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

The Martial Temple God randomly found an island. At this moment, he felt the mark in his mind getting hot, and he couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry you!"

The Martial Temple God was angry. Over the years, although he didn't say it explicitly, he also cleverly revealed the traces of the Unicorn Wolf Clan, but the Canghai Saint Church was indifferent to it, which made him very disappointed.

Damn the mark!

Just as he was looking for a place to retreat, the burning heat of the mark almost made him want to die.

The creatures he secretly captured had been quietly sent to the wilderness, but the monster seemed to be never satisfied.

A trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and the Martial Temple God swore in his heart that one day he would let the monster taste the same pain.

At this moment, an inexplicable chill came over him, and the Martial Temple God was startled, his back felt cold, and he turned around suddenly, only to see a man in a blue Taoist robe staring at him with a smile.

"Interesting, you seem to be enslaved." The man's words were like a bolt from the blue, shocking the Martial Temple God, and his expression instantly turned horrified.

This person could actually see through his secret?

You know, the one who enslaved him was a peak Dao Nian Tianjun.

Could it be....

"Who is the senior?" The Martial Temple God tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart, and his voice was low but full of respect.

The man did not answer directly, his eyes were like torches, and he asked directly: "Who left the mark on your body?"

The Martial Temple God's heart sank suddenly, and his face became uncertain.

He knew very well that today's matter might not be resolved peacefully.

The other party could see through his slave mark at a glance, and even if he tried his best, his hope of escape was slim.

Moreover, once he revealed the identity of the owner of the mark, the mysterious power would definitely make him fall instantly.

"I really can't reveal it. Once I say it..." Wumiao Shenjun gritted his teeth, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He was betting that the mysterious man in front of him could remove the mark on his body, otherwise, he would be dead anyway.

The blue-robed man heard this, and a trace of understanding flashed in his eyes.

He nodded gently, as if he understood Wumiao Shenjun's concerns.

If it were an ordinary person, once he said the name of the sealer, he would probably be hit by a fatal blow immediately.

"Forget it, in this case, I won't ask any more questions." The blue-robed man spoke calmly, revealing a trace of sympathy for Wumiao Shenjun in his tone.

"However, the mark on your body was cast by a peak Dao Nian Tianjun, which is quite interesting."

He paused and continued: "I have been practicing in the depths of the Death Sea for a long time, and I know very little about the changes in the Endless Sea. If you can tell me the situation in the sea in recent years, I may be able to help you remove this mark."

Wumiao Shenjun heard this, and his heart was like a huge wave.

This sudden hope made him feel both pleasantly surprised and somewhat unbelievable.

This person's words seemed to be true.

Only those who have truly practiced in the depths of the Sea of ​​Death for many years would be completely unaware of the changes in the Endless Sea.

If it were an old monster from another force, he would only need to inquire a little to know everything about the outside world.

However, what moved him the most was that the other party was willing to help him remove the mark, which was undoubtedly a huge temptation for him.

He knew in his heart that facing this blue-robed man, he had almost no chance of escape.

The other party's attitude was still unknown, and he might forcibly search his soul, but the other party chose to let him explain, which at least showed that the other party had no ill will towards him, and might even have some good feelings for him.

So, the God of the Temple of Martial Arts sorted out his thoughts and began to slowly tell a series of events that had occurred in the Endless Sea in recent years.

He carefully concealed his true identity, and at the same time deliberately exaggerated the contradictions and conflicts between Daozu and several major forces.

He speculated that this blue-robed man was either a hermit master of a major force, or a lone old monster.

In either case, the other party has a thousand connections with those big forces.

Even if he is a lone ranger, it is inevitable that he will have some intersections with those big forces. As for whether the relationship is good or bad, it is unknown.

Time passed quietly in the narration of the Martial Temple God. When he finally finished his narration, the blue-robed man fell into deep contemplation.

After a long time, he sighed: "I didn't expect that during the time I was away, the outside world has undergone such earth-shaking changes."

Then, his eyes fell on the Martial Temple God again, with a hint of inquiry in his tone: "Tell me about the rise of that Taoist ancestor in detail again."

The Martial Temple God was delighted, he knew that his chance to break free from the shackles of the mark was right in front of him.

He immediately narrated the extraordinary experience of the Taoist ancestor in detail, trying to restore every detail.

The blue-robed man listened and couldn't help but sigh slightly: "It seems that the Taoist ancestor is probably another reincarnation of a great power, otherwise it would be impossible to cultivate to such a realm in such a short time."

He was amazed at the experience of the Taoist ancestor. It was really unbelievable to reach such a height in a few decades.

Such a speed of cultivation is hard to explain unless he is the reincarnation of a strong man from the Great Wilderness.

The Martial Temple God continued to speak with a solemn tone: "That Taoist Ancestor is indeed extraordinary, but because of this, he will probably die faster."

Hearing this, the blue-robed man raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes: "Oh? Why is that?"

"Assuming that he is a great man who has been reincarnated, he must have accumulated countless enemies in his previous life. If his enemies learn of this, they will definitely attack without hesitation."

Martial Temple God Lord analyzed, "Moreover, Canghai Saint Church reported this matter, after all..."

The blue-robed man heard this, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

The other party seemed to have a deep understanding of Canghai Saint Church, and even knew about the report.

He actually knew the heaven of Canghai Saint Church.

This made him wonder whether the Martial Temple God Lord came from the Great Wilderness, and that mark, could it be the slave mark of the Great Wilderness?

"I will help you remove the mark, are you willing to serve me?" The blue-robed man continued to speak, while his consciousness quietly explored the body of the Martial Temple God Lord.

There was a huge difference between his cultivation and that of the Martial Temple God Lord, so the latter naturally could not detect his movements.

After hearing this, the Martial Temple God Lord was overjoyed.

It was not unacceptable for him to be loyal to this blue-robed man, after all, the other party was extraordinary and seemed to treat him more as a human being!

This is what he likes most. The original demon tribe simply treated him as a slave.

"I am willing to serve you, sir, but I don't know your name." Wumiao God showed excitement on his face, knelt on one knee, and his tone was full of excitement.

The blue-robed man couldn't help but smile: "I am from the Canghai Holy Church, Li Shengtian!"

The three words "Li Shengtian" fell into Wumiao God's ears, like thunder, causing a storm in his heart.

The last leader of Canghai Holy Church, Li Shengtian?

No wonder the other party's strength is so terrifying, he is actually the peak of Dao Nian Tianjun!

Being able to submit to him is not wronged.

"It turns out to be Lord Li Shengtian, I have heard rumors about you." Wumiao God spoke with admiration at this moment.

After hearing this, Li Shengtian laughed dumbly: "It seems that as soon as I was born today, my hands will be stained with blood."

Wumiao God's heart jumped suddenly, and his eyes showed disbelief and panic. "What does this mean?" He whispered to himself, his voice trembling.

Li Shengtian's eyes were like knives, staring coldly at the God of Martial Temple, without a trace of emotion in his tone: "The creatures in the small world inside your body are indeed abundant, but they are enslaved by foreign races and plundered. They should be destroyed!" This sentence seemed to sentence the fate of the God of Martial Temple.