My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

The power of transformation is considered one of the most powerful magical powers even in the Age of Immortals.

But throughout history, there have been very few people who have achieved success.

This is because the power of change is too strong. Once a practitioner masters it, it is easy to become addicted to it and find it difficult to extricate themselves.

Eventually, one forgets what they originally looked like and gets lost in the ever-changing world.

Therefore, the most basic and important point in practicing the way of change is to keep your original heart.

No matter how everything in this world, or even yourself, changes.

As long as you hold on to that bit of true spirit and recognize your true self, you will be able to firmly control the power of change and bind it in your hands.

As the pinnacle of the immortal way, he has cultivated the power of change to the highest level and exhausted all changes.

The Lord of Taixu originally thought that he would never get lost.

Even if a catastrophe occurs, even if the world collapses.

You can still survive through changes and eventually find the supreme path among endless changes.

It wasn't until today that he realized that he had overestimated himself.

Hundreds of millions of years ago.

He is the Lord of Taixu in the Holy Land of Qionghua.

He is a close friend and companion of the Human Emperor who is willing to sacrifice himself to save the people.

Why does it look like this today?

During the catastrophe, he stayed behind without hesitation to cover Jiang Kuiwei's retreat, fighting bravely and fearlessly, even until his body and soul were destroyed.

But at the last moment, he tried to use the power of change to change the remaining part of himself, to see if he could adapt to the power of the catastrophe.

All he thought at the time was that he was doomed anyway.

There are only a few residues left. I'll give it a try. If it succeeds, that's great. Even if it doesn't, I'll die without regrets.

As a result, he seemed to have succeeded, allowing the remaining members to survive to this day.

But did he really succeed?

It turned out that from the very beginning, it was not him who successfully changed and adapted to the catastrophe.

Rather, the catastrophe assimilated him.

Just like those who were called the ultimate immortals back then.

The Lord of Taixu who fights against the great catastrophe.

Without realizing it, he had become a minion of the catastrophe.

It is even possible that... this is the last minion left in the world.

After realizing this, Lord Taixu, or Jiang Taixuan, was in a trance for a long time.

Jiang Taixuan, who would do anything to achieve his goal and use his wife and daughter as tools.

Neither Jiang Lianshan nor the Lord of Taixu.

Rather, it was the result of the Lord Taixu's consciousness being assimilated by the catastrophe, and after it also merged and polluted Jiang Lianshan.

It was a pathetic existence that went in the wrong direction from the very beginning.

When all this flowed through Jiang Taixuan's eyes, all that was left was a long sigh.

And Zhong Qing also spoke slowly.

"Zhaxin consciousness? I understand."

Hundreds of millions of years have passed since the catastrophe.

Everything about the existence of the catastrophe and its power has long disappeared with time.

All that remains is an existence distorted, destroyed and subverted by the catastrophe.

The only remaining power of the catastrophe is probably in the body of the Lord of Taixu.

Just now, the Lord of Taixu spared no effort to use the power of transformation to deal with Zhong Qing.

The power of catastrophe that existed in the deepest part of him also emerged.

Moreover, it came into contact with Zhong Qing's spiritual consciousness.

At that moment, Zhong Qing suspected that what he saw was the consciousness of the catastrophe, or the origin of the catastrophe.

The Jiexin consciousness probably also wants to assimilate Zhong Qing just like it assimilated the Lord of Taixu.

But failed.

But what Zhong Qing couldn't understand was.

The surprise I felt at the moment when my eyes met with Jie Xin's consciousness.

But from the feeling of looking at each other, the source of the catastrophe does not seem to be an intelligent independent creature.

Did I misunderstand? Or...

For a moment, Zhong Qing had no idea.

His attention quickly returned to the present.

Looking at the silent Jiang Taixuan, Zhong Qing's eyes also moved.

At this moment, he also understood that the reason why Lord Taixu became like this was because of the influence of the catastrophe.

However, this did not hinder what he was going to do next.

Even if it was because of a catastrophe, everything was irreversible.

Both Jiang Lianshan and the former Lord of Taixu are no longer here.

What remains are just minions of the remaining power of catastrophe.

Zhong Qing took a deep breath.

He changed from his original seemingly unruly action of hugging Jiang Taixuan to holding his shoulder with one hand to prevent Jiang Taixuan from escaping.

The other hand clenched into a fist again and slowly raised up.

Jiang Taixuan no longer had any intention of resisting or escaping.

A sad smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you for making me realize how pathetic I am."

But the next moment, the smile gradually disappeared, replaced by calmness.

Jiang Taixuan nodded to Zhong Qing.

"Neither Jiang Lianshan, the Lord of Taixu, nor Jiang Taixuan are willing to become puppets."

"So, let's do it."

"This time... my transformation has also reached its end."

Zhong Qing nodded slightly, his expression equally calm, and without any hesitation, he punched out.

This last moment.

Jiang Taixuan did not make any other moves.

He just turned his head and looked at Jiang Ling'er not far away.

A kind smile appeared on his face, perhaps the first in millions of years.

Jiang Ling'er didn't hear his voice before he was smashed to pieces by Zhong Qing's punch.

But from the lip movements, Jiang Ling'er read out those three words.

"sorry."

Watching the figure of that extremely familiar person, the person closest to me in the world, turn into ashes.

Jiang Ling'er didn't say anything.

She just slowly raised her head and closed her eyes.

Before she knew it, two lines of tears slid down her white jade-like face.

This punch not only smashed Jiang Taixuan to pieces, but also shattered the floating continent that he had distorted and deformed.

The sky appeared above everyone's heads again.

A deep blue.

Everyone stood above the white clouds, watching this scene, each with a complicated expression.

No one could have imagined it.

This war ended in this way.

Zhong Qing retracted his fist.

Look quietly at what is in front of you.

At this moment, he was also lost in thought.

From beginning to end, this battle did not pose any threat to Zhong Qing.

But it gave him a big shock.

It’s not because of Jiang Taixuan’s identity.

It’s not because of the Lord Taixu’s magical powers.

But even such existences cannot avoid being assimilated by the catastrophe without knowing it.

And that look into the void.

Jie Xin's consciousness gave him the feeling that this was not an opponent that could be eliminated with just a punch.

Compared to the spiritual gods who rule the starry sky today.

The great catastrophe is what he should be more prepared for.

In any case, finding ways to deal with major disasters in the future must be put on the agenda.

Of course, improving yourself is also a top priority.

Things that seem unsolvable right now may just be because he is not strong enough.

Zhong Qing touched his chin.

"Looking for Taichu? Maybe that old fellow Chiji knows something?"