Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

The 7th Demon Sect Compatriot

World book!

This supreme sacred object of the Great Zhou royal family passed through the hands of the Great Qin Taizu and was later acquired by the first chief minister of the Suppressing Demon Division.

After three thousand years, this Taoist treasure finally fell into Zhou Dao's hands.

"Master Patriarch never treats me poorly." Zhou Dao grinned, his eyes shining.

The golden light shimmered like a wave pushing away, and an ancient book appeared in front of Zhou Dao.

"This is...the World Book!?"

Zhou Dao was stunned and showed a strange look.

The so-called World Book was actually a piece of skin. The moment it appeared, the surrounding void disappeared.

It is clearly right in front of you, but it seems to be hidden in another world, another dimension...

This piece of leather is extremely strange. The lines on its surface are intertwined with each other, like tracks in the sky, and contain endless changes.

In the gaps, there are worlds that are born and destroyed, and then destroyed and resurrected.

"There are thousands of elephants, and all the worlds are out of here..."

Zhou Dao murmured softly, identifying the only handwriting on the leather.

At this moment, the Hunyuan magic power in Zhou Dao's body was quietly circulating, blending into flesh and blood, into bones and muscles, and flowing into the five internal organs... as if it was assimilated with it.

Rumble…

The World Book seemed to be inspired, and countless phantoms of the world were projected, covering Zhou Dao's body like quicksand.

In an instant, Zhou Dao's aura seemed to be connected with the strange skin.

"This is……"

Zhou Dao's expression changed slightly, and he felt that the sky and the earth were spinning, and the sun and the moon were reincarnating.

The world in front of me is no longer the same world.

The sky is like a curtain, the earth is endless, and the ancient trees are like pillars in the center, connecting the universe.

Roar……

At this moment, a loud roar resounded throughout the world, and Zhou Dao subconsciously turned his head to look. Not far away, there was a vast ocean, like the Milky Way falling into the world, with ripples.

The ripples in the water frightened even a strong man in his natal realm.

Such natural power, such majesty, such vastness...

Suddenly, the ocean exploded, and a huge figure broke through the diffuse water vapor and emerged from the deep sea across the world.

"That's...a real dragon!?"

Zhou Dao was shocked and lost his voice, he couldn't believe it.

This is a legendary creature.

That huge beast, with its fangs exposed, was extremely fierce. Just its fingernails were like a small mountain. When it opened its mouth, it swallowed all the clouds from the nine heavens into its belly.

"slidely different!"

Zhou Dao's heart trembled.

The legendary true dragon is divine and supreme. It can be big or small, visible or invisible. It can move across the sky and the earth, gallop across the rivers and seas, and has boundless magical powers.

Although the shape of the one in front of me is very similar, it seems to have only the instinct of a beast and no divine temperament or agility at all.

"According to legend, the primitive creatures born and raised were contaminated by the power of the ancestors, thus giving birth to demon gods... Their bloodline multiplied and spread to future generations, spreading across the mountains, seas, and rivers, and gradually formed the demon clan!"

At this moment, an ancient record appeared in Zhou Dao's mind.

The origin of the demon clan comes from the demon god.

That was a terrifying creature contaminated by the power of Yuanzu.

Before that, there were only primitive and ferocious animals on this land, birds and beasts, all kinds of strange things, without the ability to change with magical powers.

"This is ancient times? The demon god has not yet been born!?"

Zhou Dao frowned, showing a strange look, but for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was reality or fantasy.

Rumble…

Suddenly, the huge creature let out a long groan, stood up, and flew in one direction.

Zhou Dao was thoughtful and turned around in the opposite direction.

He was aimless, searching for the reason why he came here.

The land is endless and desolate as before.

The vicissitudes and heaviness of this world are something Zhou Dao has never experienced before. Even with the state of mind of a strong Taoist, he can't help but feel a sense of insignificance as time goes by and the world is endless.

Finally, one day, Zhou Dao came to the foot of a mountain.

The mountain is like an incense burner, with divine light covering the sky and the sun.

Many human figures appeared in front of him. These people were wearing clothes made of coarse linen and thinly draped on their bodies.

On the top of the big bluestone, a figure sat cross-legged. He was wearing a gray robe, and his hands were in seals. The phantoms of the world emerged, each with its own mystery and mystery.

At the foot of the mountain, those people couldn't help but be obsessed with watching.

"Kowtow to the Lord of the World for teaching the Dharma."

Those people seemed to be worshiping gods and kowtowed one after another.

