This is the first and oldest world.

"Hongmeng"

Sun Wukong pronounced its name.

In the Venerable's lotus, he actually saw the Hongmeng World.

This is a world formed by Pangu, a world with clear and bright world and beautiful mountains and rivers.

In this world, endless spiritual energy has nurtured tens of thousands of powerful races, which continue to reproduce and grow, and continue to develop for a moment, just to pursue Pangu's power.

After a long time passed, four saints realized the supreme path.

They have extremely high wisdom and ability to understand the sky and the earth. The only pursuit is to become a god like Pangu.

The war is inevitable.

The desire for power drives the saints to fight desperately.

The power of a saint makes the heaven and earth lose its color and the sun and the moon lose its light!

The Hongmeng world has become beyond recognition in the protracted war.

The clear sky was stained with grey by the fire of war, and the dust kept falling and rising.

The earth is mixed with blood and rotten smells, and is evaporated and spread by the heat waves, and the burnt corpse smell is everywhere.

At this time, the saint named Nuwa returned to the earth.

There are corpses everywhere, scorched earth everywhere.

"Sage."

A strange beast with a leopard body crawled out of the ruins and asked Nuwa, who came to the dead land of silence, "Why do you want to destroy Hongmeng?"

"We didn't intend to do this."

Nuwa spoke and replied calmly: "It's just that it can't bear the power of the saint."

The saints have no intention of destroying it, but because the Hongmeng world cannot withstand the aftermath of the war, they will go to destruction.

"Sage, for the sake of Pangu's power, the world has perished. Are you willing to do anything?"

The strange beast continued to ask.

Nuwa opened her hand and a galaxy appeared in her palm. The newborn galaxy was still shining with the light of life.

"The world is like a flower, flowers bloom and fade."

Nuwa held her palm and spread her hands, and a wisp of ashes drifted away with the wind.

The strange beast opened its mouth and looked at Nuwa's hands like a loss of soul.

The newborn galaxy is destroyed and dissipated in the silence of this moment.

It's clearly a world.

The creation and destruction of the world are between the hands of the saints.

This is the answer of the saint. The saint's heart has no distractions. All mortal worlds are just appearances, and life and death are just reincarnation.

The body of the strange beast trembled.

"Sages, why do you become so different from us, all creatures created by Pangu?"

He cried, his eyes gradually losing light: "This world is all for us."

Gradually, the strange beast disappeared and fell on the pile of corpses.

Nuwa's heart was not turbulent, and she turned around and was about to leave, but she heard a rustling sound.

There are still living creatures in this land?

Her eyes scandals the earth, and a small bunch of soil suddenly arches from the scorched earth soaked in blood, and a thin figure breaks out of the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a string of equally thin figures crawled out of the cave one after another.

Nuwa looked closely and saw that they were some ants without any strength.

Any weak existence who is born without supernatural powers is called an ant in Hongmeng.

In the eyes of the Hongmeng tribes, these ants are like dust. Even the lowly and immortal servants they created regard them as deserted.

However, at a time when all the Hongmeng tribes could not escape the death, the ants survived.

"Why?"

Why can they live?

How did they survive?

Nuwa looked at the ants, and her mood of nameless rose from the bottom of her heart.

A tear suddenly fell from the corner of her eyes.

Why?

This tear made Nuwa's heart tremble slightly.

She has been in a state of emotion for too long. In order to pursue that supreme power, every saint must be rational.

But she is in a mood now.

Nuwa held the tear with her hands.

At this moment, she knew she had lost.

The four saints are evenly matched, and any one who has changed his mind will undoubtedly be defeated.

Nuwa raised her head and a dazzling fire appeared in the sky. It was the attack that other saints discovered that her Taoist heart was about to attack.

Why?

Why am I shaken!?

Nuwa stood on the sad scorched earth and looked at the sky, feeling unwilling.

The saints know everything and do everything, and nothing can shake their hearts of Tao.

But at this moment, she was about to disappear, but she still didn't know why she cried and why she trembled.

Nuwa lowered her head and looked at the ants on the ground.

What did these ants do easily make her fail in the saint's war.

"Since that's the case, you can find the answer for me!"

The next moment, the Nvs rose up from the ground, bringing up a barrier to isolate this land.

The Hongmeng world was shattered and completely destroyed in the eyes of Sun Wukong.

Only the earth protected by the barrier survived a little under the attack and turned into a chaotic world.

"This is the moment when Hongmeng is destroyed."

A voice sounded.

Sun Wukong turned around and stood behind him when he saw the Venerable.

"Nuwa protected the chaos, and the saint's war seemed to have stopped."

The Venerable looked at Sun Wukong: "But if you go out, you will break the peace again and cause a new war."

He knew more than Sun Wukong, and his eyes were filled with majestic judgment.

"The gap between us and the saints is greater than that between you and me."

The Venerable said, "If you go out, you have to face the saints. You should understand that the saints are not something we can face. Now that things have come to this, how do you make a decision?"

Sun Wukong looked at him.

The Venerable knew everything very early.

He had the ability to leave chaos, but made the opposite choice.

He blocked chaos, perhaps in exchange for a long tranquility.

For this reason, the Venerable gave up his emotions.

Unfortunately...

Sun Wukong is not him.

He will not give up on his emotions.
Chapter completed!