Somewhere in the land of origin, on a floating continent spanning thousands of miles.
Cao Ya stepped out of the tomb-like cave and stood in mid-air, gazing into the distance. He sensed numerous auras and constant battles, with spells surging and divine light piercing through the primordial energy, revealing the immense power of those individuals.
“Hong Yi, you have defeated many people and written books, finally becoming ‘Master Yi.’ The things in the tomb of the philosophers are specially left for you by the philosophers of the Middle Ages. If you obtain them, you will surely reach even greater heights. Those people, however, absolutely do not want to see them. Therefore, using you as bait will surely attract those experts into the tomb of the philosophers. At that time, I will activate the great formation outside… Then, our plan will have a great chance of being realized.” Cao Ya transmitted his voice to Hong Yi.
Meanwhile, inside the Hall of Saints, Hong Yi listened, nodded, and smiled:
"That's true. Moreover, those people who followed the lineage of the Hundred Schools of Thought, including Xu Yi and Meng Shenji, certainly had their own ideas."
"In addition, a group of Yang God thoughts were suppressed in the tomb of the philosophers, such as Tang Hailong, Fang Yuan, and Li Feiyu. They also had to enter the tomb to receive the teachings and skills from their respective Yang Gods and to achieve their ultimate goal: to avenge the philosophers of the Middle Ages."
"At that time, although the place of origin is vast, apart from the cemetery of the philosophers, there will probably be no life in other places."
On the vast continent, Cao Ya laughed:
"Before entering the tomb of the philosophers, those people must have plundered the land of origin, taking possession of many rare resources, refining them into their bodies, and enhancing their strength."
"After a series of bloody battles, only the most skilled fighters who survive will be able to participate in the final showdown."
Hong Yi nodded and said:
"I heard from God King Gou Li that the Immortal God King and the others seem to have been ambushed by someone. I guess it was Yang Pan and the others. Perhaps Fang Yuan, Tang Hailong, and Li Feiyu were also involved. I just don't know if Xu Wuyi and Xu Yi got involved."
"Never mind, none of that matters anymore."
"If Yang Pan and the others obtain the flesh and blood of the Immortal God King, the head of the ancient God Kings and the 'Child of the Dao,' their cultivation will greatly improve and their strength will leap forward."
“I’ve decided that I also want to go and get a piece of the pie. The flesh and blood of the ‘Child of the Dao’ is probably even more mysterious than the shattering of the vacuum.”
"Moreover, this can help Gou Li, the God-King, to see if he can break through the limits of heaven and earth and attain the ability to shatter the void."
Upon hearing this, Cao Ya offered a word of advice:
"The Daoist of Creation is not like the Emperor of Longevity; he is not in the tombs of the philosophers. Be careful."
Hong Yi said:
"The Daoist of Creation should be nurturing Hong Xuanji; he won't act so easily. His struggle with the Emperor of Longevity and the ancient philosophers will surely not be resolved until the very end."
"However, even if he appears, I am not afraid. With the Temple of Saints and the Immortal Monument in hand, they are about to be promoted to the level of the King of Divine Artifacts, which is equivalent to your Five Elements Immortal Robe."
"I'm also looking forward to testing the power of the Creation Daoist."
As Hong Yi spoke, he seemed quite eager to try.
After entering the Land of Origin, they obtained all sorts of rare and precious materials, and the grade of the Temple of Saints began to rise. It was no longer an ordinary divine artifact, and it was only half a step away from becoming the King of Divine Artifacts.
The Immortal Monument is the king of divine artifacts forged by the Eternal Emperor. There are five in total, and Hong Yi already has four. He only needs one more to possess this king of divine artifacts.
Moreover, Hong Yi himself is a powerful being capable of shattering the vacuum, and with the assistance of Gou Li God King, who is comparable to shattering the vacuum, he is not afraid even of the Creation Daoist.
This isn't arrogance, but rather a genuine sense of confidence.