The next moment, the man in gray robe waved his hand: "Go, the world is big and everyone has his or her own fate."

As soon as he finished speaking, those people walked in different directions.

At the foot of the huge mountain, only one young man stood still.

"You're here again." The man in gray robe looked at the young man as if he recognized him, and said in a deep voice.

"You are in danger, I have to come." The young man said coldly.

"I have been around for too long. The way of the world is the process of birth and death of heaven and earth. Unfortunately...I have only seen life, not death..."

The man in gray robe said solemnly.

"So, by making the secrets of the world public, you are not giving them hope, but making up for yourself..." the young man said coldly, his eyes full of hostility.

The man in gray robe shook his head.

"You know nothing about the true nature of all things... Human beings are very wonderful creatures. One day, there will be people among them who are amazingly talented and will be able to integrate many wonderful methods seen in this world into one..."

The man in gray robe spoke loudly.

"The world method I teach will also be a part of it, and it is an important part..."

"That's when the true era of spiritual practice comes..."

Rumble…

Suddenly, black clouds rolled in the sky and thunder shook, as if his words touched the future and interfered with the secrets of heaven.

"They will follow this path and refine themselves into the Tao..."

"That was the greatest era for mankind. Throughout the ages, all living beings will chant that name..."

"Daomen!"

At this moment, the young man and the man in gray robe actually said it in unison.

Rumble…

In the sky, there are thousands of divine thunders, which seem to destroy these aliens.

Under the bright lightning, the man in gray robe finally slowly lowered his head and looked at the young man at the foot of the mountain.

"you saw it……"

"Of course I saw it... It's a pity that such time is too long, I'm afraid you can't wait anymore."

The young man shook his head, and his body gradually floated up, flying into the sky untouchable by mortals.

"You are indeed special, worthy of being..."

"I know that you are born from a special creature. Unfortunately, your original self has died long ago in that swamp, and now only this skin is left."

The young man drank coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the gray robe suddenly disappeared. Under the shadow, there was a piece of skin that was constantly squirming. Countless shadows of the world were wrapped around it, constantly deducing changes.

Rumble…

Suddenly, the young man moved and turned into a divine light, filling the world.

It was so immeasurable that even Zhou Dao, as a bystander, couldn't help but close his eyes.

Such brilliance was beyond even his reach.

I don’t know how long it took before the world returned to silence.

Zhou Dao slowly opened his eyes. The young man stood on the top of the mountain. The terrifying aura imprisoned the strange skin, and countless shadows of the world slowly poured into it.

As time goes by, the consciousness of that piece of leather is gradually dissipating, and he has completely become an ancient book.

"You are right. One day, the way of the world will become an important part of the human cultivation system. You can pave the way for future generations."

"By using falsehood to cultivate truth, in the future, someone will definitely walk out of your prison and create a unique world." The young man said coldly.

"Hahaha, you actually place your hopes on the illusory future..."

The last consciousness of Napizi was like a madman, taunting him mercilessly.

"You should know that this world is never the same again. There is a loophole in it. That immortal creature appears. He is the most special and the only one..."

"If there is a leak in the sky, it can be repaired naturally."

The young man murmured softly, and when he raised his hand, the piece of leather suddenly flew out and turned into a ray of divine light, which landed in an unknown direction.

"From today on, my lineage will be called Butian!"

Rumble…

The picture in front of him suddenly shattered, and countless bubbles appeared in front of his eyes.

Zhou Dao opened his eyes suddenly, he was still in the deep palace, everything was like a dream.

Only the world book in front of me was floating, emitting a faint light, and countless world shapes were changing around it.

"Butian lineage..."

Zhou Dao murmured softly, his dazed expression showing a trace of doubt.

He couldn't help but raise his head and look at that strange piece of leather. Over the endless years, the world model it contained had expanded many times.

All creatures in this world will be captured and recorded by it once they step into the realm of breaking the boundary and create a new world.

The years have accumulated endlessly, but it has not yet reached the world that it cannot bear.

"Cultivation through false pretenses is unique..."

Zhou Dao was thoughtful, his expression was slightly calm, and he sat cross-legged on the ground. The powerful Hunyuan mana rose from the Dantian world and filled every corner of the palace.

In an instant, the ancient world book seemed to come to life completely, and endless shadows of the world flew out one after another and entered Zhou Dao's mind.

He started a crazy deduction and deconstruction.

Rumble…

At this moment, the entire space No. 73 became bright and dark.

