Prehistoric: Starting from the Mediation of Creation

Luo Zu suddenly felt an extreme sense of emptiness. He had lost the Great Dao, he was no longer in harmony with the Great Dao of existence, and he could no longer sense any other Great Daos.

It was as if he had returned to the extremely pure material world of the past. The extraordinary had gone away from him, the spiritual energy no longer existed, the immortal arts were no longer there, not to mention the great principles and wonders, all of which were no longer there.

He became mortal.

No, he suddenly realized that the heavens in his own sea of ​​heart had not disappeared because of this, because there was a little golden light blooming in it, lighting up the sea of ​​heart and supporting the heavens in the sea of ​​heart.

The Dharma has been burned, the Tao has sunk, the extraordinary is no longer there, the immortals and saints no longer exist, but the little bit of immortal golden nature in Luo Zu's heart is releasing this difference at this moment.

It seemed that He could evolve all the incredible things, create spiritual energy, transform it into all the laws of the Tao, and make the extraordinary between heaven and earth boil again.

But, in the end, Luo Zu felt that he had the will but not the strength. He had too little immortal gold essence. Although the little he had could support the heart sea and the heavens, it could not support the entire prehistoric world, let alone the numerous immortals and gods in it.

It would be impossible for him to do it alone.

However, this kind of emptiness only lasted for less than a moment. If Luo Zu was not a Golden Immortal, he might not have been able to sense this "slight" abnormality.

But what followed was a feeling of restlessness that lasted for an hour and a half.

This heat spread from the Great Dao, filling Luo Zu's innate divine and demonic body, his primordial spirit, and even his true soul.

There is nowhere to hide and it cannot be avoided.

Its duration was beyond Luo Zu's expectations, as if the entire prehistoric world was about to be burned.

What is the situation?

Luo Zu was very puzzled.

But then there is no need for anyone to interpret it.

Because above the vast sky, a sun that covers the entire sky is selflessly radiating its light and heat.

This time the essence of the sun and the moon is really an excess.

And it's a lethal dose.

However, there is no possibility of refining these essences of the sun and the moon. Even a golden immortal like Luo Zu cannot use the energy in them for his own benefit.

In the end, he could only let the essence of the sun and the moon be applied to his body like a branding iron and a heating rod, destroying his flesh, his soul and his true spirit. Everything about him seemed to be turned into charcoal in the next moment.

what on earth is it?

What kind of changes happened in the prehistoric times?

Could it be that the ten days suddenly disappeared?

Or is this just the aftermath of the battle between Dong Wanggong and Donghuang Taiyi?

Luo Zu had no idea what was going on, and at this moment he could only silently bear the impact of this incident.

He focused all his confused thoughts caused by this incident on the immortal golden nature above the sea of ​​​​heart.

At the same time, his unique primordial spirit in the ancient world sent down a little bit of clear and ethereal "spiritual energy" particles.

These "spiritual energy" particles are extremely pure, without any energy mixed in, but at this moment they can actually dissolve the high concentration of sun and moon essence that pierced Luo Zu's soul, absorb the energy in it, and then re-transmit it into the primordial spirit world.

Luo Zu didn't expect there was such a method, but these "spiritual energy" particles could not fall into the ancient world. He felt that if he did so, great terror would probably befall him.

But he couldn't do this, but he could secretly dissolve the essence of the sun and the moon that flowed into his heart.

Although the essence of the sun and the moon after being filtered by the "spiritual energy" particles of the primordial spirit world still contained high-concentration energy, it was no longer as terrifying as before. Therefore, Luo Zu put it into the heavens in his own sea of ​​​​heart and stored it in the sun of the 162 square heavens.

And through this incident, the heart sea and all the heavens were protected.

But after observing at this time, he found that although the hearts and seas were also filled with these high-concentration and high-energy essences of the sun and the moon, they did not cause any impact on the creatures therein. Only the "old-school" Xuanxian had some feelings, but they were not as seen by Luo Zu.

Perhaps it was because ordinary creatures could not contain the high-energy and highly concentrated essence of the sun and the moon, and that was why they escaped the disaster.

Luo Zu then raised his head again and looked towards the sky.

