Dragons only want to be in the water, and don't like to stay in the wilderness

Chapter 477 Hunyuan Power
Logically speaking, Chen Ge should be well taken care of.

But Chen Zhu never expected that Chen Ge, like his mother, "mysteriously disappeared" before he even got the qualification to join the chat group.

"It's broken, where can I find it?"

Chen Zhu slapped his head. It was obvious that Chen Ge was born to him and Mi Shen as a mortal, so why did he have such talent?

"Damn it, I forgot that I was the one who helped to open Genetic Avenue!"

Chen Zhu suddenly realized that it was an inheritance that was not limited to blood, body, or soul. It was not an effect of the Way of Heaven, but was branded by heaven and earth.

Therefore, as his child, Chen Ge must have received "special care" from heaven and earth.

Looking for it?
What a waste of time. I can’t even find the God of Mi, and yet I want to find another one. Chen Zhu might as well give up.

"At worst, I can die and be pulled back from time."

He was quite open-minded about it. He thought that his children were grown up now and it was time for them to go out and explore the world.

There are indeed some things in Honghuang that need him to deal with.

He witnessed his aunt's family passing away after a hundred years, and let everything go with the wind, completely severing the cause and effect in this world.

"From now on, everyone in the world is free."

He muttered softly, and saw a huge snake in the chaos, which transformed into a human form in the blink of an eye.

That was Tai Su's true body, and the light flashing in his eyes had already conveyed the information.

"You mean, the innate gods asked you to help the Wu clan expand?"

Chen Zhu sneered subconsciously: "They really have a good plan."

"That's why I came to you to ask if I should agree."

Tai Su took a step forward, and a faint sense of opportunity could be seen on his body that was in harmony with the heaven and earth.

That was the opportunity above Taiyin, and that was the reason why Tai Su could sit firmly on the cushion.

"We can promise that we don't have to change the process and the outcome."

Chen Zhu said to Tai Su: "It's best to develop according to our plan, but now the secret of the prehistoric world has been obscured, and you have to be careful not to be taken advantage of."

"Taesu knows."

He nodded: "I have already refined the black tortoise into the Qiankun Cauldron. Father, do you want to deal with it?"

A large cauldron was taken out, with three legs, two ears and a big belly. Inside it was a pot of golden soup, and in the soup was the Black Turtle Ancestor.

This innate god was ultimately unable to escape the constraints of the Qiankun Ding and ended up with this fate.

"I can't refine it. His shell is too hard."

Tai Su was helpless.

"Is this old thing's shell so hard?"

Chen Zhu was greatly surprised and reached his hand into the cauldron.

There was a huge turtle shell inside, motionless. It was made of the material of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, which had existed since the beginning of the universe...

No, it began to evolve before the creation of the world, when it was still in chaos, and has been refined by the Black Turtle until now, which is why it has this effect.

"Impressive."

Chen Zhu became greedy again and directly fished the black turtle out of the Qiankun Ding.

The environment is changing.

The Black Turtle Ancestor keenly noticed that the terrifying aura of the "Little Heavenly Dao" was fading away, and instead, it was the terrifying aura that was truly like the Heavenly Dao!
But that is completely different from the breath of heaven.

A trace of the Black Turtle Ancestor's divine consciousness floated out of the tortoise shell, and he was already prepared for this trace of divine consciousness to be cut off.

That madman Tai Su wouldn't listen to anything he said or any explanation he made. As soon as he showed his head, he would attack like a storm!

But unexpectedly, the divine consciousness was not affected at all.

The black tortoise found that he was lying on a world at the end of the continent, with the sun and the moon hanging in the sky alternately.

"Tsk, tsk."

The sun and the moon spoke, and He suddenly found that he was not in a certain world, but lying in the palm of that existence.

"Ancestor Black Turtle, it has been a while since we last met in Zixiao Palace."

Chen Zhu moved his palm towards his eyes, and the bright divine light shone on the black turtle's back shell.

"Candle God!!!"

The black tortoise was shocked and a flash of panic appeared in his heart.

His divine consciousness concentrated on the carapace transformed into a human figure, standing on the carapace.

"Why is it you, why am I in the chaos!"

He had clearly noticed it. If Tai Su wanted to take him to Chaos, he should have discovered it long ago.

"Fellow Daoist, you greatly underestimate the ability of the innate treasure."

Chen Zhu's eyes were teasing. "In Zixiao Palace, you revealed the identities of Luohou, me, and my elder brother one after another. How do you resolve this cause and effect?"

The Black Turtle was a bad person at first, and now that his identities have been swapped, he can no longer follow Him in the chaos.

"You have already stepped into the Primordial Realm, do you really want to bully the weak?"

The Black Turtle Patriarch forced himself to calm down, "I guess you are not such a person, right?"

"Who is your fellow Taoist?"

