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Chapter 728 197. The Idle Years, Supreme He (5.4k)

Li Xian was half naked, and the fragments of the giant cocoon of life slowly merged into his golden body. He was rapidly and violently plundering the nutrients that originally belonged to Rong, which was equivalent to sucking out the remaining life substances in the entire Taixu, and was on par with the Cosmic Tree.

Taiyi looked down from above, and his immaterial face under the crown reflected the dramatic changes in the dignity of life.

He stretched out his hand and pressed down on the giant cocoon on the tower. In an instant, the tower collapsed, and the giant cocoon and the creature that had broken out of the cocoon fell into the depths of the sea of ​​suffering. Endless waves submerged the white flower garden, and the dark sea was surging.

But from Taiyi's perspective, the huge vortex still has not disappeared. This is a huge ceremony of Rong's return with supreme power. Every ray of life in the vortex comes from the original universe. Just like the cosmic tree, He thrives with the help of the original universe.

This was expected, but the creature emerging from the cocoon could sense something was wrong with just a glance.

The body of an immortal assimilated by the Lord of Life should show Rong's original appearance, but the immortal is still an immortal, and there is a golden lotus blooming in his eyes that Taiyi hates.

The whirlpool gathered and plunged straight into the depths of the sea of ​​suffering. The sea surface suddenly broke open and lifted up the flawless creature. He closed his eyes and chanted. Visions that belonged to all things were constantly surging around him. The flowers in the flower garden bloomed and withered, rising and falling, and time passed, and finally turned into a sun corona, hanging high in the sky.

The three ancient gods were horrified.

The huge vortex smashed down heavily on His body in a spiral, beating it continuously. Every heavy blow made the creature's immortal aura stronger, and at the same time it contained the mercy of the life of all things and the ruthlessness of all things withering as time passed.

The cocoon of life burned up and climbed over His body like a dragon or snake, transforming into robes and feathers, merits and fangs. The rest became the lotus platform under His feet.

The three ancient gods didn't know what that feeling was, they only felt that Taixu seemed to be alive at this moment, with the earth as his lotus platform and the sky as his feather belt. The characteristics of Taixu's immortal Buddha were manifested in the same creature. The Sanskrit sounds were overlapping, golden lotuses were blooming, and endless auspicious clouds and purple mist were rising.

He is an immortal, an enlightened being, and transcendent.

The dignity of life becomes His new melting pot, and the dignity of years that is sublimated offers Him the dignity of fruit.

  What should we call Him?

The void is silent and it is impossible to name this existence.

At this time, Taiyi spoke.

He said, “Life, I am disappointed that you have lost the courage to even face me.”

He went on to say, “And you, Years, you finally stepped to the fore, and this made my heart surge.”

Taixu suddenly began to tremble. Every word Taiyi uttered had the power to awe the heaven and earth. The name of life was "Rong", and the name of time was "He". He had already existed, in the long past, and in the distant future. Taixu could not give a name to this great creature, because He was not a newborn at all. He was a reappearance, a rotation, a shadow that could not be erased in all history.

In the boundless trajectory of history, a broad golden road took shape before His eyes.

He is straightening out this destined path, and He has been working on it for a long time.

And every shadow in the cycle of history is cheering and singing. The golden light is like a heavy rain, falling majestically. They are one crystal fish dragon after another. They swim out from the rolling river of time and descend on this time following the scent of their master. The golden tide raised by Li Xian comes from the waters they swim through. It is pure gold, the symbol of the Lord of Time.

Now, shout His name.

  The years are passing by in vain, Supreme!

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"Are you He, or is He you?" Rong asked softly in the boundless darkness.

The Mother of Life was also curious about what kind of existence Li Xian was. Was it He who had occupied Li Xian from the very beginning, or was it Li Xian who went against the flow and became the Supreme He.

Li Xi'an sat high on the lotus platform, his expression unchanged. He stared into Rong's eyes without saying anything.

