The Mysterious Origin of Creation

Chaos is boundless.

It must contain more than one world. If you can find another world and survive, as long as the world you go to is not too powerful.

You can also be the only one in the universe,

and experience the glory that cannot be experienced in the prehistoric world. In the prehistoric world, even if you are a saint, although supreme.

But there is Hongjun Daozu above, who is more powerful than the saint and in harmony with the way of heaven.

The saint can only borrow the power of the way of heaven.

To truly survive in chaos is not so easy.

Only those who have achieved the Dao of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian can truly survive in chaos, even if it represents the chaotic energy of disorder.

Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian can also refine it into mana to replenish itself. Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is like a boundless Hunyuan body.

Without beginning and end

Infinite and immeasurable.

Di Jun has never thought of leaving the prehistoric world. Look at the Heavenly Venerable of Creation, even if he has achieved the Dao of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, he has never gone to chaos.

It can be known that chaos is not a good place, but a place with boundless dangers.

Maybe there are dangers in the prehistoric world, but it is much safer than the real chaos.

The prehistoric road is clearer, but it is not the case in chaos. The road there is extremely vague.

The speed of cultivation cannot be compared with the prehistoric world at all.

Emperor Jun stepped into the world outside the sky.

Looking at the sphere emitting the glory of Hongmeng quietly rising and falling, expelling the boundless chaotic energy, the extremely powerful chaotic energy could not do anything to this bright pearl with fairy light.

Sensing the breath of Emperor Jun.

The pearl naturally separated the fetal membrane of the world, revealing the brilliant starry sky inside, which was very similar to the starry sky of the Zhoutian Star Array.

It made Emperor Jun feel very familiar.

The vast starry sky was displayed on the boundless continent, and the breath of the wilderness came to his face. Compared with the time when the sky was just opened, the vitality contained in Hongmengtian was more intense.

There were many tall trees and towering mountains.

The continent is surrounded by the ocean, as if it is a smaller primitive world, with similarities.

But there are more differences.

When Di Jun walked into it, he felt an extremely powerful force of suppression. The heaven and earth opened up by the saints are, to a certain extent, the saints' own domain, which can suppress all existences below the saints.

It is not a problem to crush them into powder.

This force of suppression sensed by Di Jun did not fall on him.

The Wahuang Palace is quietly located in the center of the world, but it seems to be located in the origin of the primordial world, emitting the fluctuations that run the primordial world and nurture all things in the universe.

This fluctuation is so subtle and mysterious that it can run the sun and the moon, but it is so subtle that it cannot be detected if Di Jun is not at a high level.

The more he understands.

The more Di Jun understands that the saints are invincible. The two sides are not life forms at the same level. One is part of the avenue, and the other is just a creature under the avenue.

How can they be comparable.

In front of the Wahuang Palace, there is a girl about seventeen years old standing there quietly. She looks graceful on the surface, but she is very lively inside.

She is the little phoenix.

Nuwa felt that she had a destiny with her, so she took her with her. The little phoenix could not disobey the decision of the saint, despite protesting several times.

She said she wanted to be a free little phoenix, but she was still standing here at the moment, and she knew the result.

The little phoenix stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said, "The queen is waiting for you inside."

Emperor Jun did not nod, he had nothing to say to the little phoenix in front of him.

Then he walked into the Wahuang Palace.

The breath of the Hongmeng Avenue flowed in the Wahuang Palace, and the mysterious aura formed into lotus, Yingluo, and Nuwa, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, saw Di Jun.

She opened her slightly closed eyes, and the sun, moon, and stars appeared in her eyes, and the breath of the avenue was heavy.

It seemed gentle, but it contained the power to destroy the world, and the power of the saint was fully displayed.

When Di Jun saw Nuwa looking at him, he bowed to show respect and said solemnly: "My queen, this time ten little golden crows appeared in the prehistoric world, and nine of them were killed by Houyi."

"But Houyi is not the culprit. With my Taoism, I could have known that ten golden crows appeared in the prehistoric world."

"But this time I didn't notice it at all, so Houyi shot and killed my nine sons."

Nuwa sighed and said: "You can save Xiao Shi at the last moment, or I use my boundless magic power to break the heavy fog shrouding the long river of time and fate."

"Otherwise, even if all your ten sons died, you wouldn't notice it at all, maybe it would take countless years before you notice it."

Di Jun was furious and shouted: "My queen, which saint did this? I have no grudges against them, why do you treat me like this?"

Nuwa's eyes look at the three thousand worlds, and everything in the prehistoric world is like looking at the lines on the palm of your hand.

Nuwa did not say who was behind the scenes, and said: "What does it matter if you know? You are not grudges, but different paths. If it is just a grudge, I can help you to make peace."

Di Jun's mind turned, and he understood the meaning of Nuwa's words, and said: "Do you want to clear the field and dominate the world?"

Di Jun is the Emperor of Heaven.

Managing the boundless heaven is an obstacle in the eyes of the saints. He has become a saint, the most powerful existence in the prehistoric world, and has the essence of immortality.

How can the saints accept that he can't manage the world?

But there are two huge obstacles to managing the prehistoric world, the demon clan and the witch clan. Only by getting rid of these two races can we truly dominate the world.

Nuwa said: "It is true. After becoming a saint, there is a new world. It is extremely difficult to make progress, if there is great luck to help."

"It can greatly improve the speed of cultivation, so I say it's not a personal grudge between you, but a difference in Tao."

Di Jun thought for a while and said: "Saints have incomparable power, and there is a saying that all saints are just ants. Since there is such a powerful power, you only need to use it."

"It will definitely be possible to completely wipe out the demon clan and the witch clan. In the ancient world, strength is respected, but why not do this? We must use such dark methods instead of using the high road."

Nuwa looked incomprehensible, thinking of the restrictions she was subject to, and said: "Although the saint has incomparable power, he can open up the world, be consistent with the Tao, and infinite, but there are limitations that prevent the saint from walking the grand road."

"The demon clan and the witch clan have boundless luck and occupy an extremely important position in the ancient world. Saints act more in line with the general trend of heaven, so naturally they will not take action directly."

Di Jun heard this.

At least for a short time, he didn't have to worry about the saint taking direct action. Ever since the Five Saints crossed the sky, he had been worried about the saint appearing in the heaven all the time.

Although he has not waited for the saint to appear, he has not let go of the hidden worries in his heart, even though it was because of the death of his nine sons.

I was very sad, but also slightly relieved.