760: C760 Observing the Tomb of the Battle-king

C760 Observing the Tomb of the Battle-king

The Peacock King was already a peerless expert three million years ago. Back then, he had met an accidental death, and only a small fragment of his soul remained. He had been reincarnated into this world. The accumulated capital from two lifetimes was extremely robust. He floated within the endless clouds of mist. His aura was grand to the extreme, and the Buddhist light was vast and mighty.

His eyes were as sharp as knives as he looked down upon Meng Xuan with killing intent. The Wutong Immortal King was his, and he stared at it for a long time. He had initially thought that this matter would be easy to deal with, but now that it had been destroyed by Meng Xuan, it made him feel extremely displeased.

Meng Xuan inclined his head, staring at the Peacock King amidst the clouds. His eyes narrowed slightly. On Meng Xuan's face, the Peacock King didn't show any traces of fear. This meant that Meng Xuan definitely had more tricks up his sleeves.

"Take out your trump card. It doesn't matter who comes today. I'll step on it together." The Peacock King was extremely tyrannical, flapping its wings. Its gigantic head was extremely terrifying, and a baleful aura emanated from it, akin to the tide of the ocean. The low level demonic insects could feel the Peacock King's aura. They all lay prostrate inside the cave, not daring to move.

Within the cave, the initial stage of Demon Ant Transformation had reached its final stage. An earth-shattering sound echoed from the Demon Catcher Cave. Soon after, everyone saw a stream of demonic energy rush out of the Demon Catcher Cave and rush straight into the clouds.

The Peacock King's eyes turned cold as he stared into the depths of the abyss. A silhouette slowly appeared in the air. Upon seeing this silhouette, the Peacock King was startled. In the midst of the endless devilish energy, a tall figure slowly appeared.

He was ten feet tall, and his body looked as if it had been cast out of steel. It had a huge horn on its head, and was incredibly complicated. On its back was a pair of hollow wings, forged from black gold. On his chest, there was a huge black hole that was emitting light, providing him with an unending stream of divine power.

When one looked at his appearance, they would see that he was extremely handsome. His appearance was very firm and resolute. His appearance was like a carving of a sword, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. An armor wrapped around his face, making him look like a demonic god.

He grasped the halberd, and just like that, he rushed out from the Fallen Devil Abyss.

With his appearance, the entire sea of stars shook violently and went dark. All the immortal kings felt a sense of danger. Even the reclusive Zeus felt a sense of foreboding.

The Primal Demon Ant has revived!

Or they could be called Demonic Ants!

The Heavenly Demon Ant was in its humanoid form, cold and emotionless. It wielded its ancient halberd as it stared at the Peacock King.

"Demonic ant!"

"How could he suddenly recover!"

"This is the battle form of the Primal Demon Ant, Heavenly Demonic Demon Ant!"

Even the peacock king's mother, who was in closed-door seclusion, was startled awake by the shocking aura of the Heavenly Demonic Ant. He checked the actual situation of the Heavenly Demon Ants.

He looked like he was only at the eighth level of the Great God of Heaven, but the aura he was releasing was enough to cause anyone to be shocked.

Ksitigarbha's brows twitched, "Why did this old monster suddenly revive?"

"One of the nine great ancient creatures, the first eight-winged dragon. After it comes the Rahu Beast and the demonic ant …"

Immortal King Wutong's face was filled with shock. He raised his head and looked at Meng Xuan, not understanding what was going on.

The Heavenly Demon Ant arrived in front of the Peacock King, staring at him. He was only ten meters tall. Compared to the towering Peacock King, he was nothing. However, the aura he exuded was many times stronger than that of the Peacock King.

The Heavenly Demon Ant's eyes were ice-cold, as though it didn't have the slightest bit of emotion. It pointed its ancient halberd at the center of the Peacock King's brows, "I heard …" You want to step on me? "

The Peacock King broke out in a cold sweat. No matter how arrogant and powerful he was, no matter how talented he was, he wouldn't dare to fight against the beast. Even the status of the Peacock King's mother paled far in comparison to that of the Taichang Demonic Ants.

