The Styx river was once the first river in the world. After death, all living creatures will return to this river, which is the final ownership of all the spirits of heaven and earth.


    However, since the emergence of the river of destiny, the river Styx has been divided into two parts and lost the ability to absorb Yin and spirit.


    But the Styx river is the Styx River after all. It has existed for too long and carries the life and death of all things. Even if it falls into destruction, its power has not completely dissipated.


    Even, the legendary god of the Styx is practicing all the time, trying to repeat the power of the Styx in the past, so that this ancient first river can reappear in the world and dominate the common people.


    "The Styx River represents the past, but now, the destiny is in charge. What the world can do is to follow the heaven. However, if the heaven does not pity, why should our friars follow the heaven? Since I am a devil, Yang Xuan only wants to know one idea and do what he wants."


    Yang Xuan whispered, vaguely feeling that a mysterious breath came to him inexplicably, suppressing most of his luck.


    "If you comply with the destiny, you will be favored by the destiny. It seems that my so-called son of the destiny is not completely protected by the destiny. After I have the idea of going against the heaven in my heart, the destiny will punish me."


    Yang Xuan didn''t worry about it. As a demon monk, he was destined to make great achievements in the future without his determination to fight against the sky.


    "Your boy, this is to disobey orders!"


    Just then, he suddenly heard a sigh from the God of fate.


    "There''s no way. I''m me. I won''t be affected by foreign things, and I''m not willing to be manipulated by fate. Your master created the river of destiny in the past. I''m afraid he didn''t want to bind heaven and earth with destiny."


    Yang Xuan paused and said, "this destiny is like a cage. Only by really breaking the cage can we get great detachment, great freedom and hope to prove eternal life."


    "Well, you''re right, but destiny is destiny after all. Even I, the nominal God of destiny, can''t control it. Now that you choose to go against the sky, you have to be prepared to fight against fate. This process will be accompanied by many disasters, and even you will die in the end."


    "What''s the fear of death? I won''t regret what I''ve decided. Let the storm be more violent. I''ll see what fate can do for me?"


    As soon as he said this, Yang Xuan''s luck suddenly dropped to the freezing point. Obviously, fate was also angered by his words. Maybe bad luck will come soon.


    "Well, it''s your own choice. You are very similar to the Western Buddha in those years. You are a stubborn temper that will never shrink back after you recognize it. However, this temper also suits my appetite. I''ll just give you one last help."


    "Help me?"


    "Those who disobey the destiny should be punished by the destiny. Among them, the punishment for the son of destiny is particularly terrible. Don''t you really think that you can really surpass the destiny with the seed of destiny?"


    "Well, isn''t my name no longer on the wheel of destiny?"


    "No doesn''t mean disappearance. In fact, your name and all the information about you have been branded on the wheel of destiny. It can be said that unless you preach eternal life, it will be difficult to go step by step from now on, and great disaster may come at any time."


    "So terrible!?"


    "Of course, heaven''s destiny cannot be violated, and those who violate it will be punished by heaven. Do you believe that if I don''t help you today, there will even be a fairy king, the fairy emperor, who will suddenly come and fight you, such as the North Xuanxian emperor, who always wants to kill you, and how much chance do you think you have of winning against the North Xuanxian emperor?"


    "There is no chance of winning. If that man comes in his real body, I will die. But if you help me, will it bring you trouble?"


    "There must be trouble, but it doesn''t hurt. It''s just sleeping for a while."


    "Great grace is not thanked. If you prove eternal life in the future, I will help you get out of this mire."


    "Hehe, you''re not the first one to say you want to help me. Whether you can do it or not, I''ll thank you“


    After that, Yang Xuan felt that the fatalistic seed in his body was forcibly sealed by a mysterious force, and the sealing of the fatalistic seed also completely disconnected his whole person from destiny.


    No, this is not a real disconnection, but a temporary shielding. Once the seal of the fatalistic seed is untied, he will be immediately detected by destiny, and there will be a great disaster at that time.


    "Ten thousand years, I can only seal ten thousand years. After ten thousand years, your breath will be sensed again by destiny. At that time, whether you live or die depends on your personal creation."


    Leave a word, the God of fate is silent.


    "Thank you."


    Yang Xuan stood up and saluted respectfully. At the same time, he also understood that the next cultivation had to depend on himself.


    His life and death have been removed by fate. His name will not appear on the wheel of fate for at least ten thousand years.


    "It is imperative to cultivate, strengthen and refine the Styx river."


    Then he strode out of the cave and came to tianwai alone, where he led out the Styx river.


    Boom!


    With a loud noise, at the foot of Yang Xuan, a huge black river appeared out of thin air, stretching for tens of millions of miles.


    This is the Styx River, half of the river blocked by the river of destiny. Yang Xuan sat cross legged on the river and was full of monstrous magic gas.


    With just a flick of his sleeve, the vast pure Yin force gushed out of the Styx River and was directly swallowed into his stomach with his mouth open and forced to refine.


    Fortunately, the more the Styx River spreads outward, the more it becomes invisible. Otherwise, Yang Xuan''s crazy move is bound to be noticed by strong people from all sides.


    "What''s the matter? How could such an evil and strange river appear on the distant sky."


    "Such visions will bring evil spirits to the world. It''s not a good sign!"


    In Shenwu mainland, the crowd looked up at the sky. Even at night, they could vaguely see the long river across the vast starry sky.


    The long river was dark, just like a huge and ferocious black dragon, lying there quietly, giving people a feeling of incomparable terror.


    At the moment, as strong as Zhuang Zongzheng and Mo Yuanzi, they can only look at the starry sky and keep sucking cold air.


    This vision lasted for three days. During the day, the long black river was particularly clear, completely masking the sun, making the whole Shenwu continent dark and like night.


    When people saw this scene, they were all suppressed to the extreme, and they all had a trembling feeling of the coming of the end. Fortunately, after three days, the Heihe River gradually faded away, making the world clear again.


    At the same time, Yang Xuan also returned to the cave. At this moment, he was full of breath. He had reached the peak of the emperor and could step into the cave at any time.


    He has the black lotus of creation. He doesn''t need to understand again. He can become a cave master in one fell swoop.