Perfect World: The Holy Spirit of Perfection is actually myself

Chapter 175 The Inevitability of Fate

"Boom!"

Nine heavens and ten places away, the tribulation thunder fell like a waterfall, the tribulation fire surged into the sky like ocean waves, the immeasurable rhyme of destruction spread, and more than a few remnants of the ancient universe exploded, impacting the void.

As for the true form of the ancestral sacrifice spirit, the fairy willow tree stands between the countless tribulation lights. Thousands of willow branches are like chains transformed from the great avenue of heaven and earth, constantly confronting these tribulation lights, with a shocking power.

And the remnant souls of Feng Lie, Taoist Immortal Gold, No. [-] in the World, and True Dragon stood outside the boundary membrane of Jiutian. The rhyme of destruction caused by the catastrophe was too strong. Even Taoist Immortal Gold and No. [-] in the World frowned. , I have to marvel at the power of this catastrophe.

"The ancestor sacrificial spirit has been missing for nearly an era. What we see now is that all the old injuries suffered at the end of the era should have been recovered. What is this calamity? Is it the means left by the giant of the Immortal King who plotted against the ancestor sacrificial spirit? ?”

The light in the eyes of Immortal Gold Taoist is flowing. With his extremely powerful body, although he cannot see through the foundation of the giant Immortal King, he can still learn a lot of information. The current state of the ancestor sacrifice spirit is not very good. The calamity fire is burning the world, and it is also burning the ancestors. The origin of spiritual sacrifice.

"No, these calamities were caused by Himself. The thunder and fire all come from the ancestor sacrifice spirit itself, which consumes everything and seeks death."

The real dragon shook his head. Although he was in poor condition, his vision was still there, and he understood that the ancestor sacrifice spirit did not have a problem with his cultivation, but was actively carrying out the reincarnation of "withered glory" in order to complete a stronger transformation.

It has been passed down from ancient times that the rise of the ancestor sacrificial spirit is an earth-shattering legend. His starting point is not high, but he finds nirvana and transformation between life and death and prosperity. He bids farewell to his original self again and again, and becomes better and better every time. powerful.

As a creator of magic, the Ancestral Sacrifice Spirit is undoubtedly the No. 1 in the Spirit Sacrifice Avenue. This can be seen from its title. The ancestor of all Sacrifice Spirits has a majesty that far exceeds that of ordinary Immortal Kings.

"Then what can we do to worship the ancestors? Is it just watching?" The second incarnation in the world's eyes flickered, looking at the fairy willow tree where the light on the branches and leaves gradually became dim, and couldn't help but said in a deep voice.

"You don't have to do anything. After Nirvana, the ancestral sacrificial spirits can usually return within a short period of time. It can take as little as hundreds of years or as long as a thousand years. We can afford to wait for this time." After the real dragon pondered for a moment, he shook his head and said.

"Then set up a large formation to guard the ancestral sacrificial spirit outside Bianhuangdi Pass to protect its true spirit and Taoist body until it returns after Nirvana?" Taoist Xianjin suggested.

"This is a way, then let's..." The remnant soul of the real dragon nodded hesitantly. In his opinion, this is indeed the best way to protect the return of ancestors' sacrifice spirits.

On the other side, Feng Lie was also hesitant. He wanted to persuade the three kings not to do this. The bond between the ancestor sacrifice spirit and Shi Hao was very important to the growth of Huangtian Emperor, and he didn't want to cut off this bond in advance.

"My dear Immortal Kings, you don't have to be so troublesome. Your destiny will develop in its own way. Just follow the fate of the Ancestral Sacrifice Spirit."

But just when Feng Lie was about to speak, an old voice came from within the distant boundary membrane. It was a green-gray dragon-patterned shield. Now it revived on its own, protecting a haggard and thin old man and came to the Immortal King's Notoriety. far away.

"Old fool? Why are you here?"

Feng Lie narrowed his eyes slightly. The thin old man turned out to be an old fool whom he had only met more than 8 years ago. This ancient practitioner who looked like an immortal but not an immortal actually came to watch the great catastrophe of ancestor worship.

