The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

"Dawn! This bitch is actually here too!"

The eyes of the Black Demon Hall Master were filled with fear and dread, but when he thought of his current strength, which was a hundred times greater than before, and the support of the Greedy Lord, he immediately became confident.

"Yun Ji, did you see that?"

"what did you see?"

Kuang Langsheng's eyes were blazing with greed and longing as he said, "Becoming an immortal is not the final destination. Beyond the immortals, there are even more powerful and mysterious beings!"

"Are you kidding me?"

Yun Ji frowned slightly and said, "Among the eight realms of mortals, the highest is the Divine Palace Realm. Above the Divine Palace, one is an immortal. Not to mention the mysterious beings that transcend the immortals, how many people have already strived for the Heavenly Man Realm below the Divine Palace, only to end up unable to achieve it and die in depression?"

"Then you know that before the ancient destruction, the Divine Palace Realm was also called the Xiangshen Realm."

"I don't know what the concept of "appearing gods" means. Even if there is a higher and more mysterious realm above the realm of "appearing gods", the ancient and later generations have different Taoisms. The Divine Palace is already the limit of the later generations!"

Yun Ji is very open-minded about this.

Who doesn’t want to pursue greater power? Who doesn’t want to achieve eternal life?

But is that possible?

Throughout history, how many people have been able to become immortals and how many people have been able to transcend?

I don’t know how many people are excluded from the realm of heaven and man alone!

What about the half-immortals after the celestial beings, and the free and easy immortals in the mortal world after the half-immortals?

"You actually still have the leisure to think about these things."

Yun Ji was still sharp-tongued, mocking him mercilessly: "Don't you see what kind of character you have? You can't even beat a weak woman like me, and yet you still dream unrealistic dreams all day long."

"Let's think about how to end this later!"

Kuang Langsheng never retaliated no matter how Yun Ji pushed and pushed him. His eyes were always fixed on the short grayish-white hand floating below the Lord of Greed.

He murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "Then let this dream last a little longer."

However, what Kuang Langsheng didn't know was.

No one else heard what he said except himself.

But the greed that naturally arises in his heart...

But the Lord of Greed clearly felt it.

"Yes, that's it..."

"If you don't even dare to think about it, how can you achieve and surpass the highest?"

Feeling that the desire for immortality in Kuang Langsheng's heart had evolved into a bottomless greed for supreme power, the Lord of Greed's face, which was condensed by black energy, showed a bit of appreciation.

"Lord, I have now reached a higher level. I beg you to allow me to personally eliminate the heretics and clear the obstacles that stand in your way of establishing the Holy Paradise!"

Ever since the leader of the Black Demon Hall had the good fortune to break through the Xuanyou realm and experienced the feeling of "I am the only one supreme in heaven and on earth", he has become very inflated.

He actually volunteered and threatened to deal with Yan Huang and others, whom even the Lord of Greed could not see through.

"Well, let's go~"

The Lord of Greed spoke lazily, obviously not taking it to heart.

Seeing that the opportunity to show off had come, the leader of the Black Demon Hall's face turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, rolling black mist surged, intending to perform the "Judgment of the Underworld" again to judge the Flame Emperor!

But when he accidentally met the calm eyes of the Emperor of Flame, time seemed to stop for just a moment. One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

The threat of death enveloped his entire body, and a biting chill rushed from his spine to the top of his head. Amidst the cold, there was a soul-searing pain that gnawed at his body all the time.

That's... a body on fire!!!

Sudden——

The flames were dispelled by an invisible force. The Lord of the Black Demon Hall, who had escaped the disaster, knelt weakly on the ground, with cold sweat running down his back and a palpitation on his face. He kept thanking the Lord of Greed for saving his life.

Thus, before Emperor Yan looked back, he took another look at the Lord of Greed who had helped the Lord of the Black Demon Hall to rescue him. The Lord of Greed was also very polite. The black air condensed into a round hat on his head, and a small arm emerged from his ear. He lifted the hat elegantly and smiled at Emperor Yan.

Flame Emperor:...

I haven't seen anything so disgusting in a hundred thousand years...

Emperor Yan turned his face away and said calmly, "Xuanzang, please explain."

Feng Wanli couldn't help but look at the little monk, wanting to see how this little bald man, who seemed to have a great background, would explain. Could it be that the sacrifice of Lord Haotian was really arranged by this person?

"What does Donor Yan want me to explain?"

The young monk's voice was a little weaker, but he still asked with a smile.

"Wake me up, what do you want to do?"

"I do not know."

"You should know."

"No, I really don't know."

"No, you should know."

"But I really don't know anything."

The young monk grinned harmlessly, "It was Heaven that made me do this."

"As you wish."

