Chapter 385 The Destined Disaster

At this time, the fairyland was broken, with only half of its heyday left. Mountains and rivers collapsed, the universe turned into dust, and countless rules of order were broken in the war and were no longer complete. This had a huge impact on the fairyland, which would affect the cultivation process of future cultivators, and would be equivalent to cutting off the future and roots of the fairyland.

Fortunately, the world tree of the fairyland was still there, and it was not targeted by the Dark Fairy King. It still stood in the center of the fairyland, with lush branches and leaves, huge and boundless, and stretched its branches towards those severely damaged areas, casting the rules of the avenue like the ocean, stabilizing the mountains and rivers, and sorting out the myriad ways.

After searching the battlefield, Wang Heng, who had nothing to gain, went straight to the world tree of the fairyland.

Although the world tree did not suffer the impact of the Dark Fairy King, it consumed a lot and had been taking action to maintain the stability of the fairyland world and support the fairy king-level war.

If it were not for this world tree, the current fairyland might not even have one-third of its territory left.

You know, there are thousands of Immortal Kings participating in this battle. Since the Emperor's fall, there has never been such a large-scale Immortal King war. It is a miracle that only one Immortal Domain can have half of its territory left.

Wang Heng came to the root of the World Tree and touched the dragon-like World Tree with his hand. A brilliant golden light filled his palm. It was the World Tree rooted in his body that was exerting its strength to supply the origin of the world to the Immortal Domain World Tree.

"Hua La La!"

The endless branches and leaves of the World Tree trembled, blooming with verdant colors and full of vitality.

The state of the Immortal Domain World Tree became stronger and stronger, gradually returning to its peak state.

It was refreshed and was more at ease when dealing with the broken roads of the Immortal Domain.

It and Wang Heng complement each other. One dealt with the broken order rules and sorted out the ten thousand ways, and the other cleaned up the Immortal King rules and resentment left by the fall of the Immortal King.

One man and one tree, with their combined strength, the Immortal Domain avoided the terrible end of the Dharma Ending. Although the territory was reduced, the environment for cultivation was more favorable.

When a whale falls, all things come to life.

The benefits brought by the fall of a strong man are immeasurable. As soon as the war ended, the surviving cultivators sensed the rich essence in the ruined Immortal Domain.

However, most of those who died in the war were Dark Immortal Kings, who carried a large amount of dark matter on their bodies, scattered in the ruined Immortal Domain.

It is not a small project to clear these dark matter, and it takes a lot of time.

Although Wang Heng is strong, he cannot do everything by himself. At present, he still has injuries left when he attacked the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Realm, and he needs to repair them as soon as possible.

After everything was done, he left the World Tree, returned to the kings of the Immortal Domain, and distributed tasks.

The Immortal Domain is in ruins, and if you want to rebuild it, you must spend a lot of manpower and material resources.

Although the immortal kings who stayed behind to carry out the mission were also injured, they were not in such a critical condition. The heavy responsibility of rebuilding the immortal realm fell on them.

After learning their respective tasks, the immortal kings bowed respectfully to Wang Heng and then dispersed.

Wang Heng did not retreat immediately, but walked to a direction where many strong men sat cross-legged with their eyes slightly closed. They were all living beings who were on the verge of death in the war and were rescued.

Pan Wang was among them. Its body was a longevity medicine. It was targeted by the dark immortal kings in the war and attacked by a group. In the end, its body was broken and its soul was almost wiped out. Fortunately, its colleagues in the immortal realm rescued it, and only a trace of its soul remained.

After the war, Pan Wang's residual soul directly took the Emperor Luo Ancient Pill that Wang Heng had given him before. The effect was immediate. The residual soul was gradually growing stronger. It was only a matter of time to recover to its peak.

In addition to King Pan, there are also the Ten Evil True Phoenixes and Kunpeng from the Primitive Ancient Realm, and the three Burial Kings from the Burial Domain. They also fought until only their souls were left. They were saved by an Emperor Falling Ancient Pill and their situation is getting better.

These are seriously injured at the level of Immortal Kings, and there are countless seriously injured at the level of True Immortals. Some Immortal Kings who are in good condition personally take action to treat those True Immortals in critical conditions.

In addition to the seriously injured, there are many corpses in this area, the remains of the Immortal Domain giant King Zhi, the horns of the Ten Evil Sky Horn Ants, the palms of the Burial Kings of the Burial Domain... the broken bodies of many True Immortal cultivators.

These were collected when cleaning the battlefield, waiting for the tribes to which the corpses belonged to come and claim them.

When the Three Realms Army left, they took away a lot. They wanted to take the fallen strong men home and bury them in the Mother Realm.

