The Dagan Yin soldiers put away their military might and returned to the appearance of clay sculptures.
In the main hall hanging in the air, Xia Houjiang had one hand on his back and the other hand holding a feather fan, his face expressionless.
Outside the secret realm, more than a hundred Mahayana saints were still frightened. Some of them were covered in cold sweat, their faces were pale, and they looked very frightened.
"Who is that person?"
Xia Houjiang's figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and they were filled with fear.
"Just now I vaguely heard the Yin soldiers calling him the national advisor."
The old fox demon was so frightened that his body trembled slightly, but he could not recover from the fear to a calm state.
"The national advisor of the Daqian Dynasty, there seems to be no record of this figure in ancient books."
Many old guys have thought about it for a long time and don't have the slightest understanding of Daqian Imperial Master.
At the same time, the incident in the Southern Wasteland Palace spread to all ancient forces.
The first batch of ancestors who went to the Southern Wilderness were just ordinary Mahayana saints with early and middle stages of cultivation. The real bosses were hidden in the dark or hiding in a corner, not wanting to be eroded by the power of the law of time and consumed. He only has a short life left.
When the news in the underground palace reached the ears of the big men of various clans, it immediately aroused the alarm of many terrifying beings. Their expressions changed with shock, and their hearts that had been silent for many years suddenly trembled, which was particularly shocking.
"Da Qian... national master."
In the Qijue Palace, a Supreme Patriarch took out an ancient book that had been passed down for millions of years, and read some shocking records about Da Qian's Imperial Master.
"Taizu, who is the Imperial Master of Daqian?"
The Holy Lord of Qijue Palace is named Yan Canghai, Aunt Mei's biological father. He got the news about the underground palace and hurried to the clan back mountain to report it.
"A taboo existence, the mastermind behind turning all races upside down."
The Supreme Patriarch said with a trembling voice.
"What...what?" Hearing this, Yan Canghai couldn't help but reveal a hint of horror in the depths of his eyes, and his voice paused.
"The war between all races millions of years ago was led by this man. There is also a record in the ancient books left by our ancestors. This man was not only the Grand Master of Da Qian, but also the Imperial Master of Da Qian."
Taizu was shocked, as if he had seen the back of Daqian Imperial Master with his own eyes, and was in awe.
"Is this the person who took away the luck of Qi Jue Palace?"
Yan Canghai said.
"In the whole world, I am afraid this is the only person who can steal the fate of all races."
Taizu let out a long sigh with complicated emotions.
"What should we do in Qijue Palace?"
The matter was so important that Yan Canghai did not dare to make the decision and had to discuss it with more than a dozen of the Supreme Patriarchs.
"Don't offend the legendary Imperial Master of Daqian easily!" Taizu pondered for a long time and had a premonition of something, and said in a heavy tone: "The Queen of Taihuang Mountain, the Imperial Master of Nanhuang. Various signs indicate that the Daqian Dynasty may It’s time to come back to earth.”
"Old man, let's take a trip to the Southern Wilderness!"
Taizu walked out of the thick fog and revealed his true body.
A thin old man with only a few curled white hairs on his head. His skin is dark and wrinkled. He has a stooped figure. He is wearing a dark cloth. He looks very old. A breeze can blow him down. land.
"Senior brother, you are the Dinghai Divine Needle of my Qi Jue Palace. You must not be touched lightly."
"Let's go!"
"If something happens to us, it won't cause much damage to the Qi Jue Palace. If something goes wrong, senior brother, the Qi Jue Palace will definitely have an unstable foundation and be on the verge of collapse!"
The other ancestors spoke one after another and expressed their disagreement.
Taizu is the strongest person in the Qijue Palace, a holy king at the pinnacle of the Mahayana, and a master of Taoism. He was a peerless evildoer 20,000 years ago, who dominated an era and was extremely powerful.
Over the years, Qijue Palace has encountered various dangers, and every time it has been able to turn danger into safety and stand at the top without falling, it is all because of Taizu's control.
"When I meet the Imperial Master of Daqian on this trip, I must give him the highest respect. If it were you who went there, you would be underestimating the Imperial Master and lose your etiquette."
The old Taizu had a kind face, and on the surface he looked like a neighbor's grandfather, amiable and approachable.
"It's extremely dangerous to go to the Southern Wilderness. Please think twice, Taizu."
Yan Canghai respected the old Taizu very much and bowed in salute. All of Yan Canghai's skills were taught by the old Taizu and were passed down from generation to generation.
"If Grand Master Daqian wants Lao Chan's life, it will be useless even if Lao Chan hides in the ends of the earth. Although Lao Chan has not experienced the years of millions of years ago, the ancient books left by our ancestors cannot be faked."
The old Taizu has made up his mind, and it is useless for anyone to try to dissuade him.
On the other side, deep in the ancient road world, there is a fairyland on earth, a bamboo house surrounded by mountains and rivers, with birds singing, flowers fragrant, and green grass everywhere.
Occasionally, a gust of breeze blows, and the leaves rustle, like the sound of nature, which is sweet and intoxicating.
Occasionally, a big bird dropped from the sky, with sharp eyes, staring at a fish in the clear pool. Then, the big bird fell, its sharp claws passed through the water, grabbed the fish, and flapped its wings. .
Occasionally, a stern voice would be heard from the courtyard of the bamboo house, causing the birds and animals here to tremble and flee in all directions.
"You are so stupid, I will punish you with one month of confinement."
An old man scolded a young man in the yard, holding a bamboo pole in his hand. Occasionally, if his hand was itchy, he would hit it with the bamboo pole a few times.
"Grandpa, I was wrong."
The young man lowered his head, feeling very aggrieved.
Suddenly, the old man caught the abnormal law fluctuation. Then, the old man counted with his fingers, and his expression changed drastically.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
This was the first time the young man saw his grandfather looking so serious, and he asked fearfully.
"This world is going to change."
The old man was wearing a coarse linen coat, looking up at the blue sky, his tone was deep and meaningful.
The old man's name is Gongsun Yuan, and there are probably not many people who know his name in the world today. The bamboo pole he holds in his hand is not a mortal object, but an imperial weapon that has lost its charm.
Of the Gongsun imperial clan, only the grandfather and grandson are left now.
"You stay at home, grandpa goes out to do some errands."
Gongsun Yuan looked solemn and set off immediately.
"Where are you going?"
The young man is a current monster of the Gongsun Imperial Clan, and has never entered the world. He has been taught by his grandfather to practice cultivation since he was a child, and he has never had a day off. His grandfather often scolds him for being stupid, which makes the young man really think that he is a waste.
If the young man joins the world, I am afraid it will cause quite a disturbance. However, the Gongsun Imperial Clan only has a trace of blood left, and the old man is unwilling to let the young man fly without absolute certainty.
Before the great times come, the old man wants to teach the young people more, so that they can survive in the age of great strife and even build a glorious future.
"Why are you asking these questions? Just stay at home."
After leaving behind a word and a trace of his back, Gongsun Yuan turned around and walked away, heading straight to the Southern Wilderness.
Similar scenes happened in many hidden places in the ancient world.