The void is a cemetery drained of sound and color.
One hundred thousand Immortal Army were frozen in place, like one hundred thousand stone sculptures that had been weathered for hundreds of millions of years.
Their Divine Soul, their Dao Fruit, and their pride as Heavenly Tide Immortal Dynasty elites were all bitten into pieces and swallowed by the black dog in the most primitive and brutal way in just that short moment.
Dharma Boat On the deck.
The picture is even more absurd to the extreme.
Xiaotian Dog let out a satisfied burp and lay lazily on the side of the boat, half-squinting his eyes as if he was savoring the taste of the "appetizer" just now.
Beside it, two "pets" lay side by side.
On the left is the Pureblood Qiongqi that has just been forcibly "changed".
This the Firmament ferocious beast has the instinct to devour and Destruction flowing in its blood, but at the moment it is as docile as a Tabby Cat that has just been weaned. Its huge head is pressed tightly against the deck, its wings are folded, and it does not even dare to take a breath. It just uses the corner of its eye to glance at the "big brother Number One" beside it in awe.
On the right, is Hongjun.
Primordial World Dao Ancestor of the past, Supreme that fits Heavenly Dao exists.
He is still wearing the simple Daoist Robe, his beard and hair are all white, and he has an immortal demeanor.
But around his neck, there was a rough hemp rope.
His eyes were as empty as two deep wells that had been silent for eternity.
"Number Two, you must have the consciousness of Number Two."
Xiaotian Dog lazy Divine Sense, sounded in Qiongqi's mind.
"Learn from your big brother, be calm, restrained, know when to lie down and when to wag your tail."
Qiongqi's body trembled suddenly and he buried his head lower.
Wagging tail?
These three words, like three red-hot irons, were scorched hard on Hongjun's already numb Divine Soul.
He is lying here.
Feel the cold touch of the deck.
Feel the rough friction from the hemp rope around your neck, which symbolizes slavery and humiliation.
He did not look at Qiongqi beside him.
Nor did I go to see the one hundred thousand soulless Immortal Army.
His consciousness was engaged in a battle between heaven and man that no one knew about.
He was Heavenly Dao.
Word-Manifested Law, if you think about it, all worlds will come and go.
He once looked down at all living beings, and in his eyes, Sage was just a slightly larger ant.
But now?
He became a dog's pet.
Or "Number One".
Just now, another "Number Two" came.
How could a flat-haired beast be worthy of being placed alongside him?
humiliation.
Endless humiliation, like Chaos Karmic Fire, burning every inch of him Divine Soul.
Dao Heart, cracking every inch.
He has thought about it more than once, detonating True Spirit and perish together with this world.
With the dignity of Dao Ancestor, he can do the most heroic things, and he has been in charge of an era in vain.
But...
He didn't dare.
No, it can't be.
In that seemingly ordinary Daoist Temple, sat a being that could not be described in words, Tao, or any known concepts.
That existence, just a thought, deprived him of everything he had as Heavenly Dao.
With just a finger, this piece of Abandoned Heaven Wasteland fell into a "ban" at the conceptual level.
Die?
In front of that existence, perhaps even the qualification to "die" is a gift.
He has no doubt that as long as he makes the slightest move, his existence will be completely erased from the past, present, and future, and all Timeline in the next moment.
It's as if it never appeared.
The fear of "nothing" is far more terrifying than death itself.
Therefore, he can only live.
Live like a dog.
At this moment, he felt the slight trembling of Qiongqi next to him.
That ferocious beast seemed to be trying to please its new owner. The tail covered with black scales behind it began to swing from side to side very slightly.
For a moment.
Again.
The movements were jerky, full of fear, but also filled with A Trace flattery.
This action was like a silent hammer, hitting Hongjun's last line of defense.
He saw that Xiaotian Dog seemed very satisfied and made a "gurgling" sound in his throat, as if he was snoring.
Hongjun's body froze.
Deep in his empty eyes, A Trace's violent and extreme struggle flashed across.
Who am I?
My name is Hongjun.
My name is Dao Ancestor.
I...
He slowly, slowly, turned his head and looked at Qiongqi, who was wagging his tail clumsily.
Qiongqi on the other end also felt his gaze, his movements froze, and his eyes showed even more intense fear.
Hongjun suddenly understood.
On this ship, in this world.
Nothing Dao Ancestor.
There are no vicious beasts.
Only...Number One, and Number Two.
Live.
Stay alive at all costs.
Only by living can you have unlimited possibilities.
Even if this possibility requires crushing all dignity.
On top of his long-broken Dao Heart, a brand new Great Dao named "Gou" is quietly sprouting and quickly occupying all the cracks at a terrifying speed.
He slowly withdrew his gaze.
Then, all the Temple disciples on the deck, as well as the hundreds of thousands of the Immortal Army in the distance, looked at them in disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost.
Hongjun, this was Primordial World Dao Ancestor.
The body behind him that should be as motionless as Divine Mountain, the end...
Gently, it shook.
The movements are more jerky and stiff than Qiongqi.
But, it shook.
Xiaotian Dog opened his eyes half-closed, glanced at Hongjun, and then at Qiongqi.
Its Divine Sense, with the joy of A Trace, sounded in the minds of the two pets at the same time.
[Children can be taught.]
At this moment, in the void, a True Immortal general named Heavenly Tide Immortal Dynasty could no longer withstand this extreme mental impact.
He Dao Heart collapsed completely, let out a shrill scream, turned around and wanted to turn into a stream of light and escape.
However, he just moved.
A cold, emotionless gaze fell on him.
Yang Jian holds Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade and steps out from Dharma Boat.
He was suspended in the void, Heavenly Eye opened and closed, and the golden light flowed, sweeping across the one hundred thousand Immortal Army below like frightened birds.
His voice, like ten thousand years of black ice, exploded in everyone's Divine Soul.
"Master Daoist Sanctuary Qingjing, how can you tolerate such noise."
"Your Immortal Body, armor, weapon, Cave-Heaven..."
"They all belong to me Primordial World."
"Today, it is up to me to liberate you..."
The moment the words fell.
Behind Yang Jian, one, ten, one hundred, ten thousand... endless golden idols rise from the ground!
Each idol seems to be carrying a Universe, and the suppressive power makes the entire void begin to wail and collapse!
Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force!
A bloody harvest targeting one hundred thousand Immortal Army is about to begin!