Chapter 2430

"Then... Go straight to the last level!" the voice said, "as long as you can pass the last level, the inheritance of Emperor Zhou is yours! You can finally see Emperor Zhou again!"

There seemed to be some excitement in the voice, and the voice was trembling with a trace.

"Can you tell me what the last level is?" Zhao Yuande asked curiously.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, that is to defeat Emperor Zhou!" the voice was full of laughter. "Emperor Zhou tower has been opened a thousand times, and each time someone will come to the last level, but no one can defeat Emperor Zhou!"

"Defeat Emperor Zhou? What is this adult's cultivation?" Zhao Yuande couldn't help but look slightly changed.

"Emperor Zhou, of course, is the realm of Tao respect!" the voice said proudly.

"Can daozunjing die?" Zhao Yuande hit rudely.

"What do you know, you little bastard! Could Emperor Zhou fall here if he didn't want to connect the world of creation and the world of void? His flesh and bones have become the road to heaven... If you say sarcastic words, believe it or not, I'll kill you here!" the voice was suddenly hairy, and a powerful killing machine shrouded Zhao Yuande.

"Hey! No, I'm wrong! I'm wrong!" Zhao Yuande quickly waved his hand. "If I knew that Emperor Zhou was the founder of the road to heaven, I would say such a disrespectful thing!"

"Hum! You know!" the voice was obviously angry.

"I'm really wrong! I shouldn't have said that!" Zhao Yuande made a sincere apology.

Zhao Yuande also respected this selfless predecessor from the bottom of his heart.

"It's almost the same. If it weren't for your sincere apology, I would never let you enter the next level!" the voice gradually eased.

"Thanks a lot!" Zhao Yuande smiled.

"When you're ready, let's go!"

A white light swept through, and Zhao Yuande's figure disappeared in place.

Zhao Yuande looked around and found himself on a huge altar.

There is a huge stone tablet about a thousand feet high on the altar, which is carved with a strange text.

Zhao Yuande glanced, but found that he didn't know a word.

"Little guy! Good, good!" just at this time, a voice came from behind Zhao Yuande.

The voice is full of an elder's love for his younger generation, as well as a very eager expectation.

Zhao Yuande turned around and saw a slightly thin middle-aged man smiling at himself.

"You are the elder Emperor Zhou!" Zhao Yuande asked respectfully.

"Good! I'm glad you've come to this step! I finally see a glimmer of hope from you, the hope of the inheritor." the middle-aged man nodded faintly, looked up and down at Zhao Yuande, and his eyes showed some satisfaction.

"I don't know what the elder is now..." Zhao Yuande felt the breath emanating from the other party. It didn't look like a remnant of the spirit, but a real person.

"This is a blood essence part of me when I was young!" the middle-aged man smiled lightly. "But even this blood essence part is about to disappear. This time, whether you can become my inheritor or not, he will disappear forever."

"This......" Zhao Yuande was a little unbelievable.

"Nothing is eternal. Even the Taoist priest cannot live with heaven and earth! For example, the one who created this world... Shouyuan will come to an end! Alas!" the middle-aged man sighed faintly.

The middle-aged man's words frightened Zhao Yuande directly.

"If that person dies, our whole beginning will collapse! At that time, everyone in the whole world will fall!" Zhao Yuande exclaimed.

"That's not necessarily true. As long as there are other Taoists willing to accept the world, the world will survive again." the middle-aged humanist.

"Do you have to pay a lot to accept this world?" Zhao Yuande seems to grasp the key.

"Indeed, it takes a lot to accept this world, such as cultivating the future, such as freedom in the future!" the middle-aged man replied.

"There should have been Taoist Masters in our world! They won't see the world destroyed!" Zhao Yuande said.

"It's hard to say. Most people are selfish. Many people don't think it's worth paying such a big sacrifice just for nostalgia!" there was a sad look on the middle-aged face.

"I've heard the legend of my predecessors that in order to connect the world with the world of creation, flesh and bones have been turned into a road to heaven. In recent years, many people must have passed the road to heaven and stepped into the world of creation. Don't they have any..." Zhao Yuande doubted.

"You're right! None of them... In these tens of millions of years, a total of 11 people have entered the world of creation. Unfortunately, none of them are willing to return to save the world..." the middle-aged face showed infinite disappointment.

"It's hateful... Hateful!" Zhao Yuande clenched his fist and showed anger on his face.

He can think of how disappointed and lost the middle-aged people are at the moment!

He gave everything he wanted to seek welfare for the world, but he didn't expect that in the end, all the people who took this step betrayed him!

"In fact... It can't be all their fault..." the middle-aged man was silent for a while, and suddenly said faintly, "I gave them a choice and didn't force them. This is their own choice and doesn't violate the agreement with me. Moreover, they have sheltered the world for so long, otherwise the world would have been invaded and fragmented."

"But... Elder, your sacrifice is too great!" Zhao Yuande said angrily.

"Sacrifice... What is my sacrifice? At least I have my reincarnation, and at least I have my own tradition to pass on, but the creator of this world, the Emperor... He has completely put his heart on this world. If not, how can he be hurt by his cultivation? If not for this world, he would have left his reincarnation long before he died ... why are you living in an eternal country and living a life worse than death? "The middle-aged man's voice was full of sadness.

"How long can he... Emperor... Live?" Zhao Yuande said in a trembling voice.

At this moment, he had an impulse to do something for the emperor!

"More than a thousand years, less than hundreds of years!" middle-aged humanist.

"How can we save him?" Zhao Yuande's eyes were firm.

"The achievement of Saint can reverse time and space!" middle-aged humanity.

"Millennium... I must become a saint!" Zhao Yuande clenched his fist. For the first time, he had such ardent expectations that his cultivation could advance by leaps and bounds.