With the last calm sound, the sea of ​​clouds quieted down, and the Great Demon Emperor Zhenwu walked over. The armor of the Great Emperor Gou Chen was all shattered, and his aura seemed to be dissipating. He looked at the back of the Great Emperor Zhenwu. The existence of the Supreme Lord was extremely terrifying and extremely powerful. Just a thought could trigger a vast scene that could be described as a natural disaster.

A single thought can cause thousands of stars to fall, or it can make hundreds of thousands of divine weapons rise up and shatter the light of the stars of all things. This body is so strong that the vitality is naturally boundless and powerful. It will never die easily. At this moment, if Gou Chen is willing, he can leave or make a comeback.

But he just smiled slightly, stood up slowly, and the injuries on his body were healed under the domineering and powerful power of Yu Zun who could control everything.

As the Royal Lord.

Deny death and annihilation!

Even if the world is destroyed or a disaster occurs at the beginning of an era, it cannot deprive me of my life.

As he raised his right hand, the ancient spear circled again, broke through the void, and fell into his hand. The crack on it was healed as the blood flowed.

The sound of flames and the clashing of metal seemed to ring in my ears again.

This body is an ancient weapon!

The Great Emperor Gou Chen slowly leaned forward, holding his true body spear diagonally in his right hand. The stream of light transformed from his supreme battle armor dissipated. He exhaled, his eyes fixed on the opponent who seemed to be off guard, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly -

A peaceful alliance and a pacified chaotic world are not what I wish for!

When fighting!

When the battle begins!

When wars and bloodshed are set off, weapons exist for disputes, fights, and battles. I was born here, grew up here, and was named here.

Of your own accord.

"Zhenwu **demon, be careful!"

Gou Chen suddenly burst into laughter.

He clenched his weapon tightly, and immediately burst out with all his might and strength. This moment was different from the previous battles with Hou Tu. At this moment, it was a battle of all forces. The murderous aura of Gou Chen rose into the sky, and immediately his whole body, mind, and body turned into one move, and he stabbed forward fiercely with brutality and murderous force.

At the moment when they were giving their all in the fight, the Zhenwu Demon suddenly turned around and swept his sword fiercely.

The previous solemn and majestic voice disappeared in an instant.

Only the sword light was bright and then slowly dissipated.

The sword in Qi Wuhuo's hand, which was made of innate purple energy and imperial energy, slowly shattered, and Gou Chen's last breath was cut off. One of the Four Imperial Gods, the Great Emperor Gou Chen who was in charge of weapons, froze in his final charge, his eyes fixed on the enemy, and the weapon in his hand, the ancient spear that represented his true body, slowly shattered.

I am a divine weapon, born with a natural tendency to conflict.

Born here, thrive here, and should——

Died here.

The spear slowly broke into pieces, and the broken parts that fell down turned into powder. At the end of its existence, Gou Chen, who was still attacking and fighting, met his end. The purple sword that had been condensed from beginning to end had proved that Zhenwu **Devil had already been preparing for the final end long ago.

"Goodbye, Gou Chen."

The Zhenwu **demon's eyes were cold, the sword light dissipated, and he turned around. His brocade battle robe fluttered and flowed, and when it fell, his armor, scales, shoulders, and waist all naturally dispersed and turned into streams of light. In front of the Lingxiao Palace, the immortals and gods saw a Taoist walking around in a black casual suit inside and a wide-sleeved long robe outside, with a jade crown and hair tied up.

Behind him is the dead Gouchen, the dispersing sea of ​​clouds, and the endless starlight that is gradually dispersing.

The Taoist in the ink-colored robe walked calmly through the Lingxiao Palace and the crowd of immortals. His sleeves were neat and tidy, without a single wrinkle or ripple. He was silent and motionless, just like he was back then. He said in a calm tone:

"Gou Chen has been executed."

These five words.

It was enough to silence all the gods and immortals, and to establish his reputation as the number one war god in heaven.

All the gods and immortals breathed a sigh of relief and all bowed their hands without reciting any names.

That's all.

Only the True Martial Demon and the Jade Emperor stand here.

…

The Three Pure Ones suddenly left, and then the Great Emperor Gou Chen, who had originally sealed himself in the Heaven Beyond Heaven, suddenly broke out from his realm, carrying boundless murderous intent, and rushed over with great force. At this time, the Three Pure Ones were not there, and the rest of the Four Emperors were not in Heaven. The tragic situation in Heaven that was originally thought to be faced was different because of the existence of one person.

Zhenwu defeated the demon and killed Gou Chen!

From then on, among the Four Emperors, the name of Emperor Gou Chen was obliterated, and his prestige fueled the legend of Emperor Zhenwu. Even though it has not been directly announced, the entire six realms have already tacitly accepted it. In the sky, this Emperor Zhenwu is likely to ascend to the highest position and replace Gou Chen as the emperor of the heaven.

Although the Northern Emperor is gone, the Heavenly Realm is still suppressed by the Great Emperor Zhenwu.

Therefore, all four directions are peaceful.

