Hong Huang: I really don’t want to be the emperor of heaven

The third calamity of the prehistoric world has finally ended. The calamity between heaven and earth has dissipated. The clouded heaven has regained its clarity. The power of the great avenue and the power of heaven have clearly emerged in front of the world.

It seems like everything is wonderful!

But only the area in the center was in a mess, like the end of the world!

The interrupted Buzhou Mountain!

Broken sky!

Earth, fire, water and wind!

Chaotic air currents and storms!

In Buzhou Mountain, after Donghua's voice fell, no one answered this question because no one knew what to do.

Repairing the sky is not a difficult task, everyone here can do it, but they cannot restore the sky to its previous state and integrate it with the entire prehistoric world.

What's more, there is a crumbling Buzhou Mountain, and everyone feels their hair is numb. If today's things are not handled well, the status of the ancient world will definitely decline, and it will definitely be extremely difficult to become a Daluo or a quasi-sage in the future.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Nuwa said: "I have top-notch innate spiritual treasures, colorful stones, which can be refined and used to mend the sky!"

Donghua still hasn't figured out why Buzhou Mountain collapsed. Although Buzhou Mountain did collapse in his original memory, after seeing how powerful Buzhou Mountain was, he simply didn't believe that Zhu Rong and Gonggong could push Buzhou Mountain.

Even with his current strength, he can't do it!

But the fact has happened before his eyes, so he has to believe it even if he doesn't believe it!

"Can it be restored to the original state without affecting the operation of the entire heaven and earth?" Donghua looked at Nuwa and asked. Although he knew about Nuwa's mending of the sky, could the sky after mending the sky return to its previous state? Unknown.

Nuwa shook her head and said slowly: "Although the five-colored stone is a rare treasure, the sky after repairing the sky still cannot return to its previous state. It's not that the five-colored stone is not powerful enough, but that the prehistoric sky is irreplaceable. It It’s unique, but it’s the best I can think of.”

Donghua fell silent. Now he didn't know what to do. Although he had strength, he really had no way to deal with the broken sky.

It is easy to mend the sky, but difficult to restore it to the original state!

While several people were discussing, the karma of heaven and earth finally arrived, and everyone in the surviving Wu clan was burdened with karma, especially Di Jiang, who was not completely dead yet, and the strong karma covered his whole body.

All the karma of Zhu Rong and Gonggong was placed on the Wu clan, and no one was spared.

There is no trace of karma on Hou Tu, because she was no longer a witch before the decisive battle, so the karma of heaven and earth will not befall her.

But then there was another karma blessing Hou Tu. This was the karma of extracting Buzhou's power, and it was also part of the reason for the collapse of Buzhou Mountain.

God is the only one, no one can escape!

Even Donghua was not immune. After all, he had a part to play in the shattering of the sky, but the karma that came was only very weak.

As soon as he appeared, he was covered by Donghua's powerful power of merit, and then it all dissipated.

Di Jiang dragged his swaying body, stood up, and said in a weak voice: "I have a way to repair the sky!"

After the words fell, everyone's eyes stayed on Di Jiang, wanting to know what he could do.

Donghua stared at Di Jiang and thought about the authenticity of these words. Suddenly he seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at Sanqing and Nuwa. They all understood.

"But I have one condition. I just ask you to treat the other people of the Witch Clan well. They are just following orders!"

After Di Jiang finished speaking, he slowly walked forward without waiting for everyone's consent, and using his last bit of strength, he flew up.

It's not that he doesn't want to wait for everyone to agree, but now he has no choice and no capital to negotiate terms.

The most important thing is that he wanted to do one last thing for Honghuang before he died.

"Father God Pangu is above, but Di Jiang is incompetent, and he is an unfilial and unjust person. Now that the sky is broken, Di Jiang is willing to use his body to mend the sky and turn it into this sky. He will rule the wilderness forever. I hope Father God and the way of heaven will learn from it!"

After Di Jiang finished speaking, the true blood of the ancestral witch burned crazily in his body, and the avenue of space appeared between heaven and earth.

