Chapter 938 Dreaming of a Lifetime
The giant cauldron that stretched across the human world began to shake violently, especially the section of the giant cauldron wall in Tianhuang, which caused the mountains and rivers to break into pieces and the ground to shake. The two tribes of humans and demons living in the Tianhuang Continent, tens of millions of creatures, looked at the direction of Changle Infinity Palace at the same time.
In their eyes, the aurora of the Changle Infinite Palace disappeared at this moment, and an illusory giant cauldron suddenly sat on the Changle Infinite Palace.
In the Changle Infinite Palace, Shu Han looked at the projection of Xuantian's treasure falling from the sky. It seemed as if tens of millions of pounds of shackles were imposed on his whole body. Even with his level of cultivation, he was suppressed and unable to move. One can only watch the giant cauldron slowly descending under the control of Xuanmingxian.
Shu Han's face turned red before he held up the Changyuan Taoist Tower in front of him.
With the support of Shu Han's magic power, the Changyuan Taoist Tower soared thousands of feet, and the radiant pagoda rushed towards the Xuantian Dao Cauldron descending from high in the sky. The golden light hanging down from the Changyuan Taoist Tower relieved Shu Han's pressure a lot.
"It looks a bit like Taoist Chang Yuan back then, but if Chang Yuan Daoist comes, he will die! I have accumulated the power of Xuantian for tens of thousands of years, how can a small Chang Yuan Dao Pagoda resist it! With I suppress it!”
Xuanmingxian jumped up, like the ghost of Xuantian Baoding, stepping on Xuantian Baoding. In an instant, the Changyuan Taoist Pagoda shook violently high in the sky, and the pagoda that soared into the sky was weighed down by a foot. Shu Han struggled to support the Changyuan Taoist Pagoda, but even if he used all his magic power, it would be difficult to shake the Xuantian Cauldron falling from the sky.
"Is this the power of the Xuantian Treasure?"
Shu Han panted heavily and couldn't help but marvel at the world-shattering power of Xuantian Baoding.
Xuanmingxian laughed loudly: "How can the power of Xuantian be imagined by mortals like you in the lower world? Don't think that you can be invincible in the world by mastering the seemingly incredible Changyuan Taoist Tower. That's just the power of you in the lower world. Mortals are short-sighted, and I have never taken into consideration the Changyuan Taoist Tower and the Taishang Huanyu Bell!"
"Originally, I accumulated such a huge power of Xuantian, intending to use it to destroy the two major sects, so that when the Xuantian treasure is born, I will not have to fight with them. But as long as I get your body and gather the Xuantian Dao Hua, I can directly become the master of Xuantian's treasure. I can annihilate these two major sects with just a raise of my hand. Hand over Dao Hua and your body to me!"
Wow!
Xuantian Baoding unleashed its holy power, as if the entire human world was pressing down on Shu Han. Changyuan Taoist Pagoda immediately could not withstand such pressure, quickly shrank in the air, and finally became dim, returning to Shu Han's side.
Without the protection of Changyuan Taoist Tower, Shu Han was instantly subdued by Xuantian Daoding and pinned down above Changle Wuyuan Palace, unable to move.
Xuanmingxian couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.
He raised his hand and waved, and his illusory body shot out four silver-cuneiform chains, intending to penetrate Shu Han's sea of consciousness and crush Shu Han's soul with the power of Xuantian Daoding. The dove occupied the magpie's nest, took away Shu Han's body, and used the corpse to bring back the soul.
This situation made Xuanmingxian extremely excited.
In a daze, he couldn't help but recall his life.
He was originally the proud son of the Houqi clan.
After working hard and practicing for half a life, he finally lived up to expectations and became the strongest master of the Houqi tribe, and was worshiped by all the people in the Houqi tribe. In the end, because of his outstanding strength and talent, he was selected by the clan leader and became the secret guardian of Xuantian's treasure.
That's where it all started.
Go down to the lower world alone, endure ten thousand years of loneliness, guard around the Xuantian treasure, watch the ebb and flow of the human world in the distance, and feel the rise and decline of all the spirits in the human world. At that time, with his cultivation, he could turn his hands into clouds and rain in the human world, but he just watched quietly and did not rely on his transcendent strength to make trouble in the human world.
At that time, he had no resentment or hatred in his heart.
At that time, he still had his own innocent fantasies.
He imagined that after the Xuantian Treasure was born, the Houqi clan could rely on this treasure to establish a firm foundation in the spiritual world. There is also a lower realm belonging to the Houqi tribe. It looks like the Houqi tribe is prosperous just like the human race and the demon race.
However, during the long period of guarding, he gradually lost contact with the Houqi tribe in the upper world. In the last message, he learned that his own tribe in the spiritual world had been massacred. Even though he was resentful in his heart, he still did not dare to give up the Xuantian Treasure. A great disaster was imminent for the Hou Qi clan in the spiritual world, and a disaster quietly came to him.
On that day, the descent channel opened.
On that day, the four great monks went down to the realm.
He was alone and targeted by the four peak combined monks who came from the upper world. He couldn't resist, and even though he tried all their methods, he was beaten to death.
If he had not been cultivating the Xuantian Dao Seed, causing his soul to be entangled with the Xuantian Dao Cauldron to a certain extent, he would have really died at the hands of Taoist Changyuan and Princess Xue Ji, and the hope of revenge and revival of the Houqi clan would also have disappeared. For the hustle and bustle.
The reluctance and resentment at that moment turned into a ray of light, illuminating his soon-to-be-gloomy soul.
The hatred of the annihilation of his race, the resentment of death, and the desire for revenge and revival. These strong desires twisted into a rope in his heart and pulled him back from the edge of death.
At the time of life and death, he never expected that his remaining soul would actually merge into Xuantian's remaining flowers.
In the end, he tried his best to activate the Xuantian Dao Cauldron, which had not yet been formed, and killed all the invaders.
Later, because the oil ran out and the lamp dried up, his remaining soul spent tens of thousands of years cultivating in the Xuantian Dao Cauldron before he was able to awaken.
After waking up, he learned from the experience. He knew that he was no longer truly alive. He also knew that the three tribes of humans, monsters and demons were difficult to deal with, and they would never give up. All the tragedies that happened before will happen again in the future.
Since I am still alive by chance, I must live out the value of this life.
That's what he thought.
The three tribes of humans, demons and monsters are so cunning, so cruel and so ruthless. Then he must become more cunning, more cruel and more ruthless than his enemies, so that he can counterattack and make those high and mighty tribes repent to the small tribes like the Houqi tribe.
The body is annihilated, leaving only the remnant soul.
He knew that the first task was to find the two scattered petals of Xuantian Dao Flower.
So, he spent another ten thousand years to refine a parasitic soul seed, put it into the human world, and find a host to do things for him. When he returned to the human world, he found that the human world had long changed.
Taiyun Sect and Luosha Demon Realm were established, the demon god descended to the world, and Changle Wuyin Palace and Changyuan Sect rose. All signs indicate that the three tribes of humans, demons and monsters will eventually make a comeback. But he no longer has the capital he had in the past, and only a remnant soul with no power left.
After spending thousands of years investigating, he finally found out that the Xuantian Dao Flower was hidden by the demon gods in the lower world in the Changyuan Daotong and the demon god's secret hiding place in the Changle Wuyin Palace.
However, with his current means, he could not force the Xuantian Dao Flower away.
In the long contemplation, that him disappeared, and the cold and ruthless Xuanmingxian, who used the common people as chess pieces and the earth as a board, was born.