out of time

Chapter 969: Wang Gu First Emperor

The God-killing Spear is something that very few people today know about.

Even in some ancient books, it is difficult to see.

Only those fragments that have been handed down to this day, or those ancient people, can have a certain understanding of these three words.

That was a weapon created by Xia Xian, who had arrived in Houtu that year, during the war between him and the Huangtian clan, the former lord of the ancient times. It was specifically targeted at gods.

It does not have any terrifying power over cultivators, but it can... destroy the source of gods!
However, due to the mystery and rarity of the material, only forty-two were created that year.

Each of them is stained with a large amount of the divine blood of the Huangtian God Clan, which can be said to be something that makes gods shudder.

And finally, in the decisive battle when the God Emperor Huangtian descended, most of the forty-two God-killing Spears were shattered, and the remaining ones were shot into the body of the God Emperor Huangtian.

It became a seal and remained with it in the abyss under the ancient Wanggu.

Some people also call that place Shenyuan.

After that, the God-Destroying Thorn disappeared from the world, and due to the departure of many Xia immortals, the method of refining it was also lost.

Until today, the power of the God-Destroying Thorn suddenly burst out from the body of the ancestor of the Vajra Sect in the instant just now.

This is also one of the reasons why Ziqing looks serious.

"Unfortunately, it only possesses some of its power."

Prince Ziqing spoke calmly, looking in the direction of Nanhuangzhou.

"What a great Seventh Master!"

"My brother has extinguished his soul and transcended my time. In order to end the cause and effect, you use your own body as a ruler to summon my last breath before death, to stir up waves through eternity, in order to end the cause and effect."

"But... the causal relationship between me and my brother cannot be severed just like this!"

As he spoke, Prince Ziqing raised his left hand and suddenly pressed towards the black mist image that Xu Qing had transformed into by his self-explosion.

With this press, the fog roared, and the power of time appeared on it, as if to pull it and trap it in time and space.

At the same time, within the Yanyue Xuantian clan, as the explosion of Xu Qing's soul spread, a drastic change that affected many Yanyue Xuantian cultivators was also occurring.

The source of this drastic change came from... Yan Xuanzi who was preaching to his tribesmen.

His body suddenly split apart at that moment, and countless blood spurted out. Yan Xuanzi couldn't even utter the last word, and his body broke into pieces with a roar.

Flesh crumbles, soul crumbles.

Replace life.

Only a remnant soul was preserved in this life-saving disaster because he had sent it into the temple before.

Leaving the possibility of future resurrection.

Similar things also happened in Nanhuangzhou.

In the old ruins of Wushuang City, in the formation formed by hundreds of thousands of Seven Blood Pupils Monks, there was a huge silver man with the Seventh Master's right hand pressing on his forehead.

At this moment, there was a violent tremor.

The mysterious connection of fate and the cycle of life and death caused the waves brought about by Xu Qing's self-explosion to not only erupt on Yan Xuanzi, but also rise on this silver man under the interference of time.

Cracks suddenly appeared on the silver man's body. They were shocking to the eyes, and the cracks were more and deeper.

The entire silver man also showed signs of collapse.

At the critical moment, the voices of hundreds of thousands of Seven Blood Pupil monks around changed.

"Supreme Lord, comfort the body, the disciple's soul, the five internal organs, the blue dragon and the white tiger, the troops are numerous, the red bird and the black tortoise, guard the truth."

As the sound echoed, the sky and the earth changed color, the wind rose and the clouds surged, the Flame Phoenix in the sky roared, shattered in all directions, and rain fell from the sky, nourishing the world.

The Seventh Master was also muttering something, touching the silver man's forehead with his right hand, pressing it again, and at the same time biting his tongue and spitting out a mouthful of his own blood.

Fall on the silver man and isolate himself from external factors.

Amid the rumbling sound, the cracks on the silver man's body finally stopped increasing. Although it looked riddled with holes and unable to heal, it never really collapsed.

As for the Seventh Master, he slowly raised his head, spoke in a hoarse voice, and walked out with murderous intent.

"I had an appointment with Xiaxian Palace back then."

"From now on, I will walk through time, sit and watch life and death, and let fate take its course."

"Thus, the death of the Six Peak Masters pains me, but I can only sigh."

"The human race has experienced ups and downs, but has faced them indifferently."

“Even if the empress became a god and died holding the sword, it would still be like this, because there is no cause and effect between me and them.”

"As for you, Ziqing, you want to restore your country and use the ritual of the empress to avert the disaster without damaging the remains of the sacrifice. I have ignored it because it has nothing to do with me."

“So, I didn’t interfere at all.”

"But you shouldn't plot against my disciples!"

"My disciples are all my karma. They have kowtowed to me. I have accepted their three teas of reflection and faith and promised to protect the Dao. So... as long as I am here, no one can touch them!"

"Zi Qing, since you have plotted against my disciple and are unwilling to break the cause and effect, then... I will plot against your imperial power!"

"Cause and effect, it doesn't matter! Just do it to the end!"

The Seventh Master had a grim expression. He raised his left hand and made hand gestures, which changed thousands of times in just a few breaths before he pointed toward the sky.

As vast as the sound of thunder and as an imperial decree.

"The person in front of this half armor is named Xu Zi. He was born here, breathing in and out divine energy, exhaling for the first time. Today is the summer season, and the immortal is the guide, calling for this energy to come!"