Then Di Jiang's true body, true blood, avenue, soul, and magic power all melted, and finally turned into the pure power of space rules, flying towards the broken sky.

"Brother!"

Hou Tu shouted tragically and reached out to grab Di Jiang, but her raised hand finally fell down. She knew that Di Jiang had made up his mind.

What's more, even if he didn't transform into the sky, Di Jiang would still be dead.

All the remaining members of the Wu clan began to cry tragically. They were defeated but did not cry, but when they looked at Di Jiang who had transformed into the sky, they all cried.

The cries of a group of witch clans who were fearless resounded throughout the world.

But no one has mercy on them!

I don't know when Ju Mang, Tian Wu, and Xuan Ming, who had fled the battlefield, returned again. Looking at Di Jiang, who had transformed into the sky, their hearts were infinitely desolate.

At this moment, they thought of the three innate clans, Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shi Qilin. This scene was so similar to the original one!

With the advent of space rules, the broken world was restored instantly, but it was only an illusory sky. It always felt like something was missing. After all, it was repaired with the power of the rules of the avenue.

Donghua looked at Nuwa, who seemed to understand and took out the colorful stone.

Donghua raised the Heavenly Emperor Sword in his hand, and with the power of the Great Dao blessing it, he slashed down with the sword, and the colorful stone instantly fell apart and turned into 366 fragments.

Nuwa summoned the Qiankun Ding from Mount Buzhou, placed the five-colored stone fragments in the Qiankun Ding and began to refine them.

This was the best solution Donghua could think of. Relying solely on the Emperor River or the five-colored stone could not restore the world to its original state, but the combination of the two would definitely restore the sky to its original state, or even stronger than before!

The divine fire of creation continued to burn the five-colored stone, and the five-colored stone fragments gradually turned into a liquid state, and the power of the avenue in them was also burned in the liquid.

Donghua saw that the refining speed was relatively slow, so he also joined in, and a divine fire of creation was added to the Qiankun Ding.

The two divine fires instantly combined together, as if they were originally one.

With Donghua's joining, the five-colored stone was instantly refined.

Nuwa took out the five-colored stone liquid from the Qiankun Ding, and a Dharma image that spanned the sky and the earth emerged, stepping on the earth and touching the sky with both hands.

The avenue of creation emerged and spanned the sky, and the nine-colored divine light illuminated the prehistoric land, the heavens and the elements!

The power of the five-colored stone combined with the sky transformed by Emperor Jiang, and the broken sky instantly recovered.

Donghua felt the sky in the central land, and finally a trace of happiness appeared in his eyes, because the sky in the central land was perfectly integrated with the prehistoric sky, and it became even stronger.

The sky was repaired, and all the great powers withdrew their spiritual treasures.

For a moment, the sky was clear and the light of the Zhoutian stars shone on the prehistoric land.

It seemed that everything was over!

But everyone knew that everything had just begun, because the biggest trouble was still waiting for everyone, that was Mount Buzhou.

This was much more troublesome than the broken sky!

As for the collapsed Mount Buzhou, they had no way to deal with it. Mount Buzhou was irreplaceable, and no one could bear the role of Mount Buzhou.

Let alone Emperor Jiang's transformation, even if you refined all the twelve ancestor witches into Mount Buzhou, it would be useless and you still couldn't replace Mount Buzhou.

Donghua looked at the immobilized Buzhou Mountain, feeling extremely upset, while the people of the Wu Clan were still howling.

This made his irritable heart even more angry, and he suppressed these people with a powerful momentum.

"If you cry again, I will kill you with my own hands!"

All the people of the Wu Clan stopped!

At this time, a great witch looked at Donghua calmly, and then looked at Hou Tu, Xuan Ming, Ju Mang, and Tian Wu, the four remaining ancestor witches.

This is the great witch Ji Bi, who was born in the same period as Kuafu and has the cultivation of the early quasi-saint.

Ji Bi walked out of the battlefield and looked at the chaotic and broken earth.