Every one of the nine great primitive creatures were legends, affecting countless generations.

The Peacock King would never have thought that the legendary Taichang Demon Ant, which had been dead for countless years, would be revived at this very moment.

"I don't dare." The Peacock King lowered his head and said.

From afar, an enormous divine will swept over, covering the body of the Taishang demonic ant. It was the divine will of the peacock king's mother.

"F * ck off." The Primal Demon Ant suddenly raised its head, and looked towards the depths of the Demon Abyss. The word "scram" was filled with the heavenly music of the Great Dao, causing the void to shatter. As soon as the Peacock King's mother heard this, her body began to violently tremble, because this was one of the twelve song's syllables.

Even though it was just a single syllable, it felt like a river of time had flowed across her heart.

The Peacock King felt that something was amiss, but after some thought, it made sense.

"This woman, I will protect her. Twisting your wrist against me, you are not qualified enough to call your master over." The Heavenly Demon ant wielded its halberd, and the black wings behind its shoulder blade flapped gently.

Immortal King Wutong looked at the side of Meng Xuan's face and realized that Meng Xuan was expressionlessly watching everything. He was unable to figure out what was going on.

His code name, Zhao, looked at the demonic ants with a trace of fear in his eyes before calming down. In the end, the demonic ant was still revived.

"Lord Demonic Ant, I wonder how much power you have left now that you have recovered?" The Peacock King retreated a hundred li, facing off against the demonic ants.

The Primordial Demon Ant erupted with power as it pointed its ancient halberd at the Peacock King.

Swoosh!

A beam of divine light burst forth from the snow-white halberd blade, causing the Peacock King to turn pale with fright. He even managed to defend himself as he frantically retreated. However, that divine light directly penetrated all of his defenses. It penetrated his abdomen and rushed out from his back into the clouds, piercing through more than ten stars.

Blood-stained feathers fluttered in the air as the Peacock King coughed out several mouthfuls of blood, "Demonic Ant!"

"Kill!" The demonic ant once again soared through the void. Its figure was tall and majestic, like an insurmountable mountain, majestic and magnificent.

"Come back." From the depths of the Fallen Devil Abyss, the voice of the Peacock King's mother could be heard.

The Peacock King glanced at the demonic ant in fear, before flapping its wings and flying away.

"I'll give you some face today. If it weren't for the fact that I just recovered and haven't recovered thirty percent of my cultivation base, I would definitely have killed your entire clan." The voice of the Taishang ant was incomparably cold.

The Peacock King's mother was still thinking about how the termite had just recovered, and how its cultivation base was definitely not strong. However, now that he saw the Demon Ant openly admitting that his cultivation base was insufficient, he became fearful instead.

According to the rumors, this ant was as sly as a fox, and possessed bizarre thoughts.

She hesitated for a long time before finally deciding not to do anything. Just now, his strike had pierced through the Peacock King's abdomen, but it was unable to see its depth.

"Meng Xuan, just wait for me to kill him. I don't believe that the Primal Demon Ant will be able to protect you forever. I'll wait for you at the Rainbow Bridge." The Peacock King's voice rang out, but soon after, it completely disappeared.

Meng Xuan's face was expressionless, and the demonic ant was extremely cold as well. It swept its gaze over the crowd and flew directly into the nest. Meng Xuan heaved a sigh of relief. His palms were drenched in sweat.

With the current tyrannical attitude of the peacock race, he didn't even have the ability to contend with them. Now that the Peacock King had been scared off, it was also a good thing.

The termite returned to its original form within the cave.

Immortal King Wutong let out a sigh of relief, after leaving the Death God Formation, he had recovered a lot of his cultivation. However, he was still a little weak right now. His entire body was weak. Her gentle eyes stared at Meng Xuan as she tightly held his right hand.

"I'm fine." Meng Xuan said softly.

Immortal King Wutong was dressed in plain clothes and a long skirt. He was tall and had an aura of immortality. Her hair was a bit messy, her skin was white as cream, her lips were red, her teeth were white, and her oval face was very delicate. Her eyebrows were like crescent moons. Her body was warm and plump as she gently gave Meng Xuan a fragrant hug. She buried her head in his chest and said, "Thank you, Meng Xuan."