In the meantime, the Seventh Master used Xia as his command and the immortal as his guide to summon Prince Ziqing to take his last breath before his death in his previous life.

And now, he is calling... the first breath of a person named Xu Zi after he was born here!

As soon as the words came out, there was a roar in all directions, the wind howled, the sky and the earth changed color, and endless aura surged in, finally gathering in the left hand of the Seventh Master, forming a ball of misty purple air.

He raised his hand and pressed it directly on the chest of the silver man below.

At the same time, the mouth blooms the rhythmic sound.

"cut!"

As soon as the word was uttered, the mountains and rivers of Wanggu roared. It could be seen that all the areas of Wanggu were now shining with many bright lights. The direction of the mountains and the shape of the rivers seemed to form a huge formation diagram.

This picture covers the entire history and is now running vigorously.

Suddenly, on the sky curtain of the human imperial capital, a piece of light fell, forming a knife, and slashed towards Prince Ziqing!

Prince Ziqing was shocked, and the moment he raised his head, the knife had already fallen.

Only the true God can be stopped!
Therefore, the sword does not cut off life, nor soul, but... the destiny and imperial power of the Ziqing Kingdom that has now returned!
At the moment the sword was slashed, all the living beings who had returned from the Heaven-Devouring Realm were shocked. The luck of the Purple Green Kingdom transformed into a purple dragon, circling over the entire Heaven-Devouring Realm, and shrill wails were heard.

His body was directly cut in half!
Also broken into two halves was the chair representing the Emperor Ziqing in the palace of the Ziqing Kingdom!
It burst open!

Half of the imperial power and destiny was cut off, fell into nothingness, and flowed towards Nanhuangzhou!

In the air above the human imperial capital, Prince Ziqing looked pale and slowly raised his head.

"What a great ancient emperor of the first generation of Wanggu. It's worth it to fall into your plan."

"But your behavior also reveals your weakness. You...are old after all. The sky of Wanggu in the past does not belong to you, and the sky after that does not belong to you either."

"As for my brother, I'll give you half of the imperial power, but you have to keep it well. I'll take it away next time."

Zi Qing was silent for a few breaths, and his expression returned to normal. After speaking lightly, he withdrew his gaze from the distance at Nanhuang Island, and took one last look at the black fog that was about to completely dissipate.

Lift your feet, take a step, and walk towards the horizon.

It dissipated within a few steps, and when it reappeared, it was in the Heaven-Devouring Realm, inside the purple dragon of destiny that was cut in half and was wailing.

From this purple dragon of destiny, he reshaped himself into a new body, wearing the imperial robe and the imperial crown.

Amid the kneeling homage of countless returning citizens of the Ziqing Kingdom, amid the prostration of all ministers in the imperial palace, under the frenzy of all the candlelight, Prince Ziqing walked towards the palace, towards the cracked throne.

The moment he sat down there, voices of praise from the entire Purple and Green Kingdom rose up like a torrent.

"Congratulations to our emperor on ascending the throne!"

Moreover, in this boundless sound, the remnant face of the god in the sky opened its eyes towards the Heaven-Devouring Realm.

In his gaze, the Sky-Swallowing Realm roared, all living beings transformed, the heterogeneity was overwhelming, and the divine breath was endless.

A statue with a broken face stands in the square outside the palace.

This is the only one in the entire Wanggu Continent!
At this moment, a wave of divine presence appeared on Prince Ziqing's body.

Exploded!

Until, the peak of the divine platform!
After a long time, Ziqing chuckled, and the past events emerged in his mind.

“This way, the future will be more interesting.”

At the same time, on Nanhuang Continent, in the formation formed by hundreds of thousands of people with seven blood pupils, the Seventh Master, with a look of vicissitudes and an aura of eternity, unfolded his last method.

"Return!"

His words carry an inexplicable sense of ritual, shaking life and death and involving fate.

In an instant, the countless pieces of flesh and blood surrounding the silver man all rose into the air and headed straight towards the silver man.

These pieces of flesh and blood exude a terrifying aura that is beyond this world and beyond time.

That is... the flesh and blood of Shanghuang.

At this moment, they all merged into the silver man, and the entire silver man suddenly roared, gradually shrinking, and gradually the silver light turned into skin, until finally...

Became a body.

Looks exactly like Xu Qing!
But it is more complete and more transparent!
"Disciple, don't wake up yet!"

The Seventh Master's voice was hoarse and carried a hint of fatigue. It echoed in all directions and also fell into Xu Qing's ears.

After a few breaths, Xu Qing opened his eyes.

……

"The Tao is originally empty, and without the scriptures one cannot understand the Tao. The Tao is in the scriptures, and without a teacher one cannot understand its principles."

"The ancient emperor Xuanyou created a great cause, so our human race needs to pay homage to him."

"The sky and earth are dark yellow, carrying countless things, so our human race needs to bow three times."

"But the ancient emperor is so high up that he has never shown you any favor. The sea of ​​suffering of all living beings in heaven and earth has never saved you."

"Only the Master can reach heaven and earth. He has blessed you in this life and will guide you in the next life. He has done his best so that we can walk the great path together. Therefore, you need to bow nine times!"
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The story of the empress becoming a god, her return to the upper kingdom, and the various things that happened to the Seventh Master, this long plot is really difficult to write.

During this period, I adjusted my ideas several times and finally finished writing this major plot.

I have to think more carefully about the next plot. It will take me three days to perfect it before I can start writing.

See you Thursday.

(End of this chapter)