The Jade Emperor felt a chill in his heart.

It's so dangerous, he might also die...

After the Supreme Lord reminded the Emperor of Heaven, he carried the auspicious clouds and floated away.

"Haotian, the Demon Ancestor is scheming and unscrupulous. His arrangements may be more than imagined. These two places may not be all. The West will seek scriptures, Buddhism will flourish, and the three realms will reach their peak. The fire will cook the oil, but it will also flourish and decline.

Start, and we don’t even rule out starting in advance... Blessings and misfortunes depend on them, and misfortunes depend on blessings. The great catastrophes of heaven and earth are also opportunities. It is difficult for me to take action, so you can take care of yourself."

The Great Heavenly Lord stood silently on the ice field, surrounded by wind and snow, feeling awe-inspiring in his heart.

After a long time, he took a step forward, sat on the Kowloon Supreme Chariot, crossed the Sea of ​​Chaos, and returned to heaven.

"Saint, Daoguo!"

Although Laojun didn't say it explicitly, he could vaguely feel that in the age of mythology, there was at most one holy position, and whoever could prove it first would win everything!

On the contrary, everything will be lost, and even the body and soul will disappear.

"Sakyamuni, Gouchen, Demon Buddha, Bei Mingxue, Ancestor Styx..."

The Jade Emperor's face was a little gloomy. He gritted his teeth and read out the names of these competitors and clenched his fists. The sense of urgency and crisis in his heart made him anxious and a little excited.

There is no doubt that this is an era of great strife, with strong men emerging in large numbers, and an era of unprecedented brilliance.

Fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, fighting with people, the fun is endless.
Chapter completed!