The murky water flowed like blood in the pale bone streaks, while the silvery visceral sediment swirled on the body's skull, rolling the silent water.

This is where the miracles of the Six Realms are created. Except for those gods, no ordinary person can come close to this towering structure.

Only God can have a true dialogue with the six realms, not through the messages transmitted by the water waves of the soul to give instructions.

Therefore, standing here is also an epic who has become a half-human and half-god, a figure like a demon emperor.

The spirits that gather together will travel in droves through the ruins of the entire continent to reach the majestic peaks where the gods live.

And the sharp daggers hidden in the robes of the monsters are evil and lowly qualities, killing thousands of people, cutting off their heads, relying on the remains of ten thousand people to prove that they are enough to reach the heights of God.

However, they will eventually die here, at the feet of the Demon Emperor.

A group of people known as the emissaries of the Demon Emperor stood here, with the abyss under their feet, standing steadily in the sky, with burning lines on their bodies.

They bowed to the nearest god, cold skeletons dead in crystal amber, mountain peaks standing between the entire empire like a gigantic mountain, with a long gap cut by a massive splintering blade that spanned the gods.

The monsters created by the Demon Emperor and endowed the soul of the entire empire are now buried and imprisoned in a cage. The god sung by the spiritual teachers of the empire, or the god that has always been believed in by the apostles of the kings, is such a dying man, or "immortal".

Underneath this lake, it connects the source of the soul power of the entire empire.

Through the veins of the body of the goddess Eve, it flows out like blood along every vessel and bone marrow.

After the death of the Demon Emperor, those idols were not just a single body, the entire empire was built on the broken body of the Demon Emperor. This, of course, has become a secret of emperors and gods throughout the ages.

Rokudo used the corpse of the Demon Emperor to create generations of gods, guarding the treasures of the cemetery.

Those who die in the funeral and the monsters born in the funeral will become opportunities for decay, passed down from generation to generation, constantly creating new life.

These things that are carved beyond the miracle are unknown to anyone.

Even the messengers who work for God know only a fraction of what they do.

Like a silent ghost, the Six Paths devour and corrupt all the secrets, leaving a dark and filthy place free of chaos.

And the old ghost used to be above these, until the appearance of the Demon Emperor completely removed the status of these true gods, leaving them with no place to stand.

The dry air is like being ignited, and the raging flame is like an agile and greedy snake, constantly absorbing every bit of moisture.

The remaining restless and barren air crackled, and the sound of the six paths suddenly sounded like the ** vibration of an evil red dragon as it crossed the vast forest ocean.

When the old ghost's body gradually weakened, helplessly looking at the demon emperor who devoured all the spiritual sources, the shadow appeared, he was more like his other will, completely opened the concept of the sea of divine consciousness, and entered another level.

When the crows of the north migrate in large numbers from the cold sky, the old ghost finally realizes that another season has come.

As all the dead branches fell, countless black crows slowly devoured the sky from the far northern ice fields, and the temperature continued to drop.

And the people who live deep in the towns are wrapped in bloated animal fur in preparation for the arrival of the extreme cold.

During the last migration, the air grew thinner and colder, the sky seemed to be constantly confusing the boundaries of day and night, and the old ghost stepped out of his cabin in the forest, with fluffy snowdrifts piled up at the foot of the road.

The lush forest is now bare. The forest has been growing continuously since a long time ago, and now it is covered with towering clouds that cover distant towns and temples in the center of the empire.

The old ghost has been hiding here for several years, and since the Six Dao Demon Emperor took over the continent, it snows every winter.

The blood of the imperial capital once filled the entire forest here, and in that battle, he kept the secret, but it also inspired another level of divine consciousness, even to the point of the heavenly level, and the wooden stick in the old ghost's hand made him look like an old man in a hurry.

And the woollen cloak draped over his body kept out the howling wind, so that the cracked wounds on his body did not sting like they had penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"It's another year. ”

He was reminded of the infinite past, the glorious imperial city and the mysterious temple.

The country seems to be full of joy at all times, but here it is like a frozen wilderness, and the smell of disease and death spreads in the air.

As a liaison for the creation of new resources, he must bring back more favorable information to avoid the Demon Emperor's backlash against the aura.

The old ghost even forgot his name, and lived quietly here, looking for the changes in the imperial capital in every bloody street.

He was even more cautious than in the distant past, and there had never been a time when he wanted to survive more than he did now, even in a strange land.

He wanted to bury himself even more, like the ghosts that floated everywhere in the air, like the dust that fell on the blood.

As for him, he didn't know when war would break out again between the demon world and humans, but he had a hunch that such a misfortune would happen soon.

It seems to be looking forward to the day when it comes.

It seems that in the search for divine consciousness again and again, Da Yo Ah saw that he would eventually return in vain, so he would rather die a better death.

And completely destroying the mask of the demon emperor's hypocrisy is also what the old ghost has to do now, these are under the control of his divine sense, and the false world is a shame for the old ghost, the true gods who were originally above the Great Dao runes.

Back then, the Demon Emperor took all the spiritual sources as his own, and under the encirclement and suppression of several forces on the mainland, he agreed to release a part, but the most stable part was devoured and refined by him, which led to the old ghost and others being hunted down, and those who followed the miracle were all descendants of the Demon Emperor.

He used the spiritual source and some scattered flesh to piece together a usable puppet, which caused the old ghost to turn into a spirit body and live on the earth until it entered Zhou Tianming's body.

Watching Zhou Tianming slowly wake up, the eyes of the heavenly officials in his eyes were filled with bright light again, and the old ghost fell asleep with some satisfaction.

"It turns out that the so-called six realms of reincarnation are just jokes used by Taoism to restrain mortals from cultivating to become immortals. ”

Zhou Tianming finally saw why his body was so powerful, and the source of his power came from the order on Kunlun Mountain, the law of the entire space, and the Great Dao Rune.

The old ghost has always wanted to take away his body, but his strength is too weak, so he has to use the anger in his body, and gradually formed an ontological existence that transcends the six realms and transcends the order.

And the person who was able to reach this god realm was the previous Demon Emperor, who had ruled the world for thousands of years.