Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

The Gate of Immortal Execution was seized by Yang Xuanzhen, and eighteen of the God Clan's Heavenly Sovereigns were beheaded. The God Clan was basically on the verge of extinction, but Indra was either completely mad or terrified, or he could actually laugh, and he laughed so happily. Could it be that his brain was stuck in the door?
Yang Xuanzhen took a step towards Emperor Shitian who was still laughing up at the sky, stretched out his arm, grabbed Emperor Shitian's neck like a chicken, lifted him up, and asked casually: "Green Hat Lord, what are you laughing at?"

"You...ahem..."

Indra's laughter stopped abruptly, and he kicked his legs wildly in the air, but his struggle was futile. He could only stare at Yang Xuanzhen with his pair of red eyes, his eyes full of resentment, as if he wanted to stare Yang Xuanzhen to death.

But he curled his lips again in an instant, and a sinister voice came out of his throat: "I am laughing...what, I am laughing at you...you don't even know you are about to die!"

"Oh, what do you say?"

Yang Xuanzhen raised his eyebrows and became a little interested. He did not directly crush Emperor Shitian to death, but looked at him with interest, waiting for the next news.

He was even considerate enough to slightly loosen the fingers that were pinching Emperor Shitian's neck so that he would not suffocate and could speak freely.

Emperor Shitian spoke much more fluently: "Yang Xuanzhen, I believe you have heard of the legend of the Saint King, the ancestor of my God Clan?"

Hearing this, the pale-faced and almost resigned Heavenly Queen Wu Mo seemed to have thought of something and looked over here, but did not speak.

Yang Xuanzhen nodded: "I have heard of the deeds of the First Ancestor Saint King. He is an immortal king who once used the Axe of Nature, a divine artifact of creation, to cut down the World Tree of my Xuanhuang World, but was injured by Taoist Hongmeng and finally disappeared. And your God Clan announced to the outside world that the First Ancestor Saint King was seriously injured in that battle and is sleeping in the God Realm and will wake up soon. But I know that the First Ancestor Saint King is not in the God Realm, but went to pursue the door to eternal life and has not returned yet."

"You know so many things?"

Emperor Shitian's eyes flashed with surprise, and then his eyes became extremely grim: "Yes, ever since the World Tree of Xuanhuang World was cut off and its trunk was used to build the God Realm, the Ancestral Saint King is no longer in my God Realm, but has entered the legendary Gate of Eternal Life. He has already obtained eternal life and will return soon to unify the heavens and myriad worlds! Before he left, he also arranged a taboo method in my God Realm!"

The Heavenly Concubine Wu Mo blurted out, "Indra, you must summon the dormant spirit of the First Saint King that was left in our God Realm!"

"You are a slut who doesn't keep her husband's promises! You are just a fence-sitter! If you hadn't just betrayed me and refused to join hands with us to kill Yang Xuanzhen, how could the God Realm have ended up like this? You are not a Holy King of Education at all. You are a sinner of my God Clan. When the First Holy King returns, you must die to pay for your sins!"

Indra's face was distorted and hideous, and he roared hysterically at his celestial concubine Umo.

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Queen Wu Mo trembled all over, her face became paler and her mood changed.

Emperor Shitian looked at Yang Xuanzhen again and shouted viciously, "This bitch is right. The First Saint King once left a spirit in my God Realm. Once my God Realm is at the last moment of life and death, it can be summoned to kill the invading enemy! Yang Xuanzhen, when you killed someone just now, I had communicated with the First Saint King's spirit. He will come soon. You should clean your neck and prepare to bear the First Saint King's rage!"

Boom!

As soon as Emperor Shitian finished speaking, the entire divine world suddenly shook violently, and then Yang Xuanzhen saw a tall figure walk out from the eternal and unknown time and space and appear in front of him.

The face of this tall figure seemed to have been carved with a knife and an axe. At first glance, he looked rough and wild. But when you looked at him again, you felt that his face was soft and delicate. However, if you looked at him for a moment longer, you felt that he was very weird and evil, which made people shudder.

This person's facial features and temperament kept changing back and forth, making it impossible for people to remember what he looked like. But the only feeling given was that this face was the original appearance of the Tao.

This is the Ancestral Holy King, the founder of the gods, a great being born before heaven and earth.

Anyone who stands before the tall figure of the Ancestral Saint King will feel an incomparable sense of oppression in their hearts, and will feel like they are suffocating. Everything around them will become dark, and only the Ancestral Saint King in front of them will last forever.

