Reincarnation Dharma King stared at the Nine-Colored Brahman Heart. Even the elders of the Yan Clan knew about the Nine-Colored Brahman Heart planted by the Yan Emperor. How could he not know?
"You … you are the Nine-Colored Brahman Heart? You actually transformed! "Reincarnation Dharma King said hoarsely.
The Nine-Colored Brahman Heart nodded. She glanced at the tombstone and whispered, "Master's body is buried here?"
Reincarnation Dharma King nodded. He knew about the legend of the Nine-Colored Brahman Heart, but he wasn't sure if she could really revive experts who had been dead for countless years.
"Bring out master's body," the Nine-Colored Brahman Heart said firmly.
Reincarnation Dharma King took a deep breath and asked expectantly, "Are you really like what the legends say? Can you revive the dead?"
The Nine-Colored Brahman Heart glanced at Reincarnation Dharma King and said calmly, "There is a high chance of reviving the weak, but the probability of reviving someone as strong as master is very low. However, I am willing to exchange nine lives for one."
Reincarnation Dharma King was not only looking forward to the revival of the Yan Emperor, but he would also agree to exchange his life for it without hesitation.
Whoosh!
Reincarnation Dharma King used the Reincarnation Sword to throw away the Yan Emperor's tomb. The Yan Emperor's body was wrapped in layers of burial cloth. Other than his soul being destroyed by the Primordial Immortal Emperor, everything else was intact.
"Carry him and follow me. This place is not suitable for reviving experts. Let's go to the Ancient Immortal World," the Nine-Colored Brahman Heart said firmly.
Reincarnation Dharma King reminded, "The five Immortal Immortal Immortal Emperors are still fighting in the Ancient Immortal World. Why don't we go somewhere else?"
The Nine-Colored Brahman Heart said disdainfully, "How are they Immortal Immortal Emperors? They are at most Complete Immemorial Divine Generals. Their individual combat strength is not much stronger than yours. If I don't want to be discovered, they won't be able to. Don't worry, I have a better place to go in the Ancient Immortal World. "
Reincarnation Dharma King had no better choice. He could only carry the Yan Emperor's body and leave the Crying Ghost Ridge with the Nine-Colored Brahman Heart.
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Dharma King Samsara went to the Ancient Immortal World while Ye Qinghan went to the Void Ridge. He avoided the experts in the Void Ridge and quickly returned to the Primordial Forest with dense Ling Qi.
The three corpses were laid flat on a patch of grass in the depths of the forest. Ye Qinghan took out three Nine-Colored Brahman Heart Fruits and soaked them in blood for three months. Then, he pried open the corners of their mouths and put the soaked Nine-Colored Brahman Heart Fruits in their mouths.
He clasped his hands together and sincerely recited the Reincarnation Codex of the Human Dao. This was a codex that the Yan Race used to pray for the dead. It was not a true cultivation technique.
Ye Qinghan's deep voice reverberated through the ancient ruins. His heart was incomparably sincere. His words and actions followed the law, drifting into the void. The order was clearly visible.
Day after day, year after year, the sun set, the moon rose, and the stars moved.
Ye Qinghan did not dare to go into seclusion. In the morning, he first dripped a drop of blood into the corners of the three corpses' mouths before reciting the Reincarnation Codex. He used the rest of the time to absorb the Ling Qi of heaven and earth, temper his body, cultivate his Dao heart, and comprehend the Starry River Inverse Diagram.
A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Qinghan had already formed a conditioned reflex. When the time came, he would recite the Reincarnation Codex.
Time passed in the blink of an eye, but the three corpses did not react at all. There were no signs of them waking up. However, there were waves of energy gathering. He was unwilling to give up and continued to recite the Reincarnation Codex and drip blood.
However, 130 years after he recited the Reincarnation Codex, the Nine-Colored Brahman Heart Fruits actually sprouted. Three Nine-Colored Brahman Hearts grew. They were only the size of a palm and their color was very dim. However, the order of reincarnation in the surroundings surged and swallowed strands of golden energy. This energy was very small. Most importantly, it was expelled not long after it swallowed it.
Ye Qinghan carefully observed the Nine-Colored Brahman Heart. He felt that the legend might be true. His faith suddenly increased greatly. He even started to release devout faith and prayers. The Nine-Colored Brahman Heart's speed of swallowing the golden energy suddenly increased.
Time flew by. In the chaotic void, the strong remained strong while the weak died. Some young supreme martial artists stepped on countless corpses and walked towards the peak step by step. Their combat power was heaven-defying. They were even more ruthless than the elderly. They killed countless people without thinking about the consequences. On average, a new fourth state supreme martial artist would be born every hundred years. Moreover, their combat power was extraordinary. They were not any weaker than the fourth state supreme martial artists of the older generation.
