I’ll Quit Being a God

The torrential rain and strong winds that were like a storm were an irresistible disaster in the past. But now, it is the rain that heals the scars of the world.

The giant dragon roared and flew across every inch of the sky in the Tianhuang Realm, moving clouds and spreading rain. As the heavy rain continued to fall, the bright divine light on the dragon's body began to dim and weaken.

Finally, in the 3560th year after the birth of the dragon, the heavy rain in the wild world that lasted for 3560 years finally came to an end.

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The dim dragon flew back over the East China Sea tiredly and weakly, and fell into the dark abyss at the end of the East China Sea amidst the desolate roar of the dragon.

At this time, the world of Tianhuang is already full of vitality. The four seas that once dried up into scorched earth are once again sparkling and everything is revived. The torrential rains and strong winds that have lasted for many years have washed away all the last vestiges of the old era. Except for some extremely secret cave ruins that barely remain, no brick or tile of the old era can be seen on the land of Tianhuang Realm anymore. .

Then, a vibrant green light suddenly flew out from the depths of the Guixu Abyss, and spread to the entire Tianhuang Realm in an instant.

Wherever the green light went, many creatures of different shapes suddenly appeared on the originally wild and primitive land.

Huge North Sea giants, savages who drank blood and ran naked, strange beasts whose roars spread across the mountains and rivers, and wolves running on the grasslands... On this land that had just suffered a catastrophe, unexpectedly, in just a short period of time, In the past thousands of years, it has once again regained its former vitality. All living things that were once engraved on the Jiuding are now appearing in the world again.

Only this time, the cultivator who had not survived the catastrophe of the world appeared and taught these confused primitive creatures how to practice.

Even in front of Jiuli Holy Mountain, which was the only one that had not been destroyed, there was no sound at this time. In the sacred mountain with lush forests, savages ran wildly and wild beasts roared. It was a primitive scene, but not a single person from the Jiuli tribe could be seen.

The nine tribes of the Li tribe, who would come out immediately after every catastrophe in the world, now seemed to be completely buried in the old era, with no trace of them in sight.

Even the sea of ​​flowers on the other side of the misty waves of the South China Sea can't be seen now. The ancient battlefield that once helped Luo Yujun establish the Immortal Kingdom is now completely gone.

On the vast plains that once belonged to the core area of ​​the Undead Kingdom, everything is normal now, and there is nothing special about it.

Those terrifying soldiers wandering in the ancient battlefield, as well as the forest of demon-suppressing stone tablets that once shocked Lu Heng... all these things seem to have disappeared in this world and no longer exist.

Chapter 531 The Gods Disappear

In a strange world, four terrifying ancient beasts stood in front of the huge Mount Buzhou, in shock and confusion.

Ahead, at the foot of the Buzhou Mountain with awe-inspiring sword intent and filled with evil aura, the aura that was originally becoming more and more terrifying gradually calmed down with the recovery of the Tianhuang Realm and the advent of a new era.

By this time, it had even completely disappeared, and seemed to have completely fallen asleep. It no longer resembled the terrifying state of being able to wake up at any time not long ago.

When the four ferocious beasts noticed this situation, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Very good……"

"It's so fucking scary..."

The four ancient evils, who are famous for their evils outside, also have something to fear.

Fortunately, this terrifying existence that frightened the four evil spirits is now sleeping peacefully again and has not really woken up.

But Lu Heng, who was far away in the eternal pure land, opened his eyes slightly at this time and woke up from seclusion.

His brows frowned slightly.

The expression on his face also showed some confusion.

During the four thousand years in the eternal pure land, he has refined nine peach blossom fruits.

Now Lu Heng's strength has surpassed his original self, and he has a new understanding of the way of cultivation.

In terms of strength, the Thirteenth Ancestor, who was so frightened that he did not dare to act rashly, is now only on par with him.

However, he still has sixteen peach blossom fruits...

Originally, he thought that the thirteen ancestors of the seven realms were already close to immortality and otherworldly realms, far beyond what ordinary innate practitioners could fathom.

However, now he has only refined ten peaches in total. He is still far away from regaining his full strength, but he is already almost the same as the thirteen ancestors... Is this otherworldly and eternal realm so powerful? Even the thirteen oldest ancestors of the Seven Realms can't come close to that state?

Lu Heng felt that it was unusual.

There must be some reason hidden in this.

His intuition told him that the Thirteenth Ancestor, who stood silently in the depths of the sea of ​​​​stars to worship the Emperor Tian Bell, was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Therefore, Lu Heng, who had planned to end the refining, went into seclusion again and continued refining the peach fruit to raise his cultivation to a higher level.

With his current level of cultivation, although theoretically there was no need to fear the Thirteen Ancestors, Lu Heng always felt that something was wrong.

And this retreat lasts for five thousand years.

In five thousand years, Lu Heng only refined two peach fruits in total.

