Regardless of the ancient times or the great wilderness, there has never been a natural disaster.
But in future generations, disasters will accompany each level of advancement in the world of practice.
This is the catastrophe.
"It turns out that this is how the catastrophe comes..."
Han Muye's eyes were shining brightly, and he flew towards the sky.
The person raised his hand, and a thunder of golden light descended.
Yunniu's eyes widened as he looked at the thunder falling from Han Muye.
"Haha, I understand, I understand -"
Looking up to the sky and roaring, golden light and thunder merged on Yunniu's body.
This golden light is his inheritance, and the power of his bloodline is finally condensed into rules.
When the golden light combined with Han Muye's thunder, countless pictures appeared in Han Muye's mind.
This is the memory of Yunniu’s practice!
These are the manifestations of the inheritance rules of Yunniu bloodline!
The rules are consistent with the thunder, and Han Muye can see it all.
It's not that he takes the initiative to see it, but that he needs to understand the traces of this rule.
Even if he doesn't practice this rule, he still has to understand the traces of this rule thoroughly, and then hide them in the thunder tribulations one after another.
At this moment, he, Tiandao, and Yunniu were working together to create a disaster for the inheritance of the Yunniu clan.
"Buzz——"
Above the sky, several figures fell down.
"Feng Shishi? What's going on?"
"Niu Datou, why do I feel that he has the aura of heaven on him?"
"That boy is the person chosen by Haotian and Kaiming Beast? What is he doing?"
These figures have different shapes, but their auras are all very strong.
Standing there at this time, he directly repels the power of heaven and earth.
This is a sign that one's own strength is too strong and is no longer controlled by heaven.
"I don't know either." Feng Shishi shook his head somewhat depressedly.
"I know." Behind Feng Shishi, Feng Qi's eyes flashed brightly.
Fengqi is the golden fire. He comes from the later generations, so of course he has seen the catastrophe.
At this time, when he saw the thunder in the sky combining with Yunniu's bloodline, he certainly understood.
"Ancestor, this is the combination of the power of Yunniu's bloodline and the way of heaven. As long as the way of heaven continues, the inheritance of the bloodline will not be cut off." Feng Qi spoke loudly.
In fact, as the power of heaven changes, the disadvantages of this inheritance method will also be revealed.
For example, the power of Heavenly Dao has declined to the extreme, and the Heavenly Tribulation is unable to fall, or the ethnic group is too weak and there are no descendants who can take over the Heavenly Tribulation.
But this is not what Feng Qi considers, nor is it what Han Muye considers now.
The power of heaven and earth and the power of ethnic groups are declining, and no one can change that.
"The bloodline of the ethnic group is consistent with the way of heaven?" An old man with a long golden horn on his head frowned, "In this case, wouldn't we be controlled by the way of heaven?"
They are all divine beasts, beings that are above heaven.
Now it is not comfortable for them to accept the discipline of heaven.
"Actually, it's not impossible." Beside the one-horned old man, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing colorful clothes shook his head.
"Even if there is no heavenly control, we have never dared to stay away for the sake of the inheritance of the ethnic group. In fact, we are also restrained."
His words caused several others to nod.
You are not controlled by heaven, but you have to control your tribe, right?
People come to you every day to practice and ask about your inheritance. Can you leave?
"If we want to go to Kunwu, I'm afraid we can only leave the inheritance behind."
"According to the current changes in the power of heaven and earth in the wilderness, this method may be the best." Feng Shishi's eyes flashed and he spoke in a deep voice.
Go to Kunwu.
This sentence silenced everyone.
If they leave, even if they take away all the strong members of the clan, they will not be able to take away all the clan members.
The remaining people will have their bloodline inheritance cut off.
To awaken the bloodline, it is not enough to just rely on the few inherited treasures left behind.
The previous decadent situation of the Golden Crow tribe is proof of this.
Relying on the Sun Seizing Conference, other inheritances, and the natural awakening of bloodline power, the end result is that the huge ethnic group continues to wither and is annihilated by the human race.
"boom--"
From the sky, a bolt of thunder descended.
From the ground that had been collapsed by Han Muye's punch, long-horned cloud cattle flew up.
Yun Niu hit the thunder, and the blood in his body kept churning.
From the sky, thunder continued to fall.
