The final distance from the Shenxiao world to the outer heavens was erased by Master Xingnian’s body death and Dao dissolution in the past.

Xuan Nangong’s required strike in “this moment” was already destined to fail in “that time.”

At this time, the Shenxiao world, currently ascending, had a hazy sky. One could only see the winding star path in the outer heavens, turning towards the distance, pointing the way to the human race wanderers’ home.

Below the sky were protector gods and generals radiating golden splendor. Further down were continuously collapsing and regenerating mountains, rivers, and streams.

Drip~ Tick!

The sound of heaven collapsing and earth cracking was not in the ears, but Xuan Nangong seemed to hear the sound of water droplets within the long river of eternal time.

That was the time slipping away from his fingers, the possibilities he personally missed. One sound, a thousand echoes; one point, ten thousand ripples.

The millions of god statues arrayed on the Heavenly Demon altar were like half-withered divine flowers.

And the protector god general he controlled, raising its right hand, actually looked like it was bidding farewell to that young man of the human race…

Extremely laughable!

Although this was not his confrontation with Jiang Wang, he had just missed Master Xingnian’s move. But losing to “past” in the “present,” was that very face-saving?

More important than face was the consequence of Jiang Wang taking away the news of the Shenxiao world’s opening! He could not accept it.

The protector god general radiating golden splendor leaned directly backward, falling into the surging, roaring flood.

And a golden light leaped out of the flood, crossing the long sky, instantly falling onto that Fengshen Platform, falling into that perfect, flawless god king body.

At the same time, all the god statues arrayed on the Heavenly Demon altar fell outward. For a time, they were like lotus flowers withering.

The god king body achieved by the Fengshen Platform using tens of thousands of years of divine path accumulation, its greatest purpose was for Yu Zhen Great Ancestor to return to this body and drive it to transcend.

Below this, the best way to utilize it was to use the Taigu Imperial City Fengshen Platform to search for the most suitable god spirit in the demon world’s divine path. After a period of integration, the enfeoffment would be completed, making it the first on the Fengshen Platform.

Such an enfeoffment, although it did not achieve transcendence and become an honored god, achieving the position of an absolute top Yang God should not be a problem. And this absolute top Yang God would be completely under the control of the Fengshen Platform, making it the most suitable fighter.

Directly using the Wanshen Sea Fengshen Platform to enfeoff this god king body as the god master of the Shenxiao world was the best choice Xuan Nangong made in the previous situation.

But there was no corresponding god spirit in this realm to merge. The process of this god king body giving birth to a spirit was unavoidable, and it needed Xuan Nangong’s constant guidance to prevent it from completely shaking off the influence of the Fengshen Platform and thoroughly returning to the Shenxiao world itself after achieving consciousness.

However, at this moment of drawing the moon from the water with empty hands, Xuan Nangong made a new choice.

He thoroughly cut off this part of his self that had descended to the Shenxiao world, putting it all into this god king body… merging with the body to become a god!

He was originally a generation’s Heavenly Demon, controlling the contemporary Fengshen Platform. The position of Yang God held no attraction for him. Only the absolute peak above was his painstaking pursuit.

After this cutting,

Xuan Nangong, located in the demon world, would no longer have the possibility of transcendence.

Xuan Nangong, located in the Shenxiao world, would also inevitably dissolve himself during the process of the god master change, truly returning to the Shenxiao world.

Because the fundamental existence of this currently ascending great world was the two characters “open,” the god master of the Shenxiao world certainly could not have an insufficiently open “self.”

But this dissolution would take time. With the intentional resistance of the Heavenly Demon Xuan Nangong, the time could be extended.

And for a Heavenly Demon, there were too many, too many things that could be done during this period of time!

For example, accelerating the ascension of the Shenxiao world.

For example, adding influence to the entire world’s changes, making all customs closer to the demon world.

That perfect god body suspended on the Wanshen Sea Fengshen Platform instantly carved out clear five senses. Vaguely, there were shadows of the two parts of Xuan Nangong, but overall it already had another face… a face whose every line conformed to the rules of this world.

