In this way, in the expectation of the disciples and teachers, the 20-year disciple competition of the Breath of the Universe sect began.

Because all disciples over 5 years old are required to participate, and abstention is not allowed.

So the taciturn snail was forced to get involved, even though he felt it was just a waste of time.

"Black-Wristed Oren, vs. Snail - Rider."

In the first game of Dabi, the snail's opponent was ranked as the senior brother of the same period, Black Wrist Oren.

"What a musty guy this brother is! I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out. ”

"yes, I was so unlucky, I met the black wrist in the first game."

"I wonder how many tricks he can survive?"

"A few more tricks! You think too highly of him, you can be Amitabha Buddha without being killed in seconds. ”

The remarks of the crowd were almost one-sided and inclined to black wrists, because their senior brother, in their impression, was too strong, and he was an invincible existence in the contemporary era.

And the snail is a silent nobody, and there are even many disciples who can't even remember his name, let alone see him fight.

In this way, in the sympathetic eyes of everyone, the competition began.

The black-armed Oron did not underestimate the snail's obscurity, and he entered various combat states as soon as he opened.

Eight Gate Dunjia, Elemental Fist, these are all familiar moves for Li Mingqi.

Then Black Wrist struck the snail with a heavy punch containing the power of darkness.

The battle was short and peaceful, and when everyone thought that the snail was about to be seriously injured on the spot, the result was surprising.

The snail easily caught Oren's dark blow with his left hand, and with a palm of his right hand, he directly shook Oren back.

The snail followed closely, and with a seemingly ordinary punch, it unleashed an almost earth-shattering momentum.

The power of chaos is something that no force can resist, not even a god.

Everything within a few thousand meters behind the black wrist was annihilated by this chaotic punch.

The snail didn't hurt Blackwrist, as Blackwrist wasn't his enemy.

Everyone was stunned, shocked by the strength of the snail, and some even questioned whether it was acting or not.

But the snail quickly shut everyone up, because the result seemed to be the same for every game after that.

The black wrist can go through 3 moves in the hands of a snail, and he is already the strongest among all the disciples.

Because the other people who are ranked as snails can hardly be worthy of any of his tricks.

The snail rider, with the strength to destroy the withered and decayed, won the big competition of the sect this time.

At this point, the snail has become the legend of the Breath of the Universe, the true, living legend.

……

After Dabi, based on the strength of the snail, the sect took advantage of the situation to improve his seniority and made him an elder.

However, he doesn't deal with affairs, but only helps when the sect encounters a strong enemy.

In this way, the snail practiced in the Breath of the Universe Dojo for decades.

Until one day, decades later, the Day of Destruction, it really appeared.

The sun went out, a red moon came into the sky, earthquakes, tsunamis, hurricanes, meteorites, and other super natural disasters began to appear one by one.

A large number of creatures have fallen into the illusion and killed each other, and the Primordial Realm has entered an unprecedented catastrophe, seemingly destroying at any moment.

The catastrophe lasted for about a month, and the ordinary creatures had basically perished, and the various high-level monks only lasted a little longer.

Only then did the snail understand why the legendary man was able to escape this destruction, because of the legendary realm, he could break through the barriers of space and reach the void.

With its own strength, the snail easily stepped back into the void in this collapsing environment.

And behind him is the world that is about to be destroyed, the Primordial Realm, also known as the Primordial Land.

With nothing to do, he wandered in the void, and he didn't have anything to do anyway, so he simply practiced and lived a good life.

After wandering in the void for an unknown amount of time, the snail felt a familiar aura, the man who had given him the power of Chaos, Isvoun of Chaos.

Just as the snail wanted to go over and meet him, the snail who had lived in the void all year round sensed that something was wrong and that there was danger.

Sure enough, Vaughn was surrounded, and he had 6 enemies, each of which was extremely powerful, at least much stronger than the snail at this time.

And the snail relied on its own particularity, hiding in its shell, floating around these people with the void turbulence, eavesdropping on their conversations.

"Parud, why?" Vaughn said.

"Brother, you are too strong, the new world needs balance, and you will break this balance, so you must die."

A man who looked very similar to Vaughn replied.

"It's a balance of a few of you, right?" Vaughn scoffed, seemingly unconcerned about the crowd's surrounding.

In the snail's memory, the footage of their conversation did not continue, but turned directly to their battle.

……

This is simply not a battle, but a war, it is the destruction of the world, and every collision of these seven people seems to have the power to destroy the world.

But the details of the specific battle, the memory picture of the snail is not very clear.

The distance was too far, and the scope of the battle was too large, and he couldn't get too close.

The battle did not last long, it was over in just a few hours.

The other 6 people, all wounded, but Vaughn, the snail's guide, fell.

The men dismembered the corpse of Chaos, as if his corpse were a rare treasure, and each took a part of it with him.

The snail didn't move, he was afraid that others would find out about him, because those people were too strong and he would be killed.

The memory of this is very clear, the snail waited in this place for a year, and did nothing.

……

It wasn't until a year later that he moved his body slightly.

And it was also at this time that the place where Chaos died, condensed a cloud of chaotic power and floated towards the snail.

Vaughn of Chaos, in the form of a shadow of the void, appeared in front of the snail.

He tried to touch the snail's head, but found that he was disembodied.

"Miracle, you've grown so big, speaking of which, you're still my apprentice, hahaha."

Vaughn smiled open-mindedly, he was a bohemian and didn't seem to care about his own death.

He can not care, but not snails.

"Chaos! Are you dead? ”

The snail was still a little unconvinced, in his senses, Chaos was the most powerful existence, and those gods of the original world could not be compared to it at all.

"Well, I'm dead, I'm human too! Although they call it a god, I always feel that kind of title is quite SB, and a few of them are still complacent, so don't learn it in the future! ”

Vaughn seemed to be in a good mood and joked with the snail.

As if to see that the snail was in a very low mood, Vaughn spoke again.

"If you really feel sad, set yourself small goals! Like killing them and avenging me? ”

Vaughn's words were more like casual words, because he knew that it would take too many years to reach the level of God.

But the snail took it seriously, nodded heavily, and set this goal as the only thing he wanted to do in the future.

"I'll give you a gift, this is my baby, and I usually don't want to take it out!"

Vaughn's figure gradually coalesced into a Heart of Chaos, merging into the snail's body.

"Hide and wait for a new world to emerge." The Heart of Chaos made its final voice.

It was Chaos Vaughn's last will, and the snail complied.

And it wasn't long before the snail understood what Vaughn meant, and it was Vaughn's last protection for him.

And he has inherited a part of the memories from the Heart of Chaos, which belong to Vaughn's memories.

。 m.