The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 59 A disaster has befallen me!

Leaving Qingtian Shenglong and Heihu to supervise everyone's training, Chen Ping himself left the royal city and walked towards Zhangjiawangshan.

Wangshan is a very high mountain with cliffs, deep valleys, dense forests and ancient caves. It is the burial place of the ancestors of the Zhang family.

Although the Zhang family of Yunwu Commandery is now in decline and is only the royal family of a lower-class commandery, the highest-level cultivator in the family is only at the Tianji realm. They are far inferior to their relatives, the Shengming royal family of the Zhang family in Zhongzhou, not to mention being compared with the Tianzun family ten epochs ago, one of the nine major families in the universe.

But Chen Ping was still very familiar with the Wang Shan in front of him. Even though the years had passed and the world had changed, Wang Shan's form and spirit still retained its charm after more than ten kalpas.

Back then, he discussed Taoism with the Great Venerable Acalanatha for ten thousand years in the palace of the Shengming Divine Dynasty at the foot of Mount Wang. He broke through the realm of half-ancestor with the five phases of chaos. Later, they discussed Taoism many times and jointly deduced the Taoism of One Qi Hunyuan.

Thinking of the past, Chen Ping couldn't help but look at the seal of creation in his palm. After thinking about it, he wanted to confirm whether the time and space that the ancestor's seal took him to really existed and whether that period of time really happened. Apart from going to the Abyss of Darkness to find Kong Yinxue to confront him face to face, the only way to find the answer was in Wang Shan in front of him.

One hundred thousand years ago, the Kunlun Realm suffered a great catastrophe. The sacred tree that connected the heaven and earth with the sky was cut off. The four sacred trees, namely the banana tree in the north, the sycamore tree in the south, the bodhi tree in the west, and the fusang tree in the east, were also cut off in the subsequent wars between gods. So far, the divine way of the Kunlun Realm was severed, the rules of the holy way became incomplete, the divine veins and holy veins degenerated, and many sacred lands were hidden and returned to normal.

Wang Shan is one of the most representative ones.

The seemingly ordinary mountains hide a power that is enough to shake the universe.

Chen Ping walked along the mountain road. In his eyes, the hidden means left by the ancestors of the Zhang family were useless and could not play any role at all. In just a moment, the scene before his eyes changed drastically. Wang Shan was no longer visible, and what came into view was a vast cemetery. Countless tombstones stretched to the end of the sky. Judging from the aura emanating from the tombs, the weakest person who could be buried here was a Great Sage, and those buried a little deeper were already gods.

Chen Ping did not stop and walked forward towards the depths of the cemetery. His eyes passed over the majestic ancient names on the tombstones and stopped at one of the names.

"Zhang Jie..."

His pair of ancestral divine eyes penetrated the divine tomb and saw the skinny old man lying in the wooden coffin dug out of the sacred tree in the tomb. It was none other than the last god of the Zhang family a hundred thousand years ago, the strongest false god throughout the ages, the Jie Zun who refined the divine source of the ancestor of the great Acalanatha.

There was an extremely strong aura of death on the body of Lord Jie. Even after 100,000 years, this aura of death had not completely dissipated. Chen Ping was somewhat familiar with the source of the death aura. He was a god of the dead clan who had participated in a battle in the Kunlun Realm 100,000 years ago.

I think it was in that battle that Venerable Jie was seriously injured and almost died. He returned to the Wangshan Cemetery. With the help of the sacred wooden coffin and the remaining power of the ancestors in the cemetery, he suppressed his death and survived to this day, one hundred thousand years later.

Chen Ping had initially intended to help Jie Zun. After all, a hundred thousand years ago, the two of them had discussed the mysteries of the Dao of Alchemy, making them somewhat of a fellow traveler. But then he thought, the Ancestral Divine Eyes piercing Jie Zun's sea of ​​​​divine energy, glimpsing the Ancestral Divine Source that hovered above the sea of ​​​​divine energy like a chaotic universe, and he became wary. The reason why the Great Venerable Acalanatha's path to ancestry had gone astray for twenty-seven years was inseparable from the hidden guidance of the Ancestor of Time and Space. In fact, the Great Venerable was originally just a helper cultivated by the Ancestor of Time and Space to fight against the Ancestor of the Underworld, just as the Ancestor of the Underworld cultivated the Five Ancestors who cultivated the Lion's Roar of Gods and Demons in the same era.

