Chapter 494 Heaven and Earth as a Tool
At the same time, He emanated from His neck a force that was no less powerful than the Breath of Mother Earth.
The power was chaotic and crazy, with a bloodthirsty desire to destroy everything. It was like a skull, coming out from the neck of the Lord of Light. It quickly became as big as the sky and the earth, and opened its mouth to bite the light shield.
The light shield was torn, revealing a huge crack.
Although the light shield was repairing quickly, the three Lords of Light had already rushed forward with a large number of gods and clansmen under their command.
With their speed, they can easily leave before the light shield is repaired.
The Lord of Light paused slightly, realizing that the Primordial Emperor was still seriously injured. Even if he personally used the imperial authority, his power would be much less than before.
However, even so, the emperor's majesty cannot be challenged.
The Lord of Light could not erase the shadow in his heart, and even though he was very unwilling, he decided to leave.
Although we were unable to kill another wave of descendants of the ancient gods this time, I think those we killed before should have been enough, right?
The Lord of Light quickened his pace, decided to leave without stopping.
But at this moment, a sense of crisis descended upon him, and it was as if he had received a revelation from heaven. The moment he sensed the crisis, he subconsciously sacrificed the plate of destiny.
The disk of destiny was suspended at the broken neck of the Lord of Light, like an ancient bronze mirror covered with cracks, about ten feet in diameter, with twisted chains of chaos wrapped around its edges.
The mirror reflected countless overlapping life wheels, each of which was engraved with dense soul symbols. Dark purple blood lines seeped out between the symbols, wriggling and entangled like living things.
Three pitch-black stars floated above the disk, representing "life", "death" and "disaster" respectively. The surface of the stars was bumpy and embedded with countless solidified blood beads, emitting a foul odor.
As the Lord of Light summoned this disk of destiny, it unleashed some of its power, and a bottomless crack appeared in the center of the mirror.
Countless tiny tentacles stretched out from the gap, and at the end of each tentacle was a human eyeball. The pupils of the eyeballs reflected the terrified scene of the descendants of the ancient gods before their death.
As the disk of destiny spun, black smoke seeped from the cracks in the mirror. The smoke condensed into countless distorted human faces, which screamed: "Return... Sacrifice..."
The entire disc exuded a sickeningly sweet smell, the smell of billions of souls refined into a paste.
"Chaos..." The ancient Titan was the first to shout out that name.
The powers of Chaos and Chaos Emperor are completely different.
Chaos is just a kind of "attribute influence", which is completely opposite to the divine realm. It is another kind of substance that will have a distorting effect on the soul and mind. The polluted person will have hallucinations, go crazy, and no longer be like himself.
The Chaos Emperor has the word "Chaos" in his name because he can transform chaos itself into laws.
His power did not originate from the disordered pollution of the source of chaos, but rather from taming the essence of chaos with supreme might. The primal energies surging on the edge of the divine realm, symbolizing destruction and rebirth, were forged into controllable chains of destiny in his hands.
His authority, the "Disc of Destiny", is the embodiment of this ability: the disk is engraved with tens of millions of intersecting destiny trajectories, each woven with chaotic energy. It can not only harvest the souls of all living beings and forcibly rewrite their destinies, but also tear apart the enemy's law domain with the appearance of "chaotic cause and effect".
Unlike the erosion of divine consciousness by ordinary chaos, the power of the Chaos Emperor is a kind of ordered chaos - he can cause the souls of gods who died in battle to repeatedly shatter and reassemble in reincarnation, never to be reborn; he can also cause a new race to suddenly fall into the turbulence of time when it rises, as if it had never existed.
The essence of this power is to elevate "chaos" from a disordered natural phenomenon into a controllable imperial law.
When the Chaos Emperor exercises his authority, countless rotating wheels of fate will emerge around his kingdom. Each wheel of fate devours the causal lines of different universes, refining the "possibilities" of mortals into energy for him to drive.
He can even forcibly reverse the logic of strength and weakness between the enemy and us in battle - turning the attacks of the dominant gods into energy that nourishes him, and allowing his ant-like followers to suddenly possess the power to kill gods. This power that goes against common sense is the ultimate embodiment of "chaos is order."
But all this was established before He was suppressed.