Swish!
As soon as the Ancestral Saint King appeared, his emotionless eyes locked onto Yang Xuanzhen. Auras that surpassed those of the Heavenly Sovereign burst out from his body and swirled around his body endlessly, like a magnificent river of time, embracing the heavens, encompassing everything, and lasting forever.

Boom!

The Ancestral Holy King seemed like an eternal war machine, caring only about killing, without any thoughts of his own. He punched out and killed Yang Xuanzhen.

At this moment, everything in front of Yang Xuanzhen was sucked into the fist of the Ancestral Saint King. The entire world was constantly collapsing, evolving, reincarnating, decaying, and being born and dying...

This punch of the Ancestral Holy King created infinite divine realms and destroyed infinite divine realms.

Even in an instant, countless brilliant and splendid civilizations were born in the infinite divine realm, but they declined and disappeared in the glory, and the cycle repeated itself.

This is a punch that can truly create and destroy the past, present, future, previous life, present life, next life, and all reincarnations. It is a punch that makes Wuxian Tianjun experience the great horror of life and death!
"Okay, you're dead!"

Seeing this scene, Emperor Shitian grinned again, as if he had already seen Yang Xuanzhen's final demise.

The Heavenly Concubine Wu Mo's eyes flickered, her heart was wavering, and she retreated repeatedly. She seemed to hope that Yang Xuanzhen and Indra in her hand would both die under the punch of the Ancestral Saint King, but also seemed to hope that Yang Xuanzhen could withstand this punch.

No one knows what she is thinking.

At this moment, Yang Xuanzhen also moved, but he was moving forward step by step, facing the terrifying punch of the Ancestral Saint King, and said calmly: "The trapped beast imprisoned on the threshold of the Gate of Eternal Life is just a trace of residual magic power left over from the past. You are a puppet without even a thought, and you want to kill me? In fact, I have been waiting for you to come out and fight with you. I will trap and refine you like the Gate of Eternal Life, and improve my cultivation."

He held Indra in one hand and waved the other hand in the air, writing out violent lines of magic power, like an invincible king carving the fate of all living beings.

Boom!

The forces of destiny formed a huge mad dragon, entangled together, and turned into the shackles of fate, blocking the punch from the Ancestral Holy King.

At the same time, the shackles of order formed by the dragons of destiny wrapped around the tall body of the Ancestral Holy King, in an effort to completely seal off the founder of the God Clan and imprison him forever.

"Three lives, kill!"

The Ancestral Saint King still had no expression on his face, uttering cold words, and suddenly three words "缘" appeared on his heart.

The three words "缘" (fate) are like three rolling torrents, rushing out with a hint of the long river of destiny. It seems that once a living being falls into it and is submerged by the river, its past and present lives will be reversed, affecting the essence of the present era and causing accidents.

This is no longer something that can be described by pure magic power, but rather a reversal of all orders, reaching the level of governing all things.

The Dao was desecrated by the Ancestral Saint King at this moment. It was born for him and even became his slave. It was no longer the supreme existence.

Be a slave to the Tao.

Blasphemy of the avenue!

This is the true method of the Immortal King. "It turns out that he is a puppet who only knows how to kill. He actually used such a stupid method on me."

Yang Xuanzhen shook his head, stood still, and did not make any movement.

He carries the spirit of nothingness of destiny. There is no past or future at all. There is only the most powerful present.

It would be completely foolish for the Holy Ancestor King to use this method on him, and it would not have any effect at all.

Even if the Yuanshi Demon Lord held the legendary Three Lives Stone and came to deal with Yang Xuanzhen, he would not be able to have any effect on him.

What's more, the dragons of destiny that Yang Xuanzhen had just shot out were the real power of destiny. How could the Ancestral Saint King's method, which was similar to the Three Lives Stone, possibly resist destiny?

as predicted.

As soon as the three words "缘" (fate) on the Ancestral Saint King's chest rushed out, they were like a mouse meeting a cat, and were directly blocked by the Divine Chain of Order transformed from the Dragon of Destiny.

Then the divine chain of order wrapped around the Ancestral Holy King a few times and tied him up tightly, like a big rice dumpling. He pulled him back and directly put him into the Pure Land of Gods in his body, and put him into the furnace of heaven and earth to be refined with holy fire.

"you you you…"

This sudden scene froze the hideous smile on Emperor Shitian's face. He muttered "you" for a long time but could not utter a complete sentence.

He was completely horrified.

"What do you mean by 'you'? Since the world calls you the Green Hat Lord, I will let you live up to this title and let you die with your eyes closed."

Yang Xuanzhen showed an expression that was half a smile to Emperor Shitian, and the fingers that were pinching the other's neck surged out of chains of order, sealing the other's whole body, and threw him to the ground with a casual throw.

