Mythological origins

"That's right."

"So, you are actually fighting for the right to define the history of Daochen Realm, and the winner decides which historical line can be revealed.

Which history will become the real history depends only on who wins the final victory..."

"It is really the winner who decides history... I remembered a saying of you humans, history is a little girl who can be dressed up by anyone. You are not only dressing up, you are simply pinching your face, and even your gender can be changed..."

"... I... gradually... understood everything." When Isis said this, she suddenly showed a weird smile.

The corners of her mouth began to rise continuously, and they rose more and more, gradually becoming distorted.

The skin even seemed to be cut by a pair of scissors, and it automatically split along the smile at the corner of her mouth, and the opening reached the corner of the eye in a blink of an eye.

An overly deformed and distorted, creepy big mouth naturally appeared on her face.

Looking into the cracked mouth, there were dozens of layers of densely packed sharp teeth, which did not look like the structure of a normal creature at all.

Her clothes also burst at the same time, turning into insects flying all over the sky.

Yes, it was an insect, not a butterfly.

Unfortunately, there were no smooth jade arms under the flying insects, nor were they knotted muscles, but a bunch of crazy expanding tentacles.

The beautiful girl, who was originally ten meters tall, turned her body into endless tentacles and pieces of meat, spreading all over the Demon God Temple, dyeing the Demon God Temple into a terrifying hell of flesh and blood.

Except for the wall with the white ink picture, all other places were instantly covered with flesh and blood.

In this comparison, the figure of Bai Mo on the wall picture was the most normal thing for human aesthetics at the scene.

As the flesh and blood city continued to extend outward, the repulsive force from the world became stronger and stronger, and a powerful force was slowly sending her away.

Because Isis had figured out the ins and outs of the matter, she was leaving the chessboard now.

She knew that if she didn't obey and insisted on fighting against the plane power of the Yuanyang Realm, it would not be difficult for her, as the original body of the Dao Zun, to burst this world whose status was only equivalent to that of an ordinary true immortal.

But when it comes to the higher-level struggle, Isis really doesn't want to get involved anymore. The Yuanyang Realm is obviously the main battlefield of the two powerful men.

Especially after she woke up and saw the current situation of her two old opponents, she, who had recovered her true body and strength, just wanted to jump out of the chessboard as soon as possible and get out of the matter.

...

"The God has revealed his true body and is about to ascend to the upper realm!"

"Farewell to the God!"

Outside the Demon God Temple, a large number of fanatical low-level demons seemed to be unable to see that the ground under their feet had turned into a mass of flesh and blood.

They watched the demon god enshrined in the Demon God Temple ascend with the most pious eyes.

Some even knelt three times and kowtowed nine times like the human race, with a fanatical look on their faces.

As for the outer circle of the Heavenly Demon incarnations equivalent to the level of the God of Transformation, they looked at the original body of the Demon God with a complicated expression.

The original body of the Heavenly Demon was forced to make an agreement with the strong human race a few days ago that it could not come out in less than two hundred years, and now it can only walk in the flesh and blood incarnation.

The celestial demons felt something was wrong. The environment around the Demon God Temple seemed a little different from usual. They always felt uncomfortable, but they couldn't tell what the problem was.

Isis released her unconscious power and was originally prepared to contaminate all the demons into her followers. Later, she gave up the idea after thinking about it.

She didn't touch anything in the Daochen Realm. What if she got involved in some karma and was dragged back to amnesia... A group of demons that were only equivalent to the fourth or fifth level at most were not even cannon fodder in her hands.

Just as Isis ascended and left, somewhere in the Yuanyang Realm, Han Yu, who was searching for treasure in a secret realm with several Taoist friends, and Lin Fan, who accidentally walked into a cave of the ancestors, felt a chill inexplicably.     It seemed that a powerful existence with hostility looked at them from a very far distance.

The two of them were on guard, but did not find any problems.

…

Although the mortals in Nanyazhou were collectively kept in captivity under the command of the four major sects, this did not have much impact on the cultivators, especially the independent cultivators.

Everyone still killed people and robbed treasures, and explored caves.

The world of mortals was originally very separated from the world of cultivators. Without mortals, except for a few demon cultivators who needed a lot of lives to cultivate, everyone else could do what they should do.

Adventures, treasure hunting, killing, auctions, cultivation, every daily life in the cultivation world, there is no need for mortals to exist, they can't even be a backdrop.

…

"Why didn't the two of them wake up like me?" Before leaving Daochen Realm, Isis asked Bai Mo a question.

When she invaded Daochen Realm, she encountered two Daozun interceptions, but now these two Daozun are still trapped in reincarnation again and again and can't get out.

"Because you are not from the Daochen Realm, you are an alien."

"..."

"It's just one level short, is it necessary to this extent?" Isis was puzzled.

She and the other two Daozun were at least eighth-level beings, and they were involved in the aftermath of the ninth-level battle. They were only one level short, but they even lost their self?

"Do you know how many times you have reincarnated?"

"I don't know..." Although I found myself, Isis really didn't have the memory of the reincarnations.

"Sixty-five times."

"..."

"No matter who wins or loses between me and it, you will both wake up in the end, and retain the memory of two world lines. For you, it may just be a long, long dream."

"What about you?"

"If I lose, I will lose everything and become part of the Heavenly Dao. The world I become after death will be enough to double the size of the Daochen Immortal Realm."

"If I die, you may have a better future." Bai Mo smiled, as if he was not talking about his own business.

Isis led the Zerg to invade the Daochen Realm, just to obtain the Purple and Blue Spirit Machine and compete for resources.

If Bai Mo died, the Daochen Realm could more than double in size, and the output of the Purple and Blue Spirit Machine would also increase.

Not only that, a brand new, never-developed immortal world, how much resources and wealth does it represent... I'm afraid even the Dao Zun can hardly imagine it.

"The Daochen Realm has an entire fairyland, and I'm afraid that the small number of small cultivators below will not be a big deal."

"So it seems that the Daochen Realm is not a good place for heaven, and his death is the best outcome for everyone?" Isis thought to herself, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.

"But you won."

"The winner is not a winner, and the loser is not a loser."

PY book, "The Fairy City of the Common People"