Chapter 256: Unknown Crisis in the Deeper Chaos

Ye Yang's eyes condensed, and he had already sentenced Xuandu to death in his heart.

He took on the fate of the human race but integrated into the Heavenly Saint. This was to help the tiger to seek the fate of the human race, which was really treason.

Time passed slowly, and disputes arose again in the prehistoric land. Countless tribes continued to fight and devour each other.

Although the demon race withdrew from the prehistoric stage, the witch and demon calamity continued.

The heavenly way is reincarnated, the earthly way is reincarnated, and the way is reincarnated. It seems that the demon race has withdrawn from the prehistoric stage, but Nuwa is still in the calamity.

The three tribes of the prehistoric world entered the demon race. The three tribes that should have retreated once again boarded the prehistoric stage. Although they have not joined the dispute yet, they will definitely not be able to escape in the future. There will definitely be a battle.

Only seeing the power of the calamity above the prehistoric sky is getting stronger and stronger. The saints of the heavens dare not touch it, and even Nuwa dare not touch it.

Although the witch power of Nuwa's own soul was burned by the Phoenix, the three tribes of the prehistoric world entered the demon tribe. Nuwa had a vague feeling in her heart that she still had a catastrophe.

But she also knew in her heart that this catastrophe could not be avoided no matter what, and she sensed a lot of danger in the dark.

The prehistoric great power was trembling and dared not cause trouble everywhere, and could only watch the fight between the human race and the witch tribe.

However, it was impossible to affect Cangjie's creation of characters. With the blessing of the human ancestor, who dared to act rashly?

A hundred years passed in a flash, and the human tribes changed alternately, but the battle with the witch tribe was still not over.

But for some reason, the reincarnation of Tongtian Patriarch's clone was still alive.

Or, Xuanyuan was dead, and he was replaced by another young man, who was also the reincarnation of Tongtian Patriarch's clone, and was also Xuanyuan.

And he still ignored the development of the tribe.

In a hundred years, Cangjie created a lot of characters, and the luck of the human race began to boil. The Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Earth, and Ye Yang were squatting in the sky all the time.

There were also a few times when many people wanted to help Cang Jie, but they were secretly dealt with by Ye Yang. It's not that he couldn't help, but the identities of these people were unknown.

What if they came to take advantage of his luck?

At this moment, Cang Jie looked vicissitudes of life, skinny as a stick, and dying.

His temples were pale, white, wrinkled, and even his teeth were almost gone.

His hunched figure was wearing tattered animal skins, relying on the support of the branch in his hand, limping slowly forward.

How can a mortal body withstand the baptism of time? It's only a hundred years, but it's the life of a mortal. If it weren't for the blessing of luck, Cang Jie would have been buried long ago.

It's really distressing to watch, but if you want to achieve enlightenment, you must go through this step.

"I can't fall down, I have to persist."

The belief in his heart constantly encouraged him and let Cang Jie keep moving forward.

When thirsty, drink some dew; when hungry, eat some wild fruits on the roadside; when sleepy, use the sky as a blanket and the ground as a bed.

Every time Cangjie arrived at a tribe, he would spend several years to pass down the characters he created. Every time he preached to a tribe, the luck of the human race would be stronger.

For a while, the name of Cangjie began to spread among the human race.

Between a dead tree, Cangjie was dreaming, and his whole body was shining with brilliance. This was the luck of the human race and also the righteousness. The branch that created the characters was tightly held in front of his chest, fearing that it would fall off.

Countless wild beasts avoided it after encountering it. Although they wanted to eat meat, they retreated in fear after feeling the breath coming from the branch.

Day after day, year after year, they persisted like this. Ye Yang and others also watched in the void like this, and they were very excited.

But Hongjun of Zixiao Palace was a little confused.

Over the years, I have tried every means to get close to Cangjie to get some of the human race's luck, or to get some luck, but Ye Yang blocked them all.

"It's strange. There is a sense of induction in the dark. Part of the human race's luck is predestined with me, but why can't I get it? Is the time not right?"

Hongjun couldn't figure it out. The Heaven would not lie to him, otherwise why didn't he let himself kill the future emperor?

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time."

Hongjun also understood. How vast is the charm of the ancestor of human beings and the ancestor of literature? He is the ancestor of human civilization. He carries the breath of Confucianism and Taoism, and the righteousness, which is the key to the continuation of human civilization.

Deeper in the vast chaos, the chaos tide as high as 10 billion feet raged in the deeper chaos, but it quietly stopped after a certain range.

On the side of the huge corpse of the chaos beast, two figures were constantly feeling.

The ancestor witch Hou Tu was still absorbing blood from the corpse of the giant beast. At this moment, the blood of the demon god level in her body had been activated by nearly 50%.

However, the pool of blood in front of her seemed to have not dissipated. The corpse of the small chaos beast in the distance was still bleeding, gathering in this pool of blood.

The evil spirit around her was soaring, but it did not infect Hou Tu's mind.

In the past thousand years, she occasionally woke up, and every time she woke up, she would come to the outside of the corpse of the giant beast to check it out.

This time Hou Tu came out again, looked in a certain direction, and quickly flashed over. After a long time, she rushed out of the pressure range of this huge chaos beast.

In an instant, the terrifying chaos tide attacked like a collapse of Mount Tai. The farther the distance, the more terrifying the terrifying chaos tide.

The deeper you go, the deeper the suppression of your consciousness.

If it were above the prehistoric world, Hou Tu's thoughts would instantly cover the entire prehistoric world, even the thirty-three days, but here, at most, it could only burst out a spiritual consciousness range of hundreds of millions of kilometers.

These chaotic tides hit Hou Tu, directly breaking through the defense of the ancestor witch's body, and it hurt a lot.

But he was still able to stand.

After searching for a circle, he returned to the starting point again.

"It's strange, is it an illusion? I clearly felt that I heard it, but when I came to look for it, there was nothing."

During this period, when Hou Tu was practicing, he faintly heard the roar of beasts, or felt another terrifying pressure.

At first, I thought it was an illusion, but the more I went back, I found that this feeling became more and more real. Hou Tu also searched several times but to no avail.

He was also swept deeper into these chaotic waves, and his soul was almost scattered. If he hadn't run fast, he would probably not be able to come back.

After searching for another circle, Hou Tu really couldn't find it.

"Forget it, maybe this is really my illusion."

I immediately turned around and went back to continue practicing.

At this moment, outside the giant beast's corpse, Tongtian Patriarch was already sitting not far from the giant beast's corpse.

After more than a thousand years of tempering, Tongtian Patriarch's will became stronger and stronger, and his own magic power became more and more condensed.

After listening to Ye Yang's advice more than a thousand years ago, he condensed his sword heart. Now, after a thousand years of pressure, his sword heart is stable.

Suddenly, Tongtian Patriarch, who was originally sitting, suddenly burst out with terrifying sword energy, densely packed.

Even Hou Tu, who was practicing, was startled.

"Huh? Such a terrifying sword intent, did the Patriarch have a breakthrough?"

He came outside in a flash, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.