Thousands of miles, one hundred thousand miles!
The power of heaven and earth of a hundred thousand miles is mobilized!
At this moment, the entire wild world seemed to be shaking.
The power of heaven and earth is changing and recovering!
Below, Feng Shishi and the others stared wide-eyed.
This was something they never expected.
The power of the wilderness has been dormant for countless years and has been continuously weakened. How can it wake up?
"I see!"
The one-horned old man's face showed excitement, and his eyes revealed a frightening golden light.
He looked up to the sky and smiled, and the energy and blood in his body turned into a raging golden flame.
One-horned celestial seal mythical beast.
This is a mythical beast that controls the flames of heaven and earth in the prehistoric era.
"The Way of Mending Heaven!"
"They are trying to mend the sky!"
"If the way of heaven is insufficient, we will make up for it with our own way."
"In this way, the power of heaven and earth can be revived."
The Way of Mending Heaven!
Feng Shishi and the others all stared with wide eyes and murmured in their mouths.
How can this be?
"Brother Xuanxi, God, hasn't the wilderness turned into ruins?" A young man in black robe said in a low voice in disbelief.
The place of ruins is the Ruins Realm.
The great wilderness has long since fallen, leaving only an illusory world.
"There is sometimes a thin line between virtuality and reality." The golden light in the eyes of the one-horned old man did not dissipate as he stared at the thunder in the sky.
"Everyone outside says this is the Ruins Realm."
"They say this is the place where people will die after calamity."
He turned his head, looked at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "But you also know that this is the place where the calamity restarts."
"Next time the calamity is measured, the wilderness will return!" Feng Qi exclaimed.
The next time the calamity is measured, the wilderness will return to the world!
He couldn't imagine what his adoptive father was doing.
He is starting a calamity!
Above the sky, Han Muye also understood at this moment.
He personally started the next calamity.
It turns out that the calamity is not the reappearance of the shattering power of heaven and earth, but another kind of power, another kind of resurrection of heaven.
Calamity is a struggle between the forces of heaven and earth, and the shattering of heaven and earth is just an appearance.
When a kind of heavenly power sprouts and has the power to sweep the world, it is the time for calamity to arise again.
"boom--"
A bolt of thunder fell from the sky.
This thunder was not controlled by Han Muye, but was activated by the heaven and earth on its own initiative.
The moment this thunder landed, the entire wilderness was affected.
Countless strong men raised their heads.
Far away in the imperial city of the Xuanling Fairy Kingdom, an old man wearing a green and black robe and a golden crown showed a smile on his face.
"After waiting for so long, it's finally here..."
The old man gave a long laugh, and a green tree crown that stretched up to the sky appeared behind him.
Behind the tree crown, there is also a faint blood-colored shadow flashing.
When Wanhuaxian came to the imperial city, the eyes of an old man wearing a golden uniform flashed with light. In front of him, teams of golden-armored warriors bowed.
"The power of the Great Wilderness changes, and our opportunity has come."
"This emperor once promised you that I would take you out of this ruin world."
"You can feel it, this day is not far away!"
The old man's shouts spread throughout the hall.
In the main hall, everyone bowed, clasped their fists and shouted: "Death for Your Majesty——"
The sound reached into the sky, causing the heaven and earth in a radius of thousands of miles to shake, and a golden divine light shrouded it.
Deep in the wilderness, hidden divine beasts and powerful alien beasts emerged one after another.
Around them, the power of heaven and earth vibrated, seeming to penetrate into their bodies.
Some mythical beasts were silent for a moment, slowly letting go of their resistance to this power.
The expressions of some strange beasts changed and they turned and left.
…
In front of Han Muye, tall men wearing black armor fell down.
Transformation.
The Yunniu clan accepted the incarnation of Tianlei, gained inheritance from the thunder tribulation, and quickly integrated into themselves.
In this way, all the inheritance difficulties that they had struggled to overcome for many years disappeared.
"What a lucky man..."
Looking at the Yunniu tribe that had transformed into an avatar, Feng Shisi whispered softly.
With the comprehension ability of the Yunniu tribe, it may take a hundred thousand years to obtain sufficient inheritance.
Most cloud cows can only live in a state of ignorance for the rest of their lives, no different from wild beasts.