It's just that the talent of the Great Venerable Acala was too amazing. Even though he had embarked on the wrong path of the 27th level, he still used his extraordinary understanding to comprehend the heaven-defying method of "Six Paths of Destruction", and continued the broken path above the 27th level of the chaotic sky.

In addition, the mutual restraint of various forces such as the Ancestor of the Underworld and the Ancestor of Life gave the Great Venerable enough time to grow, until the battle that broke out in the Yuhuang Realm ten kalpas ago, which was astonishing throughout time and space.

The Great Lord used the Nine Cauldrons to borrow the power of the Nine Ancient Wizards and started a war with the two immortals, the Ancestor of the Underworld and the Ancestor of Time and Space, at the same time in the long river of time.

As a result of that battle, the Nine Wizards suffered heavy losses, the Great Lord was left in the long river of time and could not return to the real world, the Ancestor of the Underworld and the Ancestor of Time and Space were both knocked down the long river of time, suffered heavy losses, and fell into a long period of dormancy, which led to many events such as the battle of the Nishen Tianzun and the other twenty-four gods in the Void Sea three hundred thousand years ago, and the Ancestor of the Underworld launching a small catastrophe to harvest the Holy Realm one hundred thousand years ago.

The ancestor of mankind was very shrewd and although he was seriously injured in the battle that year, he hid himself very deeply. He transformed himself into Huaying Cangjie, the lord of the Island of the Fallen Gods, and had been hiding in the Kunlun Realm. Now he even resorted to self-torture and hid in the Divine Prison of the Tianyun Division of the Temple of Destiny. No one could have imagined that the old and imprisoned Formation Master was actually an immortal.

During these ten epochs, the entire Kunlun Realm was under his control. The fact that the Jie Zun had refined the Great Zun's Ancestral Divine Source was naturally within the calculations of the Human Ancestor, who had already made some changes to the Ancestral Divine Source.

"The methods of the immortals are indeed powerful. I am still quite far away from them, so it is better for me to keep a low profile." Chen Ping thought of the battle with the Underworld Ancestor on the Gray Sea. In that battle, he tried his best and burned all the foundation of the three ancestors. His fighting power almost reached the level of the beginning and the end of the world, but he only caused some minor injuries to the Underworld Ancestor and did not hurt his foundation at all. Even though the Human Ancestor's injuries have not healed yet and his fighting power is not as good as when he was at his peak, he himself has many more fetters, and it is impossible for him to fight at the risk of his life like before. After all, if you die in this time and space, you are really dead.

Restraining his own divine aura, Chen Ping continued to move forward, walking towards the deepest part of the cemetery. More and more ancient names appeared before his eyes. They were all powerful men of the Zhang family more than ten eons ago, some of whom he had seen in the Shengming Divine Dynasty.

Soon, he reached the end of the cemetery. At the end, there stood a tall tombstone that was different from the other tombstones. The tombstone was wrapped in chaotic mist, and the words on the tombstone could not be seen clearly, but the ancestral aura emanating from the tombstone showed that this tombstone was erected by the ancestor Acala himself, and in order to protect it well, he even deliberately left the ancestor's divine power to bless it.

Chen Ping's heart trembled slightly. He walked forward and waved his hand to disperse the chaotic mist. The obscured inscription finally saw the light of day again.

"Since I started practicing, I don't like killing, I don't hate anything, and I don't care about right or wrong. However, the mastermind behind the scenes first bullied my wife and children, and then killed my brothers and friends. Above the Gray Sea, in front of the Azure Pass, my brother Hun Dun fought to the death and refused to retreat. The ancestor burned to ashes, his soul scattered in foreign lands, and was buried in my Wangshan Mountain as a warning to me.

I swear today that I will not rest until I have destroyed my enemies. If I break this oath, may all the heavens and myriad ways bring disaster upon me!"

(End of this chapter)