This saint is too cruel

Chapter 163 Three Ancient Wars
"Xiu Tianjue came from the ancient great sect 'Ascension to Heaven', the leader Qin Xuanling. The battle between Qin Xuanling and the Emperor of Myriad Worlds and the realm of nothingness has never appeared again."

"What's the result?" Ye Wuyou asked.

"No one knows the outcome of the war."

"But the Emperor Wanjie came back, but the leader Qin Xuanling never came back."

"Did he lose?" Ye Wuyou asked.

"No one knows, but it's definitely not a defeat."

"Why?" Ye Wuyou asked.

"Because, after the Wanjie Emperor came back, he pardoned all the crimes of the 'Ascension to Heaven Sect' and declared it an unjust case."

"However, the highest inheritance of the Ascension to Heaven Sect 'Xiu Tian Jue' was lost, leaving only a part of the inheritance, which was later named 'Bending Tian Jue'."

"'Bu Tian Jue' was supplemented and returned to the ancestors by Qin Ziqi, a descendant of the Ascension to Heaven Sect, making him a unique talent in the world. In addition, he has a violent and aggressive personality, and is called Qin Demon by the world."

"So, that's how Qin Mo came here." Ye Wuyou said to himself.

"Qin Mo has been tracking down the whereabouts of his grandfather Qin Xuanling, and he seems to have discovered something, and started a war with many powerful forces.

This war spread widely, triggering a big uprising, and the underground organization took advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos, thus triggering a large-scale war.

In the end, the Wanjie Palace lost control and turned into another battle after the Great War of the Ancients, known as the Zizhan of the Ancients. "

"Qin Demon's destruction of Longyuan, Daguixu, etc., all happened in the ancient Zizhan?" Ye Wuyou asked.

"Yes!" Meng La La said.

Ye Wuyou always thought it was an ancient war, "How many times have there been such great wars in ancient times?"

"Three times, the first was the Great War of the Five Saints, known as the 'Ancestral War'; the second time was the chain reaction after the ancestral war, which triggered a devastating war, known as the Ancient War, also known as the 'Cheng War'; The three great wars triggered by Qin Demons that spread to all worlds are called Zizhan in ancient times, also called 'Zizhan'!"

"So, the three wars were separated by a long time." Ye Wuyou said.

"Yes, the ancestral war and the inherited war are shorter, about a few hundred years, but last the longest, with a thousand years of chaos."

"There are at least millions of years between the sub-wars and the wars, but the duration is very short, only a few decades."

"How long has it been since Zizhan?" Ye Wuyou asked.

"Endless years, no one remembers clearly."

"What's the result of Zizhan?" Ye Wuyou asked.

"Zi Zhan ended with the defeat of Qin Mo, and the Ascension to Heaven Sect was destroyed and expelled from the world."

"Qin Mo was killed, and Butian Jue was wiped out."

"A small part of his spiritual body was pushed into the lost place in the crack of time and space, and was preserved, so the Butian Jue was passed down."

"So, the Butian Jue only exists in a very small number of spirit bodies in the Lost Land?" Ye Wuyou said.

"Yes." Meng La La said.

Ye Wuyou said, "It's really difficult, his spiritual body is incomplete, and there are so few remaining spiritual bodies."

"That's right!" Meng La La said.

"You are the will of the auspicious gods, don't you keep the auspicious elemental law or spiritual law?" Ye Wuyou asked.

"I am the will of the gods, and I retain some ominous spiritual methods, which are incomplete and messy." Meng La La said.

"Great!" Ye Wuyou's eyes lit up, as if reborn, "Show me!"

"After the upgrade, you will see some." Meng La La said.

"Okay!" Ye Wuyou was very excited.

"After the chaos, there is no complete ominous law."

"My scattered spiritual methods are just a patchwork of gods, and they can only be used as a guide for you."

"You get the ominous holy soul, the real spiritual law, you need to comprehend it yourself and return to your ancestors, so as to realize your own ominous law."

Meng la la said.

"En! What's the specific method?" Ye Wuyou asked.

"After I level up, you'll know!" Meng La La said.

