Peerless God of Cultivation

Chapter 188

188 Global Shock [II]

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Fortunately, there was a process for the increase of the planet, so that the people inside the building could run out in time, unlike the sudden and strong earthquake, so the number of casualties was not in the hundreds of millions as imagined, but the global total was still quite large, with at least tens of millions of casualties.

Compared with previous natural disasters, the casualties caused by this heaven and earth change were indeed astonishing to the extreme, but the benefits to future generations were equally immeasurable.

The bronze gate was completely disintegrated in the beam of light, and the golden beam of light rising into the sky did not know where to extend, but its foundation was rooted in the air hundreds of meters above the sea.

There, a pattern composed of hundreds of millions of seven-color light symbols, with a diameter of more than 100 meters, slowly rotated according to a certain trajectory.

“This is... this is a teleportation formation!”

Shocked voices came from afar, and silhouettes appeared abruptly. There were thousands of people in the blink of an eye, but the powerhouses from all major forces in the world couldn’t even recognize a few. The thousands of people that followed also included all kinds of races. Thousands of them stood on the side of the Yanhuang cultivators. The aura fluctuations exuded from them were also true essence, but the intensity made everyone tremble with fear.

Before Chen Han fell from the air, Residual Blood grabbed him in time and placed him on his flying sword. When Residual Blood glanced at some of the people headed by the crowd, his face suddenly turned ashen.

“Senior, what’s the matter? Do you know these people?” Chen Han quickly transmitted his voice.

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“I know, of course I know.”

Residual blood turned to the side intentionally or unintentionally, and blocked himself with other people. The voice transmission was full of shock: “You all know the strongest of those people, but you just don’t know the name. That emperor’s crown and golden robes A burly man, his name is Ying Zheng, also known as Qin Shi Huang in later generations, do you know him?”

Boom!

As if his head was struck by lightning, Chen Han only felt that the whole time and space seemed to be confused. The ins and outs of things.

The Tribulation of Heaven’s Wrath used to be the time when the Seven Kingdoms were fighting for hegemony. Countless powerhouses died of unfortunate fates. The rules of heaven and earth were changed, and there was no powerhouse beyond the Nascent Soul stage.

At the same time, there were some special places in the world, where the influence of the rules of heaven and earth has been greatly reduced, which could break through the shackles of the Nascent Soul, but it was not so easy to come out after entering.

The enchantment opened once every five hundred years, on the one hand, abandons the vast root of Yanhuang, and on the other hand has more powerful power, so some people choose to stay in Yanhuang, and many people choose to migrate.

Among them, most of Yanhuang’s sects, aristocratic families, royal families, and princes have entered the top of Kunlun, only a small number of aristocratic families only send a small number of people, and the rest remain in the secular world.

Until the Tianxuan Zhenlong Box was opened, the rules of heaven and earth were restored, and at the same time, the broken bronze gate made the enchantment of those special spaces unfettered, and these forces that migrated in that year could finally enter and leave at will.

“Is their cultivation very strong?” Chen Han sounded in shock.

“I don’t know how strong the restrictions on the top of Kunlun are, but it is definitely beyond the Nascent Soul stage, and I can’t contend against it.” The residual blood’s tone was full of depression and helplessness.

“The world is about to change...”

Chen Han took a deep breath and shook his head with a wry smile: “With their existence, it is impossible to allow Yanhuang to be in charge of the four great families and Tianlong, and the former superpowers will surely fall to the lower level. Losing the shackles of the rules of heaven and earth, the cultivator’s The limit of the realm will be greatly improved, and the gap with the civilians will be even wider, according to this estimate...”

monarchy!

centralization!

Heartbeat stage could fight against ordinary ordnance weapons, Jindan stage was fine even if it was bombed by shells, Yuan Ying stage cultivator could even fight against conventional missile attacks.

However, what if it was a nuclear bomb big enough to destroy a city?

Not to mention a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, even an out-of-body expert would only turn into ashes under the terrifying fusion and fission shock waves at the core temperature of the nuclear bomb at millions of degrees. So when manpower couldn’t surpass technology, public opinion was still very important, you could suppress regional changes, but you couldnn’t fight the will of billions of civilians.

However, when more powerful practitioners appear, when these people go beyond the limits of technology, when they feel that the commoners were not worth caring about, they will definitely implement absolute means of rule.

This was human nature!

Who doesn’t want to be high above the ground and die?

Who doesn’t want the power to do whatever they want?

Like the four great families and the eight great sects, they still have to care about public opinion, and they have to stand in the dark to control the overall situation. How could it be compared to the absolute centralization of power?

The more than a thousand people who belonged to Yanhuang were all over the Nascent Soul Stage, and they all took out the summons and issued different orders.

“The teleportation array leading to the real cultivation world, haha...”

An old man with a ruddy face laughed loudly and clasped his palms in applause: “Finally, I don’t have to stay in this small place, my Murong family has to leave, there is a wider world. The real world of self-cultivation, it’s hard to cultivate to the late stage of integration. , the top of Kunlun still has restrictions, only there will be the opportunity to fly to the fairyland.”

“Older Murong, have you really thought about it? There may be dangers there too.” Another middle-aged man in Tsing Yi frowned and looked at the old man.

“Even before the calamity of Heaven’s Wrath was restored, this world had already cut off the road to ascend to immortality as early as the war of antiquity. What about the Mahayana period? Immortals! Only by becoming immortals can they be regarded as true immortals. Covering the sky with one hand is still not a fairy, I have decided!”

“That’s good! I’ll accompany you to the world of self-cultivation, the real world of self-cultivation, where all the Zongzheng families have migrated!” The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi immediately burst out laughing.