A hut that seems to exist between the unreal and the real, as if hidden in the cracks of the world.

Under the dim light.

The mysterious man is struggling to write.

[In the last years of the emperor, the world was in chaos. There are evil gods who try to destroy the world, prevent Nuwa from mending the sky, and repel it. The pillar of heaven does not stand on the mountain, with the help of the sun, moon and stars, and becomes immortal through the ages. 】

[Nuwa gave her name, and the god of Tianhe set the bottom ......]

The pen suddenly paused.

The mysterious man looked up at the faint candle flame above his head.

Continue to write: [The world is peaceful. Nuwa retreats to the temple, and the incense is immortal. 】

Pen down.

Suddenly there was a dark wind outside the window.

It seems that there are ghosts and gods crying, and it seems that countless unjust souls are wailing.

In the eyes of the beings of the Three Realms.

This ancient catastrophe of hundreds of millions of casualties and millions of fallen immortals has finally been completely eliminated.

But few people know about it.

What happened to the two people who carried everything for them?

And Yang Gang's purpose was also achieved.

The Three Realms and the beauties, he didn't live up to any of them.

Forget the dust and live.

Yang Gang did not die, but paid a heavy price.

It's just that all this is unknown. And what he did was destined not to be understood.

Even...... Because of the killing in the ruins of Buzhou Mountain, he was excluded by humanity.

In the days that followed.

The Three Realms began a period of peace and tranquility.

Sentient beings began to rebuild their homes and actively joined the ranks of repairing mountains and rivers to multiply.

Time passed year by year.

The shattered world is gradually coming back to life.

The army of the Emperor of Man was also in another place, establishing a new national capital.

They occupied half of the capital of Xiqi that had been built by the Zhou Dynasty, and directly moved all their families and relatives there.

The new dynasty is established, and the power overlaps.

Under Wen Zhong's organization, the army of the emperor rewarded meritorious deeds and divided the world.

In Yang Gang's eyes, such a system is very ignorant and short-sighted. But for the beings of heaven and earth now, it is the best path they see.

The capital of Xiqi is established, and it reaches all directions.

Heaven and earth began to flourish again.

In the past few decades, the entire mountain, sea, and world have changed greatly, and the ability to reproduce evolved from ancient times has allowed the number of remaining races to quickly recover.

When the population of the Three Realms reached a certain level, the power of Heavenly Dao authority suddenly began to recover.

However.

For the position of human emperor, there is still no one who can do it. The power of the ownerless Heavenly Dao authority is wandering in all directions of the mountains and seas, as if looking for the future 'true dragon'......

Pity.

At this time, the mountains and seas can match the virtue of the human emperor, and the person has not yet been born.

This person is the emperor, Wen Zhong can't deserve it.

Neither can the Red Lotus Lord.

Huang Feihu, Kong Xuan and others, who are highly respected generals in the army of the emperor, are even more unworthy of the position of the emperor.

And Yang Gang, who has long lost the trust of humanity, has never mentioned his name at all.

The throne of the emperor is undecided, and the princes are standing.

The world is gradually becoming unstable.

It's just that all this has nothing to do with Yang Gang.

He built an ordinary hut next to the old site of Chaoge and lived a life of almost isolation by himself.

Twenty years.

Thirty years have passed.

A hundred years have passed.

Except for the young generation of monks who happened to visit places of interest and traveled through the mountains and seas, no one paid attention to him anymore. Even the relatives and friends around him were reluctant to approach the gloomy hut.

It was as if he had become a sinner who had been abandoned by the Three Realms.

Until one day.

An anecdote began to circulate in the outside world.

Some people saw that Yang Jian, the Erlang God who was powerful and dominated the Three Realms, had become a decadent old man who was dying of old age.

This rumor is indeed an interesting story for the three generations of the Three Realms in the past hundred years.

But.

For the old man back then, it was a big event that was enough to make people's hearts tremble.

"Impossible!"

"It's absolutely impossible!"

"How can Yang Jian be old? He has a near-immortal life, a peerless supernatural power that overwhelms the Three Realms, and an almost invincible will, how could he ...... Will it be old? ”

"No, I'm going to go to the old place of Chaoge to have a look!"

At that time, Erlang God Yang Jian suppressed the first generation.

As long as he is alive, no one will dare to reach out to humanity.

But if he is dead......

No one has yet ascended the throne of that man.

And hidden in the shadows, Haotian, who had planned the Three Realms for hundreds of millions of years, the ancient Lord of Heavenly Court, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi...... Who could be their opponent?

No one is eligible!

When people don't need 'Yang Jian', no one ever thinks of him. But when the crisis loomed on the horizon, people finally remembered this once glorious and invincible No. 1 God of War in the Three Realms.

Time.

was already unresolved due to the position of the emperor of the people, and the surging humanity of the clouds gathered again.

Return to the ruins of the song of a hundred years ago.

Towards the suffocating lonely hut.

——

"Wang~~"

"Wangwang~~"

When Wen Zhong, Huang Feihu and other high-level humanitarians rushed from the capital of Xiqi to the old place of Chaoge.

As he cautiously approached the deserted hut.

Suddenly I heard a manic dog barking.

Then.

An old angry scolding came.

"Get out!"

"Get out of here!"

"Haotian, get out of the mountains and seas for me! Hahahaha, you can't fight me, you can't fight my ......"

The old voice burst into laughter, with a sense of delirium.

The voice......

Wen Zhong and the others listened to it, and subconsciously glanced at each other, and frowned.

The next moment.

'Crunch~'

A figure with a smirk on his face was pushed out of the hut.

Suddenly.

He seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the location where Wen Zhong and the others were hiding.

A pair of fiery red eyes immediately met everyone.

"Yes!"

Wen Zhong and the others looked at it, this person was red-haired, tall, but had a childlike face, it was the ancient god who had been hidden for a hundred years after the First World War in Buzhou Mountain, the Red Lotus Lord.

"Brother Red Lotus, why are you here?"

Wen Zhong appeared and asked.

"You must have heard the news when you came here." The Red Lotus Lord sighed, in this special place, he no longer had the power of the great gods who fought the Three Realms angrily.

Instead, he looked sad.

"Yes, yes."

A trace of melancholy flashed on Wen Zhong's face, and he wanted to speak again, "Brother Red Lotus, ...... voice just now"

"Yes, it's Yang—"

'Bang Dang'

There was the sound of bottles and bowls falling.

There was a roar of yelling in the room, "Get out! You black dog, you must be a fake of the Eastern Emperor! Get out of the mountains and seas for me...... Hahaha, this mountain and sea has me Yang Jian for a day, you don't want to get involved in half a point! ”

"Whew~~"

A low roar of grievance.

Then, in the stunned gaze of everyone, the black dog stood up, carefully pushed the door open, and withdrew from the house.

Then turn your head.

met everyone's surprised gaze.

"Wang!"

The Howling Dog roared angrily, his eyes instantly bloodshot, and his eyes flashed with hatred, ready to pounce.

"Howling Dog, don't mess around!"

The Red Lotus Lord hurriedly stopped in front of Wen Zhong and the others, and persuaded the Roaring Heavenly Dog bitterly: "It's all this time, no matter how angry you are in your heart, you have to wait for Yang Jian first." ”

"Don't add to the chaos at this time, good, good! The howling dog is obedient ......"

Red Lotus is like coaxing a child, and keeps coaxing the howling dog.

(End of chapter)