The mysterious old man who suddenly appeared was beaten up. He lay on the ground with a bloody nose and a swollen face. He said, "If you were young, you would be the one lying on the ground."
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Jun Changxiao raised his foot and kicked him again.
The force exploded without the slightest respect for the old and the young.
"Ouch …"
"I was wrong … I was wrong!"
After being beaten up for the second time, the old man's face was full of bumps and his eyes were squeezed into a line. The strange feeling was also replaced by embarrassment.
It was fine if he appeared, but he had to act mysterious in front of Jun Changxiao. It would be strange if he didn't get beaten up.
"Why did you wait for me?" Rose Of Flowers asked.
"Uh …"
The old man suddenly became serious and said, "The old master said that sooner or later, a descendant of the Ninth Sect will return."
"The old master?"
Rose Of Flowers asked, "Who?"
"The Lord of the Ninth Sect, Hua Qianxing." As the old man spoke, his eyes were filled with awe.
"…"
Rose Of Flowers fell silent. Her heart was in turmoil.
After learning about the banished Ninth Sect, she wondered if she was related to him. Now it seemed that it was confirmed.
"Get to the point."
Jun Changxiao said coldly.
"Please come with me."
The old man led the three of them to the city until they stopped in front of the gate blocked by a huge stone. He said, "Put your hand on it. If you have the blood of the old master, you can open the city entrance."
Rose Of Flowers walked over.
Jun Changxiao, who was standing behind her, fully activated his cultivation. Obviously, he was worried that there would be an accident so that he could protect her in time.
Although he would do the same for anyone in the Sect of All Times, he was especially concerned about this woman. Perhaps he could only face his true nature after becoming serious.
"Pa."
Rose Of Flowers put her hand on the stone. Lines gradually appeared, flashing and spreading in all directions. Then … the stone disappeared.
"You are indeed the descendant of the old master!" The old man said excitedly.
"Let's go."
Jun Changxiao said, "Let's go in."
After saying that, he stepped into the city first. He was on high alert the whole time.
"Whoosh!"
The cold wind blew on the empty street, making it seem gloomy and desolate.
Song Dehen, who was walking at the back, felt his scalp go numb. The fear in his eyes intensified.
The ninth door had left a psychological shadow on him since he was young, so he never thought that he would enter it one day.
"Coward."
The old man rolled his eyes at him.
"F * ck!"
Song Dehen roared, "Same to you!"
The city had been sealed for a long time, and because it was in absolute isolation, the streets were very clean, and all kinds of buildings were intact. It had great archaeological value.
The expression on Rose Of Flowers's face became more and more serious.
Although this was the first time he had come to this city, he felt extremely familiar with it. It was as if he had traveled back in time and witnessed the lives of his clansmen who were related to him.
"We're here."
The old man stopped in front of the main hall in the center of the city and said, "You may enter now."
Just now, he had addressed him as' you ', but now, he had changed to' you '. It could be seen that after opening the city's entrance, he had become abnormally respectful.
Rose Of Flowers hesitated for a moment, then got up and walked towards the stairs full of history.
"Brat."
The old man said, "You can't go in."
"Why?"
As Jun Changxiao spoke, he kept up with Rose Of Flowers. As soon as he stepped on the stairs, he seemed to have triggered some kind of restriction. Suddenly, a majestic soul force emerged and attacked his sea of consciousness frantically.
"Come back quickly!"
The old man said, "The main hall has been set up with a soul restriction array. Those who are not of the old master's bloodline will be eroded!"
Retreat?
That was impossible.
Jun Changxiao, who was standing on the stairs, had a cold look in his eyes.
The soul and true spirit force in his body burst out, madly contending with the foreign soul. His blood seemed to be burning all of a sudden.
"Get lost!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The soul force that existed on the stairs was like a bird startled by the twang of a bow. It was so scared that it fled in all directions.
"Ta!"
"Ta!"
Jun Changxiao strode up and stood in front of the main hall. His back was particularly mighty.
