Great Dao Ji

Buzz~

Ripples appeared from the depths of his eyes.

An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, and from deep within his perspective, the broken picture scroll rising and falling in the water-like white light above the 'Infinite Cave Heaven, the Blessed Land of Reincarnation' also made a soft sound.

An Qisheng could even feel the joy of this painting, like a blind man regaining sight, or like siblings reunited after being separated for many years, it was indescribably strange.

"eager"

An Qisheng's heart moved slightly, but he was not in a hurry to make any move.

He held the book in his hand and looked around.

He stood on the altar, Netherworld City was inside the altar, and on the city wall, Black and White Wuchang still sat with their backs facing each other, and they were all looking at him quietly.

These two thousand-year-old monsters did not make any move even though he took the 'Scroll of Life and Death', as if they had expected it.

"The Book of Life and Death should not be handled lightly, but once you take it, you will have to bear everything that the Lord will bear."

Xie Qi looked at the Taoist holding the scroll on the altar, with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

Not everyone can take the Book of Life and Death.

Even if I sit in meditation for more than a thousand years and communicate with him every day, I still can't get recognition at all.

This is certainly Fujun's choice, and it is also the 'Book of Life and Death''s own choice.

Even though he was in a calm state of mind, he could not help but feel a slight fluctuation at this moment.

"Fujun"

There was also a hint of sadness in Hei Wuchang's eyes.

Are you not optimistic after all?

"This book is not easy to get."

An Qisheng glanced at the book in his hand and sighed slightly.

This book of reincarnation is naturally a fragment of the Dao Yitu, but it is more than just a fragment of the Dao Yitu. It contains the inheritance, insights, and even power of Lord Nether Palace's life.

If you take it, you have to pay it back.

However, he had to take it, otherwise, even with his current cultivation level, he would not be able to carry out what he was about to do.

But getting this scroll is by no means an easy task.

Boom!

Before the gentle sighs fell to the ground, there were thunderous sounds that seemed to resound from people's hearts, instantly shaking the entire Nether World and even many practitioners in the human world.

"This is"

"The wrath of the emperor, this is the wrath of the emperor!"

"The impending heavenly punishment is because of the scroll of reincarnation of Lord Netherworld?"

At this moment, whether it was the underworld or the human world, whether it was a giant like Black and White Wuchang, or the Taoist Mingxin who had just perfected his magical powers, they all couldn't help but look up to the sky.

I saw the highest place that could not be covered by heavy fog. I don't know when, thunderclouds were spread all over. Amidst the rolling roars, electric snakes and thunder dragons were swimming in it, pregnant with the destructive power that makes people's hearts palpitate just looking at it.

"Wrath of Heaven and Earth"

Everywhere in the world, whether in the endless ocean, or in the boundless swamps, or under the mountains and rivers, under many cities, or in the boundless starry sky, tyrannical consciousnesses are slowly reviving in whispers.

Amidst the spread and turbulence of the invisible energy that is invisible to ordinary people, the place that was closed down everywhere was finally shaken, and a certain balance was about to be broken.

Huhu~~~

On the city of Qingdu, strong winds rolled in, and dark clouds covered the sky and the sun.

On the towering God's Conferment Platform, Sa Wuling looked solemnly at the heavenly punishment high in the sky that was countless times more brutal than any heavenly calamity.

For a moment, I couldn't help but feel a sense of depression.

The thunder is extremely strong, containing endless destruction, which is more complete destruction than the death energy of the netherworld.

This heavenly punishment is different from the heavenly calamity. The latter still contains a ray of vitality and is the last way this world opens its net to its people. However, the heavenly punishment comes from the invisible emperor in the dark.

It only comes for killing, only for destruction, without any vitality.

"Teacher, how sure are you?"

Sa Wuling murmured to himself, his eyes seeming to see An Qisheng in the netherworld through the void.

He couldn't move without permission, because, with the appearance of Heavenly Punishment, he could faintly feel that under this huge pressure, the Conferred God Platform where he sat had begun to undergo some kind of transformation.

"Amitabha, good, good"

Among the endless glaciers in Hokuriku, Ruyi Monk stood on a high platform as dark as ink, chanting the Buddha's name softly:

"An Zhenren, is it worth it to trigger the punishment of heaven for these five gods?"

The high platform he was standing on was made by him on the Hokuriku Glacier, using ten thousand years of black ice mixed with the essence of ten thousand waters. It was indescribably dazzling and eye-catching in this endless glacier.

Like Sa Wuling, he also felt some kind of vibration in this Conferred God Platform, an unimaginable huge transformation.

And this transformation only started after the divine punishment came.

In other words, he is just waiting for divine punishment to come elsewhere.

唳~~~

As the dark clouds rolled, the Goshawk King spread its wings and flew away. Even though the feathers all over his body were stirred up by the thunder energy, he did not dare to stop at all.

Flying to the far distance, the God-conferring platform on the glacier was like an erupting volcano.

Phew~

On the stage of the Conferment of Gods, Taoist Liansheng stood up suddenly. An unknown distance away, he was already asking:

"Brother Goshawk, is everything going well?"

"Two people are in the east, two people are going to the west, there is a great monk in the north, and all the four continents are together!"

The Goshawk King let out a high-pitched cry.

Suddenly he screamed again, and passed through the cracks of thunder and lightning. His whole body was blackened by the lightning, and it was extremely painful!

