Rising Of The Human Race

Godot shook his head like a rattle drum.    

This matter involved too many secrets. It was best not to let this Viridescent Flower know too much.    

Although he felt that this green flower didn't have much malicious intent. Furthermore, in the Xiantian camp, the Viridescent Flower belonged to the Extraterritorial Creature's side.    

What if she revealed her true strength to him? There was a forbidden chapter of the Samsara Law Spell in this place. Even the ancestors of some major powers were tempted by it.    

Damn it, this was a forbidden chapter of a supreme scripture. According to the green flower, the Samsara Law Spell had a great reputation in the outer region because of Samsara Immortal King, and it was widely circulated.    

A few great figures whose names shook the world were salivating over this.    

As for the reason, it was because Samsara Immortal King had once broken through the restraints of the three dimensions, and he'd taken a stroll in the Outerealm, and he'd made shocking accomplishments in battle.    

A single person and a single sword strike had suppressed a place that had once been famous.    

Even a First Grade Half-step Immortal Emperor had lowered his proud head under his Samsara Sword.    

The Samsara Law Spell that Samsara Immortal King used to start from scratch naturally made the Extraterritorial Creature drool!    

Whoever obtains reincarnation obtains the world!    

This catchphrase had even spread to an era through the mouth of the Extraterritorial Creature.    

Of course, Godot disdained it.    

He had started cultivating the Samsara Law Spell ever since he started cultivating it, but he hadn't seen the world. Instead, he had almost been robbed of his wife.    

Although the spell was good, it still depended on who had it in their hands.    

He walked on foot and arrived at the location indicated by the painting. The village they had imagined did not appear. Instead, it was a messy graveyard.    

"What's going on? Could it be that the painting is too old, and the world has changed? Could it be that the small village in the past has already gone through a cycle of reincarnation and has arrived in Nether Realm?"    

Godot was stunned!    

The scene in front of him had nothing to do with the leisurely little village!    

Everything was bleak and bleak.    

The towering graves were endless. There was no end to it at all, and there was no end to it!    

Thousands of ancient graves stood tall, giving off a shocking, lofty, and magnificent feeling!    

Each tombstone was wreathed in a layer of bleak mist.    

It was hazy and dim!    

It gave off an ancient and cold feeling.    

"Life and death are all reincarnations! Death is also the beginning of reincarnation!"    

Ox-Head Ancestral God, on the other hand, seemed to have gained some insight, and spoke some seemingly very reasonable words.    

The corner of Godot's mouth twitched. Damn it, is this my fortune or yours? Why does it seem like this stupid Ox-Head's intelligence is two jin higher than mine?    

Godot cursed in his heart. No matter how this Ox-head Ancestral God tried to sense it, it had nothing to do with the Samsara Law Spell.    

The forbidden chapter was a part of the Samsara Law Spell. It needed to be triggered with the Genuine Qi of reincarnation!    

Without the Reincarnation Genuine Qi, even if one obtained the forbidden chapter, it would only be a piece of scrap paper!    

Without any hesitation, Godot used one hand to stroke the ground below him.    

A vast and boundless Samsara Power suddenly surged!    

A gray aura of death surged out from the ground like a tide!    

Billions of vengeful souls were crying. For an entire era, the souls of all the living beings who had died here had been trapped in this land, unable to reincarnate or transcend worldliness!    

Even if it was just the most ordinary souls, after being trapped on the ground for so many years, they would still become extremely resentful in the end!    

This land was definitely a place where vengeful souls gathered. If ordinary people mistakenly entered it, they would be infected by the rich resentment, cursed, and ultimately turned into vengeful souls that were exactly the same as them!    

Godot's heart pounded, beating rapidly. He could feel that the heart in his chest was about to explode!    

This place had been touched by someone!    

At least, it was not the place Samsara Immortal King had set up in the beginning!    

The stagnation of the vengeful souls did not conform to the way of reincarnation!    

Buddhism talked about reincarnation, but it was all talk and no action!    

Everything was repeated, and it was a cycle. Only in this way could it be called reincarnation, and only then could it form the world of heaven and earth!    

Any obstruction and stagnation of Yu Qi did not conform to the Heavenly Rebirth Dao!    

Godot had been thinking about this for the rest of his life.    

The Samsara Power in his hand instantly turned into a huge whirlpool. This whirlpool stirred and blurred the surrounding space. All the vengeful souls were sent into it, freeing them from their shackles and allowing them to reincarnate.    

One by one, the vengeful souls disappeared into the whirlpool.    

When they were about to disappear, they still gave Godot a grateful smile!    

All the resentment dissipated. In the void, bits and pieces of golden luster were born. Like countless golden fireflies, they flew and landed on Godot's body!    

"Golden light of virtue! Anyone with great virtue will be able to obtain it! If the virtue is sufficient, the golden light of virtue that forms can even form an indestructible body of steel!    

In the past, the monks of Buddhist Sect cultivated the Indestructible Diamond Physique, and they used the golden light of virtue as their assistance! "    

A ripple flashed across Ox-Head Ancestral God's eyes!    

Godot expressed his speechlessness once again. He had an illusion that he was the outsider, and that Ox-Head Ancestral God and the blue flower were the real living beings of Endless Realm.    

Why did they know more than him, including the history of the entire Endless Realm and the past of all the Three Realms?    

Ox-Head Ancestral God smiled.    

