The golden elixir is a star. Do you call this cultivating immortality

Chapter 462 I am the envoy of the Human Emperor Palace!
In the strange land of flowers and moon, the sounds of chasing continued.

The proud Ghost Yutian holds the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand, and the yin energy is cold and murderous, like the howling of ten thousand ghosts.

"Blood Robe, don't run if you have the guts!"

"You're not even as good as the Black Sword?"

These pursuers were furious.

Even if they sped up, or even consumed their blood and essence, they could not catch up with Blood Robe. Every time they felt like they were just about to catch up.

At this time, a genius transmitted the message.

"We are scolding him like this, but his offensive power is too weak, he won't stop. Can any warriors step forward... and follow Fang Xue's example?"

After these words were spoken, these geniuses fell silent.

I don't know how long it took before a genius replied.

"Our enemy is him. What does he have to do with us? Don't implicate innocent people!"

"Yes, scolding his mother is really shameless!"

These geniuses were talking about it.

Little did they know that their voices fell completely into Qi Yuan's ears.

"Sure enough, sometimes evil people can show a moment of humanity."

"But it's because they are afraid of me and scared of me!"

"If everyone is like this, why worry about the trend of the immortal cultivation world not being corrected?"

"So, we have to kill a lot of people, then they will be afraid and stop swearing!"

"Sure enough, there is no reform without bloodshed."

Qi Yuan has a clearer understanding of this world.

Unfortunately, his current strength is too weak, only at the Purple Mansion level.

The morale in the world of immortal cultivation is corrupt, and it is difficult for him to reverse it now.

"He's still too weak. If I were as strong as the one in Taihuang Palace, how could I be so careless and lose my mother?"

Qi Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

Poor, weak and helpless, he leads a very miserable life.

……

"What a bunch of losers. Dozens of them against one, and they still haven't solved the problem after so long!"

Li Can Tianzun glanced towards Huayueqi, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

The younger generation of Gui Yutian is becoming increasingly lacking in succession.

Even said, lame.

For example, Gui Yutian would plan to assassinate the geniuses of the Black Demon Abyss, such as the black sword and the blood robe.

Hei Moyuan was furious, but he never thought of taking revenge on the genius who assassinated Gui Yutian.

Because... in Gui Yutian, there is no genius who is worth taking seriously.

"A waste like this, living in this world and wasting the resources of our sect, might as well join my Ten Thousand Souls Banner." Li Can Tianzun's face was almost filled with "hehehe" written all over it.

At this moment, suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Li Can Tianzun.

"What you said makes sense. There is no difference between living in the world and living in the banner. Isn't the Nine Heavens also a different kind of banner?"

The voice was calm and otherworldly, like an afternoon greeting from an old friend.

Li Can Tianzun's thoughts slowed down for a moment, and he nodded slowly: "What you said makes sense."

Just as he spoke, his face suddenly changed and he became extremely alert.

"Who are you and why did you suddenly appear?"

Li Can Tianzun looked over and saw that the originally gray sky had turned blood red at some point.

His world was suddenly covered by a blood-colored cage, cut off from the Sixth Heaven.

Looking towards the source of the sound, I saw a huge bloody shadow!
The giant shadow seemed to be thousands of feet high, mysterious and enchanting.

His entire body was covered in fluid-like armor, as if blood was quietly flowing.

The barbed blood crystals on the shoulders are eerie and bloody.

There was a hidden aura flowing from the blood-red sword in his hand, which made people feel insane at a glance.

Behind him, he was carrying a broken flag.

The banner was blood red, tattered, and had an ancient feel.

The terrifying red-armored giant looked like he had walked out of hell.

Those exposed eyes seemed like a peek from hell.

Seeing this blood-red figure, Li Can Tianzun inexplicably felt a sense of threat.

But a hoarse and indifferent voice was heard.

"I am the envoy of the Human Emperor Palace..."

As the blood-colored figure spoke, his gaze seemed to penetrate eternity and fall on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner near Li Can.

"At the beginning of the universe, before the creation of the world, the Human Emperor captured the Five Elements and refined them into the Human Emperor Banner to suppress the world and ward off evil spirits!

When a flag appears, all demons retreat and all gods bow down!

