Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

The sacred land of the East Region!

The trial land of the West Region!

The land of the South Region!

The land of the demons of the North Region!

The immortal cultivators from all over the world were all discussing where the rosy clouds that suddenly covered the sky came from?

After confirming that this should not be the fifth time that the immortal gate appeared in the world, many immortal cultivators believed that the rosy clouds might be a sign that some kind of peerless treasure was about to appear in the world.

So countless immortal cultivators began to deduce the secrets of heaven, trying to find the specific source of the rosy clouds.

After all, for immortal cultivators, a real peerless treasure might be a chance to change the world and change their lives. Who would not want to get it?

But unlike the ecstasy of other immortal cultivators, Zhao Mu, who was in the sky above the ocean at this moment, had a solemn face.

"What a terrible rosy cloud!"

Zhao Mu looked up and stared at the rosy clouds that covered the sky, with deep fear in his eyes.

When other immortal cultivators saw the rosy clouds all over the sky, they could only feel a kind of great power of heaven and earth, and a kind of thriving vitality from it.

That's because other cultivators' realms are not high enough to touch the root of these rays of light.

But Zhao Mu is sure that any cultivator who has entered the realm of domination can feel the tyrannical aura hidden in the depths of the rays of light at this moment, which seems to be able to destroy the world.

Even Zhao Mu can feel that the heavenly way of the entire Zixu Continent has been shaken by the tyrannical aura.

A terrible will of destruction is spreading silently throughout the entire Zixu Continent.

"The source of these rays of light should be the Prophet Saint Emperor, right?"

"Under normal circumstances, when the gods in the world prove their way, they will shake the way of heaven, but that is only to complete the final perception of the way they have cultivated!"

"It is to make their own way surpass other great ways, which is the so-called one way suppressing ten thousand ways!"

"That kind of shaking of the way of heaven will not lead to the emergence of the will of destruction."

"But now why is there such a terrible will of destruction in the rays of light created by the Prophet Saint Emperor?"

"Old man, how exactly are you going to prove your way?"

Zhao Mu's expression was extremely solemn. He raised his hand and took out four or five large teleportation talismans from the storage ring.

He had foreseen that there might be a terrible change in the world next.

So he didn't want to waste time. He must return to the Hanhai Continent in the shortest time, otherwise this demon god clone might not be saved.

Zhao Mu crushed a large teleportation talisman, and the whole person suddenly disappeared in the space fluctuations.

At the same time, the rosy clouds that covered the sky and sun over the Zixu Continent became more and more dense, and finally became as thick as water.

The terrifying will of destruction in the rosy clouds also became stronger, so that even ordinary cultivators who did not need to be in the master realm could feel the inner depression.

This feeling of depression made the cultivators who fantasized about treasure hunting suddenly wake up.

Everyone has realized that the rosy clouds that covered the sky and sun may not bring any rare treasures, but...disasters!

The Demon God's clone is already powerful, and with the blessing of the Great Teleportation Talisman, the speed of movement is amazing.

It didn't take long for him to arrive at the Hanhai Continent, and then he flew in directly through the outer layer of the formation defense.

And at the moment when the Demon God's clone entered the Hanhai Continent, an extremely huge figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the Zixu Continent.

It was a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged in the void.

"Look who that old man is?"

"What an amazing aura, what is the strength of this old man, is he a quasi-god?"

"Are you an idiot? Can a quasi-god have such a terrifying aura? This person must be a master!"

"Master? I don't think there is such a master in the world today?"

"Wait, don't you think this old man looks familiar?"

"Have you seen him?"

"Not really, but I have seen a record about powerful people in history in the sect's library, and one of them is about the Prophet Saint Emperor, and the portrait in it is exactly the same as this old man."

"Prophet Saint Emperor? I seem to have heard of this name. He should be the master of the same era as Wanyu Taoist, Beiyu Mingzun, and Cangmingzi, right?"

"No, the Prophet Saint Emperor appeared in an era earlier than Wanyu Taoist and Beiyu Mingzun."

"But those masters should have disappeared in history long ago, so why is this Prophet Saint Emperor still alive?"

"The most important thing is that the rosy clouds that cover the sky and the sun should be related to the Prophet Saint Emperor. What on earth does he want to do by making such a big fuss?"

The immortal cultivators talked about it, and they all had a bad premonition in their hearts.

At this time, the Prophet Saint Emperor sat high on the rosy clouds, and his aura was connected with the infinite rosy clouds, as if he had merged with the whole world.

The next moment, all the rosy clouds seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, and began to gather in the middle from all directions, and continuously poured into the Prophet Saint Emperor's body.

And as more and more rosy clouds poured in, the aura of the Prophet Saint Emperor began to become more and more mysterious.

So much so that in the eyes of countless immortal cultivators, there appeared an illusion that the Prophet Saint Emperor was the way of heaven, which was very strange.

But the changes in the world did not end there.

At the moment when the rosy clouds that covered the sky and the sun all poured into the body of the Prophet Saint Emperor, the space shook violently.

It was not a certain place or a certain area that was shaking, but the space of the entire Zixu Continent was shaking, as if it was about to break.

The four great domains!

The endless wasteland!

The central death demon domain!

Whether it was a cultivator or a mortal, whether it was a fierce spirit or a demon, everyone could clearly feel that everything around them was shaking.

This feeling was as if the space around him had turned into a series of mirrors connected together, and at this moment there was some terrible force that was constantly shaking the mirrors and trying to destroy them.

"What is going on?"

A brave cultivator tried to reach out and touch the space in front of him.

With his cultivation, it was impossible for him to touch the space.

But at this moment, he clearly felt that he had indeed touched something invisible.

The next moment, the space where he touched cracked, forming a strange portal.

The appearance of this portal seemed to trigger a chain reaction, and then the second portal appeared next to it, followed by the third... the tenth... the fiftieth... the 300th... the 2000th... the 10000th...

The densely packed portals spread rapidly in all directions, as if a plague was spreading.

It didn't take long before the entire sky and earth of the Zixu Continent was covered by endless portals.

Everyone looked at the portals around them in shock.

Behind these portals, there was a dark void filled with strong emotions, just like another world.