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Immortal Immortal World, North Sea, Gloomy Divine Land. A supreme martial artist was slowly rising. His aura was restrained, and gloomy divine power was surging. The Gloomy Divine General's godhead was rapidly fusing with Luo Wuhen. The divine technique and gloomy divine ability were executed to the point of perfection. His entire aura was actually immemorial and incomparably ancient.
He sat cross-legged on the roof. Outside the palace, there was a Gloomy Python Dragon circling. It was the Gloomy Divine General's mount.
The Gloomy Python Dragon didn't attack Luo Wuhen. Or rather, it didn't dare to act recklessly in front of the Gloomy Divine General's corpse. It was just silently devouring the gloomy divine power to recover its injuries. Its body had shrunk a lot, making it easier to recover.
Ye Qinghan had left this place for nearly ten thousand years. The Gloomy Python Dragon was almost fully recovered. Luo Wuhen was also progressing at a rapid pace. After refining the Gloomy Divine General's godhead, his combat power was increasing day by day. Coupled with the gloomy divine power, he was comparable to the heavens.
Luo Wuhen had already entered the fourth state. Moreover, it was the early stage of the immemorial fourth state. Winds and clouds surged in the sky. The fourth state's lightning tribulation was surging. However, before it could gather, a sharp sword shot out from the ancient palace. The sword broke through the clouds and dispersed the tribulation clouds.
Three hundred years later, Luo Wuhen woke up from his seclusion. His eyes were deep and dark, comparable to the stars. His killing intent soared to the sky, and his divine power was vast. He held the gloomy divine sword in his hand and turned into an immemorial divine general. His eyes pierced through the void. With a wave of his hand, the laws and order were reorganized.
"Once I become a divine emperor, even the heavens will be mine!"
Boom!!
Luo Wuhen stepped lightly and his figure shifted. He arrived above the Gloomy Python Dragon and looked down at it. He said coldly, "I am the inheritor of the gloomy darkness. Are you willing to submit?"
The Gloomy Python Dragon didn't dare to go against the will of the Gloomy Divine General. Since the inheritor had appeared, it would definitely support him.
"I am willing to be honored and break through the throne!" The Gloomy Python Dragon submitted under his feet and said in a deep voice.
Luo Wuhen's arrogance soared to the sky. His black hair danced in the wind and his gloomy eyes emitted an arrogant aura. He said firmly, "In this generation, I will be honored and let the inheritor of the Immemorial Divine General support me."
Hua!!
Luo Wuhen stepped on the back of the Gloomy Python Dragon and said indifferently, "Let's go to the Immortal World and see if the Noble Battle has started."
Hua!!
Yin — — —
The North Sea churned, the giant dragon roared, and the rain covered the sky. The Gloomy Python Dragon rode the wind and broke through the waves. In the blink of an eye, it had traveled countless miles.
A few months later, Luo Wuhen and the Gloomy Python Dragon appeared on the North Sea Island. This awakened the inner sect of Kuang Fu and the Ancient God of Massacre. The army surged, and their expressions changed greatly.
Luo Wuhen just glanced coldly and circulated his divine power. He said in a deep voice, "Where is the Heaven Suppressing Marquis?"
Sikong Chengjun of the inner sect didn't leave. He walked out of the inner sect and cupped his fists. He bowed and said, "Esteemed Lord, my boss has already gone to the Void Ridge. The Noble Battle has started thousands of years ago."
Luo Wuhen didn't say anything else. His heart was extremely complicated. He originally wanted to be on good terms with Ye Qinghan, but he was from the Yan Clan, and he had swallowed the Immemorial Divine General's divinity. The seed had already sprouted. At this moment, killing intent flashed in his eyes as he looked at Kuang Fu, but he suppressed it in his heart.
"My fate is in my own hands. The Immemorial Divine General's will can't crush my will. I am me, and I will not be affected by any inheritance!"
Luo Wuhen snorted coldly. He lightly tapped the tip of his foot and said, "Let's go to the Void Ridge."
Hua!!
Yin!!
The Gloomy Python Dragon rushed into the sky, shattering the void and shaking the mountains and rivers.
At this moment, the battle in the Void Ridge had reached its climax. There were no less than a thousand young supremes in the fourth state. They began to kill each other, wanting to be the first to become an emperor.
Gu Jiutian had reached the third stage. The Immemorial Divine Will Sovereign divinity broke through the void and appeared in front of her. Once it entered her body, his aura grew stronger. It was as if the Immemorial Divine Will Sovereign Divinity had personally arrived, suppressing the Taijiang High Priest so much that she didn't dare to make any moves.
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