Evolution starts with a book

10,000 years, the vicissitudes of the sea.

For such a long time, the name of Emperor Yuan has long disappeared into history.

However, Martial Ancestor was still thunderous, shocking all sentient beings.

According to legend, he was the first man to observe the heavens and earth and open up the path of martial arts.

He is the father of martial arts, the ancestor of humanity, and enjoys an incomparable status.

The Wuzu Temple dedicated to him is spread all over the Ninety-nine Prefectures of Daqian, and even the Five Wilderness Lands.

Even the barbarians, the Yi Huang, and the Rong Wilderness were in awe of him, claiming to be his descendants and inheritors.

Therefore –

Knowing that Wuzu was actually a treacherous villain who sneaked up behind his back, Zhou Yubai couldn’t accept it at all.

Don’t say it’s him, any warrior, hearing this kind of news, it is difficult to accept.

“Wuzu… How could it be such a person? ”

Zhou Yubai muttered, turning the river and the sea in his heart:

“Tenri-senpai.”

He couldn’t help but speak, and asked in a heavy tone:

“This… Senior Yuan Huang, what he said is true? ”

“Is it really Wuzu who impressed him with true feelings, and then sneaked up, killed him, and devoured his world?.”

The powerful martial artist above the realm was not something he could touch at all.

As for Emperor Yuan’s words, whether they were true or false, he could not judge.

The only thing he thought of was the mysterious “Mr. Tenri”, who might be able to discern or know something.

“Good.”

Chen Bo’s voice sounded in his mind, revealing a trace of solemnity:

“Emperor Yuan’s words, nine times out of ten, are true.”

“Martial Ancestor, it shouldn’t be the first time to do this kind of thing, he has devoured a lot of worlds…”

Chen Bo had already figured out the secret through Emperor Yuan’s words.

The Great Dry World, why is the big one so exaggerated, far beyond the rest of the Middle Thousand World?

Because of Martial Ancestor, he devoured too many Middle Thousand Worlds.

His purpose, Chen Bo can also guess – for a breakthrough.

Break through the personality of Da Luo Golden Immortal and advance to an even more incredible level.

“Martial Ancestor, is the power to independently create martial arts, and there is no way ahead of him.”

“However, the Middle Thousand Worlds and the Creator are closely related.”

“If the Middle Thousand Worlds can further break through, maybe he can drive his cultivation and break through together.”

“Therefore, he planned for millions of years and devoured many worlds.”

This is the most reasonable answer that Chen Bo can think of.

For example, that Da Luo Miao has a heavenly Da Luo Golden Immortal, and the people are orthodox Shangqing lineages.

There are people behind them, there is a complete inheritance, and there is hope for progress.

And Wuzu, there are none, he is a loner and has no background.

He can only rely on this crooked way to seek the hope of a breakthrough.

“Poor man, there must be something to hate…”

Chen Bo’s heart was quite emotional.

And Zhou Yubai, with a blank face, was blank in his mind.

The ancestor of martial arts turned out to be a despicable villain who murdered his juniors.

This can simply make the Great Qian World is, all martial artists, the three views are shattered.

“Latecomers.”

Emperor Yuan’s phantom shook for a moment, and anxiously spoke:

“The power I carry in this wisp of my remnant soul is about to run out.”

“I will leave my weapon, a top-notch divine weapon, the Kaiyuan Tianji Sword, for yourself.”

“And what I have learned in my life, the highest achievement, the Twelve Heavenly Sutra, I also left behind, I hope to help you.”

“I only have one request…”

Saying that, the shadow of the Yuan Emperor has begun to gradually dissipate.

He stared straight ahead, and said word by word:

“I hope that if you cultivate to the Thorough Earth Realm, you will run away directly, take your world with you, and stay away from the Martial Ancestor World.”

“If one day, you are strong enough, I hope you can kill back, destroy Wuzu, and avenge me.”

“It is also to avenge all the warriors of the Profound Earth Realm who were assassinated by him before me.”

“Otherwise, the warriors of this realm will never come out.”

The voice fell.

The shadow of the Yuan Emperor completely dissipated, and there was no trace of it again.

“Click.”

That jade Jane was also shattered and could no longer be used.

“Senior Emperor Yuan…”

Zhou Yubai was lost for a while, and only reacted after a moment:

“The Twelve Heavenly Sutra, and the Kaiyuan Heavenly Pole Sword…”

He turned his head abruptly and was the first to look at the seemingly ordinary longsword.

A divine weapon, that is the most precious treasure that countless warriors dream of.

He already has the powerful “Dapeng Ming King Fist”, and his thirst for the “Twelve Heavenly Sutra” is smaller.

This top divine weapon naturally attracted the greatest to him.

“Tianli senior?”

Zhou Yubai was a little hesitant:

“According to legend, divine soldiers have spirits, have their own consciousness and ideas, and will choose their own master.”

“Why does this Kaiyuan Tianji Sword seem to be dead?”

Chen Bo swept his mind and said casually:

“Not dead, but in a deep sleep.”

“For a long time, here is the wreckage of the world, the life is extinct, and his power has been dissipating.”

“In his heyday, his power exploded and he was able to kill the powerhouses of the Chaotic Yuan Realm.”

“Now, his strength has been greatly reduced, and he can only match ordinary Tai Void Realm martial artists.”

In other words –

This Kaiyuan Tianji Sword was once a magic weapon above the seventh order, with the ability to slash heavenly immortals;

Nowadays, there are only four or five orders at most, and it is not bad to be able to match the Earth Immortals.

“That’s not bad either.”

Zhou Yubai fixed his mind and smiled:

“Besides, isn’t there still a chance to fix it?”

Saying that, he stretched out his hand and prepared to pick up the Kaiyuan Tianji Sword.

However, just when his hand touched the hilt of the sword…

“Buzz.”

This long sword suddenly shook out, and “whoosh” flew into the air.

“After a long time, someone finally came.”

An old voice came from the long sword:

“Boy, you are the heir chosen by Emperor Yuan, right?”

“Are you ready to cultivate the Twelve Heavenly Sutra and let me accompany you to kill strong enemies?”

Zhou Yubai was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head:

“It’s not.”

“I’m not going to cultivate the Twelve Heavenly Sutra, I already have a lineage.”

Kaiyuan Tianji Sword froze for a moment, and it seemed a little… Glad?

“Hahahaha…”

The old voice suddenly laughed maniacally:

“That would be great.”

“What kind of stupid person would give up the inheritance of Emperor Yuan?”

“But in this way, I don’t have to be bound by the vows of the past.”

Saying that, he suddenly turned into a white electric light, rushed at Zhou Yubai’s head, and slashed at him with a sword.

“Give your body to the old man.”