The clouds were messy and the sky shone brightly. A powerful aura surged through the clouds and thunder.
"Yu! You traitor, how dare you steal the 'Heavenly God Arts'! Quickly die! "
Deep in the sea of clouds, a loud battle cry was heard.
Then, hundreds of figures rose into the sky.
…
The Extreme Yang River overflowed as far as the eye could see.
A burly figure was forming hand seals to refine a ball of dazzling light in front of him.
In the golden light, there was a piece of Extreme Yang Divine Metal that was infused with the Gold Origin Element. It was unpredictable and extended to both sides.
…
"Boom!"
Countless powerful forces exploded in front of him.
A green-robed man with a bronze-like aura and a ferocious expression was sent flying. He roared, "Yu, you win this time!"
The azure-robed man's figure swayed and turned into a star. He flashed in the void and fled without a trace.
…
Under the starry sky, a burly man stood at the end of the sky and looked up at the bright Firmament World.
Among the four extremes, he absorbed the power of thousands of stars and formed the four spirits to give birth to life …
…
Yang Qingxuan descended from the sky. Images flashed through his mind, like the dust accumulated in his memory being lifted up bit by bit, and then sank down again.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. He thought, "These are fragments of Yu's memory. How can this be?"
Of the four scenes, one was being chased and running away; one was creating the Ocean Suppressing Godly Iron Needles when the water level of the Heavenly River was out of balance; one was fighting with the strongest Tian Ming; and the last was refining the four Divine Spirits.
Although the amount of information was very little, it covered a few major events in Yu's life.
"Could it be because I've fused with five Martial Souls?"
Yang Qingxuan pondered for a moment and said to himself, "That must be it. Yu's Essence Qi, God Soul, and Intent turned into the Martial Soul Rules of the Firmament Star Field. It was sensed by the human race for generations and formed the unique Martial Soul Power in the universe. The Ten Martial Souls contained a large amount of Yu's Essence Qi. Now that I have five of them, I have obtained some fragments of Yu's memory. However, it's a pity that Martial Spirits are scattered throughout the world, and I can't find all of them. Otherwise, I would be able to find out about Yu's various causes and consequences. "
Yang Qingxuan sighed inwardly.
With the help of his four Martial Souls, he broke through the barrier of the elementary Thousand Realms Whirling stage and stepped into the intermediate Thousand Realms Whirling stage.
Although he was happy in his heart, it was diluted by Yu's matter.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for making another breakthrough."
Shi Yan and the others had already stood up and stood in an orderly manner in front of him. They bowed respectfully and said in unison.
"Everyone is too polite."
Only then did Yang Qingxuan come back to his senses. With a light wave of his hand, he lifted everyone up and sighed. "You've all suffered during my absence."
Shi Yan said, "It's our duty to protect the Firmament Star Field and our tribe's interests. We don't fear death."
His voice was a little agitated.
The Human Clan warriors behind him were all very excited, but they all suppressed this emotion in their hearts and did not show it.
They were all thinking about how the Human Clan had come back from the dead in today's battle. They had miraculously reversed their fate and would definitely usher in a new era of prosperity.
Yang Qingxuan's expression was solemn. He cupped his fists and said, "Everyone has worked hard!"
Everyone said in unison, "It's our duty. We don't fear death!"
Yang Qingxuan turned around and walked toward Tian Wuqing, who was bound by the Mixed Spirits Divine Chain. He was already as old as an old man. His muscles had atrophied, his skin was wrinkled, and his hair was all white. He was hanging on the chain, a pitiful sight.
Yang Qingxuan said coldly, "Those who are unjust are doomed to destruction. You only have yourself to blame for today's situation."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and formed a seal with his five fingers. He hit a few of Tian Wuqing's main acupuncture points to seal his aura and dissipate it. Then, he used the Soul Searching Technique to forcibly read his memories.
Tian Wuqing had died too quickly. Yang Qingxuan did not expect that there were still many details of what had happened back then that he had not figured out.
Originally, Xiao Chen wanted to capture Tian Wuqing and search his soul. However, he did not expect that after the four supreme Martial Spirits entered his body, he would trigger a breakthrough. Hence, he had to suppress the matter of the Soul Searching Technique.
At this moment, Tian Wuqing had already been dead for several days. His essence, energy, and soul had mostly dissipated. When Xiao Chen forcibly tried to read his memories, he only managed to get some fragments.
Soon, Xiao Chen managed to read all the memories.
Then, he burned Tian Wuqing to ashes and put away the Mixed Spirits Divine Chain. His expression turned somewhat complicated.
From the fragments in Tian Wuqing's memories, Xiao Chen learned that the one who helped Tian Wuqing seize the Astral Palace back then was the Heavenly Fate Sovereign. Tian Wuqing's goal was to become the master of the Astral Palace. However, the Heavenly Fate Sovereign's condition was to kill Xiao Chen.
Yang Qingxuan felt somewhat confused. Back then, Xiao Chen was just an infant. Could it be that the Heavenly Fate Sovereign already noticed him and knew that he was the reincarnation of Yin Wu Of Gojoseon?
This was strange. How did the Heavenly Fate Sovereign find out? Who laid that mysterious underground palace and the bronze Astral Formation that killed thousands of space-time Titans?
For a moment, Yang Qingxuan felt somewhat sluggish.
Moreover, from the fragments, Xiao Chen learned that the Heavenly Fate Sovereign had been searching for Yinwu Hall. It seemed to contain some great secret. Tian Wuqing had also been searching for this hall, but in the end, he could not find it.
Back in the Black Sea, Yinwu Hall had appeared once. Yang Qingxuan, several Dao Shadows, and various experts had entered it. Aside from some weapons, there did not seem to be anything strange inside. However, in Tian Wuqing's memories, it did not seem to be that simple.
"Yin Wu Of Gojoseon … Yinwu Hall … mysterious underground palace … Heavenly Fate Sovereign …"
Yang Qingxuan muttered to himself and cursed, "What a mess. Yin Wu Of Gojoseon, you brat, you can't be content even after death. You left behind a bunch of inexplicable things."
Yang Qingxuan could not figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. Instead, he walked towards Qingkong in the evening and said coldly, "Do the two of you know why I spared your lives?"
The two shook their heads. They were extremely nervous and secretly hoped that the person behind this would appear. However, there was no sign of him.
Yang Qingxuan said, "Other than finding out the information of the mysterious person behind this, I also want you to hand over the third chapter of the Heavenly God Arts, Ten Thousand Ways Backtrack."
The two were stunned. They looked at each other and both of them became silent.
Although the Ten Thousand Ways Backtrack was profound, the skills that Yang Qingxuan used just now were not inferior to theirs. They did not expect such a request.
Qingkong seemed to be in disbelief. She asked tentatively, "Hand over the Ten Thousand Ways Backtrack and you will let us go?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "Are you deaf? And the information of the mysterious person. "
Qingkong's face turned ugly, "We do not know much about that person. We only know that this person suddenly appeared and then came to us. He gave us many medicinal pellets and skills to help us break through. He also helped a lot of experts to increase their strength. From these traces, this person seems to have the intention to build his own forces. "
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