Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng did not deny what Tong Ye said.

He had dived into the abyss twice, but less than a year had passed between them. However, the aura of Emperor Xuan had become much weaker.

Now that he knew that the Beiwu Ao tribe had suffered such a disaster and would have a hard time surviving in this chaotic world in the future, Emperor Xuan must be naturally saddened.

If there is no worry in your heart, you will naturally feel more joy. If there is sadness in your heart, you will naturally feel depressed.

Emperor Xuan had lived between heaven and earth for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, and he had naturally abandoned the ordinary joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness long ago. But now in his twilight years, he had passed away at some point, and it seemed that even Emperor Xuan's temperament had changed.

"Pass on this emperor's order, connect the heavenly road, and ask for divine guidance."

A deep and steady voice came from the abyss of Guixu, and instantly spread throughout the boundless sea. Seventy percent of the places in the entire chaotic world could hear it clearly.

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"God's will? What happened to the Beiwuao tribe?"

In a dark palace, Empress Ningye looked towards the boundless sea with a strange look in her beautiful eyes.

This magnificent palace has been in darkness for thousands of years, and there has never been a moment of daylight. The starlight and moonlight fall on the pavilions and towers like a layer of gauze. Behind the empress, the night turns into a long skirt swaying behind her. This place is the home court of Empress Ningye, but even so, she felt absolute pain from the cry of Emperor Xuan.

"No one in this chaotic world can resolve the blood curse. Even if we ask for divine guidance, it will probably be useless."

After a long time, Empress Ningye shook her head. A young man peeked over at the side. Wasn't it Ye Xingchen?

"Who shouted just now?"

"Who asked you to come here? Why don't you go back to the forbidden land and practice? Look at your performance in the Falling Bone Holy Land. You really embarrassed me!"

Empress Ningye shouted loudly, and Ye Xingchen shrank his neck with a bitter look on his face.

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"That old immortal thing is actually still alive! Can asking for divine guidance solve the blood curse in their tribe?"

In the Wind and Thunder Holy Land, a trace of disdain appeared on the face of the Wind and Thunder Emperor.

Naturally, the world did not know that the Beiwu'ao clan had resolved the blood curse, and the Beiwu'ao clan would not spread the news widely.

How would Emperor Fengleiyu feel if he knew that the Beiwuao tribe not only solved the blood curse, but also the person who solved it was Zhang Yifeng, the one who killed his son?

"Father, we have obtained what we need from the Fallen Bone Holy Land. I don't know when..."

In this secret place, Ling Jiutian looked at Feng Lei Yu Emperor with burning eyes, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

"Hmph, no hurry. This old man is asking for divine guidance. I'm afraid this world will attract the attention of the First Mountain and Sea again. It won't be too late to take action after the storm has passed. We have waited for thousands of years. Is there still a little time left?"

There was a look of confidence on the face of Emperor Fengleiyu, and his plan was to take over the entire Chaos Realm.

"Before that, that kid has to pay the price with blood!"

As he said this, the figure of Zhang Yifeng appeared in Fenglei Yudi's mind, and he was immediately filled with resentment.

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"Emperor Xuan, has he already reached such a state of fading age?"

In the Demon Slaying Sect, inside the Chaos Tower.

The three powerful emperors also heard the mournful cry of Emperor Xuan. Emperor Bai opened his eyes slightly, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Five hundred years was just a blink of an eye for Emperor Xuan, but the blood curse was actually affecting him. Even though the old turtle had been sleeping for a thousand years, the blood curse was constantly draining his energy inside his body.

After a long while, the old man with three strands of beard, a thin and sallow face, and a sickly and thin appearance beside the White Emperor shook his head and said, "This matter has nothing to do with the Chaos Tribulation. Don't be distracted."

"Chongyang, this is wrong. The Beiwu Ao clan is one of the few imperial clans in the Chaos Realm that can seek divine revelation. I'm afraid there are still things hidden behind this that you and I don't know."

Immortal Emperor Chongyang shook his head once again, seeming not to care, while the Immortal Emperor who spoke, whose honorific title was Daocheng, slowly stood up.

"I'll go to Guixu Sea to see what happened to this old turtle."

"The Chaos Tower's seal has weakened in recent years. The White Emperor has just returned, and you are leaving again?"

Immortal Emperor Chongyang raised his eyes and looked at Immortal Emperor Daocheng. Although his words were questioning and a little obstructive, his expression was extremely calm.

Hearing this, Daocheng Immortal Emperor grinned. His dark face matched with the sloppy Taoist robe. He looked unkempt and out of place. How could he look like an Immortal Emperor at all?

"We are just going to Guixu to have a look. We are not going to any messy place. It won't take too long. Brother, just wait and see."

As he spoke, Daocheng Immortal Emperor glanced at the Chaos Tower.

The entire Chaos Tower is very different from the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower and the Demon Slaying Tower. The Chaos Tower is extremely tall, but inside the tower, it is empty, and there is not even any floor.

The tower is engraved with murals of ancient mythology such as the battle between three thousand chaotic gods and demons, the creation of the world by Pangu, the creation of man by Nuwa, the creation of the sky by Shennong, the creation of characters by Cangjie, etc., covering the entire tower.

Each of these murals occupied a large area inside the tower. Chains extended from these murals, pulling and blocking the nine light balls inside the Chaos Tower.

Some light balls only need one chain to suppress them, while some light balls need seven or eight chains. They are different, but without exception, through the light ball, one can feel the endless murderous intent and anger surging in it.

They were none other than the Demon Emperors and Monster Emperors.

These Demon Emperors and Monster Emperors have been imprisoned in this ball of light for more than hundreds of years?

The speed of time flowing inside and outside the Chaos Tower is different. To them, it seems that tens of millions of years have passed. The chains are tempering their souls and bodies, trying to turn them into something usable. It is this action that makes the murderous intent and anger in the light ball even overshadow the demonic and evil spirits that are enough to cover the sky and the sun.

In a ball of light sealed by seven chains, a figure slowly emerged from the slightly transparent ball of light. The figure looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with waist-length hair. He looked too handsome to be a human, and it was even difficult to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

The figure had a sneer on his face as he looked at the Daocheng and Chongyang Immortal Emperors and said, "Go ahead. If you go, I will leave this place. When you come back, I will let you see the corpses piled up like mountains and the blood flowing like rivers."

"Noisy."

Daocheng Immortal Emperor snapped his fingers, and a ray of golden light shot out from his fingertips, hitting the ball of light and transforming into mysterious runes, enveloping it with a looming chaotic power. For a moment, the figure seemed to be under a great threat and quickly retreated and disappeared, but bursts of creepy sneers were heard.

"Well, go ahead. The Beiwu Ao tribe has done a favor to our Demon Slayer Sect, so go and comfort them. Go quickly and come back soon."

Looking at the Chaos Tower in front of him, Immortal Emperor Chongyang said slowly.