Zhang Qing's pupils reflected a scene that no one could see.
It was a dilapidated world, a world with only wreckage and ruins left. Light clouds and mist wandered around, and a few jade pillars full of scars appeared at the far end.
The moment he looked at the ruins, Zhang Qing already had the answer.
This is the thirty-three days, or in other words, the edge of the thirty-three days that Zhang Qing can see from standing here. He doesn't even know what day it is among the thirty-three days.
Dilapidated, decayed, and lifeless, it is today's thirty-three days.
Thirty-three days were shattered, but Thirty-three days seemed to still exist, but it no longer looked like it had in the past.
Not only that, above the ruins, Zhang Qing saw a bright golden light, in which the deafening Buddha's voice was difficult to dispel. There was also a hazy and dark demonic mist, corroding every corner it touched.
The terrifying ghost fog also exists, making the world that has been reduced to ruins extremely gloomy.
sacred? solemn? Vast? great? …
Borrowing the energy of the moment when he planted the golden lotus, Zhang Qing saw a fairyland that was completely different from what he imagined, and he also understood why Zhang Shenling told him that he hoped he would not despair after seeing the real world.
He understood why Yun Ku said at first that since the thirty-three days were shattered, no immortal in the world has ascended.
It’s not that I don’t have the qualifications, it’s that I don’t have the conditions.
The broken Thirty-three Heavens can no longer accommodate any immortal.
However, that dilapidated world was not all Zhang Qing saw. Behind that world, in the more secret depths of nothingness, he saw a dilapidated heavenly palace that still shone brightly.
Even if everything has fallen into decay, even if all worlds have fallen, that majestic heavenly palace still stands in the center of that world, suppressing the hearts of countless living beings.
Anyone who sees the appearance of that heavenly palace will only have one thought, and that is surrender.
Even if it is so dilapidated, Tiangong still has the power to calm the immortals.
But all this had no effect in front of Zhang Qing. He looked at the sky, looked at the half-remaining plaque, and understood what the big golden characters on it meant.
【temple】
That is the immortal pattern, and it is also one of the characters in the name of that heavenly palace.
Zhang Qingping looked forward, wanting to reach out and touch the plaque on the heavenly palace, because he had a vague feeling that it was the opportunity hidden in the unknown place in Yunmengze that the family head said.
The word [Palace] is not important. What is important is the half of the plaque. Only when it is engraved on that plaque can the immortal pattern have extremely terrifying power.
Zhang Qing did extend his palm, but it was only with his mind rather than his body. He tried to touch the sky.
Unexpectedly, his thoughts instantly crossed the boundless world, crossed the vast ruins and wreckage, and really appeared in front of the Heavenly Palace.
'Stretching out his hand', he touched the plaque. The latter did not weigh as much as he imagined. The moment it touched Zhang Qing, after a struggle that Zhang Qing himself was not aware of, half of the plaque disappeared as if it was weathered.
In an instant, Zhang Qing understood that the plaque had not disappeared, but was already in his hands.
He was surprised at how smoothly the trip went and didn't understand why he was able to do all this. He also didn't understand where the plaque was hidden in his body.
His thoughts returned to his body in an instant. When he looked at the Heavenly Palace, Zhang Qing found that the light above the majestic Heavenly Palace disappeared.
The dilapidated world disappeared, and Zhang Qing could no longer see that world, the thirty-three days that countless people went crazy for.
"The ninth day... where the Immortal Court is." The distant world became a memory, and Zhang Qing also clearly understood the coordinates of that world, which came from the ninth day of the Immortal World.
Chiming and Yangtian, the fairy court that once suppressed everything, are located in it.
Zhang Qing returned to the green mountain. Although none of the nine-petal golden lotus had opened, he felt that his power at this moment was probably not inferior to that of the family master.
Zhang Qing, who was immersed in his new power, naturally had no idea how many major events had happened in this world at this moment.
In an unknown place, there is a mighty sound, the heaven and the earth weep with blood, and all things mourn.
"There is a Buddha, seated and transformed!!!"
"There is a demon, bleeding!!!"
"There is Yama, reincarnation!!!"
Too many lives that could make the world tremble looked up at the sky, terrified of what had happened.
"The Great Sage is fighting and beheading immortals!"
"What happened?"
"The last afterglow of the thirty-three days was dim. No one knows where the afterglow disappeared. The immortal is dead."
"For thirty-three days, I have risen to the turbid underworld, and I have been driving the mountains and rivers, but I can't find that ray of afterglow."
"It's impossible, Buddha. You can't find that ray of afterglow, unless that ray of afterglow escapes into the last day - the great red sky of Taiqing Realm."
"Impossible, that is the place where immortals fell, and it is also now..."
"Then, where did the afterglow go?"
"Beyond the thirty-three days, is there a new heaven? Is there a deeper turbid place under the Nine Underworlds?"
"Knowing nothing, hearing nothing, that's the best answer."
The terrifying chaos quickly subsided, as if nothing had happened, and as if everything had changed.
"Ling Xiao is still there, carried by the Xuanwu spirit, and seems to be looking for the missing piece."
"Is that corner an opportunity?"
"Find, find Ling Xiao, find that incomplete corner. The final glory of Immortal Court can only be reproduced by the human race."
"The Xuanwu Spirit has died long ago. It walks very slowly."
"Then - open the way!!!"
Underneath the bloody voice was the death of endless creatures.
On this day, Zhang Qing did not have time to celebrate the banquet held by the Dao family. On this day, the Sunless Sea did not have time to brew a new round of murderous intent. On this day, all the creatures in the place blown by the wind saw the scene of destruction of heaven and earth.
Yun Mengze, countless monks, demons, ghosts, and Buddhist cultivators raised their heads and looked at the ray of sword light in the sky.
The sword that penetrated the end of the world split open millions of mountains, and also split open countless territories beyond the millions of mountains.
No one knows how many creatures fell under this sword, because a majestic giant bell followed closely behind, smoothing out the boundless territory, hundreds of millions of miles away, and everything hundreds of millions of miles away turned into flat ruins.
"Demons bleed, ghosts burn, Buddhism is melted, all are some beings paying homage to the thirty-three days."
Most of the existences like Shenting are silent. Millions of mountains are indifferent. The Sunless Sea is a pool of stagnant water. No one dares to jump out and speak. Compared with the sword and the bell, they have carried out dozens of actions on this land. Everything for hundreds of years is like a child playing with mud.
"They arrived ahead of time." Deep in the sunless sea, in a certain world, there were golden pupils with regret.
The vast world was plowed, and everyone finally saw that the four giant pillars that had been suspended at the end of the sky since they were born were now infinitely magnified in their eyes.
One breath, two breaths, the sky in Yunmengze becomes darker and darker.
The sun disappeared, the golden sunlight disappeared, and there was no light above the head, leaving only boundless darkness.
The void is twisting. At this moment, in the world under the darkness, all life is waiting with bated breath, waiting for the falling sky to judge itself.
Next to the Red Lake, the entire green mountain and a hundred miles in radius disappeared into the twisted nothingness. In the blur of time, Zhang Qing vaguely heard the sound of the giant object falling to the ground.
At this moment, everyone on Qingshan understood one thing clearly, that was Yunmengze, and even the entire Million Mountains.
It's all over!
