Strongest Villain System

There were too many mysteries and unknowns. There were no sun, moon, stars, and the universe. There was also no time and destiny. There were only unknown, unknown, and strange factors.    

There was either a point, a plane, or an endless void.    

At the intersection of low latitude and reality, two strange ancient bronze coffins that had been sealed for countless years floated in the air. Countless strange mists pervaded the air, filling the air with unknown and unknown things.    

On top of countless strange lines, one ancient bronze coffin had a turtle shell suspended in the air, while the other ancient bronze coffin had a jade tree suspended in the air. They reflected each other into strange lines, as if they were going to completely seal the unknown and strange.    

Low latitude had an indiscernible erosion towards reality. Everything here might not exist, but it might also exist. Reality and illusion, energy and matter.    

The ancient River Diagram and Book of Luo were said to have existed for countless years. They had the ability to calculate the heavens and earth, analyze fate, see through all things, and peer into the cycle of reincarnation.    

No one knew that this diagram and book were the true original River Diagram and Book of Luo. Even if the River Diagram and Book of Luo had appeared in the primordial chaos, they were merely projections of the true River Diagram and Book of Luo.    

One book and one picture had long since accompanied Emperor Chen and Emperor Yue, suppressing them at this endless low latitude.    

No living being knew!    

Because knowing it already did not exist anymore. There were living beings who could transcend above the higher dimensions, but they did not dare to easily descend below the low latitude.    

Other than the Supreme Emperor who was above the dome of heaven in the past!    

However, things in the world were always relative. No one descended below the low dimension, but it did not mean that no one could do it.    

Below the endless low latitude, there was either a point or a plane. Amidst the unknown and strange, there was a three-dimensional ripple.    

It was as if there were circles of ripples on the surface of the water, and the plane was actually opened. It was only a plane with a length and width. Originally, there was no concept of height, but at this moment, the plane had changed from a flat surface to a three-dimensional one.    

Long, wide, high. It seemed to have become a two-dimensional upgrade in an instant.    

Substance, energy, karma, and fate did not exist in low dimensions. They could produce indescribable mutations in reality. There seemed to be strange whispers and unknown summons.    

Everything seemed to be non-existent, but also seemed to exist. It was full of extreme erosion.    

Dreams and reality alternated. In the depths of endless darkness, an indescribable, indescribable end, two ancient bronze coffins floated in the air. One book and one diagram shone brilliantly, drawing out countless lines and patterns.    

The Chen Emperor!    

Emperor Yue!    

It had been a long time of disorder, and it was no longer known to all living beings. Before an unknown period of time, the invasion from the low latitude had not hesitated to suppress the low latitude with its body. Up until now, it was not known by time, not recorded by fate, and there was no karmic manifestation.    

Wait!    

The wait of time did not stop!    

The world was endless, Endless Age.    

Under the low latitude, time was meaningless.    

The hanging coffin sealed the River Diagram and Book of Luo. The supreme power of the River Diagram and Book of Luo prevented the low latitude from invading reality.    

But it had been too long. It had been so long that the world had fallen, the heavens and the earth had collapsed, and the future had been filled with tribulations and tribulations. No one could remember their existence anymore.    

Crack!    

They had been sealed for a long time. A tiny crack appeared on the ancient bronze coffin, which had almost decayed for countless eras. A rotten hand with green fur extended from it.    

At that moment, endless mist filled the surroundings, interweaving with a bizarre aura that seemed to have existed since ancient times. It was as if countless indescribable existences were whispering to each other, as if they were bewitched by the unknown.    

"Seal!"    

In that instant!    

The coffin on the other side of the coffin trembled lightly, and an extremely terrifying might swept out. The Yu Shu floating above the ancient coffin reflected a heaven overflowing brilliance. The mysterious lines outlined the darkness, and an enormous Eight Trigrams phantom appeared. It directly dispersed the surrounding dark fog and indescribable sounds.    

"Big... Brother... ... The time had not arrived yet... " You can't be born... "    

"I... use my body to suppress... low latitude..."    

"Don't tell me... you want to... become one of them..."    

"Big brother... Hold on..."    

Another ancient bronze coffin spoke in an ancient language that did not belong to any of the modern languages. From her voice, one could feel a deep sense of unease and difficulty, as if she had reached her limit.    

"Yue..."    

"I... can't hold on any longer... let me go..."    

"You and I will disappear from time... from fate... from karma to nothingness..."    

"Our descendants and citizens... have been destroyed in the mortal world..."    

"But... the powerful enemy has yet to die..."    

"I am unwilling... unwilling..."    

The unknown entity with the rotting green-furred palm made a sound. It gave off an incomparably terrifying aura, as if it wanted to throw itself into the eternal low latitude and become an indescribable member.    

"Emperor Chen... Emperor Yue... don't struggle anymore. Don't resist anymore..."    

"All of you are destined to be one of us..."    

"Join us! Only by joining us can you break free from the restraint of low latitude and pull the universe into low latitude."    

"Your descendants, your bloodline, your people, and all the living beings of that era have long since disappeared, no one remembers you"    

"Heaven and earth, time, fate, cause and effect. The world, reincarnation, no one remembers you"    

"You are two wandering ghosts, so why continue to resist? Why continue to struggle? Give up the River Diagram and the Book of Luo, and let go of your pride and principles."    

"Fall! Fall! Join the low-latitude world and become one of us!"    

Countless mists gathered, as if billions of indescribable existences had gathered, releasing ancient Aria tunes filled with endless bewitchment and erosion, as if it could make all life sink forever.    

"Emperor Yue... I don't want to struggle anymore..."    

"Give up!"    

I want revenge.... "    

"No matter what happens, I won't hesitate."    

"I want those enemies... to seize my Kunlun... and to know that they did not take my Kunlun... and that they killed my people..."    

"My Emperor Chen is still alive!"    

The Chen Family's Emperor's voice was filled with endless hatred. Even the light of the ancient void jade diagram dimmed faintly. The lines on all four sides seemed as if they were going to disappear. The endless dense fog wanted to break free.    

"No... Big Brother..."    

"Suppress!"    

The other ancient coffin shook the void as the ancient book swept out, and then the images of the eight trigrams appeared one after another to maintain the lines of the River Diagram that were about to collapse.    

"Emperor Yue, Emperor Chen has already given up. Why do you have to struggle?"    

"Sign the contract!"    

" Join our low latitude and become our indescribable Supreme Lord. "    

"You need our power..."    

Emperor Yue, don't resist anymore! No one remembers you anymore."    

The indescribable, indescribable, and unforgettable endless fog was filled with extreme bewitchment and erosion. It was as if it was going to collapse the final trace of faith in Emperor Yue and Emperor Chen's hearts.    

"Who said that no one remembers them!?"    

At the same time, in the sky above the low latitude, a hazy figure that was covered in mysterious energy appeared. His voice was like thunder from the nine heavens, shaking the ancient low latitude.    

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