I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

Because of this reason, the influence of earth, wind, water and fire on Ye Chongren became less and less. Thunders appeared in the void, and merits descended and blessed Ye Chongren.

"As the world upgrades, my tradition, incense, and civilization should also upgrade.

The ancient world needs four pillars to support the sky. I have the Hongmeng Supreme Tower. It is like the Zhou Mountain, supporting everything in the world inside. So I will consolidate it.

Using the broken summit of Zhoushan Mountain as a model, a stone tablet of inheritance was built, integrating the fragments of the Chaos Pearl and the Jade Disc of Creation to store the divine power of incense, the origin of the Tao, and the civilization." Closing his eyes, Ye Chongren began to evolve.

"Buzz." As Ye Chongren refined it, the broken top of Zhou Mountain changed rapidly and evolved into a towering stone tablet.

Under the stone tablet is the Chaos Pearl, blessed by the laws, filled with incense and surrounded by merits.

"Hey, how could I forget about the innate formation? This time, when I upgrade the world inside my body, mountains will be formed and the formation will merge. All of this can be completely changed." The more he evolved, the more opportunities Ye Chongren discovered, so he integrated the opportunities and began to upgrade everything.

"Hongjun, please make way. I want to repair the sky." After a while, Hongyun had refined the five-colored divine stone and signaled Hongjun to make way.

"Hongyun, do you think you have won?" With a cold snort, Hongjun attacked again, losing a terrible amount of merit and snatching away the Liantian furnace and the five-colored divine stone.

"Nuwa, you go and mend the sky." Turning his head to look at Nuwa, Hongjun asked Nuwa to mend the sky.

Hongjun's idea is very simple. Hongyun wants to become a saint by repairing the sky, but Hongjun just doesn't give him the chance. Even if Hongyun can share some of the merits, it won't be much.

"Hahaha, why didn't we think of that? If we can't find the Five-Colored Divine Stone, we can just rob it."

"Yes, Hongyun is really ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. In front of the absolute strength of Master, everything is fake."

"It's over. Nuwa mended the sky. Everything is over."

……

No one thinks Hongjun's shamelessness is a big deal, because the prehistoric world is not about fighting and killing, but about the ways of the world.

In the ancient world, strength is still respected. No matter how powerful Hong Yun's plan is, it will be useless if he is not allowed to repair the sky.

"Hongjun..." Hongyun roared as Hongjun cut off the firewood from under his cauldron, but he could do nothing.

At this moment, Hong Yun felt extremely frustrated because he couldn't beat Hong Jun. He also felt sorry for Ye Chongren.

"Emperor Sui, hold on for a while." Nuwa didn't refuse. She took the Heaven Refining Furnace and began to mend the sky...

Soon, Nuwa discovered the problem. The five-colored divine stones were not enough.

In addition, the prehistoric world is fundamentally unstable and needs to enter the void to hold up the sky.

"Hongyun, take out the remaining five-colored divine stones and the four legs of the divine turtle." Turning his head to look at Hongyun, Hongjun locked onto Hongyun and asked Hongyun to hand over everything.

“Hahaha, what a Hongjun… what a shameless Daozu… you’ve fallen into the trap again.

Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? You're afraid of my becoming a saint, and you're also afraid of the Three Pure Ones being too powerful, so you chose Nuwa.

Nuwa became a saint because of her merits. Among all saints, her strength is the weakest. It is harmless to give her more merits.

But have you ever thought that if you keep delaying time, the cave in the sky will become bigger and bigger, and the five-colored magic stones I collected will not be able to repair the sky at all.

Come, let's perish together, isn't it just death? What should I be afraid of?

"Hongjun, how long have you toiled to achieve your goal of conquering the wilderness? You've been scheming for so long, and now it's all gone. Isn't it great? Hahaha, let's wait to die together." Staring at Hongjun, Hongyun laughed heartily, his face full of madness.

Hong Yun had some concerns before, but it’s different now. Hong Yun has no concerns. They will die together anyway, so what is he afraid of?

"Damn...are the five-colored divine stones used up?" For the first time, Hongjun panicked.

Hongjun couldn't imagine what he would do if he couldn't repair the sky.

In order to become the master of the ancient world, he outlasted Pangu, watched Luohou instigate the three tribes, and finally plotted against Qiankun, Yinyang, and Yangmei, forcing Luohou to self-destruct.

Afterwards, Hongjun became a saint and the prehistoric world entered the Hongjun era.

Now we are about to harvest the fruits, but they are rotten.