The Flame Emperor crossed his arms, tilted his head, and questioned with a scrutinizing gaze, "Threatening the little girl on the moon and forcing her to cooperate with you, was it Heaven that ordered you to do this?"

How could this "goddess" distort the facts...

"OK!"

The young monk remained calm and nodded, "Yes, the weather is terrible!"

"If it's Donor Yan, you can understand my helpless mood, right?"

He pointed to the sky with a smile on his face and said, "If you don't believe me, you can go and ask in person."

"I know the weather is bad."

The Emperor of Flame stared at the young monk, "But don't blame everything on Heaven. You can handle these things on your own. Why bother me?"

"Because you, Donor Yan, have disturbed many people."

The young monk also looked directly at Emperor Yan without flinching.

"Without me, there would be no them."

"Without Donor Yan, there would be no them."

"Then why did you find someone to bother me?"

"Because you, Donor Yan, have disturbed many people."

At this point, the atmosphere froze for a moment.

Yan Huang's expression didn't change at all.

But almost everyone present had this feeling.

The Flame Emperor is angry, and the consequences are serious.

"So you brought these people here to disturb me?"

Emperor Yan repeated what he had just said.

Xi Zhaozhao's heart was in her throat, and she kept praying in her heart: Little Master, please don't do anything stupid, it could really kill people!

"Everything is arranged by Heaven."

The little monk smiled brightly, but did not continue to provoke the Flame Emperor.

Instead, they put the blame on the so-called "God"!

Emperor Yan was a little impatient, but he did not choose to take action directly.

He pointed at Lei Haotian, who lay in a pool of blood in Feng Wanli's arms, and said coldly, "Watching this kid die is also the will of 'heaven'?"

This time the young monk paused for a long time before replying, "No."

Upon hearing this, Huyan Ming's anger rose rapidly.

He originally thought that Emperor Yan was already a bastard enough, but he didn't expect that the little monk was the worst bastard one, hiding in the dark and watching his senior brother Haotian go to his death!

It’s shameful!!!

At this time, even Xi Zhaozhao felt that the little monk's behavior was inappropriate, and the look he gave the little monk became slightly unfriendly, just like the eyes of many people present.

"Master, you said you couldn't do it. You died many years ago."

Old Eight's eyes were filled with complexities as he spoke, "But before this, you were the one who acted in secret, using the attacks of our younger Senior Brother and Senior Brother Ye to buy time, weren't you? If you could have summoned these two Senior Brothers from different time and space to this place, surely Lord Lei Zun wouldn't have sacrificed himself."

The eldest brother in his youth? What does that mean...

Xi Zhaozhao secretly kept a watchful eye.

"No!"

The young monk's smile faded. He turned to look at Hu Yanming and said sternly, "I can tell you clearly that this was not my arrangement, nor was it Heaven's arrangement..."

"Rather, it is the destiny that Master Lei was born with!"

"Are you trying to say that Senior Brother Haotian's fate is like this?!"

Huyan Ming could no longer tolerate it. He rushed towards the little monk without hesitation. Electric arcs leaped around him, and his whole body turned into a ray of lightning. He attacked as soon as he said he would.

At this distance, no one can catch lightning, unless...

"I said so."

Yan Huang raised his finger slightly, and Huyan Ming was suddenly frozen in mid-air, unable to move.

"Let...let go...of me..."

The voice came out of Hu Yanming's throat with difficulty.

The Flame Emperor pondered, and suddenly seemed to have a feeling. He turned and looked behind him, muttering: "The creatures from the distant starry sky are not the evil races from outside the domain that we have fought against in the past..."

"Could it be a relative of the alien gods?"

At this moment, people were surprised to find that the face formed by the black air in the air had disappeared. Instead, the leader of the Black Demon Hall showed a smile that was not as gentle as before. He did not act like a demon, but stood in the distance and watched them patiently.

"We are not from the outer world."

The Lord of Greed, possessed by the Black Demon Hall, smiled and said, "But I'm quite interested in the alien race you mentioned. They might be the creatures I've been searching for, those beings from another cosmic civilization. Of course, you're similar, but you're not what I'm looking for."

"Strictly speaking, I have no interest in aggression."

The Lord of Greed smiled kindly and continued, "But now I have lost everything. If you can submit to me, or cooperate with me and let me regain everything I have lost, I think... I would be very happy to integrate into your great home with a long history."

"I saw..."

"What do you see? Our bright and beautiful future?"

"I saw you slaughtering people wantonly."

The Flame Emperor's attitude was neither cold nor warm, as if it was normal: "Toying with life's various crimes."

"Hahahaha...don't listen to Li Ming's nonsense, it's all fake."

The Lord of Greed laughed.