When his cultivation level approached the level of the ancestor of the seven realms, the speed of refining peach fruit was greatly reduced. It seemed that there was an invisible force suppressing him, preventing him from easily breaking through the shackles of cultivation.

And if you leave the eternal pure land and return to the world of heavens, this invisible suppressive force will be more obvious and powerful.

The speed of cultivation in these five thousand years is far inferior to the previous time!

Lu Heng, who was in seclusion, opened his eyes again, and his consciousness returned to this world.

His expression was slightly startled.

This is not because of the difficulties in practicing, but because something happened in the Star Tomb!

With a thought, the incarnation of the soul in the eternal pure land dissipated directly. In the Star Tomb, a huge white wolf floating in the sea of ​​​​stars suddenly opened its eyes.

In the universe below, a blue planet moves silently under the gravity of a huge star.

At that moment, he actually lost the feeling of the gods in Hanyu Heavenly Court!

The many cultivators who were originally enshrined in the Yunhai Heavenly Palace and divided into divine positions by him are now all separated from his consciousness, as if they have completely disappeared from this world.

This sudden change caught Lu Heng off guard.

The huge white wolf transformed into a white light of thunder and lightning, flew out from the dark starry sky, and landed directly on the azure planet below.

At this time, on the earth, new creatures have already occupied the mainstream of the biosphere.

They were a group of huge insects. The largest insect was a hundred feet long and covered in armor. They were ferocious and terrifying. They were the most terrifying predators on earth. The smallest insect swarm is no more than a millimeter thick, but it fills the wilderness and cannibalizes all living creatures wherever it goes.

The Earth, once ruled by humans, now has its rulers changed one after another.

Lu Heng didn't feel much about this.

He landed directly on the vastest mountain range on earth.

The Himalayas, once the top of the earth, are now several times as high as they were originally after tens of millions of years of geological activity.

The snow-capped fields are crisscrossed, and every peak in the field of vision is higher than the former Everest.

Lu Heng flew directly over the snowy field and entered a certain time and space gate in the snowy field.

——Fuxi Treasure House.

This supreme secret realm was opened here by Xuanyuan's descendants in accordance with the emperor's orders when the ancient heaven collapsed. It once helped Lu Heng embark on the path of cultivation in his previous life. Although Lu Heng finally sublimated to the extreme, abandoned Fu Xi's Taoism, and relied on the power of heavenly thunder he understood to prove eternity, this place is still a place of great significance to Lu Heng.

Moreover, Fuxi's treasure house contains spiritual energy, making it an excellent place for practitioners in the Tianhuang Realm to take refuge.

Therefore, after the gods of Hanyu Heavenly Court arrived on Earth, Lu Heng allowed them to take temporary refuge in Fuxi's Treasure House.

But he didn't expect that all these practitioners would disappear in Lu Heng's consciousness... Could it be that there is another mystery in Fuxi's treasure house?

Confused, Lu Heng entered Fuxi's treasure house, and what appeared in front of him was a world full of spiritual energy.

Although the quality of the spiritual energy is far inferior to that of the Bahuang World, it is already a unique existence among the worlds of the heavens.

Above the sky, there is a majestic Sea of ​​Clouds Palace suspended.

However, the Yunhai Heavenly Palace was empty at this time. Lu Heng flew throughout the entire Fuxi Treasure House, but could not find any trace of the gods in Heaven.

Gu Yan, Zhu Long, Jiu Mie, Nian Cang Qing... these relatives and friends who were supposed to be practicing in the treasure house have now all disappeared, leaving not even a single bit of information behind.

Lu Heng stood alone in the empty world, a little confused.

This is Fuxi's treasure house. Lu Heng believes that even if there is another mystery, it will not harm the lives of the gods. After all, these creatures in the wild world have the same origin as Fuxi's treasure house.

But the sudden disappearance of everyone made Lu Heng worried.

He searched Fuxi's treasure house inside and out for half a year, rummaging through this relatively vast little world almost a hundred times, turning over every patch of grass, but still could not find any trace of the people.

Finally, with a little hope, Lu Heng left the Tomb of the Starry Sky and headed all the way to the Wilderness Realm, hoping to find the answer in the Demon-Suppressing Stele Forest.

After all, the ancient beings in the Demon-Suppressing Stele Forest are all remnants of Fuxi's Heavenly Court, and they may know the secrets of Fuxi's treasure house.

However, when Lu Heng crossed the long distance, successfully arrived at the Heavenly Realm, and entered the Tianhuang Realm through the blockade of the earthly beast that had reawakened outside, he was unable to see the sea of ​​flowers on the other side of the South China Sea.

The sea of ​​flowers on the other side, the forest of demon-suppressing monuments, the ancient battlefield... everything has completely disappeared from this world.

Standing on the desolate plain, Lu Heng was speechless.

