After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

A soft voice sounded, but it carried undeniable power.

Sensing the passage of time, Sang Luo raised his eyes and looked forward, holding Fengli Sword in hand, and stepped onto the Hong Bridge.

Under the Hongqiao, the situation was changing, and bursts of shrill screams of monsters came from the abyss.

Sang Luo's expression did not change and he raised his hand to form a seal to suppress it.

Then, she walked along the Hongqiao to the end and saw the gods in Huandao Mountain.

In the sacred mountain, there is a lush green area, full of spiritual treasures.

In the center, a huge sacred tree of life grew.

The sacred tree has a thick trunk, a huge crown, and lush branches.

Under the tree, sitting a young man with gray hair and green eyes.

Thirteen thick chains were intertwined, locking him tightly——

I don’t know what kind of material the chains are made of, they are crystal clear, and there is inexplicable power flowing on each chain.

But the face of the person trapped inside was full of peace.

"Taozu, Sikong Jing."

Sang Luo read out his name.

He looks very similar to Sikong Feng.

However, with such strong vitality, it would be difficult to kill!
The girl was covered in blood and walked up to him with a long sword.

Sikong stared at her steadily for a long time, then smiled at her, like an old friend for many years.

"Long time no see."

Sang Luo raised his eyes, not knowing why.
"Have we met?"

Sikong actually smiled and said,
“What we have not seen in the past, we will see in the future.”

This may sound a bit haphazard at first.

But Sang Luo, like him, practices the laws of time and space.

For the first time, seeing the future, nothing seems impossible. Sang Luo raised his eyes, looked at the thirteen chains on his body, and asked,

"As a Taoist ancestor, why are you chained?"

Isn't this Huandao Mountain the place where he attained enlightenment?
Is it possible that there are still powerful people in this world who can control the Emperor Realm?
Sikong actually closed his eyes slightly and murmured,
"Even if I am a Dao Ancestor, I am nothing more than a tiny speck of dust in the void after entering the Emperor Realm. There are too many things that cannot be controlled by me."

Sang Luo raised his eyes again and looked at the huge tree with strong vitality behind him. Upon closer inspection, he could see that there was a hint of death in the vigorous vitality.

"It's the turbid breath."

Sikong actually nodded and exhaled,

"Yes, that's it."

He raised his eyes to look at Sang Luo and spoke slowly,
"5 years ago, I encountered that strange turbid air in the abyss of the Boundary Sea."

At that time, he had just broken through to the Emperor Realm and became the second Dao Ancestor at the top of the Cloud Sky. It was the time when he was in high spirits.

At that time, he had cultivated the laws of time and space to the extreme, and even touched the threshold.

He enlightened and cultivated in the long river of time and space, intending to cross the boundary sea and go to a wider world.

He could feel that beyond the boundary sea, at the end of the Immortal Realm, there was a more powerful world.

In that world, there are greater opportunities.

In order to pursue stronger power, he strengthened the sea.

But in the end, it failed.

He fell into the abyss of the world sea and encountered those strange black flowers.

His body was stained with turbid breath, and those things amplified his emotions and desires.

The final result is that the Taoist heart collapses, and a single thought makes him almost become a demon.

It was she who brought him out of the abyss of the sea.

This is also the reason why he didn't intervene when she started to bleed today.

As Sikong Jing finished his words, the wind and clouds in the sky changed, the river of time opened up, and then the biting cold wind poured in - (End of this chapter)