"He's just an ancient sage at the fourth Firmament, yet he can enter the Myriad Jewel Hall. It looks like this person's background isn't simple. However, this supreme dao treasure doesn't belong to him, so it doesn't automatically protect him. That's good too. I can easily control him and get more information from him." The Old God Emperor of Massacre looked at Xuanyuan's dazed expression, and a trace of fear appeared in the depths of his eyes. The light gradually faded, and the Old God Emperor of Massacre's lips curled into a cold smile.
"Who the hell are you?" The Old God Emperor of Massacre coldly glanced at the Golden God Emperor. Clearly, the Golden God Emperor was afraid of the supreme dao treasure in Xuanyuan's hands, so he used this secret technique to control him with Dao sounds. This made the Golden God Emperor feel extremely displeased.
The Old God Emperor of Massacre questioned Xuanyuan. Every syllable he uttered was filled with terrifying killing power. It was terrifying, and it would make one involuntarily answer, revealing everything they knew.
"I … I …" Although Xuanyuan's expression was dazed, he still had his instincts. After a long pause, he stupidly said, "My name is Sakyamuni."
"Sakyamuni …" Hearing this name, the expressions of the Old God Emperor of Massacre and the Golden God Emperor of Massacre changed dramatically. Their hearts violently twitched.
Sakyamuni was an extremely terrifying existence in the Origins of Hongmeng. He was comparable to Emperor Wanhua and the Eternal Holy Emperor. However, for some reason, they disappeared without a trace. Some people said that their realm had reached its peak, and they wanted to seek greater breakthroughs.
Therefore, they willingly fell into the mortal world and experienced thousands of tribulations in search of the Dao of eternal life. If Xuanyuan wasn't being controlled, they wouldn't believe him if he said this name. But right now, Xuanyuan was being controlled. Saying this name might be from the depths of his memories.
"Do you still remember everything in the Origins of Hongmeng?" The Old God Emperor of Massacre was a little afraid. If this man in front of him was really the reincarnation of that terrifying existence in the Origins of Hongmeng, then if he used force on him, it was very likely that the memories of his previous life would be awakened. At that time, a single thought would be enough to smash him into pieces.
For those who willingly fell into the cycle of reincarnation and wanted to experience thousands of tribulations, it was impossible for them to really let their souls dissipate. When they encountered a real crisis, the memories hidden in the depths of their souls would awaken. At that time, even a single thought would have the power to kill a Great Sage or a Celestial Emperor. This was because these existences were already at the top of the pyramid of the Origins of Hongmeng.
"The Origins of Hongmeng …" Xuanyuan's heart was as clear as a mirror. The expression on the Old God Emperor of Massacre's face was obviously not right. It was a kind of fear that came from deep within his bones. Obviously, the name Sakyamuni had a secret in the Origins of Hongmeng. Now that things had come to this, he could only continue acting. The more fear the other party had, the better it would be for him. Xuanyuan's expression was painful. He said in a daze, "'Emperor Wanhua', 'Eternal Holy Emperor', I will trample you under my feet. Ah, my head hurts. 'Emperor Wanhua', 'Eternal Holy Emperor', who are they? Why do they have these names …"
As soon as these words came out, the Old God Emperor of Massacre and the Golden God Emperor of Massacre could not help but feel their hair stand on end. Cold sweat involuntarily seeped out. 'Emperor Wanhua' and 'Eternal Holy Emperor' were such terrifying existences. Only Sakyamuni would dare to say that he would trample them under his feet. The two looked at each other.
"What is your identity now? Do you belong to the Myriad Races?" Although the Old God Emperor of Massacre was afraid, the Sakyamuni in front of him was still within his control. As long as he did not kill him and prevent his memory from awakening, it would be fine. He even wanted to pull this Sakyamuni to his side. The 'Son of Massacre' was dead. It was easier said than done to find an Emperor with potential. It would be best to cultivate Sakyamuni into one of the Thousand Tribulations.
"The Myriad Races … What are they? They can only be my stepping stones. They are not even worthy of giving me a finger. One day, they will all surrender under my feet." Without being asked about the 'origin of Hongmeng', Xuanyuan, who was in a daze, did not look so painful anymore. He was expressionless, but his eyes revealed great ambition.
"What about the Celestial Race? What do you think?" The Old God Emperor of Massacre knew that the reincarnation of such an existence could not be easily subdued.
"The Celestial Race will become a subject under my feet …" Sure enough, Xuanyuan's answer was also within the expectations of the Old God Emperor of Massacre. He did not dwell on this issue. In the short term, Sakyamuni's growth would not threaten him at all. In fact, he might even become the target of his full cultivation. This was because he had lost a supreme dao treasure, while Sakyamuni had one. This was enough to compete with the Golden God Emperor.
"Then why are you trapped in the 'Myriad Treasure Hall'?" The Old God Emperor of Massacre's tone softened as he slowly guided Xuanyuan. The Golden God Emperor, who was at the side, clearly felt the intention of the Old God Emperor of Massacre. His expression did not look good.
