Chapter 160: The Taoist monk Yangmei wants to step on the wild beach and pursue chaos. He needs to find a Taoist friend.
The intermittent words finally came together into this sentence, which fell into Emperor Qing's heart. Such a sound of Tao instantly made Emperor Qing stand up.

The short words seemed simple, but with Emperor Qing's wisdom, he could see many secrets and guesses from them.

Di Qing grabbed the Dao Mark, wanting to get more, but unfortunately the Dao Mark seemed to have completely lost its power and no longer responded.

Di Qing suppressed his shock and swallowed his saliva. His eyes trembled as he was slightly stunned. "Waiting for hope in despair! How is this possible? This Dao mark came from Father God Pangu, and the words he conveyed must also have come from Father God. How terrifying it is to be able to make Father God Pangu feel despair."

"He hopes that I can grow up quickly. Is this because I am too weak to understand this? Or does he hope that I can grow up quickly and help him?"

"Of course there are many speculations! But no matter what the speculation is, what is it that can make the legendary Father Pangu despair?"

Di Qing felt as if he had seen through a great terror, an unimaginable secret. But he was so desperate that he didn't know how to guess or how to express it.

The only thing Emperor Qing knew was that he was too weak at the moment and didn't even have the qualifications to hear the secrets.

Emperor Qing thought he had defeated Tian Dao, thought he had dominated the wild world, and was almost invincible in the wild world. But now he told himself that he was too weak, pitifully weak.

For a moment, Di Qing really didn't know what it felt like. He really didn't know how to think or digest such information.

Looking at the endless desolate beach and the endless ruins in it, I feel indescribable feelings and helplessness.

Di Qing just stared quietly at the vast chaos and the desolate beach before him, and fell into a daze, trapped in a kind of heaviness that was difficult to extricate himself from.

But suddenly, a hint of Taoism, accompanied by a slight vibration of the chaos dam, instantly awakened Di Qing instinctively.

Di Qing looked at him cautiously, searching for that kind of rhyme: "Who..."

The Chaos Dam originally had no Dao rhyme, but now it suddenly appeared. Obviously there is some creature here. Emperor Qing was alert, and many treasures were ready to go. He had to be more alert than Emperor Qing to the enemy of Heavenly Dao.

"Don't panic, my friend. I have no ill intentions. I just want to see who has stepped into the dam of chaos in this ancient world." An old Taoist voice conveyed antiquity and mystery.

Then, an old man with white hair and beard and wearing a Taoist robe was seen walking slowly from a place of the Chaos Dam, holding a whisk that looked like a willow tree.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the Taoist priest, Di Qing became more alert, and his mind searched for cognition, wanting to know who this Taoist priest was. But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out who this Taoist priest was.

Therefore, Di Qing became more alert and fearful.

The Taoist was very calm, and understood Di Qing's vigilance. He stroked his beard and smiled, "Looking at your appearance, the time you were born should be not much different from the time I was born in. I wonder if you have ever heard of Yang Mei?"

"Yangmei? Are you Taoist Yangmei?" Di Qing's mind was instantly stirred with countless cognitions, thinking of who Yangmei was. In the memories of later generations, Yangmei was a cultivator who achieved enlightenment earlier than Hongjun, and he easily defeated Hongjun. In the current prehistoric world, Di Qing's cognition of Yangmei was that he was an extremely mysterious ancestor. He was a cultivator of the same generation as Hongjun, but after the rise of the three clans, there was little news about Yangmei.

After that, during the Three Clans War and the establishment of the Dao League, Yang Mei did not show up. Therefore, many cultivators thought that Yang Mei had either died or was in seclusion.

This also created the mystery of Yang Mei. Di Qing had tried to find Yang Mei before, and was also afraid of him.

But Yang Mei has never been found in the entire prehistoric world. But now Yang Mei appears before us, and even appears on this chaotic dam.

He raised his eyebrows, brushed his beard and smiled, with a kind look of vicissitudes: "It seems that you know me. I am Yangmei. Judging from your body, you should be a descendant of Pangu, who was born in the core of Buzhou. I didn't expect that the Wu clan was born during the time I left Honghuang, and grew to such a level."

Di Qing frowned, his eyes were solemn, and he still had doubts in his eyes: "Are you really Fellow Daoist Yangmei? As far as I know, Taoist Yangmei disappeared in the Three Clans Era."

"Strictly speaking, I should have disappeared in the era of the Five Clans. After the Five Clans rose up with the method of luck because of Luo Lian's plan, I had quietly achieved the realm of Hunyuan. At that time, I felt that the prehistoric world did not have the resources for me to go further. So I crossed the chaos layer and came to this chaos dam." Yang Mei did not hide it.

It also showed Di Qing his aura, his antiquity, and his cognition.

As Di Qing listened, he found that Yang Mei was the same as in his memory. Especially when he saw Yang Mei achieve enlightenment through the Great Dao of Space, he believed it a lot: "I didn't expect that the senior is actually the Taoist Yang Mei in the rumors. I didn't expect that Yang Mei, who disappeared in the prehistoric world, would come to this Chaos Dam."

"Haha... I have been missing for many years. However, I am also pursuing the great way and becoming stronger. Unfortunately, after arriving at this Chaos Dam, I found that the secrets here are difficult to explore."

"Especially when you look at the endless chaos from afar, but find it difficult to take even a single step into it. In the end, you can only waste time on the dam of chaos, experiencing the cultivation of chaos."

He raised his eyebrows and brushed his beard in admiration, gazing into the distance at the chaos, feeling indescribable melancholy and helplessness.

That's right, Yang Mei had come to the Chaos Dam since the rise of the Five Clans. But now it is difficult to go further, and this bottleneck naturally makes him melancholy.

Emperor Qing fell into deep thought, and more doubts emerged; "May I ask, Senior, how did you step onto the Chaos Dam? Speaking of which, with my current level of cultivation in the Primal Realm, it is simply impossible to get close. I also rely on the little legacy left by my father god to be able to step onto the Chaos Dam at this level."

"In the future, you will inherit the legacy of the great god Pangu, and I will naturally also inherit the legacy of the Space Demon God. I once found the remains of the Space Demon God in the ancient times. I achieved enlightenment by refining the remains of the Space Demon God, and also relied on the qualitative changes of these remains to obtain many legacies, and then I was the first to come to this chaotic dam." Yang Mei also did not hide anything, and even raised his whisk.

Yang Mei's ups and downs were originally like a willow tree, but now as Yang Mei evolved, he really turned into a willow tree: "Look, my friend, this is the hollow willow tree that I got from the Space Demon God. It's a coincidence that my body is also a top-grade spiritual root, the hollow willow tree. And the body of the Space Demon God, or the form of the Great Avenue of Space, is also a hollow willow tree."

"It can be said that I am a descendant of the Demon God, similar to the identity of your Wu clan. And by chance, I got the remains of the Space Demon God. That's why I can have my current cultivation and set foot on this Chaos Dam."

(End of this chapter)