Chapter 151 Hope
At the same time.
In a hall at the ruins of the old Heavenly Palace.
The Heavenly Palace Immortal suddenly opened his imperial eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Ahem."
He was attacked. All the traces and media left on the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor were cut off by that young man?
He is only at the peak of the Great Sage!
Why does he have such magical powers?
The Immortal's face was ashen, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
Thinking of the scene just now, he couldn't help but tremble.
That young man was too mysterious, and the magical power he used was even more terrifying.
That power was full of familiar breath.
"Is that the power of destiny?"
"How is it possible!"
The Immortal was shocked, his pupils trembled, and the power of destiny he had comprehended in front of that young man was like an ant seeing the sky, ridiculous and overestimating himself.
And the most aggrieved thing was that he couldn't locate that world at all now.
Even revenge seemed out of reach!
"Puff!"
At this moment, the Immortal thought of this and vomited blood again.
It's too frustrating.
There are three thousand worlds in the fairyland. Do I have to find them one by one?
"No, the Emperor of Heaven!"
Suddenly, he seemed to think of something. Regardless of his injuries, he quickly got up to check the figure in the crystal coffin.
But when he couldn't feel the breath of the Emperor of Heaven, the fairy envoy collapsed to the ground.
"The Emperor of Heaven, no breath?"
Completely reincarnated successfully?
No!
"Ah."
At this moment, the fairy envoy's face was full of despair and regret.
The hope of rebuilding the Heavenly Court was completely buried, and it was still in his hands!
Now, how should he explain to the thousands of disciples of the Heavenly Court who are busy outside?
How should he explain to the ancestors of the Heavenly Court!
At this moment, the Emperor of Heaven has completely reincarnated successfully. There is no doubt that all the fates of the previous life will be erased by the young man.
Although the reincarnated Emperor of Heaven at this time is the reincarnation of the Emperor of Heaven, he can be said to be a brand new person!
He will not awaken any memory of the Emperor of Heaven.
"Is there no hope?"
The old man in the Emperor Realm was depressed. He was a powerful emperor, but now he was like an old man in his twilight years.
For him, for the dead Emperor of Heaven, and for the thousands of disciples who were carrying out the plan to restore the Heavenly Court outside.
Their only obsession was to rebuild the Heavenly Court and restore its ancient power.
Appear in the eyes of the people in the Immortal Realm again!
But now, this glimmer of hope seems to no longer exist.
The old man looked gloomy, and his eyes were dull.
Suddenly, a thought flashed in his mind!
No!
Who said that the Emperor of Heaven was dead?
Wasn't he living well in the lower world!
Although he had no memory, he was the reincarnation of the Emperor of Heaven after all, and he could inherit all the inheritance of the Heavenly Court after all!
He could rebuild the Heavenly Court after all!
Thinking of this, the old man suddenly ignited a belief in his heart, and the flame symbolizing hope burned more and more in his heart!
He must be found!
...
Lu Yuan looked at the void not far away, and there were still two great emperors in front of him.
Now, it has dissipated like smoke.
His expression was calm, but there was a hint of surprise in his heart.
With the magical power of the small destiny technique that he had just started, he was able to instantly cut off the traces left by the two emperors.
This is terrible!
Lu Yuan didn't know whether their understanding of destiny was too weak or the small destiny technique he practiced was too strong.
However, it didn't matter.
Because he had erased the traces on Lu Ping'an and cut off the affected destiny.
Lu Yuan turned around and continued to watch Lu Ping'an's memories of this life.
At this moment, the long line of destiny was clearly reflected in Lu Yuan's pupils.
Countless branches intertwined, like a centipede with dense legs!
And the branches of the branches were more like the fluff on the centipede's legs.
Slender and terrifying.
Lu Yuan sank his consciousness into it and began to trace Lu Ping'an's memories.
One life, two lives, three or four lives.
Five lives, six lives, seven or eight lives.
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yuan finally slowly opened his holy eyes.
"Alas."
Thousands of thoughts, all turned into a sigh.
The fate he saw did not have any memory of the old co-lord of the heaven.
Some were just the endless misery of Lu Ping'an in his ninety-nine lives.
And the reason why Lu Ping'an's fate line is so long and there are countless branches.
It is also related to this. After all, it covers ninety-nine times of mortal trials.
In those ninety-nine lives.
Lu Ping'an experienced almost all the pain in the world.
He lost his father in childhood, his mother in youth, his wife in middle age, his son in old age, and so on.
These are just the most basic.
In the memory that Lu Yuan traced back.
Lu Ping'an has also been a cultivator many times.
Among them, there are many who were gifted in the first half of their lives. They were the pride of the sect and were famous in the world of immortal cultivation.
But fate is always impermanent.
His fate was affected in the dark, even if he had a glorious time.
But the price is to fall into a deeper valley!
Endure more heart-wrenching pain.
All the tragedies he experienced were affected by an inexplicable force, so that the haze accompanied his entire life.
Lu Yuan guessed that the immortal envoy should have a good emperor treasure in his hand, which matched his great emperor realm and his understanding of fate.
Therefore, under various effects.
Only then could he lay out this plan to let divinity annihilate humanity.
However, if this succeeds, the Emperor of Heaven will almost certainly go one step further, give birth to perfect divinity, touch that threshold, and rebuild the Heavenly Palace.
But unfortunately, since Lu Yuan is involved, they will fail.
What annoyed Lu Yuan was that there was a hidden story in Lu Ping'an's last life.
His father died unexpectedly, not accidentally.
He was persecuted by the monks.
His mother died of illness, also because of the monks.
It was not an illness.
That day, Lu Ping'an and his mother met a man killed by a monk on the mountain.
He was immediately grief-stricken.
The trace of death on the man's body entangled his mother, causing this already weak and sick woman to fall completely and be bedridden.
According to Lu Yuan's tracing, the monk who killed Lu Ping'an's parents was one of the monks who massacred the entire Xingfu Town that day.
Except for the leader whose soul Lu Yuan searched, all the other errand disciples who bullied Lu Ping'an in Biqing Sect were actually related to the Demon Sect!
After Lu Ping'an's cultivation was abolished, he wandered in the city and competed with those beggars for food.
Little did he know that those beggars had been bribed and bewitched to act as spies of the Demon Sect.
All of this was so coincidental, and it was all inseparable from the Blood Demon Sect.
They were all affected by fate invisibly and bullied Lu Ping'an.
No one could escape the control of fate.
All the creatures in the entire cultivation world were like prey.
They were firmly stuck on the spider web.
And the invisible spider at the top of the spider web.
It was constantly swallowing and spitting out spider silk, continuing to expand the spider web, preparing to firmly control these prey.
Lu Yuan exited this state and reappeared in this void.
He looked at the long silk thread in front of him calmly.
Then he activated the small fate technique, and in an instant, the short blade appeared again.
Lu Yuan waved his hand lightly, and cut off most of the thread of fate!
This large part turned into starlight fragments and slowly dissipated into nothingness.
Lu Ping'an's previous ninety-eight experiences turned into nothingness and no longer existed in this world.
Not only that, everything about him was completely erased from the minds of countless people in the ninety-eight generations by a magical force, and was forgotten.
After doing all this, Lu Yuan smiled faintly and disappeared from here in an instant.
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