Tongtian Tower was transformed by the Tongtian Sect Master. Once he woke up, he would control the four swords of Zhuxian, regardless of the enemy and us, and would start a killing act.

When the guardian was not aware of this festival, the only time he took the initiative to attack Dongsheng Shenzhou, he accidentally awakened the leader of Tongtian, resulting in the death of four guardians on the spot.

Fortunately, that generation of extraterritorial demons were also cut off three holy sons and tens of thousands of demons by the Tongtian Sect Master. This made the guardian temple, whose strength had fallen to the bottom, not be defeated by extraterritorial demons during that most difficult period.

It is hard to say whether this "no distinction between enemies and me" is the final struggle of the Master Tongtian Sect, even if his spiritual intelligence has been wiped out, even if his body has been refined into the Tower of Tongtian and has become the base camp of the extraterritorial demons in the trial land of Dongsheng Shenzhou. The Master Tongtian Sect's pride may still not allow himself to become a pure puppet.

It is OK to awaken Him to kill the enemy, but the demons outside the domain must also be prepared to die under the Zhuxian Sword.

...

The conditions for actively awakening the Tower of Heaven are in the hands of the saint-son-level figures of the extraterritorial demons.

A certain ritual is required to sacrifice something before you can actively awaken the Tower of Heaven.

However, unless you are sure to die and drag your enemy into the water, no saint will dare to awaken the Tower of Heaven.

Because that was pure suicide.

As for passively awakening the Tongtian Tower, you need the personal magic weapon of Taishang Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Tongtian Sect Master to appear in the Dongsheng Shenzhou and burst out with a strong enough combat aura.

...

An Wuji sacrificed a blue origin that condensed the essence of the origin of a certain reincarnation world, and communicated to the Tongtian Tower through a distant time and space, asking the Tongtian Tower to lead him back into the tower.

This kind of sacrifice return will not awaken the Tower of Tongtian, but will only slightly activate some instinct of the Tower of Tongtian.

But there are still dangers.

There was once an extraterritorial demon who did not belong to the four major demon sects, but like Xuan Wuyue, with the power of the saint-level saint. When facing a desperate situation, he sacrificed the blue origin and activated the ability to return.

As a result, I came back, but the one who returned to the Tongtian Tower was just a fragmented corpse.

On each piece of wreckage, there was a sword energy that made the holy son-level demon terrified.

Full of horror and despair, two fiery white sword marks remained in their eyes. When other demons examined their bodies, the two sword marks suddenly exploded, instantly strangling hundreds of true demons, and also seriously injured a saint son at that time.

Since then, unless absolutely necessary, the demons outside the domain would rather rush on their own than activate the ability to sacrifice and return.

And this time, An Wuji was at the last resort and could only take huge risks to return for sacrifice.

Fortunately, luck seemed to be on his side this time.

He returned to the Tower of Heaven intact and returned to his own small world.

As the saint of Changye Sect, An Wuji is in the Tower of Tongtian, and naturally has a long-term rental small world.

This small world is shrouded in the darkness for many years, barren and has almost no resources.

All the resources were brought by An Wuji, and they were ruined by the time when the Seven Arrows Book of Nailed Heads was buried.

Now that he returns to the small world, he cannot find resources to cultivate his body and mind, so he can only sit in the empty night demon palace, holding his head, and trembling with pale face.

"Why is this happening? Why did I provoke the Martial Saint Ni Kun when I was so angry?

“He exists like that…

"Even if what is in this trial universe is just a projection of His deity, it is definitely not something that I, a little long night son, can be provoked!

"What was crazy about me? Why did I dare to provoke him?"

An Wuji was drowsy and couldn't figure it out anyway. Why did he take action impulsively? He even said something shamelessly: I'll kill you, the Martial Saint.

This is great. Not only were they beaten to run away with their heads, but their true body of Dharma Image was beaten to shrink by 50%. Their strength was only less than 40% of the time they were at their peak.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that he was poor and could not find any resources to recover from his injuries.

If you recover slowly...

It will take at least three to five thousand years to restore to its fullest.

But will others give him time?

Will the other candidate saints who are eyeing him, even the Blood God Son, Yuan Miaohua, Yutian Holy Son, Xuan Wuyue and others give him time?

If he discovered his current weakness, he would probably pounce on him like a hungry wolf and divide him and eat him, without leaving any residue?

"No, from now on, I can't leave the Tower of Heaven easily anymore! As long as I keep hiding here, no one can come in without my permission... Even if the sect wants to deprive me of my holy son, I will never go out! I will hide here for three or five thousand years, devote myself to practicing until my injuries are restored..."

He was twitching the corners of his mouth like a nervousness, and when he spoke quickly to himself, he seemed to have seen a fleeting blue light from the corner of his eyes.

This small world is shrouded in the long night all year round, and there is another desolation. Apart from him, there is no creature or any light source. Where can there be light flashes?

An Wuji was shocked and shuddered. He suddenly looked sideways and saw that the direction of the faint blue light just now was empty and there was nothing abnormal.

The still powerful divine thought swept away with a bang, instantly swept through the entire hall, and then spread out of the hall, sweeping through the desolate and long night world, but still no abnormalities were found.

"No? Why didn't it? I clearly saw it!"

An Wuji's eyes twitched repeatedly:

"No wonder it was an hallucination? My injury was so serious that I couldn't even hold on to my own thoughts, and I couldn't even tell whether I saw the hallucination?"

He gritted his teeth and held his trembling hands tightly, his knuckles turned white and his veins were exposed:

"No, it can't be an illusion. I definitely saw a faint blue flash just now... But why didn't I see anything and found nothing? Who is messing with me?"

When he was suspicious, a chuckle suddenly sounded behind the dark Wuji.

An Wuji's scalp exploded, his spine numb, and a roar was roaring. The dark demonic energy surged out, turning into countless dark tentacles, and strangled towards the direction where the laughter came from behind.

Even if he was severely injured and even if he had less than 40% of his cultivation, he was still a worldly demon with the power of destroying the world. He could still slam the cultivators of various sects below the Holy Son, and he could still kill them with a blink of an eye.

At this time, even if the blood god son and the saint-level demons such as Yuan Miaohua must take his attack seriously.

However.

The dense demonic tentacles strangled them, but they encountered nothing, and the back was empty and nothing.

A blazing flame burst out from his mouth and nose. If its energy exploded completely, every ray of light would be enough to launch a nuclear explosion that destroyed the city of Yishan.

The roar lasted for more than ten seconds, and the strong light that followed one after another flashed for more than ten seconds.

When the roar stopped and the strong light gradually faded, the dark and Wuji pupils had become as turbid as ablated glass balls, and were covered with fine cracks. The pale skin also turned grayish like volcanic ash.

"How did you... come in?"

A faint sound came from Yan Wuji's body, and a wisp of residual energy, like a flame in the wind, could be extinguished at any time.

"I want to come in, so I come in."

Ni Kun said lightly, slowly retracting his palm.

"I... had already...read your words after meeting you for the first time?"

"I finally understand?"

"I... hate it..."

"Who cares?"

Ni Kun said lightly, turned his head and looked at An Wuji, blew his lips, and the last faint remaining energy was also extinguished. An Wuji's body turned into ashes in an instant and drifted around.

The long night of the Holy Son is invincible, and his body and spirit are destroyed!
Chapter completed!