The scarlet fierce sword destroyed Ling Yue's consciousness.
He soon turned him into an obedient slave.
This was another ability that Fen Ji awakened after the soul of Prince Changqin left.
When the mausoleum group descended the mountain, Fu Yu and the other brothers thought he was strange, but they couldn't pinpoint what was off.
"What the— did you say, big brother? Why does it give me the same feeling as that gloomy face..."
"It might be that Real Zi Yin's departure has made him a bit uncomfortable."
"Speaking of which..."
Fu Yuan stood in the crowd, watching Ling Yue's footsteps thoughtfully.
Brother's footsteps — why did they seem a little stiff?
Must be my imagination.
...
Between the white clouds.
Zi Yin's true sword flew, extremely fast.
In just a few hours, he arrived at the headquarters of the Eternal God Cult.
He felt no formation in the air.
No one to guard the place.
Was the other party that confident?
Or simply had no time to arrange.
Zhen Zi Yin frowned and flew down from the sky, just as he was a kilometer from the ground.
A ray of cold sword intent.
Appeared against his jaw.
"Why are there always these unidentified guests?"
A misty voice.
Let Hongyu shudder. She scanned the surroundings quickly but found no one.
"Please forgive me. My name is Zi Yin, and I come from Tianyong City. If the rumors are true, your Excellency must be the person behind the Eternal God Cult. Please come out and show yourself."
The real Zi Yin bowed and saluted.
Adopted a fully respectful posture.
In the next instant, the clouds and mist before him vanished instantly.
At this time, he was shocked to discover that he was already standing on the ground, and there were more than ten people nearby.
So it was all an illusion just now?
Zhen Zi Yin was shocked and even felt afraid.
He'd walked right into a tiger's den.
The ruby standing beside was sweating coldly, not daring to breathe.
"My name is Ouyang Shaogong. Perhaps the name Zi Yin should not be known — so if you change the name, you may know... Prince Changqin.〃"
"Are you the reincarnation of Prince Changqin? Then burn silent—"
Real Zi Yin was stunned by a series of words before the shock fully hit.
The boy standing under a tree in the distance was actually the reincarnation of Prince Changqin from ancient times.
Which meant — Fen Ji was left behind by him!!!
The question was: that village was slaughtered by him?
Ouyang Shaogong looked at the overwhelmed real Zi Yin and felt extremely happy in his heart. He said: "What's wrong? The world's number one sword immortal, at a loss?
That's right — Fen Ji was the one who stayed there.
Since those high gods arranged for me to suffer so miserably.
Shouldn't I store my soul away as well?"
Seeing his calm demeanor, Master Zi Yin furiously said: "Since you have the ability, why didn't you take Fen Ji away? You are happy, but the hundreds of people in that village are all dead."
He didn't care whether the opponent was Ouyang Shaogong or Prince Changqin.
Why harm innocent people?
Seeing Ouyang Shaogong's attitude, that so-called Eternal Religion was not a good thing either.
In an instant, Zi Yin's spiritual energy surged, and the red jade transformed into a long sword.
Directly pointed at Ouyang Shaogong.
"Are you angry? Good, that's why you are angry. So it is... You are a self-righteous immortal, a compassionate sword immortal.
Always with an attitude of superiority, looking down on sentient beings, right?
Have you ever felt the so-called pain?
Have you ever experienced your soul being cut into pieces, and then a craftsman connecting half of your soul into a sword full of hostility?
Yeah... you're good, Zi Yin. You can get angry at me, thinking that the people died by my hand.
But what did I do wrong?"
Ouyang Shaogong stepped forward.
The whole world shook for it.
At the headquarters of the Eternal Gods, countless symbols appeared, forming a terrifying star array.
The real Zi Yin who had been so angry just now.
Facing Ouyang Shaogong's formation.
Was directly pressed into the ground.
His hair was gripped by Ouyang Shaogong, only to hear the other say: "The soul cannot be reincarnated naturally. You can only rely on the parasitic method to find the remnant soul in one stranger after another.
Finally, you meet with a loved one, but because of natural disasters, you are scattered again.
You say my hatred — who should I vent it to?
Zi Yin, Zi Yin, since you are so self-righteous, why are you now Emperor Fuxi, but Nuwa and Shennong are nowhere to be seen?"
Zi Yin didn't know the answer to this question.
He was just an immortal obsessed with swords.
Faced with Ouyang Shaogong's question, he couldn't answer at all.
It just so happened that people didn't need his reply.
With a bang.
Zi Yin's face was pressed to the ground, grinding against the stone slab.
"From now on, you will watch here and see if this real and cruel world is really as simple as you think.
By the way, without my soul, Fen Ji seems to have become even more terrifying.
You brought him back to the martial realm — have you ever thought about what will happen?"
Zi Yin, who had been humiliated by Lei Yan, had originally closed his eyes and said nothing.
It didn't matter what they did to humiliate him anyway.
The most important thing was to find a way to unlock the restriction in his body.
Who would have thought that when Ouyang Shaogong mentioned Baili Tusu, and recalled what Hongyu had said to him, that there was a child who was "normal."
He finally panicked.
Currently in Tianyong City.
Only some elders were managing things.
But their strength was only average. If Fen Ji controlled Han Yunxi as Ouyang Shaogong said, then this period of time had already passed.
The other party was lying to himself.
Now that he was trapped, the martial realm might have a major incident.
"Let go of me, I want to go back—"
"Are you in a hurry? Hah, even if you ask me, it's useless. Stay here at Tianzhu Mountain with peace of mind. I will provide you with news every day.
As for this sword, I think it's very good, so I can use it as a sacrifice."
Ruby's appearance was naturally fine.
And the identity of the sword spirit itself was very precious.
Just right to use as a sacrifice to the gods.
Ouyang Shaogong took the ancient red jade sword and left, leaving the real Zi Yin alone gazing at the sea of clouds.
"Damn it — so it turns out everything was a trap... If only I had reviewed it more carefully. Ling Yue... you must be careful."
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Along with the continuous collapse of the human orthodoxy.
The heavens also received news from the Eternal Gods, but Fuxi didn't care. He simply ordered his attendant: "Tell the sects of the lower realms to ask for help. There will be divine soldiers to judge them soon! No need to panic..."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The attendant left with the Emperor of Heaven's will.
But the son standing next to Fuxi asked, "Father, don't you really need to worry about that evil sect?"
"It's nothing more than a ghost made by some evil things. It is also convenient for our rule to let those mortals suffer."
Fuxi's tone was indifferent, and he did not treat the mortals of the lower realms as human beings.
Having been in a high position for a long time, he naturally looked down on all this.
As long as they didn't affect his rule, they could die.
The mere mortals — dead if they died.
It would not affect his status.
Let them die.
Assigning some heavenly soldiers and generals could solve the current problem. As for the Eternal Religion and the Eternal God—
Bragging was the same as it really was.
If there was a power beyond the Pangu level.
Why wouldn't he know?
As one of the first batch of creatures born after opening the heavens.
Fuxi naturally felt this was a way to deceive mortals. Otherwise, he would not have only legends and traces.
Such words could only deceive fools.
They couldn't touch his foundation at all.
But Nuwa — that woman, she wouldn't wake up anymore.
She was severely injured last time, and now her tribe had shrunk the Nuwa Temple and hid in the land of southern Xinjiang.
Sooner or later it would be extinct.
Hmm... Only he in this world would exist forever.