Now, with the power of the Heavenly Tribulation added to them, opening up their sanity and inheritance, and passively accepting the memory enlightenment, 90% of this entire group has actually transformed.
"Haha, okay, okay!"
In the sky, the old man Yunniu smiled and flew down.
There was a hint of envy in the eyes of those divine beasts from all races.
"Little brother, tell me, what do you want? I only have this, so just take it." The old man Yunniu turned to look at Han Muye and shouted loudly.
what do you want?
Han Muye was slightly startled.
Just now, he had read through all the inherited magical powers and rules of the Yunniu clan.
Good things like this are already rare, now you still want to ask for benefits from others?
Isn't it a little, too, kind?
"Ahem, senior, I'm not polite. I heard that your Yunniu family's Niu Bao is pretty good..."
…
It was already half a year later when Han Muye left the Yunniu clan.
At the Yunniu Clan's camp, he and the Yunniu Clan's divine beast ancestors deduced the changes in the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, and obtained many treasures.
In addition, groups of mythical beasts from all over the world came to watch, and from time to time he would trigger the power of the Heavenly Tribulation to show off.
Of course, every time a heavenly tribulation is triggered, some benefits can be gained.
You can’t do it for nothing, right?
When leaving the Yunniu tribe, the entire Yunniu tribe lined up to see him off.
Different from the previous Thousand Bulls Formation, now there are big men in black robes cupping their fists to send them off.
Transformation is not only the transformation of power, but also the improvement of spiritual intelligence and the understanding of the power of heaven and earth.
The Yunniu clan alone has a hundred true spirit realm experts, and other clan members who have gone through the Thunder Tribulation are at least at the seventh level of Yuanling.
However, they did not condense Yuanling and True Spirit.
During the Ninth Level Thunder Tribulation, their practice has changed from the traditional practice of the Great Wilderness.
Those Yunniu in the True Spirit Realm have a faint fairy light lingering around their bodies, and they are clearly at the peak of the Immortal Lord.
Most of the other cloud cows have various kinds of fairy lights on their bodies.
This is consistent with the practice of later generations.
Now that the calamity has begun, let the calamity's world-destroying power be minimized.
If the cultivation method in this wilderness is connected with the outside world, Liangjie will not destroy those worlds, but directly assimilate them.
However, Zhoutian Divine Realm is different.
What should they do about those gods who practice the gods’ exercises?
Han Muye was also curious.
Perhaps, this is the reason why the Gods have been suppressing all the worlds?
It is impossible for a strong person among the gods not to know how the calamity originated.
It's just that the mystery between heaven and earth is not something that anyone can figure out.
For thousands of years, Han Muye has been walking deep in the wilderness.
Feng Shishi and others accompanied him and visited the various groups of mythical beasts in the depths of the wilderness.
Regardless of the size of these ethnic groups, as long as they accept the new inheritance method, Han Muye can gain greatly.
When activating the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, he could see the magical power of the inherited bloodline of the divine beasts, and he could also see through the inheritance rules of these ethnic groups.
Analyze these rules and combine them with the power of your own understanding.
Unknowingly, the aura on Han Muye's body had changed.
More than five hundred years ago, Feng Shishi had a duel with Han Muye.
Feng Qi was very curious about the outcome of this battle.
It's a pity that no matter how he asked, the ancestor wouldn't say anything.
From then on, Han Muye never took action again.
Over the course of thousands of years, the power of heaven in the wilderness has changed.
The entire sky is shining with golden light, and countless spiritual lights are intertwined.
Immortal light blends with the origin of heaven.
Immortal energy surges.
Weaken the power between heaven and earth into low-level immortal power, and gather more power into the power of heaven.
Today's Heavenly Dao in the Wilderness is already more powerful than the Heavenly Dao before it turned into the Ruin Realm.
Because there are thousands of mythical beasts who integrate their own power and the power of their tribe into the way of heaven.
According to the laments of those mythical beasts left over from the prehistoric era, if they had done this in the prehistoric era, no matter how powerful the enemy was, they would not have been able to break the prehistoric world.
Deep in the wilderness, in front of a cliff full of flames.
Han Muye stood at the foot of the cliff with a solemn expression.
On the cliff, stood an old man wearing a black robe.
The old man looked at Han Muye with a calm expression, his eyes shining with bright golden light.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The old man whispered softly, and behind him, the golden sun and golden crow rose.
