Chapter 31: Raging Hatred, Xuanhu Saint

The middle desert spiritual realm.

The Holy Religion of the Netherworld.

Holy Son Xuanhu, who was practicing, suddenly spurted out blood.

"who is it!"

The angry words spread throughout the Netherworld Holy Cult.

As the most terrifying genius of the Netherworld Holy Cult, Holy Son Xuanhu has been practicing for more than 800 years and has thoroughly understood all the Netherworld Holy Scriptures left by the Netherworld Patriarch.

On the basis of the Holy Book of the Netherworld, he created his own magical power, Nine Netherworlds.

As the name suggests, Jiu Ming Gui Yi is to tear one's own soul into nine parts. Each of these nine divided souls is dominated by their own ideology.

Over the years, Holy Son Xuanhu has been reunited through Jiuming and split into six clones.

These six avatars, with different identities, worshiped the major holy religions, and the branches of the Shinto sects scattered in the four wilderness areas. The purpose was to practice the supreme magical powers of the major Shinto and the holy religions.

When Jiu Ming returns to unity, Saint Son Xuanhu's strength will reach the realm of true god.

However, Holy Son Xuanhu never expected that one of his clones would be killed just now.

Moreover, even the ray of soul that he separated was forcibly killed.

"Although this is the weakest one among all my clones, how can I, Xuan Hu's clone, be slaughtered at will?" A pair of eyes of Holy Son Xuan Hu showed intense hatred.

Although he can sense these clones through his soul, Holy Son Xuanhu can only know a rough idea of ​​the specific situation of these clones.

Moreover, the clone he had just destroyed had just escaped from an ancient secret realm.

This ancient secret realm was discovered by Holy Son Xuanhu when he was traveling in his early years.

However, at that time, his cultivation had already entered the early stage of the Holy Realm, and a half-finished True God Soul Bead would not be of much help to him.

Only then did he think of leaving it to his clone.

I just didn't expect it...

"Having a treasure like the Soul Pearl, but being able to be killed by someone, is nothing short of a waste."

But trash is trash, after all, it is the split soul that separated from his body.

What's more, because of this incident, his cultivation level was damaged.

"Check, find out for me immediately, what happened in the Xuantian Sect in the Southern Wasteland?" Holy Son Xuanhu just finished speaking, and a black shadow flashed behind him and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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"As expected of a guy who came out alive from an ancient secret realm, he has so many treasures!"

In the secret realm of life and death, Ye Xuan rummaged around Hua Yuntian's body and sighed to himself.

Ye Xuan found hundreds of rare and exotic herbs that could be used to refine fifth-grade elixirs and above from this guy.

You must know that fifth-grade elixirs are enough for a strong person at the Wuzong level to forcefully break through their own level. Even among the top sects in the Southern Wasteland like the Xuantian Sect, they are extremely rare.

If it were placed outside, it would be enough for the warriors in the Southern Wilderness Territory to steal their heads.

It is no exaggeration to say that if someone were to enter the Jiang Palace with a fifth-grade elixir, throw it in the Jiang Emperor's face, and ask him to bring out a princess to cheer him up, the other party would probably not hesitate.

After all, the temptation of a fifth-grade elixir that can improve a master is too great for a mortal emperor.

"Although these rare spiritual herbs have not yet been refined into medicine and are far less precious than fifth-grade elixirs, their value is still immeasurable."

Xuantian Sect has its own special medicine refining hall.

Gathered inside are the top alchemists in the entire Southern Wilderness Region.

With Ye Xuan's current status in Xuantian Sect, he only needs to give an order, and someone will naturally refine these elixirs into elixirs.

In addition to the precious spiritual herbs for refining fifth-grade elixirs, Ye Xuan also found dozens of spiritual herbs on Hua Yuntian that could be used to refine sixth-grade elixirs.

"The sixth-grade elixir makes even King Wu jealous when he sees it."

In the current state of Xuantian Sect, those who can refine sixth-grade elixirs are at least at the elder level.

Moreover, the elixir formation rate of sixth-grade elixirs is much lower than that of fifth-grade elixirs.

Even for the sect elders of Xuantian Sect, it is very difficult to refine it.

As for the seventh-grade elixir?

The kind of existence that can transform the Martial Emperor can only be found in the Zhonghuang Spiritual Realm.

To be honest, if it weren't for Hua Yuntian's stubbornness, which made him hate Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan really couldn't bear to beat this money-giving boy to death with a stick.

"It would be great if I could raise him and give him a few more babies."

If Hua Yuntian, who was already dead at this moment, knew Ye Xuan's true inner thoughts, I wonder if he would be angry and commit suicide on the spot.

Jumped up from the ground and strangled Ye Xuan to death.

"Brother, this thing... looks delicious!"

At this moment, Xiao Heiba ​​behind Ye Xuan suddenly pointed towards the sacred monument surrounded by colorful halo on the opposite side.

"Are you serious?"

Looking at Xiao Heiba ​​who was drooling in front of him, Ye Xuan couldn't help but be stunned.

Can this stone tablet be delicious?

But after a brief pause, Ye Xuan's expression suddenly changed.

I'm afraid what this girl means is not to eat the sacred monument, but to eat the ancestors of the Xuantian Sect in the sacred monument, right?

As if feeling Xiao Heiba's hungry wolf-like eyes with green light, the colorful monument on the top of the sacred mountain in the secret realm of life and death trembled, as if he was frightened.

Outside the secret realm.

Seeing the violent trembling of the sacred monument, the Xuantian Sect Leader and the elders had expressions of sluggish expression on their faces.

Everything that happened between Ye Xuan and Hua Yuntian just now was covered by the illusion of floating light and phantom, so they couldn't see the specific situation clearly.

It can only be seen vaguely that Hua Yuntian took Ye Xuan as an object of venting his anger because of the mysterious disappearance of several inheritances.

At the critical moment, he blew his head off because of the backlash of the secret treasure.

A six-star martial king, the strongest disciple of Xuantian Sect in a hundred years, actually blew his own head off?

What kind of devilish operation is this?

Before they could recover from the strange scene in front of them, the colorful monument on the top of the sacred mountain shook again.

"What happened?"

"Could it be that Hua Yuntian didn't die because of the backlash of the secret treasure, but because the monument was angry!"

At this time, an elder of Xuantian Sect in the crowd suddenly said thoughtfully.

"Yes, yes, yes, the backlash of the secret treasure will at most cause a sharp drop in cultivation and broken meridians, but how could the head explode?"

"So... Hua Yuntian has caused the dissatisfaction of the Divine Monument, so he died in such a strange way in the secret realm?"

"Hiss~"

Thinking of this, the elders of Xuantian Sect present couldn't help but take a breath.

They all saw Hua Yuntian using the mysterious treasure to offset the rules of the secret realm at the foot of the Divine Mountain. Now, the anger of the Divine Monument seems to be reasonable.

However...

The leader of Xuantian Sect looked at Hua Yuntian, who was already dead on the top of the Divine Mountain, and there was a faint feeling of unreality in his eyes.

The feeling of losing everything in a gamble, but getting nothing in the end, filled the heart of the leader of Xuantian Sect at this moment.

"Look, what is that!"

At this moment, another exclamation came from the crowd.