Just as Ling Yun had thought.
He repeatedly apologized to show his sincerity.
The frost on Xuan Qingzi's face slowly dissipated, and he said coldly.
"Lingyun".
"Seeing how sincere you are, I'll give you another chance."
As they were talking.
Xuan Qingzi didn't hesitate either, pointing with his finger.
"Buzz!"
A deep, dark portal slowly opened before Ling Yun...
"Go in!"
Xuan Qingzi's gaze fell on Ling Yun, and he said calmly.
Ling Yun: "......"
Ling Yun looked at the portal that seemed to devour people without mercy, feeling a thousand times unwilling.
But how can you catch tiger cubs without entering the tiger's den?
Even if Ling Yun was unwilling, he still needed to find out the truth.
"Yes, sir!"
Ling Yun gritted his teeth and finally stepped forward, disappearing into the portal.
Upon seeing this.
A smile involuntarily appeared on Xuan Qingzi's face.
After Lingyun entered this portal.
Apart from the first generation of the rulers.
The other Epoch Lords have already gathered inside.
As for where the first ruler of the era is...
With this thought in mind.
Xuan Qingzi waved his sleeve.
A figure emitting green light appeared on the ground.
If it's not Yang Mei, then who is it?
Xuan Qingzi looked at Yang Mei and said in a low voice.
"Yang Mei".
"Do you really think I don't know you are the reincarnation of the First Era Lord?"
Otherwise.
Why should I go to such great lengths to cultivate you?
"Hehehehehe..."
Xuan Qingzi chuckled repeatedly, then grabbed Yang Mei and led her into the doorway...
Now, all the rulers of the Hongmeng eras are complete.
So next, it's time to revive the master...
With this thought in mind.
Xuan Qingzi's face revealed a deep longing.
He had been waiting for this day for far too long...
However.
Xuan Qingzi didn't notice a faint light flashing at Yang Mei's waist...
......
Let's turn our attention back to Ling Yun.
After Ling Yun reluctantly entered the portal, he immediately saw a huge blood-red altar.
At the very top of the crimson altar was enshrined a seemingly ordinary, hunched old man.
In the center of the crimson altar was a pool of blood that stretched as far as the eye could see.
Seven figures, each exuding the aura of a half-step transcendent realm, sat around the blood pool.
I felt this scene.
Ling Yun's heart stirred.
If he guessed correctly,
These seven figures should be the masters of the second and eighth eras of the Primordial Chaos.
As for why there was no First Era Lord...
It is a rumor originating from Hongmeng.
Rumor has it that the first era of Hongmeng faced the greatest danger.
The First Era's Lord sacrificed his own life for the sake of all living beings in the primordial chaos, thus securing victory for the era.
It's perfectly normal that the First Era's ruler is not present...
In contrast.
The crimson altar, the hunched old man, the blood pool—everything in this place seemed so eerie...
In Lingyun's perception.
Although the seven Epoch Lords were weakened, they were still alive...
With this thought in mind.
Ling Yun didn't hesitate and said in a deep voice.
"Shouldn't you seniors be the masters of the primordial eras?"
"May I ask you seniors, what exactly is Xuan Qingzi doing?"
Ling Yun's voice echoed throughout the land.
Upon hearing this...
The rulers of each era slowly opened their eyes, their faces filled with exhaustion.
An Epoch Lord dressed in a Taoist robe showed a sorrowful expression and sighed.
"You must be the ruler of the ninth era, right?"
"Time flies so fast, the Ninth Era has ended so quickly..."
"It seems our time to die is drawing near."
Speaking of which...
The Lord of the Era, dressed in a Taoist robe, suddenly showed resentment on his face and said coldly.
"As for what Xuan Qingzi intends to do?"
"Ha! Of course he wants to resurrect his dead master!"
"Starting from the first era of Hongmeng."
"The so-called transcendence of the era is all a conspiracy by Xuan Qingzi."
“Whenever an era transcends, he will harvest it as a fruit.”
"All living beings in the primordial chaos were directly merged into his blood pool."
"As for the Lord of the Era, he is used as energy to continuously maintain the operation of this formation..."
"......"
This epoch-making master dressed in a Taoist robe is naturally the founder of the Taoist world, and also the second-generation epoch-making master of the third generation of Hongmeng, Dao Lao Er.
Unlike the carefree old Taoist priests who lived in the land where the Tao was passed down.
At this moment, Dao Lao Er looked exhausted and desperate.
It is evident.
Over these countless years.
What kind of torment did Dao Lao Er go through?
As Dao Lao Er continued his narration...
Ling Yun finally understood what Xuan Qingzi's conspiracy was...
turn out to be.
The so-called Hongmeng Era was all a scheme by Xuan Qingzi to resurrect his master.
Whenever a new era's ruler leads all living beings through countless hardships to overcome a great calamity, he becomes a ripe fruit to be harvested by Xuan Qingzi.
Imagine it.
How terrified and desperate these epoch masters and all living beings must have been when they learned the truth about the transcendence of the epochs.
In a certain Journey to the West world.
Some beings went through countless hardships to ascend to immortality, and eventually became heavenly soldiers who besieged Sun Wukong.
And within the primordial chaos.
The countless beings of the primordial chaos endured immense suffering to survive the eons of calamity, only to become nourishment for Xuan Qingzi's resurrection of his master...
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