All banners in the world belong to the Human Emperor Palace.

The Human Emperor is immortal, but his heritage is fading. The righteous Human Emperor Banner has turned into the eerie... Banner of Ten Thousand Souls. It's simply ridiculous.

I am the envoy of the Human Emperor Palace. I shall collect all the soul flags in the world and change the course of the Tao!"

The voice was cold and heartless, with an ancient aura.

When Li Can Tianzun heard this, he was stunned.

The Human Emperor Palace?
Human Emperor Banner?
what is this?
Also, the Human Emperor Palace represents justice and uprightness?

The aura you exude is cold, strange, terrifying and makes people tremble!
"Fellow Daoist, is there any misunderstanding here? I am the Ghost Controlling Heaven cultivator!" Li Can Tianzun was holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, feeling quite anxious.

He was trapped in this bloody cage and had no way of contacting the outside world.

The connection between him and the star projection of the star realm was also cut off, and his strength decreased significantly.

Only when he held his life-saving magic weapon, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, did he feel a little more confident.

In his heart, he was extremely curious about the identity of this bloody figure.

"Give up struggling and return to the Human Emperor Banner. This is your only way to survive!"

The wind blew, and the broken blood-red Human Emperor Banner fluttered.

The terrified giant, holding a blood-red sword, walked towards Li Can Tianzun step by step.

Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The heaven and earth are shaking.

Li Can Tianzun seemed to hear the heartbeat of the giant beast.

He looked at the bloody giant shadow, his eyes suddenly changed: "What a bullshit Human Emperor Palace, playing tricks, kill!"

Following his voice, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner suddenly unfolded.

In this blood-red world, thousands and thousands of densely packed ghosts suddenly appeared.

The wind howled and the air was filled with a strong ghostly aura.

Endless ghosts pounced on the bloody giant shadow.

It was like a flock of birds rushing towards a huge monster.

The blood-red figure held a blood-red sword and spoke in a cold and ruthless voice.

"One sword from the Human Emperor, and the gods of heaven and earth weep!"

A terrifying sword was thrown out, and a blood-red light flashed across the sky and earth.

Endless evil, greed, lust... pervades.

Li Can Tianzun's mind was shaken.

"This Human Emperor Palace is definitely very evil, even more evil than my Ghost Yutian!"

From the aura of this sword, he smelled the extreme evil of all living beings in the world, the pure evil.

Jealousy, gluttony, greed, etc.

This kind of evil is much stronger than the various negative emotions in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Now, he has somewhat agreed that the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and the Human Emperor Banner are definitely deeply connected.

Li Can Tianzun was holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and his expression was not very good.

Because, the large wave of soul attack just now was completely wiped out by that blood-red sword.

"Fellow Daoist, the Sixth Heaven today is not the same as before. There is a great truth in the Ghost Heaven!" Li Can Tianzun spoke, trying to scare the bloody figure away.

“I will personally go get Gui Yutian’s Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner.

Now... you just need to face death!"

The blood-red figure holding a long sword did not look like an immortal at all, but rather like a warrior.

But even so, Li Can Tianzun, who was powerful enough to devour an entire world alive, still felt a terrifying and strong threat.

"Use my soul flag to forge my true body!" Li Can Tianzun knew that no matter how many words he said, it would be useless, so he let out a loud roar!
Having lost contact with the astral realm, he was unable to fully display the Yang God's Dharmakaya.

But the soul messenger in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is enough to forge his true body.

Suddenly, a huge monster appeared in the blood-red cage.

Head to the sky, feet to the ground.

How can it be described as more than ten thousand feet?

The air and spiritual energy around him seemed to be pulled towards him by a huge force.

After displaying his Dharma body, Lican Tianzun regained his strong self-confidence.

He looked down at the small blood-red figure that looked like a firefly, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

"If it doesn't follow the truth, it's still unclear who will win or lose!"

He did not sense any breath of truth from the other party.

So it's a matter of whether to win or lose.

The terrifying giant palm stirred the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

It was as if in the vast universe, a monstrous god was holding a flag, stirring up the sea of ​​stars, and trying to smash the tiny warship into pieces.

But the next moment, Li Can Tianzun's expression suddenly changed.

A cold voice sounded in his ears.

