Myth Revival: I am beheading the gods in the Shanhaijing!

Chapter 315 The Finale
There used to be countless strong men, many heavenly emperors and gods in the Great Wilderness, but in the end they all left.

After millions of years, a new Emperor of Heaven came, and Han Jinglue stepped into the Emperor Realm, gaining the approval of Fuxi and Haotian.

He returned to the Great Wilderness, but he didn't go to Luoyi and the Three Realms immediately, but came to the divine mind, pulled out the long river of time from the void, and pulled out millions of souls from it in his thoughts .

Immediately afterwards, he took out the clay of the Dongtian Jianmu, and squeezed them into human shapes with a wave of his hands, and then pulled the soul into the clay sculpture.

Then his body began to glow with divine light, turning these clay sculptures into flesh and blood.

Immediately afterwards, a Taoist god in the Void Return Realm, Misery Realm, and Three Disaster Realms, as well as many Suiting soldiers who died in battle, the Great Wilderness Human Race slowly revived.

They opened their eyes, and what they saw was Dahuang and Han Jinglue, who was an ordinary person, but was displaying supernatural powers.

Han Jinglue saw Gu Nian, Jin Qiliang, and many familiar faces among them.

It's just a pity that the strength of Shenxiao Jiuchen, Guan Shengdijun, and Zhenwu has surpassed the Void Return Realm, and they are no longer existences that he can resurrect.

"The Red Emperor..."

Gu Nian murmured, looking at Han Jinglue in front of him, he just felt incredible.

He clearly remembered that he was dead, but why did he appear here?And the breath of the Red Emperor...

Before Gu Nian had time to think carefully, Han Jinglue ended his supernatural powers, and then opened his eyes, revealing the chaotic pupils before speaking:

"I have already defeated Zhang Bairen, and now there is no master in the world. I need you to assist my incarnation to maintain the stability of thousands of worlds and endless time and space."

After all, Han Jinglue's body became transparent. Immediately afterwards, he performed the three-body treasure technique, and walked out of an avatar, holding the ancient heavenly court, Yunzhong, and Dongjun drum.

After doing all this, Han Jinglue didn't say anything else, and didn't even catch up with everyone, but left the place directly.

He returned to the blue star in the cave world, where he met Zhou Yao who was still pregnant.

It is not easy to produce a powerful bloodline, even Han Jinglue does not know how many years it will take for his own bloodline to be born.

"I still have 10 years..."

As soon as the two met, Han Jinglue murmured and gave the answer.

Zhou Yao was at a loss for words, she knew that Han Jinglue still chose the path of continuous improvement after all.

She had no way to tell Han Jinglue not to go this way, so she was silent for a long time before she nodded, forced a smile and said:

"It's not too short..."

When Han Jinglue saw her like this, his heart trembled slightly, and his heart ached.

In the end, the two were speechless, and just embraced to dissolve thousands of words.

Then he and Zhou Yao settled down in the blue star in the cave world, and made time seem to be frozen in the state before it exploded and returned to the ruins.

There are no countries in the world, there is only one big summer, and the big summer has mastered clean energy. Some adventurous people went to the spaceship to go to the other side of the starry sky, and Han Jinglue and Zhou Yao will spend the rest of the time in the Blue Star Jianghan City. Dong is familiar with living in the rental building.

It seems that no one has the memory of them that they have lived for thousands of years. Han Jinglue and Zhou Yao have lived like this for tens of thousands of years. They no longer use supernatural powers and mana, and even sealed their bodies to live like ordinary people. life, exploring the past touch, laughter and so on.

Even the 10 years of the Great Wilderness is 300 million years in the cave world.

But time passed by little by little, 300 million years is very long, but also very short.

Zhou Yao gave birth to a son in 60 years. This child was born in a Taoist burial realm with a very strong foundation, but Han Jinglue did not teach him any powerful supernatural powers and methods.

He just led the child to live a peaceful life, teaching Haotian to understand nature.

If powerful strength does not have a matching mood, then only cruelty remains.

As time passed, Han Jinglue and Zhou Yao gave birth to five or six bloodlines one after another, but Han Jinglue did not feel from them that they were qualified to become emperors of heaven.

That is to say, the next generation of Heavenly Emperor is not in the blood of himself and Zhou Yao.

In this regard, Han Jinglue was not disappointed, but rejoiced.

He was lucky, and the pattern of the human race in the wilderness had never changed. The only changes were the Taoist gods and the Suiting army led by the incarnation of Han Jinglue.

They guard the endless time and space in the Three Realms, without the intervention of the heavens in the past, they just quietly let Haotian run and change the thousands of worlds.