This Fengshen Platform, which was almost plundered by Hu Taisui and then seized back by Xuan Nangong, was rising against the wind in the Wanshen Sea,

Rising infinitely high. Like a magnificent mountain rising from the ground, standing firm in the world of heaven overturn and earth cover, going straight up to the high sky.

With this high platform as the center, the surrounding wind and waves calmed down circle by circle. Subduing dragons and tigers, suppressing wind and clouds!

Xuan Nangong, who had merged with the body to become a god, then stood on such a god platform. Raising his left hand, he grasped a huge engraved gold bow. This bow took time-space as its body and cause-effect as its string. The back of the bow was engraved with mountains, rivers, and streams.

He then placed his right hand on the string, pulled this string open, pulling it into a full moon wheel.

Between his index finger, middle finger, and thumb, at this time, only one arrow appeared. A black arrow emitting the power of annihilation, and this arrow was still continuously condensing, continuously absorbing.

Xuan Nangong, with the authority of this world’s god master, massively mobilized the scattered power in the process of this world’s ascension—the collapse of the old order, the birth of the new order. Among these, originally quite a lot of power would scatter, but in the end, it would still fall into this world and be digested by this world.

But at this time, Xuan Nangong summoned it.

So on this god platform, he drew his bow and arrow, gazing at the North Dipper. Looking directly north, he shot the Greedy Wolf!

Not just the Greedy Wolf?

Lian Zhen, Wu Qu, Greedy Wolf, Po Jun, these four stars, all of them were to fall! These four stars, of course, did not truly shine on the Shenxiao world.

So Xuan Nangong’s arrow followed Jiang Wang’s starlight, shooting at Jiang Wang’s starlight holy tower.

They had hung down starlight from the ancient star dome and taken Jiang Wang away, although it was because of the help of the Shenxiao world itself. But Xuan Nangong also therefore had the possibility of tracing back through the Shenxiao world.

Jiang Wang had already escaped the “outer heavens” with the help of Master Xingnian. This step was of course wonderfully perfect, making it hard for Xuan Nangong to pursue him again. But Xuan Nangong fundamentally did not pursue him! Instead, he used the power of the Shenxiao world to lock onto the star tower inside that ancient star dome.

First destroy the beacon established by this person in the vast universe, then destroy his path and the contact through the path, and also destroy this human race prodigy together.

This was the means of a Heavenly Demon!

Why say “now” must win “past”?

No matter how high Master Xingnian’s skill and how many schemes he had, it was based on the layout in the past. The past was already a done deal.

No matter how inferior Xuan Nangong’s skill was, his move was made in the present, and the present was ever-changing.

If he lost, he could still make another move. Master Xingnian, however, could not respond. “In a normal world, success and failure always have relative possibilities.

If you compare the cause-effect of success and failure in the Shenxiao world to a bow, failure is pulling the string outward, and success is letting the string back. Yu Zhen Great Ancestor erased all success, letting this bow… pull the string to the full moon, the string to the limit.

When this world ascends, and the cause-effect is established, it is also the time for the ‘bowstring to return to its original position’.

Ten thousand failures thus achieve one success, and this bow therefore shoots out an unprecedented, strongest cause-effect arrow, hitting the success Yu Zhen Great Ancestor wanted.

Jiang Wang saw precisely this point. At the time of this bowstring rebound, he also attached his own insignificant arrow. He shared the cause-effect feedback of the Shenxiao world with Yu Zhen Great Ancestor, which then paved the star path and allowed him to grasp the possibility of his home.”

The rift valley, where the strong wind was like a knife, was already buried. She Gu Yu leaped on the chaotic stones that flew through the heavens and pierced the earth, her tone calm as she followed Zhu Da Li, explaining the star path in the sky dome and casually using the bow and arrow sacrificed by Xuan Nangong as a metaphor.

As a true newcomer to the Heavenly List, although she did not discover the truth of the world early, at the time when everything was approaching resolution, it was not difficult for her to see clues.

Although the heaven and earth overturn was grand, her purple hair flying with her actions had some lightness.

