The disordered time and space, the upside-down years seem to be smoothed out at this moment.

Zheng~!

The loud and sharp sound of swords that were extremely sharp resounded throughout time and space, and spread to the present world.

"well……"

Under the towering Xuanhuang World Tree, the Qing Emperor patted the trunk lightly, looked at the endless distant years, and sighed.

Somewhere in Daluotian, Yi Deyuanjun's brows were soothing, as if he was smiling.

Somewhere in the mountains and seas, Yang Jian's heart trembled, but he was forced to suppress himself.

...

The loud noise that transcends the limit of ordinary people's perception is constantly echoing, spreading layer by layer, spreading endlessly.

At this moment, countless immortals and Buddhas were alarmed, either shocked, or frightened, or bitter...

laugh!

The broken sword light fell into a bizarre land.

That's...

Yang Yu looked out of the boundless view.
Chapter completed!