"Master has started to retreat again? What kind of magical power are you practicing?"

On a bare mountain, Wang Ling suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the palace, and fell into deep thought.

"Your master is unfathomable. He seems to have obtained an incredible treasure."

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the broken sword beside Wang Ling.

"Since my master debuted, he has been invincible and has strong luck. Some treasures are normal." Wang Ling said proudly.

"That's why it's all the more terrifying."

The hoarse voice sounded again: "If you don't have the chance, I'm afraid you won't be able to surpass him in this life..."

"It's really sad that the Huang Ri Seal, who is known as the strongest, has to be suppressed by Stable."

"Oh? What do you mean..." Wang Ling said noncommittally.

"You could instead steal..."

"Hahaha……"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ling burst into laughter.

"why are you laughing?"

The hoarse voice was obviously stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but ask.

"I laughed at you idiot."

"you……"

Wang Ling didn't even look at it. He turned his hand, took out a stone talisman, and sealed the broken sword directly.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Ling closed his eyes, his mind as calm as water, and sank into cultivation again.

…

Beyond the border, deep into the endless wasteland.

On this day, strong men continued to come out of the Demon Sect and sneak into the territory of Great Qin.

The fall of the Blood Palace Lord caused quite a shock. They used their huge intelligence network to finally determine who the murderer was.

"Lord Dawn Sword? Hasn't he been dead for many years?"

On the towering black iron throne, a handsome young man looked at the information in his hand and said calmly.

"Reporting to the Holy Son, this Dawn Sword Lord is a new member. It is said that he has been in the Demon Suppression Division for less than ten days."

The Crow Lord said respectfully.

Within the Demon Sect, the one who can be called the [Holy Son] and can act like this in front of the lord is the being who can perfectly integrate the power of the ancestors.

In other words, that tall and handsome young man is a match.

"Can he kill the Blood Palace in less than ten days? He is really a waste." Bai Lingting said lightly.

"We don't rule out the possibility that other powerful men from the Demon Suppressing Division will take action." Lord Crow hesitated for a moment.

"According to the intelligence, True Lord Void values ​​the newly promoted Lord Dawn Sword very highly, and he even did not hesitate to fight against True Lord Jiuyao under the Lord of Calamity."

It has to be said that the Demon Sect's intelligence network is extremely terrifying, and even such secrets are known immediately.

"Dog bites dog, no wonder the Demon Suppressing Division is becoming more and more out of control." Bai Lingting said coldly.

He has a noble temperament and a stern look in his eyes, and it seems that he does not take the Demon Suppressor in his eyes.

This behemoth that has been inherited for three thousand years seems to be the only one among the six demon lords who can enter his Dharma Eyes.

"The fifth priest was so furious that he even issued a reward. If anyone could kill the Dawn Sword Lord, he would be rewarded with a drop of [three thousand years old] holy blood."

The Crow Lord said, with a look of longing in his eyes.

For the disciples of the Demon Sect, the magic of holy blood is better than all treasures. The older it is, the greater its effectiveness.

Previously, just a drop of [five-hundred-year-old] holy blood caused a fight between the Yin Soul Lord and the Blood Palace Lord.

This drop of holy blood [three thousand years old] is considered a valuable treasure for the sacrifice.

"Oh? That's a bit interesting."

Sure enough, Bai Lingting finally became interested after hearing this.

If he can obtain that drop of [three thousand year old] holy blood, his power will be further enhanced and his form will be closer to that of the legendary Holy Lord.

"If the Holy Son is interested..."

"Help me check the information and movements of the new Dawn Sword Lord."

"As ordered." The crow lord smiled knowingly, secretly sighing that the strength of the Dawn Sword Lord was really weak.

call……

He turned around and left, and the moment he stepped out of the hall, he turned into a crow and disappeared.

"You shouldn't waste your time on such boring things."

At this moment, a cold voice came from the side.

Bai Lingting turned around and looked around. The small tree in the jade basin exuded a faint aura, and there was a slowly beating heart hanging on the branch.

"It's just a little effort. All you need to do is help me."

"Of course." The heart seemed to realize his gaffe and said quickly.

"With my assistance, you will become the most powerful ally."

"Someone like you was once a Compatible One?"

Bai Lingting didn't seem to buy the compliment, and instead sneered.

"My opponent...if you can meet him one day, maybe you will understand..." The heart murmured softly, and then fell into silence.

"Prince Yuan Zhou Dao!?" Bai Lingting said with a slight smile.

"You will die in my hands!"