Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Originally, he just wanted to know how to control an emperor-level magic weapon, but by mistake, Zhang Yifeng was involved in the fight between two powerful gods.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu, just by hearing his name, doesn't seem like an ordinary god. I'm afraid he is at the top level even in the mountains and seas.

In this struggle between such powerful beings, let alone being able to rival the Emperor now, even if I really achieved the Emperor level, what would that do?

"Fortunately, this is not the First Mountain and Sea, but the Ninth Mountain and Sea."

Zhang Yifeng murmured, in this case, even if the God of Fire from the Fire-Swallowing Kingdom wanted to cause trouble for Zhang Yifeng, it would be useless.

"In the Chaos Realm, the Fire Devouring Divine Nation was destroyed more than 400 years ago, not long after the Chaos Flood dissipated. Even if this guy has his own clansmen, I'm afraid the Fire Devouring Divine Nation will not be able to survive. There is no need to worry."

As if she saw Zhang Yifeng's worry, Xuan Qingxuan spoke softly, suppressing the grief and anger in her heart.

Compared to the entire Beiwu Ao tribe, what would the lives of a few Saint Realm masters mean? Not to mention her brother, even if she died, as long as it would not affect the tribe and the Zhenwu Emperor of Yishanhai, that would be enough.

"That's fine. Even if they become powerful, what can they do? I don't care about them."

Zhang Yifeng smiled calmly, not taking it seriously.

This Fen Hou has already reached the great perfection of the holy realm. Even if a group of clansmen have gathered in the Fire-Swallowing Divine Kingdom, Fen Hou should be the strongest among them. Otherwise, the Fire-Swallowing Divine Kingdom would have re-established the imperial clan long ago. Why would it hide like this?

The strongest cultivators all died at the hands of Zhang Yifeng. The remaining ones would not pose any threat to Zhang Yifeng.

"After returning to Guixu, I will ask the old ancestor for instructions, and then I will tell the Great Emperor Zhenwu about this matter."

A trace of worry flashed across Xuan Qingxuan's face, and Zhang Yifeng was slightly surprised: "Isn't this a good thing? Why do you look so sad?"

"If we can lead a mountain and sea and know where our Beiwu Ao clan is, there may be more than one Fire Devouring Divine Kingdom."

Zhang Yifeng asked: "So, can they still send someone here?"

Xuan Qingxuan replied: "Now the Eighth Mountain and Sea has collapsed, and the Chaos Flood has not receded. It is difficult for the cultivators from the other Nine Worlds of Mountains and Seas to enter here. However, this Chaos World is too weak. Other worlds as weak as ours, which have not entered the Nine Worlds of Mountains and Seas, are also qualified to enter here."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yifeng immediately understood what was going on.

These so-called celestial beings are not only in the nine realms of mountains and seas, but are spread throughout the entire universe. The struggle between gods is not just the battle that took place in the first mountain and sea as Zhang Yifeng understood, but it extends to the infinitesimal world related to the nine realms of mountains and seas.

If the Beiwu Ao Clan wants to connect to the First Mountain and Sea to inform the Great Zhenwu of this news, other celestial beings will spy on the location of the Beiwu Ao Clan. If they enter here through the chaotic torrent from other small worlds, even if it is only a small emperor realm, it will not be something the Beiwu Ao Clan can withstand now.

"It seems that even if it becomes the Nine Realms of Mountains and Seas, it is not stable."

"How can we talk about peace? If we ask the masters of these small worlds, I'm afraid none of them would be willing to merge with others' bodies and become their will, but still be an inferior ninth mountain and sea."

As the two were talking, the three-fold fan had already crossed the boundless sea and arrived at the Guixu Sea.

When he went there, Zhang Yifeng held Xuan Qingxuan's life bead in his hand and moved forward while searching, so his speed was naturally much slower. But when he came back, he didn't have to think so much. Even though the boundless sea was vast, the speed of the three-fold fan was not exaggerated.

Diving into the deep sea of ​​Guixu, Xuan Ziding sensed the breath of the two and immediately came to greet them, but when he saw only Xuan Qingxuan's figure, coupled with the miserable expression on Xuan Qingxuan's face and the horrific burns all over his body, Xuan Ziding immediately understood what was going on and let out a painful roar.

That sad emotion once again infected Xuan Qingxuan. This woman who seemed heartless and desireless, and who stood in front of the entire Beiwuao clan and took on everything, could no longer hold on at this moment, and tears kept flowing.

"Who did it?"

"The Fire Devouring Kingdom."

"One day in the future, I will definitely step onto the First Mountain and Sea, take off the head of the Flame God, and avenge Uncle Qingteng and Aunt Qingting!"

After a while, Xuan Ziding forced himself to remain calm, with a look of determination in his eyes.

At one side, Zhang Yifeng looked at Xuan Ziding's expression and nodded secretly. This boy was originally unruly, but now this catastrophe has made Xuan Ziding see his true heart clearly and know which way to go. The road leading to the First Mountain and Sea is too long, and no one knows whether Xuan Ziding can do it. But nothing is difficult for those who are determined.

Who could know that Xuan Zi would definitely not be able to do it?

Zhang Yifeng calmed the two of them down. Xuan Qingxuan took the lead in tidying up her appearance. In front of outsiders, she could not lose the demeanor of a clan leader, even though Zhang Yifeng had already seen her at her most delicate.

After a long while, Xuan Ziding bowed his head towards Zhang Yifeng and saluted. The once arrogant Xuan Ziding was restrained at this moment, like a sword returning to its sheath: "Thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist. If it weren't for your help, I'm afraid Aunt Qingxuan would..."

"It's okay, it's just a small matter. Your Beiwuao tribe has helped me more than once, but I can't just stand by and watch you die."

Suppressing the grief and anger in his heart, Xuan Zidingjunlang's young man showed surprise on his face: "More than once?"

At this time, Xuan Qingxuan coughed lightly and said, "Go ask Emperor Xuan for instructions. I want to ask for divine guidance."

After he finished speaking, Xuan Ziding stopped hesitating and asked Emperor Xuan for permission. In the past, only the powerful saints of the Beiwuao tribe could do such a thing. But now that Xuan Qingxuan asked him to do it, he was regarded as the backbone of the Beiwuao tribe.

Xuan Ziding wiped away the tears from his eyes, and in a flash, he headed towards Guixu Abyss. In front of him, Xuan Qingxuan looked at Zhang Yifeng and said, "Are you really not afraid of your secret being made public?"

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone, as if he was blaming Zhang Yifeng for almost letting the cat out of the bag again.

"So what? Aren't all the imperial family members demons and celestial beings? Even if I am a demon, what can I do?"

"You have a point."

In the past, Zhang Yifeng had just established himself in this world and had no foundation. His cultivation had just entered the realm of Immortal Venerable. Now, he has reached the great perfection of Immortal Venerable, and has the support of the Demon-Slaying Sect and the help of the Beiwu Ao Clan. Even if he tells the world that he is a demon, what can it do?

What's more, this demonic body is just the result of his martial arts skills, which does not mean that Zhang Yifeng is a spy of the demon clan.

After a while, an incomparable sense of compassion emanated from the abyss of Guixu, covering tens of thousands of miles of sea water.

At Zhang Yifeng's waist, Tong Ye said with a click of the tongue: "That old turtle is probably dying."