More than a month later, the aftermath of the Gou Chen Rebellion had been quelled. The Heaven Realm had a new God of War to suppress it. The Zhenwu Palace teamed up with the Exorcist Institute and the Thunder Department with great efficiency and wiped out the entire Gou Chen remnant in one go.

And for the first time, all the gods and immortals saw the Arctic Exorcism House in full force.

Still the same sentence.

In the past, he was a deity who judged those who committed serious crimes.

So we need evidence and investigation.

This time it was a draw.

Just go ahead and do it!

In the mortal world, Queen Wa was protected by Queen Hou Tu and avoided disasters and dangers. The world was peaceful. Qi Wuhuo defeated the evil spirit of Gou Chen with the fire of stars during the battle and avoided the big cities in the world. As for the other places where the aftermath of the sword energy dissipated, various schools of thought tried to remove it, so there was no harm in the world.

The four seas are protected by a great-level ancient blue dragon, and there are several great saints in the land of all spirits, so there is no obstacle.

…

The world·Jinzhou City·Lianyang Temple of Louguan Taoism.

[Master Yin] seemed to have completely calmed down. He was just instructing Yang Jian and the Dragon Girl to teach each other moves and spar with each other. He seemed to be in a very good mood. On the roof of the Lianyang Temple of Louguan Dao, Zhuang Zhou rested his arms behind his head, looked at the rolling clouds in the sky, and said, "It's really a good day..."

"It's best to go to bed now."

"So, old man, instead of sleeping in the sky, you come down to disturb my sleep. You are committing a heinous crime." He looked to the side, where the Kunpeng Laojun, who had previously displayed the posture of Kunpeng, flying wildly and rapidly at an extraordinary speed that made Zhuang Zhou vomit, was sitting.

However, the old man at this time was clearly not as arrogant as when they met before, nor was he as spoiled and high-spirited as he was at that time. Instead, he was like the withered lotus leaves in the pond that had been beaten by rain and blown away by wind. He really was like an old man, with a look of disorder and gloom.

Her hair, which had been tied up with a black wooden hairpin, had lost its color and was messy, and she smelled of alcohol.

Hearing this, he smiled bitterly, but said nothing. He sighed, picked up the gourd and shook it, tilted his neck back, and poured the wine into his mouth. Zhuang Zhou, however, snatched the wine pot with a smile, tossed the wine pot in his hand, free and unrestrained, tilted his neck back, picked up the wine pot and poured it out. The wine turned into a line of water and fell into his throat.

He actually drank up all of Kunpeng Laojun's fine wine, then raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, casually threw the heavy gourd wine pot into Laojun's arms, and said with a smile: "What happened? Why are you so unhappy?"

Laojun was surprised and thought that this lazy Taoist priest had changed his personality and learned how to comfort people?

Just as he was about to say something, he saw the Taoist in black robes smiling and saying:

"You might as well say it out loud and make me happy."

The corner of Laojun's mouth twitched, and he immediately strangled the emotion. By the way, he also wanted to "strangle" the lazy Taoist to death and beat him up severely. However, after taking a look at Master Yin, who was wearing a gray robe, standing with his hands behind his back, with a handsome face but a calm and peaceful aura, Laojun gave up this tempting idea.

【Master Yin】 was originally at the limit of the Emperor rank, but now that he had left the South Pole Eternal Heaven and left the identities of the Lord of Heaven and the Ministry of Fire, his aura had undergone some changes, faintly giving Laojun a sense of grandeur and righteousness, and it seemed that he was on the path to the Great Rank.

However, the lazy Taoist's interruption and teasing did dissipate the worries that had been accumulating in Laojun's heart. He held up the wine jug and said, "I have indeed encountered something..." After a pause, there was a trace of fear and terror in Laojun's eyes, as if he had returned to the time more than a month ago.

That brief confrontation almost swept across the entire thirty-six days.

When he used the power of the Royal Lord to display his great magical powers and shook down the stars in the sky, the Great Emperor Zhenwu Zhentian stood in the void. At that time, countless stars and infinite light surrounded him. He was wearing ink-colored armor, holding a sword in one hand, with his battle robe fluttering. He had an indifferent temperament, and in a trance, it seemed as if the noble god had returned to the six realms.

At that moment, Laojun understood.

Where is the returning god?

Where is there any god who is not only unscathed, but also greatly improved in power, and can see the Three Pure Ones without being interfered with? Even the Xuanmen Da Daojun and Qingwei Tianzun, who are passed down by the Three Pure Ones, are subordinates of the god?

The Zhenwu **demon is the Taiyi God!

After realizing this, after the great melancholy, he was immediately struck by infinite panic - because that person knew Kunpeng's own identity very clearly, and now that person is recognized by the heaven as the strongest god of war, perhaps only second to the North Pole Ziwei Emperor.

If they really wanted to settle accounts, there would not have been a need for the grand confrontation with the Great Emperor Gou Chen that day.

If just a few of them fell on me, I would be gone.

He immediately sighed and said to Zhuang Zhou: "I met an ancient being. I always thought he had returned, but later I suddenly found that the ancient being I thought was was just another person pretending to be him. What do you think I should do?"