He didn't really take this golden light of virtue seriously. Because the golden light of virtue was indeed a miracle. No matter what realm it was, or what cultivation base it was, it could be augmented!    

However, this thing required an extremely large number of people to take shape. For example, if you supported the old lady across the road and helped the widow jump into the water, it could also be considered a merit that could obtain the gratitude of others.    

However, the golden light of virtue that was formed at that time was only negligible. It could not even take form.    

Godot had transcended an era. All the dead souls that had died tragically in this village numbered in the hundreds of millions, and their resentment was extremely strong!    

It was precisely because of this that bits and pieces of golden light of virtue condensed and took shape, rushing towards him!    

However, these golden light of virtue might be able to allow a mortal to reach the Saint Stage. However, to Godot who already possessed extraordinary combat strength, it was merely a icing on the cake, and nothing more.    

Godot absorbed the golden light of virtue. He felt that his body had become lighter. Of course, this was only a slight feeling, as if everything was predicted by Ox-Head Ancestral God. To him, this tiny bit of golden light of virtue was just a icing on the cake. It couldn't change anything substantial!    

After about the time it took to make a cup of tea, the souls of the dead that were filled with resentment were all fermented.    

It was only at this time that Godot saw the complete picture of the village. Except for those towering tombstones and tombstones, on the ground, there were also broken tombstones that had been inserted into the soil for countless years, untainted by dust and dirt. They would never be destroyed!    

In terms of material, each broken stone tablet was comparable to a saint artifact. If they were placed in the outside world, they would have been snatched away by greedy cultivators long ago.    

But it was different here!    

The Cultivator that could enter this place was either powerful enough or not afraid of the resentment of the vengeful souls. That level of Cultivator was at least at the Transcendence Stage. It simply didn't care about the materials of these stone tablets.    

As for those who were attracted by the materials of these stone tablets, their cultivation base and realm were definitely not high!    

Anyone who entered this place would be courting death, possessing the body of vengeful souls and consuming the bodies of thousands of ghosts. The Cultivator below the Immortal Venerable realm simply didn't have the ability to resist!    

"All dead! They're all dead! I'm the only one left! "    

Lowering his body, Godot pulled out a stone tablet. The words were written in a sloppy manner. From the stroke, Godot could see a heartbroken back. Independence. It was screaming at the sky in this ruined village. It was heartbreaking!    

"The black shadow will eventually destroy all hope! We are only the first batch to stand in the ancient past and wait for you!"    

Qian Rushan pulled up another stone tablet. He chanted. Black smoke lingered on the surface of the stone tablet, and the smell of curse lingered on it.    

"It's so cold!" The green flower shivered. Even though it was just a line of words left behind by countless years ago, it still made her feel a chill of despair!    

"Black shadow, what does that mean?"    

Godot muttered to himself.    

But he did not find the answer.    

"The death knell of the Three Realms will be rung like gold and Silver Times! Only when the faith collapses will the mastermind reveal his true face!"    

It was another stone tablet. Only a pale corner of the soil could be seen. Godot took it out from the soil and saw the light of day once again.    

The information on it made people feel a deep sense of despair!    

"The Bell of Death of the Three Realms! The collapse of faith! The mastermind! It seems like the end of the golden era in Silver Times is still the bronze era, and it isn't as simple as the invasion of the Extraterritorial Creature! "    

Godot muttered to himself. His voice was not loud, and his expression revealed that he was deep in thought.    

His true self was still at the end of the Silver Times. He discovered that the end of the Silver Times was extremely chaotic, and the flames of war between different powers were continuous!    

Although he could occasionally see the back of this Extraterritorial Creature interfering, it was still far from reaching the stage where it would affect the existence and destruction of the entire Three Realms, and it wouldn't cause the end of the entire Silver Times.    

Sometimes, the truth was left behind in history.    

But most of the time, history was deliberately misled by some people.    

Godot felt that the reason why the Silver Times was destroyed by people's mouth might not be the real reason.    

The deeper truth was hidden in the bones and blood!    

"The person I have been waiting for, you are finally here!"    

Just as Godot was deep in thought, a layer of grey fog rose up, completely isolating the surrounding space!    

Whether it was Godot, the green flower, Qian Rushan, or the Ox Head Ancestral God, they were all trapped in the grey fog, unable to escape.    

At the same time, a grey fog formed a hazy silhouette. His back was facing the crowd, and that grey robe gave people a mysterious feeling!    

"Who are you?"    

Godot asked. He had seen Samsara Immortal King before when he was young, and he was absolutely different from the person in front of him!    

However, if it wasn't Samsara Immortal King, who would leave a message for him here?    

This person's figure gave him an unfathomable feeling. Even though it was condensed from a wisp of smoke, its strength was still far beyond that of an ordinary Immortal King.    

"I am the village chief of Reincarnation Village! Nangong Caomu!    

Since you can see the last projection I left in this village, it means that the protection of our reincarnation is not complete!    

Unless our village is completely destroyed, my projection won't revive on its own! "    

Nangong Caomu's voice carried a touch of sorrow and sorrow.    

He was once an Immortal King, and he was supposed to look down upon the three dimensions. He was high and mighty, and he looked at living beings that had lived for billions of years like an ant that had been born and destroyed.    

However, because of the fate of his clan, he had no choice but to protect this tiny village for countless years. Even until his death, he had never made a name for himself in the world, allowing the world to know that there was still a king amongst immortals like him in this world.