Chapter 1917: Counterattack Time

"Holy shit! This is too cruel!"

Taoist Changyuan closed the book.

"Originally I wanted to see the dirty stuff about the Yumin tribe's high priest when he was a child, but it turned out that his childhood was so miserable! Those who raise children in captivity are simply inhumane, and are worse than animals!"

"Now I finally understand why the high priest of the Yumin tribe wants to extradite the void to destroy the world! If I had been treated like this since I was a child, I would also want to destroy the world!"

Taoist Changyuan could not help but sympathize with the fate of the high priest of the Yu Ming tribe, and was also concerned about the fate of the high priest of the Yu Ming tribe after he left the prison.

So he quickly opened another book and read it eagerly.

After flipping through several books, Taoist Chang Yuan's eyelids jumped and he couldn't help but sigh.

"This is the fairyland!?"

"This is hell!"

"Why is the Immortal Realm like this? It's not even as good as the Human Realm where Shu Han made a fortune!"

"The four major races are fighting too fiercely."

"How come this Cang Yan turned black as expected!"

"He wants to be a saint!"

Taoist Changyuan continued reading in disbelief. He found that the Cang Yan recorded in the book was completely inconsistent with the high priest of the Yumin tribe in reality! He continued to browse quickly, but the more he looked, the more Changyuan Taoist's brows tightened.

Finally, Chang Yuan, who had browsed half of Cang Yan's life, closed the book, his eyes flashing with great fear and shock.

"It's over! It's over!"

"Run quickly!"

He did not continue to watch the rest of Cang Yan's life. Instead, he rushed out of the Wanshi Collection and rushed to the Wendao Jade Platform. He lay on the Wendao Jade Platform with great seriousness and carefully studied the "Wenwen Golden Scroll" left by Cang Yan. 》.

Immortal King Gale was quite surprised to see Chang Yuan suddenly become serious.

He leaned over curiously and asked: "Xiao Changyuan, have you finished reading Cang Yan's life? Quickly, tell me about it. Who is this Cang Yan? I am curious!"

Immortal King Gale was chattering on the side, and Taoist Changyuan frowned and turned around to scold: "Stop arguing! I don't have time to talk about these nonsense for you. I want to seize all the time to understand Cang Yan's "Tao Jin Scroll". Youcang You can’t stay in Yan Zai’s spiritual world for a moment! Run!”

Taoist Changyuan remembered some details of the "Golden Scroll" left by Cang Yan, and hurriedly got into the Wanshi Collection, using the Wanshi Collection to accelerate his understanding of its secrets. Seeing Chang Yuan chattering like this, Immortal King Gale became even more curious, but he had no way to interfere with Chang Yuan's normal enlightenment activities, so he could only sit there and worry.

"Damn little Changyuan, you actually don't take this king seriously!"

"Just wait, if you meet my true form, I will send you to the human world to see the toilet!"

"snort!"

In this way, the unruly Taoist Changyuan rarely devoted himself to the understanding of Taoism. He shuttled back and forth between the Eternal Collection and the Jade Platform of Dao Dao. The Mysterious Self state that analyzed the nature of the avenue came to him many times, and he continued to attack the peak of the avenue with Chang Yuan, who was already extremely enlightened.

In this way, several years have passed, and Taoist Changyuan has been studying Taoism in the eternal collection for tens of thousands of years.

During these tens of thousands of years, Taoist Changyuan, in addition to studying "The Golden Scroll", also tried to figure out Cangyan's life, and looked for resonances with the "Golden Scroll" in his life experience.

Unknowingly, Taoist Changyuan's level of cultivation has increased. In the immortal palace, there is no need to survive the tribulation. As long as the state is perfect, he can absorb the holy light of immortal skills and advance. In tens of thousands of years, Taoist Changyuan has reached a height equivalent to the seventh level of immortal tribulation.

Looking at Taoist Changyuan's busy practice, Immortal King Gale exclaimed: "It's quite good! At first, I thought he was a complete idiot, but I didn't expect him to understand Cang Yan's "The Golden Scroll" It’s so deep that he has reached the seventh level of immortal calamity in a blink of an eye.”

"No, the master was a famous human genius back then. It's a pity that Shu Han came from behind and surpassed him."