"I, the great witch Ji Bi, am willing to transform myself into the Tao, integrate into the prehistoric earth, return to the embrace of the Father God, and reduce the karma of the Wu Clan. I hope that the Father God and the Heavenly Dao will see it!"

As soon as Ju Bi finished speaking, he instantly burned his true blood, the Great Dao, his true body, and his magic power. All the power gathered together and turned into pure power of the Great Dao and the turbid air of the earth, and instantly integrated into the prehistoric earth.

Jubi's deeds seemed to be a beginning. Other people of the Wu clan in the realm of Quasi-Sage, Daluo, Taiyi, Golden Immortal, and True Immortal followed suit, all transformed into Dao and integrated into the prehistoric land.

Everyone watched this scene quietly. Although shocked, they did not stop it. Even several ancestor witches did not stop it. Perhaps for these Wu clan members, this was the best choice.

As the Wu clan members in the field transformed into Dao, a powerful Dao rhyme rose above the prehistoric land. The broken central land instantly recovered as before, and even stronger than before.

The millions of Wu clan members here are all elites of the Wu clan. In this short moment, only less than 100,000 Wu clan members were left, and these people were all below the realm of True Immortal. Even if they wanted to transform into Dao, they could not do it.

The prehistoric world is not a garbage collection station. Not everyone can transform into Dao.

In fact, even people in the realm of True Immortal cannot do it, but the Wu clan is special. Their blood essence and turbid qi mana are exactly what the prehistoric land needs, so they can do it.

As Dijiang and millions of Wu people became Dao, the karma of Wu people instantly dissipated by half!

Heaven is fair. If you do something beneficial to heaven and earth, you will definitely be rewarded.

Tianwu glanced at Ju Mang, Xuan Ming and Hou Tu. His injuries were actually very serious. Donghua's palm directly interrupted his Dao and almost sent him away with one palm.

"Brother Ju Mang, sister Xuan Ming, little sister, the Wu people will be handed over to you in the future. Forgive me, a coward, for not being able to accompany you through the low period of the Wu people."

After Tianwu finished speaking, he swore an oath with Pangu and Tian Dao, burning all his own strength, and the pure Dao power instantly returned to heaven and earth.

At this moment, golden lotuses rose above the entire prehistoric land, and the original power lost by the prehistoric land was instantly restored.

Moreover, Tianwu's wind Dao flowed to the nine heavens, and a series of strong winds formed between the prehistoric heaven and earth, protecting the prehistoric nine heavens.

Ju Mang smiled miserably and was also ready to become Dao, but was stopped by Hou Tu.

"Brother Ju Mang, please stay!"

Ju Mang laughed and said softly: "Little sister, no need, I have no face to live in this world, I am unworthy of the name of the ancestor witch, and unworthy of the strength given by the father god. It is better to turn into a Tao and make the last contribution to the world opened up by the father god!"

"Little sister, sister Xuanming, you two are kind-hearted people, the future of the witch clan will be handed over to you!"

After Ju Mang finished speaking, he also turned into a Tao and left, and the original power of the ancestor witch returned to the prehistoric land, and the road of wood nourished all things in the prehistoric land.

At this moment, the prehistoric flowers bloomed, all things revived, and the earth was renewed!

And with the transformation of several ancestral witches and millions of witch clans, the karma of the witch clan has been reduced a lot.

Hou Tu pulled Xuan Ming tightly, fearing that the only sister would also follow his brother.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Donghua walked forward slowly, came directly to Hou Tu, and asked: "Why did Mount Buzhou collapse? What on earth did you do?"

Donghua just tried to deduce the real cause of Buzhou Mountain's collapse, but he couldn't figure it out at all.

But he dared to conclude that the Wu clan must have done something to cause Zhu Rong and Gonggong to crash into Mount Buzhou. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for them to hit Mount Buzhou alone.

Hou Tu glanced at Donghua, and then at the remaining members of the Wu clan and Buzhou Mountain. Her heart ached to the extreme, not only for the Wu clan, but also for the sake of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Hou Tu really had the idea of ​​turning into a Tao and leaving. She didn't know what the meaning of her life was.

