Wen Haishan was furious, his pupils flashed with brilliant golden light, and his eyes looked like they were made of gold.

The power of the metal element permeated the air, and a terrifying murderous aura swept through the entire hall like a violent storm.

All the palace officers and servants trembled all over, lowered their heads, and felt as if their skin was pierced by millions of steel needles, the pain was unbearable!

Seeing Wen Haishan's anger, Xiao Zhenbei quickly shut up and stopped talking!

"Humph!"

After giving Xiao Zhenbei and Wen Wanrong a cold look, Wen Haishan retracted his divine light and left angrily with the black-robed old man.

He had left home when he was young, leaving behind Wen Wanrong and her daughter, and felt guilty about it. After recognizing Wen Wanrong, he loved her very much.

But the husband Wen Wanrong found and her attitude towards Xiao Chen made him have no good feelings towards this daughter.

"Chen'er is a genius, as brilliant as a dragon, how could he have such bastard parents?" After leaving the hall and walking in the courtyard, Wen Haishan was still indignant.

The old man in black robe was speechless, thinking that they were Wen Haishan’s daughter and son-in-law, how did he know?

"Master Quan, what do you think about the upcoming revival of spiritual energy? Will Chen'er's prediction come true?" Wen Haishan calmed down and looked at the old man in black robe.

"It's possible, but not very likely!" said Quan Lao after a moment of silence.

It’s not that he doesn’t believe Xiao Chen, but the revival of spiritual energy is too illusory!

After endless years, only a few words of legend are left.

Even his master, the Tyrant Fist King, said that the credibility of the spiritual energy revival was not high, only 10% at most.

"But Chen'er has a saint behind him!" Wen Haishan said.

"In ancient times, saints had not yet perished, and few people predicted that spiritual energy would revive in the future. Perhaps it was a secret that could not be revealed, but nothing is known. I still tend to believe that the eldest son has miscalculated this time!" said the old man.

The revival of spiritual energy involves the heaven and earth, and the secrets are infinite. Even saints may not be able to get a glimpse of it.

The most important thing is, once the spiritual energy is exhausted, how to regenerate it?

In the eyes of most people, if the chicken is gone, there will naturally be no eggs!

The principle of spiritual energy revival is a secret hidden in heaven and earth. Even with a high level of cultivation like Quan Lao and Wen Haishan, there is still fog in front of them, but they can get a glimpse of the whole picture!

In a blink of an eye, night fell.

In the sky, the cold moon hangs high, casting its clear light on the world.

Outside the city, there was no one.

There was only a young man in white clothes, holding a pot of wine, with two white jade wine glasses floating in front of him, standing alone in silence.

Bathed in moonlight, Xiao Chen looked like an immortal, otherworldly and handsome.

He looked up at the sky, and through the soft moonlight, he looked at the place where the Snake Ancestor disappeared today. His eyes were full of sadness, and he remained silent for a long time.

"Snake Ancestor, I offer you a toast. I cannot thank you enough for saving my life. If I ever become a god, I will defy the cycle of reincarnation and rescue you and all my lost teachers, brothers, and mentors!"

Under the moonlight, Xiao Chen raised his glass to the sky, his words filled with sorrow and unwillingness.

Since he traveled through time, too many of his teachers and close friends have died.

Qiu Wantian, Lin Jiansan, Monkey, Brother Ba, Dong Wenjian and more!

He was powerless and could only watch.

At this moment, he hated himself for not having supreme power, and for not being able to break the cause and effect, defy the rules, and save the life of the person he respected and loved!

Even though he is now a peerless master, he can walk on the moon and chase stars, travel through the sky, and has the power to destroy the world with just a gesture.

But in the face of cause and effect and the laws of nature, it is still as weak as an ant!

Man's fate is destined by God.

But he didn't want to accept the fate assigned to him by God like a puppet.

He wants to become strong, so strong that one day, all laws will not affect him, and wherever he is, he will create a world of his own, no longer bound by cause and effect. He wants to become so strong that all gods and demons in the sky will have to bow their heads when they see him!

