Devouring Sword God

Chapter 978
"How is it? Cultivator!"

Seeing Yi Xiu's expression, Yi Xiaoyao smiled triumphantly, as if he wanted to get his compliment.

The worry in the depths of Yi Xiu's eyes before finally dissipated at this moment, and he couldn't help but nodded.

"Is this the power of the combination of domineering and cultivation? It's really good!"

He, who was always strict, praised Yi Xiaoyao in a rare way, with a solemn expression on his face.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Xiu seemed to have thought of something, and a touch of excitement appeared on his face.

"Moreover, the brilliance of the Yi clan will definitely reach a new level in your body!"

You must know that the Yi clan was born unable to cultivate, but they were still able to crush the same realm and dominate the ancient times with the two domineering auras of Jiayu and Xinyan.

If the members of the Yi clan can cultivate, possess these two kinds of arrogance, and possess a strong cultivation base, it is enough to imagine what kind of concept that is!
It can be said that all the Tyrannical Yi clans in history are incomplete.

Because they are born to be able to cultivate domineering, but they can't master the art of domineering, one of the four major domineering.

But now, Yi Xiaoyao is fully capable of making up for this deficiency.

Especially after he seized the Mietian Secret Treasure and learned the art of domineering, that kind of natural defect will appear perfect in Yi Xiaoyao!
"I'm looking forward to the birth of a perfect member of the Yi clan, so..."

Under the thought, Yi Xiu said seriously to Yi Xiaoyao: "Go, go and seize the Mietian Secret Treasure, and become the first and only emperor in this world with all the domineering power!"

"Well! I will!"

Yi Xiaoyao nodded heavily, but then he smiled and said: "But if you can go with me, the master, then I have greater confidence, after all, you are so strong, the master."

Through these three years of practice, he has already felt the power and unfathomable power of Yi Xiu.

Although he doesn't have the slightest cultivation, Yi Xiaoyao knows that Yi Xiu's strength is definitely stronger than those nine sea masters.

But just when Yi Xiaoyao was planning to use Yi Xiula as his helper, a basin of cold water greeted him.

"Stinky boy, don't get the old man's attention. The old man wants to go out and help you, but I can only think about it."

Yi Xiu shook his head, and then sighed helplessly: "The old man said a long time ago that he died thousands of years ago."

"Really dead?"

Yi Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment, he had indeed heard the other party say this, but he always thought it was Yi Xiu's self-deprecating remarks.

After all, although the Yi Xiu in front of him had a rotten aura, he was indeed standing in front of him alive.

"The reason why this old man is able to stand in front of you is only to use a special method to sustain a trace of divine thought through the domineering spirit of the incense in the holy shrine."

Yi Xiu explained: "Once the old man leaves the ancestral hall for too long, his body will decay and his mind will collapse, especially at night. The old man is a dead person who cannot move, how can he leave here with you."

"Is that so?"

It was only then that Yi Xiaoyao suddenly realized, no wonder Yi Xiu would return to the holy shrine every night.

He has been too focused on his cultivation, and he has not discovered the truth of this matter until now.

At the same time, thinking of Yi Xiu's death, Yi Xiaoyao felt even more sad.

"Brat, don't do this. Even though the old man died, he didn't disappear from the world. The old man still wants to use this body to continue the incense for the Yi clan for thousands of years."

Yi Xiu seemed to have seen Yi Xiaoyao's thoughts, and smiled lightly, stepped forward and patted his head.

Then, he patted Yi Xiaoyao on the shoulder and said, "And I believe that even without this old man, you can face everything."

Yi Xiaoyao raised his head and met those dry sunken eyes.

At this moment, Yi Xiu's eyes also burst into a gleam.

"The Overlord Yi Clan has never been weak!"

This sound, low and melodious, resounded throughout the ancestral land of the Yi clan.

Those long waves of turning back and forth seemed to be the soul will of the ancestors of the Yi clan, echoing and responding, motivating Yi Xiaoyao.

Under this sound, Yi Xiaoyao swaggered towards the distance.

He is a member of the Yi clan, he is a strong man, he is an emperor!
Go here, he won't lose!
……

"Whoa!"

The astonishing waves crashed on the ruined walls, stirred up a piece of white foam, and retreated back into the ocean.

A moment later, after a burst of charged waves, they rushed up again, and finally collapsed the stone wall blocking the front, and the waves engulfed the land.

Looking at the huge wave below him, which was stronger than the first wave, Yi Xiaoyao, who had just come out of the Yi clan's ancestral land, his eyes sank slightly.

The current him is like the waves in the sea.

After three years of gaining momentum, he is about to attack the high wall that once blocked him again, and he is bound to completely destroy and swallow it!

"I don't know if those guys have become stronger after three years, and how Linger is doing."

Yi Xiaoyao's mind turned, and he thought of Zhan Wushuang and his group, as well as Yun Mengling who practiced with Zhan Lian.

At this time, his eyes fell on the most conspicuous area in the surrounding ruins, where a stone monument stood.

There are many dents on the stele, which are the handwriting carved by the ax seal.

"There will be peace in the outer sea!"

Seeing these five words, Yi Xiaoyao couldn't help smiling.

Obviously, this is the message that Zhan Wushuang and others left specially for him.

"It seems that they have already set off before me, heading for the outer sea."

Yi Xiaoyao murmured, and then his figure flashed, appearing above the turbulent sea.

"come out!"

With a low shout, the sea surface trembled slightly, as if spreading across an endless range.

After a while, a huge shadow emerged from the bottom of the sea.

It was a huge statue of the King of the Sea, and it was bigger than Yi Xiaoyao had ever seen in his life, comparable to an island.

In the next moment, the King of the Sea broke out of the sea suddenly, opened its huge mouth and bit Yi Xiaoyao.

"Boom!"

Yi Xiaoyao's right fist turned into black gold in an instant, and he punched the Sea King Clan's head.

Although this fist looked as small as a grain of sand compared to the huge head of the Neptune Clan, the moment it struck, it caused the latter to let out an extremely shrill scream.

"You white-eyed fish, let you be free for three years, how dare you try to kill the master!"

With an angry shout, the King of the Sea didn't dare to be presumptuous any more, and opened his fangs and mouth to make a series of loud rattling noises.

It sounded like admitting a mistake, and acting like a spoiled child.

Yi Xiaoyao let out a cold snort, and landed on the head of the Sea King Clan. Looking at the huge body, he was secretly amazed.

"Fat Chou, in the past three years, how many Sea Kings have you swallowed up, and you have become fatter and uglier."

He laughed and cursed in distaste, and the sea royal family seemed to be angry, and immediately stretched out their shocking tongues to get him into their mouths.

Another punch, another scream, and another order.

"Go to the outer sea!"

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(ps: Two chapters first, continue at night.)
(End of this chapter)