Now, deep in the disk, only the shadow of the Chaos Emperor pierced by chains can be vaguely seen.
Each of His fingers is entangled with the fate of countless races. Even though He is trapped under the abyss, He is still harvesting the "uncertain factors" in the universe through the disk of destiny, trying to piece together a way to break free from the shackles.
The Lord of Light received the "revelation of destiny" and made the most correct choice at the critical moment.
The fortune-telling disk that was sacrificed blocked the black lotus that suddenly appeared from the void.
The tentacles in the fortune disk wrapped around the petals of the black lotus. The two sides wrestled with each other, and the imperial power dissipated crazily. The wind and clouds surged between heaven and earth, and the entire divine realm was shaken.
This was the first confrontation between the two emperor-level powers in the million years since the fall of Emperor Taichu.
The terrifying power swept across the ancient divine realm, and the World Tree shook violently under the power.
The breath of Mother Earth suddenly shone brightly, and the light shield sprinkled golden dust like fine sand.
Wherever the dust touches, everything is silent, the wind and sand are still, and the World Tree slowly returns to its normal state.
The storm dissipated.
"It's Mother Earth!"
"Thank you, Mother Earth!"
The descendants of the ancient gods who had experienced life and death countless times bathed in this golden sand and knelt down in tears of gratitude.
“Crunch—”
A harsh sound came from the sky, and the faces of the descendants of the ancient gods changed as they stared intently.
The huge black lotus in the sky slowly rotated, and it actually cut off the tentacles on the fortune disk.
Wei Huan used all his strength to activate the reincarnation cycle, his face flushed red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Suppress it!"
Finally, the disk of destiny was pushed back little by little. At the same time, the Lord of Light and others were also pushed back little by little with expressions of horror.
The Lord of Light, realizing the crisis, shouted, "Emperor, save me!"
The shadow of the Chaos Emperor in the fortune-telling disk flickered, and tentacles continued to grow out of the cracks, trying to entangle the black lotus of reincarnation.
The speed of the black lotus's rotation slowed down again. Wei Huan's eyes were bleeding, and layers of overlapping divine patterns kept appearing on his body.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Soon it stacked up to more than 600 layers, and at the same time, the black lotus of reincarnation began to spin again, and more black tentacles were cut off and fell.
"Reincarnation..." In the disk of destiny, the Chaos Emperor roared angrily, and the imperial majesty surged out from the cracks in time and space, baring its fangs and claws at Wei Huan.
Wei Huan was now fearless and roared, "Give! Your soul! To! Me! Leave! It!"
As the words fell, the reincarnation channel opened wide, reaching the disk of destiny, and countless souls were sucked into the reincarnation.
The Chaos Emperor was furious. What's the difference between this and snatching food from someone else's mouth?!
"Human!! Wei Huan!!" He remembered Wei Huan's name firmly. A mere overlord actually dared to treat him like this and destroy his plans again and again.
He hated him so much!
However, Wei Huan is so shameless, since he can't "steal", he will just rob it openly and "suck it mouth to mouth" directly!
The soul is his!
He is the Lord of Death!
How dare you snatch a soul from right under his nose?! Have you asked him?
In this way, countless souls were sucked away from the disk of destiny. At that moment, the light emitted by the souls gathered together was so bright that even the masters could see it clearly.
"What is that!?" Suiren frowned in confusion.
The Titan Ancient God hesitated for a moment, then shouted angrily: "It is the soul of us, the descendants of the Ancient Gods!"
"What!?" Suiren cried angrily, "Damn the Lord of Light! So this is His ultimate goal! To plunder our souls for the sake of Chaos!!"
But what is reassuring is that everyone has seen that the cycle of reincarnation is snatching the souls in the disk of destiny. These souls have entered the cycle of reincarnation and will soon return to the arms of the ancient gods. At least they can all come back.
"Wei Huan, I'm here to help you!" Zhu She was the first to react. He knew that Wei Huan was still struggling to face the emperor level, so he offered his help.
After being reminded, the ancient gods Titan and Suiren also reacted and sent their power into the cycle of reincarnation.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
More tentacles were torn into pieces by the lotus petals and fell down.