It seemed that he might not be able to see relatives and friends like Gu Yan Zhulong in a short period of time.

The practice of the people in the Tianhuang Realm in Fuxi's treasure house and the disappearance of this sea of ​​flowers on the other side should not be coincidences.

There may be some connection inside.

It's just that Lu Heng currently has no way of knowing.

After searching to no avail, he finally returned to the eternal pure land and began to refine the peach blossom fruit again.

The day when the ancestor of the Seven Realms will repair the Imperial Bell is getting closer and closer. The next time Lu Heng wants to repeat his old tricks and destroy the Imperial Bell, it may not be so easy.

This time, he must be prepared to kill the ancestor of the Seven Realms after his plan goes bankrupt.

And the improvement of cultivation becomes more and more important at this critical moment.

Chapter 532 Ten Golden Crows

In the eternal pure land, time flies.

Lu Heng, who was in retreat, finally refined the fourteenth peach fruit.

His cultivation level has surpassed that of the mysterious and unpredictable Thirteen Ancestors. And vaguely, Lu Heng seemed to have touched the shackles of another realm.

However, he felt that there was still a big gap between himself and the enlightenment of eternity and transcendence.

This once again confirmed his previous conjecture - the thirteen ancestors of the Seven Realms were more than what they seemed on the surface!

But now Lu Heng doesn't know what the real strength of the Thirteen Ancestors is, and whether he can compete with them now...

But now Lu Heng has no time to refine the peach fruit.

When he was awakened from his deep sleep, there was already a murderous atmosphere outside the eternal pure land, and there were many figures.

The Emperor's Sky Bell is about to be repaired, and the practitioners of the Seven Realms who had dispersed once again gathered outside the Eternal Pure Land, hoping to follow their ancestors to completely remove the poisonous thorn in their hearts that is the Heavenly Realm.

A large number of monks from the Seven Realms gathered in the void outside the Eternal Pure Land. The long and deep aura was terrifying. The number and strength were enough to make all the monks from the Tianhuang Realm despair.

What's more, the monks of the Seven Realms in the Eternal Pure Land have a profound foundation accumulated in the Seven Realms for many years.

And in the depths of the Eternal Pure Land, over the vast continent, the huge Imperial Sky Bell shines brightly, and the cracks left by the Divine Meteor and Heavenly Tribulation have been completely repaired.

But the Thirteenth Ancestor did not stop.

They worked together and took action at the same time, pouring a massive amount of life essence into the Emperor Tian Bell.

The seven-mouth cauldron rising and falling in the void was constantly vibrating. The ancient patterns of heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, vegetation, insects, and fish engraved on the cauldron shone brightly, making this world as bright as day. Vaguely, one can even see the prototype of a vast world in that bright divine light.

In the small world, the Qingzhou Cauldron and Yuzhou Cauldron in Lu Heng's sleeves trembled faintly, feeling the influence of Qi. However, under Lu Heng's suppression, the two small cauldrons eventually became quiet.

And deep in the pure land, the thirteen ancestors stood in the bright divine light, with solemn faces.

Around them, dozens of powerful figures stood in formation.

In order to prevent the aura of the Emperor Tianzhong from ushering in the catastrophe of divine death again, the Thirteenth Ancestor ordered these top monks to form an formation to shield the heavenly secrets and prevent the aura of the Emperor Tianzhong from leaking out.

And with the strong sacrificial training of the Thirteenth Ancestor, the aura in the Emperor's Sky Bell became more and more terrifying. Looking from a distance, the starry sky and the universe seemed to be distorted, as if they had stepped into another world. They were no longer sacred objects that this world could bear.

Vaguely, even the void was about to be crushed.

If it weren't for the protection of the Thirteenth Ancestor, just the powerful aura of this Imperial Bell would be enough to collapse the entire Eternal Pure Land!

At this time, Lu Heng was already lurking near the continent.

He stood in the void, looking at the sky-covering formation formed by 7,749 top monks from the Seven Realms in the distance, looking for the opportunity to take action.

This time, the Seven Realms were fully prepared and heavily guarded. It was no longer possible for him to succeed in a sneak attack just by thinking. The huge and bright Imperial Bell was protected by the sky-covering formation of 7,749 monks and the powerful and mysterious Thirteen Ancestors. If Lu Heng had hurriedly used his sword, he might not be able to hurt the Imperial Bell anymore.

However, as the aura of the Emperor's Sky Bell became more and more terrifying, Lu Heng, who had been practicing for many years, couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

He has been hiding in this void for thirty years, but he has never found the right time to take action.

The forty-nine monks standing in the formation, as well as the mysterious ancestor in the formation, were all concentrating on watching everything around them without any slack.

Obviously, the thirteen ancestors guessed another possibility of the divine disaster coming.

After all, Lu Heng's Heavenly Tribulation Sword is not a secret in the entire Bahuang World.