A super first-grade Dzi bead in five years.

This was the last straw that broke Wuzhi Qi's dignity.

He was once a proud great sage of the demon clan and a prehistoric divine beast.

The Five Elements Divine Furnace has not bent his back for countless years.

In the God Realm, in the Desolate Heaven Realm, in the place where all realms compete, although Wuzhi Qi has had a difficult life, he has always faced it with a smile.

He firmly believes that he can become the overlord of mythical beasts.

But when he saw the God-Slaughter War Puppet and Han Muye, his confidence began to collapse.

Unknowingly, the God-Slaying War Puppet has cultivated to such a powerful level that he is not far from the overlord level.

And Han Muye, who was not in his eyes back then, has reached the level of overlord and dominates the world with one person's power.

The last time they met, the God-Slaying War Puppet woke him up with a voice.

In the following years, his cultivation and combat power have improved by leaps and bounds.

In the Immortal Realm, he is confident and can run rampant.

But he knew that with his strength and the resources at his disposal, it was impossible to become the overlord.

He just happened to be used to being undisciplined.

He would rather be with a group of monsters and be a great sage than complete various tasks seriously and earn resources.

But this time, he chose to bow his head.

A first-grade Dzi bead in five years is his only chance to enter the realm of overlord.

"Brother, you, didn't you mean..." The one-horned man following Wuzhiqi looked complicated and spoke in a low voice.

As a great demon who follows Wuzhi Qi, he knows Wuzhi Qi very well.

How could Wuzhiqi, who had always longed for freedom, be willing to make any sacrifices?

Things like this are like putting a layer of shackles on his head.

"Do you still remember what Han Muye said when we were at the Cangtian Altar?" Wuzhiqi turned around, looked at all the monsters, and asked.

What did Han Muye say?

All the monsters looked at each other.

"The next time the Heavenly Gate is opened and the altar is reunited, it will be a thousand years later, no, it will be nine hundred years later."

Wuzhiqi's face was solemn, and his eyes were looking at the repelled Sky Monsters in the distance, as well as the panicked Canaan tribe.

Nine hundred years later, Tianmen reopened.

That's a good opportunity.

The monsters looked at each other, with excitement on their faces.

Wuzhiqi shook his head and said nothing.

These monsters won't understand what he means.

Nine hundred years later, whether it is Han Muye, Tushen Zhanpuppet, or other Jiuxuan City practitioners, as well as millions of powerful people from all walks of life, they will all step into the plane of heaven.

At that time, if Wu Zhiqi's cultivation had not yet reached the overlord level and his roots were not yet stable, should he leave or not?

Go, the origin is not stable enough, and it will not be easy on the road to heaven, or even on the plane of heaven.

Stay, stay for what?

If there are no tigers in the mountains, will the monkey be called the king?

Without the lower planes of those strong men, what's the point of his Wuzhiqi?

These monsters behind him would not understand his thoughts.

He has no means to give up his dignity and pride.

As long as he reaches the overlord level within nine hundred years, all the sacrifices will be worth it.

The once proud Wuzhiqi who refused to bow his head is dead.

Now he is really willing to fight with all his strength.

In the distance, in front of a curtain of light, the God-Slaying War Puppet looked calm.

At this time, the body of the God-Slaying War Puppet is no different from that of Wuzhi Qi, and even the face is eighty-nine percent similar.

"How about it? Seeing that he is willing to change, are you relieved?" Han Muye, who was standing next to the God-Slaying War Puppet, said softly.

The God-Slaying War Puppet nodded.

A wry smile appeared on his face: "They say I am his involvement, but in fact he is also my involvement."

"He can't take the last step and choose to step into the overlord level with all his strength, and I can't become an overlord-level existence."

Taking a deep breath, the God-Slaying War Puppet's eyes revealed endless divine light.

"This time, I can attack the overlord with all my strength."

Attack the Overlord.

Who could have imagined that the God of Slaughter, who was just a remnant soul of a war puppet, would actually attack the overlord?

Han Muye nodded and looked into the distance.

"This time, the affairs of the Canaan universe will be left to you."

"I should also return to the ancient universe and settle all the unfinished things."

The ancient universe was the starting point of Han Muye’s cultivation.

In the prehistoric universe, there is the origin of calamity.

All of this is related to Han Muye, and he needs to resolve all these involvements.

"If my guess is correct, the calamity in this plane is caused by the extraction of the source from the plane of heaven, or the departure of too many strong men who gathered the source in this plane."

The source is missing, resulting in calamity.

So in order to calm down the calamity, we need to replenish the origin.

In the past, calamities swept through the heaven and earth, causing the entire universe and even many universes to collapse, and then transformed the origin into chaos in the form of the Ruin Realm, re-evolving the world.

This must be a catastrophic disaster for the living creatures among them.

"Do you want to replenish the origin and eliminate the calamity?" Hearing Han Muye's words, the God-Slaughtering War Puppet showed surprise on his face.

"Do you want to enter the plane of heaven and seize the origin?"

This is no joke.

The last ones to enter the Cangtian Plane and cut off a piece of heaven and earth were the Sword God Lu Yue and the Master of Jiu Xuan Peak. Now both of them have divided their souls into sleep to escape the pursuit of the Cangtian Plane.

Could it be that Han Muye also wanted this ending?

"Actually, as long as those detached people hiding in the Zhoutian battlefield return, they can replenish a large amount of origin."

Han Muye showed a smile on his face and whispered: "In this way, I can also know what sources have been extracted from the Cangtian plane."

At the Cangtian Altar, Han Muye had already sensed the lack of origin in this plane.

But Han Muye didn't know exactly which sources were extracted and which ones were detached and hidden by powerful men.

This time he returned to the prehistoric universe and planned to force out the strong men hiding in the Zhoutian battlefield.

After hearing what Han Muye said, the expression on the God-Slaying War Puppet's face became even more solemn.

To force out those top powers, there are too many causes and effects involved.

Among those strong men, few were at the overlord level. On the Zhoutian battlefield, Han Muye was already invincible.

But Zhou Tian battlefield has accumulated too many strong men for countless years.

If so many powerful people are to be forced out, the result is really unpredictable.

There are just too many involved.

"I didn't say I wanted to be enemies with those guys on the battlefield in Zhoutian."

Han Muye laughed, waved his hands, and his body moved and turned into nothingness.

Not an enemy?

The God-Slaughter Zhanpuppet was stunned for a moment, with a trace of confusion on his face.

Are those powerful men hiding in Zhou Tian’s battlefield really willing to return to the wild world?

…

When Han Muye left, Huang Zhihu also wanted to go back, but Han Muye refused.

Not to mention that the war here needs Huang Zhihu to preside over, even the richness of the origin of the Canaan universe is worth staying here.

In the end, Han Muye and Huang Laoliu quietly left the Canaan universe.
To be continued...