"You know nothing about power!"

"You are lost for justice!"

"The righteous path of heaven and earth will be guarded by me with my sword!"

"kill!"

A powerful sword, without any skill.

It was like a cold light, or a spark, that suddenly grew bigger.

The light of a grain of rice also shines!
A single spark can start a prairie fire!
Justice must prevail!

"If you don't do good deeds in life, you will repay heaven and earth after you die!"

The power of the Ten Thousand Martial Gods is simple and direct, overbearing and unreasonable.

Not to mention that Qi Yuan, who was at the twelfth level of "Ancestral Blood Sutra", with his cultivation as a Ten Thousand Dao Martial God, was infinitely close to the great truth.

It was a terrifying sword that even an ordinary person would find it difficult to block.

Not to mention, he is just an ordinary Heavenly Yang God!
"die!"

The blood-red figure flashed, disappeared in front of Li Can Tianzun, and reappeared behind him.

The universe flashes!
Perhaps the speed was too fast. If someone looked over at this time, they would find that there were tens of thousands of blood-red figures between heaven and earth.

Like fireflies, emitting light.

These lights spread across the sky and earth, and pierced through a huge wound in the Dharma body of Lican Tianzun, connecting into a line that looked like a galaxy.

Behind the Dharmakāya body, Qi Yuan did not turn around.

That terrifying Dharma body, which was larger than an ordinary world, shattered in an instant, collapsed with a loud bang, and turned into specks of starlight.

In the endless starry sky, there was only one blazing star. Without any sign, it suddenly became silent and shattered.

In Gui Yutian, the dormant Yangshen Tianzun suddenly woke up and his expression changed drastically.

At this time, Ziyuan Feng was in a tense mood, looking far ahead, feeling nervous.

Just now, he suddenly discovered that Gui Yutian's Yangshen Tianzun seemed to have disappeared for a few breaths.

This made him very nervous.

"You are not planning to attack the blood robe, or is this a conspiracy?"

Ziyuan Feng was extremely anxious.

But suddenly, his eyes widened with disbelief.

"Lican Tianzun...died?"

In the starry sky, the projection of stars was shattered.

That star projection belongs to Li Can Tianzun.

He disappeared in just a few breaths. A Yangshen Heavenly Lord fell. Was it the result of the intervention of a great supreme being, or a powerful supreme being?

He suddenly looked towards the place where Li Can Tianzun was hiding, and his heart was in turmoil.

Suddenly, a strong smell of blood filled the air.

The sky and earth turned bloody again.

Ziyuan Feng seemed to hear the cries of countless gods and the sounds of war horses.

A desolate, ancient and long-lasting atmosphere filled the air, and a tall and mighty man appeared.

He holds a blood-red sword, wears blood-red armor, and carries a tattered flag on his back.

A pair of emotionless and indifferent eyes looked at Ziyuanfeng, and Ziyuanfeng was shocked, as if he was looked at by the god of death.

What kind of look is this?
Ever since he entered the realm of Yangshen Tianzun, he had never seen such a cold and gloomy look.

Could it be that... this terrifying figure that suddenly appeared killed Li Can Tianzun?
At this time, the bloody figure's gaze fell on the Huayue strange place.

Ziyuan Feng's heart suddenly beat fast, not good!

I saw the bloody figure stretching out a huge hand and grabbing towards the Huayue strange land.

"All the banners in the world belong to the Human Emperor Palace!"

A cold and hoarse voice was heard, and a giant blood-red hand passed through Huayueqi and grabbed it fiercely.

Suddenly, dozens of geniuses and hundreds of geniuses let out terrifying roars at this moment.

However, facing this grab, they had no ability to resist at all, and their bodies shattered into pieces.

Those clamoring geniuses were all killed by this blow.

Zi Yuanfeng saw this scene, his eyes widened, unable to understand: "What kind of method is this? What realm is he in?!"

Yangshen Tianzun could shatter the strange land with one blow, which Ziyuan Feng could understand.

However, half of the body is in the sixth heaven, and only the hand reaches into the strange place...what is this?
He couldn't understand.

An ordinary Yang God, if he wants to enter another world, he must first imprison himself before he can enter.

It can even be said that one will fall from a certain realm.

