Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

The Illusionary Lord’s expression remained unchanged, he just silently replied in his heart: “I don’t want to do that either, I really don’t want to see Master make the same mistake again.

His character in this life makes him too vulnerable to Hongjun and Chuangshi's schemes. If I don't take drastic measures now, more than just thousands of worlds will be destroyed in the future."

"Big Brother, what happened back then?"

The voice in my head was full of doubt and confusion.

"My strength was low back then, and I was killed by the energy torrent in the first place. I have no idea what happened back then. Can you tell me about it?"

The Lord of Phantom Sky was silent for a moment, as if he was recalling some painful past events.

After a long while, he slowly spoke, his voice carrying a trace of sadness and helplessness: "Master, he... was plotted against by Hongjun and Chuangshi. They took advantage of Master's compassion for all living beings and set a huge trap. In order to save the universe and all living beings, Master finally..."

At this point, the voice of the Lord of Phantom Sky choked, and it seemed that he could no longer speak.

The voice in my head asked anxiously, "What happened in the end? Master...what happened to him?"

The Illusionary Lord took a deep breath and suppressed the grief in his heart.

He continued, "Master, in order to save the universe and all living things, sacrificed himself. He transformed himself into Taoism and became the foundation of the universe, forever protecting the world he created."

"what?!"

The voice in my head was filled with shock and disbelief.

"Master, he...he actually..."

The voice of the Illusionary Lord became low and hoarse: "Master's sacrifice brought peace to the universe, but it also allowed Hongjun and Chuangshi to get what they wanted."

Bai Yun was still immersed in his own sorrow, not noticing anything unusual about the Lord of Illusion.

He still knelt on the ground, praying silently in his heart, hoping that those destroyed worlds could be reborn soon.

……

"Aren't you asking me why I'm so ruthless?"

The voice of the Illusionary Lord interrupted Bai Yun's thoughts. Bai Yun slowly raised his head, his eyes full of doubts.

The Illusionary Lord sighed and said, "You know, the entire universe should have been destroyed billions of years ago. It was a person who sacrificed himself to save the universe."

"who's that person?"

Bai Yun's voice trembled, and he vaguely felt that this matter seemed very important to him.

"My master, Yuan Tian Dao Zun..."

The eyes of the Illusionary Lord were blurred, as if he was lost in distant memories, and his voice was low and hoarse.

"He is so powerful that no one in the universe can match him. Only the Hongjun Patriarch of the Primordial Universe and the God of Creation of the God Realm can be compared to him."

Bai Yun was shocked when he heard this. Each of these three names was like a myth or legend, representing supreme power.

He could hardly imagine what kind of earth-shattering story had happened between these three peak powerhouses.

"The Origin Heaven Realm was once on par with the Primordial Realm and the God Realm, and was the highest plane in the universe..."

The voice of the Lord of Phantom Sky carried a hint of nostalgia.

"But after countless epochs, the God of Creation actually came up with the crazy idea of ​​restarting the universe! He wanted to merge the power of creation and destruction and become the supreme being above everything else!"

He paused, his tone filled with grief and indignation: “The God of Creation was unwilling to destroy the God Realm himself, so he turned his attention to the prehistoric universe… That battle was earth-shattering!

Patriarch Hongjun finally faked his death and escaped, but at the last moment he detonated the entire prehistoric universe. Twelve hundred and ninety-six hundred middle and high-level planes, under the pull of the great array of stars in the sky, turned into a torrent of destruction! "

"The supreme plane exploded, and its power was enough to destroy everything! The God of Creation suffered a severe blow, and countless planes and worlds trembled and annihilated under the impact of the destructive energy..."

The voice of the Illusionary Lord trembled, "My master, Yuantian Daozun, witnessed all this and was heartbroken. In order to protect those weak worlds, he resolutely turned Yuantian Realm into a shield of the universe to resist the impact of destruction!"

He took a deep breath, tears flashing in his eyes: "The Source Heaven Realm, the once glorious supreme plane, has fallen...