The vast sun that covered the entire ancient sky, and countless pieces of information flooded into his mind.

This flood of information was even greater than the Dao information he passively gained on a daily basis... tens of millions of times more. Under such an impact, he felt as if he was about to experience another Dao internal calamity.

Moreover, he was becoming more and more confused at this moment and really couldn't understand what was going on.

He quickly lowered his head, restrained his own perception, and stopped thinking about or remembering any information about the big sun in the sky, so as to avoid being "found" by it and then being infused with a flood of information.

And in just a moment, the amount of information that Luo Zu had acquired from the Avenue of Existence for three thousand years poured into his mind.

Fortunately, Luo Zu cultivated 36,000 soul brains in his sea of ​​​​heart, and the number increased at a rate of one every three years. However, 33,000 of them have not been activated. Under the impact of this flood of information, Luo Zu was forced to activate 3,000 soul brains in advance to carry this flood of information.

Fortunately, Luo Zu upgraded his Zhenqi brain to a Yuanshen brain, otherwise his mind would have been shocked and collapsed.

Dangdang! !

Luo Zucai took in the flood of information and just breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly three loud bell sounds rang in his ears.

This time, the Chaos Bell actually rang.

But this is not the end. After the bell rang, Luo Zu's view was blocked by a towering tree.

It is a towering tree in the true sense. The fiery red leaves are like big suns hanging between the branches, covering the sky and blocking the vast sun that blocks out the sky. The trunk is even more blazing with flames, penetrating the sky and the earth, as if burning through the ancient world.

Luo Zu could even take this opportunity to catch his breath and look "down" from the land pierced by the towering tree. It had penetrated the earth and directly reached the legendary sea of ​​blood at the bottom of the earth.

"Dong Wanggong, you are so brave!!"

This piercing through the earth also awakened the ancestor of the Styx who was sleeping in the sea of ​​blood. The ancestor of the Styx was so furious that he was ready to stir up huge waves in the sea of ​​blood and overturn the towering tree that dared to pierce the sea of ​​blood.

But as soon as the noise started, a red gourd fell from the sky and landed into the sea of ​​blood.

Upon seeing this, the old man of the Styx was even more shocked, and then the sea of ​​blood quickly shrank and disappeared at the bottom of the world.

The gourd jumped slightly and then disappeared.

These were but minor episodes in this great upheaval. At this time, the giant tree that blocked out the sky and the sun had already taken on the heavy responsibility of supporting the heaven and earth on the top of Mount Buzhou.

At this moment, Luo Zu could only stare at the scene in amazement.

"Ancient Fusang Tree?!"

Luo Zu had already known its name from the information emanating from the towering tree.

But what's the use of knowing the name? He can only watch quietly in Kunlun Mountain.

The battle between the Immortal Sect and the Heavenly Court has reached its most brutal moment. The King of the East summoned all the ancient Fusang trees, and Dong Huang was forced out of the "darkness" and stepped onto the stage to fight face to face with the King of the East.

Apparently, the King of the East was extremely angered by the incident in the East China Sea when the Grand Prince Jinwu pretended to be the King of the East, so he didn't care and rushed to the Heavenly Palace to settle the matter with the King of the East.

It is said that Luo Zu had not expected that the Immortal Sect would fight with the Demon Clan and the Heavenly Court to such an extent, and the Witch Clan did not even get involved, just sitting on the sidelines and watching the fight between dragons and tigers.

If the Immortal Sect and the Heavenly Court continue to fight like this, I'm afraid both sides will suffer losses and go their separate ways, and in the end the Witch Clan will gain the advantage for nothing.

But now the situation has come to this point, and neither side can back down unless someone comes out to negotiate peace, but who has the ability to do so?

It was just the saints, but they were obviously too lazy to move at the moment, and they didn't care about the big noise caused by their fight.

Dangdang! !

The bell rang again throughout the wilderness.

At the first sound, all the fiery red leaves on the towering trees disappeared.

At the second sound, towering trees rose from the ground.

With the third sound, the towering tree collapsed.

All the anger was vented, and all the means to cover the sky and the sun disappeared.

"What a great Chaos Bell!"

Duke Dong shouted, and then a plain flag unfolded beside him.