He spread his hands and shrugged, saying nonchalantly, "Actually, I'm a good person. I was forced to do that. I had no other choice..."

"They fear me, yet crave my power, and so they seek to eliminate me. I have no choice but to resist. As a fellow Supreme, you should understand my feelings, right?"

In the eyes of the Lord of Greed, the Flame Emperor is a creature who has achieved the highest evolution just like him.

Little did he know that Emperor Yan never took him seriously from beginning to end.

"Being a good person doesn't just mean what you say. Whether you're a good person or not has nothing to do with me, and I'm not in the mood to care whether you're good or bad."

"But... go back to where you came from."

The Emperor of Flame raised a finger and shook it, uttering a word every time he shook it.

"Don't touch it."

--Very good!!!

Xi Zhaozhao clenched her fists tightly.

I thought that the Flame Emperor was the Flame Emperor, even though he was always harsh in his words and had an annoying personality, but when it came to major issues, the Nanga Flame Emperor still cared about his descendants!

When they first met Emperor Yan, he seemed easy to talk to, but in fact he was a man who didn't hold back with his words. Xi Zhaozhao was even wondering how such a person could have the reputation of being so powerful that people all over the world could hear his name "威".

From this perspective, historical facts are historical facts, and they are all historical records of what actually happened!

"What if I don't go back?"

The Lord of Greed asked with a smile.

The Emperor Yan looked calm and composed, saying simply, "It's up to you."

unofficial history!!!

No, it's not unofficial history! It's complete bullshit!!!

A huge pile of shit!!!

"Zhao Zhao, what are you doing? Calm down."

Old Eight held Xi Zhaozhao, who was about to step forward and demand an explanation, and said kindly, "The Emperor Yan is still a living ancestor of mankind. Don't be so rude!"

"But, but..."

Once Xi Zhaozhao's temper flared up, it was no less than Hu Yanming's. She kicked her feet wildly, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and shouted at the back of Yan Huang standing in front of her:

"I don't approve of such an irresponsible ancestor!"

"If it were His Excellency Lei Zun, even if a hundred thousand years, a million years, or even ten million years had passed, if humanity was in trouble, His Excellency Lei Zun would definitely step forward to save the world!"

"Sacrificing Lord Lei Zun actually awakened such a cold-blooded and heartless person. Heaven is truly blind! People like him should be completely submerged in the long river of time! He is unworthy of being the ancestor of mankind, unworthy of being the leader of the Nanga tribe, and even less worthy of being revered as the 'Flame Emperor'!"

"What did you just say...?"

Yan Huang's eyes were icy as he glanced coldly at Xi Zhaozhao, who was protected behind him by Old Eight, who looked fearful. Before he could continue, the little monk suddenly stood between them.

"Amitabha......"

The young novice monk half bowed and said with a smile, "Donor Yan's achievements are unparalleled. They are engraved in the history tablets of the world, and they are also true deeds that cannot be erased by time."

"But as the saying goes, seeing is believing. People in later generations don't know the cruelty that preceded the destruction, so they speak without restraint. Donor Yan used the efforts of his entire clan to gain a glimmer of hope. The name of the Flame Emperor is known throughout the world. Don't lose your dignity in front of other races because of a joke from an ignorant youngster."

No matter what the little monk said, the Emperor Yan only said two cold words: "Get out of the way."

"Amitabha."

The young monk chanted the Buddha's name, but stood in the same place without moving an inch.

"kill me!"

"Zhao Zhao, leave this to me, you..."

"Kill me if you dare!!!"

Xi Zhaozhao shouted, "What's wrong with the Flame Emperor? Compared to Wan Xiong's Ice Emperor, you're not even a hair's breadth behind him! If you weren't born into the Nanjia tribe and had the blood of the Flame God, who do you think you are?!"

"I have a Senior Brother named Ye. He always complains about this and that. Asking him to help carry a bag of rice is like asking him to die. But when disaster strikes, he is the first to step forward."

"What happened to the Flame Emperor?"

"Is it remarkable that we have brought a glimmer of hope to the human race?"

"Did I ask you to do this?"

"My senior brother, for the sake of his fellow Beixuan people, he was willing to endure the criticism and repel the Kraken. Did anyone ask him to do this? Did anyone force him to do this? No, but he still did it without hesitation. In the end, not only did he not gain any benefits, but he also ended up being branded as an eternal sinner..."

"I'm putting this out there. It's up to you to save him or not. No one's asking you to! I just regret that I let Lord Lei Zun sacrifice his life in vain just to wake someone like you."

"You, the Flame Emperor, are... uh uh..."

I noticed that Yan Huang's face turned completely dark.

Lao Ba covered Xi Zhaozhao's mouth and smiled bitterly.

Well, I'll just die, at least I felt good cursing...