303: C303 Taiyuanhuan

C303 Taiyuanhuan

As the black mist churned, Meng Xuan could clearly feel three divine senses interweaving as though they were arguing and hesitating.

"This sovereign, hurry up and leave the Lost Divine Kingdom, they are about to erase this place." The divine will of his doppelganger transmitted over.

Meng Xuan said, "Yes, it is said that there is still one last layer of good fortune left. Let me see what it is."

All of the cultivators that entered the Lost Divine Kingdom were terrified, trembling in fear. This place was about to be wiped out, but their souls were trapped here, making it impossible for them to escape.

The fourth prince, Su Ru Long, the Holy Daughter of Grand Moon and the others all became anxious. In an instant, almost everyone's gazes were fixed on Meng Xuan.

This was because he was able to freely enter and leave the Lost Divine Kingdom. Only he could send them all out.

"Crown Prince, as long as you can send us out, we can do whatever you want." A war general's son walked over and said to Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan hesitated for a moment.

Any door could only allow him to travel through the void by himself, and could not allow him to bring anyone else. He had only obtained a fragment of any door. If he had obtained a complete fragment of any door, it would still be possible. However, it was not impossible. If they used the divine power that the Immortal King had accumulated over so many years, they could bring a large number of people along with them and teleport.

The Abandoned Immortal King statue had stood there for countless years, and a large amount of Immortal King's divine energy had been stored inside. If he used it all up, he would definitely be able to open a spatial door.

"If you want me to gift it to you, then so be it. Hand over a strand of your soul brand and respect me as your master." Meng Xuan said.

When everyone heard this, their eyes flickered and all of them fell silent. The members of the Saint God Cult in particular were all glaring angrily at the crown prince. If he handed over his soul brand, it meant that he would forever be at the crown prince's command.

The Crown Prince's identity was still unclear. He didn't even know who he was in the outside world. His origins were unknown and the price he had to pay was huge.

"So what if I die? I don't want to give up my divine will. I've already absorbed the demonic Qi, so it won't be long before I turn into a terracotta soldier." A cultivator said.

"Naduo, it's me. Come here." Meng Xuan's divine sense directly sounded out in the mind of Second Prince Naduo. Naduo's eyes widened as he heard the familiar voice, and his breathing quickened.

He lowered his head. His eyes were filled with excitement. He should have thought of it long ago.

Other than Meng Xuan, who else had so many trump cards?

Afterwards, Tang Zang, He Xunhuan, Naduo, and the others walked over to Meng Xuan and purposely shouted, "As long as the crown prince can send us out, I'm willing to hand over a strand of my primordial spirit mark."

A strand of a brand appeared between their eyebrows and fused into Meng Xuan's forehead.

"Anything else?" Meng Xuan asked with a smile.

"Brother, what should we do?" Su Mengxi asked.

"Hand over your spiritual will, survival is the most important." Su Rulong said as he walked over to Meng Xuan, and a strand of a brand floated out. In the blink of an eye, two to three hundred people had handed over their primordial spirit imprints. Their lives and deaths were in Meng Xuan's hands.

"Me too." A very sinister young man dressed in black armor walked forward and handed over a strand of telepathic thoughts.

People of the Dark Temple!

The Darkblack Shrine was a branch of the Nalan Clan of the First Universe, and it had grudges with Meng Xuan. However, no one in the Darkness Palace could recognize Meng Xuan's true identity.

This group of people had arrived a hundred thousand years ago, and those with too powerful a cultivation were unable to cross the barrier. The cultivation of the people who came were relatively low. The only exception was the first generation ancestor of the Darkness Palace. However, he did not have such a long lifespan. He had probably died of old age long ago.

"Darkness shrine, Nalan family …" Meng Xuan laughed coldly in his heart. He really wanted to see what exactly the Nalan Clan wanted to do with their control over the Third Universe.

"What's your name?" Meng Xuan looked at the young man from the Dark Temple and asked calmly.

"Dark Temple, Nalan Huantian." The young man said. His cultivation was also extremely strong, not any weaker than that of the Hua Kun Peng. However, it did not transform into a prince and could not participate in the ascension of the throne.

Meng Xuan nodded his head.

In total, there were more than two hundred people who had separated their soul imprints.

The cultivators outside looked at Meng Xuan with resentment. This was simply taking advantage of the situation.

"Two hundred and ten people. Not bad, queue up at the right side of the statue. I'll open a void door later and send you all out." Meng Xuan said. After that, his gaze landed on those who wanted to fish in troubled waters and he sneered, "If anyone wants to fish in troubled waters, don't blame me for being merciless."

Those people instantly woke up from their stupor. They truly did have this kind of thought. However, when they thought about the capability of the Crown Prince, none of them dared to act rashly.

If this statue could even kill the alien Heavenly Demon King, let alone the rest of them.

Standing on the statue's shoulder, Meng Xuan took a deep breath. The mysterious patterns within his body were all glowing. Those were the traces of any door that he had intercepted. His two hands clasped together, creating those lines. The divine power of the Forsaken Immortal King statue fully surfaced, smashing into the Divine Kingdom void with a single palm strike.

Immediately, that place exploded like a sun, filling the empty space with a dazzling golden light. As Meng Xuan bathed in the divine light, he looked like a god that had descended to the mortal world. His hands also began to shine as he received the Spiritual Sense of the Immortal King, slapping the air.

