You come?
Hei Wuchang's eyes flashed, but he didn't speak.
Xie Qi was thoughtful:
"The Conferred God Platform?"
An Qisheng built the Five Directions Conferred Gods Platform, so he certainly knew about it.
He could vaguely guess what An Qisheng wanted to do, but he didn't know what the use would be.
"Ascending has been difficult since ancient times. There have been so many cultivators in the past hundred thousand years. How many have attained the Tao? And even those who have ascended have to shed their mortal shells and go away as naked as they came. Even if the two are a hundred times stronger than the ones who ascended, thousands of people will be able to achieve enlightenment. Times, how can it be possible to carry the world away with it?"
An Qisheng looked calm.
This world is special. It is not just a continent. It is difficult to move it beyond imagination. Not to mention, he still has no clue about the principle of universe replacement.
Even if Gu Changfeng could vaguely sense that there would be an opportunity for a universe replacement in the future, what exactly would be replaced was unknown.
What should we do if it is replaced in the solar system?
What if a large swath of the starry sky including Xuanxing was replaced in this world?
All living beings in this world are miserable and pitiable, and all living beings in Xuanxing are equally innocent.
"Three hundred years will pass in a blink of an eye. Once a disaster strikes, only a handful of living beings in the world will survive, and hundreds of millions of living beings will be ruined. By then, there will be no chance..."
Hei Wuchang stared at An Qisheng:
"Everything in the world is divided into black and white. In extraordinary times, extraordinary things must be done..."
"In extraordinary times, do extraordinary things."
An Qisheng nodded in agreement, his eyes turning with a strong will that cannot be changed:
"In that case, why not let me try."
"Three hundred years are just a snap of the fingers, how long do you want?"
Hei Wuchang sighed helplessly, but took a step back.
It's not that he doesn't like to force others, but this man is worthy of being valued by the prince. After only ninety years, he has already had the strength to compete with them.
I couldn't force it, but I had no choice but not to force it.
"Why three hundred years?"
An Qisheng looked into the void and said quietly:
"March is enough..."
His eyes were faint, as if he had penetrated the endless mist, and saw the extremely distant ends of the sky, and the various God-conferring platforms.
"March......"
Hei Wuchang muttered to himself slightly, and then he realized that this Taoist An had clearly come prepared.
But I was also a little scared.
He was connected to Xie Qi's origin at this time, and he could naturally know what Xie Qi was thinking. He knew everything that happened when the Taoist An came to this world.
But because of this, he was a little shocked.
It's only been ninety years, and he hasn't even truly stepped into the realm of destiny, but he is already planning the "God of Heaven".
What kind of courage is this?
"That......."
After Xie Qi was silent for a moment, he spoke again:
"What do you need me to do?"
March is not a long time for anyone. He has been waiting for thousands of years, and he will not care about these three days.
If things didn't work out after three months, he would have no reason to refuse.
Phew~
An Qisheng's eyes narrowed, and as he flipped through it, a simple and mysterious little altar was revealed to the two impermanent eyes.
"This altar..."
The black and white eyes were fixed at the same time. Their vision was the best in the world, and they could see the extraordinary features of this altar without a doubt.
"Not an ordinary product..."
"Things that are not from this world..."
The two of them spoke almost at the same time, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise in their hearts.
Even without contact, just by looking at it, they could feel that this altar was of extremely high rank.
Similarly, they have only seen one such elusive treasure in their lives.
That is the core of the netherworld, the book of reincarnation.
Could it be that Taoist An relied on this thing to come to this world?
"What do you want?"
Hei Wuchang frowned slightly.
Naturally, they are no strangers to altars. They have practiced this method of offering many sacrifices to obtain a response from the other side of the altar countless times.
In fact, in today's world, many people are offering sacrifices to the Eight Lords of Netherworld and these two.
But the altar here is most likely not from this world. Once a sacrifice is made, what kind of things will be elicited?
Phew~
An Qisheng tossed it casually, and the altar suddenly swelled in the wind. In an instant, it had already turned into a height of hundreds of feet, and landed suddenly on the gate tower of Netherworld City:
"Sacrifice!"
Buzz~
The altar stood on top of the city tower, and the dim rune lines on it glowed with scarlet light, squirming like living creatures, and the mist floating around was swallowed up by it silently.
"It's so weird!"
Hei Wuchang stared at it, only to feel that once the shimmering mist was captured by the altar, it would completely disappear into the netherworld.
And this is unreasonable.
Because, whether it is the inspiration of heaven and earth or the evil spirits and hatred, it cannot be completely eliminated, whether it is the practitioner's inhalation or the pull of the netherworld.
It's just transforming it into another form. In essence, they still exist between heaven and earth, only increasing but not decreasing.
But at this moment, the Yin Qi really disappeared into the altar!
"Who is worshiping on this altar?"
Xie Qi's pupils also shrank.
"There are no worshipers on this altar. Its body is actually a scale, and the altar is just its appearance in this heaven and earth."
An Qisheng was also looking at the altar.