Meng Xuan caressed her hair. It felt very smooth when he touched it. His heart also felt gentle as he said, "I'll take you to find the primal chaos soil."

The women in the outside world stared at Meng Xuan with icy expressions. They wanted nothing more than to strangle him to death.

The chaotic earth was at the border of the War King's Tomb, and was the source of all plant life. It would not be so easy to dig up a plot of land.

"Little friend, please come over for a chat." Meng Xuan pulled the Wutong Immortal King by the hand, as he walked in the direction of the Wargod King's tomb.

The tomb was very small, it was only a small grave, but underneath it, there was a huge underground karst cave, even wider than the Taiji Demon Ant clan.

At this moment, Meng Xuan brought the Immortal King of Parasol Tree to the place where the old ancestor was resting. What appeared in front of him was a ten feet long pangolin. Its entire body was a silvery white color, as if it was poured with silver juice.

This was the real body of the old man. The old man's body was similar to the Primal Demon Ant. His body was like a prison of heaven and earth, capable of imprisoning even his primordial spirit.

Upon seeing Meng Xuan stepping in, a bright light flashed in the air as two golden seating chairs abruptly appeared, "Sit."

Immortal King Wu Tong looked around curiously. Normally, it was very difficult to enter the Fallen Demon Abyss, it was extremely dangerous, and only these aboriginals could enter.

Meng Xuan looked at the old ancestor and said with a smile, "No matter what, the old ancestor is one of the nine great ancient creatures. He was actually willing to guard the tomb of a Battle-King."

The silver pangolin opened its eyes, but did not move. Obviously, it was difficult for him to control that body. Helplessness could be seen in his eyes as he said, "What do you know? When I was at the peak of the Battle-King level, I was even stronger than you."

Meng Xuan was stunned. "Aren't you one of the nine Primordial Creatures …?"

"The nine great Primordial Creatures were the first creatures of the ten thousand worlds, and were the most powerful individuals. However, in that era, there were still a few people who were too stunning. They used their own strength to forcefully break through into the nine great ancient creatures' level! The Battle-King was one of them, and Hong Xing simply counted one. "There's also a terrible old man who's very experienced."

"Even though they are only the second batch of creatures, once they erupt, they are even more terrifying than the nine great ancient creatures. I am not a match for the Battle King, nor am I a match for that Hong Xing Jian. "

Hong Xing Jian was Hong Zheng's father.

"Then what about Meng Tiantian?" Meng Xuan asked with a smile.

"Meng Tian is an eight-winged dragon, what do you think …" The old ancestor said helplessly.

"Alright, let's get down to business. When are you going to think of a solution?" the old ancestor asked.

"I can teach you the Immortal Soul Splitting Technique, but I have three requirements. Firstly, I want to learn the Chaos Earth, and secondly, I want to learn the Self Law. Third, I want to bring someone to view the War King's Tomb. " Meng Xuan said.

When the old ancestor heard this, his eyes showed a troubled expression. "There is nothing wrong with observing one's own laws, and there is nothing wrong with viewing the Battle King's grave. However, the primal chaos is a bit difficult."

"There are still a few terrifying plant-type creatures in the Fallen Devil Abyss, such as that dandelion and a Qilin grass. They really are like Qilins, and are all troublesome characters. They won't sit around and watch you dig away the chaotic earth." The old ancestor said.

"I know you have a way." The elder had purposely exaggerated the difficulty of the technique because he hoped that Meng Xuan would hand over all of the Soul Mandate to him.

The old ancestor laughed heartily, "You do have a way, but it depends on yourself."

"What do you mean?" Meng Xuan looked at the old man. This old man was extremely tactful. From the fact that he killed Lin Gao, he already knew that Lin Yemao was not going to show his face. He did not want to implicate himself in this. He had washed himself clean, and there was nothing he could do about it.