Zhu Da Li remained silent, carrying his double knives, leaping agilely between the chaotic stones, chasing that streak of purple, hurrying towards a further place in this world. No matter what kind of world the Shenxiao world was, he and She Gu Yu were both destined not to be too welcome. And they would pioneer towards a further place, seeking the possibility of a powerful self.

Perhaps he was too engrossed in listening to She Gu Yu’s explanation, or perhaps the heaven-overturning and earth-covering changes in this world were too captivating,

He did not notice that in his hurry, a piece of coarse cloth slipped out of his embrace, floating in the falling chaotic stones, and was quickly left behind by him.

This was a piece of coarse cloth that looked very ordinary.

Perhaps even a rag used by a store waiter.

It was not difficult to find several unwashed stains on it, which could perhaps serve as proof.

It was this very cloth that wrapped the red makeup mirror, drifting back and forth in Mo Yun City. It was this very cloth that wrapped the red makeup mirror, hidden in Zhu Da Li’s embrace.

When Jiang Wang leaped out of the mirror world, he took away the red makeup mirror, but did not take away this piece of coarse cloth. And he did not know whether he overlooked it or left it as a memorial, Zhu Da Li did not throw it away.

At this time, it “slipped” out of Zhu Da Li’s embrace, floating and flying swayingly, leaving this area of chaotic stones. And unexpectedly, it flew over ravines, flew over rushing streams, flew over high mountains… flew near that infinitely rising Fengshen Platform, and suddenly turned.

In Ling Xi Hua’s disbelieving eyes, it even floated and turned agilely, avoiding Lu Qi Lang’s urgently pursuing startling rainbow sword.

This piece of coarse cloth had a big problem!

Xuan Nangong, who had already risen with the Fengshen Platform to a place beyond sight, only detected the anomaly at this moment.

At this time, the arrow had already left the string and shot at the North Dipper.

Xuan Nangong lifted his bow and turned around for the first time, not having time to accumulate power at all. From above, he shot nine consecutive arrows. Nine arrows in a string, one arrow hitting one arrow.

The last arrow transcended the limit. The tail streams brought up by the arrow feathers all howled into tornadoes!

And the arrow tip had already caught up with that mysterious piece of coarse cloth, piercing it! No.

Xuan Nangong himself realized something was wrong.

His Shenxiao arrow only pierced an illusion.

This arrow touched before, that piece of coarse cloth had already disappeared.

At this time on the divine mountain, besides the infinitely rising Fengshen Platform, what else was there? There was still the Six Paths Forest, and the stone stele in front of the Six Paths Forest with a character carved on it.

And in front of the stele… the infinitely compressed Shenxiao gate.

Precisely because of the existence of this gate, the divine mountain was the center of the Shenxiao world.

Xuan Nangong’s face suddenly changed. He took one step away from the god platform, his hand grasping the long bow, and had already arrived in front of the huge Shenxiao gate.

And he only saw

That unremarkable piece of coarse cloth, just stirred open, casually plastered onto the middle of that silver-white Shenxiao gate.

Like… a seal strip being applied.

On the coarse cloth, the two largest oil stains, one vertical and one dot, actually resembled the character “Bu.” Lu Qi Lang and Ling Xi Hua did not understand its meaning and looked at each other.

Xuan Nangong’s face was ugly, but before he could say anything,

A hoarse voice naturally echoed in the darkness, seemingly pasted to the listener’s ear, declaring in such an orderly manner—

“With my name, Bu Lian, seal this world for one hundred years!”

The greatest feeling this voice gave people was “harmony.” Every pronunciation, every syllable, was in just the right position. Even the mountain collapse and earth crack, the wind howling and thunder roaring, all seemed to be playing along with it. It completely fit the rules of the Shenxiao world, almost equal to the voice of the world.

However, the content conveyed by this voice was so shocking. Bu Lian!

Among the eight great wise ministers who assisted the Zuo Ren Huang in supporting the human race in the distant ancient era, this name ranked first!

He also had a noble identity, namely the teacher of the Ren Huang. It was precisely under his guidance that Sui Ren Shi could grow up in that dark distant ancient era and become the first honored emperor of the human race.

