I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

In the chaos, above the long river of destiny, there is a huge chessboard in the void, spanning the long river. Clouds and light flow around it, covering the chessboard. People in the world cannot tell the reality of it at all.

In the haziness, there seems to be endless mystery, and each chess piece on it seems to represent something.

Luohou appeared at one side of the chessboard in a black robe and tapped it casually. Then, Daoist Ancestor Hongjun, Daoist Yangliu and Shen Ni appeared on the four sides of the chessboard, but they all had calm expressions.

Luohou waited for a long time, but Yang Guang did not appear. His face suddenly changed color and he snorted coldly.

"No need to wait. He is the Emperor of Heaven. His magical powers have surpassed us long ago. He will not show up." Shen Ni sneered.

Luohu was angry, but helpless. Isn't this how things are?
In the past, the four of them sat in four different places, but now with the addition of Shen Ni, it seems that they have thrown Yang Guang aside. However, in fact, they think that Yang Guang's Taoism is far superior to everyone else and have tacitly acknowledged the other party's strength.

"Yang Guang, what are the origins of the Taoist Motian and the Great Desolate Immortal?" Luo Hou sneered, "I know that although you are not here, your consciousness must be here."

A saint under his command died in such an unclear manner, and Luohou must get to the bottom of it.

After hearing this, Hongjun and others remained silent, waiting for Yang Guang's answer.

Everyone is not a fool. Yang Guang suddenly has two more powerful saints under his command. Together with Yang Guang's own ability, it is enough to change the situation in the prehistoric world. If he can kill the Lord of Chaos today, he can kill other saints tomorrow. Naturally, everyone wants to find out the truth.

In fact, in private, several people have also deduced the origins of Motian Taoist and Dahuang Zhenren, but these two people seemed to have appeared out of thin air. Not to mention the saints of the heavens, even the few Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian in front of them could not deduce the origins of them.

Maybe he didn't take it seriously before, but now killing the Lord of Chaos is enough to change the situation in the three realms, which makes people suspicious.

"Luohou, you have quite a few disciples under you. Can you tell us their origins?" A teasing voice sounded, and a handsome young man appeared on the bank of the River of Destiny. He was wearing a light blue robe and standing quietly by the river, watching the rising and falling Dao fruits not far away, with a smile on his face.

If not Emperor Yang Guang, who else could he be?

"Yang Guang, you finally showed up." Luo Hou stared at Yang Guang intently and snorted coldly, "Yang Guang, who are those two people? If you don't tell me today, don't blame me for taking action myself."

"Just you?" Yang Guang's face turned indifferent after hearing this, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. A huge momentum pressed down on Luohou. Luohou suddenly felt a huge pressure around him, as if he was stuck in a quagmire and could not escape at all.

When Luohou saw this, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with anger.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Luohou's body suddenly made a loud noise, and the black figure shattered and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"Yang Guang."

A roar was heard, and a figure appeared in the void. It was Luohou, wearing a black robe, who walked out again. His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with anger. He looked at Yang Guang as if he was in pain from eating shit.

But he was smart enough not to do it again.

I really can't beat him. (End of this chapter)