Chapter 870 Something bad is happening

The process of fusion lasts for one stick of incense.

With the fusion of souls, Xu Changsheng's body began to gradually become transparent.

Until the moment when the souls were completely fused, Xu Changsheng disappeared.

Although he disappeared, Zhao Mu could feel that he was still here... No, he was everywhere.

Because at this moment, Xu Changsheng has once again become the will of heaven in the world.

He is the incarnation of the universe and the cornerstone of the operation of all laws in this world.

He is what people call the Avenue.

The road is indelible.

After a moment, a wisp of dust light descended on the Divine Vein of Creation.

A bright and holy figure appeared in front of Zhao Mu.

"My child, you helped me find my complete consciousness. On behalf of all the creatures in the world, I would like to express my gratitude to you."

A soft light enveloped Zhao Mu, very warm, like a mother's embrace.

The will of Heaven at this moment can no longer be summed up simply in three words: Xu Changsheng.

Xu Changsheng is just a reincarnation of the will of heaven.

But now Xu Changsheng has completely disappeared, and the will of heaven has returned to its original state.

"The way of heaven...or the way of trickery, how should I call you?" Zhao Mu asked.

"I am nameless, formless, causeless, and selfless. I am all the wonderful Dharma and all living beings. A single title cannot sum up everything about me, but I still remember that when I first came into the world, people called me Immortal Ancestor. He is the Great Qian Immortal Ancestor, the first true immortal in the Great Thousand World. At that time, the chaos had not yet been separated, the world was not divided into pure and turbid, and all bloodlines were still in the stage of waiting for nourishment. "

"Then I will call you Immortal Ancestor."

Zhao Mu asked impatiently: "Is the culprit who split the consciousness of the Immortal Ancestor a natural disaster?"

"I don't know his name, but the title of the Master of Natural Disasters seems to fit his identity very well. He is like a walking disaster. Wherever he goes, everything dies, life ceases to exist, earthquakes, floods, landslides, tsunamis, All disasters followed, and even the light of the stars was dimmed because of him.”

"Does he have seven eyes?" Zhao Mu asked again.

"No, he has two eyes, one black and one white, with a touch of gold between his eyebrows."

Black and white eyes, with a touch of gold...

It seems right.

In all likelihood, it is the wanted natural disaster ancestor.

But the dossier said that his seven eyes seemed impossible to hide.

Why do we have two eyes, one black and one white, in the vast world?

Could it be that the person who came to the world to plunder luck was not the complete Ancestor of Natural Disasters, but just one of his clones?

Zhao Mu had a bold guess.

The true form of this natural disaster ancestor had already gone into hiding in order to avoid the pursuit of the Xinghai Immortal Alliance.

But in order to accumulate strength, he created many clones and spread them to many small cultivators in remote areas to plunder their luck. In this way, even if the plan was exposed, at most he would only lose one clone, which would not be harmful to his true body. No impact at all.

"Child, I know you still have many questions. I will share everything I know with you. Your strength has far exceeded the upper limit of the world. Perhaps only you can solve the potential crises faced by the world. , I will entrust this trust to you and give you a certain reward.”

After the Immortal Ancestor finished speaking, he sent a ray of consciousness information directly into Zhao Mu's mind. At the same time, he spread his palm and handed Zhao Mu a miniature building like a museum.

Isn't this the Tiandao Museum that Zhao Mu visited before?

Just give it to yourself?

Zhao Mu remembered that there were many good things collected in the Tiandao Museum.

This wave of profits is quite good.

"Thank you Immortal Ancestor for your gift. I will do my best to protect the peace of the world and eliminate all safety hazards."

"I believe in you kid."

As soon as he finished speaking, the holy light slowly dispersed.

The will of heaven has left.

It has been walking around the world in its incarnation form for too long, and now it wants to return to its own identity and continue to maintain the rules of the world.

After Zhao Mu took over the Tiandao Museum, he began to digest the information shared with him by the Immortal Ancestor.

After combing through it carefully, Zhao Mu had a general understanding.

The cause was 30,000 years ago.

This is the time when the ancestor of natural disasters first appeared in the world.

At that time, the Immortal Ancestor noticed the change, so he transformed into Xu Changsheng and searched for traces of the Ancestor of Natural Disasters as Xu Changsheng.

Starting from this period, the Natural Disaster Ancestor continued to plunder the fortune of the world, causing the fortune of the world to begin to decline rapidly.

But the decline in luck in the world is not a recent event. Strictly speaking, it can be traced back to seven million years ago.

Starting seven million years ago, the destiny of the world has experienced a serious decline.

However, the Immortal Ancestor did not find out the reason at that time, so the matter was left undisturbed.

This is also the fundamental reason why no powerful emperor can be born in the world.

Seven million years ago...

It happened to be the period when the Calamity Ancestor was born.

The time is basically right.

In this way, in fact, the original body of the ancestor of natural disasters should have come to the world once.

But it was probably just passing by at the time.

Thirty thousand years ago was the second critical time point.

The Ancestor of Natural Disasters must have once again set his sights on the world due to some original plan, and sent clones to plunder the luck of the world.

This time, it was more thorough, almost with the purpose of completely clearing the fortune of the universe.

Xu Changsheng, the incarnation of the Immortal Ancestor, found some clues this time.

About three thousand years ago, he traced to the Xianwu Star, where he met the clone of the Natural Disaster Ancestor.

The information shared by the Immortal Ancestor included some memory fragments.

Among them was the full picture of the clone of the Natural Disaster Ancestor.

It was a strange life form hidden under the distorted light, with only two eyes, one black and one white.

It was neither a human nor a demon, neither a god nor a demon, but a kind of apocalyptic life that was similar to that of a severely irradiated one, causing gene breakage and mutations all over the body.

"That's right."

The moment he saw the Natural Disaster Ancestor, Zhao Mu came to the conclusion.

Because he felt a familiar breath on this strange life form.

It was somewhat similar to the breath of his original ancestor's holy body.

Back then, Fang Li's own mutation occurred because of his research on the bloodline of the original ancestor.

There may have been a major mistake in his research direction, and he got himself involved.

But Zhao Mu's Yuanzu Shengti Jue is produced by the system and has no side effects.

Normally, Fang Li's body should have collapsed long ago if it had mutated to this extent.

He is likely to be alive now because of the blessing of luck.

Mutation is a chaotic and disordered process, which is full of uncertainty.

In order to fight against this uncertainty, normal means are not feasible. The only way to deal with it is to use the luck against the sky to gamble on the infinite possibilities to find a suitable mutation route.

The ancestor of natural disasters has been gambling for seven million years, and his body has mutated to an unknown extent.

It is just a clone, and it is impossible to glimpse the full picture of the ancestor of natural disasters.

But Zhao Mu can feel that the strength of the ancestor of natural disasters is probably so strong that it is unimaginable.

Suddenly, Zhao Mu noticed a strange look.

In the memory picture of the immortal ancestor, the black and white eyes of the ancestor of natural disasters seemed to be looking at him through the barriers of space and time.

"Found it! The most perfect container finally appeared. My seven million years of waiting were worth it."

"Your name is Zhao Mu, right? I remember you. No matter where you hide, I will find you."

"Such a perfect body, only I deserve it!"

The voice became weaker and weaker, but Zhao Mu was already sweating.

No way, what's wrong with me?

Being able to spy on my own existence in other people's memories, what kind of magical ability is this?

Zhao Mu suddenly realized that he might have provoked a very terrifying existence.

This is not good.