Many strong men who came to the Immortal Domain to participate in the war from thousands of miles away died of their own tribes, so many of the remains were left here, waiting for the arrival of their own tribesmen.

The lineage of the Sky-horned Ant, in addition to the Sky-horned Ant himself who was ranked among the ten evils, and several of his descendants, all perished. This clan was very brave and was known to be extremely powerful, but under the impact of the tide-like dark creatures, they still died on the battlefield.

Wang Heng sighed, took the fragments of the Yuanmu Ding in his hand, chanted an ancient spell, and touched the power of cause and effect in the dark.

"Buzz!"

In the distant sky, several streams of light flew over, all of which were fragments, falling into his hands. Then, the light of the quasi-immortal emperor bloomed, and the fragments of the Yuanmu Ding in Wang Heng's hand condensed together, emitting a blazing light.

The next moment, an extremely heavy cauldron reappeared. This was the Sky-horned Ant's life weapon, which was restored by Wang Heng.

Then, he told the person in charge of this place that if the Sky-horned Ant clan members came to claim the corpse, they would give them this fully restored Yuanmu Ding together.

Next, Wang Heng took action one after another to repair many remnants. The owners of these remnants were the pillars of the tribe, and they died in the battle of the fairyland. It can be imagined how difficult the situation of the tribe would become after the pillar fell. Wang Heng repaired these weapons to give these tribes more foundation.

Of course, he would let all the creatures and their tribes who had made contributions to the protection of the fairyland get the due treatment in the name of the Emperor of Heaven.

Suddenly, Wang Heng saw a familiar figure. He stood quietly in front of a pile of relics without crying. How could a giant among the fairy kings cry?

However, the sadness in his eyes burst out uncontrollably.

Wang Heng couldn't help but feel a choke in his chest, because the owner of the relics was his acquaintance and had done him a favor.

Once upon a time, Wang Heng had three bodies, and his divine body wanted to enter the fairyland, but he suffered from no way and enemies in the fairyland.

In the difficult situation, it was the Black King who asked Wuzhong to take him with him. In the subsequent practice, the Black King helped him a lot, and Wang Heng always remembered it in his heart.

Before the outbreak of the war between the two worlds, Wuzhong visited Wang Heng. After the Black King got drunk, he said some incomprehensible words, which made Wang Heng alert and guessed that he might be in trouble. At that time, he persuaded the Black King to stay in Hengwang City and not participate in the war.

Unfortunately, the Black King insisted on participating in the war. Fortunately, the war between the two worlds ended and the Black King was safe. However, he still could not break free from the shackles of fate and died in the battle of the fairyland.

A few shiny black furs, a pool of immortal blood emitting crystal light, sparkling, and a golden bell.

This is what the Black King has left. It has no body left, only some blood and a few black hairs survived by chance.

The creature standing in front of this pile of relics is Wuzhong, the most respected master of the Black King, who has followed him to travel around the country and never left.

But now, it is gone, separated by Yin and Yang, its soul has been beaten into nothingness, not a trace of it can be found, even its body has been reduced to ashes, it has completely fallen.

"Senior Wuzhong, the person has passed away, please accept my condolences." Wang Heng didn't know what words to say to comfort him, he was very sad, but he knew that Wuzhong was more sad than him when the Black King got into trouble.

The premonition of the year was still fulfilled, perhaps, this is destined.

Wuzhong nodded gently and replied: "Now, you are the head of the four realms, the Supreme Emperor, and you still call me a senior. If others hear it, it will damage the majesty of the Emperor."

Wang Heng shook his head and said the same thing: "This has nothing to do with cultivation."

Seeing that he insisted on doing so, Wuzhong said nothing more, but sighed.

"Time is sometimes really mysterious, full of fog, and hard to figure out.

Your initial perception was correct. It was in trouble after all. I witnessed the scene of the Dark True Immortal killing Xiao Hei. Unfortunately, I was powerless to save it." Wu Zhong said sadly.

Wang Heng was also sighing. He could imagine the anger and helplessness of Wu Zhong Xian Wang at that time. Even if he wanted to save the Black King, he couldn't do it. He was besieged by the Dark Xian Wang and couldn't get away.

"If its corpse was still there, it could be buried in the land of reincarnation, and one day it might return to this world.

It's a pity that there are only a few hairs and a pool of immortal blood. There is no point in burying it in the land of reincarnation." Wu Zhong whispered.

Wang Heng could hear that there was a hint of inquiry in Wu Zhong's words. Now he is a quasi-immortal emperor with abilities that the immortal king can't imagine, so Wu Zhong wants to know if there is still hope for the Black King to be saved.

Even if there are only a few hairs and a pool of blood left, Wu Zhong is unwilling to give up.

