I know this ancient god

Hearing Jiang Ziya's answer, Yuanshi Tianzun became furious.

"nonsense!"

His voice rang in the ears of all the creatures in the illusion, like thunder and drums, full of anger.

When the saint is angry, the color of heaven and earth changes.

All the scenery on the Kunlun Mountains became transparent, and the stinking black deathly silence outside the illusion shone into this pure land.

The well-dressed immortals suddenly saw their already rotting bodies outside the illusion, and their moods suddenly agitated, and the shouts in their mouths stopped unconsciously.

There was silence on Kunlun Mountain, only Yuanshi Tianzun's angry scolding still echoed in the air. But Yuanshi Tianzun's body, like theirs, was so rotten that the bones could be seen.

Long live the saint

The eyes of the immortals became complicated.

Jiang Ziya's face was calm, as if he was not affected by Yuanshi Tianzun's anger at all. He asked calmly: "Dao Zun, am I wrong?"

Yuanshi Tianzun's face became increasingly ugly.

Is Jiang Ziya right?

Of course it's right!

After the failure of the prehistoric era and several epochs of secret observation, Yuanshi Tianzun is convinced that the end is irresistible. If he wants to survive, he must plunder the energy from the outside world to replenish the small world.

As for what will happen to the outside world after it loses energy?

In the view of Yuanshi Tianzun, the end is irresistible anyway, and whether the death is fast or slow is only a matter of time. This in a sense reduces the suffering of the outside world.

He even felt that the creatures in the outside world should be grateful to the immortals, because the immortals spared them the endless pain of dying in torture and allowed them to quickly end their miserable lives.

The eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun became more and more gloomy, and he said in an indifferent tone: "There are noble and inferior creatures. Let go of the inferior ones and preserve the noble ones. This is the normal course of heaven."

His tone was calm, and he obviously agreed with what he said from the bottom of his heart.

The corners of Jiang Ziya's mouth raised slightly.

"I dare to ask Tianzun, who is noble and who is humble?"

His voice was extremely clear, like a string of beads falling on a porcelain plate, which sounded extremely harsh in the empty dojo.

"In the past, you taught me that all living beings are equal. Why are there distinctions between high and low today? Have all living beings changed or have you changed?"

Yuanshi Tianzun's anger stagnated slightly.

Jiang Ziya said loudly: "I dare to ask Tianzun, what is the constant turnover of the way of heaven? The way of heaven has long been destroyed. Is the so-called constant change of the way of heaven the same as your Sacred Heart and Sacred Thoughts?"

"I wonder if Taoist Hongjun knows?"

Several immortals in the dojo made eye contact, and they were all shocked by Jiang Ziya's boldness.

Yuanshi Tianzun was furious: "That's enough!"

boom!

Yuanshi Tianzun hit the ground with a palm from the air.

With violent energy fluctuations, the illusion collapsed, and all the immortals on Kunlun Mountain returned to the reality they had never dreamed of escaping from.

After a brief silence, wails broke out.

Although the bodies of the immortals have rotted, they are still alive, relying on a trace of spiritual energy provided by Hongjun to maintain their lives.

At this time, the consciousness left the illusion and returned to the rotting body. The horrific pain of withered flesh and blood, cracked bones, and broken nerves all flooded into the mind, instantly destroying the fragile self-esteem of the immortals.

"ah!"

Some immortals couldn't help the pain, acted too violently, and fell sideways, with their bones cracking into hundreds of pieces.

All the immortals were wailing, but two people were indifferent.

One is Yuanshi Tianzun, he is a saint, his Taoist heart is strong, and his body cannot be shaken even if his body rots.

The other one is Jiang Ziya, although he is just a small immortal, several levels behind the saint. But he takes everything lightly, and his Taoist heart is extremely strong.

The fallen immortals wailed a few times and then gradually became silent.

Deep sadness arose in the hearts of other immortals.

They were once omnipotent and were so happy flying in the sky and escaping from the earth, but now they end up dead with just a slight fall. How can they be regarded as happy immortals?

Worse than a pig in a farmer’s pen!

Yuanshi Tianzun irritably closed his sense of sight and hearing, not wanting to see the ugliness of the immortals or listen to their wailing.

He didn't mean to burst the illusion.

He originally wanted to pat the armrest of the seat, but he was too angry at the time to notice that the armrest of the seat had disappeared due to the illusion of the illusion.

He slapped the air with an angry palm and almost fell off the seat. At the critical moment when he was about to lose his face, he slapped the ground without thinking.

Then the illusion was shattered.

All the immortals in the entire Kunlun Mountains were offline.

After his consciousness was sent back to his own decaying body, Yuanshi Tianzun realized belatedly that the illusion was too weak to withstand a blow.

The weakness of the illusion is equivalent to the weakness of the small world.

There was no difference between the illusion of the past and the real world, and it was stable enough to withstand a battle at the saint level. But with the loss of energy in the small world, the intensity of the illusion is getting lower and lower, and now it can't even hold a palm.

Yuanshi Tianzun understood that they must obtain energy supplements from the main world as soon as possible, otherwise the small world might not be able to hold on.

Now is not the prehistoric era, the immortals no longer have the ability to create a small world. Once this small world is destroyed, they must once again fight against the invincible end.

The process of fighting is slow death.

However, thinking of this, Yuanshi Tianzun thought of Jiang Ziya again, and his mood suddenly became very bad.

Jiang Ziya's actions will undoubtedly make the humans in the main world strongly wary of them, thus preventing them from obtaining energy from the main world. In the past, of course he would not have taken this obstacle seriously, but today's immortals no longer have the majesty they once had.

Damn Jiang Ziya!

ungrateful!

You shouldn't have accepted him as your disciple then!

Yuanshi Tianzun knew that Jiang Ziya was sitting not far behind him, but he couldn't turn his head because his head would fall off.

In the deserted little world, wailing sounds were everywhere, and the chaos lasted for a few minutes until the white-robed Hongjun appeared here.

The white-robed Hongjun had no expression on his face. The beautiful world of illusion spread rapidly from his feet, and the immortal who had escaped from the illusion was pulled back again.

Only Yuanshi Tianzun and Jiang Ziya were left behind.

The wailing sound quietly disappeared.

The white-robed Hongjun raised his hand and flicked it, and the immortals who had just died instantly turned into powder.

He spoke slowly: "Why do you do this?"

He was asking Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya was as calm as ever, even if Daozu was in front of him, his mood did not change much.

He said calmly: "Daozu, you are on the wrong path."

Baipao Hongjun ignored him and turned to Yuanshi Tianzun and said: "If Tang Xuan comes in to negotiate with me again, your descending order will be moved backward as a punishment for you."

Yuanshi Tianzun gritted his teeth: "Good!"

The order of arrival is what the immortals desire most, and is even the goal of the saints. The small world is on the verge of collapse, and any immortal who is still awake does not want to stay in this dead world for one more second.