An extremely overbearing voice, like a thunderbolt rolling down from the sky, exploded in the chaos. The sound waves were surging, as if they had endless power. Wherever they passed, the chaos instantly rioted. Countless chaotic energies, which were originally still flowing slowly, were now like catkins swept by a violent storm, completely out of control, colliding and interweaving with each other crazily. Every collision burst out a group of dazzling and dangerous lights, as if to tear the chaotic void apart.

In all directions, the Heavenly Dao Lords who were rushing towards the newly born Middle Thousand World were suddenly shocked. This terrifying sound wave madly impacted their minds, causing them to slow down involuntarily, and their faces showed a complex expression of awe and fear.

Before the afterglow of that overbearing voice completely dissipated, there was another violent shock in the chaos.

The chaotic void was like a calm water surface with a huge rock thrown into it, causing dense ripples. An ancient and majestic golden ship slowly emerged from the depths of the ripples.

The hull is carefully crafted from extremely heavy natural gold, and each plate exudes an ancient and dazzling light. In that light, countless complex and mysterious runes are interwoven, and each rune seems to contain the vicissitudes of time and endless power, telling an ancient and mysterious story.

Emperor Yuankun, wearing a golden armor, stood tall and proud on the deck. His eyes were extremely arrogant, like a god looking down at the ants in the world, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura that made people unable to look directly at him.

Just one person completely crushed the momentum of hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Dao masters around him.

Behind him, thousands of people stood in an orderly manner.

Each of them has a powerful aura and is a master-level being. Moreover, they are not ordinary masters. The lowest are seventh-level masters, and there are more than a hundred twelfth-level masters.

Especially the five figures closest to the Divine Emperor Yuankun, their aura was so strong that it far exceeded that of a twelfth-level master, and they were completely on a different level.

They were all great masters, and their powerful auras intertwined together, forming a suffocating pressure.

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In the Jiuling Continent, in the Zhennan Palace, there is an exquisite stone pavilion.

A purple-dressed beauty sat in Su Mo's arms. His right hand was irregularly weighing the heavy conscience, his movements seemed a bit frivolous. His left hand was carelessly playing with a gem that was emitting a faint blue light, but his mind had already passed through his illusory body and focused on the ancient golden ship that appeared in the chaos in the distance.

"What a great Qiankun Divine Court! It is indeed the dominant force in the Middle Thousand Worlds. It is indeed not comparable to the dominant force in the Small Thousand Worlds like the Nine Realms Alliance."

There were six great masters, thousands of high-level masters, and more than five hundred top masters. Compared with them, the Nine Realms Alliance was like a firefly compared to the bright moon. They could not be compared at all.

The Taoist Ancestor Tianshu had only helped the Divine Emperor Yuankun before, so there was some bond between them. Otherwise, he would not have had the time to consider and would have been taken down by the Divine Emperor Yuankun long ago.

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In chaos.

Looking at the magnificent golden ancient ship, the hearts of all the Heavenly Dao masters sank to the lowest point. The light in their eyes dimmed, and their expectations turned into nothing. It seemed that they had no hope at all in finding the origin of this middle thousand worlds.

It would have been fine if Emperor Yuankun of the Qiankun Divine Court had shown up in person, but he actually brought five great overlords with him. This doesn't give them any hope at all!

Everyone seemed to be in a dark abyss, without a ray of light in sight.

at this time......

A teasing voice came from the depths of chaos.

"Old man Yuan Kun, you are so arrogant that you want to monopolize this world. Aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away?" This voice, with boundless power, echoed wantonly in the chaos, causing the surrounding energy turbulence to surge violently.

The words were still ringing in everyone's ears when ripples appeared in the chaotic void, as if a huge boulder had been thrown into a calm lake.

Then, an ancient bronze chariot slowly emerged, breaking through the depths of the ripples.

This bronze chariot exudes an ancient and vicissitudes of life atmosphere, and is covered with mottled traces of time, as if it has witnessed countless ups and downs and changes.

Every time the axle turns, it makes a low and heavy sound, and each one seems to be the sound of the Tao, striking the minds of the masters of the Heavenly Dao.

The heavy and solemn voice shook their hearts. Some low-level masters even felt that their own world was about to be shattered, and their faces turned pale as paper in an instant.

On the chariot, leading the way was a tall and strong middle-aged man wearing bronze divine armor.

The divine armor had a unique shape, and each armor leaf was engraved with lifelike animal patterns. Those animal patterns seemed to have life, ready to break free and rush out at any time, giving people a thrilling feeling.

The armor leaves collided with each other, making crisp and pleasant sounds, interweaving into an ancient metal war song, as if telling of past glory and honor.

