“Boom boom!”
Above the sky, the rolling dark clouds seemed to have suffered a great insult and roared even more angrily.
Endless thunder gathered in the clouds, and the pressure that suppressed everything was more than ten times stronger than before.
“Oh…Oh my god!”
"Ye Sheng... he is challenging the way of heaven!"
All the geniuses were stunned, and were silent and trembling under this divine power.
The laws of nature cannot be reversed!
This is an iron rule that no one has dared to break throughout the ages.
However, today, they witnessed with their own eyes a madman who dared to swing his sword towards the sky.
“clang!”
At this moment, the glazed sword that was quietly hovering beside Ye Chen made a clear sword sound.
It seemed as if responding to Ye Chen's fighting spirit.
The next moment, the glazed sword soared into the sky, carrying endless murderous intent, and collided violently with the supreme heavenly power that had suppressed the ages.
"Buzz!"
There was no earth-shattering roar, only a buzzing sound as if two universes were squeezing each other.
The next moment, the rolling dark cloud was torn open with a huge hole in the center by the Glazed Sword.
Dazzling light poured down from the crack, dispelling the darkness, but it brought with it a sense of desolation as if the end of the world was coming.
“Boom!”
From above the nine heavens, came a roar of extreme unwillingness.
In the end, the angry will was helpless, and the dark clouds could only slowly dissipate with reluctance.
Heaven and earth return to clarity and brightness.
However, the glazed sword did not return to Ye Chen.
Its light grew brighter, and it lightly streaked across the dispersing calamity clouds.
“Swish!”
This slight scratch tore a huge crack across the sky.
In the crack, there is no void turbulence, no space storm, only a long river flowing with countless light and shadow images.
That long river stretches across the sky, like a Milky Way spanning eternity, exuding a vast aura.
"This... this is... the long river of time!"
Zhuge Kong stared at the strange phenomenon in the sky, the Tianji disk in his hand spinning wildly, and shock was written all over his usually calm face.
"Only a Great Sage can manifest! Could it be that the person who made the move is a living ancient Great Sage?"
Zhuge Kong's voice was trembling.
Countless images flow rapidly in the long river and finally freeze.
It was an ancient and grand battlefield.
Ye Chen raised his head and his gaze fell on the long river, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Countless giants with green skin and evil aura are rushing forward madly. They are the evil gods that were feared in ancient times.
And opposite them are thousands and thousands of immortal monks.
"kill!"
"For the Immortal Realm! For the billions of lives behind us! Fight to the death!"
The monks in the immortal world roared loudly, and continued to fight, building lines of defense with their flesh and blood.
However, the evil gods are too powerful and too cruel.
They wantonly slaughtered the monks in the immortal world, treating their flesh, blood, and souls as the most delicious nourishment for cultivation, and wanted to turn the entire immortal world into a pasture for raising their livestock!
The scene changed.
Several towering figures appeared in the center of the battlefield, with holy light shining brightly behind them and the avenue resonating harmoniously. They were the few remaining great saints in the fairy world.
"Kill the evil!"
The great saints led the remaining monks and launched a final counterattack.
The battle was extremely brutal. The sun and moon lost their light, the heaven and earth collapsed, and the entire fairyland was torn apart and turned into countless fragments.
Countless monks burned their souls and died together with the evil gods.
In the end, the evil god clan was basically destroyed, with only two leaders with the cultivation level of half-step Dao ancestors remaining.
Several supreme saints in the fairy world are making the final encirclement and suppression.
These scenes were deeply imprinted in the minds of all the geniuses in the secret realm.
"So... our peace and prosperity today were earned at the cost of the lives and blood of countless ancestors..."
Some of the talented people choked with sobs and burst into tears.
"We cultivators should follow the example of our ancestors and protect this world until our death!"
Xiao Wuhen clenched his fists tightly, and an unprecedented sense of responsibility and mission arose spontaneously.
It was at this time.
Ye Chen's body slowly rose and flew straight towards the long river of time in the sky.
"Husband!"
The heart that had just been put at ease rose to her throat again, and the blood drained from her face.
"Ye Chen!"
Ouyang Chuchu was also frightened and screamed loudly.
No one knew what unknown dangers lay in the long river of time, so they flew forward to stop Ye Chen without thinking.
“Don’t go over there!”
Ruoxi and Xiaodie instantly appeared in front of them.
"That is the long river of time, and it is the opportunity for Sister Ling'er to manifest for my brother!"
Ruoxi explained that she had been a supreme saint and knew this very well.
"Brother has lost his memories over the long years. Sister Ling'er is helping him regain his memories!"
Xiaodie also spoke up, her tone firm.
"Let's not disturb him."
Although Moji and Ouyang Chuchu didn't know who Ling'er was, they felt relieved after hearing this.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Chen's figure flew straight into the endless river of time.
His figure instantly merged with the scene in the long river, and his consciousness also sank into the long river.
Ye Chen's soul was shaken violently, and countless broken images came flooding in like a tide, impacting his memory.
That was a memory he had forgotten.
He was the leader of the ten most brilliant saints in ancient times and suppressed the entire ancient period.
He saw himself wearing star armor, holding the stunning sword, standing proudly above the nine heavens.
At his feet are countless gods and demons prostrating themselves in worship, and the saints in heaven submitting and paying homage to him.
The picture changes again.
The falling apart battlefield of the immortal world.
"Blue Frost Sword Formation, seal!"
A cold shout was heard, it was from Ruoxi's previous life, Saint Qingshuang!
She and four other saints formed a peerless formation, trapping the evil god leader who was ten thousand feet tall, with a green face and fangs.
"The Scarlet Divine Fire, burning the sky and boiling the sea!"
In Xiaodie's previous life, the Red Snake Saint transformed into a fire phoenix and madly burned the evil god leader who was half a step away from becoming a Taoist.
The evil god leader roared madly, but was unable to break through the joint encirclement of the five saints.
He was the evil god who was later suppressed in the Emperor Burial Forbidden Zone!
Ye Chen turned his perspective and looked at another even more tragic battlefield.
There, he saw himself.
He also saw the figure that had been haunting him, Luo Qingcheng's previous life, Luo Linger.
"Brother Chen, be careful!"
Luo Ling'er was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, holding a glazed holy sword with dazzling holy light, and standing back to back with him.
The two of them joined forces and were fighting a desperate battle with another half-step Taoist evil god leader whose aura was even more terrifying.
This battle has lasted for seven days and seven nights.
"Ling'er, it's now!"
Ye Chen shouted loudly.
"One sword, cut through the mortal world!"
"Liuli, shining in the sky!"
The two of them were in sync and launched their strongest attack at the same time.
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