The sky is getting late, the night is slowly falling, and a full moon is across the sky, sprinkling a faint moonlight, reflecting all things on the earth.

In the endless desert, countless remnants of rocks and broken walls splashed down, reflecting the gentle moonlight, exuding a sense of loneliness and vicissitudes, which makes people feel distressed.

Once upon a time, it was a very prosperous religion, and its glory was unparalleled. However, with the flow of time, it was impossible to resist the power of the rolling wheel, and gradually declined to the point of complete withering.

Nowadays, a radius of thousands of miles, a barren area, a bleak place, people can't help but sigh.

"Sure enough, is there no eternal inheritance, even if it is incomparably brilliant, it will eventually come to an end" Li Hao stroked his palm on the stone wall and muttered silently.

"Yes, between heaven and earth, where can there be an eternal existence except for the Ten Thousand Dao Truths? Endless years of cultivation, brilliant and infinite time, will eventually fall into darkness!" Qiao Qibao shook his head and sighed.

The two wandered, crossed countless stone ruins, and finally came to the center of the desert.

Here, once the central area of the Supreme Sect, you can still vaguely see some half-collapsed palaces, which have been washed away by the years and are extremely dim, and even a large piece of it will be annihilated at the slightest touch.

"Do you know which sect's ruins used to be here?" Li Hao paused, looked up at a magnificent hall in front of him, and asked softly.

"I don't know, it's been too long" Qiao Qibao shook his head and remembered.

"It's a pity, if you can find a little clue, you may be able to learn some ancient secrets!" Li Hao sighed and said.

He carefully observed the mysterious patterns carved on the palace, and could feel an ancient atmosphere, full of traces of mysterious laws. Although it has been corroded by time, you can still imagine how powerful it once was.

This sect is very likely to have extremely terrifying cultivators, and even surpassed the powerhouses of the Immortal God Realm, ranking among the top of the Great Desolation. Because, in those lines, there is a faint atmosphere that belongs to the ancient era, full of majestic majesty. Even if I don't know how many years have passed, it still makes people feel suffocated.

"It is conceivable that this inheritance is absolutely extremely powerful, even more terrifying than the current Holy Land Immortal Gate, but unfortunately, it has been completely annihilated!" Li Hao's palm gently stroked the scratch, slightly forced, and suddenly turned into powder, and disappeared with the wind.

"Hey, there was a ray of light flickering there just now!" Qiao Qibao's body shook, and two divine rays shot out of his eyes, catching a little brilliance.

He greeted Li Hao and walked along the broken palace to the deepest part of the ruins.

Brushing aside the scattered rubble, the two of them unexpectedly found a buried underground palace, deep underground, dark and dark.

It may be because it was buried, but it is still well preserved, and some of the ruins can be clearly distinguished. Walking along the bluestone steps, I passed through a large area of darkness, and there was a dazzling light at the end.

The two were taken aback, glanced at each other, and stepped into it.

"Here"

"Is it a cemetery?"

In sight, a dense sarcophagus, each of which is very well preserved, and even cleaned very clean, without a trace of dust.

Even, in front of each sarcophagus, there are paper money that has not yet been burned, shining brightly.

Li Hao stopped, looked at the constantly boiling flames, felt a kind of sadness, and couldn't help but feel a little throbbing in his heart. He seemed to have a feeling, and he couldn't bear to see this bleak picture. Perhaps out of respect for the deceased, he walked lightly, flicked the paper money, and burned them even more vigorously.

"Lonely"

Li Hao mourned in front of the sarcophagus, and a sadness surged in his heart for no reason. His chest was hot, and he could feel an unnatural tremor in the hallway. Among them, the golden god's brows were furrowed, his eyes were closed, and a faint pain appeared all over his body.

Vaguely, Li Hao seemed to recall something, and a broken picture suddenly flashed in his mind: there, a vague figure slowly strolled through a vast underground palace, surrounded by countless coffins. He cautiously stretched out his big hand and gently swept the dust off the coffin, exuding a touch of pain and sorrow all over his body, very lonely

"Li Hao?"

Qiao Qibao gently nudged Li Hao and revived him from his contemplation. He looked at Li Hao, his eyes flickered, and a flash of brilliance flashed in the depths.

After a pause, he pointed to a stone tablet in the deepest part of the cemetery and said softly: "There, what seems to be engraved?"

Li Hao came back to his senses, and his brows couldn't help frowning. Just now, he vaguely seemed to see something important, but now he couldn't remember anything.

Shaking his head, he came to the stele.

"The Flying Immortal Cult, destroyed 70,000 years ago"

Li Hao looked at the handwriting in front of him and muttered softly.

It turned out that this relic was owned by a sect called 'Ascension Immortal'. This is a great sect with a long heritage, which was once extremely brilliant, ruling hundreds of millions of living beings in the entire Yanzhou, and it is extremely powerful. Even, at its most prosperous time, there were hundreds of thousands of disciples under it, and there were nine masters of the Immortal God Realm, which was amazing.

"My God, what has such a powerful sect gone through, it is actually ruined?" Qiao Qibao exclaimed.

In this world, the cultivators of the Immortal God Realm are already at the peak of existence, and they have unimaginable strength. However, with nine masters of this realm, this great sect was still completely scattered, making it unbelievable what had happened.