"Oh, what a pity. It would be great if Shu Han came to ask about the Immortal Palace. I am more optimistic about the Shu Han you talk about than the kid Chang Yuan."

"I'm sorry, Master, but I'm actually more optimistic about Shu Han, hahahaha."

Xiaofang and the Gale Immortal King were chatting and laughing, and Chang Yuan was still studying hard. However, at this moment, the spiritual world has reached a decisive moment of life and death.

A white figure streaked across Wanfang Continent.

Shu Han came to the East Coast tribes who had been in exile and found that all the trillions of creatures of the East Coast tribes had disappeared. The Xuanlian Imperial City where he once lived has become a dead and empty city.

Not only the tribes on the east coast, but also the entire Wanfang Continent saw half a living being. The Wanfang Continent has become a lifeless restricted area.

In the desolate land, Shu Han was the only one walking forward alone.

Every tens of thousands of miles, Shu Han could see huge cracks growing in the earth, and dazzling sunlight spurted out from these cracks. These cracks in the earth are centered on the Abyss of Light in the ancestral homeland of the Yu Ming people, and spread like spider webs throughout the entire Wanfang Continent. The light cannot be suppressed and pours out of the cracks, spreading to every corner of the Wanfang Continent.

As nothingness surged across the entire Wanfang Continent, Shu Han clearly felt that the laws of the heavens were retreating in the Wanfang Continent. The power of nothingness began to dominate in Wanfang Continent. Even Shu Han, who possessed the power of heaven, could clearly feel the suppression of the laws of heaven by nothingness.

If it were other monks, even if they were in the Mahayana Tribulation Stage and set foot on Wanfang Continent, their combat power would quickly decline due to nothingness.

The eyes full of light, the law of decline, and all signs indicate that nothingness is about to completely descend on the entire Wanfang Continent.

"Sure enough, time is running out!"

Shu Han stood on the vast land of thousands of tribes on the east coast, looking at the ancestral land of the Yu Min tribe.

After a shift in time and space, Shu Han came to the birthplace of Xiguang.

The ancestral land of the Yumin tribe!

The Nanzhen Peninsula on the edge of Wanfang Continent is the ancestral land of the Yumin people.

Now it has become the center of the entire Wanfang Continent.

Because there are only living creatures on this peninsula in the entire Wanfang Continent.

But to be precise, it is no longer a living creature.

Standing on the edge of the Nanzhen Peninsula, one can listen to the air waves of the Sea of All Realms slamming against the bedrock of the Nanzhen Peninsula. Looking from the Nanzhen Peninsula, Shu Han could see the nine bright one-eyes hanging high in the northern sky. That is the symbol of the nine great priests of the Yumin tribe.

Then he looked down and saw that the densely packed disciples were like pottery figurines, covering the entire Nanzhen Peninsula. They stood frozen halfway in Nanzhen, with countless pairs of purple eyes looking toward the sky, neatly looking at Shu Han who had descended on the Nanzhen Peninsula.

"You're finally here."

The voice of the Yumin tribe’s high priest resounded throughout the Nanzhen Peninsula.

Shu Han looked into the distance, looking at the high priest of the Yu Min tribe standing on the abyss of light, talking to him across thousands of miles of time and space.

"Are you looking forward to it Cangyan?"

"Just you?"

"Actually, I alone am enough, but how can this battle, which concerns the life and death of all spiritual worlds, not involve the participation of all beings in the spiritual world?"

As he spoke, Shu Han clapped his hands, and the vast space and time behind him immediately became strangely distorted.

It's as if countless worlds are bordering the spiritual world behind Shu Han, and tens of thousands of time and space tunnels are unfolding in this area. Behind each round of time and space tunnels is a different scene of the spiritual world.

Human army!

Demon army!

The demon army!

The army of gods and sages!

Canglan tribe army!

…

All races in the spirit world, no matter big or small, organized an army, walked out of the time and space tunnel, and gathered into an overwhelming spirit world coalition, gathering behind Shu Han and obeying Shu Han's command.

Hundreds of tribulations, thousands of Mahayana, and tens of millions of spiritual armies descended on Wanfang Continent!

"Lord of Heaven!"

The unified shouts of all races shook time and space and resounded through the sky.

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