Buzz ~

The light that looked like a void and illusion shone brightly in Yang Yu's heart, and even more revealing the body like a substance, descending between the real world.

Buzz ~!

At this moment, not only a few people, but almost all the practitioners inside and outside Wanshou Mountain saw the shadow of the giant tripod that looked like a substance.

"What is this tripod?"

"Borrow the momentum? What kind of momentum... This tripod seems to be an innate treasure of tribulation?!"

"That leader Yang of Jie Sect actually has a mouthful of innate tribulation treasure?!"

...

What a big cauldron?

It stands on the top of Wanshou Mountain, but it seems to reach the world and even the ultimate of the endless sea of ​​voids.

It is as magnificent as the sun, but its vastness is far beyond the sun star that crosses the sky and sea realm!

The light and shadow are like the sea, reflecting all things, and the sea of ​​laws descends between heaven and earth.

Cover everything and reflect everything.

"This light..."

Under the Xuanhuang Tree, the Qing Emperor suddenly stood up. At this moment, the head of the Nine Tribulation Five Emperors seemed to be greatly frightened.

He looked around the fields and saw that the Void Sea was lit everywhere, and the powerful men who had never appeared in front of anyone were also shining with the light at this moment.

"There is still such a thing?"

In a corner of Xuhai, Ziwei Emperor, who was sitting cross-legged on the superstar, slowly raised his head, and a strong strangeness surged in his eyes.

This scene was beyond his expectations. I am afraid that no one could have predicted it...

"This tripod?!"

When I watched from a distance, I saw this scene and felt that my heart was almost about to come out, and my eyes were full of incredible.

He had seen this cauldron in the various places where he was wandering, but how could this cauldron be related to this Yang Yu?

This is...

"Diyin's tripod!"

Buzz!

The moment when the shadows of the tripods in the sea of ​​heart intertwined and changed, Yang Yu had lost the capture of the outside world for a short time.

Or, he cut off his perception of the outside world.

His mind and will are all gathered in the sea of ​​his heart, gathered on the huge tripod that has become virtual and solid.

At this moment, endless complex and mysterious Taoist patterns surged on the almost complete gluttony tripod.

The patterns intertwined and changed, and changed in an instant, as if all the Taoist rhymes and laws in the world were all included.

The complete completion of the Gluttony Cauldron lasted for a long time, but until before, there was no sign of completion of this giant cauldron.

Until he came to Wanshou Mountain.

Inside and outside Wanshou Mountain, all the Taoist people are far inferior to their current state, but the special feet of these people are beyond the ordinary.

Those who are born in the Great Dao are naturally contaminated with the breath of the Great Dao.

This is similar to the Tao of sacrifice, but it is not the Tao of sacrifice. To be precise, it is indeed a use of power.

Use the Taoist rhyme and disaster of all the Taoist transformations to fill the last void of the gluttony cauldron!

This is the most important reason why he personally arrived in Wanshou Mountain, no doubt about it.

【Glutty Cauldron, complete completion】

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time, and Yang Yu finally heard the trembling sound from the gluttony tripod.

The vast torrent of Taoist patterns as vast as the river of heaven turned into substantial words:

【Glutty Cauldron (Innate Calamity)】

【Quality: Intact】

【Teatures:…】

【Inverted result is the cause!】

...

Buzz ~!

The moment when the four big words of the truth of the cause were reflected into the heart, Yang Yu couldn't help but fall into an endless trance.

At this moment, he felt that his mind seemed to peel off from his body, following the guidance in the dark,

After passing through the endless corridor of time, we arrived in a strange place.

'This is……'

In a trance, Yang Yu looked around, but his eyes were all empty and empty.

This is complete nothingness, even more purely empty than the embolization of Emperor's destruction.

During this time, Yang Yu could not even feel the trace of time and space, and all kinds of things had not been born.

There is no heaven and earth, the void is not divided, the clear and turbid are not judged, the mysterious and lonely are no light and image, the sound is silent, the sect and the ancestor are unknown...

This is……

"Suigu's beginning!"

When this thought arose, endless changes suddenly burst out around him, as if nothingness was broken by reality in an instant.

All the newborns swept by his perception at a speed beyond imagination.

He tried to sense what was happening in it, but he felt like there was a thin film outside, unable to see clearly or touch it.

Until a long time later...

"This is, the beginning of the birth of the Gluttony Cauldron..."

At a certain moment, Yang Yu had a clear understanding and also knew why he could not capture the surging light and shadow.

Because of those years, the Gluttony Cauldron has never really experienced it...

"The tripod of gluttony was born at the beginning of Suigu!"

Yang Yu silently digested the torrent of information from the Gluttony Cauldron, and at the same time, he watched coldly, and the breath of time sweeping across extremely fast.

The extremely long years rushed away under his gaze.

At the beginning of Suigua, there was an ancient wilderness, with no creatures or holy spirits, only the ancient demons born in disaster were wandering, disorderly and chaotic...

Until, Taosheng!

The first calamity was wilderness and chaos, and the first enlightened person since the calamity was born!

"Who preached at the beginning of Suigua?"

Even though he was in a trance, Yang Yu still saw the brilliant Taoist light blooming in the wilderness of the first robbery.

A clear air surges up, dividing yin and yang...

"open up!"

“Evolution!”

"End!"

The ancient times passed by in front of you at a rapid speed, and Yang Yu had no way to interfere or see clearly.

But that desolate and ancient aura was deeply imprinted in his heart.

The first catastrophe, the second catastrophe, the third catastrophe...

Time flew at an extremely fast speed, and Yang Yu was like a bystander, leaning on the gluttony cauldron, watching the changes of the disasters in cold eyes.

The disaster begins and the disaster ends.

The fortune begins and the fortune disappears.

Tao gives birth to all kinds of things and destroys all kinds of things.

One way of life, all the way of life...

...

The desolate and ancient aura filled my heart. Yang Yu looked at all this silently, watching the desolation turn into prosperity, and then watching the prosperity return to silence.

The catastrophe starts and the catastrophes are destroyed, and the Tao is born and the Tao is destroyed, and it continues over and over again, as if it never stops.

Countless heroes and geniuses struggled in it, but few left any traces.

But in this process, the great way of the ancient times has become more and more perfect and more complex from the initial simplicity.
To be continued...