Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1205 Immortal Emperor Jiuyou
"Memory is my most precious thing, and no one can erase it at will."

Gritting his teeth, Yang Xuan dived all the way, maintaining a trace of clarity in his mind.

Even though he had a splitting headache and lost his memory, he still firmly remembered the purpose of this trip.

Awaken the God of Destiny!

Whoa!
The river of fate seems to be calm, but it is not static, the more it goes down, the more undercurrent is surging.

A stream of undercurrents, turbulent and violent, washes over Yang Xuan's soul all the time, as if to cleanse his soul and make it more pure.

This is of course not a good thing, a pure soul means that the soul has lost its original spirituality.

Only when the soul is alive, can a person have the seven emotions and six desires, and only then can he be considered alive.

"Who am I and where am I going?"

Gradually, the only trace of clarity in Yang Xuan's mind gradually became blurred.

At this moment, he is like a duckweed, wandering aimlessly in the long rolling river, unable to tell the difference between south, east and north, and never finding the foundation to settle down.

In this way, he wandered and wandered endlessly until the end of his life.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die if this goes on."

I don't know how long it took, maybe 100 years, maybe 1 years, the desire to survive suddenly ignited in his heart, and he immediately recovered a little wisdom.

Although he still doesn't know who he is, he also understands that he is facing a great crisis. The icy cold river water is constantly invading his body, corroding his only bit of wisdom.

"No, I want to live, I must live."

At this critical juncture, he bit his tongue fiercely, and his whole body began to glow. The power of reincarnation hidden in his soul burned wildly like a spark of fire, dispelling the darkness and coldness around him in an instant.

At the same time, his body was no longer stiff, and the lost memories were also found in the cycle of reincarnation.

"I am Yang Xuan, I am the emperor of the demon clan. If I want to trample all the gods and Buddhas under my feet, why should I be afraid of this mere river of fate? My fate is up to me, and no one can easily deprive me of it." life."

His memory recovered, his arrogance, his nature, also completely recovered.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a majestic and surging undercurrent rushed in like a big wave.

Yang Xuan was caught off guard, his body was engulfed by this undercurrent in an instant, and he came to a gray and strange space.

This space is very huge, and it is filled with countless fragments of spirit fragments, and a few fragments of spirit are mixed with some intermittent messages.

"I... am the Immortal Emperor, the Immortal Emperor who is immortal, one day, one day, I will walk out from here..."

Yang Xuan combined these messages, and suddenly got a relatively complete sentence.

Obviously, this space was transformed by the remnant soul of a certain immortal emperor, and these spiritual fragments were left behind after the other party's soul was broken. Although a long time has passed, they are still not wiped out.

"As expected of the Immortal Emperor..."

Yang Xuan sighed with emotion, and finally realized how powerful an existence at the level of an immortal emperor is.

But so what?
The remnant soul falls into the long river of fate, and in the end, he can only drift with the current and be at the mercy of fate.

"Even if there are only pieces of spirit fragments left in the immortal emperor-level remnant soul, it is definitely a rare treasure in the world. Let me see if I can refine it."

As soon as he thought of it, Yang Xuan first stimulated the power of the dark godhead, and then secretly operated the splitting magic technique, leading the strands of soul silk out of the body, entwining towards the pieces of spirit fragments in all directions.

The strands of soul silk, as sharp as a sharp blade, easily pierced into countless spiritual fragments, and began to devour them crazily.

Originally, the split-thread refining technique did not have this function, but under the blessing of the power of the dark godhead, it exerted an ability that was almost plundering.

One of the functions of the dark godhead is devouring. The more the souls of living beings are devoured, the more the souls of the strong are swallowed up, the stronger the power of the dark godhead will be.

In fact, the God of Styx just wanted to devour Yang Xuan's soul, so he came to the Dark Demon Realm as a clone at any cost.

It is a pity that instead of succeeding in the end, he lost a clone in vain, and even a part of the dark godhead in the clone became Yang Xuan's private property.

"Sure enough!"

Yang Xuan was so excited that he could clearly feel the spiritual power transmitted from the strands of soul silk.

This is the spiritual power of an immortal emperor. Although there is only a small part of it, it can be used by Yang Xuan infinitely. With the disappearance of pieces of spirit fragments, his soul is undergoing tremendous changes.

This kind of change is a development in a good direction. His spirit is getting stronger all the time, and the power of the dark godhead is also increasing day by day.

The speed of time passing in Hanoi of Destiny was zero, and Yang Xuan didn't know how many pieces of spirit fragments he had refined. It wasn't until the spirit fragments in this space disappeared that he suddenly woke up from that indescribably wonderful state.

However, at this moment, an angry voice sounded in this lonely space.

"Unforgivable, simply unforgivable, no matter who you are, you should not destroy this Immortal Emperor's last hope of rebirth."

The voice was still there, and the whole space suddenly trembled violently, and then, a void crack appeared, and an ancient coffin flew out of it.

"This is?"

Yang Xuan was startled, and saw a hand stretched out from the ancient coffin.

It was a human hand. Although it was shriveled and ugly, it was actually a human hand.

"The coffin hidden by the Immortal Emperor was actually buried under the river of fate. This is really a strange thing."

Yang Xuan was not stupid, he quickly figured out who the owner of this hand was.

Just as he guessed, the owner of that hand revealed his complete body in an instant.

It was a man with the appearance of an old man, equally shriveled and without flesh and blood, but he was wearing an immortal emperor's robe, studded with countless jewel patterns, which was countless times more gorgeous and precious than the attire of a human emperor.

"Who are you, are you alive or dead?"

Yang Xuan looked solemn, not sure if the other party was still alive.

"Haha, it's okay to tell you, I am Immortal Emperor Jiuyou, the Immortal Emperor who once shocked the small world of the 49th Road Immortal Dao."

"So, you won't rank well in the 81st Road Immortal World?"

"It's weird, you little devil, you actually know the existence of the 81st Road Immortal Dao World!"

"I've heard about it, but I've never been there before."

"It's okay, when I take away your soul, I will let you get what you want in the future."

"Aren't you dead? A corpse can also be seized?"

"No, no, no, I never died. If I were really dead, how could I talk to you now?"

"how did you do it!?"

"I have an elixir of immortality in my body, which keeps my remnant soul immortal. Those spiritual fragments you refined just now are just a part of my remnant soul, and my most core remnant soul lasts forever. I was able to survive it until I met you today, which is also considered a heaven and earth, and I was able to meet a complete soul."

(End of this chapter)