In the Layout Era, I, who transcended the Three Thousand Chaos, was exposed!

Chapter 73

(For some reason, I had to make changes to some of the names in the work, exercises, magic weapon names, etc., but it didn't affect everyone's viewing of the follow-up plot, thank you Yanzu for seeing this chapter)

Time, space, rules, reason.....

All the images in the world were all still at this moment.

The whole world is silent, and all souls are silent.

The picture seems to freeze frame.

The monks of the Ten Thousand Worlds all raised their heads, like sculptures, with dull expressions, staring at the sky with scattered eyes....

At this moment.

Above the canopy.

Behind the white fairy mist, several figures appeared.

A figure stood silently, and next to the figure was the silhouette of a sheep on its back, which seemed to be sitting a little girl-child.

I couldn't see the face clearly, only the silhouette could be seen reflected in the sky.

This moment.

There was no more sound in the worlds.

Even the sound of the wind disappeared at this moment.

The only sound was the heavy, undulating breathing of the Ten Thousand Worlds Monks.....

The only picture that can move is the figure standing above the canopy.

Behind the white fog, the figure next to Aries, he just stood in place....

It is like all the supreme and all the rational in the world, all the tangible, all the intangible...

Obviously, the figure was just standing there, but it didn't seem to exist, and it seemed to exist.

No matter how desperately people try to see the figure behind the white fog.

But no matter how close their divine consciousness was, how close they were to the white mist, they obviously felt that there was only a thin layer of mist, but it was as if the entire world and the whole eternity had been cut off.

That thin layer of white mist seemed to be very close.

But it represents "infinity", an infinite that never ends!

Call~

A gust of wind rose.

People's scattered eyes finally condensed, and at this moment, they realized an extremely terrifying thing.

They stared sharply at the canopy around them.

Horrified to find that a dark vortex of terrifying black light erupted a second ago, and this moment had disappeared.

As if it had never been there.

The pitch-black vortex that was condensed by the three thousand main priest Dao Methods, which ranked eighth on the gold list, covered countless planes.

In the sigh of the figure, it all disappeared.

The figure didn't even make a move.

Just a sigh.

He smashed the sacrificial Dao method that the Lord of Black Blood poured all his body into his body.

Immediately, people's eyes searched the void for the shadow of the Lord of Black Blood.

only to find out....

Only the black blood remained, hanging silently in the void.

That sigh not only completely shattered the Three Thousand Lord Silence Dao Method of the Lord of Black Blood, but also beat the Lord of Black Blood back to the prototype of that drop of black blood....

The black blood could not escape, and could only freeze in the void in fear and trembling, exuding an aura of fear to the extreme....

This sacrificial catastrophe was completely resolved by a sigh of the human figure....

The monks of the Ten Thousand Worlds stared at the figure behind the white mist above the canopy.

The blood coagulates all over the body, the soul is shocked, every cell and every inch of skin in the whole body is trembling, all in fear, all in awe.....

Strong to awe, strong to fear....

When the strength reaches an unimaginable realm, it is no longer awe, but fear, the ultimate fear!!

At this moment, there is only one thought in people's minds.

What realm has the figure behind the white fog reached in order to make a sigh and shatter everything....

When people's eyes moved to the shadow of the white sheep next to the figure, they were stunned.

This white sheep... This silhouette is so familiar!

It's like... It's the white sheep named "Mianmian" who ranks ninth on the exercise list, right?!

Mianmian is the pet of the ancestor of the magic weapon...

Could it be that the figure next to him is the ancestor of the magic weapon - Su Han!!

Is it really him?

What is his true face, is he a human being, is he a living being?

Stone Heaven Realm.

Dark Place.

Just when Aragami was preparing to incarnate into eternal particles, disperse into the river of time, and prepare to dodge.

Suddenly.

He heard a sigh.

Eternity, sacredness, supreme truth..... It was as if everything was contained behind that sigh.

