Xiao Yan had a wicked sense of humor. He grabbed two pieces of the Ruthless Emperor's battle armor and shook them at Marquis Jinghuanhou, angering him to the point of vomiting blood. That was the treasure he'd used to build his family, the foundation of his life.
At the same time, it was also Marquis Jinghuan's most intimate treasure. His feelings towards the Ruthless Emperor's battle armor were completely different from other magic treasures. There was a mysterious spiritual connection between him and the Ruthless Emperor's battle armor, and this connection became increasingly stable and clear as his cultivation increased. The Ruthless Emperor's teachings and martial arts divine arts he learned through the Ruthless Emperor's battle armor also became more complete.
It was as if the two had always been one.
This made Marquis Jinghuanhou's ambition grow. He felt that he was the master of this treasure, that he might very well be the reincarnation of the Ruthless Emperor. He wanted to erase the regrets of his previous life and once again conquer the divine continent.
Because the Ruthless Emperor's battle armor had been too heavily damaged, Marquis Jinghuanhou didn't dare to use it carelessly. Instead, he'd gathered a large amount of resources and poured them into the treasure, hoping to restore it as soon as possible.
Who knew that in the battle of Ying Sea, it would be destroyed by Xiao Yan's Yin-Yang Burning Heaven Formation and four-colored fire lotus. For Marquis Jinghuanhou, it was a heart-wrenching pain. For a moment, Marquis Jinghuanhou even felt that Xiao Yan destroying the Ruthless Emperor's battle armor was more unacceptable than killing him.
Now that Xiao Yan had dangled the remains of the Ruthless Emperor's battle armor in front of him, he was even more enraged. He almost lost control of his mind and was swallowed by the golden Samsara.
With great difficulty, Marquis Jinghuanhou calmed his mind and gnashed his teeth at Xiao Yan. "Xiao! Yan! "
"Good, very good! Do you think you've won? Once this marquis proves his nascent soul, I'll first refine your Yuanying, physical body, and soul into the Ruthless Emperor's battle armor. I believe it'll be restored to its original state very quickly!
"I will keep a wisp of your broken soul, so that you can clearly see how I wear the Ruthless Emperor's battle suit that has refined your Nascent Soul, and conquer the world and sweep across the world!"
"One day, I will let you see clearly that all of your magical powers will be used by me. I will personally kill your people in Xuanmen Tianzong, kill your fellow disciples, and let you see me conquer your woman!"
Xiao Yan sneered and looked at him with a fierce look. He said cheerfully, "Oh? I'm sorry, but you're destined not to get what you want. My body has already been refined into my soul. "
"You can't escape! You … "Marquis Jing Huan's voice came to a screeching halt. He stared at Xiao Yan as if he had seen a ghost." You … what did you just say? Your primordial spirit?! "
Xiao Yan smiled brightly. "What's the problem?" A Taiji diagram appeared on his forehead. Marquis Jing Huan's vision blurred for a moment before he saw a Taiji diagram completely made of flames. It stretched across the void, and an incomparably terrifying power seemed to pass through the void. Just by staring at it, he felt a burning pain in his soul.
Marquis Jing Huan sucked in a breath of cold air, but he couldn't breathe. After a long while, he roared angrily, "Impossible!
"You were only at the mid-stage of Yuanying in the Ying Sea. You hadn't even mastered the Manifestation of Heaven and Earth!
"It's only been a little over two years since that time in the Ying Sea. Not to mention the fact that you've been in seclusion in the Grotto-Heaven where time is accelerated, even if it's effective, how long have you been in seclusion for? How many times did your Xuanmen Tianzong accelerate time in the Grotto-Heaven? Could it be a thousand times faster? "
Xiao Yan sneered. "Oh, you really have the cheek to say that. You brought so many treasures with you, but I, who was at the mid-stage of Yuanying, beat you into such a state. To think that you were still thinking about seeking revenge on me. Are you awake yet?
"Speaking of which, I have to thank you. It was after that battle with you that I reached the late-stage of Yuanying and mastered the Manifestation of Heaven and Earth."
