In the tenth heaven, above the sea of ​​clouds, Lord Yan was sitting in meditation, feeling uneasy.

He had long been looking forward to meeting Daozu, but when the day came, he was very nervous.

After seeing the magnificence of the Conferred Gods List, his cognitive outlook was shattered.

This is definitely not martial arts!

Coupled with his experience over the years, his awe of Daozu began to turn into worship.

However, he was not ranked as a righteous god, not even a heavenly soldier. Just when he was in despair, the heavenly king sent a message to him, asking him to go to the heaven together. Daozu wanted to see him.

It had been several days since Chen Li had brought him to the Tenth Heaven, and he only told him to wait. As a new arrival, he could only wait uneasily, but the longer he waited, the more random thoughts he had.

He was even worried that Daozu would not tolerate him. After all, he had destroyed so many martial arts circles and had committed many sins.

If immortals and gods really exist and are not just powerful warriors, then the merits and karma promoted in the world must also exist.

He had no idea of ​​​​escape, but was thinking of how to make amends.

As he was thinking about it, a bell suddenly rang in his mind, shocking his soul. He fell into a trance and closed his eyes.

Most of the day later, Lord Yan woke up. He slowly opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Is this the Immortal God Tradition..."

Yanzhu, like Taishi Changce, Heihu, Chang Yaoling, and Ye Zhan, were impressed by everything in the world.

This is definitely not martial arts!

Martial arts cannot connect the dreams of so many creatures together!

Yanzhu suddenly felt something, looked up, his face changed drastically, he quickly stood up and knelt before the sea of ​​clouds.

"Tao...Tao Ancestor..."

Lord Yan said with a trembling voice, his forehead pressed against the clouds, not daring to look at Jiang Changsheng.

The Taoist ancestor sitting on the Qianyuan God's throne on the avenue was mysterious and domineering. Yanzhu only glanced at it briefly and it was deeply engraved in his mind. He could not forget it. Although he could not see the true face of the Taoist, the figure and the throne shocked him.

After traveling in the Xuanhuang world for so long, he has never seen such a figure, and he cannot describe it in words.

"Yanxu, a disciple of the Yan clan, you have sinned so deeply that your achievements cannot offset your karma and you cannot become an immortal god."

Jiang Changsheng's voice fell slowly, his words were indifferent, and Lord Yan's heart sank to the bottom.

"However, I can give you another chance, and also give the Yan tribe a chance."

Sorry, it’s late again. My schedule has been a bit messy for the past few days. I’ll wipe it out.
Chapter completed!