Empress: Husband, are you actually the leader of the Demon Sect?

Chapter 232 The Eternal Secret, The Monarch of Absolute Beginning!
"Who is this man!"

The chill broke out, and the sky was terrified, making Patriarch Gu Shan's entire scalp numb.

Following the cold eyes of Luo Feng Ghost Martial God, just one glance made him feel the unprecedented and terrifying intent of killing.

It was as if the body of this person was filled with an endless sea of ​​blood, surrounded by hundreds of millions of dead souls!

Without any words, it was already a shock!
Luo Fenggui Martial God raised his hand again, lightly clasped it, and screamed again, Linghu Sun stared at the pupils of fear, his entire body was shattered in an instant.

The Dao foundation collapsed, the true essence disappeared, and even the power of the soul was also in this palm, unable to resist the slightest bit, and was crushed by a terrifying force.

Until... the soul flies away!
This scene has been unable to be seen by everyone.

In the instant that Luofeng Ghost Martial God walked out of the Da Luo Monument, the whole world had been plunged into darkness, and everyone prostrated themselves on the ground with eyes wide open.

The endless black wind is raging, and the terrifying coercion covers all things in the world. Even a person of Zhou Xuanji's level is full of fear and cannot raise his head.

Looking at the Misty Palace Master Nalan Qiongyu, his complexion was pale, and his whole mind was caught in an indescribable storm.

Liu Bingrou in the distance, had the foresight to pull Wushuang to hide far away.

Feeling such killing power at this moment, he shivered and screamed: "Shuang'er, have you seen it? This is the power of your father Renhuang!"

"Since he is the Emperor of the Taichu Continent, there must be a reason to be recognized by the Taichu Continent!"

As the screams resounded, Wushuang could no longer hear the slightest bit. Her whole body was covered with coercion, the storm exploded in her ears, the world was dizzy, and her vision was even more distorted and blurred.

Looking in the direction of the shattered city tower, two corpses were swaying in the wind, Luo Feng Gui Wushen coldly glanced at the depths of the ancient clan.

The ancestor Gu Shan's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he didn't say a word.

Guan Chen looked at this scene indifferently, and suddenly with a flick of his sleeves, he dispersed the Mantian Emperor's palace, let Luo Feng walk into the Da Luo Monument again, and then said to Gu Xuanyuan:
"Today's matter has nothing to do with you, and you don't need to have any burden."

After saying this, Guan Chen took one last look at Nuoda's ancient domain, and left in a huff.

The situation was turbulent and couldn't calm down for a long time, Liu Bingrou hurriedly took Wushuang and followed closely behind.

Gu Xuanyuan struggled to get up from the ground, his face was ashen and stunned.

The gaze returned to the attic of the ancient clan's ancestral hall, at its highest point, the former white-haired old man was leaning on a cane, looking in the direction where the golden light left.

He remained silent, and all the members of the ancestral hall behind him lowered their heads, their foreheads covered with cold sweat.

After a while, a figure walked in the corridor.

He was wearing an ancient wind robe, his expression was calm and majestic, and there was a breath of detachment flowing from his body, as if he was integrated with the heaven and the earth.

But in front of the white-haired old man, he also didn't say anything, and his right hand under the cuff couldn't stop trembling slightly.

It seemed that he had suffered some kind of injury during the bombardment with Luo Feng Gui Wushen's power.

The venue was dead silent, no one spoke in the ancestral hall, but the sound of extremely tense breathing could be clearly heard.

Finally, the white-haired old man turned around slowly, and looked at the ancestor Gushan in front of him expressionlessly.

Patriarch Gu Shan stepped back, forcibly suppressing all the invisible coercion of himself to the extreme, so as not to hurt the old man in front of him.

"Gu Shan, Gu Shan, do you know what stupid mistakes you made?"

The white-haired old man's crutches trembled, and his old and cloudy eyes kept showing anger.

Gu Shan stood in front of him, lowered his head, and remained silent.

It is obvious that he is the ancestor of the entire ancient clan, who has survived for a long time, and he is standing on the ceiling of the end of the realm of cultivation in the Taichu Continent.

But in front of this old man, he still seems to be just a child.

Looking at the endless death energy oozing from the white-haired old man, Gu Shan finally sighed: "Second Master, in that situation earlier, with the gathering of various forces in the mainland, how could I demean myself as an ancient clan?"

"Severely punishing Gu Shifeng and Linghu Sun is already the greatest face I have given that Human Sovereign."

After the words fell, the white-haired old man suddenly picked up his crutches and slammed Gu Shan twice, as if he hated iron but steel.

Such movements seemed to have exhausted his strength, making his body unstable, and he was hurriedly supported by many Gu clans.

"You're an asshole!"

The white-haired old man pointed at the ancient mountain, his face trembling with anger.

"The ancestors have given advice. There are two parties in the Taichu Continent that cannot be messed with. One is the Martial God Palace, and the other is the Human Emperor Palace!"

"If Xuanyuan wasn't here today, you would be dead!"

The white-haired old man pointed his scepter at the ancient mountain, almost roaring hysterically.

Gu Shan was silent. Before the mysterious Martial God appeared, he might have sneered, and even made the decision for Gu Xuanyuan, changing the owner of the entire Human Emperor Palace.

But after the mysterious Valkyrie appeared, he found that he had indeed made a wrong decision.

"Today, I will tell you a secret." The white-haired old man lost his breath a lot, and he turned around slowly again, looking at the setting sun.

"A long, long time ago, in the territory of Taichu, ten people from outside the mainland appeared. These ten people hid a huge secret. They borrowed the Wordless Heavenly Book from the head teacher of Tianshumen at that time."

"They used the heavenly book to create a strange secret realm, and created a large number of tokens, which were scattered in every corner of the continent, and anyone who is destined can get them."

"The token has a heavenly effect. It can divide the identity level and strength level of the holder of the token into a list of inheritance."

"In other words, only those who are number one in the mainland can inherit the imperial palace, and this is also the mission of these ten people, but..."

The eyes of the white-haired old man revealed ancient reminiscences. He has lived to this day and has become immortal. He has forgotten many things, but he will never forget that past event.

"Suddenly one day, another unknown existence descended from outside the mainland. He killed those ten people with the intention of destroying the Human Emperor's Hall. At the moment when a large number of powerful people in the Human Emperor's Hall disappeared, an old man rushed back."

"The Human Emperor's Hall has been preserved so far, but he founded the Martial God Hall on the Taichu Continent. Whenever there is a human emperor, the Martial God Hall will follow that person's will and kill him."

"Later, I realized that the Human Emperor's Palace is the lifeblood of the Taichu Continent, and the Human Emperor is the... monarch of all creatures and creatures in our place!"

"If the monarch dies, the immortals in the sky will come to the beginning, enslave all living beings, and everything will perish!"

After the white-haired old man said these words with enthusiasm, Gu Shan's mind was buzzing, and he froze in place for a while.

"But...Second Master, that Human Sovereign is just a young man who has only practiced for less than ten years. How could he be recognized by those ten people as the heir to the Imperial Palace?"

Gu Shan's heart trembled and he couldn't understand.

The white-haired old man turned around again, looked at the ancient mountain, and replied word by word: "How do you know whether he possesses a power far beyond the infinite imagination of the Taichu Continent?"

After one sentence fell, Gu Shan's face finally turned pale.

He thought of the mysterious Martial God, and of the indescribably supreme aura of about thirteen faint paths within the tearing space!
(End of this chapter)