Chen Zhu's eyes were cold and full of mockery.

"Since you know that you and I are at different realms now, and you still want to provoke me, it's like an ant trying to touch an elephant. Then you should also know my temper."

Finally, the time for reckoning had come. Chen Zhu raised his hand and pointed a finger down.

The Black Turtle Ancestor wanted to escape, and he tried to break free by shaking his own tortoise shell.

But the dragon finger firmly fixed the latter, making him unable to move.

"Candle God!"

The black turtle had no choice but to transform into a human form and escape from the suppression of the fingertips in a split second.

Chen Zhu smiled.

Tai Su said nothing, but Qiankun Ding was ready to try at any time.

"Tai Su, look carefully, this is Hun Yuan."

Chen Zhu reached out again.

However, this hand was completely different from the previous one. Chaos actively collapsed backwards, allowing the Black Turtle Ancestor to fall into his palm.

Suppressed again.

“Is this Hun Yuan?”

The black tortoise was in despair. All his abilities seemed as ridiculous as blank paper.

Facing the claws of the Candle Dragon, it has no effect at all.

"Candle God!"

He said unwillingly: "You and I are fellow Taoists. There are only a few innate gods left in the world. Do you want to kill me?"

"If I kill you, won't it damage my reputation?"

Chen Zhu grabbed the black turtle's shell with his other hand.

"But you are wrong about one thing. Taoist Taiping is the Hunyuan, and my realm is the Candle God Realm!"

He slowly exerted force with his hands, and the black turtle began to let out earth-shattering screams.

"But since you have provoked me and angered the Candle God, I will teach you a lesson. Otherwise, how can you face all the people of the past and present?"

As he finished speaking, the Black Turtle Ancestor’s screams reached their climax.

"what!"

The chaos seemed to be torn apart, and a bloody tortoise shell was peeled off from the black tortoise with blood dripping down its body.

This tortoise shell has two pieces, one upper and one lower, one round and the other square, each with its own pattern.

One has nine patterns, and the other has five patterns, which connect and echo each other.

The aura of the Black Turtle Ancestor weakened instantly, and 90% of his cultivation was reduced.

The bloody body, bare and huddled together weakly.

"Zhu...Zhu God, you have such a cruel heart."

His authority was still on this tortoise shell, but now it has been taken away.

"Good stuff."

Chen Zhu didn't even look at the miserable Black Turtle Ancestor, he raised his bloody sword and said to Tai Su:

"Look, the ultimate truth of heaven and earth has been bred on this tortoise shell. One up and one down, it encompasses the numbers of heaven and earth."

"Yes."

Tai Su nodded and said, "Congratulations, father." "Why are you congratulating me?"

Chen Zhu stuffed the tortoise shell into his hand and said, "I'll give it to you. I don't need it anymore."

Yeah, it’s no longer necessary.

The tortoise shell that could withstand the Qiankun Ding can no longer withstand the hands of Zhulong.

Torn up and down, the tortoise shell no longer mattered.

This is to surpass the Golden Immortal, to be able to do everything that is impossible.

Tai Su did not refuse, feeling that a great opportunity seemed to be condensed on this tortoise shell.

"My brother has never had any good things. I will refine this armor and send it to him."

Tai Su did not occupy it either. He already had the Qiankun Ding, but Fuxi still lacked something.

"Go."

Chen Zhu waved his hand and took out a bronze book from his body.

Among the names marked with X, he found the name of the Black Turtle Ancestor and marked it with a √.

After thinking about it, he put another dot on the end of the number √ to indicate that it was half right and half wrong.

"Keep it and observe. Wait until He is completely dead before marking it with a cross."

Yes, Chen Zhu still keeps this little notebook of grudges.

The Black Turtle Ancestor crawled back to the Thirty-three Heavens in a panic.

He climbed back to the North Sea and fell into the vast ocean, causing huge waves.

On this day, the North Sea was dyed scarlet. The resentment of the Black Turtle Ancestor and the evil spirit combined to make this place the most chaotic and terrifying place.

He did not stop, but opened something at the bottom of his cave.

The object had no specific shape and appeared to be a purple mist, which was Hongmeng.

"Fellow Daoist Black Turtle, it looks like you have failed."

In Hongmeng, there are many figures, at different points in time.

But by using Hongmeng, they can meet briefly.

"That Tai Su brought me into the Primal Chaos, and I was captured by the Candle God and my body was peeled off alive."

The Black Turtle Ancestor could barely maintain his body shape, as a section of his spine was connected to his shell.

"Who made you so reckless!"

The man was angry: "Haven't we already planned to take action on the day when the saint attains enlightenment?"

"That day? That day is too late. I could die at any time!"

The black turtle's body was covered in blood, which suddenly spurted out into several pieces.

