Devouring Sword God

Chapter 911 Withered Figure
This is a place filled with smog, but the smog here is not the fog outside the castle, but a breath that makes people feel clean.

It's as if, there are people offering incense here all the year round, and the spirit of incense has accumulated for thousands of years.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the air of incense stirred in vain, one of the spaces was distorted, and then a ray of light tore through the space, revealing two figures.

When his feet landed on the ground, Yi Xiaoyao's slightly drowsy head immediately regained consciousness.

Then his gaze was raised immediately, scanning the strange environment around him.

"where is this place?"

Yi Xiaoyao looked at the hazy space around him, with a trace of surprise and shock on his face.

A moment ago, he was still in front of the two trial passages at the entrance of the castle, but he came here at this moment.

Moreover, when he was pulled into this space just now, he clearly heard a voice.

"It seems that we have come to the interior of this castle!"

Ou Huang's equally suspicious voice came from next to him, and he could feel that there was a huge fortune hidden in this space.

"A strange breath!"

Yi Xiaoyao lightly sniffed the scent of incense that was everywhere in this place, and then suddenly felt that when he inhaled these breaths into his body, there seemed to be a kind of energy in his body that he didn't know what it was.

Immediately, he followed the direction of the incense and walked forward.

Gradually, a simple and solemn shrine came into view, with more than ten tablets enshrined on it, and three sticks of burning incense curling up with green smoke.

The smoke around was produced by these three sticks of incense.

It's just that what makes Yi Xiaoyao feel strange is that thousands of years have passed here, and there are still incense burning here, which is really weird.

But his strangeness was quickly attracted by the tablets enshrined in the shrine.

The tablet in the first row of the shrine is engraved with "The God Tablet of the Ancestor Yi Wuming", and there are two small characters in the lower right corner, marking the cultivation level of this Yi Wuming.

mortal.

In other words, the ancestor of the Bazhiyi clan was actually just an ordinary person.

The tablet in the second column also has a name engraved on it, but in the lower right corner is engraved with "Jia Yu Yin Yang Realm".

In the third row of tablets, the lower right corner becomes "Jia Yu Nirvana Realm, Mind Eye Realm of Life and Death".

……

Until the last row of tablets, Yi Xiaoyao's eyes changed in surprise.

"Yi Wutian, Jiayu reach the sky, mind and eyes reach the sky, the emperor reach the sky!"

Although Yi Xiaoyao didn't know what the words "Jiayu, Xinyan, Huangzhe" represented, it was obvious that this Yi Wutian's strength had already reached the Heavenly Realm!
And from these tablets, Yi Xiaoyao also discovered a pattern, that is, each generation of the ancestors of the overbearing Yi clan became stronger and stronger.

What surprised Yi Xiaoyao was not only these, he even saw another tablet next to Yi Wutian's tablet.

"The adopted son of the Yi clan, destroy the sky!"

At this time, Ou Huang, who was also observing these tablets, couldn't help but exclaimed.

He also saw the tablet, and Mie Tian's name was engraved on it!
And in the lower right corner of the Mietian Tablet, there is also a line of small characters marking the level of cultivation.

"Skills reaching the heavens."

Compared with the "Jiayu" and "Heart Eye" on other tablets, as well as Yi Wutian's unique "Emperor", Mietian's "Skill Way" is unique.

The information contained in it is really huge and incredible.

"It's over, it's over! The old man seems to know some ulterior secrets, and the sense of crisis that is more terrifying than death has become extremely strong!"

Ou Huang murmured with a pale face. He was a living spirit, so he naturally understood the truth that the more he knew, the worse his death would be.

The next moment, his small eyes that were looking around in a panic suddenly narrowed, and then he let out a horrified cry.

Yi Xiaoyao looked in the direction of Ou Huang's gaze, only to realize that there was a figure like a mummy sitting cross-legged in the corner amidst the hazy scent of incense.

Moreover, this figure seemed to be looking at him with its eyes open.

A creepy feeling emerged spontaneously from the bottom of Yi Xiaoyao's heart.

There are still living people in this place that has been buried for thousands of years!

"Pre... Senior!"

Ou Huang hurriedly cupped his fists at the figure and said in a trembling voice, "This junior just didn't intend to enter this place, and even more so, he didn't intend to get a glimpse of these secrets. Senior, please hold me high and let me go!"

However, that withered figure didn't pay attention to Ou Huang at all, and still looked at Yi Xiaoyao quietly.

"What's your last name?"

After a while, the withered figure let out a voice of vicissitudes, and asked Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment, but he still clasped his fists respectfully and replied, "The junior's surname is Yi, and his first name is Xiaoyao."

"what?"

Ou Huang looked at Yi Xiaoyao in surprise, this guy was still thinking fast, knowing that this is the ancestral hall of the Yi clan, he lied about his surname Yi, and pretended to be a descendant of the overbearing Yi clan.

But this kind of information that some people in the city can think of, the withered figure does not look suspicious at all.

Because this withered figure can be determined, Yi Xiaoyao can only have two surnames.

The first one is Yi.

And the second...

"Sword Clan, what is your relationship with you?"

The withered figure asked again, as if confirming something.

"Sword clan?"

Yi Xiaoyao frowned, he had heard about this race more than once, before Xue You firmly believed that he was a member of the Sword Clan.

"Although the younger generation has heard of the Sword Clan from other people, they don't know what the origin of the Sword Clan is, let alone have any contact with it."

He answered truthfully, and then asked again: "I wonder if senior can tell me what the Sword Clan is?"

Hearing Yi Xiaoyao's words, the withered figure seemed to have confirmed something, and a look of joy appeared on his withered face.

The next moment, his joy turned cold because of Yi Xiaoyao's question.

"The Sword Clan is a disgrace to my Yi Clan!"

The withered figure pointed at Yi Xiaoyao, and shouted, "It's your shame!"

Yi Xiaoyao was startled by the voice and his heart trembled, but soon he understood another meaning of it.

"Senior, what do you mean, I am a member of the Yi clan?"

Although he had guessed this for a long time, after being confirmed by this withered figure, he was still somewhat excited.

The withered figure suddenly burst out laughing.

"That's right! You are the offspring of my Yi Clan. The heavens have eyes, and my Yi Clan is still alive!"

Immediately afterwards, the man's dry eyes stared at Yi Xiaoyao and said, "It's just that the blood in your body contains not only the blood of my Yi clan, but also the blood of the Sword clan. Presumably... the one hidden in my Yi clan The thing with thousands of years of blood has been completely awakened in you, right?"

When Yi Xiaoyao heard this, his heart was shocked.

He had an intuition, what this withered figure said, the thing hidden for thousands of years, should be referring to the soul of the sword god!

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(End of this chapter)