A World Worth Protecting

Attribution, this is a very vague definition.

Perhaps it is more of a special meaning to people who lack security.

Wang Baole used to have no lack of security. From the beginning of his practice, he was happy in his heart. But as he walked along this road, as he understood the truth of the world, as his own cultivation level improved, as he Knowing his origin, he gradually... not very happy.

Especially... the changes made by brother here have made Wang Baole's heart complex and heavier.

He didn't like the brother like this, although his eyes were sometimes gentle, but the indifference from the soul was felt by Wang Baole.

God, ruthless.

This sentence, Wang Baole has heard before, and now it is confirmed.

For a moment, Wang Baole wanted to leave the newly arrived Hades. He wanted to return to the Flame Galaxy, or return to the Federation, return to Earth, and return to his parents.

But he also knew that unless he gave up, he still had to go down this road because he had fetters and concerns.

Obviously seeing this world, there will be drastic changes in decades, and all the good things will become fly ash, and it is very likely that oneself will no longer be oneself.

Wang Baole didn't want to see this scene, so he could only do his best to struggle and change.

"I really want to... a sword will split this world apart!! Once a hundred, everything will be clear!" From the bottom of Wang Baole's heart, there was a sigh, as if in a huge spider web, he was deliberately tearing everything apart, but now he is powerful. Not caught.

In the permeation of this emotion, Wang Baole ignored those who were hostile to him among the Mingzong monks in front of him, because he thought of the master of Mingzong and everything in Mingmeng.

"Look again, look again... Don't make any judgments. After all, for the monks of the Mingzong here, I am an outsider who has just arrived, so it is normal to be hostile and disagree." Wang Baole muttered in his heart. In a whisper, following Chen Qingzi and the monks of the Mingzong who came to meet him, they flew towards Pluto.

Along the way, most of the cultivators of the Underworld Sect swept their eyes at Wang Baole's place. Regarding Wang Baole's identity, if they didn't know before, then at this moment, the rich underworld fire on Wang Baole's body, it is impossible for anyone from the Underworld Sect to feel it. It is impossible not to know the meaning of such a dark fire.

Especially, when stepping into the Styx area, as Wang Baole approached, the entire Styx suddenly waved, and the sound of the waves echoed the whole nothingness, as if to welcome Wang Baole’s arrival, but also on his eyebrows. At this moment A mark slowly emerged.

This is the mark of Mingzi!

The appearance of the mark is uncontrollable. Wang Baole touched his eyebrows without speaking. As for the Mingzong monks around him, they were also silent. Those young people who had been hostile to him before were even more hostile. Up.

Chen Qingzi did not speak either.

Wang Baole was silent, followed the crowd, and gradually crossed the Styx, slowly approaching the Pluto that exudes ancient aura.

The death aura here may be due to Styx or Pluto, so it is more intense and there is also a layer of protection.

This protection requires a specific method before you can step in. Those Mingzong monks naturally have it, so it is unimpeded. Chen Qingzi, as a heavenly way, also has it, but Wang Baole obviously does not have it here.

So after everyone stepped into the protection, Wang Baole's body was blocked outside.

He stood there, looking at the people inside through the protection, no one was talking, they were all watching him.

Wang Baole looked at Chen Qingzi again, Chen Qingzi's expression was as usual, and after looking at Wang Baole, Wang Baole suddenly smiled, and he understood some truth.

Brother...More is the way of heaven.

Heaven is ruthless, this is part of the rules, and the same... Heaven is fair, and this is also part of the rules. If you come to this Mingzong yourself, whether you can stand firm and become a Mingzi recognized by them depends on your own ability.

But they didn't know that Wang Baole's recognition of Mingzi's identity came more from the master in Mingmeng and his former senior brother.

He didn't care about Mingzong, nor did he have any unforgettable memories of these two people.

"Look again...Look again..." Wang Baole's eyes were calm, his right hand suddenly lifted, the power of his physical body burst out, the dark fire inside his body roared, and the mark on the eyebrows emitted a strong light, and he pressed lightly towards the protection in front of him. .

Suddenly the protection was distorted, and then gradually became gentle, Wang Baole stepped forward, and after smoothly stepping in, the Mingzong cultivators narrowed their eyes one by one, did not speak, but bowed to Chen Qingzi and continued to lead the way.

Chen Qingzi nodded towards Wang Baole, Wang Baole expressionless, following behind, along the way, he finally saw the whole picture of the Pluto, the earth is gray, the sky is black, and the whole world is dark.

In this gloomy world, there is a very luxurious hall everywhere, and these halls are arranged together to form a huge formation.

This array was everywhere, and everything here...Wang Baole is no stranger, this is exactly the appearance of the Mingzong he saw in Mingmeng.

He even saw the palace where he once lived in Mingmeng and the densely packed Mingzong monks on the square of the Mingzong at this moment.

The number is about one million.

At the same time, on the land of the Mingzong, there are nine huge statues. After Wang Baole glanced over, he stared at the most conspicuous ninth statue here for a long time, stopped, clasped his fists and bowed deeply, muttering in his heart. Mutter.

"Master."

That statue is exactly the master in his Mingmeng, Mingzong's ninth elder, Ming Kunzi.

Wang Baole always remembered the words that Master said to himself in the sigh of the end of the dream.

"Everything, whatever you want."

Wang Baole closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw Chen Qingzi in the distance. Chen Qingzi was also looking at Wang Baole. After the two stared, Chen Qingzi avoided Wang Baole's gaze.

"Bao Le, I need to think about the answer you want before I can tell you."

"No matter what, whether it's for my brother or myself, I can step into this Styx, so my brother is not in a hurry to answer, you can tell me before I step in." Wang Baole clasped his fists and spoke softly. , I was not in the mood to pay attention to the Mingzong people who seemed to be repelling him, his body shook, and he went straight to the Mingzong mountain gate.

Some of the Mingzong cultivators frowned, as if they were a little displeased at Wang Baole's initiative to break in, but after looking at Chen Qingzi, they didn't speak. There were some Mingzong cultivators inside and sneered in their hearts.

Because... the protection formation of the Mingzong is not just the one outside the stars, there are thousands of different formations within this mountain gate, even if you are a Mingzi, if you are not familiar with it and don't have the right method, you will be embarrassed.

But in the next instant, a scene that shocked many people here appeared. Wang Baole flew all the way. When he stepped into the range of the mountain gate, the protective formation that should have appeared, but with a single-handed pinch, he moved on his own. Dispersed, even his figure all the way, as if he was very familiar with this place, ignoring all the formations, as if returning to his own home, directly entered the mountain gate, and went straight to the...

That is the hall that no one has stepped into since it was rebuilt, and the approach of Wang Baole also made the younger generation of the Mingzong monks more hostile, and at the same time there were doubts. It is really...Look at Wang Baole’s actions, He was familiar with this place, as if he had lived for a long time.

"Here, this is his former home." Chen Qingzi stared at Wang Baole's back, the indifference in his eyes mixed with gentleness, and then slowly dissipated, becoming indifferent again.

"One month later, Styx will open, you must do this...recover the remains of the Underworld Emperor...!"

"Only by controlling the Styx, my Dark Sect can reinforce this realm and seal everything!"

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I may not be able to update it tomorrow, I have to think about the new map carefully, and I will add it on the weekend