He spread out his hand, in which was a blooming blood-red lotus, but the blood-red lotus was illusory. Countless figures were reflected in the illusory place, including a one-eyed dragon wearing a golden mask, a high priest in scarlet sacrificial robes, and various creatures. They all stood in the illusory place, stepping on the starlight, bathing in the red sun silently.

Rong suddenly understood.

He is Li Xian.

He is also Zhu Jiuyin.

He is also the Zhulong who ended the future of the Supreme.

He is still the infinite variations in those infinite times.

What is the meaning of the empty rotation of years? He has long lost his form and symbol. The empty rotation of years is just a concept. If Rong died, the owner of the life throne would be another living being, but the throne of years is different. Whoever holds it is the one. They all go back and forth in the empty rotation until they find the end.

This immortal who seems to be struggling constantly in the void was already the supreme being in ancient times.

Rong wanted to be revived, and He also needed it, so He planned Rong's life position and the entire Taixu. He even expected that Taiyi would lift the cosmic tree in Taixu into the original universe in order to cheat death. In this way, there would be nothing in Taixu that could limit Him.

In this way, as time goes by, a corner of ancient times will eventually reappear.

"Is this the courage you need to face Taiyi?" Rong said.

Li Xi'an shook his head, "Death is the confidence to face Taiyi."

"This body is a castle in the air that was built by force. I am He, not Zhulong. Only Zhulong can defeat Taiyi, and this body is still far from Zhulong. With only Taixu, a new life position, how can I touch the lofty three-step ultimate?"

"But fortunately, due to the nature of our noble position, we will not be directly crushed to death by Taiyi's power." Li Xian smiled, he stood up, walked down the lotus platform, and walked to Rong's side.

He plucked Rong's white flowers.

"If Taiyi knew that you were hiding behind Jiuzhou, he wouldn't have attacked Jiuzhou directly. I'm afraid I've never experienced this before. There is an enemy in the universe that I find terrifying."

"No matter what, Taiyi will do this. This is a locked process." Li Xian took Rong's white flower into his arms and put it together with the blood lotus. He picked up a huge red sword and made the seal characters on the sword active.

The wheel of merit slowly rises.

Li Xi'an said to Rong: "Now, you will witness the battle of gods."

The darkness suddenly broke through, and the rolling waves of the sea of ​​suffering hit the lotus platform.

Taiyi is high above and cannot be offended.

The three ancient gods cut the sky, and carved the sun dragon chariot, the towering sacred mountain, the Xiang River, and the colorful auspicious cloud patterns into the sky of Taixu, as if they regarded Taixu as a huge stone wall, and they were the creatures qualified to paint on the stone wall.

The mountain ghosts went first, the red leopards roared, and He twisted the orchid in His hand and waved it lightly, and thousands of towering mountains came crashing down. The huge shadows of the mountains covered the mortal world, and before they fell, they pressed the sea of ​​suffering to sink millions of miles. The floating world on the sea of ​​suffering was cracked by the pressure, and shattered with a bang, sand and stones danced wildly, and black smoke billowed.

The mountain ghost has terrifying supernatural powers, and the mountain's dignity, spirituality and heaviness are so great that people often regard it as a great authority that combines blessing and majesty.

Li Xi'an stood still with his hands clasped together.

He called softly, "The Chaos of Foolishness."

A giant claw slapped down, as if splitting the sky and the earth into two halves.

A huge beast covered in red hair walked out from him, with ten eyes on its head and two horns on its forehead, shaped like a lion or tiger. The beast landed on the ground and immediately bent its huge body, leaping high as if unaffected by the heavy pressure of the falling mountain, roaring and smashing the towering shadow of the mountain into pieces, and its ten eyes turned and locked onto the mountain ghost.

The red leopard of the mountain ghost was also an extraordinary creature. It roared at the red-haired giant beast. The two wrestled with each other, and for a moment, the giant beast had the upper hand.