The Great Ultimate Truth will not fall from a certain realm, but the Great Ultimate Truth is also unable to do so. It reaches its hand into the strange land, but its body is still in the Sixth Heaven.

"Blood robe..." Zi Yuanfeng was nervous and his expression changed drastically. He was worried about the blood robe in Huayue Wonderland.

And at this moment, suddenly, Zi Yuanfeng discovered that above the originally gloomy sky, an extremely strong and extremely hot star projection suddenly appeared.

It's like the sun is setting, just a stone's throw away from the earth.

A domineering and angry voice suddenly came.

"How dare you, Zhu Zi!"

A terrifying figure appeared behind the projection of the blazing stars.

The figure's face couldn't be seen clearly, and it couldn't even be said to be real.

But just a trace of leaked breath made Ziyuanfeng tremble.

"This is... a projection of the great truth!" Zi Yuanfeng was shocked and felt that he might die at any time.

At this moment, a warm white light suddenly spread over his body, and the strong threat just now disappeared at this moment.

Next to Ziyuanfeng, a man in a white robe appeared, elegant and easy-going.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Heijian!" Seeing the person coming, Ziyuanfeng hurriedly saluted and felt relieved.

Black Sword nodded, his eyes fell on the projection of the Great Truth's clone and the blood-red figure, with a complex look in his eyes.

“Although it is a projection of the Great Truth’s incarnation, this attack was undoubtedly from the original body.” Black Sword commented.

I saw that the projection of the Great Truth's incarnation was full of rage. Without any fancy moves, it delivered a powerful blow to the blood-red figure.

destroy!

turmoil!

The world seemed to be crumbling, as if it could break apart at any moment.

Ziyuan Feng stood behind the black sword, feeling only his own insignificance and the power of the great truth.

At this moment, the blood-red figure raised his head and looked at the Great Truth clone and the unparalleled powerful blow.

The voice was cold and heartless, with a hint of hoarseness.

"All flags in the world belong to our Human Emperor Palace."

He drew his sword and swung it fiercely at the terrifying blow of the Great Truth.

It's like a mortal warrior drawing his sword against the supreme god.

A red light flashed in Hei Jian's eyes, and there were countless doubts and puzzles.

Even he couldn't see through this sword.

This is just an ordinary sword, without any profound truth contained in it.

If it is said to be related to Taoism, it is merely the original magical power.

The original magical power and the distant memory are the most powerful means of Zifu.

However, has anyone ever used the original supernatural power to respond to the ultimate attack of the great truth?
The terrifying attack of ultimate truth collides with the original magical power.

A scene that surprised everyone appeared.

I saw that the original magical power actually blocked the ultimate truth.

The blow of truth disappeared in an instant, and the blood-red figure put away the sword, without any emotion in his eyes.

"How is this possible!" Ziyuan Feng trembled, unable to understand.

Black Sword looked at the bloody figure, as if trying to see through him.

He was also puzzled by this scene.

The gap between the original supernatural power and the ultimate blow is unimaginable.

If it were on the blue planet, it would be a man wearing slippers in a backward primitive tribe, holding a wooden sword, with sixth-generation fighter jets roaring in the sky and making sonic booms.

Suddenly, the fighter plane attacked the man, who took the wooden sword and swung it lightly.

The fighter plane was shattered in an instant.

"How brave!"

The projection of the great and powerful avatar was furious.

Suddenly, a star in the starry sky suddenly lit up.

The aura of this great truth continues to grow and boil.

"Can you take my first blow and my second blow?"

A domineering voice resounded.

The sun and the moon are in disorder, and yin and yang rotate.

This great man was obviously really angry and wanted to keep the bloody figure.

The blood-colored figure, facing such an attack, remained calm and composed, and slowly spoke: "I have already marked the Ten Thousand Souls Banner on you.

If you, the monk Gui Yutian, do not personally present the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to me, I will search for them one by one."

"How dare you!" Dazhili was furious.

The aura of destruction swept through the world, and ordinary powerful people might be seriously injured and killed in the aftermath of such a battle.

However, a scene occurred that shocked, puzzled, and even puzzled everyone.

As the great truth struck down, the blood-red figure disappeared out of thin air!

