He Chuan opened his eyes and looked at the Changle Ghost's back in silence.
He wasn't just guessing. He had found some elders in Changle Palace and learned about what had happened ten thousand years ago.
10,000 years ago, it wasn't just Yuan Emperor. There was also an Immortal Soul Stage expert called Changle Ghost.
This person was inseparable from Yuan Emperor and helped Black Emperor defeat the other branches to become the master of the Reincarnation Palace.
Later, for some unknown reason, the Changle Ghost disappeared.
Only by obtaining a long-lived species would they know what happened back then.
He Chuan followed the clues and continued to investigate. If he didn't investigate, he wouldn't have known. Once he checked, he was shocked.
It turned out that the Changle Ghost was originally the artifact spirit of the Reincarnation Palace. Later on, the Yuan Emperor let him go and let him cultivate alone. From then on, he obtained freedom.
Illusionary magic treasures were also classified. Ordinary magic treasures with six levels of restrictions were equivalent to peak Celestial cultivators.
After transcending the heavenly tribulation, the primordial spirit would transform into an illusionary magic treasure.
It was equivalent to the strength of an Immortal Venerable.
Most of the experts' magic treasures were at this level.
After passing the second heavenly tribulation, the true spirit of the illusionary magic treasure gradually transformed from illusionary to solid form.
This stage was almost at the God Realm, but it was a magic treasure after all. It was inherently weaker than a true God Realm.
The Changle Ghost was at this level.
Back then, Yuan Emperor relied on Changle Palace's help to seize the position of Palace Master.
Later, when the Changle Ghost wanted to transcend the third heavenly tribulation, the Yuan Emperor also gave him freedom. That black umbrella was the symbol of the Changle Ghost's cultivation.
Each scratch represented merit.
Currently, there are 9998 of them.
He was just one step away from completing his work, transcending his third tribulation, and becoming a Pure Yang treasure.
That was why He Chuan felt this person was powerful.
If he made a move, it was very likely that all his previous efforts would be wasted, and all his ten thousand years of hard work would be wasted.
The Changle ghost flew out of the palace, his face expressionless, his emotions unclear.
Explosions kept coming from the clouds in outer space.
The ghosts and gods fought with the cultivators, and there were ghosts and gods that were constantly beaten into a bloody mist by the God cultivator's power.
However, the ghosts and deities continued to charge forward, not afraid of death. The scene was very tragic.
"Kill them!" The Eagle King turned into a shooting star, charging forward like a suicide squad.
"You're courting death!" The Tiger-headed Daoist was disdainful. The White-boned Azure Dragon was lying on his shoulder, opening and closing its mouth, spitting out sharp sword intent from time to time.
Just as the Tiger-head Daoist was about to pinch the little rascal to death, the black umbrella blocked his right hand.
"Hmm?" Daoist Tiger-head frowned. The black umbrella could actually block 30% of his power.
The ghosts and deities below also saw the umbrella that was as huge as the sky.
When they saw the wrinkled Changle Ghost under the black umbrella, some people cried out in surprise.
"It's the Changle Ghost! We are saved!"
"The legendary Changle Ghost?"
The ghosts and deities who did not understand asked the old man beside them. After learning the true identity of the Changle Ghost, they immediately became excited.
So it was an expert that was not inferior to the Palace Master.
Now that the reclusive experts had come out, the Reincarnation Palace's fate was not yet over. Even if Lord He Chuan did not come out of seclusion, they could still defeat the enemy under the leadership of the Changle Ghost.
"Your opponent is me." Changle Ghost sneered and opened his black umbrella. A halo appeared behind his head, dazzling and blinding.
Changle Ghost used his black umbrella as a shield and his golden wheel as a spear to fight against the two God Realm experts.
The golden wheel emitted a golden light that was far more intense than the purple sun, melting everything.
Daoist Tiger-head's palm was burned and a big hole appeared.
"Madman, how can the Divine Ghost have so much merit?" Merit was extremely precious. This was the recognition of heaven and earth. The more merit one had, the more they would experience the feeling of heaven helping them.
For example, heaven and earth would go easy on those with more merit when transcending tribulations.
He would also be able to avoid bottlenecks in his cultivation as if he had the help of a god.
