When hundreds of millions of years have passed, traces of hundreds of ancestor gods have disappeared from the chaos.
They were all sealed and sent to a secret place by the ancient gods to wait for the future.
The ancient gods wanted to continue to seal it and let more ancestor gods live, but they were unable to do this.
Just refining those divine coffins and setting up the large array would consume all the top divine materials accumulated in the chaos.
Ruyi Lian could no longer hold on and returned to his palace to recuperate.
Even Cheng Wen has not shown up for many years.
"Are we...are we abandoned?"
The ancestors and gods in the heaven have been waiting eagerly for many years. They have not waited for the ancient gods for a long time, and their faces are all pale.
In recent years, the actions of the ancient gods are no longer a secret.
Facing such a world and environment, they also longed to live and have been waiting, but now it seems that this is a luxury.
"You can't blame others!"
"If you want to blame, you can only blame me for not being at a high level and not worthy of the troubles of those seniors. We should all settle for our destiny."
The sixth Lord of Heaven, ‘Su Ze’, spoke in a low voice and looked lonely.
He is also considered a genius among the ancestors.
After years of hard work, he has gained considerable strength.
Finally, when Lai Lekang abdicated, he successfully ascended the throne and became the new Lord of Heaven.
But before he could show his talents, the Heavenly Court of the Ancestral Gods began to flourish and decline. It was difficult for ordinary people to understand this feeling.
Just like Su Ze said.
The ancestors and gods are fulfilling their destiny.
This power, which was flourishing for a while and represented the ancient gods, is increasingly declining.
Many ancestor gods have left one after another, seeking treasures in the chaos, hoping to cope with possible dangers in cultivation and survive in the world forever.
The impact of the alternation of epochs is becoming more and more cruel, and the dangers of the ancestor gods' cultivation are also appearing frequently.
Nowadays, it is difficult for the ancestor gods to avoid it, and it must be faced.
The vast divine land of the Ancestral God Heaven seems to be covered by dust, and the perfect creatures it has recruited are becoming increasingly rare, which makes people sigh.
In this world, there is indeed no eternal power.
Even as powerful as the Heavenly Palace of the Ancestral God, it will one day decline.
Does this mean the fate of a chaotic future?
The ancestor gods in the world continue to wither.
Many ancestor gods who suffered from the backlash of all the ways collected many treasures to bless themselves, but they were unable to resolve the old diseases in their bodies and perished.
Many new graves appeared in the chaos, just like the strong men who were annihilated in the impact of the alternation of the ages, they slept with the earth.
The cold wind in the chaos blew into the hearts of the remaining ancestor gods, making them feel even colder.
Is this kind of evolution really powerless to change?
"Tomorrow or the accident, no one knows which will come first."
"In the future, you might as well follow me."
At this time, a warm voice blew away the chill.
That was when Wu Zhuo appeared.
He found a group of ancestral gods who had only become a few generations ago, and spoke out like this.
"Lord Wu Zhuo!"
These young ancestor gods all became excited.
these years.
Wu Zhuo walked in the chaos and saved the creatures in danger under the impact of reincarnation of heaven. He has gained supreme prestige, which is completely opposite to the sky.
At this time, the other party's attitude was like a beam of bright light shining in the heart, bringing new hope to these immature ancestors.
These ancestral gods did not hesitate and chose to always be by Wu Zhuo's side.
Wu Zhuo did not deliberately guide and allowed these ancestral gods to practice on their own.
But when he was realizing and meditating, a faint glow, like nectar, penetrated into the bodies of these ancestor gods.
This ray of light was the product of Wu Zhuo's operation method. It did not bring any substantial help to these ancestor gods. It only caused their breath to gradually change as the years passed.
A long time passed.
There are still gods dying in the chaos.
But these immature ancestor gods have always existed, and the old diseases cannot be seen in the bodies of the ancestor gods.
"Can Wu Zhuo help us resolve the dangers of cultivation?"
Some ancestor gods who had been enlightened for many years were watching silently. Seeing this, they showed strange expressions, with disbelief on their faces.
"Lord Wu Zhuo!"
"Can you let me follow you?"
An ancestor god bravely stepped forward and asked anxiously.
During the years when Wu Zhuo was known as his Taoist companion, there were many ancestor gods who ridiculed Wu Zhuo, and he was one of them.
He was also a supporter of the sky.
Now I am naturally anxious to seek help from Wu Zhuo.
In response, Wu Zhuo nodded in agreement without any displeasure.
This ancestor god burst into tears of gratitude, and he had a very intuitive feeling during the years of accompanying Wu Zhuo.
The old illnesses he accumulated in the process of comprehending the ten thousand ways have not only not recurred, but are slowly healing.
Even when he reached the end of his life, he did not die and survived peacefully.
“It really works!”
The speculation came true, which made the old ancestor god extremely excited.
The sound of his words made all the ancestral gods in the various realms of Chaos boil, unable to sit still at all.
One by one, they threw themselves towards Wu Zhuo, saying that they would always be by his side.
In the face of life and death, no dignity or status matters anymore.
Even though Wu Zhuo cannot let them live forever, it is still a good thing if they can live longer.
As time goes by.
There were more and more ancestral gods around Wu Zhuo. Every time he went to a region, there were thousands of ancestral gods accompanying him. The movement was so great that it almost became the center of the world.
However, among these thousands of ancestral gods, there are still withered ones.
But compared to the speed of self-destruction, it is much better.
This undoubtedly moved the ancient gods.
Faced with the calamity of the ancestral gods, they were helpless and could only think of a way to seal it for the future.
Now that the death rate of the ancestor gods has slowed down, is it really Wu Zhuo's doing?
To know.
In their perception, the chaotic environment is still deteriorating.
"Junior brother, is it really you?"
Cheng Wen and Cheng Yi came across the sky and approached Wu Zhuo at close range.
"I am also a member of the Chaos Gods and cannot stand idly by."
Facing the inquiry, Wu Zhuo showed an honest smile.
When the ancient gods took turns to seal the high-level ancestor gods, he was also thinking about how to contribute.
Cheng Wen and his sister were shocked when they heard this and were speechless for a long time.
How terrifying is this little junior brother? He has achieved something that even the ancient gods and gods could not do together.
"Junior brother, your realm is still shallow. If you have a method, you might as well tell us, and I will work with other seniors to sublimate it!"
Cheng Wen wanted to know more, but Wu Zhuo shook his head.
He doesn't want to hide his secrets to build his own reputation.
But he was not sure whether he could protect the Ancestral God around him, because the Withered Ones had appeared in recent years.
And this method.
It comes from the fact that he created a practice method that suits him, which cannot be copied by others.
Knowing this, Cheng Wen couldn't help but sigh.
At first.
Shi Yi once said that Wu Zhuo is related to the future of chaos.