His two green dragons were like flexible ribbons, wrapped around his body. The dragon's eyes flashed with a deep light, and from time to time, they emitted a cloud of green mist, which contained a power fluctuation that would make even a twelfth-level master palpitate.

The angular face looked as if it was carefully carved by a master sculptor. The eyes were deep and sharp, like the cold stars twinkling in the night sky, emitting a divine light that made people dare not look directly at it.

Under the high nose bridge, the lips are slightly upturned, with a confident and uninhibited smile. The long hair is casually tied up, and a few strands of hair are flying in the wind, adding a bit of free and unrestrained and heroic spirit.

His aura was extremely terrifying, not inferior to that of the Divine Emperor Yuan Kun at all.

Behind him were six great masters and thousands of masters. Each of them had two real dragons entwined around them, looking majestic and indomitable.

"It's the Qiancang Ancient Clan."

Looking at the bronze chariot, the eyes of the surrounding Heavenly Rulers instantly lit up, and a glimmer of hope rekindled in their hearts.

The Qiancang Ancient Clan is another dominant force in the Qianyuan Thousand Worlds. Its power is not inferior to the Qiankun Divine Court in any way, and is even stronger.

There can't be two tigers in one mountain. The Qiancang Ancient Clan and the Qiankun Divine Court are old enemies. They will never just watch the Qiankun Divine Court dominate the world. There will definitely be a war between the two.

Two dogs fight, play off!

They may be able to take advantage of the situation and seize some of the origin of the Middle Thousand Worlds.

"Old Qiancang is right. If you want to eat alone, old Yuankun, aren't you afraid of being stuffed to death?"

At this time, another voice came from the depths of chaos, sharp and full of sarcasm.

In an instant, the chaos shook violently again, and an incomparably huge three-legged purple crow rushed out from the endless chaos like a burning star.

Wherever it passed, the chaotic energy was like encountering a natural enemy, and was instantly and ruthlessly annihilated into slag, and large areas of chaos turned into nothingness.

A few unlucky guys were unable to dodge and were enveloped by the purple flames. They only had time to let out a shrill scream before they were burned to ashes, their souls destroyed, without even a trace left.

In the blink of an eye, the three-legged purple crow crossed the chaos of tens of thousands of star years and arrived not far from the ancient golden ship. With a dazzling purple light flashing, its huge body began to rapidly change and shrink. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a middle-aged man in a purple robe.

His figure was as straight as a pine tree, standing in the midst of the chaos, naturally revealing an extremely noble temperament.

His face was as white as jade, with clear features, revealing an innate arrogance.

His eyes were long and narrow, and deep, like endless stars hidden in a dark pool. At this moment, he was looking coldly at the Divine Emperor Yuan Kun on the ancient golden ship with a hint of contempt in his smile.

"Old Yuankun, if you want to eat alone, have you asked me?"

Another voice suddenly sounded.

“Boom…Boom…”

The sound of heavy footsteps rang in everyone's ears, like a heavy hammer, striking fiercely on the minds of the overlords. In an instant, many first-level overlords could no longer bear it and spat out divine blood.

The next second...

Then, a majestic being wearing golden armor, with golden light all around him, a lion's head, a human body and a single horn, walked towards them.

On the ancient golden ship, Emperor Yuan Kun's face was grim and his brows were furrowed. He knew in his heart that it was impossible to dominate the Thousand Worlds.

Not to mention the old rival Qian Cang, the flat-haired bird and the barbarian are equally difficult to deal with. Like him, they are all seventh-level great overlords.

"boom......"

At this moment, a brilliant sword light suddenly appeared, and that light seemed to split the endless chaos and create a whole new world.

It whistled all the way, and wherever it passed, the chaotic energy was quickly dispersed like a residual cloud. In the blink of an eye, it was not far from the ancient golden ship.

A peerless swordsman in a black robe walked out from it, like a peerless divine sword drawn from its sheath, emitting a sharp aura that would scare even a twelfth-level master.

"Yuan Kun, if you want to dominate this world, you must first defeat the sword in my hand."

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"Could this be the Scarlet Abyss Sword Ancestor?"

Soon, many masters of the Heavenly Dao recognized the sword cultivator, the Chiyuan Sword Ancestor, who was the number one sword cultivator in their chaos. His cultivation strength was not inferior to that of the Divine Emperor Yuankun, and was even stronger.

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"Brother Yuankun, and fellow Taoists, the origin of the Middle Thousand Worlds cannot be monopolized by any one of us. Listen to what I say, let the six of us share the origin of the Middle Thousand Worlds. What do you think?"

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