But looking at the interrupted Buzhou Mountain in front of her, she knew she should do something, otherwise she would become an ancestral witch.

If she had known that Buzhou Mountain would collapse, she would have done nothing to extract Buzhou's power.

Hou Tu slowly told what happened in the past!

After hearing this, everyone understood why Zhu Rong and Gonggong could hit Buzhou Mountain alone.

Because Buzhou Mountain was already empty at that time!

A Buzhou Mountain that has lost its power is no different from an ordinary mountain.

After Hou Tu finished speaking, everyone's eyes stayed on Donghua, because they knew that Pangu's heart was in Donghua.

And this is the only way to restore Buzhou Mountain, and perhaps make Buzhou Mountain stronger.

But faced with such a choice, Donghua fell silent. It wasn't that he didn't love the world, or that he didn't want to repair Mount Buzhou, but that Pangu's heart was too important.

As long as he waits for him to break through Hunyuan, then relying on Pangu's heart, his path to Hunyuan will be smooth, and he will definitely be able to smoothly break through to the sixth level of Hunyuan.

The power contained in Pangu's heart is really too strong. It is really incredible that this Pangu's heart can still have such strength after giving birth to twelve ancestral witches.

Let Di Jiang, who is at the peak of a quasi-sage, have the strength of the fourth level of Hunyuan. If Di Jiang's own strength is not too weak, he may be able to exert stronger power.

Donghua is really reluctant to let go.

On the one hand, it is a breakthrough in the realm of cultivation!

On the one hand is the wild world!

This choice is really difficult.

Donghua himself is not a selfless person, he is a stingy person.

But let him just watch Buzhou Mountain collapse and Honghuang's status be reduced, he really can't do it.

At this moment, Buzhou Mountain became quiet again. Everyone just looked at Donghua, but no one tried to persuade him. He was undoubtedly seeking death. Nuwa Sanqing and others were indifferent, let alone them!

After the repair of the sky was completed, everyone in the Zi Mansion gathered together, the army was arranged in an orderly manner, and the legions from all sides formed formations in sequence.

Queen Mother of the West flew to Donghua. She had heard the conversation between several people just now. She was very clear about Donghua's difficulties. No one would give up a treasure like Pangu's Heart!

Then he held Donghua's hand: "I support whatever choice you make!"

Many emperors of the Zi Mansion came to Donghua, their eyes full of determination. Even Fuxi didn't say a word, because if it were him, he wouldn't necessarily be willing to show Pangu's heart.

Donghua looked at the people in the Zi Mansion and the army arrayed in formation, his eyes slightly closed, his mind instantly transcended the wilderness, and anywhere between heaven and earth was under his gaze.

The prehistoric world is really a beautiful world, and the Western God Realm cannot compare with it at all. This is not about the background or anything, but the charm and unique glimmer of life of the prehistoric world.

In the Western God Realm, it seems that everything is destined from birth, but in the prehistoric times everything is possible.

This is the fifty-fifty Dao, the forty-nine Tianyan, and one of them escapes.

One refers to Tao, which also means that everyone has the hope of realizing Tao and Hunyuan.

His gaze spanned the long river of time and space and penetrated the long river of destiny, as if he had returned to the Zifu banquet again, which was the moment when he first proposed to establish a heart for heaven and earth.

At that time, he was like a middle school boy, making the flower fairy dance in front of everyone in the Zi Mansion, as if he had never seen the world.

Afraid of Emperor Jun Taiyi, afraid that he would end up like his original self, he just wanted to be a carefree Emperor of Donghua.

It was not until later that he walked out of the prehistoric world and saw the cruel and merciless world, where the weak preyed on the strong and the strong were respected. This was something he was not used to after experiencing later generations.

For the first time, King Pan, who was a level higher than him, was alone at that time. At that time, he was in the early stage of quasi-sage and had just killed one corpse, while Nuwa and others were already in the middle stage of quasi-sage who had killed two corpses.

later……

His thoughts have been echoing between heaven and earth, and Donghua's true body in Buzhou Mountain began to automatically emit the power of the emperor, which was a majestic and immeasurable power.

