The protagonist worships the heavens, with boundless mana

The two laughed and walked towards the primordial chaos.

Since then, Dao has never returned, and there has been no trace of the strange creature.

However, in the heavens and worlds, there has not been much change due to the departure of the Dao and the death of many supreme beings.

Life is still going on, time is still moving forward.

Ever since Guan Tianyu and Gu Ming destroyed the Dao, there have been fewer and fewer cultivators in the Myriad Realms, and they have gradually become legends, myths in unofficial history, interpretations of ghosts and monsters.

Without cultivation, technological civilization gradually blossomed and flourished everywhere in the Ten Thousand Realms.

With the help of science and technology, the creatures left their original world and walked towards the starry sky of ten thousand worlds.

Other life worlds have been discovered, and due to the unequal strength, the phenomenon of colonizers and colonized people frequently appears.

Fighting, death, bloodshed, in another way, another civilization is staged vividly.

It will not end with the disappearance of practitioners.

"Hey."

A long sigh resounded through the heavens and the world.

Let the world be at peace.

"What is the meaning of living?"

No one has an answer, and no one has an answer.

I don't know how long I slept, I don't know how long I was in a coma.

When Hao Ren woke up, he found that the entire heavens and worlds were quiet.

The protagonist disappeared, the strong disappeared, the avenue disappeared, and even the cultivation civilization declined.

The only remaining cultivators are three or two big cats and kittens, which are insignificant compared with the huge heavens and worlds.

From a certain point of view, he, Hao Ren, was already the only top cultivator among the heavens and the world, and the number one powerhouse in the heavens and the world.

The dragon is dead, the tiger is dead, the lion is dead, and he, a monkey, can only be a king.

"Hahaha……."

Hao Ren laughed loudly, a little maniacally, a little sickly.

Who would have thought that the final winner of the heavens and worlds would be him, a manipulated puppet, a humanoid weapon made to deal with Dao.

The world is impermanent, good fortune tricks people!hehe.

Relatives died, friends died, and even the only clansman who recognized him disappeared. He lived to the end, he won, but what's the point?

Suddenly, a different light flashed in Hao Ren's desperate eyes, and Hao Ren found a familiar aura.

Hao Ren's figure appeared in a certain world.

With a thought, earth and rocks surged up, and a bronze coffin rose from the ground.

The lid of the coffin was opened, revealing Mo Shengshi lying quietly inside.

"Old friend, wake up!"

Hao Ren said quietly.

Mo Shengshi's eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"I'm dead, why am I alive again."

Mo Shengsi muttered to himself.

"You are not dead." Hao Ren said.

"No, I'm dead. This is the underworld. It's the destination of the dead. I'm dead. I must be dead."

Mo Shengsi roared, as if confirming the desire in his heart, unwilling to accept this cruel reality.

"Really, is there a Ming family? The place where living things go after death." Hao Ren murmured.

"Yes, yes!"

Mo asked with uncertainty about his life and death.

He also just heard that it may be a kind of wonderful enjoyment for people!
"You know what happened at the beginning."

"what happened."

Mo Shengsi hugged his head, trying hard to recall what happened back then.

"They are all dead, they are all dead, the peerless powerhouse has fallen, and the mastermind behind the scenes is dead."

"They wished to overthrow Dao, but they were too weak, they were no match for Dao, and then, a powerful monster appeared, that monster was too powerful, and he started to slaughter the peerless powerhouse everywhere, I rushed up , I want to die in the hands of that monster."

"It's just that I was blown away and flew to the edge of the world. When I finally flew back to the battlefield, the battle was over and they all disappeared. The Dao lost its trace, and so did the powerful monster."

"It's all gone, I'm desperate, I built a tomb for myself, I'm dead, I'm dead."

Mo Shengsi muttered to himself, constantly persuading himself.

"You want to die."

After a moment of silence, Hao Ren asked.

"Yes, I want to die, I want to die."

The strange dead replied firmly.

"Okay, I'll help you."

Hao Ren grabbed Mo Shengshi and came to a space.

"where is this place."

Mo Shengsi asked.

"The original space of the avenue."

Hao Ren replied.

Immediately, Hao Ren began to refine the space.

The original space of the avenue, also known as the heart of the world, is the hub used by the avenue to control the heavens and the world.

In other words, whoever refines this place will be the new Lord of Myriad Realms, the new Great Dao.

Mo Shengsi felt it carefully and understood what Hao Ren was doing, so he waited patiently, his eyes full of anticipation.