The place of origin is the initial birthplace of the entire Yang God World, whether it is the Great Thousand Worlds or the Outer Void, they are all born from here, and it is also the place closest to the other side.

If a cultivator comprehends the origin of the universe here and breaks through the realm, it is ten or a hundred times easier than anywhere between heaven and earth.

However, although the place of origin is a holy place for cultivation, its location is also very mysterious and dangerous, and only the most extreme cultivators in the universe of heaven and earth, that is, the powerhouses who are infinitely close to the yang god and shatter the vacuum, can feel it.

Since ancient times, a group of Yang God masters led by the Immortal Emperor and the Daoist of Creation, the thirteen Holy Emperors of the Ancient Ages, and the Hundred Saints of the Middle Ages have finally chosen the place of origin as their final destination.

As the most mysterious place in heaven and earth, even a thousand times more mysterious than the Nine Abyss Divine Domain, since ancient times, I don't know how many masters want to find the location of the place of origin. Even Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji Junchen have been looking for this land where many ancient saint emperors and yang gods have fallen, trying to get a great opportunity from it, so as to achieve the realm of yang gods and shatter the vacuum, but they have never found it.

However, with Xia Yang's current cultivation, his mind was running, and his eyes flickered, he penetrated infinite time and space, and saw a lot of power of time, which kept passing, like a rushing river, and never looked back.

And in the deepest part of these time passes, in a collapsed time and space, it seems to be vague, there is another heaven and earth, the breath of that heaven and earth, strange but pure, like a kind of maternal placenta taste.

At this moment, the Immortal Emperor and the Creation Dao Man were setting their sights on him.

So after Xia Yang chuckled, his body moved, crossing the infinite space, and headed in the direction of the place of origin.

Bang!

Xia Yang shuttled through the endless space alone, shattering the endless nothingness, and finally the temples saw an extremely vast river in a dark and deserted void.

This river is completely composed of the power of time, and countless times have condensed into grains of sand, flowing forward forever.

A vast river formed by the "sand of light" is more magnificent than the "galaxy" in the universe, and it is boundless, I don't know how deep, I don't know how vast.

Xia Yang knows very well that this is the river of time, and all scenes are presented in the form of "light", transformed into the most primordial time, which is constantly passing.

In fact, his current position is still in the Great Thousand World, but this is a different angle from the Great Thousand World, the Outer Heaven World, and even any position in the Heaven and Earth Universe. Time is in a peculiar form, to show everything in the world, the light that continues to flow around the world, the impact force is very great, every grain of light, has the power to penetrate the body of the peak immortal.

Even if it is a master of the Nine Thunder Tribulations, driving the King of Artifacts, it is not an easy task to cross this long river of time. Every beam of light, every grain of light, is moving forward all the time, from the beginning to eternity, the power of erosion is boundless, and it is impossible to reach it until you die in one life.

But Xia Yang has now achieved the realm of smashing the vacuum and the Yang God at the same time, and he is already one of the strongest people in the past, plus he has opened up the inner heaven and earth in his body, and his body has almost surpassed the level of the king of artifacts, even if it is the Immortal Emperor and the Creation Dao Man, he is not his opponent in terms of strength, and this long river of time cannot help him at all.

"Jingle ......"

Xia Yang's infinite golden body was constantly impacted by the "sand of light", and while his breath spanned millions of miles, there were also tens of millions of miles of light and gravel like a grinding wheel, constantly polishing and refining his body. These extremely fast sands of light hit his body, and instead of breaking his golden body, they bounced back, bursting into a series of sparks, as if they were a King Kong body.

"Sands of Light, absorb!"

When he was constantly washed away by the long river of time, Xia Yang also opened his inner heaven and earth, absorbing I don't know how many sand and gravel of light, all of which were white and crystalline, and tiny sand grains that kept jumping.

These spar sand grains, full of shapes, like a circle but not a circle, like a square but not a square, are the shape of a seed, which contains a huge impact, but now they are all sealed by Xia Yang with supreme power, and can only operate in it, not leap away.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a few days and nights, or maybe a few months, suddenly the "sand of light" that flowed violently from the outside world rushed more violently, roared, and passed dozens of times larger than before, and the huge surging power made his body have a very difficult feeling, as if it would be subverted at any time.

