As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

"It's over, the boss is gone!"

Ten miles away, Xu Luo and Yu Tu Tu got up from the ground, looked at the Creation Gate that had been closed again, and listened to the roaring dragons coming from inside, feeling as if they had lost their parents.

They were nearly crushed to pieces by the dragon's overflowing energy even at such a distance.

Chen Zhian was standing outside the gate of fortune, he was definitely dead.

......

Chen Zhian is not dead.

At this time, he was hiding at the bottom of the sea, with colorful divine light on his body, and was drifting with the waves.

He didn't expect that what saved his life was the bracelet that Xiao Zhidong had casually woven and the jade pendant that he thought was the most ordinary.

This golden sea of suffering was extremely corrosive, and he was almost melted as soon as he came in.

Just when he thought that his body was going to disappear, the bracelet on his wrist and the jade pendant given by Zhidong suddenly emitted colorful divine light, blocking the erosion of sea water!

Chen Zhian has become completely numb to the group of old men in the family and can accept any outrageous thing that happens to them.

So he was only slightly surprised for a moment before accepting this fact and walked towards the giant tree on the seabed...

At this time, the battle inside the Fuso tree seemed to have reached a fever pitch.

Even at the bottom of the sea, Chen Zhian could feel the chaotic forces of the Dao strangling each other.

There were dragons roaring and screaming.

Golden blood smashed into the sea of qi like a falling meteor, stirring up huge waves.

It is the blood of a saint.

There were also quasi-imperial soldiers wailing, and the thundering sound of the avenue never stopped.

Ten golden crows and two flood dragons, a total of twelve beings comparable to the saint realm, plus the pervasive Fusang tree. Even a saint holding a quasi-imperial weapon seemed to be gradually defeated.

More and more golden blood fell to the bottom of the sea.

"Boom!"

Another drop of holy blood hit Chen Zhian ten feet behind him, and the huge waves pushed him towards the Fusang tree.

I do not know how long it has been.

A dazzling golden light appeared in front of Chen Zhian's eyes.

Everywhere you look.

A giant tree that requires at least ten thousand people to hug is rooted in the seabed, emitting brilliant golden light, and its roots extend like a coiled dragon.

What shocked Chen Zhian even more was that there was a mountain of corpses piled up at the roots.

It is continuously providing vitality to the giant trees.

Among them were human beings, but more were the corpses of all kinds of bizarre monsters, some as big as mountains, and some as small as ants.

Even the seven masters killed by Chen Zhian appeared here.

There are even quasi-saints Xiao Yan and Tang Shenghun.

They were clearly devoured by weeds and the sea of suffering, but their bodies appeared on the bottom of the sea...

"These... these corpses, could they be the living beings in the Holy Ruins?"

Chen Zhian muttered to himself, "No wonder there is no trace of living creatures in the Holy Ruins. I'm afraid it's not because the Holy Ruins have mutated, but because they have been swallowed up by the Emperor's Tomb. Is it just like this in one tomb, or... is it like this in every Emperor's Tomb?

But even the Great Emperor couldn't stop the erosion of time. This god is only a quasi-emperor. How can he be resurrected from the dead?"

The scene before my eyes was too weird.

At Chen Zhian’s current level, he is simply unable to see through the truth.

After watching silently for a long time, Chen Zhian suddenly exclaimed: "The positions of these roots are actually regular, as if they are the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Festival recorded in the Jin Chan Jue."

The Golden Art is an ancient secret art divided into three parts: Heaven, Earth, and Man. It can be used to locate dragon points, determine the four directions of the sky, and even make the stars move with a wave of the hand.

Among them, the "Ren" chapter records many sacrificial techniques that were stolen from gods and demons.

Chen Zhian inexplicably felt that the mountain of corpses and the orderly arranged roots looked familiar.

He had seen it in the diagram of the secret technique of Chanjin Jue.

With his eyes shining brightly, Chen Zhian opened his divine eyes, took the Seven Star Steps, and casually threw out 360 Yuan stones, comparing them one by one with the Zhoutian Xingdou Festival recorded in the Human Character Chapter of the Chanjin Jue.

When the last Yuan Stone was thrown out, Chen Zhian was completely certain that this was undoubtedly the Zhoutian Xingdou Festival.

It is rumored that the Zhoutian Xingdou Festival is a forbidden technique that connects ancient gods and demons with the way of heaven.

With 360 stars as an array and hundreds of millions of lives as sacrifices, the intention is to pray to the Heaven to bestow the original Tao, seize the fortune of the stars, shape the earth's wind, water, and fire, and reopen the heaven and earth.