The seemingly soft lotus petals were as sharp as divine weapons, and they hit the bronze plate directly. The "crunching" sound was like a devil's voice, and the terrifying mental attack echoed on the earth.
Fortunately, the breath of Mother Earth protected the descendants of the ancient gods, otherwise the aftermath of this imperial power struggle alone would have killed large numbers of descendants.
The plate of destiny was strong and unbreakable, but it could not withstand the joint suppression of Wei Huan and the three ancient gods. The group of the Lord of Light were pushed back again.
The Earth Mother will use her technique to bring heaven and earth together. Once completed, nothing will be able to invade. Even the plate of destiny will lose connection for a short time, and the Lord of Light will no longer be able to leave.
The Lord of Light knew what his fate would be if he was imprisoned here, and begged desperately: "Emperor, save me! Emperor, save me! I will collect souls for you, countless souls! I will slaughter the gods for you and will definitely rescue you. Please save me!"
The Chaos Emperor, who was far away in the "Abyss", was ultimately unable to give up this "tool man".
After absorbing all the soul power of the Lord of Darkness, he temporarily had no one available under his command. The newly born Lord could not even deal with a level five evil beast and was simply a waste.
After much hesitation, the Chaos Emperor finally took action, controlling the life disk from a distance and giving up the fight for the soul with the reincarnation.
Suddenly, the gate opened wide, and countless souls rushed into the reincarnation and escaped.
But at the same time, the destiny plate, no longer constrained by the soul, was operating at full capacity. The tentacles on the cracks secreted a sweet scent, and the eyeballs swayed to observe every uncertain factor. Finally, the fish that had slipped through the net of fate was found. The thread of fate was hooked, and at the last moment, it broke through the air and flew away.
The Lord of Light followed closely behind with his clan, breaking through the blockade of Mother Earth's Breath in one fell swoop and escaping.
He ran away without looking back.
Wei Huan wanted to chase her, but he was powerless.
He wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his eyes, thinking that even if he used the imperial power now and fought against the real emperor across the endless space, he would still have no advantage.
Fortunately, he managed to drive the Lord of Light away, and he worked hard to take back the souls of the ancient gods, which at least prevented the Lord of Light from achieving his goal and returning empty-handed.
What made Wei Huan even more fortunate was that he could use this method to fight against the emperor-level existence, allowing him to realize the gap between the two sides in advance and not act rashly.
Originally, after the incident here, he was planning to explore the bottom of the abyss to find out the situation of the Dark Clan and the Chaos Emperor.
He would definitely go there again now, but he would be infinitely more cautious to make sure he would not be caught by the Chaos Emperor.
A genocidal war finally came to an end after the Lord of Light escaped.
The ancient gods had no mood of victory when faced with their devastated homes. In grief, they sorted out the funeral affairs of their clansmen. The billions of lands burned by the white flames of the Lord of Light also required the intervention of the Lord-level.
For a long time, no one paid attention to Wei Huan.
Wei Huan did not show up on purpose, and the army of undead returned to the filthy world. He was no longer visible in their sight, and the ancient gods, in their chaos, almost forgot about him.
When the white flames were finally extinguished, Suiren wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked around, and asked doubtfully, "Where is the leader of the Guards?"
The ancient Titan said uncertainly, "He said he was going to see the Earth Mother."
Zhushe's voice suddenly rose an octave: "He went directly to see the Empress?" He sounded as if to say, "I haven't even seen the Empress, so why should he see her?"
Suirenshi reminded: "He is a great benefactor of our clan."
Zhushe's eyes showed recognition of this statement, but his mouth was always ready to argue: "We have guarded the reincarnation for him for millions of years."
Suiren shook his head and said, "The Lord of Light initiated the war and hunted the souls of my Ancient God Clan. It seems he did it to rescue the Great Chaos Emperor. Is Chaos mad? If he doesn't control reincarnation and touches souls, he will be affected by karma and karma. To escape imprisonment, he did this. My Ancient God Clan will never let him go. After I cure the Queen, we will come to him together to settle the score."
Upon hearing this, the Titan Ancient God said, "They've been crazy for a long time, a million years ago. If they weren't crazy, how could there be this million-year catastrophe?"
Suiren sighed deeply.