"I sometimes wonder which existence transformed me into the current [him]."

"Or is it that [he] is the one who possesses that person's existence?"

"Who is who?"

Zhuang Zhou looked at the old man in front of him, smiled and said, "Let me tell you a story."

"When I was young, I was the laziest..."

Laojun replied: "You are the same now."

Zhuang Zhou laughed and said proudly, "That's true. Life is like a boat. Going with the wind is also a direction, isn't it? When my teacher taught me to practice, I always felt it was tedious. So I thought, if I could turn into a butterfly, wouldn't I be able to avoid such painful practice?"

"So I was thinking, maybe, could it be that I am actually a butterfly?"

"Practice is just a dream of a butterfly like me."

Laojun seemed to understand something.

Zhuang Zhou smiled and said, "Whether it was Zhuang Zhou who turned into a butterfly, or the butterfly turned into Zhuang Zhou in a dream, it doesn't matter. They are all [me]. Whether it was the Great Emperor Zhenwu who turned into that ancient being, or the ancient being who was reincarnated as the Great Emperor Zhenwu, they are actually the same, at least for you, the same."

? !!!!

Laojun was struck by lightning, his body suddenly stiffened: "What are you doing!!!"

Zhuang Zhou's eyes suddenly widened, he came closer and said, "Ah? It really is the Great Emperor Zhenwu?!"

"Zhou was just thinking that the most recent major event was the matter of the Great Emperor Zhenwu, so he was thinking about whether there would be any gains before digging a few hoes. Really?!"

"Tell me, old man, you and I are close friends."

"You can't hide it from me!"

Laojun looked at the Taoist in black robe in front of him, and saw the brightness in his eyes, as if he was an old woman at the entrance of the village seeing a young man returning home. For a moment, he didn't know which one was the real Zhuang Zhou, this Zhuang Zhou or the Zhuang Zhou who was free and calm, as if he had seen through everything just now.

This guy Zhuang Zhou played dumb in a very subtle and appropriate way.

It was stuck right at the threshold that made Laojun doubt whether he knew it or not.

Seeing that Zhuang Zhou was about to come up, he quickly gave up Zhuang Zhou and said hastily: "You guessed wrong, you guessed wrong! Let's go, you drank my wine today, I'm not interested anymore!"

The old man flew away on a cloud, and the old man's voice came from afar: "I will come to find you one day."

Zhuang Zhou stood with his hands behind his back, standing on the tile roof with fish-scale patterns, with his hands behind his back, smiling freely and calmly, with his own demeanor. He shook his head and was about to say something.

But he missed the step.

He slid down from the roof of the hall again, crashing down, and was caught by Master Yin. The Taoist turned pale and complimented him, "Master is still amazing!"

Yang Jian asked curiously, "Master Zhuang Zhou, why don't you use your magic power?"

Zhuang Zhou thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Because if you use the magic power, you will be bound by it. Only when you don't use it, you will not be controlled. You should take advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth and control the debate of the six qi, so that you can travel in the infinite and be in harmony with the Tao...ah!!!"

[Master Yin] let go of his hand, and Zhuang Zhou fell to the ground again.

He fell flat on his face.

[Master Yin] said calmly, “Don’t learn it.”

Yang Jian was a good boy, he nodded and agreed, but when practicing, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Is what Senior Zhuang Zhou said wrong?"

The seemingly invincible [Master Yin] was silent for a moment, and said calmly:

"No."

"It's too high."

Yang Jian was stunned: "Too high..."

…

But Laojun rode the clouds all the way back to Zhenwu Temple. He saw the emperor in front of the clouds wearing ordinary clothes and looking peaceful. He paused in his heart, feeling uneasy. He stepped forward to salute and gritted his teeth, saying, "Laojun, I greet the god."

The title of the respected god is Taiyi.

Kunpeng saw the great emperor lower his eyes and nodded slightly as a response.

The tension in his heart, the fear and worry in his heart, all disappeared in an instant, and he felt that the clouds and fog in front of him had cleared up, and everything became clear. From then on, Kunpeng was about to leave, and only Laojun was left. He said respectfully: "The Emperor is here..."

Qi Wuhuo said: "Wait for the guests to come back."

"Guest, are you back?"

Laojun was surprised. He didn't feel anything until this time. He subconsciously raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see several figures approaching quickly. They seemed to be still fighting with each other, emitting extremely strong power. They had actually reached the realm of the Lord. Laojun's pupils suddenly contracted, and the movement of stroking his beard froze, but he recognized the person who came.

"This is!!"

"The Great Emperor Ziwei, the Great Emperor Changsheng, and the Emperor Xi?!"

"They're back?!"

They seemed to be still fighting each other, the collision caused ripples and waves, and the aftermath had already attracted the attention of the immortals and gods. One battle lasted for several months, and no one knew where they were. During this period, the Tianshu Court rebellion occurred, the judicial officer died, the blood river dried up, the Buddha Kingdom was conferred, and after Gou Chen was killed...

The Great Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole, the Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole, and the Great Emperor Fuxi of Taiji.

Finally back!