Just as the Four Emperors returned to their throne, the order of heaven and earth once again returned to its original state of saints, and the secret of heaven became much clearer at this moment.

In the chaos, Qiong and Zhunti frowned, and four wise eyes quickly looked towards the long river of destiny.

When the two of them passed through the fog and came to the long river of fate, mysterious auras rose from the long river of fate to form a cloud of mist shrouded on the long river of fate.

"Split!"

The vast voice was spoken from Jie Yin's mouth, and the figure had appeared above the long river of fate.

The power of rules was accompanied by a scattered word towards the fog, but the fog was always suppressed by an extremely heavy and majestic aura and could not dissipate at all.

"Senior brother, is this?"

Zhunti's figure appeared in front of Jie Yin and asked at Jie Yin in surprise.

"Someone is planning a big thing!"

Jie Yin said lightly, with an unprecedented solemnity in his tone.

Zhunti looked at Jie Yin's expression, and a shocked look flashed in his eyes. Even when Shennong was seeking sainthood, Jie Yin's tone was not as serious as today.

The two of them looked at the end of the long river of fate, and at the end of the long river of fate were still six figures with their backs quietly facing each other.

"Is it them, brother?"

Zhunti's eyes remained on the backs of Sanqing and Nuwa, and asked at Jie Yin beside him with some confusion.

"It's not them. The power contained in this fog has nothing to do with them."

Hearing Jie Yin's answer, Zhunti kept thinking about someone who could cover them, but his thoughts were flowing, but no figure appeared in his mind.

"Junior brother, now the prehistoric world is even more mysterious. I'm a little worried about that place."

Jie Yin said lightly, a trace of horror flashed in Zhunti's eyes, and his figure disappeared directly from Jie Yin's side.

After Zhunti's figure disappeared, Hei Yin took a step and went straight to where he was in the long river of fate, and then slowly walked towards the downstream of the long river of fate step by step.

Every step he takes, the eyes of Zhigui will take everything in the long river of destiny. At this moment, he is a master who controls the fate of all lives.

Guizhi slowly moved forward on the long river of fate, but Zhunti's figure had already arrived at Buzhou Ruins, looking at Buzhou Ruins with a serious look.

"I hope it's not you!"

The words of sighing were spoken from Zhunti's mouth, and Zhunti's fingers were sealed one by one and a while in Zhunti's eyes.

Among the ruins of Buzhou, Donghuang Taiyi, who had been standing with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes of the domineering and prehistoric world were slightly raised, and two gazes looked directly at the seal in the sky. Through the numerous seals, Donghuang Taiyi's eyes remained on Zhunti's body.

The moment Donghuang Taiyi's eyes stopped on Zhunti, Zhunti's eyes narrowed, and his eyes were clearly visible when he checked the seal, and his eyes were also looking at Donghuang Taiyi's eyes.

Looking at each other, a smile flashed across the corner of Donghuang Taiyi's mouth, and a hint of mockery was revealed in his eyes when he looked at Zhunti.

This slight ridicule made Zhunti's saint mentality a little angry in his long-standing sensation.

After Zhunti's few slightest inspections of the seal, his figure also turned around and left. His pride as a saint made it difficult for him to accept Donghuang Taiyi's sarcastic gaze.

After Zhunti left, Xihe's figure appeared beside Donghuang Taiyi, and then Di Jiang and ten ancestor witches also appeared not far away.

"He's gone!"

Di Jiang asked Donghuang Taiyi.

"Let's go, you can do what you want to do."

Donghuang Taiyi said lightly, his eyes ready to close again.

"You really don't plan to do this with us. As long as God the Father is resurrected, this prehistoric world can escape the mercy of the way of heaven."

Di Jiang said, but the excitement in his words was beyond words.

"Even if God the Father is not resurrected, I can still free the prehistoric world from the shackles of the way of heaven, but it only takes some more time."

Donghuang Taiyi said lightly, but the domineering aura emitted by his whole body made the plain words look extremely convincing.

"Just because you absorb everything from your brother?"

The crisp words came out of Xuan Ming's mouth, and Donghuang Taiyi's eyes, which were already about to close, opened again.

"It's his, I've returned it to Lu Ya. You are not qualified to evaluate the matter between me and my elder brother."

Accompanied by some cold words, Xuan Ming's figure shook, and his figure retreated a few steps back, with anger and fear on his face.

Looking at Donghuang Taiyi's attitude, Di Jiang already knew that Donghuang Taiyi would never participate in their affairs this time.

He looked at Donghuang Taiyi deeply, and Di Jiang turned around and left. Although he was not as powerful as Donghuang Taiyi, at least he would never be weak in the so-called saints outside now.

After Di Jiang left with ten ancestor witches, Xihe said lightly: "Second brother, can they succeed?"

"It's impossible to succeed, and we and them are not the same people from beginning to end."

Facing his sister-in-law, Donghuang Taiyi's tone became much softer.

"But you still hope they succeed, otherwise you won't help them today."

"Because I know they can't succeed. They want to destroy the prehistoric world and reborn with God the Father, but this world was created by God the Father after all."

Dong Huang Taiyi, who had not made any moves at this moment, slowly raised his head, his eyes as if he could see the entire prehistoric world.

"It's a pity to destroy a beautiful world!"

Xihe said softly, but what she saw in her eyes was the prehistoric world before the Lich War, not the present prehistoric world.

"Second brother, in fact, you don't need to be with me here, nor do you need to stick to your elder brother's last wish. The prehistoric world is no longer our prehistoric world, and there is no need to stick to that thought in this Buzhou ruin."

"Sister-in-law! There has always been a secret that only our brothers know, that is, the owner of Donghuang Bell was my elder brother at the beginning, and it was my elder brother who damaged his own origins to me."

Donghuang Taiyi said in great peace, as if the matter he was talking about was like a passerby.

Listening to the words of Donghuang Taiyi, Xihe finally knew why his second brother, who had never surrendered to the prehistoric world, was willing to lie dormant in the ruins of Buzhou for countless years.

"My elder brother's last wish is to prevent the Dao of Heavenly Heaven from creating his own consciousness, so I must make the Dao of Heavenly Heaven lose his own consciousness."

The domineering words were spoken from the mouth of Donghuang Taiyi. At this moment, the entire Buzhou ruins were trembling, and the entire prehistoric sky was covered with clouds, and thunders continued to explode in the clouds.

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of strong fear flashed in his eyes, but a trace of helplessness also appeared in his eyes.

"I want you to kill him for me!"

An illusory voice sounded in Zixiao Palace, and Hongjun just shook his head indifferently.
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