Everything was paused! It was frozen into an absurd yet vivid 3D still life painting!

Only the golden runes on the White Jade Book remained completely unaffected, continuing to circulate madly on their own. The cold and vast fluctuations of the cosmic will continued to ruthlessly wash over this frozen space and time.

Lingbao Tianzun didn't even raise his eyelids towards the frozen mad pig and the chaotic scene. His indifferent gaze was still glued to the madly evolving white jade heavenly book, as if he had just casually flicked away annoying mosquitoes.

"Nya's little trick..." His voice was calm, yet filled with the indifference of someone crushing an ant. "Does it even deserve to touch 'Push Hands'? Get rid of it."

The last three words were spoken to the air.

Before he finished speaking, a blood-red Suzaku phantom, blazing with divine flames that incinerated all evil, suddenly flapped its wings and soared from the frozen spacetime backdrop! With an overbearing aura that could incinerate all the filth in the universe, it pounced with uncanny precision upon the frozen golden pig, the source of the pollution explosion!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no wailing of dying struggles. Only a flash of blinding crimson divine flames.

The next second, the freeze was lifted.

Frey pounced and missed, nearly falling flat on his face. He stumbled and finally stood up, exclaiming, "My pig!"

Apollo's scream stopped abruptly, stuck in his throat.

Yehveh's Bible slipped out of his hand, but he hurriedly grabbed it.

Itzamna's computing core was madly popping up red alerts, and everything was in a mess.

Looking back at the original place——

That giant golden pig, along with the terrifying pollution source erupting from its body, and the dark vortex that wanted to swallow the Heavenly Book... disappeared completely! Not even a trace of energy remained! It was as if the terrifying scene just now was just a collective hallucination.

Only a very faint smell of burnt sulfur lingering in the air proved that the thing had indeed existed.

The phantom of the Vermillion Bird let out a clear cry, turned into a red light, and returned to the fairy mist of the thirty-fifth heaven, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Lingbao Tianzun still stood with his hands behind his back, calm and composed. Not even the hem of his clothes fluttered.

The Jade Emperor glanced at the empty clouds, then at the Lingbao Tianzun beside him, who, with a flick of his finger, had caused a foreign divine beast contaminated by the Old Ones to completely vanish from the face of the earth. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he finally squeezed out two words from between his teeth:

“…Neat.”

At this moment, the golden light of the madly spinning white jade heavenly book suddenly converged! All the swirling runes instantly shrank and solidified, finally condensing into two dizzyingly complex and ancient divine patterns in the center of the jade disk, emitting an icy supreme will.

"Yes."

The vast fluctuations of will disappeared like the receding tide, and the white jade heavenly book returned to its warm and wordless state, as if the crazy convulsion just now had never happened.

Lingbao Tianzun looked at the words "Yunxing" and a faint glimmer of understanding finally flashed across his indifferent eyes. He nodded slightly, as if responding to an invisible existence.

"The seam has opened." He whispered to himself, his gaze once again piercing through the layers of immortal clouds, casting his gaze upon the shattered low-dimensional worlds below. His voice was so low it was almost inaudible, "The remaining mess...it's your turn to take action, Judge Su."

The aura around him began to undergo an unpredictable transformation. The vast divinity of the Three Pure Ones was transforming into receding waters, slowly converging and settling.

At the same time, a deeper, more restrained aura, as if carrying the weight of countless years and civilizations, was quietly condensing and awakening within him...

At the entrance of Tushita Palace, the wordless white jade book of heaven, which symbolizes the core of heaven, seemed to sense something and emitted a faint soft light again, which was a bit compassionate and a bit blessed, and gently enveloped Lingbao Tianzun.

The Jade Emperor observed the subtle yet resolute changes in Ling Bao's body, and for the first time, a complex expression crossed his illusory face. He knew all too well that this old friend was truly going to "go down" this time.

It's not about sending a clone or making a projection, but about almost "consuming oneself" and becoming the first fire thrown into the furnace after the "gap" is opened... and also the most critical "firewood".

At the moment when the atmosphere was solemn and Lingbao was about to take that step—

"Wait!" A voice suddenly sounded, with a bit of urgency of "something has finally caught up", abruptly interrupting this tragic (? ) process of accumulating energy.

All the gods turned their heads in unison, looking at Qi Mo, the one who had spoken. The golden light from his divine robe hadn't yet completely dissipated, yet his face bore the expression of "I just figured this out." The corners of his mouth curled up in a hint of "as expected," almost gloating.

"Lingbao, I'm afraid you can't jump out of this furnace."

Lingbao Tianzun's aura that was about to "extinct" paused slightly, and his indifferent gaze finally moved away from the battlefield below. For the first time, he looked at Qi Mo with some substantive inquiry.

Qi Mo didn't waste any words. He raised his finger and pointed at the dimmed but still slowly rotating Xiantian Bagua formation in the center of the Tushita Palace: "Your own backyard is on fire—Xuanyuan, that kid, is awake!"

The words just fell!

Om-!

Om-!

Om-!

The Bagua formation diagram shook violently three times! The light cocoon that had been quietly emitting gentle light and enveloping Xuanyuan Shaoze's body suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light from the inside out without any warning!

Immediately afterwards, a tall, majestic figure, surrounded by materialized golden dragon energy, stepped out from the rotating Yin-Yang fish without any warning!

That is... the imperial soul of the Central Emperor Xuanyuan, which is unique to the ancient times!

This gentleman's soul was as solid as a real person, and his face still had a bit of violence from just waking up... or perhaps the murderous aura from the battlefield was still there. His eyes were as sharp as knives, sweeping across the entire place, and finally fixed on Lingbao Tianzun.

He didn't even look at the body that belonged to him sleeping next to him. He only saw the shadow of the emperor's soul, very naturally, even with a sense of casualness of "stealing something while it's hand", stretched out the arm condensed by pure emperor dragon energy, and directly grabbed it with a big hand, like carrying a sack, and picked up the sleeping "Xuanyuan Shaoze" with one hand, and held it firmly under his arm!

His movements were so skillful that one wondered if he did it often.

Immediately afterwards, the phantom of the Emperor's soul did not give anyone (god) present a chance to react!

"I know that lousy place called Xuyuan!" Emperor Soul's voice was as loud as thunder, carrying with it the arrogance of someone who had just emerged from a sea of ​​blood and corpses. "Lingbao, take a break! If Su Mohui knew that Shen Jiaan had followed you there, I'd be dead."

"I'll jump into this furnace for you!"

After saying this, he didn't give anyone, including Qi Mo who had just helped him "divine fortune" and "released", a chance to react!

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