One of the three beasts in the wilderness, the Supreme Hound.

The Supreme Hound uses the "foolish chaos" to stir up the spirituality of all things, engulfing all ignorant things and fooling all wise things. The concept of chaos begins with Him and ends with Him, because His birth makes chaos no longer chaotic, darkness passes, and wisdom sprouts on the earth.

He granted the wilderness spiritual wisdom and the right to establish itself.

But at this moment, He brought ignorance to the mountains and caused the grass and trees to wither. The mountain ghosts were no match for Him.

Dongjun drove the dragon chariot straight forward, the fierce light was blinding, Dongjun's power was invisible. He stepped out of the dragon chariot, holding a thick halberd in his hand, and chopped towards the lotus platform with great force.

Li Xi'an remained motionless and called out again: "The struggle of greed and plunder."

Suddenly, a sharp arrow, like a meteor, pierced into the gap of the halberd. Dongjun could not chop it off, so he looked towards the source of the meteor.

The armor is as majestic as a dragon, the helmet shows unparalleled skills, and the hand holds a bow and a sharp arrow, and the battle will never stop for thousands of years!

The creature was the size of an ordinary human, but its lower body was like a horse. He was galloping across the sky, holding a large bow and carrying a curved sword, a sharp sword, a stone axe, and eighteen other weapons. He raised his head and saw an ugly face with sharp teeth sticking out from under his helmet. There were bloodstains on the cracks. He was grinning at Dongjun, as if he had found prey to plunder again.

Dong Jun naturally couldn't bear it, and he let out a long roar, and the dragon chariot roared past, carrying him towards the barbarian with a bow.

The Supreme Rong recorded the violent war as "the struggle of greed", all treasures were seized, and all enemies were conquered. Since then, all things in the world began to grab power from the world and gradually grow. The Supreme is happy to see his people holding sharper weapons.

He granted the power of war to the Great Wilderness with weapons and axes. The ancient god of struggle and the ancient god of the sun, one conquered all things on earth and caused endless bloodshed, and the other appeared in the sky to illuminate all living things. If the god of struggle set his sights on the sun, he would have a dream of killing the sun. The dragon chariot was beaten to pieces by all kinds of weapons, and the dancing golden dragon was cut in half.

The Supreme Rong and Dong Jun fought endlessly, and it was unclear who would win. The greedy struggle made his eyes glow, and he turned into a giant shadow that covered the sky and the sun. He raised his iron hoof high and stepped down fiercely at Dong Jun. Dong Jun also used his magical power. A sun rose up with a rumble, resisting the iron hoof, scaring the sky and causing it to change drastically. Black fog spread, and endless filth could not avoid it and was instantly annihilated in the sunlight.

Those dead filth burst out with brilliant light and merged into the body of Supreme Honor. His momentum was even stronger! He crushed the sun with one hand, and Dongjun revealed his true form. The sun, a million feet high, stared at him. The two roared and killed each other to the end of the void, and it was hard to tell who would win.

The only emperor watched with great interest.

Madam Xiang stepped forward calmly, bowed to Li Xi'an, and said in a gentle voice: "I have heard of your great name for a long time. I am no match for your magical powers, but I also want to see a little bit. First, I want to share my master's worries, and second, I want to find out the truth."

"What truth?" On the lotus platform, Li Xian lowered his eyes.

"The Death of Xiang Jun."

"It was me."

"So..." Madam Xiang's eyes were red, and she covered her face and was about to cry, "I am sorry!"

The son of the emperor descended to the northern shore, his eyes were dim and he was worried about me. He was the most fragile and the most tender, like a river that nurtures the people on both sides of the river. But when he got angry, the floods submerged the crops and washed away the walls of the houses. Madam Xiang's rhyme was better than that of the mountain ghosts and the God of the East. When she danced gracefully, the monstrous flood was coming. This place was a sea of ​​suffering, and Madam Xiang's divine power increased. On the dark waves, the goddess was sad and angry, affectionate and cold.