"I want to refine a heaven-defying magic treasure, so I need a lot of heavenly treasures. It just so happened that the Celestial Race's battle fortress was shot down. I snuck in and found the 'Myriad Treasure Hall'. However, my people have already plundered all the heavenly treasures here. I asked them to leave first while I find a way to escape." Xuanyuan spoke word by word. His voice was emotionless, giving people the impression that he was a fool.
"Where did you get that peerless dao artefact in your hand?" The Old God Emperor of Massacre could clearly feel that the supreme dao treasure in Xuanyuan's hand had the aura of the human race. He felt that it was necessary to clarify everything.
"I plundered it from the hands of the human militarists." Xuanyuan's eyes were lifeless. He had a look of infatuation that made others have no choice but to believe him.
"It seems that you are the enemy of the myriad races. Then, are you willing to join my God Bloodline of Massacre?" The Old God Emperor of Massacre said solemnly.
"That depends on whether or not you can give me enough benefits." Xuanyuan's tone was still emotionless.
"I will pass on my War Dao of Massacre to you and let you control the military of my Massacre lineage. You can get enough benefits." The Old God Emperor of Massacre tempted.
"Sure …" Xuanyuan said.
"Wake up …" The Old God Emperor of Massacre suddenly shouted. Xuanyuan's body shook. He frowned and said vigilantly, "What happened just now? Did you use an illusion on me?"
"Haha, no. Sakyamuni, I want to invite you to join my Massacre lineage. I will give you enough benefits and let you control the military of my Massacre lineage. I will also pass on my supreme War Dao of Massacre. How about it? It's enough benefits for you. What do you think?" The Old God Emperor of Massacre laughed loudly.
"What Sakyamuni? You must have mistaken me for someone else. My name is Ji Luori." Xuanyuan's eyes turned cold. He was instantly on guard.
"It's you then." The Old God Emperor of Massacre was his final test for Xuanyuan. The control of the Dao sound and the interrogation of the Great Dao had guided him to the deepest part of his sea of consciousness. It would involve deeper memories. If Xuanyuan agreed immediately, then there was definitely something fishy going on.
"If you have any tricks up your sleeves, just say it." Xuanyuan's expression was very guarded. Clearly, he didn't believe the words of the Old God Emperor of Massacre. "Hahaha, what tricks can I have?
"Hahaha, you tell me, I can kill you with just one finger. The Slaughter Son of God is dead, my successor. Now I need to find a successor with potential so that I can stabilize my position in the God Race. Anyway, for you, it's just death. What's there to be afraid of? Are you afraid of death? Or are you afraid that you won't be able to compete with the God Sons and Daughters of other bloodlines in the God Race? Don't you want to be the leader of the younger generation? Or do you not have the confidence to do so?" The Old God Emperor of Massacre used words to provoke Xuanyuan. He could feel that Xuanyuan was still very young, not even a hundred years old. He was extremely powerful to have such achievements.
"Hmph, of course. What are the God Race's Sons and Daughters? I will trample all the princes and princesses in the world under my feet." Xuanyuan snorted coldly. He was very domineering.
"Good." The Old God Emperor of Massacre laughed loudly. This was the kind of aura he wanted.
"You better think carefully. He has the blood of the human race flowing in his body." At the side, the Golden God Emperor didn't have a supreme dao treasure, so he didn't dare to force the Old God Emperor of Massacre too much. The Son of Massacre was someone he had painstakingly cultivated. If he was killed by the Son of Sky Emperor of Massacre, he would go crazy. He was really afraid that the Old God Emperor of Massacre would risk his life to kill him. "I won't argue with you about some things.
"For some things, I won't argue with you. You'd better not meddle in other people's business. My Slaughter lineage has been passed down to this day because of our foundation. Don't make trouble for yourself. Otherwise, even if I can't kill you, I'll make you half dead. I can still make you wish you were dead." Slaughter God Emperor's eyes were filled with hatred, which made people feel cold in their hearts.
"Hmph, do whatever you want." The Golden God Emperor didn't say anything else. He just turned and left.
Xuanyuan didn't expect that his name of Sakyamuni would cause such a beautiful misunderstanding.
The Old God Emperor of Massacre waved his hand, and the Great Dao Cage disappeared. Xuanyuan walked out with the Sun Sage Dao Stratagem. He looked at the Old God Emperor of Massacre and said, "Your Son of Massacre is pretty useless. My goal isn't just your bloodline of massacre. I want to take over the military power of the other God Races. There can only be one king, and that can only be me."
"Haha, I really hope you have that ability. Come with me. If you can comprehend my bloodline's battle path, then at least you will have what it takes to fight them." The Old God Emperor of Massacre had high hopes for Xuanyuan. This was because Xuanyuan's dao heart was stable, and he was courageous and fearless. From what he had heard, Xuanyuan had been able to activate the Dao Venom Spider Silk Formation at such a critical juncture. Ordinary people couldn't do this.
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