"It seems that the Land of Origin is about to arrive, so the power here is particularly violent. ”

Xia Yang's heart was like a mirror, without a trace of panic.

At the very bottom of the "Long River of Time", a seed shape seemed to be a wonderful void, in which many stars twinkled, and there were many suspended continents, and even many suspended oceans, suspended seas of fire, all floating in it.

In short, in this void, there is everything strange and bizarre.

Bang!

Suddenly, the feeling of time rushing over suddenly stopped, and Xia Yang had entered the Land of Origin.

At this moment, what caught his eye was a suspended continent, millions of miles, and there was no sun and moon in the sky, only patches of light and dark air currents flowing.

As far as the eye can see, the same continent floats in the extreme distance of this suspended continent, and in the farther away, there are many more stars, and those stars seem to be moving, each of which is moving according to a unique trajectory, large and small.

These stars are not naturally derived, but after the fall of the yang god, the yang god's thoughts are formed, with their own weak consciousness, and surging and vast power.

It's just that their thinking is too slow, and it takes millions of years for a single thought to work.

And at Xia Yang's feet, there was a white and crystalline bone that shimmered with light, and he just glanced at it and knew that this was the corpse of a great supernatural person who had cultivated to the extreme of martial arts, and at least there was a flesh-and-blood derived cultivation. I think it was many years ago, while crossing the long river of time and coming to the place of origin, my physical body was also invaded by the sands of light, and I was seriously injured, and finally fell here.

Gathering his breath, Xia Yang only felt that the air was filled with a gas. And this gas is extremely conducive to immortality and is conducive to cultivation breakthroughs.

The Land of Origin is too big, not smaller than the Outer Heaven World at all, it is simply equivalent to another Great World!

There is a strong origin qi here, nourishing all things, washing away filth, which is very beneficial for cultivation, if an ordinary person lives in this origin place, absorbing the origin true qi all year round, cultivating into a martial saint and a ghost immortal is almost as easy as eating.

In addition, it is also conducive to the growth of all kinds of spiritual grasses and spiritual objects, and this place of origin is simply a natural treasure trove, with all kinds of treasures and spiritual objects that can be seen almost everywhere.

Many extremely rare spiritual objects from the outside world abound here.

If it was before, Xia Yang would definitely disdain these so-called treasures, but now, he collected some of them and moved them into the inner heaven and earth.

"The place of origin is really wonderful, if you can refine this place, I am afraid that it is no less than the king of an artifact!" Xia Yang felt this place of origin, and suddenly had a thought.

However, this place of origin is not the Nine Abyss Divine Domain, even he doesn't have this ability now!

Then, Xia Yang moved his gaze to the center of the place of origin, a magnificent mausoleum surrounded by the surrounding palaces, and immediately sensed a vast and endless aura of civilization, and in this aura of civilization, there was a wisdom of the mountains.

It is the burial ground of the medieval princes, representing the wisdom of the medieval princes, and it is also the place where the greatest Taoist system and treasure in the place of origin are located, majestic and magnificent, and the glory is endless.

The sons of the Middle Ages have always been regarded as the wisest group of sages between heaven and earth.

In contrast, the Ancient Yang God Masters were the most powerful group of people.

Whether it is the ancient Yang God or the ancient princes, the ultimate goal is to transcend the sea of suffering and reach the other side.

But the philosophies of both sides are completely different.

The two sides represent wisdom on the one hand and strength on the other, as if they were one and the other, and there is a fundamental contradiction.

It can be said that looking at the original development trajectory of the Yang God World, it was essentially a war, a war between the ancient Yang God and the ancient princes.

As a latecomer, after entering the place of origin, the medieval princes forcibly broke the tricks arranged by many ancient Yang God masters, and collected the Dao system, treasures, and corpses they left behind, and built this Zhuzi cemetery, which can be called the king of the strongest artifact in the past.

It's just that the power of the ancient Yang God is not trivial after all, although the Ancient Princes suppressed them all, but many of the Yang God masters among them still have powerful spiritual consciousness in their corpses, and even the Ancient Princes cannot completely refine them.

