Feng Liu looked at the wooden box in his hand, thought for a moment, turned his right hand and the martial soul of Donghuang Zhong automatically emerged.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a surge of soul power bursting out from all around me at the same time.

The mahogany box began to circle continuously, and the copper lock on it opened automatically the moment the Donghuang Bell appeared.

Click...

The Unknown Emperor was stunned for a moment and said slowly: "It seems that Miss Xiaoxiao is reserved specifically for you. No one can turn it on except you."

The bronze lock intelligence is opened by the Donghuang Zhong Wuhun!

"Prince of the State, open it and take a look."

Feng Liu nodded, but his right hand trembled involuntarily.

After stabilizing his mentality, he slowly raised his hand to open the wooden box.

With a 'crunch' sound, a vicissitudes of ancient times suddenly came to my face.

"This is……"

Feng Liu was a little surprised. There was only a jade bracelet in the wooden box, and there was also a Feng Painting Scroll.

The jade bracelet is very simple, and I can't tell how many years it has, and I don't know what material it is made of.

The scroll expands and automatically appears in the sky.

There was only one figure on the dark yellow scroll, wearing light golden armor.

The darkness was dispersed, and the cold eyes were staring into the distance, as if they were thinking about something.

"What is this painting?"

The nameless emperor was a little surprised and said in surprise: "Can this be the portrait of Donghuang?"

If you look closely, you can actually realize that the person in this painting looks almost exactly the same as Feng Liu!

Especially behind him, there was a golden cauldron that burst out with rich colorful light.

A strange halo formed directly above his head, with a proud aura that looked down on the world!

Donghuang!

Endless years ago, the strongest man of the ancient gods, Donghuang!

Feng Liu's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and he always felt that the Donghuang in the scroll seemed to be resurrected at any time.

Then, the bracelet exudes a faint luster.

The scroll unfolds, blending the luster into it.

The scenery in front of me changed instantly, as if I had passed through time and space, perfectly presented to me.

Under the huge banyan tree, only a lonely figure was seen sitting next to the cliff.

At the foot of the mountain, the gods and the demons are fighting.

The roar shook the sky, countless casualties and blood flowed into a river.

Donghuang had no expression on his face, just staring at the scene in front of him.

A moment later, a white fox slowly ran from afar.

Donghuang glanced at it without saying anything, but just kept his posture and stared into the distance.

"Little Fox, do you think the gods and the demons must kill you to the death?"

After saying that, Donghuang seemed to think of something, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I almost forgot that you have not really activated your wisdom."

"And, you are a creature from the Demon Clan."

"Wuwu?" The white fox raised his head, staring at him with bright eyes, looking puzzled.

The surroundings are constantly changing, and this time it is still here.

The leaves of the banyan tree have turned yellow and many leaves have fallen.

The original little fox has grown a lot. Donghuang stared at the starry sky in the distance and said slowly: "Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, but the Demon Clan has never given up. That big 6 has produced a new civilization, and they are not inferior to the Demon Clan or the Demon Clan."

"We should affirm the new civilization, rather than choose to destroy it."

"But among the gods..."

The white fox immediately snuggled in his arms and kept rubbing.

Donghuang glanced at her and smiled, "Well. Now I am just an abandoned son to the gods."

"I should also obey the laws of heaven early and do what I should do."

“Hmm?”

The white fox looked puzzled, but Donghuang was just silent and said nothing.

"In the future, I may not be able to accompany you anymore."

"Donghuang...brother..." The white fox suddenly spoke and shook his head hard, "I will wait for you!"

"No need to wait, you can't wait. Xiaoxiao, you should return to the Demon Clan. Remember, as long as you have good intentions, you can have a clear conscience whether it is the God Clan or the Demon Clan!"

Time seems to be speeding up at this moment. Spring and autumn come, and the banyan tree turns from green to yellow, and only the white fox has been curled up under the tree and waiting.

Finally, a message resounded through the vast starry sky.

"The Eastern Emperor of the Ancient God Clan fell bizarrely, and the God Clan did not leave in seclusion!"

The picture changes and appears in the dark palace.

The original white fox changed into a human form, which is the Xiaoxiao that Feng Liu saw!
Chapter completed!