Under the nose of the Great Truth and the attention of the Black Sword, it disappeared in an instant.

"Where are the people!" Dazhili roared, furious in his heart.

Black Sword narrowed his eyes, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes: "How... did it disappear?"

If the Yin Spirit disappears out of thin air in front of a Purple Mansion cultivator, Purple Mansion will not notice it.

But what happened just now was a great truth, and he is also a powerful person who has comprehended the supreme truth.

Someone actually disappeared out of thin air from their sight.

This is terrifying, or... scary.

Does this mean that the other party may disappear and reappear at any time?
At the same time, in the strange land of Huayue.

Qi Yuan's figure appeared, his face as white as rice paper and his body shaky.

"Is this the ultimate truth? The gap is so huge!"

That bloody figure was naturally Qi Yuan.

He was executing the Great Small Plan while executing the Great Plan.

After joining forces with Xiaojia and becoming brothers with him, he sneaked out and killed Lican Tianzun.

Sure enough, after the killing was over, Gui Yutian’s great truth came to light.

Facing the attack from the Great Truth, Qi Yuan did not leave, but took it head-on.

At this moment, he also had a clearer understanding of the great truths.

"If you have cultivated the Ancestral Blood Art to the thirteenth level, and you have only relied on the cultivation of the Ten Thousand Dao Martial God, you won't have to run away when you encounter this great truth again!"

"It's a pity that I'm only at the Purple Palace. The improvement of the Supreme Truth is too slow."

Of course, this slowness also refers to Qi Yuan.

Even if an ordinary Heavenly Yang God has comprehended the ultimate truth, it still requires a vast period of time to be polished before he can truly step into the truth.

"If ordinary great principles are this powerful, then the thief who stole my Emperor's Banner must be even more powerful, right?"

"It seems that I have to make the Human Emperor Banner quickly, otherwise... it will still be too weak."

Only by possessing offensive rare treasures can Qi Yuan be in the second echelon among the great principles.

As for the first echelon, don’t even think about it for now, as they are too far away.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan waved his hand.

A Ten Thousand Souls Banner appeared in his hand.

There are many broken Ten Thousand Souls Banners around.

The biggest one comes from Lican.

The others are the geniuses from Gui Yutian.

"Little Fanfan, be good and open the door. Daddy is coming back!" Qi Yuan spoke, activating the Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra and chanting a ballad.

When the little flags heard Qi Yuan's words, they jumped for joy and said "open the door" without any hesitation.

Only the big one seemed to be hesitating, and its flag kept shaking.

However, with Qi Yuan's three consecutive beautiful songs, the door was finally opened.

"Refining!"

He wanted to refine his own Human Emperor Banner.

Qi Yuan was already accustomed to the refining process.

First brainwash, then influence, then reform.

To him, it was nothing more than a familiar, minor problem.

I don’t know how much time passed, Qi Yuan was still mending the clothes.

The tattered Human Emperor Banner on his body became much more powerful.

"Oh, I have to take care of myself before I go find my Fanfan."

Finally, facing the attack of the Great Truth, Qi Yuan instantly opened his Purple Palace, entered his own Purple Palace, and disappeared.

Although, it seems difficult to understand.

But in reality, it’s not easy to understand at all.

Qi Yuan also didn't know why he disappeared after entering his own purple palace.

However, he had been prepared and placed the entrance at the other end of the Wanshu Gate into the Huayue Qidi. After entering the Zifu, he passed through the Wanshu Gate and came to the Huayue Qidi.

"What a pity. There are too many strong people here. The Wanshu Gate cannot be placed randomly, otherwise it will be easily discovered."

Qi Yuan sighed.

Facing the Mara clan, he dared to use the Gate of Truth as bait to lure those Yang Gods in.

But faced with the great truth, he did not dare.

It can even be said that no one dares to take out the Door of Truth, because any leaked breath will be captured by the Great Truth.

Therefore, he had no choice but to place the other end of the Gate of Truth in a strange place.

It is placed in the Sixth Heaven, the distance is very close and it is easy to be sensed. It is very troublesome for a great truth master to enter Qi Yuan's underworld through the door of truth.

This would turn Qi Yuan's underworld upside down.

Moreover, this would also expose the fact that Qi originally had the door to the truth.

