Chapter 2045 Xuantian Immortal Emperor

Gan Shengxianzun took back the offering to the gods.

Looking at the black-robed man sitting on the ground, he frowned, and suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes. He hit the black-robed man on the top of his head with a palm like lightning.

Bang——!

The numb black-robed man instantly turned into a headless corpse and fell to the ground.

"Hmph! You are soft-hearted, and you will definitely do bad things in the future. You can't stay!"

Gan Shengxianzun snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and walked quickly towards the stone gate.

...

A few years later.

Kongming Realm, Misty Immortal Realm.

The Xuanji Daochang in the depths of the sky stands at the end of the auspicious clouds like a heavenly palace.

The old Taoist sat motionless beside the Yunwu Tianchi like a withered wooden stake.

Suddenly, another guard came quickly to report: "Emperor, the master wants to see you."

"Let him in." The old Taoist said slowly without raising his eyelids.

"Yes." The guard bowed and stepped back, then turned and flew out of the south gate.

A moment later, Gan Shengxianzun came quickly and kowtowed three feet away: "Greetings, Master!"

The old Taoist slowly opened his eyes, "It's done."

Gan Shengxianzun took out the Sacrifice Ruyi and sent it to the old Taoist across the air: "Master, please take a look, it's done."

"Sin..." The old Taoist sighed and took the Sacrifice Ruyi, "Step down, this sin is not small, you should retreat and pray for a thousand years to save those wrongfully dead ghosts, otherwise there will be endless troubles..."

"Yes, Master." Gan Shengxianzun bowed again and turned away.

The old Taoist held the Sacrifice Ruyi and looked at it for a while, then threw it lightly, and the Sacrifice Ruyi immediately flew to the top of the old Taoist's head, casting a gray-red gas and wrapping him up.

Then, he stretched out his hand in front of him and drew a round Tai Chi figure.

Then he extended two fingers of his right hand and shot two black and white air at the eyes of the Yin-Yang fish.

Suddenly, the Yin-Yang fish pattern seemed to come alive and spun rapidly.

"Open!" The old Taoist's momentum shook, and a spell was hit on the rapidly rotating Yin-Yang fish.

Snap!

With a crisp sound, the high-speed rotating Yin-Yang fish suddenly turned into a ball of gray air and disappeared, leaving only a round of clear and transparent mirror.

In the mirror, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, with a cold face and two upturned eyebrows emerged.

"Huh? Looking for death!"

The man in the mirror seemed to find that he was being spied on, and suddenly his whole body was full of momentum, turning into a ball of black air, as if he was about to fly out of the mirror.

"Jue Shang!"

The old Taoist's face suddenly changed, and he decisively waved his sleeves and directly wiped out the mirror in front of him.

And the gray-red air on his body also dimmed a degree at this time.

...

"You run fast!"

Demon Realm. A round stone platform stood in the middle of several dark mountains.

A ball of black air flickered several times, turned into Jueshang again, and sat down slowly.

In front of him stood a row of young faces.

Xiao Hanlin.

Mu Xiao.

Bai Yu.

Chu Moping.

Zhou Yushan.

The five people stood in a row with their arms folded, expressionless.

What was shocking was that the cultivation of these five people, except Chu Moping, was still a golden immortal.

Xiao Hanlin and the other four had all reached the realm of Immortal King, which was really terrifying.

"My Lord, what happened?" Zhou Yushan moved his lips and couldn't help asking.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Jueshang glanced at Zhou Yushan indifferently.

Then he looked at Xiao Hanlin, "What did the Blood Demon Realm say? Is there any reply?"

Xiao Hanlin said: "The Blood Emperor said that you are no longer the same person as before. If you want him to surrender, you have to come to him in person. He may not have good intentions towards you."

"Haha, good!"

Jue Shang laughed in anger, "You ignorant thing, you dare to provoke me."

After that, he glanced at Mu Xiao and others: "You continue to swallow, whether it is a demon beast or a demon, eat as much as you can, and rush to the Immortal Lord as quickly as possible."

