I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Guanjiang Estuary, underground ruins.

Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes and found that his spiritual mind was leaning over a statue.

Moreover, there seemed to be some kind of power binding him.

Let him only cling to this statue.

"What's going on?" Yang Jian didn't quite understand.

He is the leader among the third generation disciples of Yuxu Palace!

Under the guidance of teachers and saints, it has already resonated with several projections from all realms.

Logically speaking, as long as this world has his legend.

When his spiritual thoughts arrive, a 'Qingyuan Miao Dao True Monarch' or 'Erlang Xiansheng True Monarch' who meets the world's cognitive and spiritual level will naturally be born out of thin air.

But unfortunately, now, he is restricted within this statue and cannot move.

Even the scope of activities of the divine mind is restricted to a few miles underground.

So, he tried his best to use his divine power and tried to establish contact with the spiritual sea of ​​this world.

The spiritual sea is the sea of ​​faith and the sea of ​​myth.

As long as he can establish a connection, he can mobilize the myths and legends of this world, trigger the storm of faith in the spiritual sea, and establish his own landmark in this world.

However……

As soon as he tried, cracks appeared on the surface of the bronze statue.

In the divine thoughts, there is even more whim.

It seems that if he does this, he will definitely cause disaster.

As a last resort, Yang Jian had to give up.

However, his attempt was not fruitless.

He glimpsed the spiritual sea behind this world.

Behind the world where countless myths, legends and beliefs are deposited.

At the bottom of the spiritual sea, there are terrifyingly deformed characters.

In a quick glance, Yang Jian only saw one.

It was words pieced together from the flesh and blood of countless deformed monsters.

Indescribable words.

Although it was just a quick glance, Yang Jian almost lost his mind.

Fortunately, he has a clone who became the ‘Dark Broken Lord’ in the world of Journey to the West.

The main body turns into countless squirming mindless eyeballs.

In a sense, he is also a monster.

Therefore, he could barely decipher the meaning of those words.

No living gods can enter this world!

Although the original intention may not be this, the general meaning is similar.

"No living gods can enter this world?!"

Yang Jian took a deep breath: "That's it!"

No living gods can enter this world!

Does it mean that living gods are not allowed to enter?

"Rules?"

"Establishing rules for heaven and earth?"

"This is the method of a saint!"

But……

Yang Jian sensed the spiritual energy wave in this world.

Even though he was bound here, his spiritual mind could still easily sense various high-energy reactions in this world.

After a moment, he frowned.

This world is alive with the reactions of many ‘gods’.

Basically, they are all the ways to become a god through incense.

"No entry for living gods?" Yang Jian didn't quite understand, what was going on?

Also, if the rules of heaven and earth are like this, how did he get in?

"That's not right!" Suddenly Yang Jian's huge bronze nose twitched slightly.

"There's something wrong with those incense gods!"

As a true immortal in heaven, he projects the power of all realms.

Even though only a trace of spiritual thought came, Yang Jian still clearly sensed something was wrong with the incense gods.

But what exactly is wrong?

He couldn't tell.

After thinking again and again, Yang Jian finally made up his mind.

"Then let me see, why do you incense gods exist?"

As he spoke, he opened the divine eye on his forehead.

This is his innate magical power!

It’s also a natal magical power!

As soon as this eye is opened, it shines in all directions.

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Sahara desert.

It was windless and cloudless weather.

Suddenly...

Clouds appeared in the sky.

The clouds couple together and gradually become the shape of an eye.

This eye shines into the buried pyramid under the desert.

The pyramid buried in the desert began to shake suddenly.

It seemed like it sensed an intruder.

And deep inside the pyramid, there is a coffin made of gold.

The mummy wearing a golden jackal mask suddenly woke up.

The golden coffin is separated.

The mummy sat up: "Who is spying on the great Anubis?"

However, the clouds overhead turned into curls of blue smoke and disappeared without a trace.

The mummy in the golden coffin lay down again after sensing for a moment.

But, even he didn't notice it.

The body of this ancient Egyptian god of death had already been torn into pieces by some force.

Lying in this coffin was just a corpse that had been sewn together.

More importantly...

Around the golden coffin, there were rows of golden earthen jars that even He himself had not discovered, somehow surrounding the coffin.

The earthen jar contained organs that looked like gold.

The internal organs of Anubis!

This ancient Egyptian God of Death had already been killed at an unknown time.

But, then someone else collected His remains and internal organs and arranged a strange ritual here.

