Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

"Wu Hao, where are you?"

Following his deafening roar, an unstoppable rage surged out of his body like a volcanic eruption, and with him as the center, it turned into an invisible shock wave, radiating wildly in all directions. This force, carrying the will of destruction and tyranny, wherever it passed, even the ground that had been devastated and riddled with holes could no longer bear its weight, and cracked one after another, like the wailing of the earth, the cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, bottomless, revealing a doomsday scene.

The Sutra Library, a holy place that once protected countless classics and secrets of the sect, was not spared at this moment. The great formation that suppressed the passage to the dark world of the wilderness below was unable to maintain operation due to the destruction of the Haotian Sect. In addition, the underground wilderness seemed to smell an opportunity, and a large number of wild monsters attacked with all their might. The great formation had long been shaky and on the verge of collapse. At this moment, the formation was further hit by this sudden angry energy, and a subtle but clear "click" sound suddenly rang out, which was a precursor to the collapse of the formation structure.

Then, a gray mist as thin as a finger but filled with endless gloom, as if breaking free from the thousand-year shackles, suddenly rushed out from the weakest link of the formation and rushed straight into the sky, tinging the originally clear sky with an ominous color. The rise of this gray mist was like a battlefield horn, blowing a signal to the Central Heaven Realm that another dark world passage had been opened.

As the first wisp of gray fog broke through, more gray fog seemed to have found an outlet to vent, and squeezed out from the gaps in the formations that were shattered by the impact. They were thick or thin, intertwined together, and instantly filled the sky above the entire Haotian Sect ruins. These fogs contained the power of corrosion and pollution. They greedily devoured the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transforming it into more turbid and violent energy, making this once glorious sect land now shrouded in silence and despair.

This roar seemed to be the key to open Pandora's box, pushing the peaceful world of cultivation into an unknown abyss.

"Even if you have to dig deep into the ground, you must find the people who escaped from the Haotian Sect. I want all those who have anything to do with Wu Hao to die without a burial place!" Ruan Qingtian's voice echoed between heaven and earth, with unquestionable determination and majesty. As his voice fell, in the Cangsheng Sect, one yellow lantern after another seemed to be lit up by an invisible hand. That was the symbol of the "lantern holders". They were like ghosts in the night, quietly dispersing, using space magic to travel through the gaps in space, each looking for their own way.

The reason why the Cangsheng Sect has been able to stand firm in Tianlingzhou since its establishment and own half of the continent is due to the "Lantern" organization. They are not only experts in capturing people and finding things, but also experts in assassination and surprise attacks. All this is due to the rigorous training of the fifth elder Wu Di and the fierce skills of the Seven Killing Hall, which makes this team unparalleled in reconnaissance and killing, and has made great contributions to the expansion of the territory of the Cangsheng Sect.

On the earth slope formed by the energy compression, there was an old man with slightly hunched shoulders standing, covering his mouth with his left hand from time to time and coughing lightly. After releasing his mouth, he did not retract his hand, but stood in front of his chest, as if waiting for the next light cough. He was also an old man of the Cangsheng Sect, accompanying the Cangsheng Sect all the way. Now he is the current leader of the "Lantern", Tan Jian, who was in the early stage of the Mahayana realm. At this moment, he squinted his eyes and looked at the wild monsters rushing out of the underground passage continuously, revealing a cold light, "Strange people stay away." He stared at the wild monsters rushing out of the underground passage, his heart was calm, and his face was cold.

The invasion of the wild monsters was like a sudden storm, rushing out of the passage like locusts, they greedily sucked the spiritual energy of the middle heaven, their satisfied moans and roars intertwined into a chaotic movement. These creatures from the wild dark world, their desire for fresh blood and food almost made them lose their minds.

Ruan Qingtian watched coldly as the wild monsters at the exit of the passage poured into the Zhongtian Realm in large numbers. He remained silent, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Hoo-hoo, it's human!"

"It's... fresh..."

"Such a strong blood energy."

The group of monsters began to stir, looking at the human monks on the ground with shining eyes and licking their mouths with their tongues. Ruan Qingtian stood in the air with a wide field of vision, and became the focus of the monsters.

"I'll eat first!" A ten-foot-tall beast-blood demon ape widened its scarlet eyes, pushed away the monster in front of it, took a big step forward, pushed off the ground hard and flew high, rushing towards Ruan Qingtian's position.

As soon as it moved, the Gu Yudie and other tribes stationed in the underground dark world of Tianqingzhou also swarmed over, trying to get a piece of the pie, fearing that if they were a step late, even the soup would be snatched away.

Ruan Qingtian's eyes were burning with anger, but he had no intention of taking action. The "lantern" leader Tan Jian below sneered. There was a vague yellow light behind him, which was as big as a mountain in an instant. The vague light suddenly gathered, and an ancient god's Dharma image condensed out, holding a yellow flag and dragging it backwards, majestic and awe-inspiring. As he opened his eyes, the Dharma image suddenly rushed forward, and its momentum was like a mountain pressing down on the top of the head, making the surrounding space tremble. The Dharma image opened its golden eyes lightly, shouted in a deep voice, and waved the flag. The gray curse pattern covered the monster group like lightning, instantly covering the monsters such as the bone jade butterfly and the demon ape.

The faces of the shrouded wild monsters turned pale, and their life essences escaped from their bodies. After struggling for a moment, they were absorbed by the flags. Looking at the corpses that fell to the ground, their life energy and spirits were completely dissipated.

Tan Jian flew slowly in the air, followed closely by the Dharma Image, and they pressed closer and closer to the gathering place of the wild monsters. Although the wild monsters were agitated by the sudden death of their companions, the greed and madness deep in their blood made them even more excited, and they had no intention of retreating.

When the Dharmakāya raised the banner again, a position suddenly became vacant among the group of wild monsters, and a demon ape with pale yellow eyelids shot out, punching Tan Jian with two fists. After this demon ape appeared in the world, there was no ripple of aura emanating from it, and it mixed in the monster group like an ordinary monster, attracting no attention. But when its aura was released, the natural blood suppression power made the surrounding monsters give up their positions one after another. It defected and stationed in the underground dark world of Tianqingzhou in the wild dark world.

The Dharma image was sealed by Daoge's two punches, hanging in the air without moving, and behind him, the incense essence that was dispersed by Daoge turned into smoke, making it even more ethereal. Daoge punched out with both fists and then changed to a horizontal elbow, knocking the Dharma image sideways for dozens of feet, and using the rebound force to rise up to the same level as Ruan Qingtian, with black moons appearing in his eyes, which was very obvious against the yellow eyelids. The powerful blood made the surrounding space fold, and a violent and mysterious aura condensed into heaven and earth around him.

At this moment, the immortal magic and the wild avenue collided violently in the sky above the Zhongtian Realm, and neither side took the initiative to attack.

Ruan Qingtian stared at the defector. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke: "Help me unify Zhongtian and the three regions of the wilderness. I will allow you to be my master and rule the world together."