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Heavenly Court of the Future, Manyu Mountain.

On top of a precipice, it was filled with colorful wildflowers that surrounded a jade pavilion, and within the pavilion stood a woman.

This woman looked to be quite young. She had the appearance of a young girl. She was seven feet tall and very slender. She wore a pink-white cotton dress, standing in a graceful manner.

But no matter how you looked at it, she wasn't a young girl.

With his hands behind his back, he stood up naturally, yet he gave off a sense of oppression.

At the same time, the woman's eyelids drooped slightly as her gaze focused, containing a powerful aura.

She silently looked at the foot of the Manyu Mountain.

Many pavilions overlapped and relied on some kind of formation to connect with each other. It was too crowded, so the original appearance of these pavilions could not be seen.

Many of the Godkings were shuttling back and forth within their ranks.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard.

It was Xuanyuan Aohan and a few young Celestial Kings.

For the past hundred thousand years, there had been less and less of Wang Haicheng, who was nicknamed the Masters of the Kings in the Supreme Academy. For the past hundred thousand years, there had been less and less of Wang Haicheng, who was known as the Masters of the Kings, and the various matters of the Supreme Academy were handled by the second-in-charge, Xuanyuan Aohan.

Xuanyuan Aohan walked up to the woman and cupped his hands in a respectful salute.

The woman didn't turn her head and said, "Elder Wang hasn't appeared for a long time."

Xuanyuan Aohan straightened his body and chuckled, "Elder Wang knows Madam will ask. For the past hundred thousand years, Elder Wang has been living in seclusion. Many people thought that he had truly aged. There are even rumors that he has seen the end of his life. "

"Since you're smiling, you definitely aren't." The woman turned around, her face expressionless. "I thought so too."

"Elder Wang has participated in the imprinting plan." Xuanyuan Aohan had pointed everything out with one sentence.

The woman nodded her head: "The Bow of Primitive Force s are already ninety percent complete. There are still a few steps left."

Xuanyuan Aohan said, "We still need Madam to manage the last few steps."

"I'm just a lady in name." The woman spoke in a light tone, her words seemingly filled with sadness.

Xuanyuan Aohan said in a serious tone, "But it's also Madam."

The woman was one of the big shots of the Heavenly Court of the Future, the first secretary of the Conference of Worlds, the one seated in the Creation God Palace.

It was known as the Great Celestial Moon.

Nangong Jingyu.

She had lived in seclusion for many years, had never experienced any worldly matters, and had been stripped of her position. However, she was still the honorary Minister of Heavenly Court of the Future, and at the same time, was also the "Patriarch of Meng Family" whom Heavenly Court of the Future and Conference of Worlds had jointly acknowledged.

But just as she had said, she had never admitted to being the Patriarch of the Meng Clan.

Accompanied by Xuanyuan Aohan, she walked down the Manyu Mountain and headed towards the great formation.

Arriving at a mountain bend, Nangong Jingyu saw a woman wearing sackcloth.

Meng Niuniu.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment before Meng Niuniu cupped her hands and greeted, "Madam."

Nangong Jingyu thought for a while with a playful expression. Finally, she smiled and nodded. "Niu Niu, we haven't seen each other in a long time."

"It's been a long time." Meng Niuniu laughed.

Afterwards, the two walked down the mountain side by side.

On a cliff, several divine kings were currently conversing. Two men and one woman were occasionally laughing loudly.

When Nangong Jingyu, Meng Niuniu, and Xuanyuan Aohan's group came closer, the young god kings hurriedly turned around and knelt on one knee, "Madam, Ancestor."

Nangong Jingyu looked at the young Celestial King in the lead and said, "It's been more than ten years since we last met. First, I think I've matured a lot."

Meng Chenxin stood up and cupped his hands, "Madam, please do not blame me for not visiting you all these years."

Nangong Jingyu patted Meng Yinsan's forehead and continued walking forward.

"Every time I see your first remembrance, I think of your grandfather." Nangong Jingyu said in a low voice, as if she was deeply moved.

Meng Niuniu remained silent.

"I've never seen the other two." Nangong Jingyu turned around and glanced at Meng Li and the others.

The man said, "Madam, I'm Brother Nian's cousin, Meng Zhi Suo."

Meng Niuniu introduced, "At least he's my fifth son's descendant. "As for this little girl, Meng Jiuyu, she's also the descendant of my fifth brother."

The woman nodded shyly.

