Burial of Heaven: I am the Emperor, breaking the taboo and returning to the heavens

Mu Changqing stared at the figure of the banished immortal. In the depths of his eyes, the purple ancestor kept attacking the unknown power, deducing the true identity of the figure in front of him.

Although, creatures at this level cannot predict their future actions.

But the past that has been confirmed can use the power of the new ancestor to break through the cover-up and perceive the truth.

For a sufficiently powerful opponent, Mu Changqing would naturally be interested in knowing everything about him.

Then, use forbidden means to destroy it in your hands. Isn't that wonderful?

The exiled immortal's eyes flickered slightly, as if he sensed something.

He sensed that there was an extremely powerful and terrifying force that was interfering with the power of the Supreme Ancestral God around him, trying to deduce his past.

The exiled immortal was only slightly surprised by this.

After a moment, he regained his composure and remained indifferent.

So what if you know his past? He doesn't care.

"Mortals want to transcend, to escape from the world, to escape from the fate of cause and effect, to escape from the great way, to escape from the order of rules, to escape from the eternity of time... but we are also seeking the same way to transcend all the time."

"Transcendence? At your level, why do you need to transcend? You are the origin of all things, the creator of the world and all living beings. Transcendence is something you created, so how can you talk about transcendence?"

Mu Changqing continued to ask questions and talked to him calmly.

He was not in a hurry, as this world had already been assimilated by him without making a sound.

The purple ancestor creates the new world. Even if there is a collapse of the sky and the earth, or a battle where the sun and the moon fall together, no living being will be aware of it.

"No, no, no, you should understand what we mean by transcendence."

As he spoke, the ancestral divine light around the exiled immortal's figure became increasingly dim, and Mu Changqing was about to discover his true identity, sense his past years, and learn of his true identity.

"The Gray Origin is the true origin of all things. Although we are powerful and have the same strength, we are still bound and cannot become the true heaven of all worlds. Do you understand?"

"You may be about to take that step. You are the only way to escape. We covet you and are also on guard against each other. I have no choice but to choose this method to lure you out."

The exiled immortal stood up again, and everything behind him moved with it.

The ancestral divine light continuously circulated and shone, it was too dazzling, too blazing.

It seems that the whole world is dark, but he is the only light left in the world, so dazzling and so colorful.

"Are you trying to deduce my true identity? Actually, there is no need to go through so much trouble. As an opponent recognized by us and the only one who has transcended from the living beings of the future, you are qualified to know my name."

As he spoke, the heaven and earth shook, and billions of evolutionary paths emerged from the darkness.

Various brilliant evolutionary systems are as colorful as blooming flowers, and the rich atmosphere between heaven and earth is too terrifying.

Every little bit is something that a creature at this level of innateness cannot endure.

His every word and action affects future variables.

"Remember, my name is Ling!!!"

Boom!

As the voice came out, the strange scene of flowers, grass and plains behind him instantly melted away, fell apart and merged into his banished immortal figure.

The majestic power of heaven continues to make loud clanging sounds.

He is not a spiritual ancestor, but a spirit.

Ancestral spirit!

This may just be a name, a code name.

It represents the origin of everything.

One of the seven ancestral gods, one of the most powerful and terrifying creatures in the world.

No matter how powerful you are, how against the will of heaven you are, how great your luck is, you can destroy time and space, control the years, and suppress the eternity of time... in front of him, you are all ants.

It was a creature at the pinnacle of the realm, a creature at the end of the gray ancestral path.

Even, vaguely, the moment he merged into the flower and grass plain, the aura around him changed.

It still has the same origin as the gray ancestor, but it has some differences.

He is creating his own law, his own way, his own ancestry.

For endless years, the seven ancestral gods have been seeking a way to transcend the gray ancestral origin.

It's just that the means are different.

The ancestral gods and demons sacrificed all living beings and everything in all the worlds and planes in advance.

But I still haven't reached that level, and I don't even have the slightest clue.

However, Ling is different. He actually touched a trace of the new ancestral mystery and underwent a transformation.

However, he still couldn't take that step.

The only way to transcend lies in Mu Changqing.

Only Mu Changqing, from beginning to end, broke away from the gray ancestral system and stepped into today's field with an absolutely new path.

Now, he saw hope and no longer continued to plan for the Flower and Grass Plain. Instead, he directly integrated this immature fruit of the Tao into himself, transformed again, and planned to herd Changqing.

Mu Changqing looked calmly at Ling, one of the most powerful beings in the world.

It is a terrifying existence that is even more powerful than the ancestor gods and demons.

"Ling, it's a good title. Once upon a time, there was an old friend named Lingzu, who should have some relationship with you. Unfortunately, he has passed away. It's a pity that I can only remember him."

Mu Changqing smiled and spoke lightly.

"Spirit Ancestor? What the hell is that? Is he worthy of being associated with me? He is nothing but an ant that I created at random."

Ling shook his head and uttered contemptuous words in a humanized manner, with a strong sense of disdain in his tone.

This is the contempt from the highest level beings for the lower ones.

If Mu Changqing had not reached this level, Ling would not have talked to him so calmly, but would have wiped the conversation away.

As soon as the words fell, Ling began to move.

The aura around his body was like the revival of all things, gradually rushing to the peak.

And like the river in the sky, it has no end and flows continuously.

The laws of all things surround the body, forming the most complex and terrifying field runes.

An indescribable murderous aura emanated and spread out.

Behind him were countless flowers, grass and plains with strange visions. They were the test subjects of Ling Yu's evolutionary journey in an unknown era, and they were also damaged things that were destroyed and discarded by him.

The plains of flowers and grass flowed in an orderly manner like stars, their radiances intertwined to form an extremely delicate flower.

The flower is colorful, and all known colors can be found in it.

This scene has reached an unspeakable level.

The so-called one flower, one world, is as small as dust in front of it.

Each of its brilliant petals is made up of countless flower and grass plains connected by the divine chain of the highest order.

In every flower and grass plain, there is an endless territory, made up of countless ancestral medicinal flowers and plants.

The infinite universe is reflected around every flower, herb, and ancestral medicine, with countless brilliant stars.

"Mu Changqing, if I devour you, I will be able to truly transcend, replace the Gray Ancestor, achieve the only supreme being, and control everything in the world. Even other ancestral gods will have to submit to me."

The boundless murderous aura could no longer be concealed.

Ling's eyes were flashing with madness at this moment, which was a desire for the only supreme thing, the ultimate pursuit.

It is also the only purpose of his endless existence.

At this moment, Mu Changqing was in front of him.

How could he treat the only variable that could transcend the shackles of the gray ancestor indifferently?