I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 580 My Axe is Thirsting

The moment Wang Pan's body was shattered, flesh and blood emerged out of thin air.

The flesh and blood quickly condensed and turned into a human form in the blink of an eye, and once again became the appearance of Wang Pan.

There is birth and death between breaths.

However, when Wang Pan took shape again, the smell of calamity on him became even stronger.

"The nine people who survived the creation period of the world jointly passed down the Nine Tai Dao Lineage. At that time, Fan Luotian was so powerful that he even attracted the Three Officials Emperor to take action. Now that he has integrated into the world, he will naturally try to strengthen his influence on this world."

Qiu Ping seemed to be thinking about something, although because he practiced too quickly, he didn't understand many common sense things.

But after all, he had experienced many things in the early days of the creation of the world, and from some macro perspectives, he might have a more thorough understanding than many people in the realm of creation in later generations.

All along, Brahma Luotian has always used invisible disasters and obstacles to influence practitioners, but I didn't expect that this time it would really be entrusted to living beings...

"Perhaps... this is what happened?"

Qiu Ping had a vague understanding in his heart that the way of heaven and earth lies in balance, especially after Brahma Luotian merged into heaven and earth, making heaven and earth more complete, but also paying more attention to the opposition between clarity and turbidity, yin and yang, life and death, merit and disaster.

Once an imbalance occurs, there will be a catastrophe between heaven and earth.

During a catastrophe, a large number of people will die on both sides, and the catastrophe will not disappear until the opposing forces of the two sides reach a certain balance.

During the catastrophe, there will be a large number of geniuses born with good fortune, who will influence the overall trend of the catastrophe.

Qiu Ping guessed that the current Wang Pan was born from the turbid air and calamity energy between heaven and earth.

Because the foundation of the prosperity of the immortal way is built on the exploitation of countless ordinary people. For every individual who practices immortality, they are pure, lofty, and free, but in places they cannot see, a large number of ordinary people are dying.

This kind of behavior is obviously unreasonable and not allowed by the laws of nature.

Since this unbalanced behavior is not allowed, it must be changed, it must be reformed, and it must bleed!

Wang Pan seemed to have aged a little. He originally looked like a boy of about six years old, but now, he seemed to be about ten years old and looked quite youthful.

And the aura on his body suddenly leaped to the [God-shaping] realm.

In the way of monsters and beasts, this is the level of Yuanshen, the highest realm below immortals.

Qiu Ping prided himself on his rapid cultivation, but he was ashamed when he saw Wang Pan's realm leap forward.

However, he could also understand that, to be precise, Wang Pan’s strength was not improving, but... his power was being released.

The power of disaster in his body is being released bit by bit under the pressure from the outside world.

"cut."

Wang Pan tightly grasped the Tianqi Axe in his hand. The crude jade axe, which seemed to be made of some inferior jade, also grew from the size of a palm to about three feet.

The ancient patterns on it became more and more complex, and the jade became more crystal clear.

Wang Pan swung his hand and chopped it simply, and the sharp edge fell towards the sky.

He made a move, and the edge fell.

In an instant, hundreds of figures floating in the sky were torn apart and fell to the ground tragically and bloodily.

The bright sword light in the sky suddenly dimmed.

What terrified them the most was that under that blow of the axe, the souls of those who were killed were completely destroyed, and they didn't even have the chance to reincarnate.

The numerous cultivators in the entire Wangwu Cave Heaven were in an uproar. They were able to occupy a cave heaven, and their strength was considered relatively strong among the many immortal sects of the Taiqing Dao.

But this was the first time I encountered such a ferocious enemy.

When they usually fight with other immortals, they always stop at the right time to avoid the intensity of the fight. Even if they accidentally kill someone, they will let the opponent's soul reincarnate.

After all, if you don't let others go, they won't let you go next time. "The evildoer is so cruel."

A group of cultivators in the God-shaping Realm felt their scalps tingling when they saw Wang Pan's figure.

No one knew what level of treasure that jade axe was, but it made everyone feel terrified when they looked at it.

"Burn the books and pray quickly, asking the ancestor to come."

In the sects in the human world, those who have reached the God-shaping Realm are already at the level of sect leaders and elders, and are the group of people who truly hold power.

However, the pillar of an immortal sect must be the immortal or even a celestial being behind it.

However, the spiritual essence of ordinary caves is no longer able to meet their needs for cultivation. They often open up another small world, absorb spiritual essence from the caves outside, and refine it into pure yang energy.

It can be said that half of the spiritual essence in the entire cave is used to support the immortals.

As for why these immortals do not go to heaven.

Firstly, the human sects need immortals to suppress their luck and maintain their power.

Secondly, although the heaven is vast, not just anyone can enter.

One has to be at least a celestial being to be able to enter and exit freely. Ordinary immortals don’t have the talisman from the upper realm, and don’t even know where the Heavenly Gate is.

Several statues at the God-shaping Realm quickly transformed into a beam of light and left. When they arrived at the ancestral altar, they immediately stamped the documents with the sect leader's seal, burned the books, and prayed.

Almost at the same time, Wang Pan also moved.

Although he had not practiced any magical skills, everything seemed to be natural.

As soon as the thought came to him, he instantly appeared in the crowd.

With a swing of the jade axe in his hand, dozens or hundreds of corpses fell to the ground.

The magical powers of those disciples from the immortal sect were weak and powerless when they fell on him.

"People in this era call this power the power of destruction. To be more precise, it should be called the power of disorder."

Qiu Ping looked at the dim light flickering on Wang Pan's body and naturally felt very familiar with it.

This is the power of Brahma, representing the opposite of order.

The power of these immortal cultivators all originates from order, or even the power of order that has been weakened several levels. Compared with the power in Wang Pan, it is several levels lower.

Naturally, they were defeated one by one by Wang Pan.

"This cave world only knows how to suck blood from the outside world. It is a source of harm to people and must be destroyed as well."

Before he knew it, Wang Pan had turned into a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.

The destructive power within him was almost condensed into substance.

The other practitioners were either hacked to death by him or fled far away.

Wang Pan held an axe and looked at the sky high up, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

He poured all the destructive power in his body into the axe, then let out a loud shout and swung the axe out.

Tianqi Axe, at this moment, also condensed into a giant axe of a thousand feet.

To fall suddenly from a high place.

Beside the bright and sharp axe shadow, the space was roaring continuously, tearing the space into cracks.

(End of this chapter)