"When the six saints become enlightened, the world will be extremely powerful. The Heavenly Dao has a certain chance. At that time, even the Candle God will not dare to compete."

"But have you ever thought about this? Before this, Gonggong broke Mount Buzhou, and I will use my limbs to support the sky!"

It turns out that they all knew what was going to happen.

"idiot!"

The figure in Hongmeng shouted angrily: "Do you think what you see is real?"

"Ancestor Black Turtle, you are at least a great innate god who has lived for such a long time. No wonder you are still being crushed by Candle God Hongjun. You are such an idiot!"

The figure cursed: "Hongjun Hedao, the world is uncertain, what you see is no longer certain!"

"As long as you guide them well, the relationship between Gonggong and Zhurong will ease, and Mount Buzhou will not be broken before the six saints achieve enlightenment, but will be broken after they achieve enlightenment, and the witch-lich will fight!"

"At that time, we will need your tortoise shell to withstand the attack of Candle God. Only in this way will we have a chance to plot against Heavenly Dao and Him. Only in this way will we have a chance to go to the time when Heavenly Dao falls and achieve Dao Hunyuan!"

The people in Hongmeng started cursing and said that the Black Turtle was stupid.

A figure suddenly spoke up: "Now that Fellow Daoist Black Turtle is no longer useful, why don't we refine him?"

"I believe that the four pillars can withstand the attack of the Candle God, but there are risks."

"Alright."

The more hidden voice agreed: "Fellow Daoist Xuangui, do you want to do it yourself, or do we do it together?"

"No...you...damn it!"

Black Turtle hurriedly shut down Hongmeng, but it was too late.

Hands stretched out from the primordial chaos and grabbed him, scrambling to take his flesh and blood from him, and even finally, all grabbed his limbs.

"Delicious!"

Hongmeng kept flickering, and finally disappeared completely from here.

In the vast world, there was a cry of grief.

A bloody rain came suddenly, catching everyone off guard.

"Why is it raining blood from the sky?"

A powerful man frowned and sensed it carefully.

It would be fine if he didn't sense it, but once he did, he was shocked.

"The Black Turtle God is dead!"

"What! It's actually the Black Turtle Ancestor!"

The powerful man was shocked: "This person was about to be beheaded, and he died just like that? You must be kidding!"

After the sermon in Zixiao Palace, the doctrine of the Three Corpses was no longer a secret.

Everyone knows that after beheading the corpse, the strength will be further improved, which can be regarded as the reserve force of Hunyuan.

But at this critical moment, the great god Black Turtle died.

Died inexplicably.

"I'm afraid this will become a great secret in the ancient world!"

"Could it be that it was done by Master Taisu?"

"Yes, yes, maybe it's Him. He succeeded."

"It's not Him!" Such a voice also sounded, decisively!
If it weren’t for the Buzhou Mountain, the leaders would probably have thought so too when they saw Tai Su using the Qiankun Ding to replenish the Dao for the Wu clan.

"I will use my creation to replenish your body!"

Tai Su was branding the way of creation on the twelve ancestor witches, so that they could use the dragon clan's original method of giving birth to children.

You can give birth to new life with the origin, and in this way you can strengthen the witch clan.

The blood rained for a long time, and Tai Su just looked up.

Pangu's bloodline is a little more important.

In the chaos, Zhulong chuckled and changed the half hook and half cross into an X.

This is a big deal.

But if you put this major event in the context of the entire history of the prehistoric world, you will know that it is just a trivial episode.

In the third kalpa after the death of the Black Turtle Ancestor, the Witch Clan gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

This is the bloodline of Pangu, which has suppressed all races since its appearance.

They are extremely noble. They do not need to practice and can become immortals through natural growth.

After the Demon Court learned about it, it immediately launched a series of policies and preferential treatment for the Wu Clan, almost giving them what they wanted.

However, at the same time, the demon clan also issued a restriction, wanting the demon saint Bai Ze to come to the witch clan for education.

"You are so brave!"

A great witch said bluntly, "We are the bloodline of Father God. How are you going to educate us?"

This sentence is neither big nor small, but in the end, the Demon Court did not send the Demon Saint Bai Ze to teach, but set up a school. If there are witches who are willing to attend classes, they can come at any time.

But after several eras, only a few witches were willing to attend the lectures.

Even those witches who are willing to go will be ridiculed by their own people, saying that they are associating with the lower class people.

Over time, the school became abandoned.

It is the fifth kalpa of the witch clan's reproduction, and their figures have become common on earth.

A large number of witches multiplied and thrived because they were the bloodline of the Father God and this land originally belonged to them, so everyone was reluctant to waste it.

A large population requires a lot of food, and even a lot of monsters were killed at one time.

A demon saint went to heaven to ask the demon king how to deal with this matter.

The other party's status is too noble.

(End of this chapter)