Ninety years after he started to use it, this altar has become more and more evil. Of course, this is not because the altar is evil, but because the objects he sacrificed through this altar are not of good nature.
From the bones of human demons, to the evil Taoists, to the emperor's ten cruel men, which one is not the most evil?
Naturally, this altar looks strange.
"The balance..."
Hei Wuchang chewed these two words gently, and his heart moved, and he captured the important information:
"Then can I think that if I put the heaven and the earth together on it, I can move the heaven and the earth away?"
"That's what they say, but it's not realistic."
An Qisheng shook his head slightly.
He once split a ray of divine will through this scale to capture the coordinates of the wilderness world, but when a complete human-demonic skeleton with white bones reached the other end, only a head was left.
If the heaven and earth are sacrificed, without mentioning the reaction of the "God of Heaven" in this world and the emperor, I am afraid that this continent will fall apart before we get to the other side.
Not to mention, whether there is anyone on the other side of the altar who can actually offer an exchange equivalent to this world...
"What is Brother Dao An doing with this altar?"
Hei Wuchang withdrew his eyes.
At this time, he was really confused as to what An Qisheng wanted to do.
"If things can be done, I ask you two to sacrifice the emperor and the ten beasts together at the right time..."
An Qi stood tall and stepped into the sky, his whole body filled with profound meaning:
"If things don't work out, then take it as an exchange with me!"
exchange?
Hei Wuchang's heart moved, and then his expression changed. He was about to speak, but Xie Qi held his hand down.
The latter shook his head slightly:
"Just wait and see what happens."
Boom!
An Qisheng stood up in the sky, and when his clothes moved in the roaring wind, a huge roar like thousands of thunders exploded from under the earth!
In an instant, the land with a radius of thousands of miles centered on Netherworld City was shattered.
Then, it was like a volcano that had been accumulating for hundreds of millions of years suddenly erupted.
Thousands of indescribable divine lights stretched across the sky, piercing the heavy fog, and illuminated the entire netherworld for a moment.
For countless years, the demons and ghosts who have never seen such a bright light quickly melted into the void like butter in a blazing fire under the illumination of such a powerful divine light.
Even in the turbulent seabed of the netherworld, the huge dragon head raised high could not help but lower its head and let out a painful and violent roar:
"Gu Changfeng!"
boom!
The divine light crisscrossed all directions, intertwined with each other, and faintly revealed a huge scroll that seemed to encompass the entire underworld.
The scroll is dark yellow in color and extremely simple. At a glance, you can't tell how many words are looming on it, and it seems to change thousands of times every moment.
Even though the scroll is everywhere, visible everywhere, and there are people staring at it, they can't make out even a single character on it.
But vaguely, everyone who sees this scroll has the illusion that life and death are not up to them.
Moreover, not only in the nether world, but also in the human world, light and shadow appeared, shocking countless people.
"Reincarnation Scroll!"
In the boundless ocean, a small boat was drifting with the current. An old monk wearing a bamboo hat sitting cross-legged on it suddenly raised his head. When he saw this huge scroll, his heart trembled.
This volume is clearly the legendary supreme treasure used by the Lord of Netherworld to control the life, death, and reincarnation of all beings!
According to legend, it was precisely because of this treasure that Lord Netherworld was able to send people to reincarnation.
In the two thousand years since the Netherworld Lord disappeared, countless people have ventured into the Netherworld, some to follow the footsteps of the Netherworld Lord, and even more people because of the cycle of life and death.
"The Scroll of Reincarnation Reappears..."
The old monk muttered to himself.
Since the disappearance of Lord Netherworld, this ancient scroll has disappeared, and no one can drive it away. For two thousand years, there has been no reincarnation between heaven and earth.
But at this time, it reappeared.
what does that mean?
Is it the return of Lord Netherworld?
Or choose the owner of the most precious treasure?
Phew~
While thinking, the old monk sat down on the boat, and suddenly it cut through the boundless sea and disappeared into the void.
Central Continent, Eastern Continent, Western Continent, Northern Continent...
A tyrannical existence, no matter where he was, no matter whether he was in retreat or not, he was suddenly alarmed.
After seeing this ancient book through various means, everyone was shocked.
Unable to bear it, he broke out.
They all came towards the Netherworld, but they all felt the reaction. Faintly, they only felt that an opportunity appeared. If they missed it, there would be no possibility of moving forward in this life.
boom!
Boom!
The Netherworld City shook violently, and the surrounding earth rolled like ocean waves. In the midst of the shattering, a more solemn and grand altar built around the entire Netherworld City slowly rose from the ground.
This altar covers an area of thousands of miles and is completely black, as if it is condensed from the most sinister and evil energy from heaven and earth. It exudes a terrifying aura that makes people go crazy just looking at it.
The altar rose at a speed that seemed slow but was actually very fast, and accidentally lifted An Qisheng's body.
And the "Scroll of Reincarnation of Life and Death" that was originally hanging on the altar.
It also landed in his palm with a 'clack' sound.
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