Rebuilding Terra

Michel, this legendary being with extraordinary divine power, was standing proudly between heaven and earth at this moment. His figure was as straight as a pine tree, exuding a powerful aura that made people's heart palpitate. His eyes were deep and firm, as if they contained endless star power, making people dare not look directly at him.

Opposite Michelle was the equally powerful enemy - Tongtian. Tongtian's figure was like a towering mountain, exuding a chilling sense of oppression. His eyes flashed with a strange light, as if it could penetrate people's hearts and make people shudder. The momentum of the two sides collided like a surging tide, and the whole world trembled. The air seemed to solidify, making it difficult to breathe. Every collision of breath was like a thunder, shaking the surrounding space with ripples.

Not far from the fierce battle, in the sealed land, Ozma noticed the battle outside. There was a cunning light in his evil eyes, and he was secretly calculating in his heart. Ozma has been trapped in this seal for a long time, and he is always looking for opportunities to break through. Now, the battle outside gave him hope. He began to tempt Michel: "Let me out, let me fight with you, and fight the enemy together. Together, we will be able to defeat Tongtian." Ozma's voice was full of temptation, as if it could penetrate people's souls. However, Michel was fully focused on the battle with Tongtian and ignored Ozma's temptation. He had only one belief in his heart, that is, to defeat the powerful enemy in front of him and protect the peace of the world.

The battle became more intense. Michelle and Tongtian's power kept colliding, the light was shining, and the aftermath was overflowing. Every collision was like a falling star, bursting with amazing energy. The surrounding mountains and rivers collapsed and shattered under the impact of this powerful force. In the sky, colorful lights intertwined together, forming a gorgeous and terrifying picture.

Ozma was overjoyed to see that Michelle had no time to take care of him. He realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he began to try his best to break the seal. In the past, it was Michelle who stopped him from breaking the seal, but now Michelle was tied up in the war and could not split himself. Ozma's power continued to impact the seal, and cracks began to appear on the seal, as if it could be broken at any time. As Ozma's power continued to increase, the cracks on the seal became more and more numerous and larger. The entire seal began to tremble violently, as if it could collapse at any time.

Just when Ozma was about to successfully break through the seal, a powerful figure descended like lightning. Kazan, the brother who once fought side by side with Ozma, now used the power of ghosts and gods to continue to seal Ozma. Kazan's figure was like a god descending from heaven, exuding a majestic and sacred aura. His eyes were full of determination and resoluteness, without the slightest hesitation. Ozma's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. He didn't understand why his former brother would seal him.

"Kazan, why are you doing this? We used to be brothers!" Ozma asked. His voice was full of anger and confusion. However, Kazan did not answer him, but continued to consolidate the seal silently. His eyes were firm, without the slightest wavering. Kazan knew Ozma's evil, and if he was allowed to break the seal, the whole world would be plunged into disaster. He couldn't let this happen, even when facing his former brother, he had to make the right choice.

Ozma was filled with an indescribable sadness when he saw his brother coming to consolidate the seal. His eyes were filled with disappointment and pain. The brotherhood they once had seemed so fragile and vulnerable at this moment. In the end, he sadly gave up on breaking the seal.

"I wonder how long you can seal me." Ozma's voice was filled with resentment and resentment. His eyes flashed with an evil light, as if he was secretly swearing that one day, he would break the seal again and make the whole world submit to him.

Kazan looked at Ozma, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew that the brotherhood between them had been broken, but for the sake of world peace, he had to do this. He sighed silently and turned to look at the battlefield between Michelle and Tongtian.

Although Michel was distracted by the seal of Ozma and was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, his strength should not be underestimated. Although Tongtian displayed the extremely powerful Zhuxian Sword Formation, he could only barely maintain his undefeated situation and could not win. The two sides were in a stalemate, and every collision of power made the heaven and earth tremble.

The gods in heaven watched this fierce battle with great anxiety. They knew the importance of Tongtian. If Tongtian lost, it would be a heavy blow to the heaven. Therefore, some gods advocated to help Tongtian defeat Michel. However, just when they were ready to move, Bai Ze of the demon tribe stood up and firmly opposed it.

Bai Ze, a wise man of the demon clan, exudes a mysterious aura. His eyes are as deep as the abyss, as if he can see through the mysteries of everything in the world. "Michel is a hero, he should be righteous. He must have his reasons for stopping us from fighting Ozma, but people just can't understand it yet." Bai Ze's voice is steady and powerful, echoing in the air.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused an uproar. The gods in heaven looked at each other with dissatisfaction. "Bai Ze, how can you be so partial to Michel? He is an enemy of Tongtian, which means he is an enemy of heaven." A god general in heaven said angrily.

Bai Ze shook his head slightly, his expression calm. "It's not partiality, but rational judgment. Michel's strength is obvious to all. If he really has evil intentions, why would he go to such great lengths to seal Ozma? We have all seen Ozma's evil. Michel's actions must have a deeper meaning."

As Bai Ze insisted, the demon tribe and the heaven fell into a fierce debate. The demon tribe believed that they should trust Michel and wait for him to solve the mystery, while the heaven believed that Michel was a threat and must be eradicated as soon as possible. Both sides insisted on their own opinions and refused to give in.

Amid the clamor of debate, the situation on the battlefield remained tense. The battle between Michelle and Tongtian seemed endless, and every clash was terrifying. Michelle's divine power was like a surging river, endless; Tongtian's Zhuxian sword formation was like a sharp sword, with cold light overflowing.

At this time, a young demon warrior stood up. His name was Yanyu, and he possessed the power of blazing fire. "Lord Bai Ze is right. We cannot easily judge whether Michel is good or evil. Since he has the courage to face Ozma, he must have something extraordinary. We should give him a chance to explain." Yanyu's words were full of passion, which moved many demons.

However, the gods in heaven did not agree. "Humph, what does a young boy know? Michelle is our enemy since he is against Tongtian. We cannot just sit back and watch." An old man in heaven snorted.