In the constant stream of sharp system messages, Hakuya's body stiffened as stone.

[Warning!The system is facing the highest level of crisis!Start to actively hide the module and avoid the crisis for the time being!]

For the first time, the system message represented by the scarlet color showed all the predicament in front of him without reservation, and the information bars that had always existed in the white night vision disappeared in an instant. And disappearing at the same time as him, there is also the floating bar at the top of the horizon that has always existed, hiding the various modules.

At this moment, Bai Ye suddenly realized: the system has disappeared!

In the thousands of years since he traveled to the desolation, he has always had a systematic existence in his eyes. No matter what kind of feeling he had about it and what kind of attitude he had, he had to admit that he, the traveler of the desolation, Bai Ye, was used to the existence of the system!

He is accustomed to speculating with the news of the system, he is used to practicing with the pattern of the system, he is used to living with the pattern of the system...... The system is already inseparable from him!

So, at the moment when the entire system disappeared, a sudden blankness spread all over his body and mind!

No one could have imagined the confusion and uneasiness of the white night at this time. This is the kind of trepidation that only he can experience!

Luckily, the scarlet system message is still there. Taking the initiative to hide the module and temporarily avoiding the crisis all gave Bai Ye a reason to forcibly settle down in his heart. Or rather, the reason why I would rather force myself to believe. He was able to barely compose himself, kneel on the ground in the most gentle posture possible, and shout in the most peaceful tone possible.

"Terran White Night, meet Dao Ancestor!"

In the huge Zixiao Palace, there was suddenly silence. The six saints looked back at him, and Haotian, who didn't know when he was standing behind Dao Ancestor, looked at him. At the same time, the lofty Dao Ancestor also looked at him with meaningless eyes.

After a long time, the ethereal and faint voice sounded.

"Get up. ”

Bai Ye slowly got up, with a pale face and a particularly thin figure, standing in the Zixiao Palace.

Dao Ancestor called softly: "Haotian." ”

"Yes. Haotian took out a small bell from his bosom and threw it to the center of the hall. Dao Ancestor raised his eyes and saw that a spell flew out from the small bell and disappeared into Dao Zu's arms. Losing the suppression of the spell, the small bell was windless and automatic, and it grew rapidly, and in an instant, it had become a large bell that was one person high.

It is one of the three treasures of the opening of the heavens, the innate treasure of the East Emperor Bell.

Dao Ancestor said slowly: "Although Taiyi is dead, this treasure already has a master. ”

All the saints present unanimously turned their eyes from the Eastern Emperor Bell back to Bai Ye. No matter how they thought about it, they couldn't understand when the Eastern Emperor Bell became Bai Ye's? The only intersection between the Eastern Emperor Bell and the White Night was the battle 800 years ago! But even if Bai Ye left a divine imprint on the Eastern Emperor Bell that time, how could the Eastern Emperor Taiyi not be able to eliminate it in 800 years? The saints asked themselves, even if they did it themselves and separated the divine thoughts, it would not be possible to withstand the hard work of the 1800 years!

Under the joint gaze of all the saints and Dao Ancestors, Bai Ye's face became more and more pale.

Dao Zu frowned slightly, slowly raised his arm, and lightly touched the tip of his index finger in the void.

All the saints noticed his movements, and all of them looked solemn and serious. And the white night was even more immobile in an instant.

They had all seen this action of Dao Ancestor before-it was during the first Lich War, on Buzhou Mountain, Dao Ancestor and Pangu transformed by the Twelve Ancestor Witches fought against each other!

Ding——!

A crisp sound sounded, and the Donghuang Bell suddenly trembled, and a little purple light floated out of it, dissipating into the air. At the same time, Bai Ye screamed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The trace of his divine thought placed in the Donghuang Bell has been completely erased! The Donghuang Bell is no longer his!

Dao Ancestor withdrew his arm, ignoring Bai Ye, who was vomiting blood, and just said slowly: "He said that when the Eastern Emperor Bell appears, you will sense the opportunity a hundred years in advance to compensate." Would you like to?"

Bai Ye knelt on the ground, and his red lips spit out in response: "Obey the Dao Ancestor's order!"

Dao Ancestor nodded, opened his mouth and blew, and a spatial crack suddenly appeared in front of him, and the Eastern Emperor Zhong suddenly escaped into it and disappeared.

At this point, the matter of the East Emperor Bell is over. But the saints frowned even more, looked at each other, and found that each other was puzzled.

Dao Ancestor's body is in line with the Dao of Heaven, and he is the incarnation of the Dao of Heaven, unless the heavens and the earth change drastically, he has never interfered in things with the desolation. It seems that the ownership of this kind of spiritual treasure is needless to say, let alone this kind of erasing the brand of other people's treasures and turning them into ownerless things again?

This kind of behavior can be done by people, immortals can do it, and even saints can do it without face, but only Dao Ancestor can't do it!

Something must have gone wrong!

The expressions of all the saints were solemn in unison. They raised their heads together and thought about Dao Ancestor.

Dao Ancestor still narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly unaware of the eyes of the saints, and continued: "If the mountains do not fall, the sky will fall apart. If the world is unstable, you need to have the power to suppress luck. Establish the Heavenly Court to rule the heavens and all the worlds and regulate the desolation!"

The saints were shocked, and instantly suppressed the doubts just now.

Doesn't this mean that even more powerful forces than the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, and with the permission of the Dao Ancestor, will be established?

"Dare to ask the teacher," the Supreme Sage lowered his head slightly, and took the initiative to speak: "What is the personality of this Heavenly Court?

Dao Ancestor said: "The sage educates sentient beings and is the supreme of heaven and earth." Although this heavenly court rules the heavens and all the worlds, it is also the education of saints. The Supreme of Heaven is called the Great Heavenly Venerable, second only to the saints. If you subdue the saint sect and dominate all the sects, then its position can be advanced, and it will be the position of the emperor of heaven, equal to that of the saint!"

The saints first frowned, then tightened.

The supreme of heaven and earth is the great celestial deity, second only to the saints, which is a good thing and confirms the supreme status of the saints. However, his position can advance to the Heavenly Emperor, which makes the saints dislike it: the Demon Emperor's handsome posture is still in his mind, and now there is a position that can advance to the Heavenly Emperor...... "Dare to ask the teacher, how is the Heavenly Court constructed?"

"The Heavenly Court is constructed by the Heavenly Court Supreme itself. You can also help with one or two. As for the Supreme One......"

Dao Zu was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Bai Ye, are you willing to do it?"

Since the loss of the East Emperor Bell, his face has become more and more pale, and Bai Ye, who has always been silently kneeling on the ground, heard the words, and instantly shook his body, looked at Hongjun incredulously, and said in a lost voice: "I?!"

Not only him, but also the faces of the saints showed surprise.

The supreme of the heavenly court, ruling the heavens and all the worlds, and regulating the desolation. This kind of task must be the top powerhouse of the Flood Wilderness, even the quasi-saints of ordinary points are not yet able to do it, let alone a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal in the White Night?

What's going on?

(To be continued)