A violent flame suddenly emerged from the old man's body, and his voice became a little ethereal. Zhang Hao never thought that in this scroll, there was actually a hidden source of the fire of riot.

Originally, he had entered this place with the intention of looking for a way to restore the remnant soul, but now he was shocked by the flames of the riot, which made his heart feel a little heavy.

In the past, whether it was the Zun Huo trapped in the Hongmeng Fire Tower, or the Purple Fire of the Underworld, and the current Riot Fire, they all remembered it and wanted to return to that place!

"Is it really what makes you miss it so much?" Zhang Hao asked softly as he felt the fire of the riot dissipate, then slowly shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Once the fire spirit is dispersed, for them, it is like erasing themselves in this world. But in order to go back, these powerful flames stored in the Nine Heavens and Eighteen Domains are willing to do so.

There are some things that Zhang Hao can't understand now. The more this happens, the more awe I feel in my heart for them from that place!

When the fire spirit of the riot was dispersed, it turned into a stream of colorful fire, which was like a living thing, suspended and slowly circulating, and contained a powerful energy in it.

Looking at the fire suspended in front of him, Zhang Hao sighed softly, then put his hand into it, grabbed the fire flow, and said: "I owe you too much, if I can really send you back one day, I will do my best, even if it is like you!"

The calm heart was deeply touched, and this obsession of being willing to sacrifice his fire spirit to go back made him really feel a heavy pressure.

The colored fire fluctuated slowly in his hand, and a powerful energy emanated from it, causing a deafening explosion to reverberate in the surrounding space.

After a while, Zhang Hao, who was deep in thought, suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed the fire in his hand, and the face of the original ancient well without waves suddenly shone brightly.

This glow was a streamer of energy from his body, which at first only emanated from his face, but later, his entire body was shrouded in glow.

With waves of strong breath surging, the flames of riot that he swallowed into his body gradually calmed down.

Time is passing quietly unconsciously, half a year in a flash, during this time, Zhang Hao has been standing there straight, as if he has become a sculpture, and even the breath on his body is extremely difficult to detect.

If it weren't for the glow emitted by the streamer energy in his body, he would have been regarded as a real sculpture.

Zhang Hao, who had been standing there for half a year, suddenly opened his eyes, and in the depths of those pupils, there was a trace of palpitating chill, and this was only an instant, and the chill in the depths of his eyes disappeared without a trace.

His hands were clenched, and there was an explosion in the space of his palm, and then, the space around him also became chaotic, and that scene was like a calm space, and bubbles suddenly appeared.

The transparent "bubble" finally reached its limit, and it exploded with a bang, and the furious energy immediately tore the space to pieces.

And this kind of light energy that tore through the space suddenly disappeared when it reached him, and on him, it seemed that there was something invisible guarding the space around him.

In the deafening explosion, Zhang Hao slowly raised his head, looked up, and exhaled from his mouth, and with his breath, the originally riotous space fell silent in an instant.

The scroll in the left hand held on the back of the stone statue is a simple stone chamber inside, and in the center of this stone chamber is a circular stone platform with extremely intricate inscriptions.

At this time, Zhang Hao was standing on the stone platform and looking up. But when his eyes touched the dome above the stone chamber, he was suddenly stunned.

In the next moment, the figure suddenly appeared above, stretched out his hand to touch the formations carved on the dome, and after a long time, he said: "Yin and Yang two qi arrays, how can there be ...... here?"

Before he could finish speaking, he seemed to think of something, and his figure floated down, and began to walk around the platform in the stone chamber, while his eyes kept looking up at the dome above.

As his footsteps moved, his face became more and more solemn. Above this stone room, a series of streamer depictions of the array unfolded in front of you.

The array diagram was constantly changing with the streamer, and it was so complex that it was beyond his comprehension, and the ten kinds of formation bases recorded in the inheritance bead that Venerable Xingyu had left behind could all be seen here.

"Could it be that Venerable Xingyu has been here before?" Looking at the familiar array diagrams, Zhang Hao frowned and whispered to himself.

And he didn't think much about it, and began to concentrate on studying the formations carved on the dome.

With this viewing, he also had a new understanding of the ten kinds of formation bases he had mastered.

These ten formations can not only be fused with each other to form another powerful formation, but they can also be split into some simple large formations.

Take the first chaotic array as an example, if you break it down, it can turn it into some simple trapped arrays and phantom arrays.

The more he watched, the more shocked Zhang Hao's heart became, the senior who carved the formation diagram here had already achieved great attainments in the formation.

Unconsciously, more than three months had passed, and Zhang Hao, who was immersed in the mysteries of the formation, suddenly woke up, recalled the purpose of his visit this time, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's a pity, if I can retreat here for a few years, I may be able to comprehend more things!"

There was nothing else in the stone chamber except for the formations carved in streamers on the dome. Zhang Hao turned around regretfully, and was just about to leave, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly found that on the round platform at his feet, this dense inscription was engraved.

The words were similar to what he had seen in the Harmony Tower, but he didn't recognize them.

After stopping and hesitating for a moment, a stream of light energy surged from his palm and slowly poured into the round platform under his feet.

"Buzz!"

A strong energy fluctuation appeared, and the inscriptions that were originally carved on the round platform lit up one after another under the infusion of streamer energy, and then broke away from the round platform, and in the center of the stone room, converged into a dazzling light.

Looking at the light cluster floating in front of him with a suspicious expression, Zhang Hao slowly put his hand in. When the finger touched something, the suspicion in his eyes intensified, and it was removed from the light.

