Wutian's eyes flickered.
The blood-red-clothed old man was about to go crazy. If he dared to say no, he would definitely attack immediately.
But it was true that he couldn't control the two arms.
Wutian cupped his hands and said, "Senior, I'll try my best. But you have to promise me that you'll let me go if they stop."
He had no choice but to give it a try.
"Okay."
The blood-red-clothed old man nodded without hesitation.
Wutian turned around and shouted, "Seniors, please stop."
However, the two arms didn't respond at all. They were still crazily attacking the skeleton, as if they had a deep grudge against it.
"Senior, as you can see, I really can't do anything."
Wutian said helplessly. As he spoke, he teleported toward the mysterious arms without hesitation.
Now, only these two arms had the ability to protect his life and the people of the Star Realm.
However, the blood-red-clothed old man seemed to have expected Wutian to do so. He flickered and appeared in front of Wutian, blocking his way.
"Since you can't do anything, blame me for being ruthless!"
Before he finished speaking, a terrifying divine mind shrouded Wutian.
"Senior, you can't blame me for this. You started it first!" Wutian shouted angrily.
The blood-red-clothed old man turned a deaf ear to him. He activated a divine mind and rushed toward Wutian's glabella.
Suddenly, an intense pain swept over his heart. Wutian couldn't help but scream.
Then, a bloody wound appeared on Wutian's glabella. Golden blood spurted out.
"Old bastard, I'll kill you!"
Wutian roared. His power surged and he punched toward the blood-red-clothed old man's head.
However, before his fist could get close, the blood-red-clothed old man caught it with his big hand. The old man squeezed hard. Wutian's arm, which had just been regenerated, was broken again. Blood splashed in the air.
"With your aptitude, you will definitely become an extraordinary king in the future. However, the current you is merely an ant."
The blood-red-clothed old man smiled in a sinister manner. Then, his divine sense gushed out. Wutian immediately sensed that the invisible barrier that had sealed the Star World had been shattered. Then, the blood-red-clothed old man's divine sense gushed into the Star World like waves.
"Ancestors, please come and save me!"
In that split second, Wutian didn't care whether the two mysterious arms could hear him or not. He shouted for help.
At the same time, his voice resounded in the Star Realm, "Little Wu Hao, take everyone to the seal beneath the Blood Sea!"
This was a last resort. He could only hope that Sikong Lie's seal could last for a while.
Then, he looked at the blood-red clothed old man with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
He noticed that the old man's body was actually trembling.
Moreover, his old face was full of bewilderment, but it was soon replaced by ecstasy.
At this moment, he withdrew his divine sense and knelt down on both knees. With a respectful look in his eyes, he bowed to Wutian and said, "Greetings, Master!"
"Master?"
Wutian was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly asked, "Elder, what do you mean?"
The blood-red-clothed old man didn't answer. His expression was extremely respectful, but the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed. He said to himself, "Master, after going through the Primordial Age, the Primeval Age, and the Antiquity Age, the Demonic Slave has finally brought you here. Master, you have suffered all these years …"
"I'm his master? In other words, that skeleton is my previous incarnation? "
Wutian was a little stunned. He felt that all of this was too absurd.
However, how could he explain the blood-red-clothed old man's behavior at this moment?
Wutian squatted down and looked at the old man's old face. He found that the old man's eyes were filled with sadness and joy.
"Am I really his master?"
Wutian thought to himself and asked, "Elder, are you mistaken?"
The blood-red-clothed old man raised his head and looked at him. He shook his head and said, "I'm not mistaken. My master is in your Star Realm."
"What? In the Star Realm? "
Wutian's eyes widened. They were full of doubts.
"Yes, my master is in the Star Realm. Although he has changed his appearance, his soul and his temperament are still the same as before …"
At this point, the blood-red-clothed old man suddenly grabbed Wutian's shoulder. With red eyes, he said in a hoarse voice, "Little brother, quickly … quickly ask my master to come out."
"So you're not talking about me."
Wutian scratched his head awkwardly and asked, "Elder, there are more than 100 people in the Star Realm. Who are you talking about?"
"It's … It's … I don't know his current name, but my master has a pair of Yin-Yang Eyes," the blood-red-clothed old man said.
"What? It's Longhu? "
Wutian jumped up with a look of disbelief.
"So, my master's current name is Longhu. Little brother, quickly ask my master to come out!" the blood-red-clothed old man urged.
"This … Are you sure that Longhu is your master's reincarnation?" Wutian asked.
"I'm sure. Although my master's strength was slightly inferior to the first generation God of War during the Desolate Antiquity Era, he could still be ranked in the top 100. For such a powerful person, even if he reincarnated, the nature of his soul would not change. I can recognize him at a glance," the blood-red-clothed old man said.
Wutian hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright then!"
The blood-red-clothed old man said, "Little brother, you have to hurry up. Otherwise, my master's divine bones will be destroyed."
"He'll be out soon."
Wutian smiled faintly and immediately sent a message to Little Wu Hao. "Little Wu Hao, bring Longhu out."
"What do you want?"