"What are you going to do? Don't do that. Forgive others when you can!"

Emperor Shitian seemed to know what Yang Xuanzhen was going to do and felt something was wrong. He wanted to struggle to get up but couldn't. So he yelled at Yang Xuanzhen's back, even with a pleading tone in his voice.

"What are you going to do?"

The Heavenly Queen Wu Mo also felt something was wrong because Yang Xuanzhen came to her.

"You wanted me to die at the hands of the First Saint King, didn't you? But you didn't dare to join forces with the gods to kill me, nor did you dare to stop me from killing the gods. With your character and your lack of courage, how dare you call yourself the Saint King of Education of the Gods?"

Yang Xuanzhen looked at Tianfei Wumo and shook his head disdainfully, then changed the subject: "But you are still useful, you can be my slave."

Swish!
Yang Xuanzhen flicked his finger, and in front of the horrified eyes of the Heavenly Concubine Wu Mo, a rune transformed from the Great Salvation Spell was instantly injected into her forehead.

The Heavenly Concubine Wu Mo was immediately stunned, and came to her senses after a while. She knelt obediently on the ground, calling Yang Xuanzhen "Master".

"Well, I'm a little tired after a big battle. Take me to your bedroom and let me relax." Yang Xuanzhen ordered.

"Yes, Master."

The Heavenly Queen Wu Mo agreed obediently and left the Pantheon with Yang Xuan Zhen.

"Do not!!"

Not long after, bursts of lewd music were heard from afar. When Emperor Shitian heard those high-pitched voices, he was so humiliated that he couldn't breathe. Tears of blood flowed from his eyes, but he was powerless to stop them. He could only collapse on the ground like a dead fish.

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"Master, this is the secret treasure house of my God Clan, which contains countless treasures. Moreover, my God Clan has gone through twenty epochs, and in every epoch we have collected many divine objects ejected from the Gate of Eternal Life, as well as scriptures, medicinal herbs, fifteen Heavenly Veins, the Qi of Eternal Life... and so on. Therefore, my God Clan has many more divine objects than any other major force, including the bodies of the Heavenly Sovereigns who died in these twenty epochs. Now they all belong to you, Master."

Three hours later, Yang Xuanzhen reappeared in the Pantheon and killed the dead dog-like Indra. Then he followed the ragged and limping Heavenly Concubine Umo to an enormous treasure house.

boom!
This treasure house is countless times larger than the Kaiwu Palace in Heaven. There are endless planes inside. The moment Yang Xuanzhen grabbed it, it began to shrink and entered his sleeves.

He was not in a hurry to check how many resources were in the treasury. He would wait until he returned to heaven.

Boom!

Yang Xuanzhen flew up to the sky, expanded his huge hands, grabbed the trunk of the World Tree in the center of the Divine Realm, and also put it in his pocket.

During the heyday of the World Tree, it absorbed countless gods, both large and small. Even a god's king died on the World Tree. In the end, it was the Ancestral Saint King who paid a huge price to cut down the ancient tree, thus relieving the gods of a great crisis.

But the essence of the gods absorbed in the tree was still there, and even a lot of the origin of the Heavenly King, all poured into Yang Xuanzhen's body, causing many of the Yuanxiang particles in his body to awaken again.

He made a fortune on this trip to the God Realm. Not only did he refine many Heavenly Monarchs, he also obtained the Gate of Immortal Execution, a magical power from the First Saint King, the treasure house of the Gods that had been stored for twenty epochs, and the trunk of the World Tree. He would have to digest it all after he returned.

"For the sake of the Saint King of the End, I will not kill the people of the God Clan. You can do whatever you want."

Yang Xuanzhen glanced at the Heavenly Concubine Wu Mo, and his body flashed and disappeared in the God Realm, leaving only the Heavenly Concubine Wu Mo and the devastated God Realm.

The divine world was desolate, with crystal walls broken everywhere and countless purple stars shattered by the aftermath of the war. An unknown number of gods had died, and not even their souls were preserved. A supreme world thus declined.

Originally, the God Clan had the advantage of having a large number of Heavenly Sovereigns, and could dominate the heavens and myriad worlds. But now the Heavenly Sovereigns are basically all dead, and the Heavenly Concubine Umo has become Yang Xuanzhen's slave. Although the Saint King of the End did not say it explicitly, in order to do Yang Xuanzhen a favor, he also sold out the God Clan.

But then again, the Holy King of the Origin and the Holy King of the End were not of the same mind. This can be seen from their names, one is the Origin, representing the birth of the Gods, and the other is the End, representing the end of the Gods.

The gods are finished this time.

(End of this chapter)