Gentle, domineering, royal!

People who have been exaggerated by the power of Donghua's imperial way can't help but want to surrender and believe in Donghua, and a feeling of admiration from the heart wells up in their hearts.

Sanqing frowned and immediately blocked the power of the Emperor's Dao with his own Dao, because this time even they couldn't resist it.

But this power of the Imperial Way is unconscious, as if he didn't know how he cultivated the power of the Imperial Way in the first place.

Donghua's mind unexpectedly came to Chaos Zixiao Palace at some point. He didn't know if he came by himself or if Hongjun asked him to come.

Hongjun is sitting on the cloud bed of Zixiao Palace, holding a fly whisk in his hand. The jade dish of creation above his head emits immeasurable light, and the ancient world, all heavens and all realms appear in it.

"Master!" Donghua shouted softly.

Hongjun closed his eyes slightly, hummed softly, and said nothing more.

Donghua couldn't help but ask: "Master, I am quite confused. Please ask Master to clarify my confusion!"

Hongjun opened his eyes, sighed and said: "Chi'er, Chi'er, you already have the answer in your heart, why are you so confused? Whatever you think the imperial way is, that's what it is, just follow your own heart! "

"Aren't you just clearing the way now? Since the birth of the Imperial Way, no one has broken through to the Hunyuan realm. Among the three thousand avenues of the prehistoric era, only the Imperial Way and the Way of Power are the most special."

"Pindao can't give you any more advice on this path. You can only understand it yourself and carve out a road of your own!"

Donghua was stunned, and after a long time, he murmured: "Yes, I have the answer in my heart for a long time. Where did the confusion come from? If you set your heart for heaven and earth, this is my answer!"

"Thank you Master!"

After Donghua finished speaking, his mind instantly returned to Buzhou Mountain, his eyes opened, and a powerful force shook everyone back a few steps. Even the saint Nuwa was not spared.

Everyone was shocked, wondering what Donghua had just done and why his momentum became so terrifying in a short period of time.

But Donghua ignored everyone and took out Pangu's Heart from his body. The Tao rhyme circulated on it, and the three thousand avenues flowed slowly, and the power of the rules of the avenues intertwined.

The powerful source power of the avenue made every powerful man present choke with tears. They only felt their throats were itchy and their eyes were burning.

Jie Yin closed his eyes and shouted: "Good, good, good!"

The same is true for Zhunti!

They were afraid of watching any more and couldn't help but grab it from Donghua.

Even Sanqing's eyes were fiery, but his powerful Taoist heart suppressed all greed in an instant. Not to mention that he couldn't defeat Donghua, even if he could defeat Donghua, he would still face a difficult choice after snatching it, and he would become a public enemy in the wild. .

Donghua flew up with Pangu's Heart in his hand and landed on Mount Buzhou. The pure white lotus under his feet emitted immeasurable light, illuminating the world.

"The Wu clan is unvirtuous and damages the world; the Wu clan is unfilial and disrespects Pangu; the Wu clan is unjust and destroys Mount Buzhou; the Wu clan is unkind and slaughters all living beings!"

"The poor Taoist Purple Mansion Taiwei Chunyang God Wushi Tianzun, the head of the immortal male immortals, the Demon Emperor Da Zizui Tianmo, and Dongfang Mu Gong Donghua, hereby declare to the heaven and the ancient world."

"Deprive the Witch Clan of the name Pangu's direct lineage. From now on, the people of the Witch Clan are no longer allowed to call themselves Pangu's authentic sect and take back the legacy of their father God Pangu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Donghua sacrificed the Witch Clan's fortune treasure presented by Di Jiang. In an instant, everyone in the Wu Clan felt dizzy.

The power of heaven permeated the nine heavens, and all the world, mountains, rivers, and all creatures seemed to hear Donghua's voice.

The sound of resonance is reverberating in the center!

And not long after, the karma of the Wu Clan was reduced to nine out of ten, as if nothing had happened, but the Wu Clan was no longer Pangu's authentic sect, and was just one of the ordinary tribes.