The old ancestor's forehead began to shine as he rushed out from within. On top of the token, the character "Fight" could be seen. The token was stained with rust and rotted. It gave off an ancient aura.

"This is the Battle King Token, everything in the Fallen Devil Abyss. Even this space as well as this chaotic earth are all the work of the Battle King. He already knew that he was going to die since the moment he established the Fallen Devil Abyss. When the old ancestor looked at the token, his eyes were filled with respect. The Battle King was so breathtaking, he was the number one master of the Third Universe Great World. Since ancient times, no one had ever been able to surpass him.

"Having activated the Battle King Token means that you can take anything you want in the Fallen Devil Abyss." The light in his eyes became hotter and hotter. "We can even take away the life of the Peacock King's mother, but no one will dare to resist, nor will they be able to resist. The moment one defied the Battle King Token, a killing move that the Battle King had prepared would be used. It would be equivalent to the Battle King's full strength attack, who can defend against it? "

Meng Xuan's heart skipped a beat. He didn't think that the Battle King Token would have such an effect.

"But …" "There is one requirement for using the Battle King Token. That is to challenge the three trials and six paths set by the Battle King. Only after passing the Battle King's trial can one truly use the Battle King Token!"

"Moreover, once the news of you passing the third and sixth trials spreads out, the Starry Sky Sea would be shocked. All races would come to watch, and the Fallen Demon Abyss would also be opened up. At that time, you may be in danger, but if someone tries to harm you, you'll be in trouble. " The old ancestor's eyes were like lightning as he stared intently at Meng Xuan, "Are you going to open the Battle King Token now?"

Before Meng Xuan could reply, Immortal King Wutong spoke. Her red lips opened: "Meng Xuan, don't use this chaotic earth. It's too dangerous. One of them was to battle against Battle-Kings of all periods of time who were at the same level as them. The Battle-King of the Dao Sea Realm, the Battle-King of the Dao Embryo Realm, all the way to the Battle-King of the sixth level of the Grand Empyrean God … "It will appear and fight you in the same stage.

Immortal King Wutong also knew the terror of the three stages and six paths. In the abyss, there were many people who wanted to open the Battle King Token, but they all failed in challenging the three stages and six paths.

"The Great Wisdom King once tried to take away the Battle King's battle armor and used the Battle King Token, but he failed in challenging six of the three stages and almost died. We don't need the chaotic earth, okay? " Immortal King Wutong was somewhat anxious.

How powerful was the Great Wisdom King? He was the second god to rule the Third Universe Great World.

"Go ahead." Meng Xuan ignored the Wutong Immortal King and said to the old ancestor, "Send the news out."

Seeing that Meng Xuan had already made up his mind, the elder did not waste any more time on idle chatter. He sent a stream of his divine power into the Battle King Token. Almost at the same time, the battle king order released a blinding divine light, directly rushing into the sky above the Fallen Demon Abyss. It was like a sun as it emitted an endless divine light.

With the Battle King Token fully restored, a fighting spirit rose from it. Everyone in the sea of stars could feel the presence and they were all alarmed.

"What's going on?"

"The Battle King Token has been revived."

"Madman, who is using the Battle King Token?"

The Battle King's medallion transformed into the sun, illuminating the vast sky. Within the boundless light appeared a figure wearing a dragon crown and a supreme Nine Dragons Robe. His temperament was very calm, and there was a sense of draconic aura emanating from him. Two beams of light shot out of his eyes as battle qi intersected with each other.

"Meng Xuan used the King's Medallion to challenge six of the three stages three days later!" The voice of the Mountain Splitter Sect Patriarch drifted out from within the medallion.

The words rang out like thunder throughout the starry sky and the sea. The Peacock King's mother abruptly opened her eyes, "Madman, Meng Xuan must be trying to use the War King Token to take my life!"

"It can't be that you want to use the War King Token to take my life, right?" Hades said to himself.

