There are many myths and legends on the earth, both true and false.

Moreover, the origin of the earth itself is somewhat mysterious. As Wei Ziqing's own strength becomes higher and higher, the more he understands it in his heart.

A powerful world?

Or, what have you experienced here?

What kind of powerful existence has been born...

And even said that all the stories in those myths existed...

Wei Ziqing also kept speculating.

But what he never expected was that this world was so complex, and its origin was so terrifying...

The fragments of the prehistoric world, the edges of the world, the ancient battlefields of the past...

Too shocking!

What’s even more shocking is that in this world, no... there were other existences in the prehistoric world that once existed. What kind of existence would it be?

Wei Ziqing finally couldn't help it: "The world outside the prehistoric world, the mysterious enemy, what's going on? Tell me, I want to know..."

"Is the world outside the prehistoric world?"

The mysterious old Taoist looked at Wei Ziqing, sighed, looked at the sky, and walked straight into the depths of the universe: "It is a very mysterious world, so mysterious that even the Seven Saints cannot reach. And their power is even more mysterious, and it is not something our world can handle..."

Wei Ziqing did not speak, but looked at the old Taoist. He knew that what the old Taoist wanted to say next would definitely subvert his own cognition and a secret that he had been pursuing throughout his life!

"Hongmeng was born, Pangu emerged from the sky, broke through Hongmeng and turned into the prehistoric world, broken down and turned into three thousand worlds. This world is also called the Three Thousand Small Universes. These three Thousand Small Universes correspond to the rules of the Three Thousand Great Dao..."

Wei Ziqing was silent, he still knew this.

"But, do you know that in the prehistoric world, we are not the only world. Here we are called: the Ninth Hongmeng, also known as the Ninth Universe!"

"The Ninth Universe!"

Wei Ziqing's pupils tightened: "Is there any other universe outside our ninth universe?"

The sloppy old Taoist shook his head and nodded again: "Yes! And there is more than one. Our universe is called the ninth universe. It is not just a simple definition, but is ranked according to the power of our world. There are the eighth universe, the seventh universe... the first universe, and now, the universe we can know is only nine major universes!"

"So, our ninth universe, is only the last one among all the universes?"

Seeing the sloppy old Taoist nodding, Wei Ziqing felt that his head was too big.

"Then...what universe do you know about those mysterious enemies, and how much do you know about them?"

"I don't know much, but I only know one thing, that is, they are people from the Eighth Universe, an existence called the Gods..."

"God clan?"

Wei Ziqing shook his head: "No, even if we are at the top of the ninth universe, there are seven saints. With a god clan, it is difficult to invade my ninth universe, right?"

“It’s true…”

The old Taoist shook his head: "But I could still stop it in the past, but this time, I'm afraid it's difficult..."

"Why?"

"This involves an ancient catastrophe... and the reason for this involves the powerful power that seals the spiritual energy of the earth, and the seven saints. Do you know why that ancient power fell?"

"Why?"

Wei Ziqing really doesn't understand.

"Because, he fell under the siege of the seven great saints!"

The Seven Great Saints...

Wei Ziqing was stunned for a moment, listening to the sloppy old Taoist's slow silence, until the end, his fists became more and more tight. For some reason, an unspeakable anger kept burning in his heart, and he had the urge to vent.

That was after the prehistoric world and before the gods were enthroned.

Hongmeng was first opened and gave birth to Pangu, but it also gave birth to three thousand Hongmeng demon gods between heaven and earth.

On the day when Pangu opened the sky, three thousand demon gods went on one after another. They wanted to stop Pangu from opening the sky, but they were all cut down. However, the Great Dao was fifty and the Heavenly Reign 49 were destined to leave a glimmer of hope, and they were destined to leave a glimmer of life.

However, another accident occurred. There was not only one demon god left behind, but two!

One is the Taoist master: Hongjun!

The second is the Lord of Love: Emperor Qing!

Although the two were seriously traumatized when Pangu opened the sky, they soon entered the realm of saints, but at this moment, conflicts broke out among the two saints.

However, after many battles, Hongjun was defeated by the Qing Emperor, but later, Hongjun forced out seven saints, and with the help of the seven saints and his existence, he finally got rid of the Qing Emperor.

"Why did Hongjun get rid of Qing Emperor?"

Wei Ziqing didn't understand why Hongjun had to get rid of Qing Emperor?

"Why?"

The sloppy old Taoist smiled helplessly: "What else can it be? If Hongjun wants to join the Tao, he must get rid of the Qing Emperor, restore order between the heaven and earth, and re-incorporate the Qing Emperor's escaped Tao into the heavenly way. Only with Hongjun's cooperation, this heavenly way will be complete!"

To be in line with the Tao?

Wei Ziqing didn't say anything anymore.

If so, he can't say anything.

After all, this is a world where the strong prey on the weak. When Hongjun fights with Qingdi and dies, he can only blame Qingdi for being inferior to others!

"But you may not know that even when facing Hongjun and the seven saints, the Qing Emperor did not use all his strength at all. Instead, he kept his hands. Even if he died, he would not want to kill Hongjun and the seven saints. When he fell, he spent the last little effort to seal the ancient battlefield..."

"Why?"

Wei Ziqing really doesn't know this now.

The Qing Emperor could clearly win, so why did he just not want to kill them? As long as he killed them, wouldn’t he die?

Also, why did he seal the ancient battlefield in the end?

What the hell is he thinking?

"You are very confused, right? In fact, it's not just you who are confused, but even the seven saints who were the first to understand it!"

The sloppy old Taoist sighed: "It was not until Hongjun met the Tao that all this could have solved the puzzle..."

"What puzzle..."

"The so-called Hedao, the Qing Emperor, could have done it long ago, and even Hongjun was not his opponent back then. He gave up, even if he died, he would not want to do so, just because after Hedao, the ancient battlefield would be opened. Once it was opened, it would be welcomed to invade other universes. He knew clearly that even after Hedao, he would not be an opponent of other universes!
Chapter completed!