When that sigh sounded.

Aragami found that the sense of oppression had disappeared, and the sacrificial black light that was about to annihilate him had turned into particles and dissipated in front of his eyes...

When he suddenly looked up, he saw a figure standing quietly behind the white mist above the sky....

The moment the eye makes contact with the figure.

Aragami froze and froze.

With just one glance, he felt the power to the extreme, and the faint sense of oppression that overflowed was coming.

"It's you.... Did you save me?"

Aragami looked at the figure, and his hoarse voice echoed in this dark domain.

Nothingness and chaos.

At the last moment when Gu Shi was about to slash the Dao Fruit, he heard a sigh behind him.

In the next second, the sacrificial black light that was about to annihilate him was disintegrated into particles of nothingness under his gaze.....

He jerked his head up and looked at the figure that appeared behind the white mist.

In the pupils of the ancient beginning, a wisp of fire burst out, burning more and more fiercely!

Brahma Heavenly Court.

At that moment, the black light was about to devour the heavens.

Countless members of the Heavenly Court knelt on one knee in despair, their faces were dead, and Ye Hei was ready to urge all the Qi Mother Ding of all things, try to take a few people with him, and flee at the moment.

An ethereal sigh seemed to come from the chaos.

Reverberated throughout the Heavenly Court.

The next second.

The members of the Heavenly Court did not wait for death, they felt something cool fall on their backs.

They stiffened their heads, but saw images that they would never forget.

The terrifying black light of the sacrifice shattered into a cloud of powder, like fireworks slowly falling....

This moment.

The rain of fireworks and fireworks that were transformed by powder slowly fell from the sky above the Brahma Yuan Heavenly Court, gorgeous and sacred...

There was a look of confusion in their scattered eyes.

We... Saved?

Immediately, they felt something and looked at the sky.

Then I saw a figure, standing behind the white mist, as if looking down on them....

At this moment, they knew that it was the figure that saved them...

Ye Hei held the Mother Ding of All Things in his hand, looked up at the figure, and was completely distracted.

This was the first time that Haguro felt awe and fear of the strength that could not be guessed.....

With just one sigh, the catastrophe of the Brahma Heavenly Court was completely resolved...

What kind of cultivation will that be, what kind of strength will it be?

Ye Hei looked at the figure and didn't say another word for a long time.

The sea of haze.

The boundary sea was turbulent, and under the terrible black light of the sacrifice, the flat boat floating on the boundary sea seemed so small,

When the majestic sacrificial black light was about to engulf the flat boat on the sea, and was about to swallow the fairy shadow on the flat boat.

The Empress in White closed her eyes.

Preparing to fade away from the Dao body and fall into the red dust to avoid danger, in a trance she saw her brother's back appear in her mind

Ay~

Suddenly, a sigh, coming from nowhere, sounded in her mind.

The next second. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The back of her brother was like a broken mirror, and then, a figure appeared who couldn't see the true face, but could only see the outline, and flashed in her mind....

Forthwith.

She felt a chill hit her, through the bronze mask, and landed on her trembling eyelashes....

When she opened her eyes.

I saw that the sea had returned to calm, and the terrifying sacrificial immortal light shattered into a little firefly light. []

Float in the tranquil boundary sea.

Quiet, sacred, faint...

Immediately, she raised her head as if she felt it and looked at the sky.

I saw the figure that was only standing behind the white fog on the sky.

Suddenly, my heart trembled slightly, and a strong ripple of fluctuation appeared in my beautiful eyes....

"You..."

"Who is it..."

The faint murmur echoed in this quiet boundary sea.

This moment.

The creatures of the third plane looked up at the figures in the sky.

At this moment, there was nothing left in their pupils, and the only thing left was - piety

This kind of piety is a kind of piety that gushes out uncontrollably from the depths of the soul.

This kind of piety is the only light seen in the abyss of darkness and despair without hope.

These people are all low-level cultivators, or ordinary mortals.

