I'm a son-in-law in heaven

And after this Dao manifested, Dapeng seemed to see a gigantic Kunpeng jumping out of the sky between the sky and the earth, turning into a roc and going straight to the sky.

After seeing Kunpeng, Dapeng Niao suddenly felt that the Dao Seed that had been buried in his heart was sprouting at this moment, growing wildly like weeds.

Seeing the crazy growth of Dao species, the expression on Dapeng's face also changed rapidly, from astonishment, weirdness, surprise, and finally panic.

He seemed to see the not-too-distant future!

So I was surprised.

Fate in the river!
A dragon shadow swims and leaps out of the water, its ten thousand zhang body entrenched like a mountain, but it still looks small in this river of fate. When he opened his eyes, the sky and the earth suddenly lit up, and the candle above his head danced wantonly.

After he woke up, the originally peaceful River of Fate suddenly shook, and the waves were turbulent. The gods who originally stood in the River of Fate revived at this moment, turned into rainbow lights and gathered beside him, standing on the River of Fate.

The gods and shadows are full of shadows, and in the prehistoric period, almost all the gods above the Daluo Jinxian gather here.

They couldn't help but not be nervous, this river of fate is related to everyone's path, and a small storm can affect the gods on weekdays, not to mention the raging waves now.

And among the gods, the three camps were obviously divided. The three sages of Xuanmen stood on the left, and behind them were their own disciples of immortality, or monks who were close to them. In the mysterious and wonderful place, the light of the Buddha on the right side shines everywhere, and a group of Buddhas come in person, and the ten thousand Dharma wheels manifest, turning the inch under the feet into a pure land.

And in the middle are a group of ancient gods. The ancient gods do not appear in the world, and they have no form or appearance, and they all transform according to their will.

"Zhulong, what happened to cause you to shake the river of life?" Taishang Daozu asked the behemoth in front of him, flicking his whisk.

"I can feel His Majesty's breath." After a long silence, Zhulong Canggu's piercing voice echoed in the Ming River, causing waves to turbulent.

These words shocked both immortals and Buddhas at the same time, but the ancient god who had been careless before was ecstatic.

"Zhulong, are you sure you didn't feel wrong? It's Your Majesty?" asked Zhulong, who was full of ancient gods, and the urgency in his words was not hidden at all.

"It's impossible. That His Majesty passed away a long time ago, so how could he be here?" Taishang Daozu was the first to not believe it.

Of course he knows who the majesty these people are talking about!

The man who used to be arbitrarily assertive throughout the ages was already the co-lord of heaven and earth before all the saints became enlightened, and the Jade Emperor was a scum in front of him.

It's just that His Majesty died a long time ago.

There has been no trace of that person for countless years.

How could it be possible to appear in this world at this moment!
"Your Majesty is unpredictable, how do you know there won't be any?" Zhulong stared at the Taishang Daozu with a pair of giant pupils, intending to act if there was any disagreement.

He used to be the emperor's teacher!
What I have in my heart is only admiration for that majesty, and even became a tomb guard after his death. After all, the source of the river of life is where that majesty is.

And Zhulong's words also indirectly proved that His Majesty really came back to life.

The ancient emperor!

And this news was like a shadow buried in everyone's hearts. For a while, there was only the sound of waves on the River of Fate.

Seeing the gods contemplating, Zhulong suddenly exerted strength and struggled to rise in the River of Fate.

The huge body was flying in the air, and howls resounded in the air, stirring all directions.

"I hereby decree that all living beings in the world, who live in the river of fate, will not see your majesty's true face, hear your majesty's divine name, or feel your majesty's majesty."

The three edicts of Zhulong emerged from the River of Fate like shackles and fell on the gods.

Taishang Daozu looked at the ban on himself, even though it only existed for a moment, he couldn't help frowning.

"Candle Dragon, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting! I just don't want a few people to intervene! Regardless of whether His Majesty can return in this world, I don't want outsiders to intervene. Anyway, this edict is useless to you and other saints." Zhulong stared at the crowd with a pair of eyes. God, I have no intention of backing down.

Although he is not a saint, what can he do if he is a saint with the help of the power of Minghe?

Master Tongtian gave a cold snort, but in silence, he stretched his hand towards the Qingping Sword behind his back.

Taishang Daozu seemed to have noticed something, turned around and held down Tongtian leader, signaling the other party not to act rashly.

Although he was speechless by Zhulong's words, what can he do in the face of the loyal subjects of the former emperor?

What's more, the old candle dragon has already melted into the River of Fate. Although he can't manifest his divine power to the outside world, even a saint can't kill him in this River of Fate. At most, he can only be sealed.

It's just that Zhulong was not the only one who followed the emperor back then, and now he is at the threshold of the catastrophe, and he doesn't want to make another strong enemy at this moment.

Just looking at the many disciples behind him, there are three more shackles for no reason.

Taishang Daozu was really angry.

"The old man has gone too far in this matter." During this stalemate, a gentle voice sounded in the hearts of everyone.

In the dark place, a holy statue stepped on the water.

The endless golden lotus bloomed and withered in the River of Fate, and her arrival dispelled all the haze.

Looking at the person coming, all the gods praised him.

"Miss Nuwa!"

Nuwa smiled lightly and returned the salute at the same time, then turned her eyes to Zhulong.

"Your Majesty, why are you so late today?" Zhulong spoke first, but changed his address.

"The old man has been sleeping for many years, and today he showed great power. Of course, I have to find out the reason before I can meet you." Nuwa replied.

"I know that the gods are worried, but His Majesty the Emperor has not been resurrected, so you don't need to worry too much."

"Is what your lady said true?"

"It's natural. I just came from the place where the gods rest, and His Majesty the Emperor is still sleeping in it, and has not been reincarnated!" Nuwa said firmly.

If others say this, ordinary people really can't believe it, but the Nuwa who said this now is now the successor of the emperor.

In terms of understanding of the Emperor, I am afraid that few people can match her. After all, before Nuwa became enlightened, she was inherited from the Emperor and the Emperor, and Zhulong was Nuwa's teacher for three days.

Hearing what Nuwa said, Zhulong snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean by saying this today!"

"It's nothing but a statement of facts. There is no need to cause the gods to panic at this time."

"Then why is the river of life turbulent, and there is the breath of His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty's breath, old man, I will never forget in my life, that is Your Majesty!" Zhulong's dragon tail slapped the water surface, and the whole person became irritable.

The wheel of ten thousand merits and virtues in the back of Nuwa's head turned, and a peaceful atmosphere spread over the river of life, and the surroundings instantly became quiet.

"What you feel is true!"

"That's His Majesty's breath, but it's not His Majesty himself. Don't forget that there is a secret place in the Great Desolate Land."