"En!" Ye Wuyou was very determined, as long as there was such a possibility, he would definitely work hard.

Biyun City, located on a wide plain, was covered with a light golden halo under the setting sun, as if it had been plated with a thin layer of gold, making it appear more and more prosperous and extraordinary.

The city is rich in luck, with a little bit of divine brilliance, and under the sunshine, there is a faint fairy air, which is very beautiful.

The city is bustling and prosperous, the voices of people are buzzing, and the beast mounts pass through the street, roaring constantly, very lively.

Ye Wuyou and Lin Ya entered the bustling big city, they didn't go to the main hall of the city immediately, but planned to take a stroll around the bustling Biyun city.

Outside Biyun City, not far away, on a golden mountain top and a towering stone tower, there are two figures standing in front of the window, looking down at Biyun City.

They all exude a black aura, disillusioned with Liwen, surrounded by ghost fire, exuding a hazy black aura.

"They are coming!" A very deep voice spoke, with endless resentment and sadness, like the ghosts from Jiuyou.

"Yes." A young man's voice replied, strong and sharp, but with a lot of respect.

"Okay, if you want to kill him here, it mainly depends on you. After all, it's on the territory of Yueyun Palace, so I can't do it myself." Said the distant voice.

"Elder Mo, don't worry, I should be able to kill him with my strength. Please come here just in case. If there is any mistake, as long as you help me in the dark, nothing will go wrong." The young man said.

A gust of breeze came slowly, blowing off the black cap on the young man's head, revealing his true face, it was Yuejue.

His eyes were cold, his face was dull and his hair was flying, so cold that he could condense the mist around him into frost.

"It's just that there is an order from the Lord, so let's save his life for the time being. The current actions can only be top-secret. God knows and the earth knows you and I know." Elder Mo's voice was very weak, and there was a "righteousness" letter on his forehead that was faintly visible.

"I know, this matter must be kept secret." Yuejue said.

"Okay!" Elder Mo's whole body was hazy with black energy, intertwined with the text, turned into Shen Xi and attached to Yue Jue's body, without a trace, "I will help you at the right time."

"Yeah!" Yuejue turned around and went down the tower.

At the same time, in the west of Biyun City, you can see a tall and majestic mountain, looming, hazy, and glowing brilliantly under the setting sun.

The top of the mountain is set off by colorful auspicious clouds, the divine light is pervasive, and the luck is intertwined, as if it is raining divine rain, nourishing this world.

On the top of the mountain is a golden tripod, if it is made of gold, under the shining of the setting sun, the golden light is shining like a small sun, reflecting the place very mysteriously.

The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, filled with fairy air, spirit vines are everywhere, sacred trees are flourishing, divine beasts are crawling, and fairy birds are circling, as if they have come to a fairyland.

A streak of golden light traveled through the mountains and landed beside the golden tripod, revealing a human form.

It is a young man, dressed in Tsing Yi, with yellowish skin, a burst of spiritual light in his eyes, a disillusioned rune on his forehead, and a long sword on his back. The mysterious lines are intertwined and complicated, and there are simple and profound meanings emerging.

He knelt down and saluted, "Elder, spirit letter!"

A breath of breath in his hand turned into a line of plain text, flew towards the golden tripod, and then sank into it.

The golden cauldron trembled slightly, the golden light became brighter and brighter, the runes lingered, luck flowed, and a breath came out, "Nanchang?... Dou Yuan, is there Nanchang among our disciples?"

Dou Yuan thought for a while, and replied, "Return to the elder, no!"

"No?" Elder Cui hid in the Golden Cauldron and never appeared, but communicated through sound transmission through internal force, "Think about it carefully."

Dou Yuan thought about it seriously for a long time, and said, "We don't have many disciples, and there are even fewer disciples with the surname Nan. There is no one named Nanchang."

"Then you can see for yourself!" Following the voice, the plain texts flew back from the golden tripod and lined up in front of Dou Yuan's eyes.

"Nantianmen: Your disciple Nanchang broke into my Ningqiu Pavilion and killed more than a hundred people including elder Wei and the pavilion master. I hope you can explain it. Let's join the demon sect!"

(End of this chapter)