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Chapter 592: Cutting the Curtain(1/2)

When the dust cleared and Patriarch Murong was bleeding, Wang Changan's methods were extremely difficult to deal with.

The power of the Six Paths imprisoned his blood, and even for an instant, Wang Changan shattered the entire space, causing time to pass ten thousand times.

He lost the initiative and his invincible magical power destroyed everything.

Even in the Immortal Realm, where his true body was said to be immortal, he was still severely injured by Wang Changan.

Wang Changan also had a sword mark on his body. The sword energy tore his flesh and blood, and blood flowed out.

Divine light surges, life and death are reversed.

The sword scars are healing quickly.

"How is that possible?"

Ancestor Murong couldn't believe that he was actually defeated. An immortal talisman penetrated his flesh and blood and exploded in his body.

What's even more terrifying is that his health is being continuously reduced.

The power of death permeated the whole body, and black veins covered the whole body, like tree roots, piercing into the flesh and blood.

A roll of divine light filled the sky, and the dark divine wheel turned into a divine spear and pierced him.

Half a day later, Wang Changan was on the road again, and the Murong family exploded.

The soul tablet of an ancestor of the Murong family was shattered, which shocked the disciples guarding the soul palace.

"Who killed him? Wang Changan?"

A clan elder asked, and the whole clan trembled.

The death of a powerful person in the immortal realm means that the family's heritage has been lost.

"If we can't deal with him, can't we destroy his clan?"

An elder of the clan said angrily, "Can the Immortal Taoism really be allowed to be provoked by others?"

"Wang Changan and his troops are in charge of Cangzhou, which is where the Gu Yue Dynasty is. Second brother, do you want to start a holy war?"

"Is that the end of it?"

"The nine immortal Taoist systems are divided into nine realms and do not interfere with each other. This is an iron law. Besides, is there no one left in our clan?"



Emperor Murong's face was gloomy, Wang Changan had indeed become a serious problem.

Even if he takes action now, he still can't defeat Wang Changan. In terms of cultivation, Wang Changan is already ahead of his generation.

The Ancient Moon Emperor City hangs in mid-air, surrounded by countless floating islands and fairy lands, like stars in the sky.

Who can imagine the shock of a vast ancient city with a population of hundreds of millions standing in mid-air.

Wang Changan leisurely walked into this prosperous ancient capital. As the foundation of the Ancient Moon Dynasty, the Ancient Moon Emperor City held a decisive position.

If this city is captured, it will also mean the demise of the Gu Yue Dynasty.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty, please invite me."

Not long after Wang Changan entered the city, someone found Wang Changan.

The Gu Yue Dynasty's control over the Imperial City is evident. Here, any eyes and ears will be controlled by the Gu Yue Dynasty.

The Gu Yue Palace is located in the center of the ancient city, guarded by countless powerful men.

Wang Changan was led into the palace gate, and his spiritual consciousness was scanned one after another, and he was released only after making sure that everything was safe.

Lingquan Xianzhi can be seen everywhere, spiritual mountains are erupting with glowing clouds, surrounded by spiritual energy, and auspicious beasts and cranes are flying.

The spiritual energy is as dense as the mist on the avenue, hazy, with mountains, rocks, waterside pavilions, strange rocks and strange scenery intertwined, overflowing with light, and even covered by large formations.

The avenue roars, thousands of essences fall between the mountains, and the sun and the moon illuminate the immeasurable holy mountains.

Here, it is no different from the dragon's pond or the tiger's den.

There is a terrifying aura lurking, like a giant hidden in the darkness.

Wang Changan was secretly surprised. As expected of the Immortal Taoist clan, his clan was so powerful.

Warriors can be seen everywhere, all with strong blood and terrifying cultivation.

"What has Your Highness been doing recently?"

Wang Changan asked casually.

"Back to Your Majesty, the past few days have coincided with a gathering of heroes from the dynasty, and His Highness has been busy greeting the heroes of the dynasty."

"A meeting of heroes?"

"Yes, the meeting of heroes is held every five years, and all heroes in the imperial city can participate."

"Is there any threshold?"

"Yes, they are all the most outstanding people."

When the palace door opened, the huge square was filled with geniuses.

Some were drinking and reciting lyrics, and some were talking about martial arts. They seemed extremely harmonious.

Huangfu Jiusheng was sitting in the main seat. When he saw Wang Changan coming, he quickly got up and walked towards Wang Changan.

"Brother Wang, are you finally here?"

Everyone came to pay attention, Yin Wudi, Wang Dazhuang and others were eating and drinking.

"Your Highness."

"Once Brother Wang comes, this group of heroes will truly deserve their reputation! Come."

Huangfu Jiusheng took Wang Changan's hand and wanted to give the chair to Wang Changan, but Wang Changan quickly refused.

"Who is this person? His Highness values ​​him so much?"

One of the wizards said, others nodded, and Huangfu Jiusheng smiled broadly.

"Your Highness treats you like this. Could it be that he is a descendant of some ancient Taoist tradition?"

"Most likely!"

Wang Changan finally sat next to Huangfu Jiusheng, and Wang Changan looked around.

Yin Wudi, Bai Jing and others were talking to themselves about something.

"Your Highness, who is this Taoist brother? Why don't you introduce him to everyone?"

"That's right, Your Highness is in a gathering of heroes today, and the world's most eminent people are talking about this."

"Speaking of which, I am no stranger to you. This is Wang Chang'an, a guest of the Gu Yue Dynasty."

"Wang Changan, he is the Supreme King."

"Exactly."

"I am ignorant of Mount Tai. I have offended Brother Wang."

"Nothing."

All the prodigies in the group of heroes looked at him sideways. This was really Wang Changan who was sweeping the world. His record was frightening.

"Hey, this is my first time seeing Wang Zhizun."

"Me too. It's not so easy to meet people like Wang Zhizun."

"When I saw her today, she was really beautiful and beautiful."



"Everyone, I got an ancient scripture from me a few days ago. I would like to discuss Taoism with you. Is there any Taoist brother who is willing to give me some advice?"

A wizard stood up and said, and someone quickly responded.

"Why, Brother Wang is interested. I heard that you defeated Nangong Wentian in Taoism and took away the Ten Thousand Daoyuan Qi Roots from him."

"This is not an ordinary thing. The Nanhuang Family takes it more seriously than anything else."

Huangfu Jiu Sheng smiled.

"It's just a fluke that I have learned so few scriptures that I can't even put them on the stage."

"Well, how about I have a discussion with Brother Wang?"

Huangfu Jiusheng handed Wang Changan a golden scroll. When Wang Changan unfolded it, a beam of divine light shot directly into his forehead.

Suddenly the profound meaning of the scriptures emerged in my mind, and each rune bloomed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The scriptures given by Huangfu Jiusheng were extremely extraordinary. Regarding the secret of the soul, Wang Changan was secretly surprised after reading it.

"Stone grinding."

Such a simple name is so remarkable, it can turn one's own soul into two pieces of millstone, constantly grinding them together to temper the soul.

"Created by the Great Emperor?"

Wang Changan saw the extraordinary nature of the scriptures. Perhaps this chapter was only the beginning and not complete.
To be continued...
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