In their worldview, the only one who can save them is the "gods"

If there is a god in the world, it must be the figure.

If the gods in the world have an appearance, it must be the true face of that figure.

At this moment, they all slammed their foreheads on the cold ground, and bowed down to the figures on the canopy, using up all their piety....

At this moment, the sigh of the human figure saved the living beings of one-third of the entire Ten Thousand Realms.

Saved the entire world, almost all mortals.

But they didn't know that the figure was just because of a little girl's "answer", and it changed their fate for generations, eternal and eternal...

From this moment on, the mortals of the Ten Thousand Worlds engraved the figures on the canopy of heaven in their hearts.

Later, altars and statues of human figures appeared in the mortal world.

These mortals, before they die, teach their descendants to remember a "god".

And, let future generations revere and respect the "god" who once saved them!

But that's all for later.

At this moment.

A lower plane.

The top of a low hill.

A sixteen-year-old with a resolute face was kneeling on the ground, tears already covering his cheeks.

He was carrying a baby girl on his back with a rough hemp belt, the baby girl was sleeping soundly, her little face was ruddy, and she had no idea what was going on in the outside world....

His name was "Lin Yi", and his parents died in an epidemic after giving birth to his sister...

He Lin Yi, an ordinary mortal, with a thin body, seems to fall down as soon as he blows...

When the dark sacrificial light was about to annihilate this plane, he carried his sister on his back and came to the top of this mountain to pray to the gods....

Just as he was in despair, a sigh rang out.

The pitch-black sacrificial black light shattered in an instant, turning into a little powder...

He looked up and saw the figure that was deeply impressed in his mind for hundreds of thousands of years in the future.....

He looked at the figure behind the canopy.

Lin Yi knew that it was the figure that saved him.

Immediately, Lin Yi engraved the figure in his mind.

Towards the sky, he knocked his head ten times until his forehead was blurred...

The next second.

He got up, with determination in his eyes, and with his sister on his back, turned to leave, and did not look back.....

embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

Later decades, centuries, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years... Until Lin Yi became the master of several planes, the figure of faith in his heart never changed...

His lifelong dream was to track down that figure.

Personally in front of him, kowtow ....

But, until the moment when he was about to die, he couldn't catch up with the figure, and he never even saw the back...

But that's all for later.

With this move of that figure, he inadvertently changed the pattern of the future of the Ten Thousand Worlds, allowing countless mortals like Lin Yi to embark on the path of cultivating immortals without hesitation....

Everything in the weak plane of the mortal world was completely reversed and changed because of a sigh of the human figure....

In the end, countless dominating powers emerged from the weak mortal realms and stepped onto the stage of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

That.... That's all for later.

This moment.

As the figure disappeared from the canopy.

The world has finally returned to peace.

But people could no longer look away, looking at the empty sky, stunned.....

"The figure... And the shadow of the white sheep, so familiar, as if I had seen it there..."

"The shadow of the white sheep must be the ninth-ranked Mianmian, and the identity of the figure that smashed the sacrificial catastrophe is about to come out... It should be the one!"

"The ancestor of magic weapons-Su Han!!"

"Don't talk about it, although this catastrophe... I'm out of it, but I'm... To the great god of Su Han... Salute!"

"How pathetic, how powerful, how great, he is everything, everything is him, he has saved countless living beings, this is the highest, this is the real supreme!"

"What the hell... What kind of strength can you completely crush everything with just a sigh. "

"My biggest dream now is to see that person for myself!"

“................"

As the figures vanished, the white fog disappeared and the sky returned to clearness.

That drop of black blood rushed madly towards the void and fled back to the edge of the sky...

And the escape of the black blood is just the layout of the figure...

It's just a chess piece.

He needs to... The Lord of Black Blood, leading to a bigger game.

When the black blood fled back to the edge of the sky,

The "big picture" that leads to it

It's finally here....

Wow————