Gradually, time ran out. One morning, he got up from the bed, kissed Zhou Yao's cheek skillfully, and then disappeared on the bed.

The remaining body temperature beside the bed was slowly disappearing, but Zhou Yao, who was lying on her side, shed tears in her deep sleep.

Han Jinglue left without taking his avatar with him, and he didn't tell everyone, even Ye Beast and Thunder Dragon.

He came to Buzhou Mountain alone in the wilderness.

I saw this mountain that was cut off in the middle, and I also saw the two huge stone statues guarding the dark cut-off mountain pass.

These two stone statues stand on both sides of the broken mountain pass of Buzhou Mountain, and beside it is a cold and hot water thousands of meters wide.

He looked directly at the stone statue and tried to look at the crack in Buzhou Mountain, but the crack was extremely dark. Even in his current state, he could only enter it for more than a hundred miles before being swallowed by darkness.

The two stone statues of yellow beasts, like tomb-suppressing beasts, seemed to remind Han Jinglue that he should go in now.

Han Jinglue also understood it very well, so he stepped into the Buzhou Mountain Pass one step at a time, and at this moment his spirit was also in a trance.

His memories began to play back, and he saw himself when he was a child, the quarrels between his parents, the funny stories about his grandparents, the separation of his parents, and himself hiding in the bedding and sobbing.

He also saw his young self running wildly, laughing heartlessly and happily.

But I don't know why, but now he is crying...

When he was a child, if he was sad, he would laugh while crying in the village, but now he looks forward with a smile, but wants to cry.

The road to becoming an emperor is always lonely, the Great Wilderness is no longer suitable for him, and now he will go to fight outside the darkness.

He didn't know if he could come back, and he didn't know if Zhou Yao and many familiar faces were still alive after returning.

But he knows that many things can no longer go back to the past...

Han Jinglue walked deep along the road and the cold and hot water, but at this moment someone stopped him.

"Han Jinglue!"

Familiar voices sounded, and he looked back, only to see Zhou Yao, Yan Beast, Chi Wuzhi, Gu Nian, Emperor Shang, Jiuyi Nine Elders, all Taoist gods, Suiting Army, and...

"Father……"

He looked at the old figure after resurrection and clenched his fists tightly.

They all chose to send themselves off, whether they are subordinates, comrades-in-arms, husband and wife, father and son, in short, they are here.

"I'm leaving, take care of yourself!"

In just one sentence, it seems that it is not specifically said for one person, but it is said for everyone.

In the end, Han Jing turned around and continued to walk into the darkness, and finally his figure was submerged in the darkness.

He's gone and may never come back.

A piece of sadness passed through the hearts of everyone at the Buzhou Pass, and then thousands of worlds roared, and it was Haotian who was seeing him off.

While everyone was suffering, Han Jinglue stepped out in the darkness and came to a blue palace made of white marble.

He was in a trance for a moment, then woke up the next moment, and looked up.

He saw a familiar figure, it was Fuxi, he looked at Han Jinglue and said with a smile on his face:

"You came……"

"I'm here, but it's not because I want to come, but because I have to." Han Jinglue replied.

"No matter what, you chose to come here after all." Fuxi smiled, then turned and walked towards the entrance of the palace.

Han Jinglue followed, and they walked out of the huge palace carved out of white jade. Under the blue sky, they walked through the empty palace.

Not long after, Han Jinglue saw a section of Baizhang city wall made of white marble.

Fuxi led him up the city wall, and at the same time when he stepped off the steps, all the light around him almost disappeared, only the white marble city wall under his feet was still emitting a faint light.

At the same time, countless tyrannical auras appeared, and Han Jinglue couldn't help but raise his head.

"Roar……"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar, and a fairy phoenix spread its wings and struck down the sky. It struck Wanli in the darkness, illuminating the vast dark world, and also made Han Jinglue see endless masters.

They were half-human, half-animal beasts. Their mana was powerful, but they carried a strange aura that Han Jing was slightly familiar with.

This is the negative side of the world of good thoughts, the world of evil thoughts...

"Wow!"

The real phoenix protruded, the golden dragon danced wildly, and the gods used their methods to wipe out all the supreme existences in an instant, and completely resolved the battle situation.

A black dragon swooped down from the dark sky and turned into a human form when it fell into the sky above the city wall.

He was dressed in a black crown, with a crown on his head, a bronze scabbard around his waist, and his gaze was like an eagle.

He was tall and heroic, standing there, the years did not leave a trace, and he looked like he was in his twenties, like an emperor through the ages, with a magnificent appearance.

At this time, Han Jinglue's cave world was automatically opened, and the Tai'a Divine Sword slowly levitated out of it, with some reluctance and hesitation.

Ying Zheng...

