At this moment, on the Western Continent, there is chaos.

The "Eternal Veil" and "Round Heaven" that had been hanging over the edge of the world for countless years disappeared completely at this moment, as if it had been torn open, and then the blue sky also cracked, revealing the deep black that belonged to a dark age as recorded in mythological texts.

The moon hangs high in the sky, radiating a bright light in the sky.

The multicolored, invisible essentia of ordinary people suddenly exudes its own light. These essentia sensed the presence of their own being, felt the appearance of the larger essentia, and manifested themselves at an extremely frenzied rate.

These heavenly realms with or without an owner have gone crazy with the arrival of the outer gods.

……

On top of a towering mountain, a Taoist priest in green clothes let out a "huh", and he walked towards the Taoist temple with a solemn expression - without him, but as a monk who cultivated the "Heavenly Dao of Destiny", he suddenly couldn't feel the trajectory of fate.

He walked briskly, moving swiftly downward at an otherworldly pace, but for some reason he always felt that the sky was overcast, and that something terrible was about to happen in the next moment.

What's going on...... The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and his pace was a little faster. On the way down the mountain, the surrounding bamboos planted on the mountain sway in the wind, making a "rustling" sound.

Combined with the gloomy sky now, it looks like there are ghosts hiding in it.

For this somewhat strange atmosphere, the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi did not have any fear - not to mention that this is where their Taoist temple is located, there are elders and sect masters who have lived for thousands of years on the mountain, and he has killed hundreds of ghosts and monsters in the process of going out to kill demons.

In that case, how could he be afraid that there were ghosts hiding around him?

The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi strode down the mountain, ignoring the sound of bamboo coming from his ears, and when he passed by a thatched house, his footsteps paused slightly, and he sneered:

"Left Road."

In the realm of the sect, most of the thatched houses under the mountain are like this. Under the dim light of the windows of each thatched hut, there was a disciple who had embarked on the path of cultivating immortals by means of "sideways and left-handedness"—they relied on taking pills instead of cultivating themselves, so that any orthodox disciple who had started cultivating himself since he was a child and made himself closer and closer to the Heavenly Dao was disdainful.

——From the records of the sect, it is not a secret that these disciples who take the pill can only reach the realm of the golden pill at most.

And the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, who cultivates "fate", is already stronger than these leftist disciples at a young age. Not to mention, these leftist disciples are the most likely to fall into the devil.

After a brief retraction, he continued to walk down the mountain, and then began to climb another mountain, and at the top of that peak stood a rather large Taoist temple, and the monk in Tsing Yi did not spend much time, he totoed to the ground, and soon reached there:

On top of the splendid Taoist temple decorated with silver ornaments, there are four large characters:

"Walk for the heavens"!

This is the embodiment of the status of our Heavenly Fortune Sect in this country...... The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi walked into it with pride, he lowered his head, and wanted to salute the elder according to the usual rules - although he was already a Yuan Infant Monk, he was still only a junior in their sect.

I don't know why, but when he walked into the temple, he felt that the ground was a little slippery, not like the touch of the floor tiles that he usually felt when he entered the temple.

He didn't think much about it, but just started the tedious etiquette according to the rules. However, as he bowed his head and saluted respectfully, he felt something sticky dripping onto the back of his head.

He reached out and felt that what appeared in his hand was a black-brown ...... Bloodstain.

Blood!

The Tsing Yi Taoist priest's robe was a little red from blood, and he drew the long sword in his hand and leaned towards the side vigilantly.

The clear moonlight shone in front of him, pouring down from the broken roof. Just as he moved his steps and took a step to the side, the place where the blood had dripped just now "plopped", and a festering figure fell.

The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi pinched his nose to identify it slightly, and suddenly there was a little horror in the depths of his pupils:

"Great Elder?"

He tried his best to suppress his low roar, but his voice was uncontrollable at this time: as he called out the name of the Great Elder, he felt a line of sight penetrate from a distance and fall on him.

Even the Great Elder of the Refining Void Period had an accident...... Who is it that harmed the elders of my sect?

