#70 - Chapter 70 The Secret of the World, the Lord of the Ancient Heaven
Inside the ancestral land.
Jiang Ning cultivated day and night.
He smoothly broke through to the mid-stage of the Great Sage, and his strength increased slightly again.
On this day.
Jiang Yunhe brought an old man with white hair.
"Brother, this is my master, the Wind Demon Sword Saint, Feng Qingyang."
The girl happily introduced the visitor to Jiang Ning.
"Greetings, Senior Feng." Jiang Ning saluted.
"You must be Yunhe's brother, not bad, not bad, strong bones, outstanding temperament, and a handsome appearance."
Feng Qingyang smiled.
"Of course, this is my Jiang Yunhe's brother."
Seeing her master praise her brother, the girl seemed happier than if she were being praised herself.
"Senior Feng is too kind." Jiang Ning was neither humble nor arrogant, and smiled slightly.
This made Feng Qingyang nod, and he valued Jiang Ning even more.
"I wonder what brings Senior Feng here this time?" Jiang Ning asked.
"To seek an audience with your Jiang Clan's Sage and deliver an item." Feng Qingyang said calmly.
"Brother, don't you know Great-Grandfather?"
"Go and inform him for Master." Jiang Yunhe said quickly.
"Okay, I'll inform Senior Feng." Jiang Ning nodded.
Then he left.
Before he was invincible, the Jiang Clan's Sage was his own secret, and naturally he wouldn't reveal it.
Everything was to protect his own safety to the greatest extent.
Soon after, he returned and said, "Senior Feng, Great-Grandfather invites you to meet him by the lake."
"Thank you." Feng Qingyang smiled slightly and disappeared from the spot.
"Yunhe, I remembered that I have something else to do, I can't accompany you for now."
Jiang Ning said apologetically.
"Okay, go ahead and do your work." Jiang Yunhe could only agree helplessly.
Her eyes revealed a reluctant look.
Jiang Ning left.
He used the Heavenly罡 Divine Transformation to turn into an old man with white hair, sitting by the lake fishing, waiting for Feng Qingyang's arrival.
He was also very curious about what Feng Qingyang was bringing him.
Soon, Feng Qingyang arrived at the lake.
"Greetings, Senior Jiang."
Feng Qingyang bowed to the fisherman.
In terms of age, Feng Qingyang was almost a hundred years older than Jiang Taixu.
However, in the cultivation world, the capable are respected, and Jiang Taixu had the strength to kill two Saint Kings, and faintly had the momentum of being the strongest person in the Xuanhuang world.
Feng Qingyang naturally had to call him senior and pay his respects.
"I heard you brought something, what is it?"
Jiang Ning didn't turn around, continued fishing, and asked indifferently.
Feng Qingyang took out the ancient sword from his space ring.
"Buzzing ~"
As soon as the ancient sword came out, it trembled violently, wanting to fly to Jiang Ning's side.
It greatly disliked Feng Qingyang, its former master.
"It seems, you really don't belong to me."
"So impatiently heading towards him."
Feng Qingyang revealed a wry smile.
It was as if his wife had abandoned him and went to her new love.
The taste in his heart was mixed, very uncomfortable.
He had to let go and let her leave.
As soon as he let go, the ancient sword quickly flew towards Jiang Ning.
Ever since it sensed that sword intent, it had completely abandoned Feng Qingyang.
As if it had found its true love, it began to dislike its husband.
Jiang Ning reached out and caught the flying ancient sword.
He was extremely surprised in his heart.
He could sense that this ancient sword was not simple, containing a vast and boundless sword intent.
He gently pulled out the ancient sword from its scabbard, the sharp sword light was soul-stirring, piercing straight into his soul, as if it was about to shatter.
Boom!
The ancient sword trembled violently.
At this moment, Jiang Ning sensed that his divine soul was sucked into a mysterious space-time.
