"The ancient world...the human race...has not yet risen!"
"Your... actions will... cause... big consequences."
Intermittent ethereal voices sounded from Tang Hao's ears, like explanations and compromises.
The black clouds covering the entire box have frozen at this moment and will no longer fall.
Looking at the shattered box in front of him, Tang Hao's eyes flashed slightly, "Didn't you already block the word "Last Human Race" when I said it before?
"Why do you still want to bring down the catastrophe? What, do you want to destroy me?"
Different from when I first received the box, the glass around the box now seems to have become stronger after Hongjun combined it.
Tang Hao remembered that he had just touched it lightly before, and a crack appeared on the glass.
In that blow just now, although he did not use his cultivation, he still used his full strength.
With such a blow, the box in front of him was not broken yet, but it was almost done.
Holding a hammer in one hand, Tang Hao slowly raised his other hand and stroked the cracked box body, "I said before that I would take back the robbery cloud in three breaths. How come you turned a deaf ear to my words?"
"The appearance of the calamity cloud... was not my intention."
"Changes in small events are not serious, but...anything that interferes with the progress of major events will automatically cause a catastrophe."
"...The calamity cloud cannot be recovered, but it will not fall. I am very...tired. Please do not interfere with...the progress of...the great event in the ancient times."
"Thanks!"
The ethereal voice became smaller and smaller, until finally it was as thin as the moan of a mosquito.
Looking at the thundercloud fixed not far below the top of the box, Tang Hao frowned.
The catastrophe cannot be undone? Then wouldn’t it be impossible for me to see everything in the ancient world with my naked eyes from now on?
Before Tang Hao could think about it, a stream of light suddenly appeared inside the box.
The flowing light is crystal clear and illusory, and I don’t know where it turned into.
After it appeared, it circled around the box. Wherever it passed, the broken glass began to slowly heal.
Although the healing speed is very slow, it is repairing after all.
The streamer made several rounds in the box, and finally plunged into the area where Tang Hao's hammer had just fallen, and disappeared.
Looking at this scene, Tang Hao finally couldn't help it anymore and he breathed a long sigh of relief.
In any case, destroying the box is not what Tang Hao really wants to see.
Everything he did was just to make the robbery cloud disappear.
Now that things have developed to this point, I never expected it.
I originally thought it was just an ordinary prefecture-level mission. Even though this prefecture-level mission seemed a bit unusual, Tang Hao still didn't take it to heart.
Who would have thought that the black mist that appeared inexplicably was the legendary evil spirit!
I thought it was just a competition with the disciples of Chanjiao, but I never thought that the other party would actually be possessed by the Demon Ancestor Rahu!
What Tang Hao didn't expect even more was that just by telling him his true race, he would actually cause the heavens to rain down a thunderstorm that would destroy the world!
"What does it mean that admitting your identity as a human race will cause great karma?"
Recalling what the mysterious voice said before, Tang Hao frowned and looked into the box.
Because of the coverage of the thundercloud, the primitive land that was originally visible at a glance became no longer visible.
Could it be that revealing his identity as a human race would interfere with the progress of a major event in the wild?
Once upon a time, Tang Hao's understanding of boxes was still very vague. When his consciousness entered the wilderness, all he thought about was how to keep a low profile.
Perhaps it was because when he first entered the prehistoric period, the two ferocious beasts fighting for the Jiuzhou Sheji Map shocked him so much that he was always a little timid in the future.
Tang Hao felt more and more that he might have been too careful when he thought that he had gone to Gongshan Pavilion to accept the mission just for a few books on common sense cultivation.
Just now, after seeing that the calamity cloud had not disappeared, Tang Hao raised his hammer and smashed the box without hesitation. The slightly panicked voice made Tang Hao finally understand that the prehistoric era was very terrifying. He could only survive the calamity. In ancient times, his cultivation level could only be regarded as an ant.
However, if his consciousness returned to reality, the prehistoric world in front of him would be nothing more than a sandbox surrounded by boxes.
So what if the saint sees through it? Since you have the strength to die with the entire prehistoric period, why should you always worry about being exposed?
Tang Hao guessed that the sound in his ear just now was the way of heaven in Tongtian's mouth.
Even Tiandao had compromised with him just now. Doesn't that prove that he now has the power to destroy the ancient world?
Looking straight at the inside of the box, Tang Hao suddenly remembered that he seemed to have mentioned that he was a human race more than once before.
Now that I have revealed my true identity, I will definitely not be able to withdraw it.
I don’t know if those people in the box heard it. They couldn’t really cause any huge cause and effect to happen because of my words, right?
...
In the prehistoric world, everything is silent.
The figure that looked like the return of the God of Creation suddenly disappeared inexplicably, and the indifferent gaze overlooking the world also disappeared along with that figure.
The huge and boundless ancient tree in the depths of the world also disappeared, the long river of time disappeared again, and the three thousand avenues no longer roared.
It was as if the whole world had had a big dream, and now that it had woken up, everything was back to normal.
But everyone knows that this is not a dream.
The boundless thundercloud above our heads is the best proof.
The thunderclouds thirty-three days away no longer descended, but there were no signs of disappearing either.
The endless rolling and tearing snakes are intimidating.
Although most of the void cracks in the sky have disappeared, there are still many remaining.
It was as if there were more tears in the sky, and a faint white light spilled from the cracks, like the first ray of light at the beginning of creation.
"Tiandao...compromised?"
Over a mountain range about a million miles away from Luoshui in China, Luo Hu looked at the calamity cloud that was no longer descending and murmured like a dream.
The Nine Heavens Killing Divine Spear in his hand, which had killed countless creatures, seemed to be much darker at this moment.
"No, it's not that Heaven has compromised."
An ancient figure standing next to Luo Hu shook his head. The eyes hidden behind the mist seemed to have passed through thousands of stars. The leaves of a willow tree in the sky behind him swayed slightly, "It's the way of heaven... I'm scared!"
"What?! Tiandao is scared? How is this possible!"
Hearing this figure's words, several other creatures with the same ancient aura exclaimed.
As the oldest creatures in the entire prehistoric world, they existed before the birth of the prehistoric world.
No one knows better than them how terrifying the way of heaven is.
Whether it is the former Pangu Kaitian or the subsequent Taoist transformation, there is the shadow of the guidance of heaven behind it.
Since ancient times, the will of heaven is unpredictable, and the will of heaven is truly supreme in all heavens and worlds!
Even the great road that all living things pursue is just a certain law under the operation of heaven.
With such an existence, how can one have the emotion of fear?
In other words, what could possibly scare Tiandao?
