Chapter 4667? 00,000 Years Later

As if it was about to disintegrate, the divine power filled in the body slowly scattered into the air.

"This, what's going on..."

He was a little flustered, but found that he couldn't even do the simplest turn over.

Jackdaw, who had also woken up on the side, saw this scene, and her eyes flashed with sadness. She was extremely sensitive to death, how could she not understand what was happening right now.

Jian Wushuang and Lao Zun descended to the ground and slowly came to him.

Leaning beside the coffin, half of the young cultivator's figure has turned into a little white light and disappeared.

"Am I already dead?" He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the god-like man in front of him.

Jian Wushuang's eyes dimmed, and he nodded slowly.

As early as before, when they first contacted, Jian Wushuang had already noticed that the young monk had lost the breath of life.

Perhaps it was because of the Qi Ting mud tire that he retained his mind and existed as a dead body to this day.

Now that the Qi Ting mud tire has been sealed by Jian Wushuang, the source of power that naturally maintained his body has disappeared.

After recovering from the initial panic, the young cultivator said easily, "It turns out that I was already like them, and I thought I was the only survivor, but it's okay, it's been boring for hundreds of thousands of years, it's time to sleep well. I'm awake."

After saying this sentence, the young monk's body finally turned into a white glow.

Jian Wushuang stretched out his hand and picked up the white light, forming an extremely bright star, which was then dotted on the sky.

"Let's go, leave everything here to future generations." Jian Wushuang smiled, and the three figures finally disappeared.

The mission that was originally expected to take a million years was completed 800,000 years ahead of schedule, and Jian Wushuang and others returned to the Yunxiao Palace.

In this way, at the end of the 300,000th year, Jian Wushuang and Lao Zun finally returned to the Yunxiao Palace.

And the Jackdaw girl, who was taciturn and regarded Jian Wushuang as everything, had already died one day in more than 200,000 years.

For high-level monks, 200,000 years is just a time of retreat, but the limitless universe and all things, the mortal world with little divine power, the merchants and pawns who cannot cultivate, and the spirits who have a little understanding are the foundation.

200,000 years was already the most exciting and long life for that Jackdaw girl.

Looking at the giant hall that was as peaceful as hundreds of thousands of years, Jian Wushuang smiled slightly and entered the Yunxiao Palace.

The two descendants of the dragon clan who were guarding outside the Yunxiao Palace shrugged their noses and continued to sleep soundly.

The return of Jian Wushuang did not cause much shock, because there were not many people in the entire Yunxiao Palace.

Lan Lan, Bawang and others have been stationed in the ancient road of the starry sky, and they rarely return to the Yunxiao Palace. The Supreme Blood Wave led more than 100,000 Supremes to guard the battlefield outside the realm, and the King of Nine Tribulations who successfully broke through the Invincible Supreme and entered the semi-ancestral realm, then Stationed on the way to Tianmen.

As for the dragon and phoenix clans, they have returned to their respective star regions, leaving only more than a hundred descendants of the clan to guard the Yunxiao Palace.

Years go by, and the new moon replaces the spring.

In a flash, half a million years have passed.

Above the top of the clouds, Jian Wushuang happily held a jade fishing rod and fished in the sea of ​​clouds.

Beside him, accompanied by Lao Zun, Xiao Zhi, and of course Feng Qi.

The little fish transformed by divine power was tumbling in the sea of ​​​​clouds. Every time he caught the hook, Jian Wushuang raised the fishing rod so that the fish would not touch it.

"I said Jian Wushuang, you guys are all boring. You have been fishing for more than 100,000 years, and you haven't caught a single fish." Feng Qi on the side was full of black lines, and said angrily.

"Fishing is a matter of great patience and physical strength,

I want to catch a fish after only 100,000 years, let’s talk about it for another 100,000 years. "Jian Wushuang said seriously.

Shaking his head slightly, Feng Qi no longer complained, and started to fish in a good manner.

Fishing in the sea of ​​clouds for 500,000 years is also the most wanton year for everyone.

No one will know what will happen next, not even Jian Wushuang, who is standing at the very top of the universe.

In the following time, Xuebo Zhizun and others stationed on the battlefield outside the territory began to return to the Yunxiao Palace one after another.

What awaits them is the first time the Divine Power Universe reopens the gate of heaven after the catastrophe.

Every 100,000 years, batches of immortal geniuses will emerge from the original ancient road of the starry sky, but only by going through the road to the gate of heaven can it be possible to finally reach the Yunxiao Palace and become a disciple of the Eternal God.

The way of Tianmen is another way of trial opened by Jian Wushuang after becoming an ancestor. If you want to enter it, you must first pass the assessment of the ancient road of the stars.

Everyone is vaguely looking forward to it. To be recognized by nearly twenty invincible supreme beings, as well as a half-ancestor-level super powerhouse, what kind of amazing genius would they be?

However, special existences like Jian Wushuang that have surpassed genius are no longer within the scope of consideration.

One million years ago, on that day the morning bell rang, and the sound of immortal sounds resounded through the nine heavens and ten places.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and the giants from all sides gathered in the Yunxiao Palace.

Jian Wushuang sat in front of Yunxiao Palace, he was obviously looking forward to something, looking into the distance with a smile on his face.

In the vast clouds and mist, the King of Nine Tribulations, dressed in a white robe that beats the snow, walked slowly in front of the Yunxiao Palace, and behind him were more than twenty invincible supreme beings.

"Returning to the God of the Universe, the Nine Tribulations and the others are fortunate enough not to be humiliated." The Nine Tribulation Kings bowed their hands.

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and waved Huamang, "Excuse me, everyone."

Shrouded by that supreme brilliance, the Nine Tribulations King and the others only felt that the fatigue in their divine body was completely dissipated, and their divine power was full.

Then, at the end of the square, Liu Dao's slightly immature figure appeared in everyone's eyes.

Facing the Supreme True Dragon on the pillars on both sides, these six figures showed no signs of timidity and walked steadily forward.

At the forefront of these six figures is a handsome young man in a green shirt with picturesque features.

There wasn't any flinch in his eyes, there was just placid calm.

At the same time, he also did not understand in his heart. When he came to this most mysterious and belonged to the Yunxiao Palace, which belonged to the absolute top of the universe, why was there no strangeness and fear at all, but an inexplicable sense of familiarity?

Throwing off the unrealistic thoughts of the alarm clock, the young man in the blue shirt gradually accelerated his pace.

Recalling what they had experienced on the vast and terrifying journey to Tianmen, the other five shivered without a trace and stepped forward. .

Few of the Supreme Beings present in the Yunxiao Palace knew how the few people who passed the Tianmen Road assessment experienced it.

But they knew that through the appreciation of the Supremes who participated in the battle of catastrophe, it was enough to stand proudly among the 99 percent of the geniuses in the divine power universe.