This guy actually wasted it on fighting with others. It was simply a reckless waste of heaven's resources and could not be forgiven.
It had to be said that this method of expanding his foundation was indeed able to block the attacks of the two of them.
As time passed, Emperor Tianfang found a way to break it.
The reason why God Realm experts were called God Realm experts was that they could see through things.
"Attack!" The purple sun transformed into a human form and swept its horsetail whisk at the black umbrella.
The black umbrella exploded with golden light to block the attack.
Emperor Tianfang saw that one of the scratches on the umbrella handle had disappeared.
"I see... Fellow Daoist Xuantan, please attack. He won't be able to hold on for long." He turned to look at Daoist Tiger-head.
The two of them attacked at all costs.
The scratches became fewer and fewer. As the last scratch disappeared, the Changle Ghost spat out black blood as if he had been struck by lightning. His body floated to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
"Senior Changle Ghost!" Ghost and gods were in despair, and his fighting spirit was completely crushed.
After all, he was an expert from ten thousand years ago. If he couldn't even defeat this, He Chuan wouldn't even be able to come out of seclusion.
"Why do you have to do this? Ten thousand years of effort will go to waste." In an unknown place, Cui Xu sighed.
ραпdα -n૦νe| , c૦m "This old man will accept it first." A giant golden door appeared behind Daoist Tiger-head.
Inside the giant door, there was an auspicious beast with a five-colored immortal aura. It was like a fairyland.
This was the Black Heavenly Earth Sect. The Black Heavenly Earth Sect of the Eternal Yin Tomb of the Southern Spiritual Region was inherited here.
The Mystic Gate suppressed thousands of ghosts and gods, turning their blood essence for their own use.
The Black Heavenly Earth Gate enveloped the entire Changle Palace below. It brought along the power of paradise as if doomsday had arrived.
The ghost below couldn't move. The Changle Ghost closed his eyes.
His ten thousand years of accumulation had been wasted. He could have hidden himself. He only needed to hide for a year and a half and come back when his cultivation was complete. However, he did not feel any fluctuation in his heart.
Everything was a calamity, and it should have been destined to happen.
The heavenly tribulation was not just a simple lightning strike. Other than natural disasters, there were also man-made disasters everywhere.
The Black Heavenly Earth Gate pressed down.
The earth shook and the mountains shook.
"End… Hmm?" Daoist Tiger-head looked down in disbelief.
The Black Heavenly Earth Sect was sent flying by a huge force.
When the light dissipated, Emperor Tianfang, the other two, and the various experts watching from afar, and exclaimed.
"This is a primordial spirit? The Great Great Ascension!"
"Who is it?"
"Essence Soul, magic treasure… Tsk tsk, spectacular."
A huge figure appeared in front of everyone. This person was a hundred miles tall and had golden skin with black fish scales on it.
Dressed in a dark golden dragon robe with two horns, demonic clouds floated above his head like a canopy, blocking out the sunlight. Cold wind lingered around him like a belt.
His left hand was holding the Beiyin Mountain, and his right hand was holding the Golden Palace.
The emperor's jade crown was on his head, and the sword of the Son of Heaven leaned against his side.
The pressure was peerless, and the divine light was dazzling.
His eyes were like torches, and his face had a faint smile.
This is the Beiyin Daoist, Judge He.
"Lord He Chuan!"
"Lord Judge has come out of seclusion!"
The ghosts and gods cheered.
Perhaps He Chuan couldn't beat the others, but at least there was someone who stood up for them. Even if he lost, he had to lose with a bang.
He Chuan took two steps forward.
Heaven and earth suddenly changed, the wind and clouds changed color, and the sky turned into the sky.
The Beiyin Mountain grew rapidly and disappeared in the end.
While everyone was puzzled, they realized that the ground had already changed.
Countless millstone-sized lanterns appeared on the peaks of countless giant mountains.
Countless iron dogs spewed out poisonous smoke and roared as they charged forward. The long snakes spat out scarlet hellfire and twisted their bodies.
The feathermen were accidentally swallowed by the long snake, and some of them had their eyes smoked and their bodies roasted.
Some of them resisted stubbornly and were directly sent into the Hell of Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild.
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