Help! This savior is too stupid!

If it were any other supreme origin, this matter might still be controversial.

Only the supreme origin representing "weakness" must be left to the Ghost Emperor.

The reason is very simple: they are afraid that the Ghost Emperor really cannot master the other origins...

The Sky Emperor spoke.

"If I remember correctly, in the Land of Origin, Jian Tu and Wu Yuan said during their battle that seeking within oneself is the true path of the strong. Now that we have cultivated to this level, do we still need the Supreme Origin to become stronger?"

“Of course, it’s okay to seek the truth from yourself, but the prerequisite is that you have to reach that level first before you are qualified to seek the truth from yourself.”

Jiang Bai waved his hand, "The matter of Jian Tu has no reference value. That guy is even more rebellious than you..."

"Also, our world today still has some problems. Of course, they are just a little bit. As long as we fix these problems, we will have a smooth journey..."

In this matter, Jiang Bai once again began to act as a riddler.

The other two Heavenly Emperors were already used to it and were too lazy to waste their breath on it.

"First master the fragments of the Supreme Origin, then surpass it, right?"

"right."

Jiang Bai pointed forward, "The nine hundred great worlds are actually fake. The real fragment of the Supreme Origin will appear in a small world and will only fully appear in the world under two circumstances."

"The first scenario is when the Small Thousand Worlds are completely heading for destruction, and they will appear in a disaster."

"The second situation is when the Small Thousand World becomes strong enough to be upgraded..."

Of these two situations, it is obvious that Pure Land will only choose the second one.

"That small world only has one continent. Apart from the sun and the moon, there are no other stars and no cultivators. The path to immortality is a dead end. There are many warriors who can forge their bodies, but not many who are blessed with good fortune. They are also the weakest in the small world. If left unchecked, the main timeline will most likely self-destruct in three to five years."

The reason for the existence of the small thousand worlds is to continuously absorb energy from the outside world.

Once the speed of absorbing energy cannot keep up with consumption, the body will become weaker little by little until it can no longer be sustained. After collapse, it will become food for other worlds.

The two Heavenly Emperors understood the situation and asked,

"What do you need us to do?"

"Here is a method of incarnation that allows you to separate a strand of your mind and spirit, invest it in this world, and walk in the small world incarnation, tidy up the human world, kill the demons, strengthen your luck, and fight for more energy supply..."

For the vast universe, the strength of a strong man does not affect the height of the world.

The Small Thousand Worlds is different because the ceiling is too low. Once a strong person in the Small Thousand Worlds breaks through, it is easy to break the ceiling and drive the entire world forward.

Jiang Bai had no idea where he had copied the incarnation technique from, but it allowed the two Heavenly Emperors to split themselves into two bodies while busy with their important tasks, thus accomplishing two things at the same time.

"Of course, if you are not afraid of death, you can also try to do it yourself."

As the Emperor of Heaven, dying in the Small Thousand Worlds would be a shame even if he could be resurrected.

Emperor Wu Tian did not respond to Jiang Bai's provocation, but asked, "What about you?"

"Look at what you said."

Jiang Bai smiled. After Han Chan's remnant's counterattack, how could Jiang Bai dare to divide his attention now?

Any distraction from his mind would be fatal to Jiang Bai, and he must eliminate it on the spot!

Therefore, Jiang Bai had only one choice: to do it himself.

That’s all I have to say. Time in that small world flows very quickly. Jiang Bai has already wasted enough time and must hurry up.

Jiang Bai took a step forward and appeared outside the Small Thousand Worlds. He turned into a stream of light, and the aura in his body continued to drop until he completely turned into a mortal. No one knew where he ended up.

Small Thousand Worlds·Jialuqi

This continent was originally in chaos and darkness. There was no hope at all. Everything was lifeless and seemed to be sliding towards the abyss bit by bit.

It was under such circumstances that a monster suddenly appeared in the human race.

Suppress evil spirits, slay evil spirits, govern mountains and rivers, establish a country, name it Daduan, gather hundreds of races, unify rivers and mountains, standardize weights and measures, and write...

This evildoer created everything from nothing to everything in just seventeen years, when he was only thirty-three years old!

Just when everyone thought that this great and heroic lord would lead the entire continent forward...disaster suddenly struck.

There were three blood-red meteors in the sky.

The people from the Imperial Observatory had no chance to explain to His Majesty what these three blood-red meteors meant.

That great and powerful leader who was blessed with great fortune died suddenly in the Golden Throne Hall!

The world is in chaos again!

Inside the Daduan Palace.

Jiang Bai yawned, rubbed his eyes, put down the daily record in his hand,

"So, everything is here?"

An old man with a white face and no beard said softly, "Reporting to the Imperial Master, the daily records of the Great Duan Ancestor are all here, recording the words and deeds of the Great Duan Ancestor without any omissions."

Jiang Bai recalled all the contents of the diary in his mind and opened his eyes again.

"If I remember correctly, it is now the twelfth year of Zhenyuan?"

"right."

The chief eunuch in the palace added,

"It has been twelve years since that bloody meteor descended upon the world."

And this national teacher in front of him...suddenly appeared in the world twelve years ago.

The Great Duan Dynasty had no past information about the other party. Maybe there were mistakes when counting the population that year, maybe some people changed their appearance, or maybe... it was that bloody meteor.

In any case, it only took the other party twelve years, in the chaotic court, for a helpless, powerless guy with unknown origins to become the Grand Master of the Great Duan.

No matter how many questions the eunuch chief had in his heart, he had to keep them to himself.

"I see."

Jiang Bai waved his hand, signaling the other party to leave.

It's late at night.

Although the affairs of the Great Duan Dynasty seem to be a mess, it is not difficult to sort them out.

Because Jiang Bai possesses the basic qualities to be a good national teacher - he is detached from low-level worldly needs.

only...

Jiang Bai retracted his gaze and looked at the bamboo tubes and books on the table again, his expression becoming increasingly cold.

"How the hell is this the Great Duan Taizu..."

"This is the fucking Demon Lord!"

......

(Sleep, yeah.)