Marquis Jing Huan's face flushed red. "Xiao Yan, you … you …"
"What do you mean?" Xiao Yan smiled as if nothing had happened: "By the way, I'll tell you that among my senior and junior brothers, there are also three who have proven their Primordial Spirit like me. Don't think about them."
Marquis Jing Huan's eyes widened. "How … is that possible?!"
If it had only been Xiao Yan, he could have guessed that Xiao Yan had gotten lucky. But now that he heard that besides Xiao Yan, Zhu Yi, Wang Lin, and Shi Tianhao had also reached the Essence Soul stage, Marquis Jing Huan was dumbfounded.
Xiao Yan smiled, looking at him rather interestedly: "Looks like your current situation isn't that good either. You should worry more about yourself. Don't fail to form your primordial spirit and instead your soul completely scatters."
"Moreover, to be honest, even if you reached the Essence Soul stage, you won't be able to defeat me with one hand. You'd better save it." Xiao Yan looked him up and down and pursed his lips. "You weren't even a match for me when I fought your Essence Soul stage at the late-stage of Yuanying. My Essence Soul Manifestation fighting your Essence Soul Manifestation is pure bullying. I have no interest in that at all.
"If you can reach the Dao Integration Realm before I reach the Void Return Realm, then I'll be interested in fighting you again. However, you don't look like someone who has that ability."
Marquis Jing Huan, who was in the golden Samsara vortex, trembled with anger. He looked at Xiao Yan with trembling lips, unable to speak for a long time.
His mind became completely unstable. His remnant soul was constantly being crushed by the golden Samsara, and he could no longer maintain it. Large amounts of light rushed out of his body and was absorbed by the golden Samsara.
Lin Feng didn't pay much attention to the conversation between Xiao Yan and Marquis Jing Huan. His eyes were fixed on the golden alms bowl, and his divine sense was communicating with the golden Samsara. He already understood.
Golden Cicada wanted Marquis Jing Huan's memories from his previous life. Due to the mystery of reincarnation, these memories were already extremely blurry and difficult to distinguish. It was difficult for outsiders to obtain them even by searching his soul. Even a mighty figure like Golden Cicada, who was well-versed in the Buddhist Dharma, couldn't directly extract accurate and clear information.
He could only nurture Marquis Jing Huan and let him cultivate in the Buddhist Dharma. Then, he would secretly tamper with it. When the time was right, he would strive for success.
The mighty middle-aged man with the appearance of a dragon and wolf in Marquis Jing Huan's memories was naturally the last Human Emperor of the Divine Land during the Primordial Human Emperor Era, the Ruthless Emperor. Although there were few images of this emperor, Lin Feng had seen him before.
This golden alms bowl wasn't originally the Ruthless Emperor's. Instead, it was an item of the Buddhist Sect and not an ordinary Buddhist treasure. In the black area in the center of the light, there was an indistinct figure with a powerful Buddhist Dharma and profound intent. Apart from the Buddha who had founded the Buddhist Sect, there was no other almighty figure of the Buddhist Sect since ancient times.
This golden alms bowl was a treasure related to the Buddha. However, for some reason, it had fallen into the hands of the Ruthless Emperor. The Ruthless Emperor had refined it with a secret technique in an attempt to solve the mystery of the Buddha going to the Dead Sea!
The black area in the center of the light contained great terror in its deathly stillness. It was like the end of the world, where all things returned to nothingness. Combined with the light and shadow of the Buddha, both the Ruthless Emperor and Lin Feng came to the same conclusion. That was the mysterious Dead Sea.
Golden Cicada's plan was the same as the Ruthless Emperor's. He also wanted to solve the mystery of the Buddha going to the Dead Sea and never returning. He wanted to understand the Dead Sea, the most mysterious of the Seven Seas of Tianyuan.
This golden alms bowl was something that the Buddha had carried with him in the past. It was more likely that the Buddha had left some clues for his disciples, and it had a faint connection to the Dead Sea.
However, after the Ruthless Emperor's secret technique, Golden Cicada couldn't open the mysteries hidden in the golden alms bowl using ordinary methods. If he tried to open it by force, he was worried that it would affect the original magical effects of the golden alms bowl. That was why he had turned his attention to Marquis Jing Huan.
By now, Lin Feng had also understood Marquis Jing Huan's background.