Because of this, before the fall, the medieval princes also arranged their own back hands, waiting for the last son of the princes, that is, "Yi Zi", to arrive, and then completely suppress the remnants of these Yang God masters!

But those masters of the Ancient Yang Gods also left their own arrangements, waiting for their respective heirs to arrive, release them, and finally destroy the Dao system of the Ancient Princes.

With a little spiritual sense, Xia Yang could sense many powerful spiritual senses at the Yang God level from those palaces outside the Zhuzi Mausoleum.

However, he didn't care, with the power of his current Yang God and Shattering Vacuum at the same time, it was enough to suppress all the existence in the Land of Origin. Those Yang God masters who are not yet dead, but only have one breath left, can be destroyed with a snap of their fingers, and they can't pose a threat to him at all!

After smiling faintly, Xia Yang flashed into the cemetery of the sons and came to the mausoleum of the hundred saints of the sons in the center.

Without destroying or tampering with anything here, Xia Yang walked directly through the heavy space in it, and when he came to the deepest part of the mausoleum, he saw a bridge.

A long golden bridge across the void!

This golden long bridge is the king of artifacts created by the sons and hundreds of saints, the bridge on the other side.

Under Xia Yang's spiritual induction, he could clearly feel that the power fluctuations emanating from the bridge on the other side were actually several times more powerful than the Eternal Realm and the Ship of Creation, and could even be compared to the Infinite Golden Body after he opened up the Inner Heaven and Earth.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the king of the first artifact of eternity!"

Xia Yang sighed in his heart, followed by a flash, and once again passed through the infinite mysterious void barrier, and descended on this bridge on the other side.

In an instant, through the powerful power emanating from this bridge on the other side, Xia Yang could clearly feel the infinite wisdom emanating from its core.

At this moment, even he had a feeling of enlightenment, a sudden feeling of opening, his mind was cleansed, and his thinking became extremely sharp.

"Is this the power of wisdom?" Xia Yang sighed slightly.

And at this moment, in the void not far from this, an extraordinary aura fluctuation suddenly came out, and then the phantom of a Taoist person condensed out of thin air, full of hazy and long-lasting meaning.

On the bridge, he saw the Taoist, and the Taoist saw him.

"Fellow Daoist, you're finally here!"

The Taoist spoke calmly, his voice unusually old.

"Well, I'm coming. Xia Yang was not the slightest surprise at the appearance of the Taoist, but smiled faintly: "But the Immortal Emperor in person?"

How cultivated he is now, how can he not see that this Daoist person is not a real body, but just a projection condensed by a residual thought.

But it is such a projection, but it has a cultivation that is no less than the level of the Yang God, looking at the entire Yang God plane, except for the Immortal Emperor and the Creation Dao Man, he does not think about the third person.

And Xia Yang had practiced the exercises of the two of them, and he knew the inheritance of the two very well, so he could naturally make accurate judgments from the breath of the other party.

The Taoist nodded: "Yes, I am the Immortal Emperor." ”

Even if he had already judged the identity of the other party, he had already been mentally prepared, but when he heard the Taoist admit that he was the Immortal Emperor, Xia Yang couldn't help but feel a sense of shock!

After all, he clearly knew what the four words "Immortal Emperor" meant.

The first person in the primeval era.

The first person among the yang gods.

The teacher of the ancient Holy Emperor's "plate".

The creator of the fairy way.

The one closest to the other side.

Throughout the ages, the most powerful and mysterious person.

The power is limitless, and the power is unstoppable.

This is the Immortal Emperor!

"I originally thought that since the sons of the princes, no one would cultivate into a yang god in this era, until the appearance of the last son of the sons, 'Yi Zi', broke my speculation. I can't imagine that now that Yi Zi has not arrived, Daoyou has come first, which is really an accident in an accident! What should I call Daoyou? Is it to call you Xia Yang, or is it a martial god?"

The Immortal Emperor spoke again.

"It's all right, the name is just a title, Immortal Dao friends are all respectful!"

Xia Yang didn't care, just paused slightly, and he smiled indifferently: "But now that this seat has achieved cultivation, it should have a new name." I think of the Tao of Wuji, and fellow Daoists can call me 'Emperor Wuji'!"