From the Perfect World

Heavens.

After Lin Yang took a look at the battle situation outside the Ancient Plateau, he entered the interface universe again.

Beyond the tens of thousands of seas, Wu Shi is still confronting the Black Blood Supreme.

It can be seen that even though Wu Shi tried his best to delay, the cracks in the sky were still gradually widening as time passed.

Originally, the rift could only accommodate mortals at most, but now it can allow great saint-level evolvers to pass through.

Although in a war of this scale, the Great Sage is not even qualified to be cannon fodder, this shows that Wu Shi cannot hold on for too long.

Suddenly, the supreme being flowing with black blood sneered, and he turned to look at the Soul River.

"Everyone, give me a helping hand!"

The voice of the words echoed far away in the depths of the Soul River, causing several supreme beings who were recuperating in seclusion to open their eyes one after another and look at the Black Blood Supreme.

Suddenly, someone saw the crack and Wu Shi behind the crack. After being stunned for a moment, they said happily: "Have you found that heaven?"

Although it is a question, it contains affirmation.

The supreme energy filled the soul river, and this supreme being broke through the barrier and came to Black Blood Supreme's side.

Zhi!

He took action and worked with Black Blood Supreme to widen the rift.

If the appearance of this supreme being only made Wu Shi feel bad, then the next few supreme beings that appeared had already made Wu Shi's heart sink to the bottom.

Although he guessed that the strange group that came back would definitely not be weaker than before, Wu Shi did not expect that there would be eight supreme beings.

The eight people took action together and bombarded the crack, causing the crack to expand several times faster than before.

Substantial pressure came from the Soul River, making Wu Shi feel like a light on his back, but he did not flinch.

…

Outside the most ancient plateau.

The fierce battle not only caused injuries to the three ancestors one after another, but Shi Hao, who had always been strong and invincible, was no better.

boom!

An ancestor was smashed into pieces by the eternal law pool, and infinite thunder burst out from the pool, drowning the torn immortal body of the ancestor.

puff!

The Immortal Emperor's blood spattered, and Shi Hao was hit by two ancestors when he was severely injuring the enemy.

In the past years, this kind of thing was just the norm, but this time it was a little different.

Shi Hao waved his hand and compressed his true blood into a drop, which he threw to the sky instead of recycling the Immortal Emperor's true blood like before.

The moment the empress came to heaven, Shi Hao actually felt something, but it was vague and not very real.

It wasn't until the empress got his broken sword and a little blood that had his divinity wiped out during the battle that Shi Hao finally made up his mind.

The empress in white who was born from the lower reaches of the long river of time and attacked the Red King who wanted to kill him across the years was the person born in this life.

Moreover, the other party has become a Dao Ancestor.

Although part of his true blood was wiped out by the power of the ancestor, it was still incredibly precious to Dao Ancestor, especially to the empress who was once an evolver of the Immortal Path.

This is not only repaying the kindness of the past, but also sincerely helping the empress.

Although the probability is low, if the empress becomes the supreme, it will also be a key combat power for God.

laugh!

The true blood cut through the layers of mist outside the plateau and escaped into the depths of the sea.

…

God.

The realm of literature and art.

When all sentient beings were listening to the holy sermons in ecstasy, on this day, the holy voice that spread throughout the universe suddenly stopped.

The picturesque peak of the sacred mountain.

"it's over……"

Ye Fan felt disappointed.

He thought that the Holy Spirit's sermon would last for thousands of years like the last one, but he didn't expect that the Holy Spirit would end this sermon in just a short time.

This is unexpected, but also reasonable.

The creatures in the Gu Bu Lu End realm can never guess what these supreme beings are thinking.

The fairy light shining in the depths of the sky is also dissipating, and the great light reflected by thousands of evolutionary paths turns into light particles.

These are the ways of enlightenment through the incarnation of thoughts, and now Hong Yi has integrated them into his Tao, making the Tao of Literature more comprehensive.

While Ye Fan was sorting out his thoughts, he suddenly paused and looked halfway up the mountain.

I saw an antique wooden house appearing on the mountainside where there were originally many strange rocks. With a click, the door of the wooden house was pushed open from the inside out.

The man who walked out was very familiar to Mark.

It was Hong Yi who was favored by him.

But now, there is only solemn look in Ye Fan's eyes.

He found that at this moment, Hong Yi's whole body was shrouded in a layer of fog, making it impossible to see clearly or see through.

If he hadn't known that Hong Yi had become a great sage, he might have regarded Hong Yi as a weak scholar at this moment.

Thinking that for the past tens of thousands of years, there had been a mysterious strong man dormant beside him, Ye Fan felt a little creepy.

"Is it a supreme existence that is extremely good at concealment and disguise, or..."

Ye Fan couldn't help but be secretly vigilant.

After a short silence, he took the initiative and said, "Hong..."

The moment Ye Fan spoke out, an inexplicable pressure hit him like a lump in his throat, unable to say the word 'easy'.

Obviously, for tens of thousands of years, he had no problem calling Hong Yi by his real name, but why can't he call Hong Yi by his real name today?

"While knowing that Hong Yi is extraordinary, I also lost the right to call him by his real name...?"

"He really is..."

Ye Fan got the answer in an instant.

At this moment, Hong Yi's voice sounded the same as before.

He said: "It's just like you guessed."

"I am the sage known to the world, and the 'Taoist ancestor' of the evolution of literature and Taoism."

Hong Yi took a step casually, directly across endless time and space, and came to Ye Fan.

The journey from the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain takes Immortal King-level creatures many years, but in the face of the supreme existence in the heavens, this distance can be completely ignored.

After getting Hong Yi's affirmation, Ye Fan was also shocked.

He has actually spent tens of thousands of years with a supreme being in the heavens. What kind of fate is this?

"Holy Saint...why would you..."

Ye Fan, who knew how noble and great the supreme existence was, also consciously changed his name.

The further the practice reaches the later stage, the more difficult it is to break some rules at will. Ye Fan, who is concerned, does not want to try to touch these taboos decisively.

"Why did it appear in front of you?"

"Tens of thousands of years ago, maybe we were born in the same universe, so there was a trace of causality, but now..."

"It's because someone chose you."

Hong Yi's words made Ye Fan's thoughts spin wildly.

Many scattered clues have been connected, but at the same time, more doubts have quietly emerged.

"The most holy one is Emperor Yi. He did not die in the siege, but reached the highest peak of the avenue."

"Someone chose me?"

"who is it?"

Just as Ye Fan was racking his brains to think, he suddenly heard Hong Yi say: "Here he comes."

This made all his thoughts come together. He raised his head and looked at the sky, but saw nothing unusual.

It wasn't until a moment later that Ye Fan's eyes narrowed slightly and he saw a faint, imperceptible stream of light coming from the depths of the sky.

Vaguely, he saw a seed in the stream of light. It was unusually mysterious and had a frighteningly ancient aura. He didn't know how many epochs ago it was born.

"Many years ago, the whereabouts of the Emperor of Heaven became a mystery and disappeared from the land of disaster."

"Someone once pursued and wanted to..."

:,!