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Boundless chaos, vast as a dream.
This place is the intersection of all realms, a forbidden place for those who master reincarnation, and the final destination of countless great realms.
Here, time is indescribable and space has no boundaries.
Each bright ray of light contains countless worlds, and countless worlds are born and destroyed at every moment. This is the world for those who cross reincarnation, and the place where all things wither.
The sun and the moon have no shadow, and the floating life has not stopped. In the endless stream of time and space, a ray of purple light breaks through the boundary, and a dim true spirit is wrapped in it.
Surrounded by the vast and silent mist of chaos, the vast void has neither the beginning nor the end.
Countless chaotic energies are surging, changing in the boundless realm, showing unique folds, intertwining into slender curves.
There are two qi, black and white, in each silk thread. They are the most original principles of chaos. The misty Taisu peels off the void and then evolves into the two qi of yin and yang. Tao generates one, one generates two, two generates three, and three generates all things... .
In a moment, the original principles of chaos gave rise to the myriad ways of heaven and earth. In the hazy light and shadow, a silver-light sacred tree holding up the stars of the universe was looming. The light of Taixu flowed, the chaos was chaotic, and time left no trace. Gone quietly.
This silver thread contains the boundless void and the stars in the sky.
Where the stars gather, there is an ancient temple that is completely purple. The rules of the entire world are chaotic and reflected in the corners. Endless chaotic airflow mixed with some rivers of time spread around the temple.
One after another, small whirlpools arise and die beside the ancient temple. On top of the whirlpools, there are great monks who have opened up billions of continents, mountains and rivers, ancient cities, fairy realms, and countless small worlds of stars.
Hengsha is like a boundary, innumerable!
"珰......"
The sound of the morning bell shook the stars, as if at a certain specified moment, the owner of the ancient temple did not appear.
A ripple appeared in a long and slender river of time. In the river, the sound of the vast avenue was heard. The sound was very vague, and then gradually became clear.
In the river, there was suddenly a green light rising into the sky. The green light then turned into a long sword, clanking and having extremely strong fluctuations of reincarnation. It wanted to break through the shackles of time and truly come to this time and space.
The shadow of this long sword has just appeared, and it seems to be able to restrain all the principles in the world on the sword. It can block time, space and years, and the Tao around it has been distorted and obliterated to varying degrees.
The source of the phantom does not seem to exist in reality, but in the reflection in the river water. It is extremely hazy and comes into being with the appearance of the reflection!
"Chaos will come to an end...
"The calamity is coming...
"Come from Si Ming Wuliang Ferry, the fate of life in the palm of my hand will disappear to the end. Come back..."
The vast Taoist sound came, the ancient temple shook slightly, and the aura of chaos began to surge.
In the ancient temple, a purple-bone skeleton dressed in azure Taoist robes sat quietly on a futon with dead leaves. After the Taoist sound filled the time and space, the figure seemed to move, and a ray of spiritual light suddenly appeared on the skull, and then it became dead again... ....
Next to the purple bone skeleton is a purple ball of light covered with a seal.
The unknown existence inside the light ball began to gradually disappear under the suppression of the regular god chain and 480 million runes. Purple light spread between the runes, and a slightly transparent purple sphere began to form. Inside There is only a looming dark light left in the figure, which will disappear at any time.
Then it slowly turned into a sword shape, and just when the sword shape was about to take shape, it turned into a spherical shape again, began to re-plasticize, and finally stabilized the shape, disappearing into the cracks in time and space like a fish unhooking into the river. .....
The Holy Sect of the Shangqing Dynasty.
The light of countless stars condenses together to form a vast and endless starry sky. Above the layers of clouds, a strange island hangs in the starry sky. There is an old man wearing a blue robe, looking regretful, standing with his hands behind his back.
Behind him, there were four ancient swords of different colors laid out with murderous intent. There was also a strange formation half-hidden and half-revealed in the starry sky, forming a whole with the entire starry sky.
The old man in blue robe is surrounded by various extraordinary symbols and dazzling brilliance, forming three huge rings of reincarnation that are unknown how wide. One is black, the other is gray, and the innermost one is dark red, which seems to contain the past and future. The secret contains the true meaning of time.
He sighed, obviously looking at the sky that has not changed for thousands of years, but it seemed like he was looking at something else.
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