Xuan Ming roared in grief: "Donghua, you are so cruel!"

The Wu Clan emerged from the blood of Pangu Dao and were Pangu's true biological sons. They even left behind treasures like Pangu's Heart. Now that Pangu's name is taken away from them, it is even more uncomfortable than killing them.

The angry Xuan Ming was about to rush to Buzhou Mountain and fight to the death with Donghua, but he was pulled back by Hou Tu beside him, and then directly suppressed Xuan Ming's Dao.

Xuan Ming rushed forward to confront Dong Hua, and that was Chun Chun seeking death!

Donghua's eyes didn't pay any attention to Xuan Ming. After he finished speaking, three thousand avenues surged in his body, all blessing Pangu's heart.

Pangu's Heart soared into the sky, a huge heart emitting nine colors of light, instantly illuminating the world of the prehistoric world. The stars in the sky, all the elements in the heavens, and even the outer demon world and the chaos near the prehistoric world were shrouded in light.

All Donghua's power was blessed on Pangu's Heart, and he fully stimulated the power of the heart. The power of Pangu's Heart was finally fully developed.

At this moment, all the great masters in the prehistoric era saw the power of Pangu's Heart. That power was enough to allow the Twelve Ancestral Witches to realize Hunyuan, provided they were qualified.

Just like the merits of opening heaven left by Pangu to Sanqing, only those three clearings can truly mobilize the merits of opening heaven.

Later, Sanqing also achieved the status of a saint by virtue of the merits of opening the sky, and his strength suddenly became the leader of the ancient world.

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches can develop like the Three Pure Ones and manage the prehistoric world and the creatures of all races, then the original power and the power of the Great Dao in Pangu's heart will enable each of them to realize the Hunyuan Dao. There is no need for careless efforts to activate it in advance.

I have to say that Pangu was really good to the Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

But in the end, it failed Pangu’s expectations!

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches could really realize Hunyuan, how powerful would the prehistoric world be at that time.

Six Saints plus twelve Hunyuan.

Perhaps the Western God Realm can be destroyed in an instant!

However, Pangu thought too well of them. After all, the Wu clan failed to go on as Pangu expected, and eventually fell into calamity.

This is true whether it is the original trajectory or the current trajectory.

If after Donghua rose up and destroyed the demon clan, the Wu clan was willing to coexist peacefully without Zifu and jointly govern the prehistoric world, then they still had a chance.

But in the end, they still fell under ambition, or perhaps they were affected by the power of the calamity.

Because during the decisive battle, even Donghua was controlled by the power of the calamity!

Donghua lifted up the interrupted Buzhou Mountain, and then placed Pangu's heart in it.

Then the two mountains merged into one!

Donghua urged the power of the Great Dao to bless Buzhou Mountain, allowing the two to merge together and supplement the power of Buzhou Mountain.

Seeing this, Houtu flew up and turned into a true body. The power of the earth surged, and the power of Buzhou Mountain was mobilized by Houtu in an instant.

Sure enough, Houtu is an expert in this regard!

Donghua simply stopped caring about Buzhou Mountain, and instead focused on activating Pangu's heart.

The two worked together, one responsible for Buzhou Mountain and the other responsible for Pangu's heart.

Not long after, Pangu's heart finally changed and gradually merged with Buzhou Mountain.

At this time, Nuwa also took action, and the power of Hunyuan, the Three Thousand Great Daos, and the power of the Heavenly Dao all blessed the two, speeding up the progress of fusion.

Other great powers also joined in, and all the people in Zifu present joined in, because they saw endless merits waving to them again.

After this time, it must be Xuanhuang merits that fell from the sky and the world loved.

Especially Donghua, it is estimated that it will not be an exaggeration to say that he is the son of the prehistoric world and the Heavenly Dao in the future.

At this moment, everyone is united!

And with the efforts of everyone, Buzhou Mountain finally completely merged with Pangu's heart.

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ps: This plot is finished, the Wu clan withdraws, and Zifu is unified.

I wonder if everyone is satisfied?

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