Countless silk ribbons stretched out from the water, forming an impenetrable net, as if a person had drowned in the water, and the spiritual energy was as sticky as the shadow of a drowned person.

Madam Xiang flew over the silk ribbon, holding a long sword in her hand, and stabbed the figure sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform with a graceful posture like dancing.

Li Xian paused for a moment before calling out, "The bloodline of the ancient Chen."

Mist emerged, and the silk ribbon that could drown all living beings could not resist the penetration of the mist. The sharp sword pierced the thick black armor, and only a crisp collision sound could be heard.

A giant insect covered in heavy armor rose up from the mist, tore the silk ribbons with brute force, and beat the waves with a giant hammer.

He stared at the figure on the lotus platform in confusion, then raised his head to look at the battlefields on both sides in the distance, and felt an extremely familiar rhythm of Tao.

"what have you done?"

"I will fulfill the Three Beasts' Contract and bring you back to the living world to fight for a chance of survival."

The giant insect stared at Li Xian for several times, and remained unmoved no matter how Madam Xiang behind him used her magical powers.

"Good!" He laughed loudly and couldn't help but pat his belly with joy.

"When did I kill Death? I can feel His damn breath. He is in this universe!"

Li Xi'an said nothing. The giant insect turned around and looked, his gaze passed Madam Xiang and saw the emperor who was high above.

Taiyi.

“Look at you, you’re here to do this!” He frowned, picked up the giant hammer, and continued: “But I have to say, you really know how to find people. If you change someone else, even the Phoenix and Four Elephants of your Nine Provinces may not be able to do this. Just wait and see, the full power of the ancient bloodline!”

The three beasts were directly called back by time, that is, the ancient times. He was the most complete, and the power he called back was the strongest. The ancient god Tianyang was trapped in the void and was no longer at his peak, so he had no way to deal with this stubborn giant insect.

The worm raised its huge hammer and smashed the wave crest with one blow. Madam Xiang passed by without fear of the giant insect. But his mount might not be so lucky.

After the hammer failed, he hit the turtle again. Its back shell caved in, its house collapsed, and the turtle wailed. Its internal organs were smashed into pieces by the hammer. The pieces fell out of the big hole in its abdomen, and soon the turtle died.

Madam Xiang's expression darkened, and the sword in her hand turned into millions, stabbing down overwhelmingly. The shell of the beetle was covered with dense holes, and blood oozed out, obviously piercing into the body.

The woman screamed and said that women should not be underestimated, especially widows who had lost their husbands!

This time, Madam Xiang's Taoist aura was even more powerful. The waves of the blue sea rushed up to the thirty-three heavens, and then fell straight down, pressing the fragments of the three thousand worlds into sharp sword beams. Looking back, he saw Li Xi'an on the lotus platform holding his chin and looking at him with a smile. It was obvious that he was not going to help.

The blue sea waves covered him, and he disappeared in an instant, but a bloody mouth opened under Madam Xiang and swallowed him in. Both of them fell into the depths of the blue sea, and Madam Xiang was gone. The three gods and three beasts all went away, leaving only Taiyi and Li Xian to confront each other.

Taiyi said: "You are not Zhulong, so you are not my opponent."

The void resonated, and the boundless black fog swallowed up all the golden light of merit.

The roars of the three beasts gradually faded away, and the flow of time was blocked.

Time is sealed here, and all things are created by Taiyi, and He can knead them at will. Even among the three-step supreme beings in ancient times, Taiyi's status is lofty.

He is the vast and inactive Taiyi, and the unmoving He is called Chuxuan.

The other one was round and shining brightly, saying that it lasted forever, yet also saying that it was just a moment in time.

When the two meet, one is worse than in ancient times, and the other is worse than Zhulong. It seems that they are almost the same in a fight, but in fact, Erba is lucky, otherwise he can't escape the disaster and may die.