Even if He didn't know it, He was already dead.

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The states of Northern Qin Continent.

At this time, it is the long summer night.

The sky is filled with stars, dotted with stars.

Suddenly...

Among the stars, a golden eye appeared.

This eye shines on the entire land under the starry sky.

Countless strong men felt the prying eyes and became nervous one after another.

"Intruder?" They looked up uneasily.

The defense system of Northern Qin Continent was also activated.

The power of the Asgardian gods begins to emerge.

In the void, a figure with one eye appeared vaguely.

He looked at the spying eyes in the starry sky and asked: "Who is spying on the great Odin?"

But after seeing this one-eyed brightness, his eyes immediately dissipated.

One-eyed Ming wrinkled his eyes.

"Who?" He didn't understand, but he couldn't wake up and could only slowly dissipate his figure.

But Odin and his gods would not know.

Those eyes have seen through them.

The divine eyes of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun are naturally extraordinary.

You can break through the hypocrisy and see the truth.

Therefore, under the eyes of the true king, all pretense ceases to exist.

One-eyed Odin's seemingly strong body is actually filled with divine blood.

The divine blood was dark green and smelled rancid.

It's not just Odin.

The same is true for other gods.

It's just that they themselves don't know it.

They don't even know that their divine bodies are actually stitched together by a kind of text written with their divine blood.

Neil text!

The words that once gave power to the Athasa Protoss.

Apparently, the Odin gods had been broken into and dragged out and killed one by one.

But in the end, for unknown reasons, the murderers sewed their divine bodies back together again with the power of Neil's words.

………………

Church of Bones.

The King of Angels suddenly became alert.

He sensed that something terrible was peering into the secrets of the great Lord and Father.

"Who?" He stretched out his hand, and a huge lightsaber was held in his hand.

The King of Angels, who was once thought to be unable to leave the Bone Church, actually rose up.

but……

When He appeared above the Bone Church, he saw nothing.

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Cape Town.

The Angel of Death frowned.

He felt as if some secret had been seen.

And that secret is related to the foundation of His existence.

but……

When He looked up, He found nothing.

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Kingdom of France, in the Invalides.

His divine eyes shined on the sleeping emperor.

Boom, boom, boom!

A heart is beating!

The sleeping emperor seems to have reached the limit of waking up and returning.

Traces of flames appeared around the coffin.

But these flames eventually slowly dissipated.

The coffin where the emperor slept returned to peace.

…………………………

"So that's it..." In the underground ruins, Yang Jian took back his magical power.

"This world is a pig farm!" He murmured to himself: "Someone is raising those incense gods!"

People raise pigs in order to kill them during the Chinese New Year.

So, what does the one who raises the gods of incense and fire want to do?

However, Yang Jian didn't care about this matter.

Because those incense gods are obviously not the focus of this world.

Compared with those things, Yang Jian is more curious about the east of this world.

The active divine reaction...

In the islands in the east, he saw terrible monsters crawling underground and roaring.

Under the waves of the ocean, there are active lives that are comparable to the remnants of ancient times.

There are even traces of real dragon activity.

more importantly……

Yang Jian also saw that there was a powerful spiritual power dormant in Kyushu.

There is a huge sacred mountain that obviously does not belong to this world, and it is slowly integrating with this world.

The power of the sacred mountain slowly seeps out.

And gradually changing the world.

To be precise, it should be a corner of this world.

If Yang Jian read it correctly...

"If those sacred mountains are finally integrated with this world..."

"Then, the area affected by its influence and radiation will be separated from the world..."

In other words...

In the future, some areas of this world will be separated from this world and become a new world independently.

Even now, this sign is very obvious.

The whole world seems to have a curtain falling.

The East and the West are gradually becoming separated.

Someday in the future.

The east of this world will become a new world independently under the pull of the power of the sacred mountains.

The sky is round and the place is round!

The other parts will be left behind and remain where they are.

"I'm afraid this is also the work of a saint!"

"It even involves the calculation of a saint!" Yang Jian thought, and silently sealed up everything he saw.

And cast a divine curse.

Only when seeing Tianzun can this seal be opened and these memories can reappear.

no way!

Facing the saint's calculations, if he is not careful, he will get involved.

Then life and death are involuntary!

He had seen many, many examples.

This is the case for all the disciples of Lingbao Tianzun, not one of them is left behind by the scheme.

Even though he is a saint, Lingbao Tianzun is powerless and can only cry out in vain!