Hong Huang: I really don’t want to be the emperor of heaven

Wang Xuanfu was reborn in the prehistoric world and became the Duke of Dongwang. However, the three lectures in Zixiao Palace had already ended, which meant that he was not far from death.

But when he walked out of Zifu, he found that this prehistoric world was a little different. It was full of barbarism, killing and chaos everywhere. There was no advanced civilization at all, and the order was non-existent.

After experiencing the prosperity of the later generations, he wanted to do something, but found that he really couldn’t do it, and was afraid of death, so he could only do something quietly.

Many years later, Donghua’s cultivation was already the best in the prehistoric world. Standing in the heaven, looking at the Lingxiao Palace in front of him, he felt mixed emotions.

Fuxi: “Your Majesty, now that the witches and demons have fallen and the great cause has been accomplished, please enter the heaven and ascend the throne to become the emperor. ”

Donghua looked at the heavenly book of the Conferred God List in his hand and sighed: “I really didn’t want to be the emperor of heaven.