One after another.

In the light gate, figures constantly shrouded in the immortal immortal brilliance.

More than ten people were vaguely seen wearing the same Taoist robe, obviously from the same force.

After they stepped out of the light gate, their eyes shone with divine light and they glanced around.

A series of powerful divine thoughts followed them to explore the voids in all directions.

"Is this Pangu here!"

Someone sighed.

"Go! What a thin fairy spirit!" Someone also looked around and said disdainfully.

"It's already pretty good. Most of the fairy energy has been extracted by our holy realm. How much can it be left in this realm!" Then someone smiled.

"With such a thin immortal spirit, it's not easy to even be promoted to the seventh tribulation, let alone the eighth tribulation!"

"That's not necessarily. After all, this is our root. The ancient tribes and the Taoist thrones of the heavens have all been rooted here. In the past ten thousand years, many geniuses and many powerful figures have been cultivated!"

"Genius? Huh! In this broken place, what kind of genius can be produced? All the most powerful people of that year gathered in the holy realm, and all those left behind are wastes. Even if thousands of years have passed, what powerful people can be produced among this group of wastes!"

"That's right! The supreme emperors and emperors of those days all gathered in the holy realm. In addition, the fairy energy was pulled out, and the situation in this world would only gradually weaken. Ten thousand years have passed, and it must have been declining. It would be good to have a few eight tribulations."

"And, compared to the cruel environment of the Sanctuary, this is a greenhouse, so what kind of amazing people can be cultivated!"

They stood before the Light Gate and started arguing.

Most people look a little arrogant and disdainful.

In their eyes, this world is extremely weak and extremely backward.

"No matter what, this is our root. The number of practitioners far exceeds that of the holy realm. Among so many practitioners, there are always many useful talents to choose from."

One of the dozen people who took the lead stood up.

"Yes, this is our root. I believe that over the past ten thousand years, I have established a lot of talents in my Yao clan. As long as I trained a little, I will not lose to the people in the Holy Land."

Among the crowd, one responded.

"So too is my Cangjie clan!"

Many people immediately agreed.

"Everyone, the great opening of the holy realm is a decision that all the supremes have passed unanimously. Don't say too much here. We are also shouldering a great responsibility when we come here early. We must try our best to understand the situation in this world in these few months."

"Many of you are still responsible for the task of revitalizing the clans in this world. Time is tight, so don't waste it here, hurry up and leave!"

The emperor waved his hand first and said.

Everyone responded, and then they turned into divine light and headed towards the eight wilderness land below.

"Hmm? What kind of smell is this?"

At this moment, in the Eight Wilderness Land, in the mountain gate of Randeng Temple, the Great Free Heaven Buddha was meditating and absorbing incense. Suddenly, his expression moved, his eyes opened, and he explored towards the vast void above the sky.

When he saw the divine lights falling like meteors, he couldn't help but feel his expression changed.

Those breaths are all eight kalpas.

There were hundreds of such divine lights. They did not restrain their momentum. Each of them was full of immortal brilliance, and the momentum they emitted shocked the entire vast area.

"How come there are so many eight tribulations?"

The Buddha of Great Freedom and Heaven was shocked.

Nowadays, Pangu has only about fifty ranks of eight tribulations, where did these hundreds of emperors come from?

"Are they the people who disappeared in ancient times?"

He guessed.

In his time, Pangu's cultivation world was quite prosperous, with many nine tribulations, and there were many peerless figures among them, known as hundreds of immortals, but when he woke up ten thousand years later, this world was already somewhat declining, and there were not even a few eight tribulations.

Whether it is the hundreds of immortals or the ten thousand emperors afterwards, they suddenly disappeared without a trace.

He always felt that something was strange about it, but now it seems that it is true.

"Damn it!"

He clenched his fists and showed a look of annoyance.

These guys didn't come early and late, but they came here at this time.

Originally, with his efforts, the Buddhist path would be completely revived and suppressed the thirty-three days. But now, once these eight kalpas came out, the forces in this world would be greatly reshuffled, adding a lot of variables to the revival of the Buddhist path.

"There must be a reason why these people come back. It's better to avoid the limelight first!"

After pondering for a moment, he immediately rushed out of the hall and reached out to explore it. He grabbed the entire mountain gate and put it into the golden tower.

Then, his body escaped into the void.

At this time, someone else discovered a strange phenomenon above the sky in another part of the Eight Desert.

"My good!"

In a barren mountain, the old demon emperor crawled out of the cave he had dug out and looked up at the sky, and his expression changed.

"Can't it be that the old opponents are back!"

He murmured.

"Not good! Something is not good!"

He shivered for a moment, his neck shrank back.

If it was its heyday, he would not be afraid of those old opponents. He was the invincible evil demon emperor, but now he is just a sick cat, and even a little baby can bully him at will.

When he thought of the little baby, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and veins on his forehead.

That damn boy is simply poisonous and he cheated miserably every time.

If it weren't for this kid, he would have recovered almost now.

"Last time Xuanhuang Tower was born early, and now there are so many people coming back. As expected, if something big happens, I'd better avoid the limelight first!"

He quickly retracted back into the cave, added a lot of magic circles, completely hiding the cave.

In Pangu, many people sensed changes, most of whom were emperor-level figures. They looked up at the vast void with different expressions.

When the meteors fell and approached Panhuang City, the cultivators on the Eight Desolates also sensed it, raised their heads and looked into the sky in shock.

Hundreds of meteors fell from the sky, each of which exuded a shocking atmosphere.

This scene shocked everyone on the Eight Desolates.

"Hahaha! Here comes! Here comes!"

"We're finally here, my Yao clan is about to rise!"

There were cheers among many ancient tribes.

"This breath is..."

As soon as he left the West Sea, Tang Hao sensed the changes in the vast void. He looked up and activated his heavenly eyes to visit. When he saw the figures shrouded in immortal brilliance, his face changed.

"So fast!"

He murmured.

This should be the big change in the Yao clan's mouth, and these people are probably the emperors who disappeared in ancient times.

"This Pangu's power is going to reshuffle again!"

Tang Hao tsk and frowned slightly.

The return of these emperors is definitely not good news for him.
Chapter completed!