Chapter 2474 Upper Domain Temple

One after another.

Within the light gate, figures shrouded in immortal radiance are constantly stepping forward.

There were more than ten people in front of them, all wearing the same Taoist robes, obviously from the same force.

After they stepped out of the light door, their eyes shone brightly and glanced in all directions.

Powerful spiritual thoughts followed and explored the void in all directions.

"This... is Pangu!"

Someone sighed.

"Hey! What a thin fairy energy!" Some people said disdainfully after looking around.

"That's not bad. Most of the immortal energy has been extracted by our holy realm. How much is left in this realm!" Then someone laughed.

"With such thin immortal energy, it's not easy to even advance to the seventh tribulation, let alone the eighth tribulation!"

"That's not necessarily true. After all, this is our root. All the major ancient clans and all the heavenly traditions are rooted here. In these ten thousand years, we must have cultivated many geniuses and produced many powerful people! "

"Genius? Hey! What kind of genius can come out of such a broken place? The most powerful people in the past have all gathered in the Holy Domain, leaving only some trash. Even if tens of thousands of years have passed, who can emerge from this group of trash? What a powerful person!"

"That's right! The supreme beings and emperors of the year have all gathered in the Holy Realm, and with the Immortal Qi being drawn away, the situation in this realm will only gradually weaken. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and it must have been in dire decline. How many eight calamities can there be? Not bad.”

"Besides, compared to the cruel environment of the Holy Land, this place is like a greenhouse. What kind of powerful people can be cultivated!"

They stood in front of the light gate and started arguing.

Most people looked a little arrogant and disdainful.

In their eyes, this world is weak and backward.

"After all, this is our root. The number of cultivators far exceeds that of the Holy Realm. Among so many cultivators, we can always pick out many useful talents."

Among the dozen or so people in the lead, one person stood up.

"Yes, this is our root. I believe that in the past ten thousand years, we, the Yao clan, have developed many talents. With a little training, we will not lose to the people of the Holy Realm."

Among the crowd, one person responded.

"So do I, the Cangjie clan!"

Many people immediately agreed.

"Everyone, the opening of the Holy Realm is a decision unanimously approved by all the Supremes. You don't need to say more here. We came here in advance this time, and we also shoulder a heavy responsibility. We must try our best to find out as much as possible in the past few months. The situation in this world.”

"Many of you are still tasked with revitalizing the clans in this world. Time is running out, so don't waste it here and leave quickly!"

The emperor in front waved his hand and said.

Everyone responded and turned into divine light one after another, heading towards the Eight Wastelands below.

"Huh? What kind of breath is this?"

At this moment, in the Eight Wastelands, at the gate of Randen Temple, the Great Buddha of Freedom was meditating, absorbing the incense. Suddenly, his expression changed, his eyes opened, and he looked towards the vast void above the sky.

When he saw the divine light falling like meteors, his expression suddenly changed.

Those breaths are all from the Eight Tribulations.

And there were hundreds of such divine lights. They did not restrain their momentum, and all of them shined brightly, and the momentum they emitted shook the entire vast sky.

"Eight Tribulations...How come there are so many?"

The Great Buddha was greatly frightened.

In Pangu today, aren’t there only about fifty of the Eight Tribulations? Where did these hundreds of emperors come from?

"Could it be those people who disappeared in ancient times?"

he guessed.

In his time, Pangu's cultivation world was still quite prosperous, with many nine calamities, and many peerless figures among them, known as the Hundred Immortals. However, when he woke up ten thousand years later, this world was already in some decline, and even There are not many eight tribulations.

Whether it was the hundreds of Immortals or the Ten Thousand Emperors that followed, they all disappeared suddenly without a trace.

He had always felt that there was something fishy here, but now it seemed that it was indeed true.

"Damn it!"

He clenched his fists and showed an annoyed look.

These guys didn't come early or late, but they came at this time.

Originally, with his efforts, Buddhism was going to be completely revived and the thirty-three days were suppressed. But now, as soon as these eight tribulations come out, the forces in this world will be reshuffled, giving him the power of Buddhism. Revival adds many variables.

"There must be a reason why these people came back. It's better to avoid the limelight first!"

After pondering for a moment, he immediately rushed out of the hall, stretched out his hand to explore, and he grabbed the entire mountain gate and put it into the small golden tower.

Then, his figure escaped into the void.

At this time, in another part of Bahuang, someone else discovered the vision in the sky.

"My dear!"

In a barren mountain, the old demon emperor emerged from the cave he dug and looked up into the sky. His expression changed.

"Could it be that the old enemies are back?"

he murmured.

"No! Something is wrong!"

He shivered and drew his neck back.

In his heyday, how could he be afraid of those old enemies? He was the invincible Demon Emperor of Evil, but now, he was just a sick cat, and even a little baby could bully him at will.

When he thought of that little baby, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, and veins popped out on his forehead.

That damn boy is so poisonous, he gets into trouble every time.

If it weren't for this kid, he would have almost recovered by now.

"Last time Xuanhuang Pagoda was born early, and now so many people are coming back, something big is going to happen. I'd better avoid the limelight first!"

He quickly retreated into the cave and added multiple magic circles to completely hide the cave.

There are many people in various places in Pangu who have sensed the changes, most of them are emperor-level figures. They look up at the vast void with different expressions.

When those meteors fell and approached Panhuang City, the cultivators on the Bahuang Land also sensed it. They all raised their heads and looked at the sky in shock.

Hundreds of meteors fell from the sky, each one exuding a shocking aura.

This scene shocked everyone in the Eight Wastelands.

"Hahaha! It's coming! It's coming!"

"It's finally here, our Yao clan is about to rise!"

There were cheers from many ancient tribes.

"This breath is..."

As soon as he came out of the West Sea, Tang Hao sensed the strange changes in the vast void. He raised his head and activated his heavenly eyes to look around. When he saw the figures shrouded in immortal glory, his expression couldn't help but change.

"So fast!"

He murmured.

This should be the big change mentioned by the Yao people, and these people are probably the emperors who disappeared in ancient times.

"The forces of Pangu are about to be reshuffled again!"

Tang Hao clicked his tongue and frowned slightly. .

The return of these emperors is definitely not good news for him.

"Go back to the sect first, and then wait and see how things develop!" He pondered for a moment, then sped up and headed towards the Creation Gate.