The trajectory of each palm was very complex. The Divine Kingdom began to tremble, and then, a massive portal formed by Meng Xuan, a dazzling scene of golden light.

"Now's the time. Let's go." Meng Xuan said.

Then, with eyes like lightning, he held the Profound Handle of the Innate Realm offered by the Forsaken Immortal King and stood at the side.

Swoosh!

A bolt of lightning shot over from the distance. The little God King had appeared and was preparing to charge over. A cold sneer appeared in Meng Xuan's eyes as he sent his sword slashing down.

With a pu sound, the little God King was sliced in half. But soon after, a body rushed out from the remnants of his body. That body just now was a fake, her own sister's body!

Using his own sister as a cover, he twisted his body and quickly passed through the Void Door.

"Hahaha, Crown Prince, I'm leaving. I'm waiting for you to show up." The voice of the little God King echoed in the skies. He didn't notice the strange look in Meng Xuan's eyes. A stream of spiritual will had already entered his body.

He had to figure out the origin of the Golden Head Soaring Kick as he had long since figured out that it was a fake body.

The little God King had already escaped without feeling that his body had been branded with a seal.

The two hundred and ten people rushed out of the Lost Divine Kingdom, the rest did not have the courage of the little God King. A few of them had been cut down by Meng Xuan on the spot.

At this moment, the black fog in the sky started to roll over, and a huge handprint descended from the sky. The massive hand was the size of the heavens, covering the entirety of the Lost Divine Kingdom.

Meng Xuan's body flashed and appeared outside the Divine Kingdom.

The Divine Kingdom was completely suppressed by that massive hand, and miserable screams constantly sounded out. Huangfu Shou roared again and again. His body turned into a lump of black mist, and disappeared. The cultivators that entered kept on screaming and tried to break free.

That place had already become a chaotic place, so it was impossible to see what was happening inside.

By the time the black fog disappeared, the Lost God Kingdom had already been reduced to ruins. Even the Immortal King statue was broken. There was not a single creature left inside, and they were all smashed within.

In the outside world, in the various sects and clans, bodies had fallen to the ground, and were rapidly rotting away. That was because their souls had been destroyed, and had completely dissipated.

The Lost Divine Kingdom hadn't completely disappeared yet, but when mist rose up from every corner, the Divine Kingdom was completely covered in mist. The outside world could not see what was happening inside clearly, but everyone knew that the final level of good fortune was about to arrive!

A few strands of telepathic thoughts quickly pounced over, preparing to intercept Meng Xuan.

But Meng Xuan's body flashed and disappeared from the outside world, appearing once again in the Divine Kingdom. Before the demonic terracotta soldier had completely disappeared, the Nine Li Immortal Clan had already been retrieved by Meng Xuanxuan.

In the vast expanse of the Vast Expanse, evil thoughts and the Immortals in the Stone all rushed before Meng Xuan and knelt before him.

Meng Xuan's entire body was surrounded by immortal qi and he held the country jade in his hand. At the same time, the bloody Immortal King Bone within his body started to glow. Immortals in the Stone of Insight of the common people, smoke from buried immortal trees, and jade from the Divine Kingdom of Nine Li, freely roaming the world.

Meng Xuan gathered these items, leading to his final bit of good fortune.

In the heart of the ruins, a white jade door appeared, hovering in the air. It was very pure and mighty, and it was filled with immortal energy, like a palace in the sky.0

"So, the Flying Immortal Sect is the final good fortune." Meng Xuan thought to himself. Legend has it that this is the door to becoming an Immortal. As long as he steps in, he would be able to become an Immortal.

Within the sect, there was the scenery of flying immortals, the early judgement of grandmist, and the strange phenomenon of the beginning of heaven and earth. Meng Xuan didn't rashly enter. Instead, he approached the Flying Immortal Sect and observed everything that was happening inside. Inside the door, he saw a hazy figure completely wrapped in immortal energy. Light rain even gushed out from its orifices.

He or she could not even see their faces clearly. With a leap, he released a sound that was like the sound of universe itself. It was like when a primordial era opened, and an ancient road was kicked open from the endless primal chaos. Just as he was about to step into it, endless thunder crashed onto his body.

"Immortal Ascension …" Meng Xuan's pupils contracted. This was the first person he had met to ascend to the Immortal Realm. Back then, it was said that the Fighting Empyrean also stepped onto the Immortal Path.

Boundless thunderbolts descended, transforming into spears, swords, halberds, ancient cauldrons and ancient mountains. They all slammed into his body. His body trembled and then suddenly exploded into countless symbols, dissipating between the heaven and earth.

However, before he died, a dazzling golden symbol rushed out from his body and entered the endless primal chaos.

It was an ancient and ancient rune, with a trace of the aura of the Immortal Dao on it. Just now, he had used these symbols to knock open a path to Immortality.

Meng Xuan's eyes widened as he thought of something. "Could it be …" Is it the first six notes? "

Absolute beginning six notes, the creation of the universe, the preliminary judgement of the grandmist, the release of the first six notes of the Dao.

The first celestial sound, the first laughter, the first weeping, the first roar, the first murderous sound, the first demonic sound!

The moment the six voices were heard, the demons retreated and the world was reigned supreme.

This was the last bit of good fortune that the Lost Divine Kingdom had.

No matter if it was the Dark Hall or the Crescent Moon Cave, they were both trying their best to study him. The first six notes of the song were what they were searching for.

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