Nangong Jingyu smiled benevolently.

The group of people walked all the way to the foot of the mountain of Manyu Mountain, until they reached the front of the great formation.

Here, many Celestial Kings were busy.

When that group of people arrived, among them, a few Godking walked out. A dozen or so men and women saluted and called 'Madam' and 'Ancestor' one after the other.

Madam naturally addressed Nangong Jingyu. As for Ancestor, he addressed Meng Niuniu.

They were all Meng Niuniu's descendants. There were eight generations, nine generations, ten generations, and even a child from the eleventh generation. They were only a few thousand years old, but their Celestial King of the Five Tribulations was already at the level of Celestial King of the Five Tribulations.

As for the others, there were the sixth, the seventh, the eighth, and the ninth.

For example, that Celestial King of Nine Tribulations was something that Meng Chong had read up to first. It held an important position in the Heavenly Court of the Future's Heavenly Dao Divine Palace, and amongst the people from the Meng family, this Celestial King of Nine Tribulations could be considered a senior.

However, even this Celestial King of Nine Tribulations would have to call Meng Niuniu its ancestor when it saw her, because he was the descendant of Meng Niuniu's one and only grandson.

"The Meng family truly has a plethora of talents." "Nangong Jingyu suddenly exclaimed and then looked toward Meng Yinsan." Currently, all of the Peak Overlord in the world are over forty million years old, and you are the youngest. "

Meng said with a smile, "I'm ashamed. Aside from talent, we are also under the protection of the Heavenly Dao's laws, four thousand True Meaning of the Great Tao, as well as the entire universe's energy. We have too many advantages, so how would we dare to compete with the seniors here? "

"Aiyo, being so modest isn't like you." Nangong Jingyu laughed.

The other members of the Meng Clan all began to laugh.

Meng Niuniu looked at Meng Chong and said, "So, all these years, you've been very arrogant?"

Meng Yinsan turned pale with fright. He quickly waved his hand and said to Nangong Jingyu with a sullen face, "Madam, you don't want to harm me. I'm still a child."

Everyone was laughing and unhappy.

Xuanyuan Aohan walked forward a few steps and then smiled: "Thirteen thousand years ago, the Bow of Primitive Force had already been built, but it only had form and no soul. The various structures of the Conference of Worlds, especially the highest institutions, the various divine palaces of the Heavenly Court of the Future, and the guardians of the the Source of the Heavens, used nine thousand years of time to inject 'soul' into the Bow of Primitive Force."1

Meng Niuniu was puzzled. "What is this soul?"

"All the formless powers of the Celestial King Universe." Xuanyuan Aohan said, then looked at Meng Yinsan and said, "First remembrance, there are many other members of the Meng Clan who are also participating."

"The energy of the Celestial King Universe, the laws, the core of the True Meaning of the Great Tao, the imprint, the Immortal Monument, the vigorous lives and souls of the Power of Desire, the Power of Will s of the Heavenly Court of the Future, the human nature, the merits of the Buddhism Realm, the demonic energy of the dragon realm, the energy of the Demon World, the energy existing in everything, and so on, all of these intangible and intangible energies have been injected into the Bow of Primitive Force, fusing together and becoming one entity. It is like blood flowing within the formation, and then, through the meticulous weaving of millions of Divine Kings, forming a network.

Xuanyuan Aohan continued: "Four thousand years ago, the thirty-five Peak Overlord, which is also called Celestial King of Ten Tribulations, under the heavens reorganized the network and at the same time, oversaw the various Array Eye, consolidating the great formation."

"Thirty-five?" Meng Niuniu was startled. "There are already thirty-five Celestial King of Ten Tribulations under the heavens?"

"That's right." Xuanyuan Aohan said: "In the past hundred thousand years, the Celestial King Universe has ushered in the third big explosion, bringing about a huge increase in the number of Divine Kings, in an era where there was a flourishing outbreak earlier, the number of Divine Kings was not even worth mentioning compared to the hundred thousand years previously. However, Celestial King Universe has already reached the limit, and the number of Divine Kings have also reached the saturation point.

Xuanyuan Aohan said as he pointed to a spot in the array. It requires all the Meng Family to stand among the Array Eye s here. This is the head of the Bow of Primitive Force, the most important thing is that there are tens of thousands of Meng Family members scattered all over the Bow of Primitive Force s, all the way to the Craftsman Empire, this is the last thing the Bow of Primitive Force should do. "

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