Wasteland.
Wang Ye sat in a ruins, eyes closed, waiting quietly.
Until the sky just broke, a ray of sunlight pierced the darkness and shone on this land. Wang Ye suddenly opened his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and murmured to himself: "King, this leg of yours belongs to me!" "
As the words fell, Wang Ye took a deep breath, energy surged in his body, and wisps of spiritual power spread around him.
After a few seconds, his eyes fell on a void, and then he punched it.
A crack appeared out of thin air, and Wang Ye got in without hesitation.
As Wang Ye left, the crack gradually disappeared.
…
"Today, I revive."
"Heaven must be restored to its former glory!"
Somewhere deep in the mountains, a voice came from a seemingly simple wooden house. A middle-aged man with long hair floated out. With an arrogant attitude in his eyes, he looked at the surrounding environment and frowned slightly. : "The energy is mixed and turbid. Without the suppression of heaven, this world has been disrupted and turned into such a mess!"
With dissatisfaction, the middle-aged man said a few words, then snorted coldly, turned around and left.
About half an hour later, he came to another realm, his body floating in the air, looking at the river at his feet, and shouted: "I'm recovering today, wake up quickly!"
As the words fell, the river quickly began to surge, and the lake water continued to flash with electricity.
It was as if the lake had turned into a sea of electricity.
until...
A huge whirlpool appeared in the center of the lake, and a middle-aged woman emerged. She stepped on the lake with bare feet and looked at the man with a serious look.
"Go and meet the Arctic Emperor first."
"Ask about what happens next!"
The man frowned slightly, the mixed energy in the air making him feel particularly uncomfortable.
Is such low-level energy worthy of being taken into his body?
With a slow distaste for this world, he took the woman and rushed towards the projection place in front of the heaven.
…
"Thunder God, Lightning Mother, revive today."
"Come here to trouble me and ask for an imperial order!"
The two of them looked at the seemingly peaceful void in front of them. They both bent down and spoke with very respectful expressions.
And he was holding a token in his hand.
This token is constantly emitting a faint light, which seems to be connected to somewhere in the void.
Soon, the space in front of him rippled like water, and a piece of rice paper appeared out of thin air in mid-air and slowly landed.
Lei Gong took a respectful step forward and caught it with both hands.
There are very few words on it.
"Kill Canaan and Maitreya, build heaven, and establish authority with blood."
Lei Gong frowned slightly when he looked at the content above, and subconsciously looked at each other with Dian Mu in confusion.
The last two sentences are easier to understand.
After all, they were used as one of the reserves at the beginning. If they were awakened by others, it would mean that Heavenly Court had initially established a firm foothold.
But if they awaken on their own, it means that there is a problem with the initial work of Heavenly Court, and they need to stand up and be responsible for stabilizing the overall situation.
But now...
Who is Canaan?
Why was this name specifically mentioned in the imperial order? It was still placed first. Obviously, killing Canaan was the most important thing in the Arctic Emperor's mind.
And...why is there something about Maitreya?
Isn't that the promised alliance?
Why did you suddenly start doing this?
"I will obey the imperial order!"
But Lei Gong and Lightning Mother were reluctant to speak due to their character. They just bowed down respectfully, said something, then turned and left.
The person who can be regarded as a candidate by Heaven and Earth, and who knows the truth, will not be too bad either in terms of strength or intelligence.
Although they still don't know what exactly happened, they can at least prove that heaven no longer has the final say in this world.
"Go and find some ancient books, read them, and see how the times have changed over the past thousand years."
"I am walking around the world to investigate the current distribution of forces."
The two quickly communicated about their work distribution, agreed to reunite three days later, and then dispersed.
"The air is so disgusting."
Lei Gong muttered to himself dissatisfied again, and deliberately used energy to make a filter, covering it around his body to prevent air pollution. Only then did his expression become natural again, and his face gradually changed, becoming an ordinary handsome man. The young man, with a cold face, chose a direction at random and galloped away.
…
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
"Although your sins are serious, you are still devoted to the Buddha. Today I will give you a chance to sacrifice your life and blood for the Buddha."
An old monk exuded a dazzling golden light, floating in the sky above the Buddhist kingdom. He looked at the monks who had survived in the city, with a compassionate face and whispered.
There was a hint of intolerance in his tone.
Just now, he had learned everything about the Buddhist Kingdom in the past three years through the mouths of these people.
Civil strife, war, massacre.
Buddhist country...
It seems to have become a paradise for bandits. Anyone who is short of money can come here to have a good time.
Unfortunately, the leader has changed several batches, and several batches have died.
If you want to be punished, you don’t know who to turn to.
After hearing the words from the Buddha's mouth, these lucky people who were still barely alive suddenly became desperate, looked at each other, and even lost the desire to escape.
After losing all the masters, the Buddhist country itself has become miserable to a certain extent.
Not even the ghosts in the wasteland can resist it.
Everyone was spending their days wandering around, finally looking forward to the Buddha they had been longing for, but...
Amidst their desperate and unwilling roars, the old monk in the sky sighed, and an unbearable tear fell from his eyes, and then...
Wisps of energy and blood were forcibly extracted from these people's bodies, and were eventually inhaled by the old monk.
Until everyone gradually turned into mummies and fell to the ground ferociously.
But the skinny old monk's body gradually became fuller, and he floated in mid-air and solemnly bowed to the mummies below, his tone full of sorrow: "Amitabha, all living beings are suffering, and we should be transcended as soon as possible. It’s considered complete.”
"If you believe in me, Buddha, throughout your life, I, Buddha, will naturally not treat you badly."
"Tianzhu, I will avenge Qingfeng Village for oppressing you."
"May your souls rest in peace."
Seeing wisps of remnant souls floating into the air, the old monk's eyes lit up, and what shone inside was unconcealable greed.
He hasn't enjoyed this for a long time since he had the underworld.
But after seeing these souls disappear in just a blink of an eye, the old monk's expression became gloomy for a moment, but he soon returned to his original state. After muttering something to himself, he sighed, shook his head, and turned around. Leave.
