Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 603 Discussion with Cangwu Zhundi

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Looking from the heights of the starry sky, the entire sacred mountain of the Jinwu clan was shaken, cracks appeared one after another on the ground, and the entire sacred mountain had already been smashed to pieces.

The entire Golden Crow Divine Mountain disappeared, and a bottomless crack appeared.

From now on, the Golden Crow Divine Mountain will probably be renamed the Golden Crow Canyon, or the Golden Crow Abyss.

Saint-level powerhouses, separated by hundreds of millions of miles, communicate with each other with divine thoughts, trying to figure out what happened there?
Countless old antiques of the living fossil level, living fossils of more than [-] years old, are nothing but immortals. They are trembling all over, and it is hard to believe that this kind of extreme coercion will be revealed on the ancient star of Ziwei again.

Many people looked towards the sacred mountain of the Jinwu clan, but there was nothing there.

"That ax looks like the legendary Godless Soldier!"

"This object is exactly the same as the legendary Sky-Opening Ax!"

"Could this person be the son of Emperor Chaos Ancient?"

"Did Emperor Luan Gu leave a legacy to me, Ziwei?"

"Perhaps he is the descendant of Emperor Luan Gu!"

People in Beidou talked a lot, no matter if they were high or low, as long as there was a feeling, they would communicate in secret.

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Although most of the power has been channeled into space, the power left on the ground is still not to be underestimated.

It was as if an earthquake had occurred on the Ziwei ancient star, with huge cracks spreading one after another.

Fortunately, it is close to the Arctic region, and there are large uninhabited areas.

Zhang Wenchang stood in the south and attacked the Golden Crow Mountain in the north.

So these cracks are basically spreading to the Arctic.

Even if Zhang Wenchang tried his best to control it, some creatures still collapsed silently.

Fortunately, none of them were human races. They were basically monsters like snow apes, snow monkeys, snow foxes, ice wolves, and frost giants.

"It's really a big deal. It seems like we need to clean up the situation."

"The broken Golden Crow Array, I didn't expect it to be not as strong as I thought, and it collapsed without even being able to survive a single move."

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Zhang Wenchang, who was about to try to repair these cracks, suddenly felt a vast and grand avenue coming from the far north.

The breath of Emperor Zhun came from the Arctic region of Ziwei Ancient Star.

In the vast and incomparably black ocean, the waves are rough, and a mysterious force spreads here.

That great power enveloped those broken mountains and valleys, and the radiant divine light was as radiant as the sun and the moon.

The mighty power that can change the world, the terrifying law of the great way, swept the world.

Countless cracks were repaired, and countless bottomless abysses were smoothed out one by one.

The wound on the ground seemed to be stitched up by an inexplicable force, and the original landform was restored.

Those monsters who had escaped the disaster fell to the ground devoutly, thanking the supreme being for saving them.

"There is such a quasi-emperor in Ziwei Star?"

Zhang Wenchang really didn't expect that in this era, Ziwei Star still has the background of the existence of Emperor Zhun.

Obviously, Zhang Wenchang's outburst of extreme aura awakened the quasi-emperor.

Zhang Wenchang flew towards the Arctic region.

In the terrifying black water ocean, the waves are so terrifying that even a large ship is in danger of capsizing.

Most people would not dare to fly alone here because there are terrifying monsters in the sea.

According to legend, at the end of the North Sea, there is an extremely terrifying Kunpeng, who is a powerful man of the Great Saint level.

But Zhang Wenchang had never heard of a quasi-emperor here.

Soon there was a fog ahead, boundless.

Zhang Wenchang opened his sky eyes, and carefully calculated with the secret code, looking for the flaw in this magic circle.

Holding the chaotic ancient axe, Zhang Wenchang took a few easy steps and entered the magic circle.

An island appeared in front of it. There was a towering sacred mountain on the island, and there was a huge stone tablet next to it with the word Cangwu written on it.

"Bold, who dares to break into my Cangwu Mountain!" A group of strange-looking monsters appeared, including sea monsters, and land monsters such as tiger spirits and lion spirits.

This is the territory of Cangwu Mountain.

The aura on Zhang Wenchang's body was overwhelming, and the suppressed surrounding fog kept rolling. The group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals lay on the ground tremblingly, unable to get up.

"Big Dipper Zhang Wenchang, come to see Senior Cangwu."

Zhang Wenchang's voice spread throughout the entire sacred mountain.

"A distinguished guest is here, please come in, little friend!"

An old voice came, time was distorted here, and a pair of big hands tore open a silver channel.

An old servant in black appeared and stood at the door of the passage.

"Guests are welcome inside!" The old servant in black bowed to welcome the guests.

"You're welcome!" Zhang Wenchang cupped his hands, and was also very curious about this saint-level old servant.

It is said that those who can cultivate to the realm of saints are undoubtedly out of their own way, and they are all arrogant guys. I don't know why this old man considers himself an old servant.

Even if he is a Taoist or disciple, Zhang Wenchang will not be surprised.

Zhang Wenchang was not pretentious, and stepped into the passage.

When Zhang Wenchang appeared again, he saw an old man in gray clothes.

This person is ordinary, he looks like a farmer, he can't feel the slightest divine power, and he has obviously practiced to the point of returning to nature.

"It's really senior Cangwu Zhundi. After coming to Ziwei, the junior has been admiring his name for a long time and has heard many legends about seniors." Zhang Wenchang said with a smile.

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In a large hall, beautiful monsters were singing and dancing one after another.

There are also divine wine, divine medicine, and divine fruit to entertain Zhang Wenchang.

"Today, junior Tang protruded his hand and almost caused a catastrophe. Fortunately, senior took action and eliminated the disaster." Zhang Wenchang said politely.

Although the quasi-emperor's breath was not obvious, Zhang Wenchang could still feel a heavy pressure when he sensed it carefully.

"It's a matter of little effort! Unexpectedly, there is such a genius as you on the Big Dipper. You have already cultivated to the middle stage of the Saint King at a young age. You control the Chaotic Axe. It seems that you have obtained the inheritance of the Chaotic Emperor?!"

"Senior, I have received too much praise. I have indeed received the inheritance of Emperor Chaos Ancient, and I have been recognized by the Chaotic Axe!"

"Little friend's future is limitless!"

"Thank you for the good words, senior! If the senior goes to Beidou in the future, the junior will definitely treat him well and do his best to be a landlord."

This person's name is Cangwu Zhundi. Although there is a Zhundi in the legend of Ziwei, it has always been said to be miraculous, like a myth and legend, but it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the fake.

Now Zhang Wenchang has really met the legendary quasi-emperor.

Zhang Wenchang lingered here for seven days, discussing things with the quasi-emperor. Most of the time, the quasi-emperor was talking and Zhang Wenchang was listening.

Perhaps the quasi-emperor wanted to forge a good relationship, but anyway, Zhang Wenchang felt that he gained a lot from communicating with him.

And the quasi-emperor was also shocked by Zhang Wenchang, and regarded Zhang Wenchang as one of the most powerful candidates on the road to the great emperor, which seemed even more polite.

When Zhang Wenchang left, Emperor Cangwu Zhun sent Wanli away, so this distance is nothing to this practitioner, but it represents great respect.

Zhang Wenchang left Cangwu Mountain satisfied.

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