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On the dark and smooth ground, the green grass broke through the ground, as if it had been summoned by some kind of beckoning, scrambling to be the first.

Not far away, barren mountains rise from the ground, desolation is only the initial state, the grass and trees grow rapidly, spreading from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the trees are pumping, rapidly thickening, and soon become a lush mountain.

The aura overflows, showing a light milky white, as if covering the mountain with a white veil, and the spring water gushes out from the mountain, trickling and flowing together, turning into a wide and rushing river.

On the grass below, flowers pop out from among the green grass, some budding, some blooming, and a thin breeze blows, and the fragrance rises and rustles.

In just a moment, the Xuan Realm has become a picturesque place, and the super crater on the opposite side has become a plane at some point, and several high mountains have risen and poured into the endless distance.

"The Creator has finally appeared. "Xiaobaidao.

"It's the master here!" muttered the Tongtian Sect Master.

"Except for Master, no one can have this supreme supernatural power. Pangu nodded, although he could turn his body into mountains and rivers, he couldn't create all this from nothingness.

Finally here, the chess game is over, all the secrets will be revealed, Wang Baoyu's face is sinking like water, looking at the endless distance in the direction of Pokong Mountain.

A high mountain, shaped like a pot helmet, was slowly rising, and after a while, it was already tens of thousands of feet high, and the top was submerged into the clouds.

Small red flowers suddenly appeared on the grass, and then, floating slightly, it can be seen that there are no leaves below, which is the flower of the underworld.

The little red flowers grew and floated, stretching into the distance until they reached the top of the huge mountain like a pot of helmets, and disappeared into the clouds, as if a red carpet had been laid.

"Come here, children!" a kind-sounding voice came from the top of the mountain, ethereal but clear, as if coming from the heart.

"Let's go! Where to go is about to be revealed. Wang Baoyu beckoned everyone to come out, harvested the creation seeds, sat on the golden-winged Dapeng, and slowly flew towards the top of the mountain in the distance along the fiery red flower road.

Breaking through the clouds, I saw a splendid palace, standing at the top, with complex patterns on it, dazzling, and the inviolable coercion rippling out of the palace made the gods daunted.

The powerhouses of the six clans lined up in a neat line, Wang Baoyu straddled the golden-winged Dapeng and stood at the front of the line, only Xiaobai showed his true body and flew on his left back.

The golden gate of the palace slowly unfolded, and an old man with a bulging forehead and eyebrows, wearing a golden robe covered with runes, did not move, and slowly floated towards everyone.

Then, an elegant middle-aged man in white and a strong man with a black face also cautiously swept out of the gate, following the old man step by step.

The old man with purple eyebrows is the ancestor of Hongjun, this is the image he showed to the world, the same as imagined, but different, and can change at any time.

But the two people in the back made Wang Baoyu stunned.

Although the middle-aged man has never met, he is undoubtedly the Emperor of Heaven with a lofty instrument and a majestic eyebrow. And the black-faced strong man, Wang Baoyu is very familiar, but he is the Heavenly Emperor's guard who had some friendship with him back then, the Venerable Divine Dragon.

At the beginning of the war, these two people disappeared in the war with the Star Clan in full view, and the Holy Yan Disk also showed that the Emperor of Heaven had fallen, but I didn't expect that they were all here with Hongjun Ancestor.

"I've seen Master!"

The Tongtian Sect Master and the Pangu Emperor immediately bowed down to worship, and the strong people in the rear bent down one after another to salute, this is the Creator, the true master of the innate seed, and there is no room for the slightest disrespect.

"You're welcome, I don't think it's easy, you can finally see me. Hongjun Ancestor waved his hand and smiled kindly.

"It's a supreme honor!" said the Tongtian Sect Master quickly, respectfully.

"Well, I confess, you all borrowed the light of my indisputable son to meet me. Look at him, and look at me with that nasty look. Hongjun Ancestor pointed at Wang Baoyu, who was unshakable and smiled.

Hehe, the gods laughed, but they were all uncomfortable, a dispute between father and son was inevitable, they seemed superfluous.

"Old Ancestor, what is going on with the Heavenly Emperor and the Divine Dragon?" asked Wang Baoyu calmly.

"I just talked like this, and my temperament did not change. Hongjun Ancestor didn't answer, and beckoned to the tearful Xingyue Goddess behind him, "Xingyue, come and meet your father." ”

The Star Moon Divine Maiden floated out and went straight to the Heavenly Emperor, muttering in her mouth: "Father, my daughter really thinks that you are no longer there, and she is heartbroken. ”

The Emperor of Heaven hugged his daughter, gently stroked her flowing hair, and said lovingly: "Xingyue, you have suffered, but everything is worth it. ”

"I don't want to lose you again, and I promise I won't quarrel with you again. The Star Moon Priestess said.

"It seems that my daughter has really changed to say such thoughtful words. The Emperor of Heaven was moved.

"Heavenly Emperor, your Yuqing Palace is here with me. Wang Baoyu said.

"Who cares!" the Emperor waved his hand, not wanting it at all, "Just take care of my daughter, to be honest, I really want to use the divine thunder to punish you." ”

"Talking nonsense!" Hongjun Old Ancestor said.

"Yes! I beg your pardon for the moment. The Emperor hurriedly apologized.

"Ancestor, it's really boring in front of you, you have to be careful when you speak, don't you get tired!" Wang Baoyu said.

That is the duty of the Son of Man. Hongjun Ancestor didn't care, and said: "You come with me, the rest of you stay here honestly, and I have something big to announce in a while." ”

The gods were silent, where did they dare to move, the golden-winged Dapeng just wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the ancestor, "Except for my son, don't follow." ”

"Ancestor, I ......" Xiaobai wanted to speak and stopped.

"I'll make an exception for you, you can follow, speaking of which, I haven't liked anyone except you. ”

Hongjun Ancestor turned around and floated away, Wang Baoyu flew to follow, and Xiaobai accompanied him, making him feel very warm in his heart.

Entering the palace, there was first a spacious hall, with layers of light mist floating on the ground, and three chairs conjured out of the light mist, Wang Baoyu and Xiaobai sat on one side, and Hongjun Old Ancestor sat on the opposite side.

"Old Ancestor, this chair is parallel, isn't it out of line?" asked Xiaobai.

"Well, there are no rules in my son's place. Hongjun Ancestor sighed, stared at the expressionless Wang Baoyu with a pair of eyes, and was silent for a long time.

"Ancestor, if you have something to say, I'll listen!" Wang Baoyu said.

"After going through so much suffering, you have a hatred for me, right?" Hongjun Ancestor asked.

"That's right, I hate you for tossing so much right and wrong and making the world a mess. StarClan invaded, unknown tribes killed each other, and in the end, we were all just pawns in the middle. Truth be told, I don't think there's anything more annoying in the world than you. Wang Baoyu did not hide his emotions, his eyes looked directly at each other, and he was not afraid.