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"Hahaha, young man, you don't have to be scared, my true body has long since fallen.

At this moment, it is just a little bit of obsession that remains during my lifetime, hoping to give some guidance to those who come after me..."

The remnant soul of the saint smiled slightly and opened his hands.

boom!

Before Xia Linfeng had time to react, his vision went dark, and he immediately felt as if his consciousness was being sucked into a huge whirlpool.

When he regained consciousness, he found that he seemed to have arrived in a splendid world.

In front of him, there were eight saints and strong men sitting, their bodies shrouded in golden light.

He has seen all these saints and strong men.

They were the seven fallen saints standing or lying at the entrance of the Golden Crow Temple.

The one in the middle is the sage old man guarding the Mortal Transformation Pool.

At this moment, these eight powerful saints seemed to be suddenly resurrected, with lifelike faces.

But Xia Linfeng immediately realized that everything in front of him was not real, it was an illusion.

Sure enough, I heard the old saint sitting in the center smile and make a mighty voice:

"Young man, I invited you here to tell you something.

As a time traveler, you will inevitably encounter the same situation we encountered in the future..."

The old man had a kind face and continued:

"To be honest, the eight of us are the first batch of time-travelers to enter this world two thousand years ago.

My name is Wuyouzi, and these are seven of my contemporaries...

And the people who traveled with us were not just the eight of us, but hundreds of people.

Hundreds of us entered this world, each of us had adventures, and our cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds.

In the next three hundred years, in different different-dimensional worlds, ninety-nine people each cultivated themselves into saints. "

When the old saint who called himself Wuyouzi said this, he paused, sighed slightly, and said in a tone of endless compassion:

“Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Even if we become extraordinary in the flesh, it cannot change that we are still human beings in our minds.

As humans, there are struggles.

These ninety-nine saints, after gaining superhuman strength, gained enough power to destroy the world.

Differences in ideas gradually emerged and divided into several factions.

Most of them still regard themselves as human beings, and they spontaneously preach and work, guarding countless worlds of different dimensions and the trillions of human beings in them.

There is also a small group of people who claim to be gods and have self-esteem as heaven, and are called the Celestial Clan. They have created demons and brought about the source of turmoil.

The last part is to try hard to break free from the constraints of this world, go to a higher level of the universe, and become a god who truly controls everything.

In exchange for true immortality.

They gradually formed an eternal clan..."

"Among these three major ethnic groups, the most numerous are the saints of the human race, and the most powerful ones are the saints of the Yongsheng clan..."

"Even the saints of the Immortal Clan, because they tried to leave this world and go to a higher level of the universe, gradually evolved many powers that we do not have.

In the past years, we were able to compete with the Celestial Clan and the Eternal Clan.

What it relies on is actually one thing, and that is the Eye of Origin.

As he spoke, the old saint who called himself Wuyouzi spread his hands.

A gray, black object, like a ball of flesh and an eyeball, fell in front of Xia Linfeng.

Xia Linfeng looked carefully. The bead seemed to be a living thing. It looked like an eyeball.

In fact, it is like a fat insect, constantly squirming.

"A saint is different from a master. The power of a saint does not come from himself.

The saint steals the power of heaven and earth and uses it for me.

And this Eye of Origin can help mortals transform into mortal bodies, steal the way of heaven, and become saints.

You can also deprive yourself of the holy body and turn the saint into a mortal body again.

Therefore, although the Yongsheng clan is strong, we have repeatedly defeated them with the help of the Eye of Origin.

However, every time the Eye of Origin is activated, it consumes a certain amount of its own strength.

As the guardians of the human world, the eight of us fought against the Heavenly Lord of the Celestial Clan and the Heavenly Lord of the Eternal Life Clan more than seven hundred years ago.

Exhausted the last strength...

In the end, we had no choice but to seal the remains of the eight of us here together with the Eye of Origin.

Waiting for the newcomers to reopen.

Because once the latecomers find this place, it means that Tianzun and Tianjun have made a comeback. "

When Wuyouzi said this, his tone became extremely sad:

“The ninety-nine of us, who traveled here from another dimension, thought we could transform the world and establish a new order.

Unexpectedly, due to their own selfish desires, they fought so fiercely that they even almost destroyed these three thousand worlds.

Young man, now that you are here, it means that mankind is in danger.

Today, I hand over this Eye of Origin to you.

I hope you can lead those who come after you to clean up the world and establish a new order, and don’t follow our old path..."

The old man said, and with a wave of his hand, the living creature-like Eye of Origin fell into Xia Linfeng's hand.

Xia Linfeng's mind suddenly shook, and all the scenes in front of him suddenly disappeared.

When he opened his eyes again, Wuyouzi and the other seven saints had disappeared.

Even the remnant soul of the old saint Wuyouzi has disappeared without a trace.

And he himself, at some point, actually sat cross-legged in the middle of the Mortal Transformation Pond.

In his palm, he held something like a misty, dark eyeball.

At the same time, in his mind, a series of chaotic and complicated memories kept popping up, giving him a splitting headache for a while.

It was obvious that the last remnant soul of Wuyouzi had also disappeared, turned into a memory, and together with the Eye of Origin, they were all left to Xia Linfeng.

"Xia Linfeng, what happened? What are these eyes?"

Xu Huiying had already rushed into the Transformation Pond. Looking at Xia Linfeng with a strange expression, her face tightened.

I was afraid that something strange would happen to Xia Linfeng.

Just now, she saw Xia Linfeng walking up to the remnant soul of the saint.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, Xia Linfeng entered the Mortal Transformation Pool very strangely, with a strange eyeball in his hand.

This gave her a bad feeling in her heart, whether Xia Linfeng was taken away from her like last time.

"Teacher, don't worry, I'm fine!"

Xia Linfeng digested the huge memories left by Wuyouzi in his mind.

Then he looked at the squirming Eye of Origin in his hand, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

What Wuyouzi delivered to him was not only the Eye of Origin, but also the future of the entire human world.

He immediately cheered up and said to Xu Huiying:

“Teacher, it’s too late to say more, Earth Star cannot live without a saint.

Today, right here, I want to help you become a new generation of saints..."

Xia Linfeng's eyes suddenly burst with light...