The blood-colored vertical eyes are one of the components of the war weapon made by Jiang He's mother imitated by the Dragon of Taichu, the Taichu, representing the element of the law among the sixth elements of Taichu.

At this moment, the blood-colored vertical eyes stretched to the limit, and spider-web-like patterns emerged in the void at the corners of the eyes, as if they were being slit.

A sticky scarlet light flowed out of my eyes, dyeing the sky like a blood-splashed curtain.

Suddenly, the eyes moved, and a confused mood appeared in the narrow pupils.

Until, it saw Jiang He's divine thought:

"My name is Taichu..."

A soft moan rang out with the eternal vicissitudes of life.

The light in the eyes became more and more intense, and the emotions inside became rich and full.

Under the bloody light, Jiang He's divine thoughts only felt a warm heat current wrapping him tightly.

It was like returning to the mother's womb that gave birth to life, countless distracting thoughts in my heart were thrown behind, leaving only a pure innocent heart.

Then, a dragon appeared in front of Jiang He.

Its body was covered with wounds left by various weapons. The magnificent dragon horns were broken at the same roots. The golden dragon scales were broken in pieces...

Outside the domain, the roars of gods and demons were still coming. The terrifying power ignored the space and directly hit its origin, making its aura even more depressed.

"The dragon clan was defeated, and Taichu is no longer able to fight again."

The sarcastic sound, with Juemo's death aspiration, rang out from its mouth.

The next moment, the dragon of Taichu raised its head high, and the scarred dragon body suddenly exploded.

The dragon's head, the left eye turns into a sun, and the right eye turns into a moon.

In the dragon's body, the power of Xuanhuang evolves into the five elements.

The power of the dragon's tail and remaining body turned into the stars in the sky, and the seven big stars were particularly eye-catching.

Seeing this, Jiang He was stunned.

"Moon Wheel Heaven, Chenxing Heaven, Taibai Day, Sun Wheel Heaven..."

Jiang He felt sore at the nose and his emotions could no longer be controlled.

In the past, he only knew that Taichu Dragon led the Dragon Clan to fight the gods and demons outside the domain, but he didn't know how tragic the cross-domain battle was.

I don’t know that after the death of the Taichu Dragon, he transformed into the nine heavens and protected the prehistoric realm to this day.

At this moment, Jiang He finally understood why after the Dragon Clan was defeated, the weak human race could withstand the attacks of the gods and demons outside the domain.

It is precisely through the Nine Heavens and the endless efforts of the Dragon of the First Death that the prehistoric realm can be continued.

"The gods and demons invade the world and plunder the luck of this domain. Taichu should fight to the death!"

Billions of years ago, Taichu rose up and fought against gods and demons and oaths sounded in Jiang He's ears.

"My friend Pan, kill three thousand gods and demons."

"My friend Jun, who seized the creation of the way of heaven, and spread the two methods of immortality and god, passed on to future generations."

"The immortal way of enthroning the gods, and killing outside the domain..."

With the remarks of the Dragon of the First, Jiang He seemed to see the struggle history of the creatures in the prehistoric world since ancient times.

The legendary existence who created the world killed three thousand gods and demons with his own hands and eventually died out of strength.

The legendary Taoist Lord forcibly seized the creation of heavenly ways, and used this to deduce the immortal way and the divine way, and impart it to the human race, but himself was assimilated by the heavenly ways.

In legend, those immortals fought to the death, became martyrs and became gods, established the heavenly court, and then used the power of the heavenly court to kill outside the territory...

Just when Jiang He was unable to control himself, the world in front of him suddenly turned dark.

A little light lit up in the darkness.

"Have you finally arrived this day?"

In the light, a tired voice sounded.

Immediately, the voice became excited, "Fortunately, there are people who come later."

"Human race, are you willing to inherit my will and protect the ancient world?"

When Jiang He heard the question, he was stunned at first, and then nodded heavily: "I'm willing."

"good!"

The sound in the light became relieved, and then Jiang He saw the light flying towards him.

A wisp of flame, like a bean, fell into the palm of Jianghe's palm and turned into a flame mark.

"In the future, you will be the fire-holder in this domain."

"The Nine Heavens fell, and the prehistoric realm will usher in the darkest time. And you will be the only hope."

"The fire holder lights in the darkness. If one day you cannot bear the heavy responsibility, remember to pass the flames to later generations."

"The torch is passed down from generation to generation, and it is immortal..."

The voice of the dragon of Taichu was gradually fading away. Jiang He's divine thoughts returned to the blood-eyed space.

On top of the head, the blood-colored vertical eyes disappeared, and replaced by a ray of flame.

After passing the mark of the fire holder to Jianghe, the Dragon of Taichu completed the last journey of protecting the prehistoric realm. And its existence in this world also disappeared.

That blood-colored vertical eye was the last seed left by the Dragon of Taichu.

The spark of hope is contained.

Only the great power of creation mastered by the Dragon of the First Time can possess the incredible ability of manufacturing skills.

"So, I am not the Dragon of the First, but the heir he chose."

After understanding this, Jiang He suddenly felt a little disappointed for some reason.

"Mother should know these situations."

Jiang He guessed in his heart that the Lord of the Jiuli Soldiers had said in person that Jiang He's mother regarded Jiang He as hope, and Jiang He only now knew the meaning.

Standing in the Blood Eye Space - No, now the Blood Eye is gone, and this place has become Jiang He's realm.

"Just call you, the land of hope."

In the Land of Hope, in addition to Jiang He's divine thoughts and the flame, there are also wisps of silver arcs and a ball of mysterious yellow clouds.

The silver arc is naturally the power of the way of heaven. The mysterious yellow cloud is the last gift from the Dragon of Taichu.

A cloud of mysterious yellow mother's energy.

From that mother's energy, Jiang He sensed a vast and heavy force.

Intuition told him that even if the mother's energy was separated, it could easily crush the existence of the Heavenly Venerable level.

It's so scary!

This level of power, let alone mobilize, even if the divine mind is approaching, Jiang He will feel like he is about to collapse.

As for the power of the way of heaven, Jiang He can try to tease him, but he won't end up with any good consequences.

After staying in the Land of Hope for a while, Jiang He's divine thought left the space.

Just returned to his body, a pungent smell of blood was penetrated into his nose with a tragic smell.

His expression suddenly turned cold. Jiang He looked up and saw that the Taichu Corps had long disappeared in the huge cultivation area.

With a thought, Jiang He moved his figure to the nearest breath.

It was a black demon spirit, with blood dripping from its slender mouthparts. At its feet, an abyss demon opened his unwilling eyes, but the breath of life had disappeared from it.

"Qun Demon Clan?"

Jiang He's face changed slightly, and the power of the law spread silently. Before the demon could detect it, the vitality in his body had been shattered.
Chapter completed!