Not to mention juniors like Lu Qi Lang and Ling Xi Hua.

Even a contemporary Heavenly Demon like Xuan Nangong felt unbelievable upon hearing this name: “Bu Lian?”

Bu Lian had already died in the distant ancient era!

From distant ancient, upper ancient, middle ancient, near ancient, how many great eras had passed? The demon race had also retreated from the present world to the Heaven Prison long ago, how could there still be a person here claiming to be Bu Lian?

Bluffing? Or playing a ghost?

But the momentum of this piece of broken cloth sealing Shenxiao was indeed not fake. What exactly was this matter?

On the side of that mountain platform, in the sea of clouds, originally stood a tall giant ape god phase. It manifested outwardly like a mountain, inwardly like a body with ten thousand god caves. It had already died, only waiting for time’s dissolution. In the heaven-overturning and earth-covering changes of the Shenxiao world, its collapse was originally accelerating… half of its body had already collapsed.

But at this time, the four characters “Er replaces I command” on the bronze giant cauldron of the Heavenly Demon altar suddenly flew out and fell into this giant ape god phase.

The pair of empty eyes of the giant ape god phase suddenly ignited two groups of soul fire! “Bu Lian… Bu Lian!”

He opened his mouth and roared in a low voice: “I have searched for you bitterly for many years!”

When the giant ape god phase opened its mouth, the voice was not high, but it was also like thunder crossing the sky, instead silencing the real thunder.

Xuan Nangong immediately knelt down on one knee, calling out “Great Emperor.” Lu Qi Lang and Ling Xi Hua prostrated themselves and did not rise.

“Oh?” The hoarse voice in the darkness asked like this. His figure also walked out of the darkness.

This was a skinny, hunchbacked old man, with a head full of dry hair and deep wrinkles. Only a pair of eyes were clear like stars, suspended in front of that giant ape god phase, calmly confronting it.

“What is this little demon searching for this old man for?”

The giant ape god phase laughed lowly, then said: “When I was in the great position, I often felt a shadow existed on the river of fate, but I never found out who it was or what means it had. Only today did I know the truth! Originally, it was an old predecessor from the distant ancient era! That time Yi Zhen Dao Master assassinated me, but you, old man, helped confuse the heavenly secrets?”

Xuan Nangong knelt on one knee without speaking. Hearing Yuan Xi Great Emperor’s words, he only dared to confirm at this moment that this small old man was unexpectedly truly Bu Lian.

Bu Lian scratched his messy beard, saying self-satisfiedly: “Just used a little trick.”

Yuan Xi praised: “Mister’s excellent trick, it gave me a good ambush, almost really killed me!”

Bu Lian waved his hand: “Not worth mentioning, it’s fine not to mention it.”

“Also. Compared to those demon emperors of the past, I am indeed not worth mentioning.” Yuan Xi mocked himself and then asked: “Mister, with supreme divine ability, will this segment of divine intent be deeply hidden in the fate of the demon race, and appear every time the demon race has a rising momentum? In these years, how many times have you acted?”

This hunchbacked old man just chuckled: “Countless.” Yuan Xi laughed: “Is it countless, or do you not remember? Mister should be in a new state every time you appear in response, it’s impossible to have past traces and cause-effect, of course, there is no memory of which time you acted… otherwise, it would be impossible to hide for so many years and never be discovered.”

Bu Lian wrinkled his old eyebrows: “This little demon monster is so not easy to deceive?”

“This time I found out, just don’t go back, okay?” Yuan Xi’s voice was gentle.

Bu Lian’s gaze was long: “That depends on your ability.”

The giant ape god phase slowly moved its head, looked at the ‘seal cloth’ on the Shenxiao gate, and then turned back its head with a rumble, looking at the hunchbacked old man in front: “I and mister are also considered old acquaintances… this one hundred years is too long! Let’s have a discount! How about it?”

Every wrinkle on Bu Lian’s face was very deep, but his smile always had a very light feeling.

