Longing is a knife, most capable of cutting through the years.

Chapter 179 Longing is a knife, most capable of cutting through the years (The End)

Outside the Pangu Temple, Ling Xiao appeared silently behind the two women. He watched them sitting there, looking lifeless, like flowers gradually withering.

At that moment, he felt guilty.

What is it that I feel ashamed of?

Is a real man someone who dares to think but not to act?

Before, he talked about pure love and created a persona of being devoted and infatuated, like a pure girl under the setting sun. Pure my ass!

Although being devoted and passionate can be quite satisfying to think about when you're feeling depressed, there are always people who feel that standing out from the crowd is what makes them unique.

But after a while, you get tired of it.

Why?

Houtu is the cute and silly type of girl, while Xuanming is a mature and sophisticated woman. Tsk tsk, Lingxiao still wants to be practical.

Fifteen minutes later.

Houtu and Xuanming had already shyly fallen into Lingxiao's arms. He held the two women and said, "After the great calamity ten thousand years from now, you and Nuwa will both become my wives."

Time flies.

Ten thousand years later.

On this day, dark clouds filled the sky, and the four elements of earth, fire, water, and wind spread out from the spatial barrier. From a huge vortex, countless beings of all races emerged—humans, demons, and monsters…

Without exception, they were all at the Great Dao Saint Realm.

They kill any living creature they see, and are extremely bloodthirsty. The Heavenly Demon King's order was for them to conquer the primordial world, and from then on, this primordial world became the home of the Heavenly Demons.

And on this day.

With Lingxiao in charge of the central command, he remotely directed numerous innate deities to arrange their troops and prepare to slay the demon.

Now, 100,000 years later, he is a cultivator at the Heavenly Dao Realm.

The realm division of great cultivators in the primordial world: Primordial Golden Immortal, Quasi-Saint, Heavenly Dao Saint, Great Dao Saint, Heavenly Dao Realm, Great Dao Realm, Creation Dao Realm.

However, what followed left Ling Xiao feeling helpless, as the Heavenly Demon King was a cultivator at the Great Dao Realm.

This is truly despairing.

You must know, how famous was Pangu?

Even at his peak when he created the world, he was only at the half-step Great Dao Realm.

However, the so-called Heavenly Demon King was a genuine cultivator at the Great Dao Realm. He was formless and colorless, existing in every inch of air, mysterious and enigmatic. His form could not be seen, yet he was present in every glance.

The void of Heaven rumbled, and large swaths of blood mist rose up, as Heaven emitted a painful wail.

Hongjun was sent flying, his snow-white clothes now stained crimson, clearly indicating he had suffered a severe injury.

The Demon King is terrifying.

Upon arriving in the primordial world, he probably only had a single thought before the so-called Heavenly Dao and Hongjun instantly became lambs to the slaughter.

However, the fighting spirit in Ling Xiao's eyes gradually ignited. He looked at the void where countless celestial demons descended upon the earth, fighting against the inhabitants of the primordial land.

"Power, light, pierce through this boundless darkness!" Ling Xiao murmured softly with his eyes closed. The two great paths of deception and trickery had manifested as divine chains of order, winding around his body. In an instant, strange phenomena appeared behind him, and a black lotus platform flew out from above his head. It was the Chaos Treasure, the Deceitful Heaven Demon Lotus!

At this moment, he was surprised to find that all eighty-one of the restrictions had suddenly been opened.

Ling Xiao was overjoyed. He had instantly mastered this treasure, and the improvement it brought him was immense.

He raised the lotus platform with one hand, and it immediately shone with brilliant light. Then, the color of his body suddenly changed, and he transformed into the appearance of Ultraman Tiga.

"Brothers, let's get this fired up!!"

"Please turn on the receiver and follow my instructions!"

Ling Xiao transformed into Ultraman Tiga because, among all the Ultramen, he liked Tiga the most.

Ling Xiao casually took a chaotic spiritual treasure, molded it into a Gatling gun, held it with both hands, and fired it in bursts of purple flames, killing countless Heavenly Demons at the Great Dao Saint realm.

It can be said that he died and his spirit vanished.

"Die, you bastard!!!"

All the saints were stunned.

