Starting off with Old Deng about to die? Have you really become the Dao Ancestor?!

In an instant, Wu Tian stepped into a magnificent palace. Above the palace, golden light shone brightly, as if the heavenly palace had descended to the earth.

On the supreme throne, a middle-aged man with a majestic demeanor sat in the center. He was solemn and his eyes were deep.

"Master!" Wu Tian looked at the middle-aged man sitting above.

That's right, his master was the Lord of the Holy Land, Lv Daotian!

The Lord of the Holy Land exuded a submissive majesty, and one could feel his vast aura like the heaven and earth.

Lv Daotian's eyes condensed, and when he saw that the person coming was Wu Tian, ​​his eyes widened, and then he laughed out loud, his voice full of relief and pride.

"It seems that Tian'er, you have really learned a lot. Now your strength is simply unfathomable."

He carefully explored the breath around Wu Tian and found that the breath was like an endless abyss, deep and mysterious. Obviously, Wu Tian's practice in the Canghai Holy Land has made him much better.

Wu Wutian nodded slightly, with a faint smile on his face, and responded modestly: "All this is thanks to the cultivation of the master in the past."

Lv Daotian smiled and continued to ask: "Then what are your plans for coming back this time? Why don't you continue to practice in the holy land? After all, you are the trump card of our Xuanmiao Holy Land."

Wu Tian raised his eyebrows slightly and replied calmly: "There has been unrest in the Canghai Holy Church over the position of the leader. I have no interest in these power struggles. Naturally, I have to return to the place where I was born and raised."

Hearing this, Lu Daotian's smile froze on his face, revealing a look of surprise. He didn't expect that during the time Wu Tian was away, the Canghai Holy Church actually had an internal strife.

He couldn't help but ask: "What about the original Canghai Sect Leader?"

Wu Tian continued in a deep voice, revealing a hint of confusion in his tone: "The original Canghai Saint Sect Leader suddenly disappeared for some reason. There has been no news for a hundred years and it is difficult to find his whereabouts."

"In the end, the Supreme Elder of the Canghai Saint Sect had to come forward and announce that the Holy Son would succeed the position of Sect Leader, but those sequence disciples were naturally eyeing this position, and everyone wanted to reach the pinnacle of power."

"Behind each sequence disciple is a complex network of forces, so an undercurrent of competition has begun in secret." Wu Tian's words revealed his helplessness in this power struggle.

Hearing this, Lu Daotian narrowed his eyes slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "The Supreme Elder has spoken, how dare those sequence disciples disobey?"

Wu Tian shook his head slightly, with a hint of confusion in his expression: "That's unknown. After the Supreme Elder announced it, he never showed up again."

"Now, the top forces in several continents are secretly betting on it, and the situation is complicated."

Lu Daotian sighed with emotion: "These decades have indeed been turbulent and turbulent."

Lu Daotian continued to ask, with a tone of A hint of expectation: "So what realm have you reached now?"

Wu Tian heard this, a proud smile appeared on his face, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Now I have entered the late stage of Zhixu Chewu, only one step away from the peak!"

After hearing this, Lu Daotian was overjoyed and laughed out loud: "You are worthy of being my disciple. You have surpassed me in a blink of an eye!"

"You should return to Canghai Saint Church to continue practicing and break through to a higher realm as soon as possible!"

Lu Daotian knew in his heart that Wu Tian's talent was too amazing, and he hoped that he could grow faster.

However, Wu Tian shook his head gently, and his tone was firm: "I plan to stay for a while this time, and I heard that the Holy Land seems to have encountered some troubles."

Lv Daotian sighed slightly when he heard this. He didn't want to worry Wu Tian, ​​but it seemed that he couldn't hide it.

Wu Tian is a trump card of Xuanmiao Holy Land.

If there is a problem with the cooperation with the Demon Emperor, at least there is Wu Tian, ​​the seed, to keep the hope of the Holy Land.

After all, the demon clan acts cunningly, and no one knows whether they will play a dirty hand behind the scenes.

