Chapter 123: The Qiu-tian Yi-zu

The Chaos Ancient God depicted by the Years Painting Saint saw Han Yu's current state, and a glimmer of light actually appeared in those eyes that originally had no reason at all.

And the Chaos Demon God Halberd that Han Yu had originally summoned also began to tremble violently, finally turning into a stream of light and flying into the hands of that Chaos Ancient God.

Seeing this scene, both Han Yu and the Years Painting Saint were stunned for a moment, their eyes filled with shock.

Neither of them understood why this situation had happened.

However, the next moment, the Years Painting Saint laughed heartily. He could sense that Han Yu's weapon was absolutely extraordinary; he didn't expect it to be snatched by the Chaos Ancient God he had depicted. This was absolutely a good thing for him.

"Han Yu, you brat, this is the fate of your self-righteousness. You forced me to summon this Chaos Ancient God, costing me hundreds of thousands of years of lifespan. Now I will make you die!"

The Years Painting Saint shouted sharply and urged the Chaos Ancient God to attack Han Yu.

Han Yu's heart was also pounding; he could clearly sense the power of that Chaos Ancient God. Now that his divine weapon had been snatched away, to protect himself, he would definitely have to pay a heavy price.

He immediately wanted to change his state and summon the Painting God Dharma Image. In this state, he had more means to use in this Painting Screen Land.

Whether fighting or fleeing, he could be at ease.

The means of the Painting God Dao were a bit slow, and Han Yu didn't like using them much. For him, whether it was the Heavenly Fire God state or summoning the Blood God Dharma Image, solving enemies was simpler.

But just at this moment, Han Yu suddenly discovered that the state he could change with a single thought was now incredibly sluggish.

If Han Yu's transformation of various states before was like a drama face-changing, it was just a matter of an instant.

But at this moment, it was surprisingly slow.

The reason Han Yu could transform into various states was entirely supported by the Heaven and Human Great Dao. The so-called Heaven and Human Great Dao was to resonate completely with Heaven and Earth, becoming a part of Heaven and Earth.

The thousands of Great Daos in the world were all branches of the Heaven and Earth Great Dao. The Heaven and Human Great Dao was to borrow the power of Heaven with the power of man.

Han Yu was that person, but now he had encountered some unknown obstacles in the process of borrowing the power of Heaven.

No need to think, the only existence before him that could affect him was that so-called Chaos Ancient God!

Han Yu looked at the Chaos Ancient God, who was currently holding the Chaos Demon God Halberd, seemingly lost in deep thought.

But thought was thought; the moment he held the Chaos Demon God Halberd, the surrounding Heaven and Earth seemed to stop operating.

The various Heaven and Earth Great Daos that were omnipresent in the dark, which originally acted like constantly rotating gears, now had their rotation speed incredibly sluggish, and the surrounding time became slow.

"This guy, what exactly is he!"

Han Yu was confused in his heart; this was the first time he truly felt the oppression of a "God"!

Just as confused as him was the Years Painting Saint, because he could no longer activate that Chaos Ancient God.

This Chaos Ancient God, which he had originally depicted with his own hands, seemed to have come alive and had escaped his control!

At this moment, he was filled with terror and also extremely confused.

As a Painting Dao powerhouse, the "resurrection" of the paintings he copied was a common occurrence, but this kind of resurrection was not a true resurrection; it had form but no spirit.

These copied paintings could only imitate the power of their main body, so for Painting Dao cultivators, the more powerful existences they had seen, the stronger they could relatively become.

For the Years Painting Saint, the most powerful existence he had seen was this Ancient God he had glimpsed from endless years.

But he never imagined that the Ancient God he had copied would now not only possess form but also have given birth to a trace of spirit!

"No, this is not my problem; it's that God-Slayer, it's his treasure!"

The Years Painting Saint immediately understood the key.

He had originally thought that the Chaos Ancient God snatching the opponent's weapon was beneficial to him, never thinking he would face such a situation.

The Years Painting Saint kept thinking, considering how to deal with it.

"This Chaos Ancient God is also a god. No matter what, even if he has a trace of consciousness, he should have hostility toward that God-Slayer. I can still borrow a knife to kill someone!"

Thinking of this, the Years Painting Saint immediately bowed and said respectfully.

"Your Excellency Ancient God, I am a divine messenger under the Years Immortal Seat. It is a great honor to be able to summon your Immortal God. This brat is a God-Slayer besieged by all the gods of the heavens. Please help me kill this villain!"

The Years Painting Saint's voice interrupted the Chaos Ancient God's thinking. He slowly turned his head, his eyes like the rotation of the sun and moon, his gaze shrouded the Years Painting Saint, who felt himself as small as an ant, unable to stop his body and mind from trembling.

"Years Immortal, which god system is this? I feel the aura of the Qiu-tian Yi-zu from you? The Years Immortal you speak of should be them."