"What the senior said is true. There is no point in burying him in the land of reincarnation.

In a situation like the Black King, even the Quasi-Immortal Emperor can do nothing." Wang Heng answered truthfully.

Hearing this, Wu Zhong sighed and nodded.

"But there is a chance for him to return to the human world." Wang Heng suddenly spoke, turning the tide.

Wu Zhong was not an ordinary person. He guessed what Wang Heng meant after a little hesitation.

"You mean, the land of Tongtian?"

Wang Heng nodded.

"The reason why Wang Heng was able to rise so quickly and have the power to compete with the Immortal King was thanks to the escort of the senior who sent me to the Tongtian Land.

There is a living reincarnation there, and I got a period of ancient time, which helped me rise.

Now, the Black King is dead, but his blood and essence are left behind. Perhaps there is hope for it to enter reincarnation. In this way, after a long time, one day we will see its figure reappear in the world."

"Living reincarnation."

Wu Zhong was moved. Although he had heard the Black King describe what happened in the Tongtian Land, the Black King, a true immortal, naturally did not know much. If there was a living reincarnation in the Tongtian Land, then the Black King might really be saved.

"Once, Senior Wu Zhong and the Six Paths Immortal King had a great enemy in the Immortal Realm and were not allowed to enter the Tongtian Land, but now, these obstacles no longer exist. I think the senior and the Six Paths can go together. This trip is not only to make the Black King reappear, but there may be opportunities for the senior and the Six Paths Immortal King there." Wang Heng gave such a suggestion.

Wu Zhong had no reason to refuse after hearing this. He and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Immortal King had been studying the reincarnation of the human world and had long wanted to go to Tongtian. However, due to the enemy blocking the way, this idea had never been realized.

Now, Wang Heng has risen and suppressed the four realms with the power of the Emperor of Heaven. No one can stop the two from going to Tongtian.

"When are you going?"

Wu Zhong asked. He thought that it would be best if Wang Heng, the quasi-immortal emperor, was present during the trip to Tongtian Land. He had been there once before, and with him around, nothing would go wrong.

"It will be fine later. Please tell the Six Paths Immortal King."

Wu Zhong nodded, put away the Black King's relics, and turned to leave.

Wang Heng watched him go away, with a little expectation in his eyes. Wu Zhong and Liu Dao, one cultivates the Great Way of Time, and the other cultivates the Great Way of Reincarnation. If these two creatures can enter Tongtian Land, they will definitely gain a lot.

After passing through this area, Wang Heng's mind moved, and he stretched out his big hand into the void. No one knew what kind of magical power he used to directly grab the second spiritual root of the heavens hidden in the chaos and nothingness. At this moment, it was extremely weak. In order to help Wang Heng impact the quasi-immortal emperor, it paid a huge price.

Without saying a word, Wang Heng dripped a drop of the quasi-immortal emperor's blood directly on the second spiritual root of the heavens, and the blazing light bloomed, as if it was going to shine into ancient history.

How precious is the blood of a quasi-immortal emperor? Especially for a quasi-immortal emperor like Wang Heng who possesses three systems, his blood is even more extraordinary.

The moment the second spiritual root of the heavens received this drop of blood, it immediately recovered most of its vitality, and it was still recovering at a very fast speed.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist."

The second spiritual root of the heavens said gratefully. In its opinion, after the three imprints returned to Wang Heng's body, the cause and effect between the two were eliminated.

This drop of blood of a quasi-immortal emperor now should be counted separately.

"It's nothing, just a drop of blood. Compared with the help of fellow Daoist, it's nothing at all." Wang Heng waved his hand and said.

Then, the second spiritual root of the heavens told Wang Heng that no matter what, this was a cause and effect, and it would definitely repay it in the future, but now it needed to complete the cause and effect with another living being.

Wang Heng knew that the living being mentioned by the second spiritual root of the heavens was the one who sold fake medicine, and his path was closely related to the second spiritual root of the heavens.

"That's just on the way, come with me."

The second spiritual root of the world did not refuse and nodded.

Afterwards, one person and one medicine came to a fairy temple. There were many people here, and many creatures had gathered. They were all very important people to Wang Heng.

As strong as Wang Heng was, he could make hundreds of dark fairy kings disappear with a glance. His might suppressed the four realms and overlooked the heavens. However, when he walked into this fairy temple, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

First of all, his parents, Wang Gen and Wu Qing, followed by his master, the master of the white restricted area! Luo Mo, Wu Xing, then his two Taoist companions, Qing Yue and Hao Xuan, and finally his biological son, Gen Tian, ​​and his fellow apprentices, all gathered together, waiting for him.