Looking at the scene in front of him that could make the Tai Ah Sword like this, Han Jinglue only thought of that man.

"kill!"

"boom!"

Above the sky, there were sudden and mighty fluctuations, sweeping across the whole world, making the darkness tremble.

Han Jinglue looked up, and saw a majestic figure with awe-inspiring figure, thick black hair, and wise eyes, which could see through everything, raised his hands and raised his feet, trembling and moaning in all directions, his demeanor was unparalleled in the world.

It's just that his appearance looks exactly like Han Jinglue's.

"That's the guy from the world of evil thoughts. His combat power is so great that he wiped out many of us. You came too late..."

Ying Zheng opened his mouth and put the Tai Ah Divine Sword into the scabbard, but suddenly threw the Tai Ah Divine Sword and the scabbard at Han Jinglue.

"Use this sword to kill him!"

Six words are enough to explain how high Ying Zheng's expectations of Han Jinglue are.

Han Jinglue tightly held the Tai'a Divine Sword in his hand, and looked sideways at Fuxi, as if asking why you masters of the Great Emperor Realm didn't suppress him, but left it to yourself.

"Only good thoughts can kill evil thoughts, but evil thoughts will not be extinct. They will only nourish and finally give birth to rebirth after thousands of years."

"In other words, this is a battle that will never end."

Fuxi looked into the darkness. In the darkness, a statue of Evil Fuxi sitting on the throne was sitting on the throne, with his chin propped on one hand, looking at the boring battlefield.

Even if Fuxi fused himself with evil thoughts, evil thoughts would still be born in the end.

As he said, this is a battle that will not end easily. Now that Han Jinglue is here, he must be prepared to never leave.

For such preparations, Han Jinglue had already prepared.

Just when he was about to make a move, he suddenly sensed something.

He looked through the darkness and saw a certain palace floating on the water.

In the palace, ten golden crows, one big and nine small, turned into human figures and were anxiously walking back and forth outside the palace, while inside the palace, ten goddesses were continuing the life of a person lying on the bed.

A powerful breath was conceived in her abdomen, and Han Jing was a little moved when he saw this.

And not only he, Fu Xi and Ying Zheng saw this scene.

At the same time, several people fell from the sky.

One person is carrying a big bow, and 13 people are wearing white clothes, and they look exactly the same as the fourteenth month.

There are also three graceful and luxurious goddesses, who are guarding an emperor with loose hair and sun patterns on his forehead.

These are Dijun, Ehuang, Changxi, Xihe, December, Dayi, and Chang'e.

They saw through the darkness and saw the fourteenth month that was gestating a breath, but Han Jinglue remained silent.

He knew when he broke through to the Saint Realm that the other nine Golden Crows would be resurrected in fourteen months.

But Han Jinglue didn't expect that after resurrecting the Nine Great Golden Crows, she could not get rid of the remaining essence from her body.

Now, 300 million years have passed, that spirit is beginning to take shape and is ready to be born in a new world.

"boom!"

The long river of time collapsed, the ancient and modern rebelled, the power between the two was wiped out, and a big collapse occurred.

Fairy lights danced, light rain filled the sky, this vast fluctuation penetrated the darkness from that world, and passed beyond the darkness.

"Clang! Clang! Clang..."

The Voice of Haotian appeared, and it was celebrating the birth of the new Emperor of Heaven. At this moment, a beam of divine light flew out from the belly of Shisi Yue, which turned into a baby and landed on the jade plate beside it.

"boom!"

It's just that just after he was born, the breath of the King of Kings began to permeate, and he was unparalleled.

To Han Jinglue's surprise, the next Heavenly Emperor was indeed born in his bloodline, but he did not expect that this bloodline did not belong to him and Zhou Yao.

A mistake, Di Jun's daughter and him gave birth to the No.11 Heavenly Emperor.

Han Jinglue looked at Di Jun, only to see that he was frowning tightly and faintly angry.

After all, no one can be calm if he knows that his only daughter left in the wilderness is suddenly pregnant with another man's child, even if this man is his chosen successor.

Han Jinglue felt that he was more innocent, and helped revive Dijun's nine children, but ended up with one of them himself.

Thinking of this, Han Jinglue pulled out the Tai'a Divine Sword, and looked at himself in the dark sky.

The long hair on both sides was scattered, and even the thick black hair was shining like gold.

The next moment, they jumped up and rushed towards each other. The two divine swords, one good and one evil, collided and split chaos...

"Since you want to fight, let's fight hard! Even if it takes hundreds of millions of years, you will never die!"

Han Jinglue wielded his sword and fought heartily. In the next tens of millions of years, he will fight side by side with the sages of the human race in the dark, fighting to the death without retreating...

(End of this chapter)