Only the candle snake was still looking in the direction of the Earth Mother, muttering, "When will the Earth Mother finish meeting that human and then meet us..."
Wei Huan was indeed meeting the Earth Mother at this moment.
After he sent back the breath of Mother Earth, the breath of Mother Earth was visibly improved a lot. At the same time, the quicksand-like incarnation of Mother Earth that he had seen last time was also standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile.
"Empress." Wei Huan bowed. He felt very close to the Earth Mother, as if he had seen a family member. He subconsciously relaxed.
The Earth Mother's clone nodded, then floated cross-legged two meters away, motioning Wei Huan to sit down. Then, she spoke softly, "Thank you for appearing and rescuing the Ancient Gods from their distress."
Wei Huan said, "Humans are also descendants of the Ancient Gods, as it should be. Moreover, for countless epochs, we and the Ancient Gods have mutually benefited each other, working together to combat injustices in the Divine Realm. If the Great Emperor were still alive, he would probably come personally. It was my limited strength that failed to stop the Lord of Light from striking ruthlessly, and countless descendants of my own race perished."
After saying this, Wei Huan paused and changed the subject: "I have been fighting with Chaos for souls. Now almost all the souls of the Ancient Gods are in my reincarnation. Does the Queen have any plans?"
The Earth Mother smiled the entire time, her eyes gentle, like a mother looking at a beloved child: "As they enter your reincarnation cycle, you can simply place them wherever they want. It is also a blessing that they can escape the control of the Heavenly Dao and cultivate and grow in your reincarnation cycle."
Wei Huan was puzzled: "If that's the case, why weren't the souls of the Ancient Gods in reincarnation when the Great Emperor was alive?"
The Earth Mother smiled and said, "Of course, it was because Heaven didn't allow it, so we abandoned this decision. Unexpectedly, this caused Heaven to be wary, which led to the events that followed."
Wei Huan's scalp tingled. He hadn't expected such a heaven-defying thing to be said just like that? Was it okay?
As his thoughts turned, he discovered that the area where the two of them were was flashing with a faint golden light. It turned out that the breath of Mother Earth had been unleashed at some point, and any conversation between the two would not be known to Heaven.
Wei Huan suddenly became bolder and asked directly, "You mean, you originally planned to send the souls of the ancient gods into reincarnation, but the Heavenly Dao found out and stopped you, which led to the subsequent disaster."
"This is one of the reasons. We, the great emperors, have the ability to defy the heavens. Although we don't have the intention to do so, it is a crime to possess the treasure." As she said this, the Earth Mother seemed to have thought of something. She looked into the void and sighed for a long time.
Wei Huan said, "I dare to ask your Majesty, what is this day?"
The Earth Mother woke up from her memories and looked at Wei Huan: "What do you think it is? What do you want?"
Wei Huan bluntly stated his guess: "Was this world created by a more advanced life form?"
"You should think of it as alive, so to speak." Mother Earth's fingertips gently stroked the void, and the outline of the universe emerged from the golden ripples. "But it's more like... the embodiment of a certain law. Just like you humans mold a vessel from clay, the Heavenly Dao is those hands, and we are the lines on the vessel. Brother Taichu once said that when the lines are deep enough, they will one day scratch the vessel and touch the mud outside."
Her voice suddenly deepened: "But outside the swamp, there may be hands holding mud."
Wei Huan's pupils shrank slightly. This metaphor far exceeded his understanding of "Heaven's Way".
He once thought that the Way of Heaven was a collection of supreme rules, but he never thought that there was a more macro "existence" above the rules.
Seeing through his shock, Earth Mother sighed, "Brother was the first to break the veins of the vessel." She looked toward the Lotus of Samsara. "He used his soul as a sword, severing the shackles of Samsara and the Way of Heaven. This is how you, the Undead, came into being—a group of 'free veins' unfettered by the Way of Heaven. But alas..." The ripples on her fingertips suddenly shattered. "The Way of Heaven will not tolerate cracks in the vessel, so it joined forces with the other Hands of Mud..."
The voice stopped abruptly, and the Earth Mother's clone began to become transparent.
Wei Huan was shocked to realize that the golden light of Mother Earth's Breath was rapidly converging. It was obvious that the severely injured Primordial Emperor could not maintain his imperial authority for too long.
