Chapter 25: Yang Mei escapes far away, Qian Kun refines the spirit

After hearing this, Yang Gui was moved. He thought for a moment and asked, "Please enlighten me, Taoist friend."

In fact, he also had many puzzles about Honghuang, so he asked, "During the previous battle, Hongjun and Luohou said that this world catastrophe requires six innate saints to complete it, but including Luohou, there are seven."

"What does this mean?"

Yang Mei Daxian pondered for a moment, then said, "When the universe was first created, the world was incomplete; it requires the concerted efforts of countless sentient beings to complete it."

"The six innate gods correspond to the number of the six directions of heaven and earth; but heaven and earth have yin and yang, and they still need all living beings to complete them."

Having said this, Yang Mei paused.

"The numbers of yin and yang represent Tao and Demon. The struggle between Tao and Demon is actually a fight for the destiny of the world."

"The winner is the saint, the loser makes up for the loss!"

"As the Chaos Demon God, Hongjun possesses the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation. He is born with great luck and has long been chosen by the Primordial Heavenly Dao. Demon Ancestor Luohou already knew this in his heart, but he was unwilling to be reduced to a material for replenishing the Dao, nor was he willing to become a puppet of the Heavenly Dao and go against the Heavenly Dao."

"The final result can only be to Budao."

“This vast land may seem magnificent and vast, but due to the laws of nature, it needs to be perfected step by step.”

The implication is that someone needs to fill the hole.

Yang Gui took a deep breath.

At this moment, he thought of Hongjun's integration with the Dao, even the six saints becoming saints, and his own future death and so on.

Yang Mei Daxian sighed softly, "That's why I said before that my way is not here."

"The Way of Heaven needs to be improved, and we Chaos Demons are the first to make contributions."

"The stronger the strength, the more preferred they are."

“Although Hongjun is favored by the Heavenly Dao, he will become the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao and a puppet-like existence in the future; but there are fifty great ways and forty-nine heavenly evolutions. This is also his chance. He may even be able to break free from the constraints of the Heavenly Dao and achieve the realm of the supreme immortal Hunyuan in the future.”

Using the Chaos Demon to complete itself, what this Honghuang Tiandao did is somewhat similar to Pangu.

Yang Gui guessed secretly.

After hearing what Yangmei Daxian said, his sense of crisis grew stronger and stronger.

"You have a treasure that can conceal your own secrets, but the Heavenly Dao is gradually completing it. Sooner or later, it will sense your existence. I hope you can make plans early."

"Although chaos is lonely, it has infinite possibilities; there may be other like-minded people."

Yang Mei continued.

This was the first time since the creation of the world that he had spoken so much to an innate divine being other than himself.

In the end, the immortal Yangmei left Mount Buzhou.

Leaving behind a pair of time and space cushions, he flew away from the primitive land and headed for the chaotic world.

In his words, after the battle between Taoism and Demonism, the world has become more perfect; now is the time to leave the ancient land. If he doesn't leave, he will be watched by the Heavenly Dao if he waits any longer, and he will be in danger.

It would be fine if he was in a state of complete victory, but now his origin is incomplete and his strength has greatly declined, so he can only flee far away.

Yang Gui sat cross-legged on the top of Buzhou Mountain, sighing in his heart, "It's not easy to survive in this primitive world..."

He also wanted to leave, but his strength did not allow it, so he had to continue to stay.

Picking up the pair of time and space cushions on the ground, Yang Gui stood up, and disappeared on the spot with a thought.

Not long after he left, several figures appeared here.

Looking at the remaining Tao rhyme around him, he sighed in his heart.

"Nothing at all."

"I was caught first!"

"..."

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In an unnamed valley, rich innate spiritual energy is spread everywhere.

Yang Gui sat cross-legged in the valley, setting up various formations one after another.

Thinking carefully about what happened before, Yang Gui thought to himself, "It is still too risky to participate in the battle between Taoism and Demons this time."

Hongjun forced him again and again, and although he had no choice, he also participated in it with other thoughts.

Fortunately, it was done!
The only downside is that Hongjun has his eyes on him.

With a flip of his hand, the palm-sized Qiankun Ding appeared in his hand. The Qiankun Ding, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure!
The innate five-colored divine light swooped over from the hand of Hongjun Shan’s corpse.

Yang Gui’s enormous spiritual power poured into it. Deep in the Qiankun Cauldron, a broken soul was quietly staying inside.

Ancestor Qiankun!

"As expected of the Chaos Demon God, he always keeps something in reserve!"

This is true for Luohou and Hongjun, and even more so for Patriarch Qiankun.

I just don't know if that Yin-Yang Taoist has any backup plan.

The ancestor of Qiankun had already cut off a part of his own soul and left it at the bottom of the Qiankun Cauldron.

This was also the reason why he asked Yang Gui to ferry him across the river.

"The Qiankun Ding was used by Nuwa to refine the five-colored divine stones to mend the sky. Without it, I wonder if Nuwa can still mend the sky."

"As for the Ancestor Qiankun..."

Yang Gui's thoughts were churning, "If you use this as a reward, I will give you a chance to achieve immortality in the future!"

The power of the soul surges.

The broken soul of the ancestor Qiankun was pulled into the small world on the turtle's back by Yang Gui, and a pool of Three Lights Divine Water, which was a hundred feet in size, was opened up and he was put in it.

After doing all this, before he could make the next move, five figures appeared in the valley.

They were actually the true bodies of the Five Emperors that he had given birth to.

Gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the Five Emperors immediately went into the small world on the turtle's back as soon as they appeared.

Throw your palm.

The bloody and evil aura instantly spread throughout the world covering thousands of miles.

The corpses of various dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns; the corpses of scaled creatures, birds, and beasts, piled up into a mountain!
Various spiritual treasures and spiritual essences appeared in the small world.

After doing all this, the true bodies of the Five Emperors disappeared and returned to Yang Gui's body.

“A big harvest!”

"Just in time!"

The true bodies of the Five Emperors were sent out when he left Mount Buzhou and headed for Mount Yujing. They were sent to steal spiritual treasures from various races and collect the corpses of the three races on the battlefield.

Most of these corpses are innately sacred, and are almost pure-blooded descendants of every race.

After the war among the three tribes, the number of pure-blooded descendants of the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes was pitifully small.

Basically, they all died in the war.

Yang Gui looked at the dragon corpse on the ground, and the laws of creation appeared in his hands.

Drops of dragon blood flew out from the mountain of corpses below and condensed in the palm of his hand.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine drops of Taiyi Golden Immortal's blood!

Nine hundred and ninety-nine drops of golden immortal blood!

Nine hundred and ninety-nine drops of immortal blood!

Cohesion, sacred and solemn.

"Refining!"

Yang Gui shouted softly, and the laws of nature and heaven broke away from his palm and flew towards his essence and blood.

At the same time, a drop of essence and blood in his body flew out and merged into it.

The innate energy is rolling and the power of laws is wandering.

The Qiankun Ding flew into the air and absorbed the essence and blood that had already merged in the air.

Yang Gui waved his hand, and the soul of the Qiankun Patriarch in the thousand-foot pit fell into the Qiankun Cauldron along with the Three Lights Divine Water.

huh~~~
Various laws intertwined together to form the flame of law, burning violently under the Qiankun Cauldron.

After doing all this, Yang Gui nodded with satisfaction.

"In this way, everyone is happy!"

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(End of this chapter)