Chapter 1592: Ten Thousand Years of Grudges

At this moment, the handsome monk who came from behind You Wuya shouted in a hoarse voice: "Father, father, I am You Lansheng, I am You Lansheng, look at me!"

Only then did You Lansheng see his father's true appearance.

Since childhood, his family has always said that his father is a great hero and a top genius. But the father in front of him has snow-white hair, a haggard face, and no vitality. He is just an ordinary Qi Refining First Level cultivator.

Unfortunately, You Wuya was unable to see his child for the last time until the end of his life.

Perhaps You Wuya didn't want his children to see his worst side, so he always turned his back to his children.

This was his choice, and also the last bit of self-respect and pride he had as a genius.

At this moment, there was a loud "boom" and a figure passed by from outside the boundary membrane of the Immortal Gourd Realm. It was Zhang Xuan who had already advanced to the fusion stage.

Zhang Xuan saw You Wuya lying in Xiuxiu's arms, and his life was already gone.

"Impossible, how is it possible?"

Zhang Xuan still couldn't believe it. He didn't believe that the scene he had deduced through the principles of cause and effect and the principles of time would really happen.

You Wuya, this supreme genius, the number one in three million years, the man who went against the will of heaven and wasted all his cultivation, will really die of old age in his own fairy gourd world!

He immediately checked You Wuya's soul and was shocked to find that there was no soul left in You Wuya's body.

"How could this happen?" Henry Zhang was shocked.

"Father, father..." Xiuxiu looked at Zhang Xuan with tears in her eyes.

"Why is his soul gone after You Wuya's death? Is he just a shell without a soul? What's going on?"

Zhang Xuan had a lot of thoughts at this time, but he couldn't figure it out.

Xiuxiu cried and said, "Before my husband passed away, he said he knew what secret you were going to dig out of him."

Henry Zhang was stunned again: "He told his secret?"

"He said that a million years ago, he was just a blade of grass without intelligence. Later, a sword cultivator appeared and changed everything. He was just a chess piece. This is the secret that father wants to dig out from my husband."

"A million years ago, You Wuya was a small grass without any intelligence. Later, a sword cultivator appeared..."

Henry Zhang muttered to himself, constantly pondering You Wuya's last words.

He didn't know whether these were the nonsense left by You Wuya before his death, or the key to unlock You Wuya's secret.

At this moment, You Wuya's body in Xiuxiu's arms began to shrink.

You Wuya's face slowly disappeared, and his entire body actually turned into a dry blade of grass.

Zhang Xuan was shocked: "It really is a small grass. This small grass has no vitality, but it is still possible to save it."

He stretched out his hand and directly took the grass that You Wuya had transformed into into his own meditation space.

Zhang Xuan had just put the dry grass into his meditation space when the blood date tree in the meditation space suddenly reacted.

The fairy cat, which had been sleeping for hundreds of years, also woke up from its slumber.

At this time, the fairy cat has advanced to an eighth-level monster, and the blood date tree that the fairy cat is parasitic on has also advanced to an eighth-level spiritual plant.

In the meditation space, the fairy cat looked at the dry grass, his eyes narrowed slightly: "I can feel the aura of the Eternal Night Master from you. I didn't expect you to be here."

Zhang Xuan was shocked when he heard this, and for a moment he seemed to understand the meaning of You Wuya's last words before his death.

Could it be that the one who opened up You Wuya's spiritual intelligence was the True Lord Yongye?

At this moment, the fairy cat walked step by step to the dry grass, and with one slap, it was about to smash the dry grass in front of it to pieces.

At this moment, the blood date tree behind the fairy cat transformed into a monk wearing blood-stained clothes: "The person you are looking for is me!"

At this time, the fairy cat turned around in surprise and found that the monk in blood-stained clothes was none other than the True Lord Eternal Night.

"I didn't expect it. I didn't expect that after you swung that sword, you would turn into the blood date tree that I was parasitic on. Why did you do this?" The fairy cat looked at the True Lord Yongye in front of him.

"If I don't do this, how can I possibly recover to the eighth level? But I'm still one step away."

At this moment, the fairy cat subconsciously took a step back: "What's the next step?"

"After devouring you, I will be able to return to the Mahayana realm once again."

After saying this, the blood-robed monk rushed towards the fairy cat.

Zhang Xuan was stunned again. If this blood date tree was the Eternal Night True Lord, then who was the little grass that You Wuya transformed into?

What the hell is going on?

Zhang Xuan felt a mess. This seemed to involve the Mahayana cultivators' millions of years of planning, and this plan would probably be revealed today.

In Zhang Xuan's meditation space, two eighth-level masters, the Blood-robed Monk and the Fairy Cat, fought each other.

This really messed up Zhang Xuan's meditation space.

The meditation space was extremely solid, but it couldn't withstand the torture of two eighth-level masters.

The large amount of sixth-level spiritual medicines he planted in the Yiqi Field were all burned, and the Yiqi Field was also reduced to pieces in the impact of the war.

In an inconspicuous corner of the meditation space, a withered grass is constantly absorbing the fragments of the Qi field, slowly recovering its vitality and continuing to grow.

At this time, Zhang Xuan focused all his attention on his spiritual medicine.

All the elixirs in the meditation space are destroyed!

An eighth-level spiritual plant and an eighth-level demon beast fought each other in his meditation space, but he was the one who suffered.

This is the Taoist diagram that has been with him for the longest time.

Back then, when he was in Temple Street, he was still at the first level of Qi Refining. Thanks to the guidance of the Kaixianzhi Medicine Map, he was able to seize the initiative at that time, make his first pot of gold, and pick up a lot of spiritual feces.

He still has feelings for Kaixianzhi Yaotu.

I have accompanied him all the way here, and the Kaixianzhi medicine map has been continuously upgraded. Now I can finally grow sixth-level spiritual medicines. I didn't expect to attract these two funny guys.

A million years of grudges had to be settled in his own meditation space.

Slowly, the fairy cat was at a disadvantage.

The blood-robed monk once again transformed into a blood date tree, and its huge roots directly wrapped around the body of the fairy cat.

The fairy cat wanted to break free, but it was unable to break free from the blood date tree.

The roots of the blood date tree drilled into the flesh and blood of the fairy cat like burrowing worms, continuously extracting the fairy cat's original energy.

When masters fight, the difference between them is often just a matter of millimeters.

If you fail in one move, there will be no recovery!

The fairy cat didn't expect that after planning for so long and finally being about to recover to the ninth level, it was now plucked away by the True Lord of Eternal Night.

But the fairy cat still had a question in his mind: "Why did this Eternal Night Master do this?"

But Fairy Cat might never get the answer.

When the blood date tree had extracted all of the energy from the fairy cat, a huge figure condensed out again. It was the blood-robed monk who had already advanced to the Mahayana stage.

In an ancient secret place, a fairy cat woke up: "Fairy Cat No. 1 has survived for a million years, but finally died. Now it's my turn to continue living, hehe..."