"Remember, Wei Huan." The Earth Mother's voice became ethereal. "Reincarnation is the 'rift' that my brother left for this world, and you..." She finally looked deeply at the lotus of reincarnation between Wei Huan's eyebrows. "You are the wind that can expand the rift."
The moment the golden light completely dissipated, Wei Huan felt his palm sink. A jade slip engraved with ancient god runes was getting hot.
This was something left to him by the Earth Mother. Deep within the jade slip was sealed the lingering thoughts of the Great Emperor Taichu about "beyond the Way of Heaven."
When Wei Huan clenched the jade slip, the call of the ancient Titan god came from afar.
He looked back and saw three ancient god overlords walking on the scorched earth, followed by a blood-soaked winged ancient god - the man was holding a new seed of the World Tree, the shell of the seed still stained with the divine power that Wei Huan had sprinkled on it before.
"Leader of the Guards," the ancient Titan knelt on one knee, "We have reorganized our defenses. Once the Queen's injuries have healed, our clan will follow you to conquer the Kingdom of Light and seize the fortune-telling disk of the old Chaos villain!"
Wei Huan put the jade slip between his eyebrows, and the black shadow of the reincarnation lotus slowly unfolded behind him.
He looked at the space crack in the sky that had not yet completely healed, where the chaotic aura of the Destiny Disk still remained.
"Don't rush." He raised his hand and stroked the air. A portal connecting to Qiyuan Star was taking shape. "I need to return to the human home planet first. The next action must be carefully considered and planned. Don't act on impulse."
The azure outline of Qiyuan Star was reflected in the portal, and Wei Huan took a last look at the scarred ancient divine domain.
The new buds of the World Tree are breaking through the ground in the residual power of Mother Earth's Breath, and the tips of the buds are flickering with the same faint light as the Lotus of Samsara.
——This is a pause in the war, but it is also the sound of the beginning of a new order.
When the wind in the "crack" blows through every corner of the divine realm, perhaps one day, all the lines will understand: outside the vessel, there is an endless quagmire, and above the quagmire, there should be a light that illuminates eternity.
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In Wei Huan's world of ancient gods, a new round of storm is rising.
The gods, led by Dou Lin, were condensing new godhood within their perfect world. The eyes of Heaven could not gaze upon the lands covered by the imperial authority, and here, Dou Lin and his companions finally found a breakthrough for advancement.
First, there is the dark god, the God of Shadow, which Thor finally achieved.
Then there was another newcomer born on Qiyuan Star who became the God of Wood Growth. He should be the lower-level God of Wood whom Wei Huan killed on the battlefield of the Ancient God's Domain and successfully seized the throne.
The appearance of these two gods added a bit more to the perfection of Wei Huan's ancient world of gods.
This reminded Wei Huan of what Mother Earth said: Heaven and earth are tools and they are patterns. If the tools are complete and the patterns are beautiful, then they are perfect.
However, there was a crack in the world after all, which led to this disaster that even the emperor could not avoid.
But Wei Huan didn’t think it was Emperor Taichu’s fault. When you are tall enough but the cradle is too small, it is destined to be a battle for living space.
If the Way of Heaven were to be "perfect", He would not be able to keep the Great Emperor Taichu.
Wei Huan is feeling that sense of "perfection" through the world of ancient gods.
Especially when Dou Lin took the last step and became the master of space, Wei Huan felt very clearly that his "bottle" had taken shape with exquisite patterns, and was about to become a peerless famous weapon.
This sense of "completeness" is affecting his world of filth through reincarnation.
A large number of souls with true spirits appeared, and more lives similar to the undead appeared. They were bred from a large amount of death energy, and had the "pseudo-reincarnation" characteristics given by the power of reincarnation.
It is no longer a simple aggregate of energy, but has a life cycle similar to the birth, aging, sickness and death of ordinary people.
The Yellow Spring water in the filthy world began to ripple with golden and red colors, and the Lycoris radiata on the shore actually blossomed into two-colored flowers that embodied the laws of life and death. When the petals fell, some turned into armor for undead warriors, and the other part condensed into the cradle of newborn souls.
The quality of his dirty world has been greatly improved.
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