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Witness the war between gods in the void.

Rong could see this scene that was beyond his time.

Taiyi manifested the universe and opened up, and with one word, he ordered chaos to come.

He gave a light shout and waved lightly towards Li Xian's position. The sea of ​​suffering disappeared instantly, along with the foundation of Taixu, like a piece of drawing paper. He was wiping off the paint on the paper, and Li Xian dodged. The corona was in the sky and appeared in front of Taiyi in an instant.

In one hand he holds a golden and jade sword, shining brightly; in the other hand he holds a huge red iron sword, with flames sweeping in all directions!

Taichi grasped the incoming sword and blew on it.

The two swords in Li Xian's hands turned into gravel.

The dark yellow sand and gravel fell down, each grain weighing as much as the universe. After passing through Taiyi's hands, it crushed the lotus platform and wrapped up Li Xi'an, rushing into the erased void and destroying the root cause. The sand and gravel that washed over the heaven and earth flowed like a river, constantly, faster than the passage of time, making it impossible for the young Lord to escape or avoid it, and he could only fall into it.

But I heard a low chant in the sand river, as ancient and profound as the end of the universe, the boundless void. The word fell, like a huge rock rolling into the sand river, creating ripples.

In the center of the ripples, Li Xian held up the Hun Sword, which was turned into gravel by Taiyi, but was picked up by Him from the past. He peeled off the seal characters on the sword, and the seal characters floated in the air, as agile as a living dragon. The golden and green rhyme of Tao slowly rose into the air, and the tremendous force attached to the gravel disappeared in an instant, turning into a ball of dead sand, falling powerlessly from Li Xian's body.

"The fundamental nature is ultimately silent and empty, with nothing." Li Xian recited the ancient scriptures and entered a state of emptiness again.

"Crack..." The golden body shattered, and a giant dragon rushed out of the barrier, with golden and green scales as its main body, holding a huge red sword. The dragon twisted its neck, moved its eyes, and stared directly at Taiyi.

All of Taiyi's authority was taken away by the dragon body and turned into nothingness.

He was very familiar with this power, so he raised the upper limit, and the power of creation took effect again. The empty realm brought by the rotation of the Lord of Time was not as good as the remaining body of Yinglong, but with the addition of a transcendent immortal or Buddha, it could be said to be difficult to deal with. But for Taiyi, these were nothing. He could handle it with ease, and was just waiting for the rotation of the Lord of Time to be blocked and lose his status.

He is just a small year master, and cannot be said to have great supernatural powers.

As the lord of the throne of time, only Zhulong can compete with Taiyi.

It seemed to reflect what Taiyi was thinking, that transcendent being retreated step by step under the authority of creation, the torrent of creation was countless, washing away endlessly, surpassing time. The void realm was powerful, but it was not Yinglong's void realm, and the years were treacherous, but they were not Zhulong's years, but the power of creation was actually Taiyi's creation.

The black fog was thick, and Li Xian was washed out of the void and came to the outside of the empty universe.

He fell into the black earth.

Taiyi came later and wanted to take Him into his sleeve.

But another force rejected Taiyi.

White flowers bloomed on the black soil, which was extremely eye-catching. One by one, two by two, the place soon became a sea of ​​white flowers.

"The Most High of All Things! You are the master of the white flower garden and the mother of everything!" Taiyi heard the sea of ​​flowers praising him like this.

The golden dragon's body cracked, and from among the thousands of scales emerged a woman in white clothes and silver hair. She put her hands together and then opened them, and a black sickle extended from her palms. Sixteen pairs of wings fluttered, lifting her up high, and a layer of emerald green light curtain fell, like the dancing skirt of a goddess.

Li Xi'an held up the sickle that symbolized the alternation of life and death, and pointed the sharp blade at Taiyi.

This time, the sublime of all things truly belongs to life.

(End of this chapter)