After passing the "Tribulation Period", he will be able to embark on the true path to becoming an immortal, and at that time, the cultivator is actually more akin to an immortal—and the Great Elder is such an existence, he is already close to becoming one with the Heavenly Dao and entering the "Merge Period".

He was suddenly terrified, and he could only stretch out his hand and hug the Great Elder whose body was festering to the side. After leaving the Taoist temple in shock, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and by the light of the moon, he could see the face of the Great Elder as if he were a dry corpse in that bright light.

Suddenly, an unconcealable emotion surged into the chest of the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, he clenched his fists, and a little tears rolled down his cheeks:

"Who did that, Grand Elder?"

"I will avenge you ......"

After walking out of the Taoist temple, he saw the scene inside through the open door.

The floor was covered with a thick layer of blood, which was why he felt a little slippery when he entered the door: there were "big and small" corpses lying on the ground, and this was the source of the black-red blood stains on the floor.

Please don't get me wrong, the reason why it is "large and small corpses" is not that there are children or the corpses of elders with advanced mana who have cultivated their appearance to rejuvenation, but only because the fractures of those corpses are as if they have been gnawed by something, and only a small piece is left—it looks extremely terrifying.

The lower part of some of the corpses had some mercury-colored organs and dragged intestines, which emitted a faint silver glitter in the moonlight, like mercury flowing on the ground, and like the tail of a mermaid.

But more often than not, there are only pieces of a "jigsaw", and it is difficult to identify the corpses.

After hearing the voice of the monk in Tsing Yi, the "Great Elder" suddenly raised his head and looked at the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi beside him.

It was only at this time that the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi discovered that the Great Elder's eyes had become hollow. In the corners of his eyes and on his old face, there were even more coagulated blood marks and fragments of eyeballs!

Although the appearance of the demon was even more terrifying than this, the appearance of the Great Elder was obviously unexpectedly miserable to the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi.

The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi was taken aback by the scene in front of him, and then the Great Elder grabbed his shoulder excitedly, and his expression suddenly changed: "Don't look at the sky, don't look at the moon, we are sinners, I am a 'sinner'......"

Looking at the Great Elder, who suddenly became a little crazy, the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi couldn't help but panic. He pursed his lips, which had lost a little of his blood from the horror of seeing this scene, and he didn't know what to say.

But in the next moment, he saw the half-dead Great Elder, who was still a little crazy just now, but his expression was dazed and sluggish at this time, and his old lips squirmed:

"I am a 'sinner'...... 'fate' is dead, this is our 'fate'......"

"I'm a 'sinner' who usurped the authority of the priest—"

"The Commanders have returned, they have come back to take back their things!!"

The Great Elder's voice was like a wail, making the Tsing Yi Daoist Priest's scalp tingle. As soon as he finished speaking, his jaw suddenly lengthened in an unnatural form, and with the sound of bones shattering, a pale arm came out of his mouth:

At the very front of this arm, a mouth full of fine fangs smiled at the front of the arm, and the palm full of fine teeth covered the face of the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, and the last thought in his mind before the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi lost his will was:

"Shouldn't the moon be red......"

The creepy sound crackled, as if some creature was eating, and as his flesh quickly dried up, the owner of the hand slowly emerged from the "faded" body of the Great Elder.

After killing the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, the owner of that hand shook the wings behind his back and stood up from the blood. A robe made of linen appeared on his body, and he praised it reverently, and a "river of fate" suddenly appeared around him.

With the flick of his finger, in that river of fate, there was a possibility in the countless tributaries that was constantly magnified, and finally occupied the entire river of fate, and as this possibility increased, he laughed with satisfaction, walked forward, and praised in a magnificent cascading voice:

"The Great Circle of Fate."

"You are an eternal reincarnation, a predestined fate."

"You are the cause, the effect, and the process."

Themiporos praised reverently, and his tone was calm and reverent, as if the natural disasters that were emerging around him were not his own hand.

"Before you come into this world, I will prepare for you a sacrifice that is sufficient for your coming."