Maybe this would make him the only public enemy of the Sixth Heaven.

There is no hope to see someone master the door to the ultimate truth.

In this case, wouldn't it mean that the truths they have comprehended... are all exposed to Qi Yuan's eyes?

Qi Yuan has been hiding for millions or tens of millions of years. Who can match him when he comes out?

Of course there are other reasons. The Gate of Truth may only be effective for the first time against the Great Truth.

Qi Yuan took the opponent by surprise and used it at the right time.

"So, we have to find the right place and the right time to continue to implement the great plan!"

"Unless the Banner Master takes action personally, they won't be able to stop me for the time being!"

"The Banner Master is in charge of Gui Yutian and will definitely not leave at will."

"The great plan... is done!"

"Okay, now the time is right, we have to go out and watch the fun!"

Qi Yuan thought about leaving Huayueqi.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes were fixed on Qi Yuan.

Black Sword's elegant voice came.

"I'm relieved that you're safe."

Ziyuan Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that the blood-red figure would strangle Blood Robe to death.

"Oh, it's so annoying. I almost killed all those trash of Gui Yutian, and suddenly a giant bloody hand appeared and killed the disabled Gui Yutian monk. It tried to steal my head. It's so hateful and shameless!" Qi Yuan was indignant.

When Ziyuan Feng heard this, he pursed his lips slightly.

He has been observing the atmosphere in Huayueqidi.

Where is the big disability?
Before the bloody figure took action, didn’t you, Blood Robe, only kill one person?

Black Sword said softly, "Just now, the mysterious blood shadow killed Gui Yutian's Li Can Tianzun, and also took a blow from the Great Truth."

Hei Jian glanced at the great truth in the distance, then looked at Qi Yuan.

"Good kill, killed in seconds, killed with a bang!" Qi Yuan clapped his hands.

At this moment, Gui Yutian's great truth is going back in time and space, as if trying to find out the identity of that person.

Under the powerful spiritual power of the Great Truth, the scene in the red cage reappeared.

He did not stop Black Sword from watching, or rather he did not care.

A blood-red figure appeared in the picture, with a cold voice, and killed Li Can Tianzun with a sword.

The Great Master Gui Yutian looked particularly embarrassed: "Human Emperor Palace, Palace Envoy? I've never heard of it!"

"Humph, you actually want to take back my Gui Yutian's Ten Thousand Souls Banner and Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul Banner. You are simply courting death!"

This great truth left no mysterious blood shadow and was extremely angry.

At the same time, he was also extremely fearful.

Because that bloody figure was really weird.

There is no aura of truth on his body, but he can kill Li Can with one sword and even take his attack of truth.

He reached his hand into the strange place and killed Gui Yutian's young genius.

Finally, it mysteriously disappeared right under the nose of the Great Truth.

Each of these is enough to make people horrified and unbelievable when read individually.

Now, appearing together, how could this great truth not be upset and frightened.

The great philosopher looked deeply at the black sword and quickly disappeared without staying for long.

Obviously, what happened here needs to be handled by Gui Yutian.

At this time, Black Sword looked at Qi Yuan and said calmly: "You have seen the scene of the mysterious blood shadow killing Li Can. What do you think?"

When Qi Yuan heard this, he quickly said, "Very handsome, wearing the same red as me. Sure enough, handsome guys all dress the same way."

Hei Jian looked at Qi Yuan, a trace of blood flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he asked calmly: "What do you think about this matter?"

Ziyuanfeng, who was standing next to him, was a little surprised when he saw this. He didn't understand why Heijian asked so many questions about Blood Robe. Did he value it?
“I think Gui Yutian’s cultivator is shameless for stealing someone else’s Human Emperor Banner.

If I were them, I would immediately return the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to the palace envoy, and then... commit suicide by entering the banner to apologize!" Qi Yuan said seriously.

When Hei Jian heard this, he withdrew his gaze and the doubts in his heart disappeared.

“Heh… The importance of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to Gui Yutian is comparable to the importance of the Ancestral Blood Art to our Black Demon Abyss. How could they give up?”

He said, and added another sentence.

"Did you adapt the 'Ancestor Blood Art' that can lay ice eggs?"

"Can you... show me?"

(End of this chapter)