Thirty-third heaven, Zixiao Palace.
"The mark of heaven has been erased! He took action again!"
Ancestor Hongjun opened his eyes suddenly, as if he had penetrated the Three Realms and Six Paths. He could see all the details in the ancient world, but his eyes were full of hatred.
Planting the Heavenly Marks on the bodies of Feng Yu and the two Chaos Demon Gods was precisely to control them anytime and anywhere, so that these two assistants at the peak of Hunyuan could always be used for their own purposes.
However, the mark of Heavenly Dao had been erased in a short period of time, and Patriarch Hongjun couldn't help but feel a sudden chill.
The mark of heaven is imprinted by the power of heaven. If you want to erase the mark of heaven, you must be in a realm above heaven, or you have the power to control heaven.
No matter which of these two reasons it is, ancestor Hongjun feels completely in danger, and his situation will only become more difficult in the future!
The mysterious man had never taken action. Among those who had such ability in the ancient world, only Lin Pan could do it. Ancestor Hongjun also believed in the following speculation, that is, Lin Pan was already extremely skilled in controlling the way of heaven!
"I am the only controller of the ancient way of heaven, and I am the spokesperson of the way of heaven!"
Ancestor Hongjun stood up slowly with bright eyes and came to the center of Zixiao Palace, overlooking the wild animals.
The reason why Patriarch Hongjun is able to achieve what he has today is all due to his status as the spokesperson of Heaven's Dao. Once he is abandoned or deprived of it, his outcome is destined to be defeat.
Ancestor Hongjun naturally understood what his destination would be after his defeat. It must be to be completely eliminated from the wild world, and there would be no possibility of his existence anymore.
The cultivation of these countless Yuanhui and all the glory gained have turned into a fleeting cloud, and it is worthy of possession!
"Since you want to fight for the control of this heaven, let's wait and see!"
"Boom!"
The sound of rumbling thunder resounded in the Zixiao Palace, and the majestic power of heaven gathered in the Zixiao Palace. The thirty-third heaven was crumbling under the crushing pressure of this supreme pressure!
Ancestor Hongjun closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, absorbing all the power of heaven gathered here into his body.
As the power of heaven continues to pour in, Ancestor Hongjun's aura continues to rise until it reaches its peak!
Only if the law of heaven is strong, ancestor Hongjun can have more tyrannical power, and the power of controlling the law of heaven will be stronger.
Ancestor Hongjun made a big move, and the awe-inspiring suction from the thirty-third heaven spread to the entire prehistoric world!
Attracted by the power of heaven, the entire prehistoric spiritual energy gathered in Zixiao Palace, and was fed back to heaven by Hongjun.
The prehistoric way of heaven has been damaged again and again during calamities, and is now on the verge of collapse. It is not easy to repair the prehistoric way of heaven, which requires a huge amount of spiritual energy to nourish it.
And the spiritual energy used by Ancestor Hongjun to restore the prehistoric heavenly path all came from the prehistoric sentient beings, swallowing up the opportunities and vitality of the prehistoric sentient beings!
"Now, it's your turn to contribute to the way of heaven."
The eyes of Ancestor Hongjun were completely replaced by indifference. From then on, Ancestor Hongjun no longer saw the safety of living beings in the wild!
…
"This...what exactly happened, why did it become like this!"
The screams of terror are endless, and the wails of pain can be heard everywhere in the wilderness. All living creatures have never imagined that they would encounter such a catastrophe.
It was as if a wave of death had swept through the ancient wilderness. The vegetation dried up, the fish and insects disappeared, and the vitality of the weak creatures was suddenly cut off!
Even those creatures with strong vitality clearly feel that they are weakening, as if their energy and spirit have been hollowed out.
All living beings sensed the coming end and carried out unprecedented migrations, hoping to get rid of the pitiful fate of being deprived of life.
But this catastrophe swept across the entire prehistoric world, which was so vast that there was no place for these creatures to hide.
Just when the creatures of the ancient world thought they were going to perish at this moment, they suddenly received news that there was a place in the ancient world that was not affected by the catastrophe.
As a result, countless primitive creatures were heading in that direction like a wave, all to seize a glimmer of hope!
And this place is at the foot of Meishan Mountain, the place weakest under the influence of Heaven!
This is Noah's Ark in the end of the world!
…
Meishan.
"Madam, what is going on? Why are so many creatures gathering towards Meishan?"
Hong Hai'er asked with a sad face, this is not a good sign, it may be a sign of danger!
The gathering of ancient creatures outside Meishan naturally attracted the attention of the immortals in Meishan, and they all unconsciously began to guess what kind of drastic change had occurred!
"I'm afraid this crisis has affected the entire prehistoric world, otherwise it would be impossible to affect all living beings."
Zu Long frowned, having a hunch from the bottom of his heart that this matter must be inseparable from Ancestor Hongjun!
After the crisis between the two Chaos Demon Gods Feng Yu was resolved, Zulong, Shi Qilin and Yuan Feng returned to Meishan, and it didn't take long for such a change to occur.
"No matter what the reason is, since these creatures are gathered here, we can't just sit back and ignore them and distribute all the resources in Meishan to save as many as we can!"
Sage Nuwa's face was full of compassion, and she couldn't bear to see the creatures in the primitive world encounter such difficulties, so she quickly ordered the immortals in Meishan to set out to maintain order and ensure that these creatures could survive.
"Yes, ma'am!"
All the immortals in Meishan responded in unison, saving the creatures of the primitive world from water and fire is what they should do!
"Do you know where my husband and Pan'er are now?"
Sage Nuwa asked Zulong, Shi Qilin and Yuanfeng.
The great changes in the ancient world were an extremely dangerous omen. Saint Nuwa felt depressed in her heart and felt uncomfortable all over her body.
At least in the previous several calamities, Saint Nuwa had never seen such a scene, nor had she felt such a feeling!
"The master is preaching in Wuzhuang Temple, and the young master is sending the Chaos Demon God back to the Sea of Chaos. He should be busy now."
Zulong thought for a moment and replied.
"I hope that my husband and Pan'er can solve this disaster from the root cause as soon as possible, and don't let these innocent creatures suffer from this disaster again."
Saint Nuwa sighed, already understanding everything.
The hearts of the immortals in Meishan are like bright mirrors. There is a disaster that has spread far and wide in the ancient land. I am afraid that only the ancestor Hongjun can do this.
Ancestor Hongjun, as the spokesman of heaven, has done things that endanger all sentient beings in the wild, and must be stopped!
But the immortals in Meishan understood that they were no match for Ancestor Hongjun. From this moment on, whether the prehistoric era could return to the past and achieve stability all depended on Lin Xuan and Lin Pan, father and son!
"Let's go, let us protect this last pure land!"