There can only be one Great Sun and Golden Crow in the world, so he has remained in the depths of the wilderness and has not appeared in the eyes of the world for countless years.
"Haotian told me you would come."
Han Muye didn't know whether the Haotian Golden Crow meant coming here or coming to the Great Wilderness Ruins Realm.
The more he dealt with these truly strong men, the more Han Muye discovered that many mysterious secrets seemed to be part of this strong man's calculations.
That includes his arrival.
"Have you thought about it?" The old man looked at Han Muye and said softly: "Once the inherited power of my Golden Crow clan is consistent with this Fang Tiandao, the calamity will really begin."
Start measuring tribulation.
Turns out this is the real key.
Han Muye didn't know.
"Boy, there are countless powerful people from outside the world outside Kunwu, and Kunwu's strength is weakening."
"You must open a passage and let the strong men in the wilderness go to Kunwu in order to protect Kunwu."
At this moment, a voice came from behind Han Muye.
Enlightened beast.
Looking back, Han Muye saw Mu Wan wearing a moon-white dress with a smile on her face.
"Senior brother." Mu Wan called softly, as if he had returned to Jiuxuan Mountain.
At this moment, it seemed that the whole world was filled with color.
Kaiming Beast, who was lying in Mu Wan's arms, raised his head and whispered: "Girl, your heart is beating so fast. What are you thinking about?"
…
The enlightened beast has indeed no longer activated Kunwu's power.
Even the strong ones among Kunwu can't come out.
Kunwu said it was the last relic of the ancient world, but it was better to say it was the last cage.
This is the cage left by those powerful outsiders who broke through the world in the first place.
They wait for the divine beasts in Kunwu to grow before harvesting them.
The people outside Kunwu now are not the same type as the strong ones back then.
"It's big out of bounds."
“None of us knows where the end of heaven and earth is.”
Enlightenment whispered softly.
At first, they all thought that the prehistoric world was the center of the world, but when powerful people from outside the world arrived and shattered the glory of all the divine beasts, they realized that it turned out that the prehistoric world was just like this.
"I don't know whether to let Kunwu be destroyed or to protect Kunwu." Enlightenment Beast looked at Han Muye and said softly: "I leave it to you to choose."
Opening up the Calamity Tribulation allows the Great Wilderness to materialize again, allowing the ethnic groups in the Great Wilderness to rush out, go to the land of Kunwu to fight against enemies outside the boundary, and protect Kunwu.
It is better not to start the calamity, let the wilderness slowly die, let Kunwu be broken, and let those ethnic groups in the wilderness come out.
The choice is up to Han Muye himself.
"Kunwu, what is it like?" Han Muye pondered and asked in a low voice.
"The appearance of the prehistoric times is still preserved there." Kaiming Beast looked at Han Muye.
"Forget it, I will use my last strength to let you go to Kunwu and have a look."
As soon as he finished speaking, his brows raised and his eyes opened.
The golden aura directly enveloped Han Muye's body.
Han Muye shuddered, and the scene in front of him began to change.
It was as if he had walked outside a door, reached out and opened the door, and walked into another world.
Turning his head, he could see countless groups of people with four arms and three eyes moving around.
They rushed towards the bright world ahead and attacked with all their strength.
The light shield outside the sky was mottled.
Han Muye opened the light door and stepped inside.
The vast aura penetrated directly into the body.
This is a breath with endless vicissitudes, coming from ancient times.
As far as the eye could see, blood and evil aura intertwined, dyeing the world blood red.
Countless bones are piled up like mountains.
Is this Kunwu?
Isn't it said that Kunwu is the last relic of the ancient world and the final destination of the mythical beast?
Why is there only killing here?
"Roar--"
A hundred-foot-long strange beast covered in black aura ran forward. Behind it, countless feet-long ants chased, wrapped up its body, and finally devoured it.
In the distance, a strange beast as tall as a mountain flew up, crushed dozens of strange beasts in front of it into meat patties, and then left with a long smile.
"call out--"
A golden exotic bird clawed at Han Muye's body, causing his body to shatter.
All the scenes in front of me disappeared.
Han Muye still stood where he was.
"Is this Kunwu?"
He spoke softly.
The enlightened beast nodded and whispered: "This is Kunwu."