As one of the five great god-kings, Gou Li had a mysterious connection to the life and death of the other god-kings.
At that moment, she realized that the Immortal God King was about to die.
"Hong Yi, let's hurry over there. If we're too late, we might not get anything," Gou Li God King urged.
"Hmm." Hong Yi nodded, activated the Temple of Saints, tore through the void, and followed the senses of the God King Gou Li, heading in a certain direction.
The Immortal God-King is the head of the five ancient God-Kings and is known as the "Son of the Dao." It is no exaggeration to say that his identity is the most unique one in history.
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However, the once strongest God-King is now on the verge of death, restricted and suppressed by a projection of the Creation Daoist. Hong Xuanji, on the other hand, has learned the Creation Daoist's "Primordial Parasitic Technique" and is activating this ancient technique, transforming into countless Primordial Insects to parasitize the Immortal God-King, devour his flesh and memories, and inherit his spirituality and knowledge.
"Ah..." The Immortal God King howled in pain, as if his body was being sucked dry by millions of lice at the same time, making it difficult for him to die.
In addition to physical pain, the mental anguish is even more pronounced.
As the "Son of the Dao," the Immortal God-King should have ruled the universe and governed all races, yet he ultimately met such an end.
"I'm not reconciled!!!"
"I am the true 'Child of the Great Dao'!"
The Immortal God King roared, but he was unable to shake off Hong Xuanji's parasitism.
There was nothing they could do; the Daoist of Creation was too terrifying. Even so, what appeared here was merely a projection.
"Hiss~~~" Tang Hailong, Fang Yuan, Li Feiyu and the others were all horrified when they saw the Immortal God King's miserable state, and they felt a chill run down their spines.
This "Primordial Parasitic Technique" is truly too abnormal.
No one wants to be parasitized and completely become nourishment for others.
"Hmm, who's here?" The projection of the Creation Daoist, which was suppressing the Immortal God King, suddenly raised an eyebrow, sensing something.
"The Daoist of Creation? Haha, perfect, let me see your power."
Boom!!!
A deafening roar suddenly echoed through the sky, and a huge hole was blasted open. Hong Yi's figure appeared in the void above, with a magnificent palace and a graceful female figure beside him.
"It's Hong Yi!" Everyone's expression changed.
"Establishing a child?!" the Daoist of Creation laughed. "You are the key figure in the deductions of the ancient philosophers. Let me see your abilities."
"As you wish!" Hong Yi shouted, and with a loud bang, he threw a punch that shattered the void, causing an explosion that spread across tens of thousands of miles.
Even Hong Xuanji, who was parasitizing the Immortal God King, was affected and almost failed.
“You unfilial son…” Hong Xuanji was furious.
"Today, you will all die!" Hong Yi said, not only targeting the projection of the Creation Daoist, but also including everyone else in his attack range.
This seems arrogant, but he has the confidence to back it up.
Gou Li, the God-King, also made a move to plunder the flesh and blood of the Immortal God-King, competing with Hong Xuanji.
"Yi Zi, you are far more arrogant than the philosophers of the Middle Ages." The Daoist of Creation sneered, raising his hand to retaliate, and a clash ensued between him and Hong Yi. In an instant, the void collapsed, the primordial true energy was destroyed, infinite Daoist techniques were revealed, and the divine sound of the Great Dao resounded throughout the heavens, piercing through the void.
This imposing aura undoubtedly terrified everyone, instilling a sense of fear in them.
"We must obtain the lineage and inheritance of the Holy Emperor and the Yang God, otherwise... in this great calamity, we will be nothing but ants!"
A roar was raging in everyone's hearts.
"We must... enter the cemetery of the philosophers!"
They became even more convinced of this belief.
Because many of the Yang spirits were suppressed within the tombs of the philosophers.
"Yes, it worked." Hong Yi noticed the emotions of those people and smiled inwardly.
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