Little Wuhao replied, his voice filled with deep suspicion.
Wutian said, "It's very complicated. Just bring him out."
"Alright."
Little Wu Hao replied. In less than two breaths, two figures, one big and one small, appeared next to Wutian.
They were Longhu and Little Wu Hao.
When she saw the blood-red-clothed old man in front of her, Little Wu Hao's mind was in a mess. She asked in surprise, "Little Wutian, what's going on? Why is he kneeling here? "
Longhu looked at the blood-red-clothed old man with fear. He also looked at Wutian with suspicion and asked, "What's going on?"
"Let him tell me himself!"
Wutian rubbed his forehead. He was also very confused at the moment.
The two of them looked at each other in confusion.
The blood-red-clothed old man looked at Longhu for a while. His face was full of joy. He knelt in the void and said respectfully, "The demonic slave greets the master."
"Master?"
Little Wu Hao was confused.
Longhu was also confused.
The blood-red-clothed old man looked at Longhu with tears in his eyes. He said, "Master, don't you remember me? Take a good look. I'm the demonic slave who has been waiting for your return! "
"Ahem!"
Wutian coughed and reminded him, "Senior, I've heard of reincarnation. Only when one reaches the peak of the previous life will they regain their memories. Longhu is only at the ninth tribulation. Even if he's really your master's reincarnation, he can't remember you."
The blood-red-clothed old man was stunned. Then, he nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes. I was so excited that I forgot about that."
"Reincarnation? Little Wutian, what are you talking about? "Little Wu Hao asked.
"He said that Longhu is his master's reincarnation. I don't know if it's true," Wutian said.
"Ah, there's such a thing?"
Little Wu Hao's eyes lit up. She asked, "Old man, do you have any evidence?"
"Yes."
The blood-red-clothed old man nodded. He pointed at the skeleton that was being attacked by the two arms and said, "That's the divine bone of my master's previous life. As long as Longhu is my master's reincarnation, he can perfectly merge with the divine bone. Besides, my master also has the Yin-Yang Eye."
"Let's put the first point aside for now. But the second point doesn't seem to prove anything, does it?" Little Wu Hao said.
"Humph, what do you know? The Devouring Spirit Demonic Book was created by my master when he was alive. In this world, only my master and his reincarnation have the ability to cultivate the Yin-Yang Eye. Otherwise, even if you have the complete Devouring Spirit Demonic Book, you can only cultivate the Demonic Eye." The blood-red-clothed old man snorted.
"By the way, there's also the Spirit-devouring Realm." The blood-red-clothed old man added.
"What? You're saying that the Devouring Spirit Demonic Book was created by your master? "Little Wu Hao was surprised.
"That's right. My master is the Spirit-devouring Demon Emperor from the Antiquity Age!" The blood-red-clothed old man said proudly.
"It's the Spirit-devouring Demon Emperor!"
Little Wu Hao murmured in disbelief.
"Phew!"
Then, he took a deep breath and looked at Wutian. "It seems that I'm right. Longhu is the reincarnation of the Spirit-devouring Demon Emperor."
Wutian nodded.
The Devouring Spirit Demonic Book, the Yin-Yang Eye, the Demonic Eye, and the Spirit-devouring Realm were all compatible with Longhu. It was enough to prove that the blood-red-clothed old man was right.
"This … I still don't believe it." Longhu scratched his head and smiled foolishly.
The blood-red-clothed old man hurriedly said, "Master, I'm not lying to you. If you don't believe me, I can swear a blood oath to prove it."
Longhu waved his hand and said, "There's no need for a blood oath. I'm just a little confused. I'm such an honest and kind person. How could I be a demon emperor in my previous life?"
"You're honest?"
"You're kind?"
Wutian and Little Wu Hao rolled their eyes in disdain.
"Clang!"
At this moment, a metallic sound exploded. The blood-red-clothed old man's face changed. He turned around and saw that one of his ribs was broken.
Seeing this, Wutian and Little Wu Hao couldn't help but change their expressions.
If it had been before, it wouldn't have mattered if the skeleton was destroyed. But now, they knew that it was Longhu's Divine Bone from his previous life. They couldn't let it be destroyed no matter what!
Little Wu Hao said, "Little Wutian, ask the two arms to stop. Otherwise, Longhu's Divine Bone will really be gone."
The blood-red-clothed old man also said, "That's right, little brother. The Divine Bone is very useful to master. It can't be destroyed."
Wutian said helplessly, "I don't have a choice. If I could persuade them, I wouldn't have let you go to the seal of the Blood Sea."
Little Wu Hao pondered for a while and said, "How about this? You run to the Divine Bone. I think the two arms will stop."
"Little b * stard, can you stop joking?"
Wutian said angrily. The power of the two arms was unpredictable. If they didn't stop, wouldn't he be killed in an instant?
"There's no choice. You can only do this to protect Longhu's Divine Bone. Moreover, the two arms have been taking care of you. Why don't you give it a try?"
As Little Wuhao spoke, he forcefully pushed the ashen-faced Wutian in the direction of the God's Bone.
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