There was a wry smile on his face, and he looked at Han Muye: "What do you think Kunwu, what do you think the prehistoric world is like?"
Yes, what do you think the prehistoric era is like?
In a world full of mythical beasts, wouldn't it be like this?
The ancient world was inherently disordered.
"What will happen if Kunwu is broken and all the divine beasts come out?" Han Muye raised his head and looked at the people around him.
Beside him were Feng Shishi and several divine beasts.
"Then, it's another calamity." Feng Shishi looked at him and said aloud.
The origin of calamity is not from one place.
In the end, who can become the real calamity, and who can sweep the world, still requires a game of various forces.
"As far as I know, there are at least six calamities that are about to begin now." A voice sounded in the air.
"Father." Mu Wan called softly.
In mid-air, an old man wearing a green robe slowly descended with a smile on his face.
Qingdi.
Xuantian Qingdi.
"Senior is the true form of Tongtianmu, right?" Han Muye looked at Qingdi and asked.
The appearance of the person in front of him was very familiar to Han Muye.
Tongtian Immortal Lord.
But he is not Tongtian Immortal Lord.
"Yes," Qing Emperor nodded and looked at Han Muye, "You must have met the Tongtian Immortal Lord."
"That was the dragon-crocodile divine soul seizing the body. My true body can only escape and hide here."
Facing the spirit of Dragon Crocodile, Tongtianmu couldn't face it directly.
"Tongtian Immortal Lord is one of the people who caused the calamity."
"The Gods, the forces behind the Gods, are also causing calamity."
"Dahuang, Kunwu, and the alien race besieging Kunwu."
"There is also the power beyond the gate in the deepest part of the abyss."
Qing Emperor looked at Han Muye with a look of envy on his face.
"You are the one who can start the calamity."
"I, Wanhua, can only seek opportunities to protect myself in the midst of calamities."
Han Muye knew that it was true that he was the one who started the calamity.
But Qing Emperor and Wanhua Immortal Lord can only protect themselves, which may not be right.
I'm afraid they have many back-ups.
"Haha, this girl of mine is my precious pearl, you can't bully her." Qingdi turned to look at Mu Wan aside and said with a chuckle.
Muwan herself is the bloodline inheritance of Tongtianmu.
When he was outside the Xu Realm and in Tianxuan, Han Muye could sense the connection between Mu Wan and Tongtian Mu through the power of the grass whip.
Whether it is Tongtianmu or Tongtian Immortal Lord, or those strong men scattered everywhere, who are not arranging various means to overcome the calamity?
In the original wasteland, those divine beasts in the wilderness, and the monster clans like Xiang Lingshuang and the others, weren't they the arrangements of the divine beasts?
"If I don't activate the Great Desolate Tribulation, in the end, I can only run for my life in the calamity like my predecessors, right?" Han Muye looked at Qingdi.
The original Immortal Lord Styx was running around amid calamities, and eventually fell.
In the Ten Thousand Flowers Heavenly Abyss, each of those ruin realms was an existence that fell in a calamity.
No one dares to say that he can survive the calamity forever.
"Not bad." Qingdi nodded.
"Then, what if I activate the Calamity Tribulation, and the Great Wilderness Calamity Tribulation can become the final winner?" Han Muye said softly.
Hearing his words, the Golden Crow old man chuckled and looked up at the sky: "You will become the master of this calamity like Haotian."
"Until the next calamity comes, it will either be destroyed, reborn, or leave."
Haotian.
Han Muye looked at the sky.
If he can start the calamity and succeed in the end, he will be the master of calamity.
Then only one of him and the Haotian Golden Crow can be left.
When the time comes, Haotian Golden Crow will need to choose between destruction or rebirth, or leaving.
Of course, it is also possible that he, Han Muye, was destroyed, reborn, or left.
But no matter what, the choice at that time was in his own hands.
Closing his eyes slightly, various scenes changed in Han Muye's mind.
The strong outsiders destroy the world.
The divine beasts in Kunwu wreak havoc on the world.
The gods are crushing the world.
All of this is worse than starting a great disaster by yourself.
He also didn't want to be a being running for his life amid calamities.
Then, control the calamity!
Some things are already destined.
"good."
Opening his eyes, Han Muye's eyes revealed a firm golden light.
"I'll start the great calamity."
