Daoist Temple Courtyard.
Thousands of Universe of different shapes are bound by invisible force fields, like bunches of grapes, densely suspended in mid-air.
Their light has dimmed, and the Law inside is in chaos.
And on the top of this pile of "grapes" is the Cang Cyan One Universe that was picked up by Xiaotian Dog. At this moment, it is like a frightened quail, shivering.
Yang Jian and others stood aside, looking at their "results", their faces filled with excitement and satisfaction.
"Master, we caught them all, not one escaped!"
Nezha shouted as if taking credit.
Gu Changqing stood up from the horse, walked slowly to the pile of "trophies", and glanced at it.
His eyes finally fell on the blue Universe of Cyan One.
"Are you the one taking the lead?"
When he spoke, his voice was calm.
The blue Cyan One Universe trembled violently.
An intermittent and fear-filled will was transmitted from it.
[God... God, have mercy! Little God... Little God never dares to do it again!]
Supreme Heaven, the leader of the alliance who once overlooked thousands of worlds, his posture at this moment is as humble as dust.
"Oh?"
Gu Changqing raised his eyebrows.
"Now you know it was wrong?"
[I know my mistake! I really know my mistake! The little god is willing to be a slave and serve God forever. I just ask God to forgive my will Indestructibility!]
Supreme Heaven begged desperately.
It no longer cares about the world or Origin.
As long as it can retain its own will, it is willing to be a dog.
Gu Changqing laughed when he heard this.
He shook his head, as if looking at an ignorant child.
"What a pity."
"My Daoist Temple has no shortage of gatekeepers."
He pointed at Xiaotian Dog, who was lying at Yang Jian's feet, yawning boredly.
"Besides, you are too noisy."
The moment the words fell.
The invisible pressure from Daoist Temple that wiped out everything came again.
[No--!]
Supreme Heaven only had time to let out a cry of despair.
The next moment, its will, along with all its memories and emotions, melted instantly like ice and snow under the scorching sun, returning to nothingness.
So far, Thousand Worlds Alliance, there is no one left alive.
After dealing with the last bit of noise, Gu Changqing clapped his hands and began to look at the thousands of "raw materials" in front of him.
"Well, the quantity is enough, the next step is styling."
He smiled at his disciples.
"Look carefully, the last step of this Gardening is about overall harmony and beauty."
As he said that, he stretched out his hand and gently shook the thousands of Universe.
Boom--!
An indescribable power instantly enveloped all Universe.
The remaining chaotic Law, broken Space-Time, and meaningless matter inside Universe were all crushed, purified, and transformed into the most Origin energy and structure under this grasp.
Just like a juicer, it filters out all the skin, core, and residue of the fruit, leaving only the most essential juice.
Thousands of Universe shells cracked at the same time.
The core inside it, Origin, turned into more than a thousand bright light groups with different colors and textures, appearing in front of everyone.
Technology Universe turned into a silver-white liquid metal light group, filled with a cold Order feeling.
Magic Universe, turned into a colorful glass-like light group, with elements flowing endlessly in it.
The flame Universe turned into a blazing golden light group, like a small Taiyang.
"Not bad, the materials are all good."
Gu Changqing made a comment, and then started the real "artistic creation".
His hands are like butterflies piercing flowers, freely sketching, holding and rubbing them in Void.
There was no pyrotechnics in his movements.
Sometimes he is like a painter, spreading colors on the canvas.
Sometimes he is like a potter, shaping clay on the turntable.
Sometimes like a weaver weaving a magnificent tapestry.
In his hands, the light groups formed by Universe Origin were continuously stretched, compressed, reshaped, and arranged.
Outside South Heaven Gate.
Yin Jiao and all Immortals and Gods, are already numb.
They watched the group of "immortal disciples" outside the sky fish out one world after another from Chaos and pile it up outside Primordial World.
Their Dao Heart was broken and then put back together, and then broken again after being put together.
By now, they have given up thinking.
They just stared blankly.
Looking at the thousands of Universe wreckage, they suddenly exploded at the same time.
Watching groups of brilliant lights that cannot be described in words appear in the sky.
Then, they saw a hand.
A giant hand that was so big that it was unimaginable, as if it was composed of the entire Universe, appeared in the light group and began... to play with those light groups.
At this moment, the entire Primordial World, all Cultivation creatures that had reached a certain level, all saw this hand.
I saw this creation-like scene.
That hand pulled the silver-white technology Universe Origin into an extremely huge, cold metal star ring, and placed it on the outermost layer of Primordial World.
It crushes the colorful Magic Universe Origin into pieces of gorgeous nebulae, dotted on the inside of the star ring.
It pinches those flames Universe into stars of different sizes, and places them at various nodes of the galaxy according to some mysterious Formation to provide energy for the entire galaxy.
It turns the darkness Universe into a deep background, making the other Stars's lights appear even brighter.
It shaped Supreme Heaven's purest blue Cyan One Origin into a huge canopy-like Stars, hanging directly above Primordial World, serving as the "eyeball" of the entire galaxy.
One by one Stars is lit up.
Galaxy after river is planned.
An unprecedented huge galaxy, with the entire Primordial World as the core and constructed from the essence of thousands of Universe, is slowly taking shape under the gaze of all living creatures!
When the last Stars is placed in place.
Gu Changqing retracted his hand, took a step back with satisfaction, and admired his masterpiece.
Buzz----!
The entire Supreme Star System shook violently and began to move slowly according to the trajectory he set.
Billions of stars light up at the same moment!
The dazzling divine light penetrated Chaos, illuminated the boundless darkness, and bathed the entire Primordial World in a sacred and warm radiance.
At this moment, in Primordial World land, the spiritual energy concentration began to soar at a terrifying speed.
Countless monks who were stuck in the bottleneck broke through on the spot.
Countless spiritual roots and fairy grass are growing crazily.
Ontological Status in the entire world were forcibly lifted up under the light of this star!
In front of South Heaven Gate, Yin Jiao was bathed in starlight, feeling Imperial Dragon Qi's rapid recovery and even faint improvement in his body. He opened his mouth, and finally bowed deeply to the bright galaxy and the giant hand that had long since disappeared.
Behind him, Wen Zhong, Huang Feihu, all Immortals and Gods, and all the sergeants bowed their heads.
Miracle!
This is the real miracle!