I can perceive your specialness."

Then the Heavenly Emperor changed his tone and said plainly:

"However, I believe you, which does not conflict with my desire to fight you with all my strength."

Emperor Jun's expression was peaceful, and his gaze fell on Wei Yuan:

"At the same time, he possesses the Buzhou Mountain physique and the power of the Foundation of the Turbid World, and also your swordsmanship. How can such an opponent be let go?"

The Qi on Wei Yuan's body began to converge quickly. He opened his five fingers and grasped the Xuan Black Turbid World Flag, looking at Emperor Jun and said:

"I want to avenge Old Man Buzhou, and I also have to go back to the normal era and the main stem of fate..."

"Does the Heavenly Emperor have a spirit medicine that can quickly restore injuries?"

Emperor Jun looked at Wei Yuan and nodded to indicate that he had.

Then he gave a request that Wei Yuan could hardly refuse:

"Fight me before going to the Turbid World."

"If you win, I can go with you."

Revenge was bound to enter the Turbid World, and if he could go to the Turbid World with the Heavenly Emperor, the probability of revenge would be greater. Moreover, fight with the Heavenly Emperor.

Wei Yuan thought of the regret Buzhou Mountain said, regretting not knowing the limit of Buzhou's physique.

He was silent for a while, nodded, agreed to the Heavenly Emperor's seven-year appointment, and then added:

"But, it may take a day."

"I promised another person."

"There must be a first come first served."

Emperor Jun said plainly: "Is it also a fight?"

"No..."

The Daoist shook his head, the expression on his face softened and eased, and replied: "I promised her to take her to the amusement park to play for a day."

Before leaving this [future].

"After playing, I will fight with you again."

ps: Today's third update... three thousand eight hundred words.

It's a little late, good night everyone.