The flames burned fiercely, as if they were about to burn the green mountains, staining the dark night sky red.

In the firelight, the old Taoist priest carrying a bright red peachwood sword climbed towards the top of the mountain with great difficulty, his steps were hurried, his brows furrowed, as if he did not know the will of the Star Heavenly Dao.

He looked at Themipolos, who was standing in the midst of the fire, raised the peachwood sword in his hand, and made a defensive gesture. A little starlight appeared on his body, and a little star lit up behind him, sheltering the old Taoist priest.

"Heresy."

Themipolos spoke in a majestic voice:

"Why not follow the Lord's will and return your life to the Lord?"

The "Heavy One" in Sequence 4...... A believer in the superstar evil god.

Evil Cultivation in the Merge Period...... Which Heavenly Dao priest is this acting on behalf of?

In the minds of Themipolos and the old Taoist, the level of each other's strength flashed at the same time, the difference is that Themipolos saw the level of the demigod in front of him at a glance, while the old Taoist relied on the enlightenment of the superstar master.

As an outer god who has completed himself and entered the essentia world ahead of schedule, the Superstar Juggernaut obviously has more time to arrange his means than the other outer gods.

The look of Symipolos in Termipolos:

"Lord, forgive the sins of the world."

Under the magnificent voice of Themipolos, the old Taoist priest only felt that his ears, nostrils, and corners of his eyes were like lightning strikes, and a little blood seeped out uncontrollably. At this time, his bold words before going down the mountain were still lingering in his heart, his expression was hideous, and the starry light on his body was circulating.

In this realm, it has been a long time since there has been a demi-immortal at the level of "Unity of Heaven and Man" that can be integrated with the Heavenly Dao, and the old Taoist priest is also the first time to see it - after realizing that many Heavenly Dao in this world have gone crazy, the old Taoist priest wants to come here to seek the help of the monks of the Heavenly Fortune Sect.

Even before, when the old Taoist had no way to embark on the path of cultivating immortals by cultivating the Heavenly Dao of his own sect, he knew the powerful strength of the Heavenly Fortune Sect.

It's just that he didn't expect that even the Heavenly Fortune Sect, which controlled the path of the three Heavenly Dao Divisions, would be quietly destroyed like this—and it was even very likely that the one who destroyed them was the substitute of the Heavenly Dao Divisions they believed in.

The commander who is in charge of the "Heavenly Dao of Destiny", the Si Ming who is in charge of the "Heavenly Dao of Fate", and the last "Weaver Girl" who does not know what kind of heavenly dao she masters, but can weave her destiny.

The old Taoist priest's face was stained with blood flowing from his seven orifices, like a mad demon. He still remembers his last words before going down the mountain:

"This Dao Master is going to replace the thirty-eight fellow brothers who died...... Slay demons and eliminate demons. ”

Looking at the old Taoist priest around him who was stripped and shattered, Termipolos looked calm, and he gently stretched out his fingers, ready to lead the fate of the old Taoist priest to destruction.

The old Taoist priest in front of him was a believer in the superstar evil god, and he did not immediately die after looking at him, which already shows that the old Taoist priest may have some peculiarities - but for Themipolos, it makes no difference to him, and it is not more difficult to pinch him to death than to pinch an ant to death.

It's just that the people of this world are equivalent to being immersed in essentia, and their way of "cultivating" the Heavenly Dao seems to be a bit evil even in the eyes of the fatalistic angel of Themipolos.

At this moment, however, Themipoulos suddenly felt a disturbance of fate—he heard a string of silver bells ringing in his ears, and the next moment, a "wilderness" pressed down like a deep cloud.

No, it was just a grain of dust in the wilderness, but it was enough to frustrate Themipolos's calculations—there was a lot of silk thread wrapped around the crumbs of this "wilderness of knowledge", and that was the thread that weaved destiny!

Watching a part of the High Dimensional Seeker and the Demon of Knowledge fall straight towards this place, Themipolos's eyes were torn, and his voice suddenly became resentful:

"—Weaver of Destiny!"

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