"This …" The old man was dumbfounded.
How could those who were not of his clan enter the main hall!
"Let's go in." Jun Changxiao looked at Rose Of Flowers. The two walked side by side into the open main hall.
He was a bodyguard.
He was a professional.
…
The main hall of the ninth gate was simple and unadorned. Other than a majestic throne, there was nothing else.
"Buzz!"
When Jun Changxiao and Rose Of Flowers walked in, strange lines appeared on the stone floor under their feet and brought them into an illusion.
They were still in the main hall.
However, there was now a group of Spirit Mastery race powerhouses.
In particular, there was a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes sitting on the throne. He leaned to one side and held his face with his right hand. His eyes were filled with worry.
"He might be Hua Qianxing." In the illusion, Jun Changxiao appeared very calm. This was because he had experienced this kind of thing many times and had long been used to it.
Rose Of Flowers did not say anything.
Especially when she saw the young man and the powerhouses in the main hall, the feeling of blood connection was even stronger.
"Lord."
At this moment, a gray-haired old man said in a deep voice, "Your research is too shocking."
"For the other eight gates, this discovery of mine might shake their ruling position in the Spirit Mastery World," the young man said in a lazy tone.
"So …" the gray-haired old man said, "They will not tolerate the lord's continued research, let alone the existence of the ninth gate."
"Sigh."
The young man shook his head and said, "A bunch of old and rotten people. They only want to be content with the status quo and have no spirit to explore at all. How can they lead our race to prosperity in the future?"
"Forget it, forget it."
"Those who walk different paths cannot work together."
He stood up and said proudly, "If the other eight gates have a problem with my ninth gate, what's the harm in leaving the Spirit Mastery World?"
"But …"
As soon as the gray-haired old man opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the young man, "No buts. With my understanding of the race, even if we live in the Barren Land, we can still reproduce and survive."
Hearing this, Jun Changxiao speculated, "So, you live in the Soul Race continent where birds don't even shit?"
"…"
Rose Of Flowers said bitterly, "Maybe."
"This ancestor is too f * cked up," Jun Changxiao said.
After being expelled, couldn't they choose a plane with a suitable environment? Why did they have to be placed in the Barren Land? Could it be that they wanted to temper the resilience of their descendants?
"Of course."
The young man said, "They may have a difficult life in the future, but the harsh environment can temper their resilience and prepare for the ascension of the Golden Soul in the future."
Alright.
Jun Changxiao guessed right.
"Lord."
The old man was puzzled, "What is above the Golden Soul?"
"I don't know." The young man paused for a moment and said, "However, what is certain is that this is a bloodline that is comparable to the ancestor's. If a descendant inherits it, they can break through the cocoon and become a butterfly, reaching a higher realm."
"So."
"I name it the Supreme Thousand Element Soul!"
"…"
Jun Changxiao was speechless.
He actually used his own name in advance for the soul that had not been successfully studied.
"Whoosh!"
At this time, the illusion changed. He and Rose Of Flowers stood in the sky above the city. They saw all the clansmen of the Ninth Gate carrying their luggage and families gathered on the street as if they were going to migrate.
"Lord."
"Where are we going?"
The young man stood in front of the main hall and said, "The lower realm."
"Why not stay in the upper universe?"
"The Supreme Thousand Element Soul needs to be born from the original universe system."
"Ah Cai."
"You stay in the Ninth Gate and wait for the descendant to come."
"Yes!"
A tall and muscular middle-aged man said. Looking carefully, it was the old man who was beaten up earlier. Sure enough … time was like a flying knife, aging people.
The clansmen of the Ninth Gate left the city. After Hua Qianxing set up various formations, he stood in front of the giant stone that sealed the gate and said, "If the descendants of the Ninth Gate come here one day, they can inherit the Supreme Thousand Element Soul."
He was not talking to himself.
He was using the projection formation to leave a message in advance for the clansmen who might come in the future.
"However."
Hua Qianxing added, "It must be a green soul!"
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