"Perhaps, I know why it fell?" Li Hao frowned and closed his eyes tightly.

His eyebrows were glowing, gradually becoming transparent, revealing a vast starry sky.

Among them, a huge star was flickering, falling down ten thousand dragon qi, misty, exuding a majestic aura that collapsed the eons, making people suffocate.

The endless dragon qi boiled and gradually intertwined, faintly outlining a vague shadow, tall and mighty.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a loud dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and it was clearly visible that a heavenly dragon was born out of nowhere, directly vacating from Li Hao's eyebrows, and submerged into the stone tablet.

Suddenly, the cemetery trembled violently, blooming with an eternal light.

"A Pure Land!?"

Qiao Qibao was startled, his eyes flickered, as if he saw a world appear in the light.

The stele trembled violently, and slowly became crystal clear, like a huge divine jade, shining brightly. Among them, countless runes flickered endlessly, falling wisps of immortal qi, intertwined into a colorful domain gate.

Looking through the gate of heaven, you can vaguely see a small world in gestation, full of colors. Pieces of crystal petals are flying, and the brilliant fairy light is flowing, just like the legendary fairyland, beautiful.

"Is this the real relic?" Qiao Qibao looked at the looming world and couldn't believe it.

"Brush!"

Silently, an old figure suddenly appeared in the dungeon, like a ghost, staring at Li Hao tightly.

His eyes shone like stars, and his slightly rickety body suddenly became straight, and he directly stretched out a pair of big hands and grabbed Li Hao.

The distance was still far away, but the old man seemed to have crossed the barrier of space and came to the two of them in an instant. He was shining with dazzling light, as if he had a kind of demonic nature, and he grabbed Li Hao directly.

"Who are you!"

Qiao Qibao didn't dare to slack off, and with a wave of his arm, he summoned a heavenly monument and slammed it towards the big hand.

The splendid heavenly monument, the avenue of the machine is swirling, flashing dense lines, full of mystical wisdom, like a mountain across the sky.

However, the old man's arms were straight, and there was an unstoppable flow of might. The five fingers trembled slightly, and they pierced through the Heavenly Monument directly, without the slightest block, and still grabbed towards Li Hao.

"Buzz!"

A crisp trill, followed by a brilliant divine light riot.

Li Hao's eyebrows flickered in his heart, and a simple stone mirror suddenly appeared, suddenly blooming with thousands of rui colors, turning into a big hand, and crashing towards the old man.

"Boom!"

The two big hands clasped together fiercely, and suddenly a large void completely shattered, turning into a black hole and devouring everything.

"Haotian Mirror!"

The old man spoke up, his tone low and full of surprise.

At that moment, the old man shook all over his body, and a ray of light flickered, suddenly exuding a terrifying might.

It was clearly visible that his back was straightening, and his entire body was shrouded in brilliant light, and he quickly regained his youth.

"Buzz!"

His eyes flickered, and the old man turned into a mature middle-aged man, shining with brilliance all over his body, like an awakened immortal. He flicked his arm again and grabbed at the Primal Mirror.

"Boom!"

The ancient mirror trembled slightly, and the smooth mirror surface was full of color, and there were magnificent heavenly palaces faintly, and thousands of immortal lights and divine qi were falling, endlessly.

"Boom!"

The big hand trembled, as if holding up the heavens and mountains, releasing the qi that destroyed everything, and all the voids along the way shattered, turning into black holes, terrifying. With the wave of that big hand, the five palms shone brightly, flowing out of the mysterious Great Dao Heavenly Machine, and crashed into the Heavenly Palace at once.

"Click!"

The big hand danced, like the hand of the heavens, only a slight flick of it, and immediately dispersed the endless Ruicai. Then he opened his five fingers and held the Su Ling Mirror in the palm of his hand.

"Poof!"

Su Lingjing trembled violently, but he couldn't break free at all. Those five fingers were like a cage, constantly flashing dense lines, forcibly imprisoning the Su Ling Mirror.

"Brush!"

The huge stone tablet kept trembling, and suddenly a spiritual light shot out of it, blooming with endless colors, and flew straight towards the big hand.

The spiritual light was brilliant, and it shook in the void, blooming with thousands of golden lights, like a round of colorful sun, shining brightly.

In an instant, infinite immortal qi emerged, constantly permeating and entangled, and it was unexpectedly intertwined with a splendid small world. You can clearly see the vague shadows of the statues in the mist, all of them are strange and handsome, like demon gods.

"Buzz!"

A sound of chanting sounded, mysterious and mysterious, full of ethereal Taoist meaning, containing the qi of the avenue, as if there were countless immortals chanting sacrifices, exuding a suffocating terrifying momentum.

"Boom!"

The vast aura fell, and it was pressed against the big hand at once. Suddenly, the terrifying sound of the explosion resounded in the sky, and the entire underground palace trembled violently, and the gravel continued to fall, almost being completely overturned.

The big hand was in pain, and the five fingers couldn't help but let go, and suddenly the Su Ling Mirror withdrew with a 'boom'.

"Ascension"

The mysterious man was taken aback, staring at the brilliant fairy light flickering in front of Li Hao, and muttered softly