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- "Forehead"
It has to be said that as a high-level Shura War Saint, the Demon Emperor is far superior to Xingjue in terms of deterrence.
As soon as he said these words, the army of the Hades clan was so frightened that none of them dared to look around anymore, but stood there politely.
After all, they can feel that this Demon Emperor has a cultivation level that is not inferior to that of his clan's Hades.
And as the Demon Emperor guessed, Xingjue at this moment has returned to the soul source world and arrived at the soul source center.
The way Xingjue wants to notify the Holy Spirit is very simple, that is to violate his bottom line, open the soul source center, and rescue Hun Wuji.
"Ancestor, it would be unfilial to forgive future generations for their punishment. I made you wait for so long before I came to save you."
Xing Jue stood outside the center of the soul source. He knelt down first and bowed to the soul source world with guilt.
Then he stood up, stretched out his palm, and suddenly grasped the center of the soul source.
"Boom, boom, boom"
??????????????????????????????????????????????: A bright light flashed, waves of roars came, and the indestructible soul source center was shattered into pieces.
And a bottomless passage also appeared in front of Xing Jue.
"Uh-huh."
At this moment, Xing Jue turned into a ray of light and quickly swept into the passage.
In just a blink of an eye, Xing Jue entered the bottom of the passage, and an ancient circular hall appeared in front of Xing Jue's eyes.
This hall is exquisite and can be said to be very sacred. Both the layout and the materials used are very special, and it exudes a sense of majesty.
But at this moment, what attracts Xing Jue¡¯s attention is an ancient museum with a faint brilliance.
At this moment, Xing Jue¡¯s eyes couldn¡¯t help but become moist. He approached the ancient museum step by step, his fists clenching loudly.
Because he felt that there was an ancient corpse lying in this ancient museum, but this ancient corpse had long since lost any vitality, and it was a real corpse.
"Squeak"
With that uneasy and restless mood, Xing Jue finally opened the ancient museum, and at this moment, a body of bones as crystal clear as jade and exuding a faint golden light appeared in Xing Jue's sight.
¡°Ancestor,,,,.¡±
Finally, Xing Jue could not bear the pain in his heart and shouted loudly.
At the same time, he knelt down on the ground with a thud, and bowed to the corpse with tears on his face.
At this moment, Xing Zhi was in great pain, so painful that he could not restrain the tears that flowed out.
Because Xing Jue knew that Hun Wuji, his ancestor of the Soul-Eating Clan, was no longer alive and had been dead for thousands of years.
The idea that Hun Wuji was just imprisoned is simply a lie, a lie passed down by the Holy Spirit.
"Holy God, I will repay your debt with blood and cut you into pieces."
While Xing Jue was crying, he was also gritting his teeth, and his murderous intention towards the Holy God was radiated out without any reservation.
"You can't be so rude to the dead."
But at this moment, a peaceful voice suddenly came from behind Xing Jue, and a familiar breath also appeared together.
And when Xing Jue turned his head, his sad face suddenly turned into a look of joy.
Because at this moment, standing behind him was an old man with gray hair and a very peaceful face.
In this old man, Xing Jue felt a familiar feeling coming from his bloodline. This feeling turned out to be the breath of Hun Wuji.
"The descendants will be punished and pay homage to their ancestors."
Xingjue did not stand up, but instead kowtowed to the old man. Although it was incredible, the feeling from his soul told Xingjue that the peaceful old man in front of him was indeed Hun Wuji, the ancestor of his Soul-Eating Clan.
"Get up quickly, I have made you suffer so much, I am not a qualified elder."
Hun Wuji helped Xing Jue up and began to seriously look at this outstanding descendant with his soft eyes.
"Since you are still alive, ancestor, then who is this corpse?" Xing Jue asked curiously.
He could feel that the corpses in the ancient museum at this moment were definitely not trivial. This person must have been a great person in his life.
If not, Xing Jue would not have thought that it was the corpse of his ancestor Hun Wuji, and believed that Hun Wuji was really dead.
"That's the corpse of Lord Holy God." Hun Wuji said with a bitter smile.
"What, the Holy Spirit." When he heard Hun Wuji's words, Xing Jue was immediately shocked.
"It's time to tell you the truth." Hun Wuji smiled lightly.
And Xing Jue didn't say much, because at this moment he suddenly realized that Hun Wuji's eyes were so familiar.
That was exactly what he saw that day in the eternal world, in the depths of the holy realm. It turned out that it was not the Holy God who made him feel powerful oppression that day, but Hun Wuji, the ancestor of his Soul-Eating Clan.
"After the peak battle that year, I was very unwilling to reconcile with the Holy God and Hades. I felt that we should take advantage of the situation to defeat Hades in one fell swoop, and then let the Holy Domain take charge of the Mirror of Reincarnation and the Underworld."
"So, for this reason, I found the Holy Spirit and wanted to find out."
"But the Holy Spirit has only one answer for me, and that is to defeat him. As long as I defeat him, he will tell me everything."