"Dan one way, Pudu sentient beings, one way, through the creation of heaven and earth, take away the life of all things, all my life's creations are here, I hope that those who are destined to get it, make good use of it!"

When Zhang Hao's palm withdrew from the light cluster, an ethereal and incomprehensible voice suddenly sounded, echoing in the stone chamber.

The voice seemed to come from a different time and space, which made him feel weird. As the items were removed, the light floating there exploded with a bang, turning into a flood of streamers and landing on the stone platform at his feet.

"Buzz!"

When these streamers descended on the stone platform, the stone chamber suddenly shook, and then fine cracks appeared on the surface of the stone platform.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao hurriedly thought about retreating under the stone platform, and the moment his figure floated out, a streamer enveloped him, and then sent out of this stone room.

Soon after he left, the space collapsed, and the terrifying energy completely crushed the stone chamber and turned it into a cloud of dust.

"Whew!"

A streamer of light shot into the distance, and behind it was a huge stone statue standing in the void, when Zhang Hao's figure paused, and when he looked back, the palm scroll of his left hand behind the stone statue suddenly turned into a spot of light in the sky and dissipated in this space.

Ling Ao and the Phantom Blue Soul came to him from not far away, quietly looking at the brilliant spots of light like fireworks. After a while, the phantom blue soul spoke faintly: "I didn't expect that the world and the world here were all obtained by you alone!"

"What?" Hearing this, Zhang Hao turned around and asked with a puzzled face.

At this time, Ling Ao smiled bitterly: "This stone statue you saw was once called the Tomb of the Gods by the Thirty-Nine Domain, according to legend, his right hand holds the Qiankun, and the left hand holds the heaven and the earth, and the heaven and the earth have now fallen into your hands!"

Hearing this, Zhang Hao pondered for a moment, looked at him with a suspicious face, and said, "Wasn't this divine tomb created by you?"

Seeing Ling Ao and Phantom Blue Soul looking at each other and smiling, he shook his head: "The Divine Tomb originally existed in this space, I just came here and borrowed the power of the fire to create the Thirty-Nine Domain, as for the rest, it is not within my ability!"

"What about these people who live in the Nine Heavens and Eighteen Domains?" Zhang Hao still asked with a suspicious expression: "Don't sue me, those people are the descendants of the two of you!"

However, the Phantom Blue Soul suddenly covered his mouth and chuckled, glanced at Ling Ao with a coquettish expression, and said, "If he had this ability, I wouldn't have led so many people to fight against him back then!"

As soon as he said this, Ling Ao was slightly embarrassed, and said with a wry smile: "That's right, if I hadn't been obsessed with cultivation back then, I wouldn't have led to that big battle. These people in the Thirty-Nine Domain have all come from other realms in the past, and when they came here, they have multiplied from generation to generation, to the point where they are today!"

"Other spaces?" Zhang Hao frowned slightly, and asked, "Isn't the road to here already blocked?"

These words caused a coquettish smile from the phantom blue soul, and the pair of soul-seducing eyes looked at him, and after a long time, he said jokingly: "Little guy, the road to the Thirty-Nine Domain still existed thousands of years ago, and some potential passages still exist today, otherwise, how could you come here!"

Hearing this, Zhang Hao's face changed, he nodded slowly, and said, "It seems that you already know that I am not a person from the Nine Heavens and Eighteen Domains!"

At this time, Ling Ao smiled and sighed: "If you really want to talk about it, no one living here now is a person from the Thirty-Nine Domain. They traced their origins, they all came from other dimensions, but unfortunately no one can remember these now!"

"Greed never ends, if you can stand at the peak of the Thirty-Nine Domain, you need to keep this advice in mind!" "Phantom Blue Soul whispered, "When you have a cultivation that no one can match, you might as well think about the past when you didn't cultivate!"

This time, Zhang Hao had a hint of surprise in his eyes, carefully examining the peerless woman in front of him, and after a while, he smiled at Ling Ao: "Compared to her, you are far behind!"

These words immediately made Ling Ao's face smile bitterly embarrassed.

"Give me back the things!" But Zhang Hao suddenly stretched out his palm and said, "If I look for it again, I don't know what year or month, I must make sure that Ling'er is still alive!"

Seeing this, Ling Ao was slightly stunned, then looked at him with a puzzled expression and asked, "What is it?"

However, this sentence immediately made Zhang Hao's face gloomy, and he was about to get angry, but the Phantom Blue Soul chuckled and raised his hand to open the space in front of him, took out two rings and a black war knife from it, and after handing it to him, he smiled: "I'm afraid that you will lose these items in the Great Heavenly Reincarnation, so I took the liberty to keep them for you!"

"Thank you!" Zhang Hao was obviously much more polite to the Phantom Blue Soul, smiled slightly, took all the items, and said, "Part of the reason why I was able to come to the Divine Tomb this time is because of your hands and feet, right?"

Ling Ao didn't deny this, he nodded with a smile: "As soon as Feiyuan Blue Mountain said goodbye, we returned here, after Mei'er sensed your breath, I told the Thunder Dragon to send you directly over, but I never thought that you would have a conflict with it!"

Recalling the strength of the thunder dragon, Zhang Hao's eyelids jumped, and then he looked down at a brilliant bead that he was holding in his right hand. On its surface, four strange fonts change shapes: "What are these words?"

Seeing this, the Phantom Blue Soul first glanced at it, and then chuckled: "Dan Dao Formation ......"