The moment Yun Zhan and the fifty children's talents coalesced, the Three Thousand Worlds trembled.
In every world, the sealed lands flickered with purple light.
Almost all the gods joined forces and set up multiple layers of seals once again.
Until all the spiritual energy in his body was drained.
But it still couldn't stop it.
When the first seal was broken, a dazzling purple light shot straight into the sky.
Then came the second, the third...
There are three thousand worlds, and each world is separated by barriers.
Unless Heaven intervenes, even a god cannot cross realms.
But at this moment, those dazzling purple lights ignored the barriers between worlds and directly converged and merged.
Finally, it forms a large "文" (wen) character.
All the cultivators in the Three Thousand Worlds looked up at the character "文" (wen).
At the ends of every world, in places shrouded in thick fog, some people look up at the character "文" (wen), their expressions unusually solemn.
Some even considered taking photos of it.
But before they could even make a move, the character "文" streaked across the sky like a shooting star.
They vanished without a trace in an instant.
Xinbei wrapped his arms around Yuxiang's slender waist, a deep unease appearing in his eyes.
"Ah Xiang, I always feel..."
"It's just that the seal has been broken. How easy is it to revive the literary path?" Yu Xiang interrupted, "Those inheritances have all been destroyed."
“What you said makes sense.” Xinbei nodded, but her brows were still furrowed tightly. “But I still feel uneasy.”
“If you’re worried, why don’t we go ask Lord Luo Qian?” Yu Xiang said.
"Hmm." Xinbei responded, and then with a wave of her hand, the two appeared in a white mist.
But for some reason, they both felt that the fog seemed a bit thinner today.
"You've arrived." A man's voice came from deep within the mist, extremely indifferent, as if devoid of any emotion.
"My lord, what about those strange phenomena just now..." Xinbei asked, bowing slightly.
"It's alright. You just need to focus on finding that lost world; I'll have others handle the rest," the man said calmly.
"Yes, sir." Xinbei bowed again.
"If there's nothing else, you may leave," the man said calmly.
"My lord, is it possible for literature to revive?" Yu Xiang asked directly.
"No," the man replied firmly. "As long as I am alive, there is absolutely no possibility of the revival of literature and art. Neither I nor they will allow it."
"Then Bei-ge and I can rest assured." Yu-xiang and Xin-bei exchanged a glance and both breathed a sigh of relief.
That great battle...
It's better not to mention it, because mentioning it only hurts my heart.
They outnumbered the cultivators of the literary path by a thousandfold, and mobilized almost all their power, even with the Heavenly Dao's full assistance, to barely manage to destroy the literary path's inheritance.
This led to Wen Dao being buried in the long river of history.
This demonstrates the strength of literature and morality.
After Shinbei and Yuxiang left, a man's face appeared in the mist.
Although the facial features are somewhat blurry, making them difficult to see clearly.
But it's not hard to tell that he's a handsome man.
His facial expression was stiff, like a stone.
This man was the Lord Luo Qian that Xinbei and Yuxiang had mentioned; he was the ruler of their world.
"The Way of Literature will never be revived," Luo Qian murmured.
However, the tone was no longer as confident as before, and it was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
"I will definitely find that lost world, inherit all of that great man's relics, and become the leader of the three thousand worlds," Luo Qian said, clenching her fingers.
But the next second, his expression turned one of utter agony.
The recent suppression of "Wen Dao" aggravated his old injuries.
I'll have to go into seclusion for a while now.
However, Yun Zhan disappeared without a trace, and it was rumored that the causal thread had been severed, causing frequent anomalies in the Three Thousand Worlds...
All of this points to that lost world.
He would regret it for the rest of his life if he missed the opportunity because of his injury.
Thinking of this, Luo Qian took a deep breath and then pulled a blue bead out of the thick fog.
Luo Qian stared at the bead for a long time.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and forcefully shoved it into his mouth.
The moment he swallowed the bead, the world they lived in began to collapse and flood, and chaos reigned everywhere.
"Lord Luo Qian, what happened?" Xin Bei and Yu Xiang rushed over immediately and asked anxiously.
"The Earth Core Pearl has been stolen." Luo Qian clenched her fingers and said coldly.
"It's been stolen?" Yu Xiang exclaimed in surprise.
"How is this possible?" Xinbei frowned, somewhat incredulous.
The Earth Core Pearl is the core of this world.
With Lord Luo Qian personally guarding it, how could it possibly be stolen?
It should be noted that in these three thousand worlds, there are not many who can be compared to Lord Luo Qian.
Moreover, if anyone were to steal the Earth Core Pearl, Lord Luo Qian would certainly not stand idly by and would definitely fight back fiercely.
They hadn't heard a sound at all.
This inevitably aroused his suspicion.
But……
Xinbei pursed her lips again.
Lord Luo Qian wouldn't lie to them about something so important.
After all, the loss of the Earth Core Pearl, although it has an impact on the entire world, has the greatest impact on Lord Luo Qian.
There is a 99% chance he will be demoted.
If he were to descend to that realm, it might take him tens of millions of years to recover.
"I was busy suppressing the resurgence of literature and was injured by the backlash. I was on guard, which is why that old bastard Cangwu took advantage of the situation," Luo Qian said coldly.
"It's Cangwu again." Yu Xiang's voice was somewhat sharp: "My lord, we can no longer keep such a menace."
If the Earth's Core Pearl is stolen, this world will definitely be downgraded.
It took them so many years of hard work to elevate this world to an advanced level.
I haven't even enjoyed it for a few days yet.
Therefore, she naturally harbored deep hatred for Cangwu at this moment.
But what's the use?
She was merely a deity, and could not possibly defeat Cangwu.
Or rather, Cangwu could crush her with a single finger.
After all, Cangwu is a celestial being.
Only Luo Qian and others, who are also gods, can stand against Cangwu.
Even among gods, there are differences in their levels of attainment.
Cangwu is among the best, capable of fighting against dozens or even hundreds of them alone.
Moreover, Cangwu was their adversary.
He refused to believe that the person was dead and searched for him everywhere like a madman.
But in fact, that person did die.
All the spirit pets around her died in that battle.
Otherwise, how could they have stood by and watched as Luo Qian and the other gods divided up all those divine powers?
Only that old codger Cangwu is still dreaming.
Because they were very clear about Cangwu's power and madness, Yuxiang and Xinbei had no doubts when Luo Qian pinned the blame on Cangwu.
“Cangwu has repeatedly thwarted our plans; we need to find a way to get rid of him completely,” Xinbei said, his eyes darting around.
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