"Master Ancestral Sacrifice Spirit will definitely appear here. I just chose the right place and the right time to advise all the Immortal Kings."

The old fool was not confused at this time. He was holding a swaddle in his arms, among which was a chubby baby boy. The fairy light was flowing around his body, which was very extraordinary.

"What are you advising? Advise us not to interfere with the nirvana of the ancestors' sacrifice spirits?" The second best person in the world frowned.

"Yes, I have seen the future. The fate of the Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit is destined to be wonderful. Immortal kings do not need to interfere too much, otherwise it may affect the future." The old fool said to the second best person in the world. "This fellow Taoist's aura looks familiar, but is he the Xuanwu Immortal King from the Ancient Immortal Era?"

But at this moment, the true dragon's remnant soul's eyes flashed. He looked directly at the old fool's soul and asked.

Xuanwu Immortal King is also an ancient king who spans the entire Immortal Era. Although he is not well-known in the Immortal King circle, those who know him understand how powerful this ancient Immortal King is.

There are rumors that this Immortal King has extraordinary talent in the art of divination. Although his combat power can only be said to be average among the Immortal Kings, his achievements in the art of divination are rare and quite powerful.

There is a secret that once outside the Imperial City, the Immortal Kings and Immortal Kings chose each other's opponents using the tortoise shell hexagram, using the remains of the Xuanwu Immortal King.

"The True Dragon King is really discerning. I thought I would just disappear into my destiny, but I didn't expect that I was still recognized."

The true dragon's words made the original trembling expression on the old fool's face gradually calm down. He once again handed over to the true dragon and several other kings, and said with a smile.

He made it clear to all the Immortal Kings that he had also experienced an incredible war in the last years of the Immortal Ancient Period. His true body had been completely destroyed, and his remaining Yuan Shen was extremely weak, with almost all of his combat power gone.

"In that case, the immortal kings of the original imperial city have suppressed them for nearly 20 years. Why didn't you come to us?" Taoist Immortal Gold frowned.

"The place where my real body is is connected to a source of darkness. The soul has been infected by darkness for nearly an era. There is no way to save it. It's better to be an old fool and use the last remaining heat." Old fool, no, Xuanwu Immortal Wang shook his head.

He obviously didn't want to say more about his own affairs, but looked at the ancestor sacrificial spirits in the distance and said:

"Although my cultivation is no longer, my true body has been destroyed, and my soul has been dusted by darkness, my ability to divination is still there. The future of Master Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit involves a certain historical necessity. I would like to ask a few fellow Taoists to disperse. Don’t interfere with His future.”

For some reason, the creatures that Xuanwu Immortal King can now predict are extremely powerful, and the places and things he can calculate are also extremely far away. His reckless deductions over the years have naturally allowed him to calculate certain inevitable events in the history of this world. .

"Well, since Immortal King Xuanwu has spoken, I agree to follow the history in your mouth. What does Immortal King Taicang think?" After a moment, the real dragon took a deep look at the ancestor sacrifice spirit in the distance and Xuanwu not far away. The Immortal King glanced at Feng Lie and said.

"I believe in fate and reincarnation, and I have no objection to this matter." Feng Lie was naturally happy and didn't care about anything, and said with a smile.

"Well, in the next few years, Immortal King Lao Tai Cang will pay attention to the ancestor sacrifice spirit. This matter involves our ancient giants in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, so please be careful." The real dragon finally said.

"I understand." Feng Lie naturally had no reason to refuse and said with a smile.

Therefore, under the attention of the five Immortal Kings present, the Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit finally exhausted all its vitality and essence in the void. Under the baptism of thunder and fire, he was left with only a blackened wooden stake, which merged into the boundary membrane. in the middle, and then fell naturally.

After half a month, the willow stake traveled an unknown distance and spanned too many worlds, before finally falling into a lush wilderness.

The location where the ancestral sacrificial spirit fell was a small mountain village. On the edge of the mountain village, there was a huge stone that was about the size of a cave. He opened his eyes and stared blankly at the dark, charred wood pile, speechless for a long time.

(End of this chapter)