The Path of Evolution

"Brother Ding, it's time to show your true skills!"

This time, Brother Ding was surprisingly cooperative.

I saw a mysterious small cauldron fly out, and suddenly turned into a giant cauldron, smashing into the blood moon with great force.

It's okay not to cooperate. After all, Zhao Ritian has reached the ninth level of the Open Heaven Sutra.

After unlocking the ninth level of evolution, he finally understood the correct way to open Brother Ding, and even knew Brother Ding's background story.

boom!

With one smash, the blood moon in mid-air cracked like a glass ball.

"The Cauldron of Creation?" The Heavenly Demon Emperor was shocked: "Why is such an artifact that dominates the creation of heaven and earth in your hands?"

A group of strong men in the fourth-level Heaven Realm were also stunned. Even Taishang Laojun did not understand the situation. According to legend, the Cauldron of Creation was an artifact made from skulls after Pangu created the world. It was hidden in the endless void and used to evolve the creation of the universe and maintain the balance of heaven and earth.

boom!

Zhao Hao didn't say anything, just commanded Brother Ding to do it.

The cracks on the surface of the blood moon are getting bigger and bigger, and there is a tendency for it to be damaged.

As a result, the Blood Moon Demon God Festival was seriously disturbed, and the four surrounding portals completely disappeared.

This meant that the Heavenly Demon Emperor could no longer replenish energy through blood sacrifices. The smash of the Fortune Cauldron completely cut off the old devil's escape route.

boom!

While his illness was killing him, the Cauldron of Creation penetrated the blood-moon crack and struck directly at the face of the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

An earth-shattering collision sounded, like sparks hitting the earth.

The ground continued to tremble, and long and narrow holes opened one after another.

The five Olympic rings formed by Zhao Hao also jumped at this moment.

Billions of living beings who lost their protection were shocked and delighted.

The blood moon in mid-air completely collapsed.

Without that blood moon, it would be difficult for the Demon God Sacrifice to continue, and these creatures were temporarily freed from the fate of becoming sacrifices.

The moment the Blood Moon collapsed, the Cauldron of Creation stumbled back and got into the center of Zhao Hao's eyebrows.

Zhao Hao looked very weak, showing signs of running out of gas and oil.

He used the mysterious cauldron three times at most, and after three times he looked like he was exhausted now.

"Hahahaha, a mere eighth-level saint dares to shout in front of this emperor?" Accompanied by extremely arrogant laughter, the Heavenly Demon Emperor walked up from the void and said proudly: "This human boy is what you have been waiting for. Savior? Haha, he can’t even exert one percent of the power of the Cauldron of Creation. Is such a clown worthy of being called the Lord of the Gods?”

This sentence was obviously targeted. The Lord of the Netherworld, Taishang Laojun and others looked solemn and felt even heavier.

Originally they thought that Zhao Ritian was the reincarnation of the legendary Shaohao, destined to save the world, but now it seems that the situation is not so optimistic.

"Suffer death, you swarm of ants!"

The Heavenly Demon Emperor waved his hand, and suddenly another blood moon with a diameter of ten miles appeared in mid-air.

Countless blood mist spread, and hundreds of millions of creatures were poisoned in an instant.

Among them were thousands of semi-saints and hundreds of saints, who simply could not survive a single round.

Having absorbed a large amount of blood light, the Heavenly Demon Emperor was obviously more powerful, and the halo behind him was much more dazzling than Taishang Laojun.

The living fourth-level strong men gasped. They could see that the old devil had reached the peak of demigods and might become a real devil at any time!

Even in the holy world, the true god is an illusory legend.

There have been many demigods throughout history, but no true god has ever been born.

Once the Demon God is born, the Heavenly Demon Emperor will become the strongest person in the world and no one can stop him.

"Old devil, I'm not dead yet, you are so arrogant!"

There was a sudden shout among the crowd.

The shout was relatively weak, but it conveyed an indomitable Olympic spirit.

The person who spoke was none other than Zhao Ritian.

I saw masses of spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathering towards him quickly.

The Lord of the Netherworld and Taishang Laojun looked happy. Is this a sign of a breakthrough?

Countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth formed a huge air mass, and a strange sound came from inside.

That voice seemed to contain the greatest mystery between heaven and earth, and every syllable was accompanied by the power of heaven.

Those mysterious notes continue to echo, washing away the haze in people's hearts. The content is as follows:

Nine turns in a row, all for no reason!

Mysterious scenery, carrying golden elixir!

Three flowers gather at the top, and the five qi are in full swing!

If you don't accept it, do it, I want it every day!

…

As the notes disperse, so does the air mass.

Zhao Hao, who was originally weak, seemed to be resurrected on the spot with full blood, and his whole body was full of strength.

Behind him, a golden halo appeared!

Nine turns!

He became a nine-turn saint at this moment!

Some people who are still alive in Tianji City cannot imagine that Master Mingming was not a semi-saint before, so why did he give the reminder so quickly?

Those people don't know what Zhao Hao has experienced in the past twelve years.

In twelve years of staying with his beloved, Zhao Hao found the happiness he wanted most.

This kind of staying together is also a kind of practice.

When he realized the ninth level of the Open Heaven Sutra, he cultivated to the realm of the eighth-turn saint without absorbing any holy dew.

There is only one opportunity left to complete the ninth turn that countless saints have been afraid of.

The appearance of the Heavenly Demon Emperor happened to be an opportunity for Zhao Hao to break through to the demigod realm.

"Hahahaha!" The Heavenly Demon Emperor looked up to the sky and laughed: "Human boy, what if you become a demigod? There is a big gap between the early stage of demigod and the peak of demigod. If you don't understand, just ask the timid old guy next to you. .”

Hearing this, Taishang Laojun looked very embarrassed.

Of course he was aware of the gap. Back then, his senior fellow apprentices Yuanshi Tianzun and Lingbao Tianzun could not block the three moves of the Heavenly Demon Emperor even though they worked together.

Precisely because of that experience, Laojun has not taken action yet because he is not sure at all.

Zhao Hao said nothing and reassembled the five Olympic rings.

His holy power seemed to be inexhaustible, enough to support the operation of the five rings for five days and five nights.

The survivors who escaped into the fifth ring showed incredible shock.

In order to resist the blood mist, they had lost a lot of power. Standing within the scope of this new version of the Olympic rings, their power recovery speed increased by as much as twenty-five times. Even more amazingly, their cultivation speed also accelerated, and some of them even showed signs of breaking through their bottlenecks.

Seeing that the five Olympic rings blocked the erosion of the blood moon, the Heavenly Demon Emperor became furious and punched him in the air.

That punch was enough to destroy the world and make everyone alive change their color.

Even though he was as strong as Taishang Laojun, he also felt boundless pressure. He did not have the confidence to receive such a terrifying punch.

There is no doubt that the Heavenly Demon Emperor has mastered the source of signs of power, and can unleash the mighty power of heaven and earth with just a punch or a kick.

Just when everyone felt extremely desperate, a syllable sounded like morning bells and evening drums:

"Om!"

Along with this syllable, an invisible force bounced out, turning the Heavenly Demon Emperor's punch into nothing.

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Ancient witchcraft?"