The twelve saints are like the magic needle that stabilizes the sea, each guarding a piece of heaven and earth.
With their unconditional output of mana, the primitive world that was about to fall apart and return to chaos was finally able to stabilize its momentum of collapse.
The backflowing chaotic energy was blocked outside, the gushing magma was forcibly suppressed, and the raging floods in the four seas gradually subsided.
However.
There was no joy on the faces of all the saints, but instead they looked even more serious.
They could clearly feel that the vitality of this world was still rapidly fading away at an irreversible speed.
All they are doing now is just a temporary solution, trying to give this dying giant a last breath.
Above the sky, Yuanshi Tianzun held the Pangu Banner in his hand. Every time he waved it, he opened up a small world, temporarily resisting the erosion of chaos. However, his majestic face was now covered with gloom. He looked towards the east, where Taiqing was using the Tai Chi diagram to transform into a golden bridge to stabilize the universe.
Yuan Shi couldn't help but ask, "Brother, is there any way to save the situation now?"
On the golden bridge, Taiqing slowly opened his eyes and shook his head, saying, "It's difficult, too difficult."
"What Hongjun detonated was the origin of the Heavenly Dao, the foundation and core of this world."
"This move has already cut off all possibilities for the prehistoric world to repair itself."
"Even if we join forces to stabilize the earth, wind, water, and fire, we can only delay its complete collapse, but cannot fundamentally solve the problem."
Hearing this, all the saints felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.
In the southern sky, Nuwa was repairing the cracks in the sky with five-colored divine stones. Upon hearing this, her face was filled with sorrow: "Is this world really... hopeless?"
In Northern Julu Continent, Patriarch Tongtian slashed through the chaotic torrent with a single sword. Upon hearing Taiqing's words, he was furious: "Old thief Hongjun! He destroyed this world. What on earth did he want?"
"Brother! Is there really no way?"
Taiqing sighed and did not answer, but that silence said it all.
They are saints, the most powerful beings in this world, indestructible from all calamities and living as long as the heavens.
But everything they have is built on the foundation of the existence of the primitive world.
If the prehistoric world was really destroyed, these saints who relied on the prehistoric world to prove their truth would not perish, but their primordial spirits would be severely damaged, their strength would be greatly reduced, and it is not impossible that their realm would fall.
Hongjun's move is to drag all of them into the water!
Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi held the sword of destruction in his hand and roared to the heavens, "Damn Hongjun! Even if I chase him to the end of Primal Chaos, I will grind his bones to ashes!"
He had just ascended to the throne of sainthood, and the human race had just ushered in an era of prosperity unprecedented in all ages.
But in the blink of an eye, everything will come to nothing.
How could he accept this!
The other new saints also had ashen faces and were filled with boundless anger.
And just when everyone fell into despair and anger.
From the depths of the Nine Netherworld, the gentle voice of Empress Hou Tu was heard: "Everyone."
All the saints turned their divine thoughts towards Jiuyou.
The Queen Mother Hou Tu used her body to suppress the Six Paths of Samsara Disk, which was about to shatter. Her majestic figure radiated boundless divine light as she spoke, "Perhaps, the Martial Ancestor has a way to change all this."
Martial Ancestor!
Zhao Feng!
The moment these two words rang out, a glimmer of light rekindled in the eyes of all the saints, whether they were the Three Pure Ones or the new saint of the Great Qin.
yes!
How could they forget!
There is also the Great Qin Martial Ancestor who created countless miracles and even the Taoist Hongjun destroyed him with his own hands!
From the rise of the human race, to the unification of the three realms, to today's killing of the Taoist Ancestor, everything Zhao Feng did was beyond their imagination.
Perhaps, this time, he can also create a miracle!
Just as the saints were eagerly waiting, the space in the broken place of the origin of the Heavenly Dao fluctuated slightly.
A black figure quietly emerged.
Zhao Feng is back.
"Martial Ancestor!"
"Martial Ancestor is back!"
The saints were greatly encouraged.
Yuanshi Tianzun was the first to speak: "Martial Ancestor, is there any hope for this world?"
Zhao Feng did not answer immediately.
His gaze swept across Nuwa who was repairing the sky, Zhen Yuanzi who was suppressing the earth, and Hou Tu who had transformed herself into reincarnation.
Finally, Zhao Feng nodded gently: "Yes."
Just one word put the worries of all the saints at ease.
There is hope!
There is really hope!
Tongtian Patriarch was overjoyed and immediately asked, "Martial Ancestor, please tell me what the solution is. What do you need us to do? Just tell me!"
