In the deepest part of the abyss, in endless chaos.
A darkness deeper than the abyss and more disordered than chaos is quietly spreading.
It has no boundaries, no form, just pure existence, devouring all concepts and distorting all rules.
In the very center of this darkness, a faint golden light bloomed.
It is not hot, not dazzling, but it reveals an eternal and timeless meaning.
What was strange was that next to the golden light, there was an illusory, blurry figure sitting quietly.
He obviously doesn't belong here, he seems out of place and his presence is very strong!
......
As the golden light flowed, a grand yet chaotic idea was transmitted in the void.
"Aren't you going to take action?"
This thought sometimes sounds like the devout prayers of hundreds of millions of believers, sacred and solemn.
Sometimes it sounds like the filthy whispers of countless demons, blasphemous and crazy.
It sounded like a newborn baby crying, or a rotten monster wailing.
Anyone below the level of Wuxian will instantly go crazy and lose their mind if they hear or see anything like it.
But the illusory figure did not move at all, completely unaffected.
"Hei, no need to test me, I won't attack."
The figure spoke, but it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, or an old or young person, and there was no emotion in it.
The golden light suddenly shrank and then suddenly expanded.
This time, he no longer used his mind, but instead shook the void, causing the ripples in space to make sounds.
“Hahaha~hahaha~”
"As a martial ancestor respected by mankind, you don't care about their lives?"
“~Hahahaha~”
"If humans heard what you said, what would they think?"
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, 'Martial Ancestor' is the nickname I gave you. How about it, isn't it domineering?"
"~Haha~ Do you like it? Do you like it? Hahaha~"
Boom boom boom boom boom——!
With His wild laughter, chaos completely boiled over.
Space is like fragile glass, constantly shattering and then strangely reorganizing.
Violent energy explosions occur every minute and every second.
The tearing and destruction caused by the laughter was even more powerful than the self-detonation of Blood Ancestor and Blood Curse.
Or rather, it is even worse than that.
But that illusory figure remained as steady as Mount Tai amidst the endless cycle of birth, death and collapse.
Even his vague outline did not waver at all.
......
Wait until Jin Mang has laughed enough and calmed down.
When the chaos returned to its original state, the rupture and destruction in space gradually subsided.
The illusory figure then spoke in a tone that seemed to have remained unchanged for eternity.
"Hei, your people broke the rules first. Isn't it time to honor our bet?"
"Don't worry, don't worry~"
The golden light twisted slightly, revealing a mischievous look of a naughty child.
"It's still early, wanna chat?"
The illusory figure, or rather, the "that" gentleman that Yun Heng mentioned, who was ranked first on the Chinese Martial Immortals List and the founder of the Qi and Blood Martial Arts, asked back without any emotion.
"What do you want to talk about?"
......
The idea of "black" spreads, and excitement is contained in it.
"I'm curious, who are you?"
“…”
The illusory figure did not answer.
"Hei" didn't care and started to speculate on his own.
"Are you Yuanshi Tianzun?"
Then, He himself was the first to deny this speculation.
"No, no, no, you are not Yuanshi Tianzun. Yuanshi Tianzun should be 'Chu'."
"Oh, that's my guess, but...it's pretty close."
His thoughts were lifted up.
"Then are you Lingbao Tianzun?"
After saying this, the high spirits turned into loss.
"No, that's not right. Lingbao has been polluted by human nature."
"If it were him, and his own sect was oppressed and humiliated like this, he would have rushed over and slapped Yongye and Beiku to death. How could he be so cold and indifferent like you?"
The golden light flickered.
"Wait, maybe, you're pretending something?"
He continued to speculate, but denied it again.
"No, no, that's not right. The spiritual treasure died completely back then. Even if some of it remained and recovered some of its strength, it couldn't be as strong as you."
"So...are you the Jade Emperor?"
The desire to explore "black" is getting stronger and stronger.
But the illusory figure remained silent.
He didn't care, and the chaotic thoughts continued to surge endlessly.
"Tsk, even the Jade Emperor can't do that."
"He opposed this and that back then, and was too involved. He died more thoroughly than Lingbao."
Having said this, golden light suddenly bloomed, stirring the void.
A space quietly "bulged" and, like a human finger, gently poked the arm of the illusory figure.
The idea of "black" was so detached that it seemed as if the previous topic had been forgotten.
Instead, it carried a hint of impatience and a desire to share.
"Hey, Wu Zu, you know what, I think I figured out who 'Tian' is!"
The phantom finally showed some reaction.
He turned his head slightly, and his illusory and empty "face" faced the golden light.
"Who is it?"
Hei couldn't help but smile, "Tell me who you are, and I'll tell you who Tian is."
The phantom did not respond directly, but instead brought up something seemingly unrelated.
"When Lingshan fell, the Bodhisattva still survived, but why..."
Before he could finish his words, the golden light shook violently and rushed to speak.
"The 'sky' part might be that old bastard God!"
The shadow nodded and no longer mentioned the matter of Lingshan.
He had no reaction to the news and was as calm as a deep pool.
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