"I am very competitive, so I was not afraid, but chose to fight against the Holy God. In the end, I not only defeated the Holy God, but also severely damaged it." Hun Wuji said solemnly.
"The ancestors actually defeated the Holy God." Hearing this, Xing Jue was extremely shocked.
"It is true that we won, but the victory was disgraceful because the Holy God never used the divine weapon from the beginning to the end." Hun Wuji smiled bitterly. He was not proud of defeating the Holy God, but was ashamed of it.
"Why doesn't the Holy Spirit use the divine weapon?" Xingjue was also puzzled.
"You can't tell." But thinking of the changes in the Nether Realm's Samsara Mirror, Xing Jue suddenly realized.
"As you can imagine, after the peak battle, not only the Samsara Mirror had cracks, but also the Rule Ruler. So it's not that the Holy God doesn't want to use the artifact, but that he doesn't dare."
"Actually, it can be said that the Holy God lost to me on purpose, because after tens of thousands of years, without the support of the artifact, his lifespan has reached its limit."
"But no matter whether there is a divine weapon or not, there must be one person in charge of the overall situation in the Holy Realm, so the Holy God chose me."
"And the Holy Spirit told me the secret about the artifact. The spirit of the artifact considers itself a god and despises all living beings except the Lord of Asura World, the God of War."
"If Shura God of War hadn't sealed the weapon spirit back then, it wouldn't have been used by the Holy God and the God of Hades."
"If the divine weapon is broken, the contract will be destroyed. If the spirit of the divine weapon is unsealed, it will definitely cause harm to the world and kill all living beings."
"It is for this reason that the Holy God sealed the artifact Rule Ruler because he was afraid that the spirit of the artifact would be unsealed and cause harm to the world."
"But the Holy Spirit Rule Ruler is different from the Samsara Mirror. The Rule Ruler can be used or not, but the Samsara Mirror governs the cycle of life and death of living beings and undead, so it has to be used."
"So the Holy Spirit knew at that time that one day, the spirit of the Samsara Mirror would be completely unsealed, and at that time no one in the world would be able to resist it, not even me."
"However, there is a way to prevent all this from happening, at least stop it." Hun Wuji solemnly told what happened.
"What method?" Xing Jue asked impatiently.
"That's you." Hun Wuji looked at Xing Jue with complicated eyes.
"Me." Xingjue's face was filled with surprise, feeling incredible and confused at the same time.
"The artifact cannot be competed by Shura War Saints like us. Only the supreme Shura War God can stop it."
"And since tens of thousands of years ago, the Shura God of War created the Shura world based on the sun world and evolved all living beings, he died due to exhaustion of power."
"Because of this, before he died, he worked hard to create two artifacts with his own body, and they were controlled by strong men from the Holy and Underworld respectively to maintain the order of the Shura world."
"According to legend, Shura God of War was also reincarnated through the Mirror of Reincarnation, but because he was so powerful, he needed to go through tens of millions of years of reincarnation before he could return to the world."
"And this is just a legend, so no one knows whether Shura God of War will really appear again and whether he can achieve the great achievements he did back then."
"Could it be that Xiaohan is the reincarnation of Shura God of War?" Xing Jue suddenly remembered the mysterious power Xiaohan possessed, which was called the power of Shura by the Hades clan.
"Yes, Li Xiaohan is indeed the reincarnation of Shura God of War, but it's a pity that she appeared too late, and I also found out too late."
"Furthermore, with Li Xiaohan's qualifications, even if she can become Shura God of War in the future, it will take at least ten thousand years."
"Besides, ten thousand years ago, I had no idea whether Shura God of War would appear, so I chose a method at that time."
"That means cultivating a Shura God of War among my Soul-Eating clansmen."
"Cultivation of the Shura God of War. With your ancestor's talent and strength, you are already infinitely close to the Shura God of War. Why do you still need to cultivate it?" Xing Jue expressed his incomprehension.
? ?Because he knew that Hun Wuji at that time was already a high-level Shura War Saint, and he already knew the method of refining artifacts. There was no need to train him. He should cultivate himself into a Shura War God.
"Haha, haven't you discovered that the distance between Shura War Saint and Shura War God is something I will never be able to reach in my lifetime."
"Because of my outstanding talent and the excellent conditions of the Soul Eater clan, my life has been too smooth and my growth process has been too easy, so from the beginning, I lost the qualification to become the Shura God of War."
"As for the so-called refining yourself into a magical weapon, it is nothing more than a lie. Blood fruits and spirit beads can indeed help you grow in cultivation, but they will not change your system."
"The reason why I left such a lie is just to give you a goal to strive for and a hope." Hun Wuji smiled lightly, but there was a trace of guilt on his face.
"In that case, the Holy God has never suppressed our Soul-Eating Clan, let alone banned our Soul-Eating Clan. The reason why the Soul-Eating Clan is in this situation is all because of you, our ancestor."
Hearing this, Xing Jue suddenly realized, but this truth made him unable to accept it.
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