Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

Chapter 296 Wang Gen’s shock

The sound of ancient spells resounded throughout this small world, like the low whispers of chaos gods and demons.

Just the musical notes give people a strong atmosphere of time, as if they were born hundreds of millions of epochs ago.

Others may not know, be unfamiliar with, or understand why, but Wang Heng, the divine body, seems familiar with this style.

To be precise, he personally experienced that era when spells were rampant.

"Hongdi!"

Wang Heng whispered in his heart and had a clear understanding in his heart. The bone staff among the ancient artifacts came from Emperor Hong. It was a token created by him. The refined magic weapon carried the origin of darkness across the boundary sea to this side. All things have created today’s foreign land.

The Origin Blood Curse was an insignificant part of Hongdi's method. It was hidden in the bone staff and was understood by the kings of foreign lands, and then used it against Wang Gen.

At this moment, Wang Heng recited the ancient spell to control the blood curse, which naturally caused the darkness erosion to subside.

It didn't take long for the blood curse on Wang Gen to be removed. It was condensed into a mass of dark matter, as if it was conscious. It kept protruding dark tentacles, trying to erode the host again. If it weren't for Wang Heng's continuous curse , this thing will kill Wang Gen's body again.

Wang Heng had no time to care about Wang Gen's situation. The top priority was to suppress this blood curse.

His face was serious, and the verses of the Eternal Sutra permeated his whole body. He opened his mouth slightly and chanted a deep and terrifying mantra.

Wang Heng, who had experienced the era of the suspected Hong Emperor, had already achieved extraordinary results in the Path of Curse, and had used it many times against the enemy, with great effect.

Now, he uses the infinite spell to seal the origin blood curse.

This process was not easy, but with the help of the spell given by Gen Jin, he succeeded, suppressing this terrible blood curse group layer by layer, so that it could no longer cause chaos.

After doing all this, Wang Heng breathed a sigh of relief and turned his attention to his father.

Although the problem of the origin of the blood curse was solved, the situation for Wang Gen, who was forced to a desperate situation by this curse, was not optimistic.

Now, he is just holding on to his last breath because of the obsession in his heart, so he has not fallen for the time being.

The origin of the Immortal King has been completely eroded, and almost all of it has been swallowed up by the blood curse.

Even if the blood curse left his body, Wang Gen could not regain consciousness.

"Father, I kept you waiting for a long time."

Wang Heng whispered, put his hand on Wang Gen's shoulder, and spared no effort to inject the essence of the Immortal King.

This kind of thing is amazing, even stronger than the elixir of immortality. It is the Immortal King's reliance on immortality. If this thing is consumed in excess, the Immortal King's condition and combat power will decline significantly and suffer fatal effects.

At this moment, saving his father was the most important thing, no matter how much of the Immortal King's essence he had to sacrifice, it wouldn't matter.

With Wang Heng's help, Wang Gen, who was on the verge of annihilation, gradually regained some vitality. The remaining trace of the immortal king's origin began to grow, and his cold body gradually gained warmth.

Finally, his eyes trembled slightly and he woke up from his endless sleep.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Wang Gen saw a young creature with a familiar face standing in front of him.

Back then, when he helped his son Wang Hengyi transform into three different worlds and send him to various worlds, Wang Heng was only in his early ten years. After so many years, his appearance has naturally undergone some changes. The years have smoothed his edges and corners and erased his youthfulness. Now He is calm and steady, and there is a calmness and supreme majesty belonging to a giant in his eyes.

"Heng'er?"

Wang Gen recognized his own son and spoke weakly.

More than 300,000 years later, he finally saw the light of day again, but his Taoism had been almost destroyed, and his whole body was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

Fortunately, Wang Heng's Immortal King spirit is here to prolong his life and protect him from death.

"Father, I kept you waiting for a long time."

Wang Heng said, he had waited for this day for too long, a full 310,000 years.

If he was given an exact time, he might not be so anxious. However, the time of Wang Gen's death is a mystery. There is only one rough idea - the end of the Immortal Ancient Period. In this case, every day can only be regarded as the last. One day counts.

There was nothing he could do in the fairyland. Everything depended on the spirit in the foreign land. Fortunately, the spirit did not disappoint and successfully obtained a way to save his father.

Wang Genming realized everything, and his eyes did not conceal his joy.

His son has grown up, and is better than his predecessors. He is no longer the weak fairy prince who was like a puppet before he was ten years old, but has grown into a powerful fairy king giant.

The father and son looked at each other without saying a word, but they could understand each other's feelings without saying anything.