"That is truly a group of annoying guys, always liking to pry into other people's secrets. This body of mine should have been condensed by you using the Qiu-tian Mi-fa, right?"

"You should have used this body of mine for a long time; I won't hold it against you too much."

The Chaos Ancient God spoke in a deep voice, then looked at Han Yu, whose mind was tense.

"Heaven and Human Great Dao? Interesting, human junior. I don't know what means you used to be able to preserve this trace of my consciousness from being extinguished. Since that is the case, I will gift you this fragment of my Chaos Heaven-Opening Axe."

"I owe you a favor now. If we meet again in the future, I can repay you."

As the Chaos Ancient God said this, he threw the Chaos Demon God Halberd to Han Yu, and his figure gradually faded, finally as if he had never come to this world.

And after he disappeared, Han Yu's Heaven and Human power quickly recovered, and he easily transformed into the Painting God state.

"This guy, what exactly is he?"

Han Yu was still full of confusion. He remembered the introduction of the Chaos Demon God Halberd.

It said that the Chaos Demon God Halberd was formed by the shattering of the divine weapon after the Chaos Demon God opened up Heaven and Earth. And according to what that guy just said, he was likely that Chaos Demon God who opened up Heaven and Earth.

Han Yu was a transmigrator; he had heard the story of gods opening up Heaven and Earth, but that person was called Pan-gu.

Since Han Yu had experienced something like transmigration, he certainly wouldn't think those myths and legends were something ethereal.

He even had a guess that the Earth he transmigrated from might be some small world in the heavens and myriad worlds.

This was not Han Yu's random guess, but a thought he had had for the dozen years since he transmigrated.

Because the characters of this world were also pictographic, having the same effect as Chinese characters, and according to the records of various classics in the cultivation world, the characters of this world were all derived by powerful cultivators based on "Divine Characters".

And many myths and stories circulating in the world were the true history recorded by Divine Characters.

This world also had stories of gods opening up Heaven and Earth, and there was not just one, but many. Many myths and stories heard on Earth could find similar templates here.

When Han Yu had nothing to do before, he liked to flip through these storybooks and remembered them very clearly.

Thinking of the matter of transmigration, Han Yu couldn't help but think about the existence of the system. What exactly was this system, and why did it reside in him?

Han Yu considered himself just one of the common people, with nothing special. This system was so heaven-defying, allowing him to grow so rapidly in a short time.

To put it bluntly, even if this system were given to a pig, the pig could defy the heavens and slay gods.

But why did this thing reside in him? Han Yu couldn't figure it out, and thinking about it gave him a headache, so he was too lazy to think about it anymore.

Han Yu's personality was not the kind that liked to get to the bottom of things. He liked to follow his heart. Rather than racking his brain thinking about those things, it was better to find a quiet and leisurely place and drink flower wine with beautiful girls.

Just as Han Yu was thinking, the Years Painting Saint had already discovered something was wrong and immediately used that invisible scroll to wrap himself and flee into the distance.

He had just tried it and could no longer depict that Chaos Ancient God; even everything about the Chaos Ancient God in his memory was gradually becoming faint.

Even that Years Secret Technique couldn't retain any trace of the opponent.

Without the ability to copy the Chaos Ancient God, the Years Painting Saint couldn't possibly be Han Yu's match. If he didn't run now, when would he?

It was a pity that just as he fled, he felt a pair of big hands grabbing toward him.

Rolling Heaven and Human True Intent surged, directly shrouding the space where the Years Painting Saint was.

"My life is over!"

The Years Painting Saint sighed in his heart. Just at this moment, he suddenly sensed that the rule constraints of the Wangjing Zhanchang on him had lessened a lot.

Hope suddenly surged in his desperate heart. He didn't hesitate and immediately urged all his cultivation, wanting to leave this world.

The Years Painting Saint wielded his painting brush and slashed fiercely at the space in front of him. Countless Painting Dao powers poured out, and the space seemed like a piece of paper, with a space vortex drawn out.

At the end of the space vortex, one could vaguely see many divine messengers looking forward to it. They had witnessed the group of Literature Dao divine messengers entering the Wangjing Zhanchang and were very curious, not knowing if the opponent could kill that God-Slayer.

But the other divine messengers waited for a long time without seeing any signs of the Literature Dao divine messengers returning.

Just at this moment, a space vortex appeared, and the Years Painting Saint's aura appeared within the perception range of the divine messengers.

At the same time, the Years Painting Saint's cry for help also echoed in everyone's minds.

"Fellow Daoists, save me!"

Before the words could finish, the space vortex was directly erased by someone, and the Years Painting Saint's aura was completely extinguished.

"Using Painting Dao escape techniques in front of me, have you forgotten what level my Painting Dao is at? My good Master!"

"After all, there is the grace of thousands of years of teaching. As a disciple, I will send you on this final journey!" ===== CHAPTER 124 =====