This……

Is this how you play?

Ling Xiao wasn't satisfied with killing alone; it was too boring. So he transformed countless spiritual treasures into modern firearms and distributed them to Hongjun, the Three Pure Ones (Jieyin and Zhunti), Nuwa and Fuxi, Dijun and Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches...

Hongyun, carrying a rocket launcher on his shoulder, was going on a killing spree.

Zhen Yuanzi drove his top-grade innate tank, crushing many celestial demons to death, leaving them mangled and bloody.

The sky was filled with innate drones, which precisely locked onto the enemy, and then the innate missiles slowly descended.

In just ten days, many extraterrestrial demons were killed.

Finally, the Demon King, who had been hiding in the shadows, revealed himself. However, he was not in human form yet; instead, a cloud of black gas appeared brazenly before everyone.

Just then, a man and a woman descended from the void.

The two of them looked at Ling Xiao at the same time.

Then they communicated telepathically, telling Ling Xiao about their origins.

It turns out that this couple belonged to a dimension higher than the Primordial World, that is, the highest dimension of the universe—the Hongmeng Sacred Realm. Ling Xiao's father was the Lord of the Hongmeng Realm.

Before the Boundless Era, Ling Xiao was born with a curse, so he had to reincarnate repeatedly and lose his memories in order to deal with the curse.

Ling Xiao remained calm. What did it matter if he knew her identity? He had no feelings for her anyway, and he didn't want to think about those things right now.

At this moment, the Lord of the Primordial Chaos Realm killed the Heavenly Demon King, also known as the Cursed Heavenly Demon, with a single strike!

The couple directly raised Ling Xiao's cultivation level to the peak of the Creation Realm!

It should be understood that this is the limit of life. There are billions of universes in the Hongmeng Sacred Realm. The Sacred Realm is the highest place, ruling over billions of star systems. Only Ling Xiao's parents are at the Creation Realm.

In other words, now, including Ling Xiao, there are only three cultivators in the billions of dimensions who are at the Creation Realm.

Ling Xiao was overjoyed, after all, he no longer needed to cultivate. He could be said to be omniscient and omnipotent, beyond cultivation, and was already perfect, the very essence of the Dao.

Ling Xiao spent ten thousand years bidding farewell to his relatives and friends in the prehistoric world, and then gave them many treasures and protective items.

On this day, a group of top-tier innate saints and countless powerful beings from the primordial world bid farewell to Ling Xiao with deep reluctance.

Ling Xiao, accompanied by Jieyin and Zhunti, along with the disciples of the Western Sect, all his own apprentices, his confidantes Nuwa, Houtu, and Xuanming, and Xihe, Changxi, and the Queen Mother of the West, prepared to go to the Hongmeng Holy Realm.

There's nothing I can do, it's fate. If it's determined to make me the most awesome rich kid in history, then so be it.

Time flies.

Seeing his parents send a group of cultivators at the Great Dao Realm to greet him in an endless flying boat, Ling Xiao laughed and said, "Very good, I haven't disgraced the senior transmigrators. However, the journey has been too dreamlike."

"Now it's time for me to enjoy life!"

Hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti, who were standing beside him, said, "Brother, are there many treasures in the Hongmeng Holy Realm? Brother, we'll help you carry the sacks. When we get there, make sure there's not a single blade of grass left."

Ling Xiao chuckled and said, "Well, how should I put it? This is a traditional virtue of our Western religion!! It must be upheld!"

He led his group onto the flying boat, and below them were the Three Pure Ones, Hongyun, Zhenyuanzi, a group of Ancestral Witches, Dijun and Taiyi. There were too many people, a dark mass, countless beings, all waving goodbye to Lingxiao, their eyes filled with reluctance.

"The Kunlun Mountains are back to you."

Ling Xiao stood atop the flying boat, surrounded by a group of gentle and beautiful confidantes, two loyal brothers, numerous disciples, and countless followers of the Western Sect. After speaking to the Three Pure Ones, he looked at the crowd, sighed deeply, and slowly said, "This meeting has been very enjoyable. If we meet again in the martial world, we shall share a cup of wine and reminisce. Farewell, everyone. Until we meet again."

(End of this chapter)