But this was just the beginning! Countless lives died in the impact, and their souls had nowhere to rest... The master couldn't bear it, so he transformed himself into reincarnation and integrated his soul into the laws of the universe!

He used his own life to build a reincarnation channel, allowing the dead to be reborn... From now on, the reincarnation of all the heavens and worlds will be transformed by my master!"

Bai Yun was so shocked that he could not speak for a long time.

After a long time, he seemed to suddenly think of something, raised his head abruptly, and asked anxiously: "You just said that Hongjun...faked his death?"

The Illusionary Lord took a deep breath and nodded slowly, with a trace of sadness and anger in his eyes: "Yes, all of this is the calculation of Hongjun and the God of Creation!

They fought for countless epochs, and their strengths were equal, so neither could defeat the other. But they were all afraid that my master Yuan Tian Dao Zun would take advantage of them, so they teamed up to plot against my master! "

"Hongjun deliberately injured himself and was on the verge of death, and finally 'self-destructed' the prehistoric plane. In fact, he completely broke free from the constraints of the prehistoric heavenly way by annihilating and restarting, and gained the possibility of further progress.

The God of Creation also gained a trace of the source of destruction through this "restart of destruction" and also saw the possibility of a higher realm."

The voice of the Illusionary Lord became low, with a hint of powerlessness: "They are just acting! They all got what they wanted, but my master sacrificed everything he had to protect this universe!"

"Now, they are all in an endless sleep, absorbing and refining the gains from this 'war'. When they wake up again, they will surely break through their current realm and reach a whole new height!"

Having said this, the Lord of Phantom Sky clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deeply into the flesh, but he was completely unaware.

In the mind of the Lord of Illusionary Space, a clear voice sounded again, with a hint of anxiety and worry: "Big Brother, what are you doing? Do you really want to awaken Master's consciousness now? You will cause Master's cultivation to be interrupted, and even cause uncontrollable consequences!"

The face of the Lord of Phantom Sky was as gloomy as water. He looked up at the sky, as if he could see the sleeping God of Creation and Hongjun through the endless void.

He took a deep breath, and said in a low but firm tone: "Little Junior Brother, don't you feel it? There is no time! Hongjun and the God of Creation are about to wake up. The whole universe has begun to be filled with their power!"

The clear voice was filled with confusion: "But we have to believe in our Master. Since he has chosen this path, there must be a reason for it..."

"Believe in Master?"

The Illusionary Lord smiled bitterly, with a trace of pain and helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"Do you know how many times Master has reincarnated in order to retrieve the souls of all of us in the Origin Heaven Realm, send us to reincarnate, and then protect us to awaken our true selves?"

The voice in my head was silent for a moment, as if thinking about the answer to this question.

"For us, for this universe, Master has reincarnated at least trillions of times!"

The voice of the Phantom Lord trembled, with a trace of unspeakable sadness.

The voice in my mind finally sounded again, with a hint of trembling and disbelief: "Ten thousand...trillions of lives? How...how is this possible..."

The Illusionary Lord smiled bitterly: "Nothing is impossible! In order for us to survive, for this universe to continue to exist, Master... He has paid too much!

Now, Hongjun and the God of Creation are about to wake up, but Master is still trapped in the cycle of reincarnation and cannot wake up. If these two knew Master's current situation, do you think they would let Master go?"

"Big Brother, what you mean is..." The voice was filled with a hint of fear.

"I must wake up my master! No matter how great the price I have to pay, I must wake him up!"

The voice in my head fell silent.

"Now, Master's true spirit has completely dimmed and has been completely lost in the cycle of reincarnation!"

"I originally thought that in the three reincarnations, Master could comprehend the true meaning of reincarnation and thereby awaken all the memories of his previous lives. However... Master's true spirit has been covered in dust for too long, and he has completely forgotten his identity as Yuantian Dao Zun, his former glory, and even us..."