302: C302 Initial Appearance

C302 Initial Appearance

The alien Heavenly Demon King stared at the Forsaken Immortal King statue and felt his scalp tingling as cold sweat dripped down his forehead. This Celestial King statue was extremely terrifying, and it was rapidly recovering. A shocking aura rose from the statue.

The statue stood erect, its pupils exploding like the sun, illuminating the entire Lost Divine Kingdom with brilliant light. The Forsaken Immortal King turned his head and stared at the alien Heavenly Demon King.

Following that, a great river burst out of his eyes, surging like raging waves and billowing like raging waves. Following that, under the panic-stricken gazes of the crowd, a hundred thousand sword energies separated from each other and reached a million!

"The Innate Profound Handle of the Immortal King!" Huangfu Shoutian was shocked. He had seen the late emperor's secret technique in the records of the Divine Kingdom, which was the million innate Profound Handles.

The Innate Profound Handle was birthed from heaven and earth, it was only the size of a thumb, able to destroy anything in its way, and could easily shatter someone's soul.

This was a type of Seventhgold Essence that was incomparably sharp. The moment it was released, everyone in the Lost Divine Kingdom felt their soul shake in pain.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. One million profound handles exploded and the sky was filled with the sound of something tearing through the air, as it shot towards the foreign Sky Demons.

Ah!

A miserable scream was heard as an alien Heavenly Demon prepared to retreat. However, the sword Qi had pierced through his head and nailed him to the palace.

Following that, his entire body exploded and dissipated into the air.

At the same time, all the alien Heavenly Demons felt themselves locked on by an extremely powerful spiritual will. The Profound Handle of the Innate Realm was like a rain of swords, constantly shooting out.

Earth-shaking miserable cries rose and fell, echoing throughout the skies of the Lost Divine Kingdom. All of the alien Heavenly Demon army were killed!

In just a short moment, it was all erased!

"You … "Who are you?" The alien Heavenly Demon King looked at Meng Xuan, his eyes filled with shock, his heart filled with incomparable terror. His cultivation was very high and his talent was exceptional, but he had no chance of winning against the Forsaken Immortal King's sculpture!

The Abandoned Immortal King looked at the Exotic Heavenly Demon King. One million profound handles flew back and congealed into a Divine Sun Sword in the hands of the Abandoned Immortal King.

Then, the statue slashed out a sword strike. That sword stroke was terrifyingly powerful to the extreme. It emitted a sword-light that was three hundred meters long. That chopping motion seemed capable of splitting Heaven and Earth. The air was sliced open, and half rose up, and the other half fell down. Cracks spread out in all directions.

The alien Heavenly Demon King opened his mouth and spat out a large bell. Yellow and orange lights flickered around it.

With a ding sound, that chop directly split open the large bell. Sparks flew in all directions as the large bell was split into two halves. The alien Heavenly Demon King let out a crazed roar. He was terrified to the extreme as he turned around and fled into the distance.

In a blink of an eye, the shield was hundreds of miles away as it charged towards the Lost Sea. However, the sword stroke was like a maggot on the bone, following him and slicing him in half.

The sword beam fell into the sea and the entire sea split apart, revealing the bottom of the sea. A huge whirlpool appeared, which could not be calmed for a long time.

The Forsaken Immortal King regained his calm and he focused his gaze on Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan was also staring at him blankly. The Abandoned Immortal King was loyal and reliable, much more reliable than Lin Huang and Song Lifei.

"Are they going to fight?"

"Has the crown prince disturbed the statue's slumber?"

The crowd didn't understand what was happening, so they didn't dare to breathe too loudly. This was an extremely strange scene. The Forsaken Immortal King stared blankly at Meng Xuan, who was also staring at him.

Suddenly, the abandoned immortal king statue did something that shocked everyone.

The statue seemed to have intelligence, it kneeled down and kowtowed to Meng Xuan, extremely respectful, with its head lowered, and both its hands held onto the huge sword that was made of millions of innate profound handles.

Meng Xuan turned around and sighed, "Keep it for yourself."

However, the statue was very stubborn. It still did not stand up and lowered its head. Everyone was visibly moved. Just who was this crown prince? A statue? How dare he prostrate before him?!

Meng Xuan hesitated for a moment, then walked forward and received the Immortal Sword. He transformed into an innumerable amount of Profound Handles and fused into the center of his brows.

"Get up, I don't have that much etiquette." Meng Xuan said calmly. The statue stood up and returned to its original position.

The little God King, the Sixth Prince, and the Seventh Prince all felt incomparably fortunate. He did not expect that the crown prince would have such a killing move, and fortunately, he did not assassinate him the night before he ascended the throne. Otherwise, he would not even know how he died.

He had hidden himself too deeply, and even now, he did not reveal his true identity. In fact, he did not even reveal his true fighting strength.

As Meng Xuan walked into the palace, everyone fearfully retreated to the side. He was dressed in a dragon robe and had an imperial crown on his head. His eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were like the stars.

Qi Zhangkong had already disappeared. No one knew where he had gone to hide. He slowly walked in the direction of the Royal Ancestral Land. There was an ancestral hall there that resembled a palace. Among them were generations of previous emperors, as well as countless divine scriptures and scriptures.