The world turned upside down, the scene in front of him was constantly changing, like a dream, and finally, he actually saw the world of 50,000 years ago.
"This…"
"There is a mystery hidden in the sword."
Jiang Ning's face showed a look of shock.
50,000 years ago, that was the ancient era when the Great Emperor was still rampant.
Jiang Ning watched the events that happened 50,000 years ago like watching a movie.
He saw a middle-aged man wearing a gold-rolled dragon robe, extremely dignified.
His majesty was unparalleled, and his bearing was unmatched.
He was the Haotian Emperor, the founder of the ancient Heavenly Court.
He killed the Great Emperor, obtained the title of Heavenly Emperor, and became the first Heavenly Emperor in the Xuanhuang world.
He created the ancient Heavenly Court, and all living beings in the Xuanhuang world bowed down and became his subjects.
The Haotian Emperor was high-spirited and became the only master of the Xuanhuang world.
Including the Great Emperors of the world, they all had to listen to his orders.
The picture suddenly changed.
In the Haotian Emperor's world, Jiang Ning saw countless corpses.
Blood stained the Great Emperor red, stained the moon red, and turned it into a blood moon.
The corpses of the Great Emperor were everywhere.
At this time, the majestic Lord of the Heavenly Court, the Haotian Emperor, already looked extremely tired.
The golden dragon armor on his body had been completely stained red.
The Heavenly Emperor Sword in his hand, which was the ancient sword in Jiang Ning's hand, had been killed until its divine light dimmed.
He had already killed eight Great Emperors!
Killing the alien race into fear.
Although the Heavenly Emperor was strong, he also had his limits.
At this time, the Haotian Emperor had obviously exhausted all his strength and reached the end of his life.
"Hahaha, in order to deal with me, you have brought them in, leading wolves into the house, and in the end you will have to be destroyed with me."
"It's just that the creatures of the Xuanhuang world are suffering."
The Haotian Emperor laughed miserably.
A generation of Heavenly Emperor, the master of the ancient Heavenly Court, the most powerful existence in the history of the Xuanhuang world, fell like this.
At this time, the wind and clouds surged, and the world changed color.
A huge human face condensed in the sky.
"Damn Haotian Emperor, causing us to suffer heavy losses."
"We will join forces to seal the Xuanhuang Avenue, and there will be no more Great Emperors in this world in the future."
"The creatures of the Xuanhuang world will become the pigs and dogs we raise."
An angry voice resounded throughout the world.
Crack!
The illusion shattered, and Jiang Ning returned to the real world.
His eyes widened, extremely unbelievable.
He finally knew why the Great Emperors disappeared all of a sudden, and why there had been no Great Emperors for tens of thousands of years.
He learned a thing or two about the secrets of this world through the illusion produced by the Heavenly Emperor Sword.
It turned out that someone had built a large formation and imprisoned the Great Dao of the Xuanhuang world.
"The creatures of the Xuanhuang world are just pigs and dogs raised by them, it's really ridiculous, too ridiculous."
Jiang Ning revealed a wry smile.
He didn't expect that all the creatures in the world were just pigs kept in pigsties.
Am I also considered a pig?
"No one is qualified to make me a pig."
"You will eventually regret it one day."
Jiang Ning's eyes were filled with firm light.
He had four major cheats in hand, and he had the capital to make a comeback.
Zheng Zheng Zheng ~
Sensing Jiang Ning's strong determination.
The Heavenly Emperor Sword trembled excitedly.
This new master was not chosen wrongly.
Jiang Ning carefully looked at the Heavenly Emperor Sword and thought, "It's a pity that you were too badly injured in that battle, and the inside of the sword body has been severely damaged."
"I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to completely restore you."
[You carefully watched the Heavenly Emperor Sword, triggering the Instant Learning Cheat, and comprehending the Supreme Sword Intent.]
Suddenly, a line of text appeared in Jiang Ning's mind.
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