At this time, Yu Ziqing had time to look at everything around him.

The entire interior of the small temple seemed to have lost its color, except for the red cloth covering the Sun-Destroying Demon's tablet, which was still as bright and eye-catching as if soaked with blood.

There is not even a shred of spiritual energy here, and there is no sense of life.

The small temple itself is like a temple in the desert. It has been deserted for thousands of years and has not been contaminated by the breath of living things.

No, it is further than that kind of ruins, more like dead.

Yu Ziqing was a little surprised. The speed of the Sun Destroyer Demon's progress was really shocking.

"Is the Liuyang Demon dead?"

"He is approaching death, but has not yet reached death."

"Have you found a way to send him to death?"

"We're still trying. The most we can do is let him set foot on the road."

Yu Ziqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, good guy, luckily it's not finished yet.

Otherwise, if the Yang-Destroying Demon can kill the Yang-Liuing Demon, he will probably find a way to kill himself and send him to his own death.

The Sun Destroyer's only obsession now is to chase death. If he really achieves it, this obsession will be resolved.

What will happen then, no one can guess out of thin air.

"I have something I want to ask you.

Among the gods who followed the camp of the gods back then, they were the strongest ones.

Do you know their full real names, or their given names?"

"I remember all the names, but I only remember the complete real name of one who once followed me.

When he followed me, he gave his real name."

The Sun-Destroying Demon recited the other party's complex and lengthy real name with weird syllables, some of which were even inaudible.

Only the soul can capture that rhythm and resound that syllable in the soul.

The Sun-Destroying Demon took half a stick of incense to recite before he could complete the extremely complicated recitation of his true name.

Yu Ziqing frowned slightly and completely recorded this real name in his mind.

Is the complete true name of a once powerful god so complicated?

The moment he heard this real name, the information corresponding to each syllable appeared in his mind.

It was as if he saw an epic scene of Mo Lake emerging in his mind.

He probably understood that this was what this god had experienced.

His real name encompasses these things.

There are even some scenes of the model lake at the end, which should be the god's final fall into the deep sea.

And it stands to reason that the Sun Destroying Demon may not know this.

"Will this complete real name change?"

"Yes, it will continue to grow as time goes by.

He personally dedicated his real name to me, and I will always have the complete real name.

It's a pity that I recited his complete real name, but he didn't respond to me or respond to my call.

I also want to take him with me when I die.

After all, he was once considered my subject.

It’s really shameless and a wasted opportunity.”

Yu Ziqing was about to speak but stopped, thinking that no brainless fool would want this kind of opportunity.

"Tell me everything you know about the names of other gods."

After the Sun-Destroying Demon mentioned all the names he knew, Yu Ziqing compared what he knew and roughly had a definite range.

He cupped his hands.

"Okay, I'll leave first. You can continue to do your business."

After walking out of the small temple of the Sun-Destroying Demon, a sound outside seemed to suddenly appear.

Every sound is full of life, even a little too noisy.

Everything I looked at looked like the saturation was too high and the colors were too bright.

What's more, a feeling like being reborn boiled in his heart, making him greedily enjoy everything around him. Even the faint smell coming from the street corner seemed to have a fresh taste.

Yu Ziqing's mind was greatly shocked. This violent mood swing that was difficult to suppress was too strong.

He looked back at the small temple. On the surface, he still looked the same as before.

He understood that this was the sun-destroying demon moving further and further, and the place where he was, as he realized it, had vaguely transformed into the prototype of a domain.

There was only pure death, nothingness, and loneliness, not even the smell or noise.

That feeling was much stronger than when Yu Ziqing once stepped into the world of death.

Maybe the Sun-Destroying Demon can really walk out of such a path instead of wandering outside and touching the threshold.

Yu Ziqing turned around and left the small temple. Before leaving, he told the Riddler here that no one should enter the small temple in the future.

Ordinary people are afraid that the moment they enter a small temple and see the tablet of the Sun-Destroying Demon, they will already begin to die.

…

In the East China Sea, the last group of dragon clan members also began to leave the East China Sea and head to the South China Sea.

Several sea tribesmen in the sea abandoned their foundations in the East China Sea and followed the dragon tribe away.

The evil cultivators in the East China Sea are targeted by the dragon clan and the sea clan in the entire East China Sea. It can even be said that they are targeted by the creatures in the entire East China Sea.

Now it is almost certain that he is dead.

When this wave ends, the atmosphere in the East China Sea is completely cleared, and ordinary monks are afraid of being led into evil ways.

In the past, Donghai was quite chaotic, with three religions and nine streams mixed together, but now it has become a lot more harmonious.

Things like killing people and grabbing treasures have become particularly rare.

It seems that in just one year, people here have started to behave morally.

There were also some more astute monks who realized that the Dragon Clan had gone to the South China Sea and had lost their foundation here, so they quietly ran away and stayed away from the East China Sea.

With fewer people, the atmosphere in the East China Sea will naturally become better.

On the east coast of Dali, Li Huang stood on the beach, looking at the endless East China Sea.

"It's about to begin."

"The Dragon Clan has done a lot. Now the East China Sea is a huge buffer zone, which can buy a lot of time."

After Emperor Li died, Prince Dali replied in a deep voice.

"We need time, and those guys in the deep sea naturally need time too.

For the sake of Da Li, I can't wait any longer.

After I advance, you can prepare for the enthronement ceremony."

"Father, do you want to try it now?"

"It's enough.

It has been some time since I mastered the precious art of Nirvana.

In fact, I have never quite understood the function of this magic.

Until, I met the old Emperor Zhen who had entered the tenth level.

I met the tenth-level Lao Qianhuang.

I met the then Emperor Dui.

Only then did I realize that I had greatly underestimated this precious skill.

This treasure technique is not a means of killing and protecting the Tao.

It was me who went astray before.

This is just a means to find the way.

All laws in the world are reflections of truth.

The process from the reflection of truth to the nirvana of truth is a path of cultivation.

At that moment, Lao Qianhuang seemed to have all kinds of magic coming to him, and every move he made could influence all kinds of magic.

It was at that moment that I finally understood the true meaning.

Now, I will start to move from reflection to truth.
To be continued...