Zhao Feng raised his hand and clenched it into the air.
Buzz!
A gray, inconspicuous bead quietly appeared in his palm.
This treasure is too precious, so I didn’t dare to take it out casually before.
But now, he has reached the perfection of the Dao realm and is only one step away from entering the Heavenly Dao realm.
With his strength, he can completely protect himself and is not afraid of anyone having bad intentions.
The moment they saw this bead, the pupils of all the saints present suddenly shrank and their hearts were shocked!
Taiqing's peaceful and inaction-filled Dao heart, at this moment, actually stirred up a huge wave. He cried out in shock, "This... this is... the Chaos Treasure, the Chaos Pearl!"
boom!
Chaos Treasure!
It is of the same rank as the Axe of Creation and the Jade Disc of Creation, a supreme treasure that only exists in legends!
It actually... actually exists!
Moreover, it is in the hands of the Martial Ancestor in front of him!
At this moment, the looks of all the saints looking at Zhao Feng changed.
Holding the Chaos Treasure in his hand and possessing the terrifying cultivation level of the ninth level of the Dao Realm, how many cards does this Great Qin Martial Ancestor have hidden that they don't know about?
Zhao Feng didn't care about the shock of the saints.
He held the Chaos Pearl in his hand and said calmly, "There is another world within this pearl."
"I once used my strength to prove the truth and opened up a world within it. I call it the Qin Realm."
The words fell.
Zhao Feng snapped his fingers, and a stream of magic power entered the Chaos Pearl.
Buzz!
The Chaos Pearl trembled slightly, and a mysterious light curtain was projected from the pearl body, slowly unfolding in front of the saints.
Within the light curtain, what is presented is a vast world full of vitality and perfect laws.
“This…this…”
Looking at the scene on the light screen, the saints were once again deeply shocked.
Use strength to prove the truth and open up the world!
This is the supreme road that only Father Pangu walked on in the legend!
This Martial Ancestor has actually reached this point!
Zhao Feng retracted the light curtain, and his voice rang out again: "The origin of the Great Desolation has been shattered, the foundation has been broken, and destruction is only a matter of time."
"The only way to make Honghuang last forever is to completely integrate this broken world into my Qin Realm."
"Using the Qin Realm as the foundation, we will reshape the wild world and rebuild the universe!"
All the saints fell silent upon hearing this.
They looked at Zhao Feng, and at the Chaos Pearl in his hand that contained a world, their hearts were agitated and their minds were filled with thousands of thoughts.
This proposal is too shocking and too bold.
This is the only way to survive!
But at the same time, it is also a shackle.
Once the prehistoric world is integrated into the Qin territory, the Qin territory will inevitably be the main focus.
That means that these ancient saints will have to live under someone else's roof from now on.
From being the ruler of one world, he became a subject of another.
How huge is this gap for these saints who have long been accustomed to being high above and looking down on all living beings?
Especially Yuanshi Tianzun.
He sat upright on the shadow of Pangu Banner, his face as gloomy as water.
He is the authentic Pangu, the leader of the Chan sect, has always attached great importance to his status and is the most arrogant.
Forcing him to bow to a junior and integrate his own dojo and his own lineage into the other party's world is more painful than killing him.
Tongtian Sect Master also had a frown on his face, and the sword intent in his body was surging, showing his inner turmoil.
Although he is on good terms with Zhao Feng, he is also a genuine Pangu and has his own pride.
The two goddesses, Nuwa and Houtu, looked at each other with complicated expressions.
One of them is concerned about the human race, and the other has transformed into reincarnation, and is most deeply entangled with the cause and effect of this world.
Just as the saints hesitated, Zhao Qi spoke first, breaking the silence: "I have no objection."
He bowed to Zhao Feng with a solemn expression: "Your son, I wish to follow the Martial Ancestor and rebuild the world!"
Zhao Wu, Fuxi, Xuanyuan and the other six new saints of the Great Qin also expressed their stance in unison: "Your Majesty, we obey the order of the Martial Ancestor!"
They were originally ministers of the Great Qin, and their destiny was connected with the Holy Court of the Great Qin.
Zhao Feng's will is their will.
Their statements made the atmosphere in the field even more subtle.
The pressure fell on the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa and Houtu.
Zhao Feng did not urge them, but just looked at them calmly.
Although he controls the human and underground worlds, he can migrate the creatures of the ancient world to the Qin territory.
But the saint is deeply bound to the primitive world and cannot be moved away.
In order to accomplish such a heaven-defying feat, one must obtain the full support of all the saints, and no one can be missing.
He gave them the choice.