He laughed: “Since the heavens and earth came into being, there has been a constant. Bargaining is also inevitable. Let this old man listen to your sincerity!”

Yuan Xi said: “Three breaths.” Bu Lian turned his body directly.

“Wait! I still have one thing to tell mister!” Yuan Xi said hastily. Bu Lian turned back.

Yuan Xi, using the body of the giant ape god phase, said with a rumble: “You are already dead, Mister Bu Lian… You have been dead for many years!”

Bu Lian stamped his foot and scolded: “Cursed old man? Don’t you know that the long river of fate is this old man’s bathtub!”

While speaking, he rolled up his sleeves: “Wait until this old man splashes the bathwater and suppresses your demon race for ten thousand years again!”

Yuan Xi’s voice, however, became grand. His mountain-like palm pressed on the mountain platform.

Boom boom boom boom!

The long river of time suddenly roared with angry waves. A yellow scroll leaped out from the depths of that time, floating incomparably heavily in mid-air. Dao texts were engraved on it, recording unchangeable history.

“Moreover, look at the historical pen like iron, the annals engrave—Ren Huang kills Bu Lian, it is Ren Huang killing the Ren Huang’s teacher!”

Yuan Xi’s voice paused word by word, declaring golden rules and jade laws, describing heavenly rules and earthly principles.

“Mister, if you hadn’t put the absolute most power into the long river of fate, using it to suppress the great fortune of my demon race… with your cultivation, how could you have been chopped by that brat?”

The disheveled, hunchbacked old man suddenly froze in the air. “I… I’m already dead?”

He knew that this game that had just ended was his last game. Yuan Xi’s remnant thought left in the bronze cauldron was for him, to erase the hidden shadow on the long river of the demon race’s fate. That’s why he waited here for so long.

Indeed, as Yuan Xi Great Emperor said, he had invested his absolute most power into the long river of fate and hid his divine intent deeply in the fate of the demon race, silently accumulating power. Every time the demon race had a rising momentum, his power also accumulated to a certain degree, and this stock of divine intent would respond and appear to lay out and destroy.

Every time he acted, it was a new game. Each game had no contact with other games.

Only then could he escape the pursuit of the demon race transcendents.

This stock of divine intent was completely independent of his true self and did not know the vicissitudes of life. Only in the long years spanning several great eras did he act against the demon race again and again… unknown, lonely playing one chess game after another.

And he did not know that his true self had already died long ago. That was even something that happened before this era.

He had always fought for the human race in the long years. But his head had been sacrificed as a war flag in the distant ancient era.

This was the cruel answer the long river of time brought him.

It was a bloody fact he had always avoided facing, yet was forcibly sent to him by Yuan Xi Great Emperor.

The history scroll from time in his grasp could not be faked.

There was also no history book in the world that could deceive him, Bu Lian.

This hunchbacked old man, pressed by the fate of the human race, gazed into the distant sky alone.

Looking at that young figure that had already disappeared in the starry sky, that was the future of the human race, a young person flickering with the light of the human path. He was also the “one” he specially sent into the Shenxiao world to destroy the entire Shenxiao game.

He did not indeed anticipate Yu Zhen’s grand plan in advance, but this round of divine intent’s appearance in response naturally produced alertness and vigilance towards the Shenxiao world. Hence, he made corresponding moves.

And who could have thought that a chess piece in the Shenlin Realm could really stir up wind and clouds in such a game?

This old man remained silent for a long time.

Perhaps he thought of those difficult years when blood was used as fire. He thought of the countless times he calculated, and heaven’s fate was all with the demon!

He thought of his proud student, who in the end killed him.

He thought too much. In this life, every divine thought of his Dao never stopped thinking. In the end, he just said,

“I think he had his reasons.”

As soon as this sound fell, his figure dissipated. There was no extra sound between heaven and earth.

Only that piece of coarse hemp cloth was still lonely plastered on the Shenxiao gate. The folds of the hemp cloth were as deep as his wrinkles.

When he understood that he was already dead, this divine intent of Dao was truly dead! Towering and sheltering from wind and rain for ten thousand years.

Vast human world, the last hundred years!