“That’s good”

The old Taoist Liansheng was completely relieved and sat cross-legged again, silently reciting the scriptures in his heart, feeling, and stimulating the transformation of the Conferred God Platform.

He has been running for ninety years for this day.

Now, it is finally time to see the truth.

Chi Chi Chi~~~

In the netherworld, at the moment when the punishment thundercloud appeared, the whole netherworld was like a scorched pond, and the mist was endless for a while, and the whole netherworld seemed to be heating up.

Ah Ah Ah~~~

Woo Woo~~

At the first sound of thunder, countless demons and ghosts in the whole netherworld were swept away by the masculine energy, and countless demons and ghosts fled underground like crazy, and even fled to the netherworld sea that frightened them.

Gululu~

At the bottom of the netherworld, the dragon head fell down and sank into the deep mud, and let out a low roar with extremely complex emotions:

Heavenly punishment!

The moment the Book of Life and Death appeared in the world, the thunder punishment of heaven had already followed, and it was about to bring down the thunder punishment of annihilation!

"Heavenly punishment!"

On the ruins-like land, Yan Xiake and others couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

"This is a punishment from heaven, a punishment from heaven, the ancestor actually brought about a punishment from heaven"

Wei Shaoyou's mood fluctuated greatly, and it was difficult for him to control himself at this time.

Heavenly punishment!

According to legend, it is one of the most brutal disasters in the world. Even if it is a world-destroying disaster, its beginning must be a punishment from heaven.

According to the legends recorded in later generations, in the eleven centuries from ancient times to the present, over a million years, no one has ever really survived this thunder punishment from heaven and earth.

Even the old Heavenly Master, who was revered by both humans and gods and regarded as a legend in later generations, was said to have disappeared in a heavenly punishment.

Even someone as powerful as Wang Lingguan disappeared after a heavenly punishment.

What Yuanshen, what Dharma image, what purity, what destiny, all cannot escape from this heavenly punishment known as the wrath of heaven.

"Heavenly punishment"

An Qisheng looked up at the sky, and felt that the vortex-like thundercloud was like a cold and ruthless vertical eye, looking down at the living beings of heaven and earth indifferently.

The rolling and flowing, seemingly endless thunder essence, seemed to be like a river pouring back in the next moment, cleansing everything in the world.

After the cultivation of the Royal Heaven Realm, after the supernatural power is cultivated, one must pass the 49th thunder tribulation, the 69th thunder tribulation, and the 99th thunder tribulation. Passing one can be called passing the tribulation, passing two can become the Yuanshen, and passing all three can be immortal.

However, the way An Qisheng practiced did not trigger the arrival of the heavenly tribulation.

Because his Qi seeds spread among the mountains, rivers, and boundless land, the heavenly tribulation could not befall him unless it wanted to destroy the world.

And the special, pure symbol of the Yuanshen, and even the supernatural power of destiny, are not given by the thunder tribulation, and can still be achieved without passing the thunder tribulation.

But at this time, the scroll of life and death in his hand has triggered the arrival of heavenly punishment in an instant.

Moreover, there is no escape, no avoidance.

But he did not have the idea of ​​escaping, because this was his choice.

Fighting the heaven is not something that can be done by one person alone. At least, with his current cultivation level, he cannot do it, and must rely on the power of others.

This is true for the Qi Seed, the Conferred God Platform, and the Scroll of Life and Death.

And to obtain its treasure and use its power, one must naturally take on its unfulfilled responsibilities.

Or in other words, it is cause and effect.

Originally, this disaster should have occurred when Xie Qi killed all the practitioners in the world and sacrificed blood to the Lord of the Netherworld.

But because of his action, naturally, it changed.

I became the one who was locked in the heavenly punishment and must be the one to respond to the disaster.

The best plan should have been to let Xie Qi start the "Netherworld Lord Sacrifice" and wait until the heavenly punishment came, and then speed up the Conferred God Platform to penetrate the five continents, unite the five continents and four seas, and integrate all the great fortunes of this world into one.

But he did not do that.

Huhuhu~~~

The spirit of thunder and lightning spread across the sky, and the masculine energy spread in all directions, as if sweeping away the gloomy atmosphere of the netherworld.

The indescribable oppressive atmosphere was much more terrifying than the roaring and raging electric snake thunder dragon above the sky. At this moment, even the countless trembling demons dared not make a sound.

It was as if they were suffocating.

In the midst of the strong wind, An Qisheng stood on the altar, letting his clothes flutter, his expression unchanged.

This was also the first time he faced the thunder punishment of this world.

Facing the high and unreachable, the Emperor Heaven.

Since he had seen through the secrets of this world, he had a deeper curiosity about the sky of this world and the ‘Emperor Heaven’.

Not only because the ‘Emperor Heaven’ captured this world and reminded him of the increasingly frequent replacement of the universe.

Also, he was curious.

What exactly is the ‘Sky’ and the ‘Emperor Heaven’?

As An Qisheng's mind turned, he heard Xie Qi's voice again:

"It's still not too late to retreat now!"

The white-clothed and white-haired Xie Qi was still serious and indifferent, with his mourning stick across his knees.

The Black Impermanence, who used to be talkative, said nothing at this time, just swinging the black soul-catching chain and slapping his palms.

"Seventh Master's good intentions, An appreciates it, but this day..."

While muttering to himself, An Qisheng stepped into the sky:

"I,

have been bothering Him for a long time!"

Good night, good night.