Only by successfully ascending the throne would one be able to enter into one of the monuments.

As he entered, the first thing that appeared in front of his eyes were the spirit tablets, all of which belonged to previous generations of emperors. Behind the spirit tablet were countless bookshelves with jade scriptures on them.

He walked over to the bookshelf and took a quick look. It was all unconventional scriptures, so he had no interest in them. In reality, he didn't really care about the scriptures here. He was only interested in his Wanxiang Scripture.

His Manifestation Scripture covered an extremely wide area. It extended from the first great world to the third great world, and it was unknown whether or not the other great worlds were affected by it.

He had scanned through several thousand books, but he could not find any trace of his Wanxiang Scripture. He only saw numerous solitaries, such as the Nine Pages of Brahma, the Heaven Bestowal Scripture, and so on.

A hundred years ago, it was Yue Five. Fifty years ago, there was one person who managed to learn it. Meng Xuan only glanced at it for a moment before losing his interest. He continued to walk towards the back, but to no avail.

He wrinkled his brows as a contemplative look appeared in his eyes. This didn't make sense. Everyone in the Lost Divine Kingdom had cultivated his Wanxiang Scripture, so there were definitely traces of it in the Royal Ancestral Land.

However, after searching for a long time, he still could not find anything.

Could it be like how Meng Tian cultivated and was taught by others in his dreams?

He felt that this was a bit impossible. For a person from the Divine Kingdom to cultivate it, it meant that there had to be a carrier to carry it. He looked around and noticed a few paintings on the wall that caught his attention.

The first picture depicted a ferocious beast with a dragon head and a lion's body. Its entire body was black, its fur was smooth, and it was extremely ferocious. This was a Taotie, he had seen it before!

The second one was a fiery red candle, as if it was on fire. As it neared, it even had a faint feeling of warmth.

The third picture was that of a divine bird. It was extremely similar to the legendary Golden-Winged Great Peng, and it was incomparably flamboyant.

The last few pictures were all extremely mysterious. Some of them depicted a True Dragon, Phoenix, Jade Pendant, River Bottle, Universe Tree, and even a blurry figure.

There were a total of sixteen paintings, and they were all hanging there. It was extremely strange.

"It's a little strange. Why are you drawing these paintings?" He muttered to himself, feeling that these paintings were not ordinary. Just as he was thinking, a terrified roar came from outside, as if something big had happened. He quickly rushed out of the temple and looked outside.

His pupils shrank rapidly as a sea of mist appeared in the sky. It was so thick that it was difficult to see through. No one could clearly see what was happening, but Meng Xuan could!

Within the endless black fog, the eight Origin Qi Scholars that had been killed by Wu Zhangkong appeared once again. They floated in the air, their bodies covered with billowing black Qi.

With the two Wisdom Pearls in his hands, Duo Zhi was in incomparable pain. His body constantly twisted, and then his entire body was covered in scales. His body rapidly rose, and he suddenly turned into a giant Candle Dragon!

Following that, a pitch black hand descended from the sky, grabbed hold of the candle dragon transformed from the Wise cripple and took it away!

In another direction, Wu Zhangkong was roaring towards the sky. Devilish energy roiled around him as he stretched his body. His body was torn apart and he turned into a Taotie. His aura suddenly rose!

Another big hand reached down from the sky and grabbed the sky before disappearing into the black hole.

Then he looked at the king, who was in the form of a divine candle. Flames erupted from his head, and he roared again and again. His face was ferocious to the extreme.

He had turned into a divine candle, exactly the same as Meng Xuan had comprehended!

Other than Huangfu Shou Tian, Qi Zhangkong and the eight great Origin Attendants all transformed into River Bottles or jade pendants. Especially the King of Humans, they even transformed into the Golden-winged Great Peng.

Meng Xuan's mind was greatly shocked as he abruptly looked at the sixteen paintings on the wall. His pupils had shrunk to the size of a wheat awn.0

The Lost Divine Kingdom's Manifestation Scripture had matured, so it was harvested!

There was definitely a supreme expert who passed down the Wanxiang Scripture, allowing the people of the Lost Divine Kingdom to cultivate and complete some sort of ceremony. This was a terrifying arcane skill that could incinerate all living beings in the world!

Meng Xuan counted. The divine candle, the Taotie, the Golden-winged Great Peng, and the Mountain River Bottle had all appeared. Out of the 16 paintings, 14 of them had matured!

There were still two pieces remaining. One was the Universe Tree, and the other was the True Dragon!

When the 16 paintings were completed, what could they be smelted into?

Meng Xuan didn't dare to think of such things. He could only feel a chill in his heart.

He rushed into the ancestral hall and collected all sixteen paintings. Afterwards, he appeared again. The demonic mist had not disappeared yet, so everyone did not see clearly what had happened.

The clouds were roiling, and in the skies above, countless divine senses were emitting ancient, low voices that seemed to be filled with anger. He spoke an ancient language, only one sentence repeating itself.

Meng Xuan didn't understand either, but he still remembered the pronunciation. After which, he passed the pronunciation to the first clone and the second clone, instructing them to investigate.

After a while, the first clone said in a serious tone, "Self, I've found it. This is the language of immortals. What he means is … there are two more. Why didn't he succeed? I'm angry, let's erase it! "

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