After a long time, Wang Gen asked: "How long have I been sleeping?"

His parent and son are currently a powerful giant. In Wang Gen's view, it will take at least ten or even dozens of epochs to reach this realm, and the origin blood curse in his body is absolutely impossible to survive. So long.

Therefore, Wang Gen was confused and a little puzzled.

"Three hundred and one thousand years have passed since my father fell asleep." Wang Heng calmly said a number that shocked Wang Gen.

In 310,000 years, for a son of an Immortal King, there is absolutely no problem in attacking a true immortal, but if he attacks a giant Immortal King, it would be a bit exaggerated and magical.

Moreover, the upper limit of the Immortal King's son is set there, and the quasi-Immortal King has come to an end.

In Wang Gen's vision, he taught his son the three great methods of one body. As long as the three clones of essence, energy and spirit evolve together to the state of a quasi-immortal king, and then merge into one, it is possible to break the shackles of the son of the immortal king and become an immortal against heaven. king.

But now, the situation far exceeded his expectation.

This son's achievements are beyond his cognitive scope,

"Heng'er, where is your body?"

Wang Gen looked at Wang Heng and found that he only had the soul and no physical body.

Although he pioneered the method of pacifying chaos and was proficient in the way of the soul, Wang Gen clearly understood the importance of the physical body. It was the station and place of rest for the soul. Die and slowly decline.

"Father, this is a divine body. It is following the path of the soul. It abandons the physical body and only cultivates the soul."

"What? Are you just a god?" Wang Gen was stunned. He lost his voice for a moment and was speechless. Some astonishing information was echoing in his mind.

The son of the Immortal King, he is 310,000 years old. He is one of the three bodies of spirit, energy and spirit. He has no physical body and specializes in cultivating the soul. He stands in the world as the soul of the soul and is a giant of the Immortal King in Taoism...

This information is combined to outline Wang Heng's image.

Wang Gen was shocked and looked at his own son again, as if he had gotten to know him again.

It took a long time for him to accept the fact that his son was an unparalleled monastic genius. In the vastness of ancient history, there were no ancients before, and it would be difficult to see anyone in the future.

"Where are Gu Wudi and Gen Jin?" He held his breath and asked about the situation of the other two bodies.

"They have all become giants." Wang Heng said truthfully. "Third body, three giants?" Although Wang Gen had expected it, he was still frightened by the achievements of his own son.

How many giants can emerge from a complete world and thousands of epochs? You can count them on the fingers of both hands.

As a result, his son had one body and three bodies, and all three of them became giants. This is really amazing.

In comparison, Wang Gen's own achievements are nothing at all.

"Yes, didn't my father say back then that the three identities were in the three realms, became the best in their respective worlds, turned into immortal kings respectively, and then merged into one, maybe it would be possible to attack that illusory realm - the emperor?
The son did it, but he has not yet reached the end of his cultivation of the three bodies and has not yet truly reached the peak. "Wang Heng mentioned what his father said back then.

When Wang Gen heard this, he was a little speechless. At the beginning, his expectation for Wang Heng was that the three quasi-immortal king clones would merge into one to become the immortal king. The following words were just talk. He looked forward to it, but he didn't expect his son to take it seriously. The most outrageous thing was that he was about to succeed. .

At this moment, Wang Gen's heart was beating wildly, and even his city could no longer remain calm.

Where will the three giants merge into one? Maybe he can really break through the King Realm.

He realized that his son's future was limitless and that he might break history and become an epoch-making creature.

"Father, please come back to the Immortal Realm with me first. There will be a war in this world soon, and it will no longer be safe." Wang Heng said. He didn't have time to talk too much to his father. The war was coming, and he had to find it in advance. Ways to cope.

"Is the war... a foreign land? They retreated during the first battle, and only 310,000 years have passed." Wang Gen guessed it.

He stood up with difficulty and walked out of the small chaotic world with Wang Heng's help.

After 310,000 years, Wang Gen saw the light of day again and narrowly escaped from the abyss of death.

The two walked and talked about the causes of the war.

"Can a seed open the ancient artifact of origin? No wonder they are so crazy and want to destroy our world with all their strength." Wang Gen's face darkened.

The primitive ancient world is not the place where he was born, the immortal realm is. However, he rose up in this world and proved the Immortal King along the way. He has an inseparable cause and effect with the primitive ancient world. He has already regarded this place as the mother world, so naturally he does not want to Seeing it in ruins and ruined.

"Gu Wudi was in the Boundary Sea, Genjin was seriously injured, and I was in seclusion in a foreign land. I escaped death, and my Taoism was almost destroyed. I don't know how long it will take to get back to the top. I can only rely on you for this battle." Wang Gen sighed.

