3237: C3237 The Power of the Lord of the Dao

C3237 The Power of the Lord of the Dao

In the eyes of Worlds Warriors, Meng Fan and Chaos Emperor were two completely different people.

No matter how one looked at it, there was a world of difference between the two of them.

Amongst the top Great Leaders, Chaos Emperor was the longest living being in history. From the Ancestral Age till now, even Ancestor of Human Race, who relied on Destiny of Human s and could not be measured using common sense, had never lived past Chaos Emperor.

And Meng Fan, who was also one of the top giants, was the youngest of all the top overlords.

Nowadays, the various leaders of the Great Way were all regarded as young people, but among them, the Dragon Emperor, Evil Godsun Gang and Immortal King of Impermanence had lived for millions of years, and the younger leaders of the Great Way were Grand Central Emperor and Champion Marquis, who had become famous 150,000 years ago.

On the road to life, Chaos Emperor was the first God King since the era of the Heavenly Dao. He was born invincible, so after cutting down the Origin of Wood, he stepped all the living beings under his feet. He stood at the peak of all living beings and had never fallen down to the altar.

He was born at the end of the Epoch, and there were countless tyrants in the world, so how many hardships would there be for him to rise?

In terms of attitude towards the world, Meng Fan was the absolute one who entered society, and Chaos Emperor was the absolute one who came into this world.

Since then, he had created his Chaos World and hid within it for nearly ten billion years. Only when Hundred-Step Immortal became famous did Chaos Emperor finally find a "soulmate", and it was just like when a person stood at the highest peak of a mountain and saw the distant scenery, but he was unable to communicate with the people at the foot of the mountain because no one could see the scenery, and he was unable to describe it. Suddenly, one day, he found out that another person was standing at the peak with him, enjoying the scenery together.

Because he was invincible, Chaos Emperor became an old urchin who was unrivalled to the point of being bored, luring the strong God King into the Chaos World, or sending him True Meaning of the Great Tao, or maybe, just a toy to waste time.

Chaos Emperor only lived for himself.

He did not have any companions, whether it was Son of Chaos or the Alien Ghost, they were just footmen he had created. They were no different from the vehicles and cannons on the chess board, in his eyes, they were just chess pieces, soulless and impossible to communicate with.

Meng Fan, on the other hand, had been carrying the fate of many from the moment he entered the martial way.

He never lived for himself. He lived for many people.

When he had just stepped into the the Path of Concealment, the three giants of Zen Palace had said several times that Meng Fan had to bear too much of a burden and that he had to bear too many karma. One day, he would be destroyed by the karma he had to bear and be crushed.

However, Meng Fan had survived.

Initially, he had to bear the fate of the entire Dark Alliance.

Then, Era Alliance.

Next, was Heavenly Court of the Future.

If one were to talk about influence, Chaos Emperor's influence from the tens of billions of years of accumulation of Peak of Mortality, to the various types of intervention in Worlds, could not be ignored.

And in such a short period of time, Meng Fan still carried on his back countless of destiny, involving countless karma. His influence on Worlds was even comparable to Chaos Emperor's.

The two of them walked on a completely different path.

Then, where exactly did the two people resemble?

In this world, how many people could see the similarities between Chaos Emperor and Meng Fan?

However, many years ago, someone began comparing Meng Fan and Chaos Emperor.

Many years ago, someone once said that Meng Fan and Chaos Emperor were too similar.

Hundred-Step Immortal had said it before.

Chaos Emperor stood in the midst of the chaos like a violent night.

Meng Fan, standing in the middle of order, was like a pure daytime.

Just what did this mean and how to interpret it, no one could give a perfect answer.

Ancestor of Human Race had also once said that Meng Fan and Chaos Emperor were very similar.

The origin of this information was not clear, nor was it clear.

As for Meng Fan and Chaos Emperor, they had never paid any attention to such opinions.

Just as Meng Fan heard Immortal King of Impermanence's prophecy about him and Grand Central Emperor , he never took it to heart.

Meng Fan did not believe his and Grand Central Emperor 's prophecy because Meng Fan never believed in fate. Meng Fan had always been walking against the heavens, and even the Heavenly Dao could not control the fate of the masses.

As for why Meng Fan and Chaos Emperor's words were similar, the two Divine Kings who stood at Peak of Mortality did not notice them.

The Divine Kings of Heavenly Court of the Future seemed to be able to give an answer.

That was it.

In the eyes of the Divine King of Heavenly Court of the Future, Meng Fan was Meng Fan. He was a supreme existence who stood at the pinnacle of the world, an unrivalled existence.

Perhaps that was the reason.

In this world, there were not many supreme experts who were willing to listen to others say that they were very similar to another person.

The Divine Kings had their own unique ways of doing things. They did not believe in anything and only believed in themselves.

What about Peak Celestial King?

Wang Yin led the group of poets to a few giant stone tablets.

He reached out his hand and gently wiped away the layer of film on the stone monument that had been formed from the immersion of the elixir for many years.

A row of strange talismans was revealed.

Behind him, a few poets saw the drawing of talismans and were stunned. One of them said, "This is … The words of the the Hung Meng Era Divine Clan. "

"This is the word 'life'." But I don't recognize any of the other words. " Another poet frowned, "The language of the the Hung Meng Era Divine Clan is the oldest language. It has been more than ten billion years since then. At that time …"

"There was no poet civilization back then." Wang Yin said, "There's no need to think about it. These words are:

Venerable Nine and Five, Great Emperor of Longevity, sleep here. "

The poets gaped at each other.

Great Emperor of Longevity.

The first chapter of Your Royal Highness.

It was the first overlord in the history of the universe.

He was born in the era of chaos, an era where the laws were chaotic and there was no order in everything. At that time, there was no god race nor Heavenly Dao s.

In the long and chaotic years, Great Emperor of Longevity was born.

He was a product of grandmist.

The most mysterious existence.

In the legends of the King, the one with the least records was none other than because in his time, not even words were born. Not even words were born, everything was still in a state of desolation!

"The Daolord will always sigh with emotion. Why did so many of the heroes who could control the entire world suddenly perish?" Wang Yin's gaze drifted away. "The Dao Lord has always said that if all the heroes from the ancient times were to be born in the same era, how wonderful would that be? And only the person born from this kind of brilliance would truly be qualified to be his representative."

Wang Yin said and waved his hand.0

As the fog around the area dispersed, all the stone monuments were revealed.

Each stone tablet had a different name written on it.

Like smoke.

Haoshui Longzi.

Elephant Lord.

Immortal Emperor Long Chen.

Deep earth.

Including Great Emperor of Longevity, there were a total of six stone tablets.

On the back of each stone tablet, there was an extremely detailed account of the life and deeds of the Celestial King.

"When a person is completely forgotten, he will die. But as long as there are people who remember him, his existence will have meaning. It will have meaning. He will live."

Wang Yin's gaze shifted from one stone tablet to another.

It was as if he was looking at an old friend.

Then.

A stone tablet had cracked open.

A hand stretched out.

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