"I want to let those guys in the Immortal Realm know that I, Jue Shang, am still Jue Shang..."

"Yes!"

Mu Xiao and others bowed and answered neatly.

Jue Shang looked at Zhou Yushan again, "Although you are not the real Yin Sha, I also allow you to inherit his position. From now on, you are the fifth protector under me, and you can follow me to conquer the world and share the three realms!"

Zhou Yushan was delighted when he heard the words, and immediately knelt down: "Thank you for the appreciation of the Demon Ancestor!"

...

Xuantian Realm

There are four fairy domains in Xuantian Realm.

They are Xuantian Fairy Domain, Guiyuan Fairy Domain, Taihang Fairy Domain, and Fengtian Fairy Domain.

The base camp of Xuantian Palace is in the center of Xuantian Fairy Domain.

The vast fairy mountains are full of rosy clouds, and countless disciples fly on swords and shuttle through them, which looks extremely shocking.

The current head of Xuantian Palace is not Ye Xuantian, but Ye Xuantian's direct descendant, Ye Jiangshan.

As the strongest fairy emperor in the fairy world, Ye Xuantian usually doesn't care about the affairs of Xuantian Palace.

All matters are handled by his son, Ye Jiangshan.

And Ye Xuantian's dojo is located in the depths of the sky directly above Xuantian Palace.

The vast palace complex stands on the top of the clouds, which looks particularly spectacular, much more magnificent than Yuwen Xuanji's dojo.

However, Ye Xuantian doesn't like to live in these golden palaces.

Instead, he prefers to practice among the mountains to the east of the dojo.

This group of mountains also stood in the clouds, but they looked no different from the mountains on earth. They were equally lush and green, stretching endlessly.

There is a lonely stone peak rising from the ground in the middle of the mountains, standing out from the crowd.

Today, a middle-aged man in a golden robe who looks no more than fifty years old is sitting cross-legged on the top of this peak.

His mature face is a little vicissitudes, but it is still difficult to hide the charm of this man when he was young. He must have been an extremely handsome man with outstanding appearance.

And this man is the famous Xuantian Immortal Emperor, Ye Xuantian.

In the eyes of outsiders.

For people like Ye Xuantian, many things have become unimportant.

When speaking and doing things, you don’t need to look at other people’s faces, nor do you need to worry about other people’s face.

Where you want to go and what you want to do, it all depends on your own thoughts.

But what the world doesn’t know is that Ye Xuantian actually has his own troubles.

He is not as relaxed as people imagine. Everyone envies him, but they don’t know that he sometimes can’t help himself.

Just like today, there are some people, even he has to see.

At this moment, in the void in front of him.

Suddenly, a guard in a standard robe appeared, reporting something to him.

After hearing this, Ye Xuantian said only a few words: "Let him in."

Then, the image disappeared.

A moment later, an old man in a Taoist robe suddenly appeared at the small intersection on the right side of Ye Xuantian.

"Meet Emperor Xuantian." Yuwen Xuanji bowed slightly and greeted him politely.

This is the difference. Although they are both immortal emperors, Yuwen Xuanji has to call Ye Xuantian the emperor when he sees him.

Ye Xuantian smiled and waved, "Daoyou Xuanji has come from afar, please come and sit down."

Yuwen Xuanji nodded, walked slowly to the opposite side of Ye Xuantian and sat down on the ground.

There was only a low table between the two of them, on which was a teapot and two teacups.

Ye Xuantian poured a cup of tea for Yuwen Xuanji and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Xuanji, what do you want to see me for?"

Yuwen Xuanji took out a palm-sized Ruyi and placed it on the low table: "I am here to return this item."

Ye Xuantian glanced at the Ruyi used for offering sacrifices to the gods on the table and shook his head, "Fellow Daoist, you misunderstood. I have already given this item to you. It is yours now. You don't have to return it to me."

Yuwen Xuanji smiled and said: "This item is too valuable. I really can't afford it."

Ye Xuantian frowned and said with a little displeasure: "You really don't want it?"