"Father, don't worry, my child will not let this world sink into darkness." Wang Heng nodded.

As they spoke, they had arrived at the borderland.

"Father, please forgive me for coming into my little world. I don't want the outside world to know about your recovery." Wang Heng suddenly spoke up.

Wang Gen nodded. He naturally knew why. There were many camps in the Immortal Realm, and they were treacherous and changeable. He was Wuji's son-in-law, and he was bound to Wuji, so he naturally had some formidable enemies.

Next, Wang Heng has to face the upcoming war in the primitive ancient world and cannot be distracted. If people know that he has gone to the fairyland, they may secretly do something evil.

Watching his father enter the small world, Wang Heng felt relieved and walked towards the Imperial Pass. Before leaving, he lit a fairy light towards the middle of the avenue and shot towards a mysterious area.

Afterwards, he said hello to the Seven Kings and turned around to leave the primitive ancient world.

Soon, Wang Heng returned to the fairyland without anyone noticing, and returned to the universe he ruled.

In the Hall of King Heng, Wu Qing, who was practicing in seclusion, suddenly heard the voice transmission from his parents and children. He immediately stopped practicing and walked out of the secret room.

Since the last time she met her parents and children, she has not seen Wang Heng for more than 200,000 years, so she naturally misses him.

However, when she walked into the depths of King Heng's palace, she discovered that Wang Heng was not alone. There seemed to be a guest talking to him. Moreover, this guest was not simple. He was sitting there with Wang Heng standing in front of him.

Today, Wang Heng can only be equal to him when the giants come. Who has the qualifications to let him do this?

It wasn't until she walked into the ancient palace that she discovered that this "guest" was actually his Taoist companion, Wang Gen, who had not been heard from for hundreds of thousands of years.

"Husband?"

Wuqing was so pleasantly surprised that she couldn't help but call out.

Wang Gen also stood up and looked at his Taoist companion.

Wang Heng smiled slightly, took a step back, leaving time and space to his parents.

"Father, mother, if the child still has something to do, please take the first step."

"Okay, go ahead, be careful." Wang Gen knew that his parents and children had to concentrate on dealing with a large-scale attack from a foreign land.

"Father, don't worry."

When Wu Qing saw this, she didn't ask any more questions. She could tell that Wang Heng had something big to do.

Watching Wang Heng leave, Wang Gen couldn't help but let out a long sigh. His son was really amazing. He was better than his master.

He created the supreme method of pacifying chaos, and Wang Heng created the Eternal Sutra based on the method of pacifying chaos.

Just now, Wang Heng taught him the Eternal Sutra. Wang Gen was shocked beyond words.

There is no doubt that the Eternal Sutra is far superior to the Ping Chao Jue, and is stronger than many, many others. It is the first Yuan Shen Ancient Sutra. Moreover, this sutra has not yet been completed, and there is still profound potential waiting for it. Wang Heng went to develop.

"Husband."

Wu Qing came over and pulled Wang Gen out of his thoughts.

……

Wang Heng took steps and came to another tall ancient palace.

This ancient palace is the ancient palace in the Hengwang Palace that is specially used to meet visitors, that is, Immortal King-level powerful people.

The fairy atmosphere inside is majestic and majestic. The tables and chairs are all made of Chaos Stone, which is extremely luxurious. There are various magical fruits on the table, which are only slightly inferior to the elixirs of immortality. There are also immortal wines lying around, filling the air. Intoxicating fragrance.

Standing in front of the ancient palace were a pair of True Immortal Taoist boys, specially selected by the elders of the Eternal Sect to serve Wang Heng.

Even though Wang Heng has been in seclusion for more than 200,000 years, the two true immortal Taoist boys have been waiting here, waiting to be sent.

Looking at the true appearance of the legendary ancestor of King Heng, the two true immortal Taoist boys, a man and a woman, were trembling in their hearts and could not calm down, because there were too many legends about King Heng. Now, they finally saw the real person, and suddenly felt a little confused. Unreal, like a dream.

Just when the hearts of the two true immortal Taoist boys were churning and full of respect for Wang Heng, Wang Heng stood up and walked towards the door of the palace.

They were stunned for a moment and quickly followed.

Outside the Hengwang Palace, two figures were seen walking on the fairy clouds. One was a tall humanoid figure with thick hair and majestic eyes. There was an indescribable aura in the movements of his hands and feet. The other was a tall figure. The black giant beast half-crouched next to the humanoid figure.

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