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

Chen Zhian ascended to heaven and beat the drum to anchor the real coordinates for the Ancient Emperor ten thousand years ago, asking the Ancient Emperor to punch out and knock the God Emperor down to the emperor realm. This was an unprecedented achievement.

But this achievement.

It also cost him a heavy price.

The luck he obtained from the Holy Ruins and the luck bestowed by the Great Wilderness were all sacrificed by him. Even the embryonic form of heaven and earth that he had sorted out with great difficulty was reduced to ashes in the sound of the drum, and everything turned into nothingness.

The young man in blue clothes has now lost all his cultivation, has a head full of white hair, and is thin and emaciated, becoming an old man who is about to die.

Also, the original operation trajectory of this world was disrupted because of the drum beating in heaven.

Chen Zhian became the only person who was hated in this world. He could not walk openly in the world and could only cover his body with a black cloth.

The golden rain of luck that everyone desires is the most poisonous medicine in the world to him.

Not even a drop of rain can touch it...

"It's okay, it's just vomiting blood. You'll get used to it after vomiting for a while."

Chen Zhian raised his head with difficulty, looked at the black cloth above his head and smiled faintly: "The God Emperor sits in the Ninth Heaven and patrols on behalf of the Heaven. Although he has fallen from the Emperor Realm, he is still invincible in this world. Chen Erniu and Tu Ang have just entered the Quasi-Emperor Realm and have been entangled by the Heavenly Tribulation. I don't know where they have hidden.

Now, the only person that the God Emperor is afraid of is a useless person like me.

After all, he didn't know if I could still beat the drum, or if I could make the ancient emperor from even longer ago throw another punch.

Even though he knew that it was impossible for me to ring the drum again, he didn't dare to gamble.

"As long as I am alive, he will not dare to act recklessly."

"He doesn't dare to take action, but someone else does."

Xu Luo frowned and said, "Shenmo Tianxia Yuan Gui is already invincible in the Cave Heaven Realm. Even countless old masters have died under his invincible double pupils. You killed his fiancée Huangfu Mingyao, so he will challenge you sooner or later!"

"He won't come."

Chen Zhian shook his head and said, "You underestimate him. Although I have never fought with Yuan Gui, judging from his behavior during this period, he is a conceited and proud genius, no less than Ji Wudao back then. He will not come to kill a useless person like me."

Xu Luo looked at Chen Zhian in silence.

After a long time, he whispered, "Is there still a chance?"

"I don't know, I'm still watching..."

Chen Zhian said slowly: "This is also the reason why I don't leave. At the beginning of the creation of the world, the chaos was divided into yin and yang. There is no place in the world more suitable for me to stay than the current Zhulu Tianxia!"

Xu Luo was slightly startled.

I don't understand what Chen Zhian meant.

However, Liu Ruyan, who was standing silently by the side, suddenly brightened up her eyes and stretched out her pale little hand to hold Chen Zhian.

next moment.

There was no longer any darkness in Chen Zhian's eyes, but instead crisscrossing lines. These lines formed a great formation of heaven and earth, one link after another, evolving into thousands of principles, and finally forming an arc with infinite changes.

In that arc, the sun, moon, stars are rotating, the wild mountains are collapsing and reshaping, the Arctic snowfields are melting, the central world is expanding madly, and battlefields are merging.

Chen Zhian even saw that Duanhe was connected to the Huaxu Realm battlefield, with a large river running through the north and south and finally flowing into the South China Sea.

"This is... Fighting for the World!"

"One begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. This world is a circle drawn by the principles of Dao. It is constantly changing, so the three thousand great Daos are actually the lines that outline the arc. If the lines are broken, the arc will be incomplete..."

Chen Zhian muttered to himself.

After a moment, he frowned again and shook his head, "No, there seems to be something else. Who is controlling these lines? Is it evolving autonomously, or is there a hand behind the scenes moving them..."

next moment.

Chen Zhian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, as if a pair of eyes in the dark were looking at him.

The piece of black cloth that was snatched from Huangfu Mingjing turned into ashes in an instant.

"Let's go, I've seen it, let's leave Zhulu Tianxia..."