Then, Lu Daotian told Wu Tian everything that had happened in the past few years.

After hearing this, Wu Tian showed disdain on his face: "What cats and dogs dare to challenge my Xuanmiao Holy Land?"

"As for the Demon Emperor, if I was not in a hurry, it would only take a snap to suppress him." Wu Tian did not feel much about the cooperation with the Demon Emperor. After all, in order to become stronger, some sacrifices are inevitable.

It is inevitable that the cultivators of the human race and the demon race have sacrificed. This is the inevitable path of cultivation.

Then, Wu Tian showed arrogance on his face and said, "Now that I have returned, Master does not need to take action personally. Let me meet these big forces. Let them see what the heaven of Zhongtian Domain is."

"After this matter is resolved, Xuanmiao Holy Land can practice with peace of mind."

"As for the Demon Emperor's proposal to send cultivators to the Great Wilderness, I also agree. If I publicly support one of them, if that person can win the position of the leader in the future, he will naturally let Xuanmiao Holy Land enter the Great Wilderness for my sake."

After saying that, he showed a murderous intent on his face: "The Demon Emperor has not yet recovered to his heyday, let me see if he can stop me!"

After hearing this, Lu Daotian's heart sank. Wu Tian was indeed a little arrogant, but this was also the arrogance that young people should have, and Wu Tian had the capital to be arrogant.

"However, you should pick the weak ones first. If you really fight the Demon Emperor, even if you win, you will inevitably get hurt. There are two Supreme Void Chewu in the west, one Daozun in the east, and three Supreme Void Chewu and a mysterious Daozu in the south."

"Why not start from the east or west first?" Lu Daotian suggested.

Wu Tian frowned slightly. He wanted to challenge the Demon Emperor directly to establish his position, but what the master said was not without reason.

"Then let's start with Dao Zun. After all, there is only one Zhixu Chewu there." Wu Tian finally decided.

Lu Daotian nodded and continued, "Don't worry, go the next day. There must be their spies in the Holy Land. Let's deal with these people who are eating and crawling first, and then it won't be too late."

"They will definitely spread the news of your return. I want to see who it is!" A gleam of light flashed in Lu Daotian's eyes.

After hearing this, Wu Tian also understood the master's intention and nodded in agreement.

The two continued to discuss, and the topic involved Wu Tian's grievances and hatreds.

The news of the return of the Holy Son Wu Tian was like a spring breeze blowing through the mysterious holy land, which made all the cultivators excited.

Wu Tian, ​​that legendary figure, once dominated the younger generation of the holy land. Even though he disappeared mysteriously, the Holy Lord reserved the position of the Holy Son for him.

Now that the Demon Emperor has resurrected, the situation in Zhongtian Domain is complicated, and the Xuanmiao Holy Land has also lost a powerful warrior, and the people are in panic.

But Wu Tian's return has undoubtedly injected a shot of adrenaline into the Holy Land, giving them hope.

In a quiet courtyard in the Xuanmiao Holy Land, a man was sitting cross-legged on a cushion with his eyes closed.

When he heard the news of Wu Tian's return, his eyes suddenly condensed, revealing a barely perceptible cold light.

Beside him, another man stood on his left and right, with a respectful look.

Seeing this, the man beside him spoke cautiously: "Sir, now that Wu Tian has returned, you can challenge him. By then, the position of the Holy Son will belong to you."

"After all, your strength is obvious to all in the entire Holy Land. If the Holy Lord had not deliberately reserved it, the position of the Holy Son should have been yours."

The man sitting cross-legged on the futon heard this, his expression remained unchanged, he just glanced at the man beside him, and said coldly: "He is the Holy Son of my Xuanmiao Holy Land, how can you be so presumptuous here."

The man was shocked by this look, his face turned horrified in an instant, his legs softened, he knelt on the ground, and begged for mercy: "I spoke out of turn, please calm down, sir."

The man sitting cross-legged was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "It's just that the position of the Holy Son should indeed be my position."