Lame Wei and the old Buddha were also surprised. They then laughed, "Meng Xuan must be trying to take someone's life. But with his current cultivation, it is definitely impossible. Thus, he wanted to use the War King Token as a cheap trick. However, can he pass the Three Viewing and Six Paths? "

"If he passes three trials and six trials, so what if my life is given to him?" Lucifer chuckled and then shook his head. "You don't know your own limits. Even a king can't pass all six trials. You can't even do anything at your peak, let alone reincarnate recultivation."

"An eventful autumn." After saying that, the Ksitigarbha King closed his eyes.

The news of the Battle King Token had already been spread and Meng Xuan was also adjusting his condition. He left Immortal King Wutong in the cave while he himself returned to the Infernal Desert.

As soon as he appeared, Xiao Huangji rushed forward and shouted: "Meng Xuan, have you gone mad? That is the War King's Token ah! Even the Great Wisdom King has failed. If there is any problem, we can all think of a way. Why do we need to use the Battle King Token? "

Meng Xuan smiled, "It's alright, I'm confident."

"What are you trying to do by using the War King Token? Whose life are you trying to take?" Xiao Huang asked.

Meng Xuan shook his head, not daring to say that it was to retrieve the chaotic earth. "Of course it's useful. You don't need to worry about it."

"Teacher Meng, can we cancel the Battle King Token now?" Su Qian walked over after a long time and asked weakly.

Meng Xuan pulled Su Chang into his embrace and said, "Since it has been opened, it cannot be cancelled."

As she spoke, the Fey girl stepped forwards, hesitating to speak.

"If you have something to say, just say it, it's not your style to be so bashful." Meng Xuan said as he looked at White Frost.

Bai Shuang's eyes reddened. "Meng Xuan, can you accompany me on a trip back to the Qing Qiu Mountains after clearing three stages and six paths?"

Meng Xuan was stunned. "What's going on?"

"The clan members disappeared. Summer corpses appeared within the clan, and then my parents were infected by the plague. Their bodies are already extremely weak. It won't be long before they …"

When Meng Xuan heard about this race of corpses, his eyes immediately turned deep. When he had entered the Crescent Moon Cave, he had encountered Patriarch Eastflower, who was like a summer corpse.

Summer ploughed corpses were also a few of the most powerful races in the ancient era, and they were rarely seen in this world.

He felt that it was time to settle the score with Patriarch Donghua, and so he nodded. "Fine. I'll accompany you then."

A look of joy appeared in Frost's eyes as he threw himself into her embrace and kissed Meng Xuan's cheek. "Thank you, Meng Lang."

Seeing the unfriendly faces of Xiao Huang Ji and the rest, Meng Xuan fled.

In the outside world, the immortal king had always been paying attention to the changes of the sea. After the news of using the Battle King Token appeared, the immortal king was puzzled, "What problem did Meng Xuan encounter? Did he need to use the Battle King Token to solve it?"

She was a bit worried as she thought of this. It had to be some sort of unsolvable matter. Otherwise, Meng Xuan wouldn't have used the Battle King's Token to solve it.

Immortal Night Tuo laughed, "Muyue, do you think that Meng Xuan is too arrogant?"

The Monster Carp and the Valley of Correspondence were also observing the scene in the sea of stars through the mirror.

"Boss seems to have a problem." The demon carp said.

As he looked at the War King Token, a profound look flashed across his eyes. He recalled something as well, "The War King Token … Long time no see."

In the Fallen Devil Abyss, code name Zhao followed behind Meng Xuan, walking towards the War King's Tomb. Previously, he had done his best to delay the sparrow slave because he wanted to get a closer look at the Battle-King's tomb. Back then, Wei Lizi had only broken into it once and approached the War King's Tomb. When he saw the War King's Tomb from a distance, he had comprehended the technique of Heavenly Tomb.

Code name Zhao had been eyeing this place covetously for a long time, but this was the territory of the Tomb Guardians. Moreover, only a few special places were able to observe the profound mysteries within. These few special places were all controlled by the tomb guardian beast, so code name Zhao had never had the chance to do so.

The patriarch had brought his code name, Zhao, to one of the divine pillars. This was one of the special areas. From here, one could see the entire grave, it was extremely mysterious. Codename Zhao was immersed in the process of comprehending the Dao, while Meng Xuan was in the midst of a discussion with the elder.

