I, Ye Chen, turned out to be a top expert

The bird of light merged into the painting and was collected by Xiao Yang carefully, with disbelief in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chen's magical powers were so terrifying. The existence that they could not kill at all was nothing in front of Ye Chen's methods. Just a mere painting destroyed everything in the underworld. The extremely powerful underworld became history.

The appearance of the Bird of Light and the scenes of wiping out the underworld were seen by some powerful beings. Almost all of these people were beings that had been constantly resurrecting in recent days. Naturally, they knew how powerful the underworld was in ancient times. Countless immortals descended, but they were unable to completely destroy the underworld. When the Immortal King Xiaoyao descended at that time, these people guessed that the underworld was completely wiped out. They never expected that tens of thousands of years later, when they woke up, they would see the cultivators of the underworld again.

An existence that even the Immortal King Xiaoyao was unable to kill was wiped out so easily today. These people were extremely uncomfortable in their hearts. This was really beyond everyone's expectations.

In an ancient manor, an old woman suspended in the air took a deep breath. Only then did she recover from the shock she had just felt. She closed her eyes but spoke, "The Supreme Saint Dao Palace has been established. In three days, we will celebrate the founding of the sect. We will select the most outstanding disciples in the family and bring valuable gifts to attend the ceremony."

The old woman was one of the beings who had awakened in these days. She really didn't take the Supreme Taoist Palace seriously before. Even though she knew that Tang Lan, the ancestor of the Weapon Refining Sect, was not dead, Zhao Wu of Zhao State was not dead, and Tang Jing, the Sword Saint of Chen Palace, was not dead. These people formed a force together, the old woman thought it was very normal and nothing worthy of her attention. But today, when the underworld invaded and she thought the Supreme Taoist Palace was about to be destroyed, the result she saw was not what she had guessed. Instead, the Supreme Taoist Palace killed the immortal underworld with a crushing force, which made the old woman unable to remain calm.

The old woman knew that within the Supreme Saint Dao Palace, neither Tang Lan, Zhao Wu, nor the Sword Saint Tang Jing could achieve this. Furthermore, that power was completely different from what these people cultivated. It was the power of light, a terrifying force that could actually be harnessed. The old woman was apprehensive about the person who was harnessing it. Who was that? As for what that treasure was or how it came about, the old woman didn't pay attention. She didn't believe it was created now. In her eyes, it could be a treasure left over from ancient times. Furthermore, Xiao Yang's condensed blessing of the Wen Dan land made the old woman very apprehensive. The strength of the Wen Dao was not just a matter of words.

One stroke wipes out all demons, one stroke cuts off the past and the future.

A stroke of the pen kills the immortals, a roar destroys the demons, a book seals the earth, those horrible things still echo in her mind. This is also the reason why the Immortal King Xiaoyao sealed the immortal road and joined forces with the strongest in the immortal world to kill the strong in literature and Taoism and cut off the inheritance of literature and Taoism. Even the Immortal King Xiaoyao was afraid of such an existence, so how could she, a mere mortal, not be afraid?

"Wen Dao, is he going to recover?"

"The seal of the Immortal King Xiaoyao keeps breaking. It seems that this world is no longer peaceful. Wen Dao is indeed difficult to kill. Are those terrible beings of Wen Dao going to return from that place?" The old woman at this moment felt that her chance had come when she woke up, but now she suddenly felt that today, ten thousand years later, perhaps she would still be just a witness of an era.

Culture and morality are the protagonists of the times, from beginning to end.

In a mountain range, above the mountain, there is an extremely huge fairy mountain floating. At this moment, above the fairy mountain, an old man with white hair and beard slowly withdrew his gaze.

"Grandfather, what are you looking at?"

At this moment, in front of the old man with white hair and beard, a child of eight or nine years old stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the old man with anticipation.

This is where the He family lives.

Within billions of miles, all is the territory of the He family. The old man is also a powerful man who has just awakened. He is the ancestor of the He family and was once endowed with unparalleled He Changsheng.

"Baby, do you want to see it too?" At this moment, He Changsheng, after hearing the voice, his eyes fell on the baby, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was very gentle. He looked kind to his descendant who was not sure how many generations later.

"He Hao pays homage to the ancestors!"

At this moment, the head of the He family arrived and bowed to the ancestor. He Hao's strength was extremely powerful and had reached the realm of divine fire, but when he looked at the extremely old He Changsheng, his eyes were full of admiration. In this era when the immortal road was cut off and the avenue was sealed by the Immortal King Xiaoyao, he was able to cultivate to the realm of divine fire. The word "arrogant" was extremely appropriate to call him, but He Hao's eyes when looking at He Changsheng were still full of admiration, because He Changsheng was a legend of the He family, and it was because of He Changsheng that the bloodline of the He family was so powerful.

The He family even uses He as their surname, which was not their surname before. This surname shows how prominent and superior the He family once was.

The He family's ancestor, the most famous person in ancient times, was able to kill immortal beings with his mortal body, and later even slashed them with a sword, becoming an immortal with great force. At this moment, He Changsheng sighed, "Could it be that all members of the He family were born at the wrong time?"

At this moment, after He Hao appeared, a look of helplessness and powerlessness appeared in He Changsheng's eyes.

"Ancestor, the He family will surely rule the world again. We are the kings of the entire earth." At this moment, He Hao's eyes were filled with reluctance and passion, and his expression was very complicated.

"Dominate the world?"

"Are you atheist?" He Changsheng's gaze fell on the doll, and a hint of heat appeared in his eyes.

"Well, my He family has Wushen. When he was born, purple qi covered 30,000 miles. He started practicing sword at the age of three, comprehended sword intent at the age of four, condensed sword heart at the age of five, awakened formless sword body at the age of seven, and reached the peak of divine elixir at the age of nine. He is unparalleled in the world. When our ancestor came out, there was only purple qi covering 3,000 miles." At this moment, He Hao was staring at the baby in front of him, his grandson, He Wushen.

When He Wushen was born, purple air spread across 30,000 miles, which was even more terrifying than the phenomenon when his ancestor Jun Changsheng was born, so He Hao named the baby Wushen.

However, when He Changsheng heard He Hao's words, there was only a hint of anticipation on the corner of his mouth, and he was not as excited as Jun Hao thought.

"Wushen is the future of my He family. Maybe he can become a star of this era!" He Changsheng sighed.

"Grandfather." At this moment, He Hao heard what He Changsheng said and wanted to continue, but was interrupted by He Changsheng. He Changsheng touched He Wushen's head and said, "He Hao, Wushen, let the ancestor give you the defeat you received back then. The way of literature is invincible."