The world’s authority is shifting.

An An sect leader stood in the sky, as if the sun, moon and stars were gathering around her, and accompanied by the sound of her breathing, they flickered on and off.

She seemed to be a true creator god, and her own will began to replace the will of the world.

Countless creatures were frightened by it. Even Jiang Tianwang, Zhen Jie, Yan Changsheng, and Su Ying, who had just been promoted to the main realm, all felt that a terrifying will was gradually rising in the world, making them feel as if they were in a quagmire.

The energy of heaven and earth in the entire world began to roar at this time, and as if it had turned into a highly toxic substance, it began to resist and corrode the creatures in the world.

The position of co-lord of the world designed by Li Luo is falling to An An Sect Master.

And once this supreme position completely falls on the head of An Sect Leader, then the world will be controlled by him. At that time, she will be able to break the balance of power with Li Luo and win this ten-level battle.

Li Luo thought of a way to end the Ten-Rank War, but unfortunately, Master An actually had an advantage over him on this path.

Because she inherited the great destiny of the sect master and the source of all evil, the prestige of these two existences has been engraved in the long river of time. After the awe and precipitation of one era after another, their names are extremely profound.

If we say that Li Luo is the son of luck in this era.

Then the sect leader and the source of all evil is the child of fate in the past.

Relying on their reputation, Master An will naturally be able to control the power of the world more easily than Li Luo and achieve the so-called “co-lord of the world” position.

Li Luo looked at the figure of An Sect Leader, his face slightly solemn.

The game between the two sides has reached the most dangerous point.

However, it is not really a desperate situation. After all, this path of “co-ownership of the world” was blazed by Li Luo, and he naturally has some coping methods in place.

Li Luo’s eyes were deep, and the real names of the sect leader and the source of all evil were spread over the years, and had experienced the precipitation of many eras. Although he had achieved the tenth rank supreme at this time, he had not experienced the passage of time, and his real name was not as thick as these two.

But there are no ways to deal with it.

“Years.”

Li Luo whispered, and his deep eyes reflected a magnificent long river that only he could see. The long river is vast and endless, and it is the long river of time in this world.

Although the phase of time has been sacrificed to nothingness by Li Luo, as long as this phase is born, Li Luo can directly transform into nothingness with the “omnipotence” of “no phase”.

In the long history of the Chinese world, the sect master and the source of all evil are the most brilliant sun and moon. One has endless respect and awe, and the other has endless fear.

No one can compare with their depth and depth in each era.

So Li Luo found another way. He couldn’t do it alone, but he was able to gather together many beings who had shined brilliantly in each era in the long river of time, and with the help of their luck, they became one.

Individually speaking, these existences are naturally far inferior to the Sect Master and the Source of All Evil, but if the geniuses from many eras finally come together, it will still be a fortune that cannot be underestimated.

The sun and moon are certainly dazzling, but the gathering power of the stars is equally bright.

In the past years, the method of gathering the talents who have shone in their respective eras sounds incredible, but for Li Luo at this time, it is not impossible.

The long river of time in Li Luo’s eyes gradually became clear.

The long river of time represents the past, and according to common sense, no one can affect the past, because no one can go back to the past, which is something that even gods cannot do.

But Li Luo can.

He uses the years to communicate with each other and reflect the long river of time.

At the same time, he has formlessness.

Wherever the intention is, it is everywhere.

Naturally, this also includes the past.

Although in this past, he will not have the great power at this time, he will only exist like a shadow, but it is enough.

At this moment, Li Luo’s thoughts turned into billions and appeared in the long river of the past. In it, he looked for those strong men who had climbed to the top in various eras, and gathered their luck one by one.

So in the long river of time, a stream of luck and light rises up,

There is a huge amount of luck gathering in Li Luo’s hands.

His eyes were becoming more and more profound.

Time flows through the years, and Li Luo seems to have only experienced a moment, but also seems to have passed through long eras.

But the gathered luck is still far from enough.

At this point, Li Luo could only sigh in his heart. The sect master and the source of all evil were really too terrible. They had created everything, and all subsequent eras were shrouded and covered by their reputation.

Li Luo could only continue to move forward along the long river of time and gather more luck.

Unknowingly, many eras have passed.

Many eras flowed through Li Luo’s heart like water, and his steps suddenly began to slow down. Finally, he even began to stop suddenly due to a kind of shock.

“How come?”

Li Luo’s eyes scanned the river of time, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

Because as he walked through the past eras one after another, he suddenly discovered that in the long river of time, an extremely important existence was missing.

That’s…

That is!

The founder of the Wuxiang Holy Sect!

Li Luo’s eyes suddenly became profound, and his heart was filled with unprecedented turbulence.

He looked at the long and vast history of the Chinese world, but he did not find any trace of the founder of the Wuxiang Holy Sect in it!

The founder of the Wuxiang Sacred Sect seemed to have never appeared in the past years.

But without this founder, how could the Wuxiang Sacred Sect be born?!

Moreover, in a previous conversation with the sect master, she once said that she had an opportunity when she was a child. In that opportunity, she received guidance and teachings from the founder of the Wuxiang Holy Sect, and finally entered the Wuxiang Holy Sect, and achieved achievements that have amazed many generations.

But now, that founder does not exist, so who is the person she said taught her?!

A trembling feeling of intense doubt arose in my heart.

Li Luo stared at the turbulent river of time, his whole body motionless, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.

But in his eyes, there was a vast light of deduction.

Until a certain moment.

Boom!

There seemed to be a crisp sound spreading between Li Luo’s eyebrows.

That’s a… brain bust.

Li Luo’s eyes reflected a delicate face, that was Jiang Qing’e.

Li Luo looked at her with some surprise. This kind of brain-shattering was not something the two of them had in the past, but Jiang Qing’e did it… and this action was something the sect leader had done before.

Looking at Li Luo’s surprised gaze, Jiang Qing’e smiled slightly and said softly: “The moment her traces completely disappeared, her memory also appeared in my heart, so I also know a lot.”

The memory of the sect master appeared in Jiang Qing’e’s heart… The relationship between the two people has really become extremely complicated.

“You know what?”

Jiang Qing’e looked at Li Luo with intense interest and said, “Do you know what I saw in one of the memory scenes?”

There were ripples in Li Luo’s eyes, but he still smiled and asked, “What did you see?”

“I saw…your figure.”