"Ancestor Pang Shan, what do you think about the splitting of the primordial spirit?" Meng Xuan sat at a stone table, his right hand lightly tapping on the table. The split of the primordial spirit was something that could only be understood and not spoken of. Meng Xuan was able to easily split his primordial spirit. One reason was because of the Universe Crystal, which allowed him to tightly connect his primordial spirit that had been split apart. Secondly, he had a feeling that this might be his innate divine ability.

One of the Immortals had once roared, asking whether Three Zang was a member of the Nether Clan. This was because only the clan's innate abilities could allow it to split one's primordial spirit without being damaged.

The old ancestor had already transformed into an old man. Exhaustion could be seen between his brows; it was obvious that every appearance he made would consume a massive amount of his divine power. He thought for a moment and then said, "Normal people can't do it. This is different from a clone. The avatar was not a split of the primordial spirit, rather, it was the birth of an independent consciousness. The doppelganger could devour the main body, and the doppelganger and the main body could not share memories. Once the clone surpasses the original body's cultivation level, it will cause trouble. "

"But I don't think your spell will work. The primordial spirit will split apart and they will be connected. In addition, when ordinary people split up their clones, their cultivation would drop greatly, and even their origin soul would be weakened. If you don't know how to use it, not only will it not affect your cultivation, it will also increase. " The old ancestor said.

Meng Xuan nodded his head, "That's right. That's true. To tell you the truth, I have separated four clones so far. "I'm now a clone!"

A look of shock appeared in the old ancestor's eyes. Before he could ask for more details, Meng Xuan threw out another bomb.

"The first clone is in charge of the First Universe, Immortal King cultivation. His second doppelganger was in charge of overseeing the entire Star Domain, monitoring the Revolving Qi Vortex, the cultivation of an Immortal King. The third clone is me, and you've already seen the fourth clone.

"The Primal Demon Ant has already transformed into your doppelgänger. I can already guess who your true body is …"

"The one who killed Lin Gao …" Meng Xuan said with a smile.

The old ancestor suddenly stood up, his face full of shock. The fact that three tombs had killed their way to the highest point in the world had shocked him as well. With a single glance, he could tell that Three Burial possessed absolute rationality. Moreover, it was formed from an Emperor Corpse, but it was filled with immortal qi. After thinking for a while, he let out a sigh. "A young person's abilities must be respected. The extremes of nature must be reversed. The original body is the Ancestor Emperor's corpse, but the celestial spiritual energy is monstrous. It's a miracle."

Meng Xuan thought for a while. "The splitting of the primordial spirit is actually a very simple matter. The dao gave birth to one, the life to two, the life to three, and the lives of three." In fact, if you imagine your own primordial spirit into a Dao, and your primordial spirit is able to give birth to a Dao, and then to all living things, will you be able to separate them easily? "

The old ancestor's eyes lit up as he felt a light flash through his mind. "Continue."

"The primordial spirit is the foundation and source of a living being. You can imagine the primordial spirit as a river, the body as a river. The Primordial Spirit was like a surging river, passing by a low-lying area and allowing nature to take its course, it separated the tributaries. Is the tributary independent? "

"Is the tributary linked to the mainstream again? If the tributary was broken, would it have any effect on the mainstream? Yes, but can it affect the fundamentals of the mainstream? "No."

"This is my understanding of the soul separation technique. It can be understood as a natural process."

Let nature take its course …

The old ancestor pondered for a moment before his eyes lit up, "You mean … Follow the feeling of the primordial spirit? When the strength of the primordial spirit reaches a certain point, if the body is unable to hold any more, will it naturally give rise to a branch? "

"Yes, that's it." Meng Xuan nodded.

The eyes of the old man grew brighter and brighter. "Alright, I have a plan. I will go into seclusion first." This is your command medallion. With it in your hand, you can enter and exit the Battle-King's Tomb. This bone has an understanding of self law recorded on it. "

There couldn't be a second person cultivating the self-cultivation method, otherwise it would become an inheritance method. This bone contained some suggestions, such as the innate ability of the demonic ant, using its body as a furnace to nourish the world's scriptures.