After a long moment, Hou Tu Niangniang spoke softly, "Martial Ancestor, if the Great Wilderness merges into the Qin Realm, can the countless souls trapped in the Nine Netherworld still be preserved?"
Zhao Feng looked at her and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty."
"There is also reincarnation within the Qin Realm."
"After the integration of the prehistoric underworld, it will only become more complete. Your Majesty will still be the master of the underworld reincarnation."
Upon hearing this, Empress Hou Tu no longer hesitated and nodded slightly to Zhao Feng: "Since this is the case, Hou Tu is willing to lend a helping hand to Wu Zu."
Seeing this, Nuwa sighed softly, "Well, as long as we can leave a glimmer of hope for the creatures of the prehistoric world, what does a small sacrifice mean?"
She agreed too.
Now, only the Three Pure Ones remain.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Taiqing.
Everyone understands.
The only one who can really make the decision is this senior brother of Xuanmen.
Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu also looked at their eldest brother, waiting for his decision.
Taiqing's gaze only swept across the devastated world.
for a long time.
Taiqing sighed deeply, "Pangu created the universe and transformed himself into all things, leading to the present-day chaos."
"We are all beneficiaries of Father God's legacy. How can we watch this world fall into oblivion?"
"I agree."
boom!
The moment Taiqing said these four words, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu were both shocked.
Yuanshi Tianzun opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
But in the end, it just turned into a helpless sigh.
He knew that the decision of the eldest brother was the final one.
Tongtian Sect Master smiled carefreely and said, "Hahaha! Since Senior Brother has agreed, what do I, Tongtian, have to fear?"
"It's just a different place to drink and practice sword fighting!"
"Martial Ancestor, if you need me to do anything, just let me know!"
So far.
All the saints in the prehistoric world reached a consensus.
Zhao Feng smiled upon seeing this. He bowed solemnly to the saints and said, "Thank you very much. Now that we have agreed, let's proceed without further delay."
To complete the fusion of the two realms, the shattered core of Primordial Desolation must first be completely stabilized. Otherwise, the slightest mistake during the fusion will lead to the disastrous consequence of the simultaneous collapse of both realms!"
"For this matter, we will rely on the saints."
Taiqing nodded slightly: "As it should be. My fellow disciples, please follow me."
After saying that.
He controlled the golden bridge and was the first to rush to the place where the origin of the Heavenly Dao was most severely damaged.
Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Jiaozhu, Nuwa and Houtu followed closely behind.
"We'll go and help too!"
Zhao Qi, Fuxi and the other seven new saints also turned into streams of light and rushed forward.
In the blink of an eye.
In this world, only Zhao Feng and his son Ying Zheng were left.
Ying Zheng stood on the Nine-Dragon Imperial Chariot, looking at the direction where the twelve saints left. There was an inexplicable brilliance flashing in his imperial eyes that looked down upon the world.
He spoke slowly, his voice tinged with emotion, "Feng'er, do you know why your father wants to unify the three realms?"
Zhao Feng looked at his father and said nothing.
Ying Zheng said to himself: "Since I ascended the throne, I have had a long-cherished wish."
"That is, let the Black Water Dragon Flag of the Great Qin be planted in every corner of the universe!"
"Let my people, wherever they go, be the center of the world!"
"Let this day never cover my eyes again!"
"Let this land no longer be able to bury my bones!"
"Today, this long-cherished wish is finally coming true."
He turned around and looked at Zhao Feng. His majestic face was full of pride and satisfaction. "And all this is because of you."
Zhao Feng looked at his father with mixed feelings in his heart.
He knows.
From today on, the entire prehistoric world will belong to Daqin.
And he himself will gain unimaginable benefits from this fusion.
Hongjun detonated the Heavenly Dao, causing great damage to the origin of the prehistoric world. However, under the powerful origin of the prehistoric world, the Qin Realm might be able to take this opportunity to break through in one fell swoop and be promoted to a lower-grade world.
And he himself may also be able to use the great power of this world's advancement to glimpse the supreme realm of heaven!
However, he also knew that it was still unknown to what extent Qin Jie could eventually advance.
Perhaps, it can only reach the level of the ultimate middle thousand worlds.
But no matter what, this is a sure-win deal for him.
Zhao Feng collected his thoughts and bowed to Ying Zheng: "Father, it's time for me to get ready."
Ying Zheng nodded slightly: "Go."
Zhao Feng did not delay any longer. He took a step forward and his figure disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, he appeared in the inner world of the Chaos Pearl, the Qin Realm.
This step is naturally extremely critical.
...(End of this chapter)
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