He looked at Marquis Jing Huan and shook his head. "As expected, he isn't the reincarnation of the Ruthless Emperor. Instead, he's a strand of Primordial Spirit separated from the Ruthless Emperor's battle robe and integrated into a person's divine soul. They reincarnated together and existed specifically to repair the original body."
In Marquis Jing Huan's memories, the perspective of the Ruthless Emperor studying the golden alms bowl had actually belonged to the Ruthless Emperor's battle robe.
His words rang directly in Marquis Jing Huan's mind. Marquis Jing Huan's body trembled violently. He didn't even have time to distinguish Lin Feng's voice. He roared angrily, "Impossible!"
"Impossible! If the Ruthless Emperor's battle robe's Primordial Spirit reincarnated, the artifact itself would be an empty shell. This is impossible! Impossible … I'm not, I'm not … "
Marquis Jing Huan was in a daze. Although he refused to believe it and kept telling himself that everything Lin Feng said wasn't true, under the pressure of the golden Samsara, the Ruthless Emperor's battle robe was still mysterious even though it had been destroyed. His connection with the Ruthless Emperor's battle robe had become even closer, allowing him to see his true self with unprecedented clarity.
When a Mahayana artifact escaped calamity and reincarnated, it could directly transform into a human, but the artifact itself would become an empty shell.
In the past, the Ruthless Emperor's battle robe was only one step away from becoming a Creation artifact. The artifact's Primordial Spirit no longer manifested and gradually turned into a vast world's will. After the Ruthless Emperor's death and his own Heavenly Wheel was broken, he tried to separate a strand of his Primordial Spirit to reincarnate in order to help his main body recover in the future.
This strand of Primordial Spirit fused with someone else's soul and didn't reincarnate alone. Thus, it couldn't be considered escaping calamity or taking over a magpie's nest. The two fused into one and shared the memories of their previous lives.
The soul was still a human soul, but it had established a mysterious connection with the Ruthless Emperor's battle robe. Moreover, it had a natural sense of mission to repair the Ruthless Emperor's battle robe.
This kind of reincarnation didn't just happen in one generation, but from generation to generation. Now, he had reincarnated into Marquis Jing Huan, Liang An, and continued to repair the Ruthless Emperor's battle robe. This was also why Marquis Jing Huan felt a natural affinity with the Ruthless Emperor's battle robe.
He had thought that he was a destined emperor who had reincarnated to make up for the regrets of his previous life and rule the world once more. Who would have thought that he was just a tool used by a magic treasure to repair himself? To put it bluntly, he was just half a clone refined from a magic treasure.
This discovery made Marquis Jing Huan feel dizzy for a moment. He felt as if the world was collapsing and his worldview was shattering.
"Impossible … I'm not …" Marquis Jing Huan shook his head stiffly. His eyes were hollow as countless scenes flashed through his mind.
Although he was Liang Pan's illegitimate son, he was one of the top experts of the Great Zhou Dynasty's younger generation. He was blessed with great fortune, and many times, not only did he escape death, there were also great opportunities waiting for him, making him stronger and stronger.
Even the number one holy land in the world, the Taixu Temple, valued him and extended an olive branch to him.
The Ruthless Emperor's martial path, the Tai Emperor's martial path, the Taixu Temple's martial path, and the Great Thunderclap Temple's martial path were all passed down to him.
At such a young age, he had conquered cities and conquered lands, becoming the number one person of the Great Zhou Dynasty's younger generation.
He carried countless treasures with him, and many magic treasures submitted to him, a Yuanying cultivator. It was as if it was the will of the heavens.
He took many beauties into his private residence and enjoyed them for himself. If he had to find a place in the world with the most beauties, it would not be the Great Zhou Imperial Palace or the Great Qin Imperial Palace, but his own backyard.
The world was vast, and everything he wanted was within his grasp. Even if he could not obtain it for now, he was confident that he would eventually obtain it.
What should have been an incomparably clear and real matter suddenly became illusory.
Everything, including the meaning of his life, seemed to be in service of one thing: to repair a magic treasure that he had originally viewed as a tool.
He was actually that tool?
In an instant, Marquis Jing Huan felt as if the entire world before him had become unreal.
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