536: C536 Really Wasted

C536 Really Wasted

In the Heavenly Island's Number One Martial Meeting, Meng Xuan had shocked everyone with his feat of obtaining the title of number one in the world. He could be said to be the number one person among the younger generation. In fact, even the geniuses of the Heavenly God Academy were no match for Meng Xuan.

However, after that, the God of Heaven Di Tian and the God of Heaven Biluo crossed the teleportation portal and joined forces to kill Meng Xuan. Although killing him had failed, Meng Xuan was bound by a golden hoop onto the head of the War God Beelzebub. There was no way to remove him!

"What a pity, he's the genius of our White Emperor Continent. Once he matures, he'll be the next Scarlet Emperor."

"The tree is big and the wind is blowing. He is about to shine. Throughout the history of the world, there have never been a lack of geniuses, but very few of them were able to truly rise up.

"In the future, I should keep a low profile. Meng Xuan is too high-profile, which is why he is in such a sorry state."

Some were regretful, some were gloating, and there were even some who mocked him. The ones who mocked Meng Xuan were all factions that had grudges with him, such as Kun Peng Mountain, the Dark Wilderness, the Lunar Scourge, the Dark Divine Palace, the Ghost Gate, the Yin Cao Manor, the Jiang family, and the Lin Family that had gone into seclusion.

In an instant, the entire Lin Family had been assimilated into them. At this moment, the descendants of god had personally come, explaining the purpose of their visit. He felt that the soul seeds awakened by the Thousand Autumn fall were extraordinary, and he was willing to bring them to the Heavenly God Academy to cultivate.

Snowfall immediately agreed.

"Is Meng Xuan really crippled?" A glint of light flickered in his eyes, but no one knew what he was thinking about.

"Of course. God's item is basically unsolvable, and that golden hoop is a relic from the ancient times. Even Lord Pyrrhus himself does not know how to undo it." In other words, Meng Xuan will be like this for the rest of his life. He won't have a chance to rise again. " The descendant of the God of Heaven Ning, Ning Tianming, said. He then sighed and thought about Su Jiu for a long time.

This was a cultivator who had awakened the Astral Souls of the Fairy Clan. If he was raised to the later stages, he would definitely be comparable to a descendant of the God of Heaven, and might even have an even stronger bloodline.

A group of people came from the Heavenly God Immortal School, bringing all the talented experts into the Heavenly God Immortal Academy. The people of the floating island and the numerous immortal mountains all agreed. The teleportation formation had been constructed for countless years, and the two sides connected together. This was a grand occasion.

Aside from Empyrean Gods, who was capable of traversing the endless seas in a short period of time?

In the Hunyuan Immortal Courtyard, many people came to visit Meng Xuan.

In the Yellow Springs Sect, Fu Tian, Fu Jin saw Meng Xuan's miserable state and sighed. Although Meng Xuan's injuries had already healed, the golden hoop on his head was extremely frightening. Endless roots sprouted from it, taking root on top of it. Even his skull had become deformed. His Niwan Palace had sealed off the connection with his body.

Xiao Huang Ji, Su Qian, and Yao Qingcheng were accompanying Meng Xuan. The three of them became increasingly silent.

"What are you doing with a straight face? Smile. There will be a way." Meng Xuan smiled as he comforted the three of them.

Xiao Huang Ji's eyes reddened and he almost cried. Back then, Meng Xuan had been in high and vigorous spirits, but now … He was thin and his eyes lacked luster. Not only did the golden hoop confine his cultivation, it also continued to devour the essence from his entire body. If he did not remove the golden hoop, all of Meng Xuan's flesh and blood would be cut off and even his primordial spirit would be devoured. He would not live past ten years.

Time slowly passed. Meng Xuan was also constantly trying to think of a solution, but to no avail. The only thing that made Meng Xuan gratified was that the Universe Crystal was unable to seal itself and its root hairs couldn't approach it. Once it neared, it would be shaken off.

"Is Possession okay? I'll prepare a new body for you, your primordial spirit should leave it, it's better than waiting for death. " Xiao Huang Ji said.

"No, my primordial spirit is locked in place. I can't get out of this circle." Meng Xuan pointed to the golden hoop on the top of his finger. Even his primordial spirit was sealed within it.

Xiao Huang sighed and did not say anything else.

"First clone, second clone, have you found any clues?" Meng Xuan asked as he knocked open the crystal. These two clones were both within the first universe. The will of the world was preventing the two from coming over. Otherwise, given Meng Xuan's personality, he would have long since summoned his two clones to carry out a massacre.

Spring left and autumn came. Cultivation passed without time. In the blink of an eye, two years had passed. In the past two years, Meng Xuan had become increasingly haggard, and his cultivation had also continuously declined. The Scarlet Emperor and Zhu Changsheng seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

The transfer arrays between the Northwest Alliance and the Central Region opened, and there were more cultivators coming and going. From time to time, powerful auras would descend on the Heavenly Island and disappear without a trace, as if they were travelling.

On this day, Meng Xuan was meditating in the Primordius, when an unexpected silhouette appeared. He was dressed in white and had a graceful bearing. A Damascus Steel Sword hung from his waist.

Yao Taixu!

The legendary figure of the Yellow Springs Sect had shaken the entire White Emperor Continent 5000 years ago. He then guarded the border and confronted the demon race.

Upon seeing this person, Meng Xuan's eyes narrowed, "Human King of the ninth step, your improvement is too swift."

When he first met Yao Taixu, his cultivation was still only at the First Stage of the Human King Realm. But after so long, he had already stepped into the Ninth Stage of the Human King Realm, just a step away from the Human Emperor Realm.

"It's not bad, it's just some accumulation of knowledge." Yao Taixu said indifferently, not at all arrogant.2

"The reincarnation of an ancient almighty …" Meng Xuan laughed. He discovered that Yao Taixu's body was rippling with the fluctuations of reincarnation. There was only one explanation for this situation, and that was that Yao Taixu was the reincarnation of an ancient almighty expert.

"You are even more mysterious. Until now, I still have no way of seeing through you." Yao Taixu's gaze landed on Meng Xuan's body. He frowned as he looked at the golden hoop, "I've heard about your matter. This gold hoop is very troublesome to deal with."

Meng Xuan lazily laid down, looking at Yao Taixu. "Speak, what's the matter?"

He wouldn't come here for no reason. Yao Taixu had been guarding the demon clan and definitely wouldn't have come here for no reason. He must have something that he needed help with.

"My King Corpse has awakened, it is near the territory of the Demon Race. That is my old body, I need to find it." Yao Taixu said.

Meng Xuan's interest was piqued, he sat up straight, "Are you sure your old body is still there, and that you have already become a King Corpse?"

"I'm sure I already have." Yao Taixu said.

Some cultivators, on the verge of death, would be extremely unwilling. They would be able to give birth to a new divine embryo within their own bodies, and then they would be able to escape. The old body would sink into silence. However, the old body would undergo Corpse Transformation. After that, the many laws, imprints, divine abilities, and cultivation techniques left behind in the corpse would all be awakened.

"Why me?" Meng Xuan leisurely asked, "You must understand that my cultivation is almost wasted."

"You can even wake up a vengeful spirit and wake up a Corpse King, that should be easy, right?" Yao Taixu said.

With a single sentence, Meng Xuan's heart felt as though it had been struck by lightning.

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