He was unwilling to give in.

I won't be willing to be a pawn of fate!

If someone has to make the rules, that person should only be him!

It’s a pity that he is still too weak now.

He couldn't do what he wanted to do.

Under the cold moonlight, my heart is filled with sorrow.

Xiao Chen kept filling the glass in front of him with silver-white wine and drank it down one cup after another.

Without using his vital energy to protect his body, Xiao Chen's face soon turned red and he reeked of alcohol.

"Snake Ancestor, I'm leaving first. I'll come and drink with you next time!" Xiao Chen toasted Snake Ancestor ten times in a row and ended up leaving with the wine jug, staggering away.

The Snake Ancestor left so completely that not even a piece of clothing was left behind.

Xiao Chen couldn't build a cenotaph, so he could only commemorate him in this way.

After Xiao Chen left, black light surged and the earth trembled.

The moonlight on the ground suddenly turned black and as sticky as ink.

A terrifying aura that could destroy heaven and earth filled the air, sweeping across all directions in an instant, as if an unparalleled figure was about to descend upon this place.

The next moment, an old man wearing bone armor appeared. The void within three feet around him was distorted, forming a world of its own. The cause and effect of heaven and earth, and the invincible laws all had to retreat and could not get close to him.

The old man looked solemn. He stood where Xiao Chen had just been drinking. He stood there silently for a long time without saying a word.

Where the old man stood, there was a yin energy surrounding him, and terrifying green ghost fires were jumping around, which was very scary!

The old man is domineering and overbearing, like a king who looks down upon the ages!

But there was a hint of hesitation between his eyebrows.

"The soul is back!"

After dozens of breaths, the old man sighed softly and stretched out his hand to grab at the void. The terrifying ghost fire around his body instantly condensed into a green claw and grabbed towards the sky.

Strands of broken souls mixed with the starlight in the sky quickly gathered in front of the old man, piecing together the appearance of a gray-haired old man.

The gray-haired old man was initially bewildered, not knowing what was happening. However, upon seeing the old man in bone armor before him, his pupils suddenly trembled, and he exclaimed with immense excitement, "Lord Yan, you... are here!"

Just five words and the gray-haired old man's eyes filled with tears!

Liu Sanji glanced at Snake Ancestor with a complicated expression and whispered, "It's not easy for you to practice, why bother?"

"He is the one you have your eyes on. Dying for him is a worthy death for Xiao Huihui!" The Snake Ancestor's soul was illusory, floating in the void, and he whispered.

"Do you know that you betrayed the underworld back then and you will not be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation after death? Even if you are a god, after a few years, you will turn into nothingness and disappear between heaven and earth!" Liu Sanji stared at the Snake Ancestor with his eyes, and a faint ghost fire flickered in his eyes.

"Little Huihui is ungrateful and betrayed King Yan, so he deserves this retribution!" said the Snake Ancestor.

"Originally, you betrayed the underworld, and I could never forgive you. But you saved the young master and did me a favor. I must repay this favor. From today on, you will stay by my side and be a little snake. Whether you can recover your cultivation in the future depends entirely on your own luck. I will not help you. Are you willing?" Liu Sanji said.

"Yes, Xiao Huihui is willing!" The Snake Ancestor was extremely excited. He was originally a dead person, and now he could return to the side of King Yan, which was a great surprise.

As for cultivation, it doesn’t matter!

Liu Sanji nodded, snapped his fingers, and a ghost fire flew out from between his fingers, burning the soul of the Snake Ancestor.

Not only did the Snake Ancestor not show any pain, but he felt warm all over and felt comfortable.

Liu Sanji was using the supreme secret method to condense the soul of the Snake Ancestor and reshape his body.

Of course, the price is that all of Snake Ancestor’s cultivation will be lost!

It would take at least hundreds of thousands of years to be deified again.

Or maybe, hundreds of years later, he will die of old age!

In a blink of an eye, the soul of the Snake Ancestor transformed into a small gray snake the size of a palm, wrapping around Liu Sanji's wrist!

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