Reshaping the Taichu Ancient Clan naturally requires a large number of manpower. Xuan Xiao has been running around in these years, and Xiao Ye's reputation has indeed attracted many people to seek refuge.
"A strong human being that I know?" Xiao Ye frowned slightly when he heard this.
After the outbreak of the Epoch Reincarnation, the Holy Lords and Holy Lords of the Dayan Ancient Clan returned from the land of gods one after another, and almost all the powerful human beings who had a good relationship with him were implicated.
Almost all of his remaining relatives and friends are by his side now.
"Holy Son, let me take you to see it." Xuan Xiao did not explain much, but led the way.
Xiao Ye had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't ask any more questions and followed Xuan Xiao to leave the Tailing plane.
"Where are you going, Master Zu Di?"
"Do I still need to report to you for the actions of the Ancestral Emperor? There are not many people in the human race who can threaten the Ancestral Emperor."
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The near-path holy patterns were subsequently restrained, causing all three thousand primary and intermediate holy paths to disappear. Many warriors on the Tailing plane withdrew from that state, feeling a little disappointed.
Relying on the power of the Holy Patterns of the Near Path, their understanding of the Holy Path can be said to be rapid and rapid.
However, the results obtained during this period are enough for them to digest.
At the same time, Xiao Ye and Xuan Xiao crossed the endless star field and crossed the great boundary in a single thought, which immediately caused a big shock.
You must know that, not to mention Xiao Ye's strength, his status alone is no less than that of any great sect leader. He is a true leader-level figure with endless brilliance, and his reputation is on par with the first-generation Saint Son level figure.
Nowadays, the rules of the Three Thousand Realms are being reshaped by the top and first-class races. The Holy Lords of all major races are lurking. Where does the Holy Son of the Beginning want to go?
"Um?"
"Looking at the direction in which the Holy Son of Heaven is heading, is he going to that place?"
On a platform that reaches the sky, the Taotie Holy Lord, with disheveled hair, resembling a lion, and a body covered with red glow, sat cross-legged. After receiving the message from the sound-transmitting golden bead, his complexion suddenly changed.
"That's all."
"So what if I go? I am no longer a match for the Holy Son of the Beginning."
His expression changed for several moments, and Holy Lord Taotie finally sighed helplessly.
His strength is extremely terrifying, and he even ranked first among the Human Race Holy Lords in terms of contribution value back then. However, facing a figure like Xiao Ye, he could only stop.
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If a powerful person of the Holy Lord level in the Three Thousand Worlds has been in retreat for more than 100,000 years, due to the constant permeation of the Holy Path, the place of retreat will undergo some kind of change and turn into an auspicious place, also known as a 'dojo'
, it is a kind of treasure land.
Looking at the Three Thousand Realms, places like dojos are rare, and most of them have lost their sacred charm with the passage of time.
But among the human race, there is a dojo that everyone knows, called the 'Xuanhuang Dojo'. It is the best-preserved dojo in the human race. No one can tell the origin clearly, and it goes against common sense and has never disappeared.
Such a dojo has existed for a long time, so it has naturally attracted the attention of many powerful human beings.
But what is horrifying is that no matter what level of power they enter, they will naturally be teleported out within ten breaths, even the Holy Lord of the Ancient Clan is no exception.
Such a short time is simply not enough to enter the depths of Xuanhuang Dojo, let alone investigate it.
Over time, although Xuanhuang Dojo was extraordinary and full of secrets, it gradually became less and less interested.
But now, there is a figure of a strong human race across the universe, and a large number of people quickly approach the Xuanhuang Dojo, breaking the long-term silence here.
In fact, some people from the ancient clan appeared. They stood near the Xuanhuang Dojo. They did not rush in rashly, but looked into the depths with fiery eyes, as if they were expecting something.
As time went by, people kept rushing towards Xuanhuang Dojo, but they were teleported out one after another in just ten breaths, and they could not stay for long.
Boom!
The vast universe suddenly shook, and two more people teleported, one was a man in black robes, and the other was a middle-aged man with a majestic appearance.
"Get out of the way, that's the Holy Son of the First, don't block the way!"
"People like this are also attracted. It seems that there is going to be a fight between dragons and tigers."
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The moment they saw the man in black robes, the hearts of all the powerful human beings standing near Xuanhuang Dojo jumped and they parted like a tide, their eyes full of awe.
The Holy Lord, who came from the ancient clan forces, was even more hostile.
"Xuanhuang Dojo!"
Xiao Ye ignored the gazes around him and looked at the dojo in front of him.
This place is as big as a holy plane. There are undulating holy mountains, surrounded by rays of holy light, strange flowers blooming, old medicine growing on the cliffs, and pure-blooded auspicious beasts appearing in the dense forest.
A wild atmosphere came to my face.
In the distance, you can see the deepness of Longtan, waterfalls falling from tens of thousands of feet high in the sky, and the very conspicuous mountains tens of feet high. Each one can see the patterns of heaven and earth, which are unique and make people feel the vicissitudes of life and atmosphere.
Of course, most areas of the Xuanhuang Dojo were shrouded in fiery red mist, which was impenetrable to the naked eye. Xiao Ye released his holy consciousness or the power of his soul to explore, but found that he would be swallowed as soon as he got close.
"Holy Son, the powerful human being I mentioned lives in the Xuanhuang Dojo. Someone calculated from the Bible that this man was born here a hundred years ago."
"He calls himself the Lord of Xuanhuang."
Xuan Xiao introduced via voice transmission, with an uncontrollable exclamation on his face.
The Xuanhuang Dojo is so mysterious that even the holy master of the ancient clan will be teleported out within ten breaths of time after entering it. It is absolutely extraordinary and holds countless secrets.
There was actually someone born and living in the dojo. Such news was naturally full of shock, which led to the arrival of so many powerful people, even ancient tribesmen!
"That day, I saw Lord Xuanhuang from a distance, and from him I felt the aura of my ancient Taichu clan..."
Speaking of this, Xuan Xiao glanced at Xiao Ye.
"Is it iron-blooded?" Xiao Ye whispered to himself, but his eyes became hot.
Apart from Iron Blood, he couldn't think of anyone else.
The last time I met Iron Blood was thousands of years ago, on the holy plane of the Rakshasa race. At that time, the other party was going through the sixth reincarnation.
He has also conducted inquiries over the years, but the other party has long been submerged in the ocean of epochs and cannot be traced.
If the Lord of Xuanhuang is iron-blooded, what does that mean? Could it be that the ninth reincarnation has been completed!
As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Ye's eyes were full of expectation, and he took a step forward, planning to visit Xuanhuang Dojo in person.
"Attention everyone, the Lord of Xuanhuang is out!"
At this moment, someone shouted loudly, and all the powerful human beings standing near the dojo were refreshed and quieted down.
"Out?"
Xiao Ye paused when he heard this and looked attentively.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the silence, deep in the Xuanhuang Dojo, fiery red mist was seen rolling up, a sound of heavy footsteps could be heard, and then a figure slowly walked out.