He took a deep breath and decided to study the War King's Tomb. Fighting six paths in three days would surely be very difficult. If one comprehended the self cultivation method, their winning rate would also increase.

He walked around the War King's Tomb. The grave was very small and not luxurious. In the mortal world, it was very unremarkable. However, such an insignificant burial ground was the crown of the Battle King's clothing.

This was Meng Xuan's first time seeing the Battle-King's tomb at close range, and at first glance, his face revealed his true appearance. It was truly terrifying, possessing the power of the universe. There were all sorts of densely packed lines on it. Every single one of the lines was in harmony with the great Dao, extending into the endless void. As soon as his Divine Sense approached, he could feel a ferocious aura.

He closed his eyes and many illusions appeared in his mind.

A huge palm split apart the heaven and earth. Battle energy overflowed into the heavens as it smashed towards him.1

He abruptly opened his eyes and staggered a few steps back. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his entire body was drenched in cold sweat. This was only the Battle King's tomb, how terrifying would the tomb be if it really buried his corpse?

No one knew where his real grave was, not even the patriarch. The old age of the Battle-King had used up all of his lifespan. When his primordial spirit was exhausted, he would not even have a chance to reincarnate. The more powerful a person was, the more time would be needed for reincarnation or for awakening through the Prophecy. At the level of a Battle-King, it would be impossible for this era to awaken. It was even impossible for someone similar to a Battle-King to appear in the next three to five eras.

"The Battle-King was just an ordinary old man in his later years. It's such a pity that his formidable character has come to an end." Codename Zhao said softly as he opened his eyes and saw Meng Xuan nearing him.

Meng Xuan nodded his head before walking in another direction to look at the War King's Tomb.

His pupils turned golden, and a starry sky appeared above his head. It was the Ten Thousand Eye Star Diagram Array, and as for the golden pupils, they were the Eye of God. He looked at the War King's Tomb in two ways.

The small grave began to glow in his eyes. He saw countless fragments of images within it. It seemed to be the Battle King's entire life. In front of the grave was a nameless tablet. The patterns on it were also very magical.

Inside the grave, he saw a coffin, upon which was carved a dragon and a phoenix. Within the coffin, he saw a set of armor. There was still blood on it, and its murderous aura rose to the heavens.

Battle King's armor!

This was the armor that the Great Wisdom King wanted to take away, but he did not succeed.

In Meng Xuan's line of sight, the image of the river of time appeared on the armor. One of these scenes was the image of the Battle-King desperately killing a True Dragon. The Battle-King did not even use any divine abilities. It was just a simple technique that could shatter a True Dragon with a single pull.

Self-discipline!

At this time, the Battle-King was in the Heavenly God Realm, but he was already invincible within the same realm. To be able to master the 'Self Law' at the Empyrean God level … this level of power was simply too terrifying!

The second scene began. The King of War had reached his middle age, and was in his thirties or forties fighting a monster ape. The demon ape's entire body was a golden color. It carried a set of Divine Needle iron, a Fiery Eyes of Truth, and a purple-gold crown with phoenix wings on its skin!

War God King!

One of the nine great ancient creatures!

The War God had also comprehended his own technique. The Immovable Sea Divine Needle pierced through the heavens, and his own technique was the Seventy-Two Transformations. It was extremely terrifying. Meanwhile, the Battle King's self-technique had already leveled up. It involved the entire universe, and his sleeves suddenly spread out as they rapidly enlarged. With a wave of his sleeve, the War God king was sucked into his sleeve.

Sleeve Dimension!

The third act appeared. It was the bone that the Battle King was holding in his hand. It was sitting cross-legged on the ground, completely destroying all of the divine abilities in its body as it went all out to level up its cultivation method.

If it didn't break, it couldn't be built. If it broke, then it would build.

Meng Xuan quickly sat down cross-legged, looked at the bone in his hand, and closed his eyes.

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