Jing Yueze turned his head to look at them. A blood-red crack had appeared on his forehead, as if a vertical pupil had grown on his forehead.
This was Jing Yueze, the person who unified the southwest, founded the Jiuyou Cult, and was the first Shaman King in history.
He was someone who could even compete with Emperor Xi.
It was as if a legendary figure had appeared in front of them.
"No wonder, no wonder." Qing Yeluo's eyes stared at the vertical pupil on Jing Yueze's forehead. He kept recalling Jing Yueze's attire and the scenes in the graveyard. His worst guess had become a reality.
"Damn it, damn it, why would such a legendary figure live until now?"
He watched as the giant Soul-Devouring Insect dug out a huge underground tunnel in a few mouthfuls. Qing Yeluo's thoughts became more and more serious. He became anxious, "It's the founder of the Jiuyou Cult … the Shaman King … this old monster's Taoist techniques are unfathomable. He has all kinds of venomous insects and secret techniques. In this era, I'm afraid no one can defeat him in a one-on-one battle."
Thinking about the past few months, he couldn't even be sure what his opponent's real body was, and whether it was the man in front of him, Qing Yeluo became more and more anxious.
"I have to quickly leak this information to the Da Qi State, the Empire, and Zuo Qingcang of Atlantis. Only by combining the powers of the four sides can we defeat him."
But during this time, Jing Yueze had been using venomous insects to control Qing Yeluo, Jian Que, and the higher-ups of Kunlun. He had been monitoring them at all times, so they had no chance to leak the information.
Now that he thought about his opponent's identity and the Million Sword Illustration under his feet, Qing Yeluo became more and more worried.
Creating the Milky Way? No, it was very likely that the other party had already reached the legendary Golden Bridge. A realm that no one in the world had reached.
With his legendary abilities, he could dominate the world in this era.
Once he obtained the Million Sword Illustration, Qing Yeluo didn't dare to imagine who could defeat him.
If that was the case, even if the Da Qi State, Kunlun, the Empire, and Zuo Qingcang worked together, they wouldn't be a match for this old monster.
Thinking of this, Qingye Luo became more and more anxious.
On the other side, Jing Yueze's lips curled up. With a light wave of his hand, the Soul Devouring Insect turned into a wisp of green smoke and drilled into Jing Yueze's hand along with a mural.
The Myriad Sword Diagram was filled with the personal weapons of the previous Tower Lords of the Sword Tower and their unique sword intent. There were even powerful sword intents that they had collected from their friends and enemies. After thousands of years of accumulation, those sword intents were at least at the Void Refinement Stage. The power contained within them was immeasurable.
However, it was precisely because of this that the Myriad Sword Diagram had gained a kind of pseudo-intelligence under the scouring of so many vital essences. It was so arrogant that several generations of successors of the Sword Tower had been unable to control its power.
At this time, the Myriad Sword Illustration had experienced countless blessings and was no longer just a mural. When needed, it could be hung on the wall. When not needed, it could become a painting scroll, a blank piece of paper, or even a sharp sword.
But now, in Jian Que's shocked eyes, the Myriad Sword Illustration was as docile as a dog. It even trembled from time to time, as if it had suffered a great shock.
This had never happened in Jian Que's memory.
…
Seven days later, the three of them returned to the Kunlun headquarters with the Myriad Sword Illustration that had been put away.
The news about Zuo Qingcang's thesis had also been placed in front of Jing Yueze.
Jing Yueze took out the Dao technique chapter and smiled after reading half of it.
"Interesting, this Zuo Qingcang is quite a talent. This artificial life cluster technique is somewhat similar to my Gu cultivation technique. It's also similar to the Southern Sacred Sect's Dao of transplanting life clusters.
I didn't expect that although Dao technique experts are rare in this era, these strange techniques and knowledge of things have improved so much more than I expected.
Not bad, not bad. This artificial life cluster has inspired me. "
As he spoke, he threw the thesis in his hand in front of Qingye Luo and Jian Que.
"Take a look."
Qingye Luo took the thesis and read it carefully. He frowned and sighed in his heart.
If Jing Yueze wasn't in front of him, Qingye Luo would be astonished by Zuo Qingcang's current technological prowess after reading this thesis. They would also send Kunlun's researchers and top-notch Daoists to study the theories and even set up a research department for artificial life clusters.
But now that he read this, he only felt resentment.
"Zuo Qingcang, this guy, has revealed the Southern Sacred Sect's technological ideas?
This b * stard, of all times to do something like this, he actually spread these theories around the world.
This way, this old monster Jing Zeyue's Dao technique will be inspired and his strength will increase once again. It will be even harder to deal with him. "
During this period of time, he and Jian Que had been trying their best to prevent Jing Zeyue from understanding modern theories and technological knowledge. They were afraid that Jing Zeyue would combine the ancient and modern theories and make another breakthrough in his Dao technique after reading these. Looking at the unfathomable Jing Zeyue, Qingye Luo would never underestimate his talent and comprehension.
Fortunately, Jing Zeyue's witchcraft was profound and had never taken the initiative to come into contact with this aspect.
But no one knew what Jing Zeyue was thinking this time, or if someone had mentioned to him that Jing Zeyue had taken the initiative to look at Zuo Qingcang's two theses that had caused a stir in the city. Just thinking about how there might be a few more tricky life clusters in Jing Zeyue's body made Qingye Luo's head hurt.
At this moment, Zuo Qingcang had become a standard useless teammate in his eyes.
"This won't do. This can't go on. It's getting worse. We must hurry up and join forces with the Da Qi State, Zuo Qingcang, and the Emperor to quickly kill this old monster. Otherwise, the longer the world drags on, the stronger he will become. When that happens, it will be even harder to deal with. "
To Qingye Luo, Jing Zeyue was the true enemy of the world. He was a blade that stood above all the top experts. In particular, Jing Zeyue had obviously taken over the Kunlun forces under him in the past few months. He was completely unwilling to be left out. But under the pressure of the poison and absolute power, he could do nothing.
Qingye Luo and Jian Que were not only reading the theses, but also having all kinds of thoughts in their minds. On the other side, Jing Zeyue was reading Zuo Qingcang's martial arts thesis and frowning more and more.
His body began to undulate up and down like waves, as if his body was made of water. And if one listened carefully, they seemed to hear the soft chirping of countless insects.
After a long time, Qingye Luo and Jian Que looked at each other and stared at Jing Zeyue who was looking at the thesis in a daze. A trace of suspicion flashed in their eyes.
He was distracted. The Shaman King who dominated the southwest in ancient times and founded the Nine Ghost Cult was distracted.
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