Comprehensive martial arts: immortal for millions of years, exposed by the Dao of Heaven

Chapter 179 Ominous True Face, Black Substance!!

The next moment, a wooden coffin that seemed to have existed since ancient times, full of the breath of time, flew out from the depths of the earth.

It and its ordinary, only the obscurity of its surroundings to the point of materialization, indicates its identity.

The old man’s voice came from inside the coffin.

The ominous aura of substance, which was like that, turned into an old face and appeared on the coffin.

“Do you think that if you transcend fate, you can do whatever you want?”

He spoke, his voice filled with desolation, sadness, and inexplicable power that stirred his heart.

He is one of the three ominous sources. Dead wood!

Ordinary names, but containing great horrors that can destroy countless worlds.

“Is this the source of the ominous?”

“The feeling he gave me seemed to come from the beginning of heaven and earth, which was more profound than the Xuanji Ancestor.”

“Is he also beyond fate?”

“Can Ancestor Xuanji beat him?”

“Nonsense, Xuanji Ancestor is invincible, there is no opponent.”

“Yes, looking at the passage of ancient and modern years, in a million years, only Xuanji Ancestor Master has stood tall, he is undefeated, he is invincible.”

“The ancestor is the strongest.”

“The source of all turmoil will eventually end in the hands of Xuanji Ancestor!”

The people of the Kyushu world roared, in their eyes, Lin Xuanji was so strong.

“Finally came out of the righteous Lord.” ”

Lin Xuanji opened his divine eyes and found that this person, like him, had surpassed fate. He knew that this was the source of the unknown.

But if it is not the deepest source, it is unknown.

“Dao!”

With a sound, Lin Xuanji directly started. And ominous, there is no need for nonsense.

The Dao of the heavens turned into entities and spread out, shrouding the dead wood in it.

The Dao began to evolve, turning into endless sword qi, wind, fire, thunder and lightning, intertwining a territory of destruction.

From a distance, countless fireworks are blooming in that space.

However, just a little fire, all with unspeakable power. Can easily obliterate the Great Emperor and seriously injure the Immortal King.

This is the battle of the destiny.

They no longer belong to this chaos and are able to truly control their own destiny. Freedom in the true sense of the word.

He walked as he wanted, stayed as he wanted.

If you want to live forever, you can live forever and live together in heaven and earth. Their level is the same as destiny.

Facing Lin Xuanji’s attack, Deadwood snorted coldly. A rich ominous gushed out of the coffin.

Every wisp of ominousness has the power to dissolve all things.

In front of it, the Tao is like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, melting little by little.

However, deadwood is not without a price.

Without a wisp of ablation, there will be ominous dissipation with the smoke. But the ominousness in the deadwood coffin seems endless.

No matter how much the surrounding Dao increases, it cannot be consumed.

“Hmph, stupid man.”

In the coffin, there was the sound of dead wood disdain. In the coffin, there is a small world.

An old man with a tall figure and dead wood, sitting cross-kneeled on a stone platform in front of him, floating a black mass the size of a dragon’s eye.

The ominousness of mystery and horror emanates from the black substance. As the dead wood moved, a trace of black substance floated out of the coffin. In an instant, an ominous eruption that was so rich that it could not be dispelled.

Instantly melted the surrounding Dao, and then rushed towards Lin Xuanji.

“Destiny, at my feet!”

Lin Xuanji’s heart shook, and a life and death crisis surfaced in his mind.

He also thought it was a magical power, but after running the system, he found that it could not be replicated.

Lin Xuanji understood that this was not a magical power, but a real ominous origin. He showed the divine power he had cultivated after fusing all the martial arts of the heavens and ten thousand paths.

With the sound of gurgling water, a long river of fate emerged under Lin Xuanji’s feet.

The river of fate is getting bigger and bigger, and between the waves, endless shadows flash. There are human races, there are beast tribes, stone tribes, plants and flowers.

It seems to contain everything in chaos.

All life, or dead things, flashes through it.

Including the fate of all objects, the fate that belongs to Lin Xuanji alone has emerged.

But whatever has been washed by the river, fate will be mastered by fate. Life and death are only between Lin Xuanji’s thoughts.

The river flows through the ominous qi, which melts in an instant and is assimilated.

However, in the rich ominousness, there is one point, no matter how the river of destiny washes, it cannot be assimilated and integrated.

“A little black substance?”

Lin Xuanji saw that it was a black substance the size of a little dust. I can’t see what kind of material it is, but it has an unprecedented richness and ominousness. As if it were in itself, it was ominous.