"Are you really alive?"
After listening to Lu Yang's words, Patriarch You was slightly stunned, and then took the "Secret Record of Immortal Fetuses in the World" handed over by Lu Yang, and read it with a slight frown.
After a while, he let out a deep breath of turbidity.
"Indeed."
However, when the words fell, he looked at Lu Yang again and whispered: "Why did you suddenly think about reviving me? That true king is not dead yet."
"Doesn't the patriarch want to take revenge in person?"
Lu Yang said in a deep voice: "There are still fifty years left, if the ancestor can truly recover and return to the completion of the foundation, there is no hope of impacting the golden elixir!"
Patriarch Tingyou was even more puzzled when he heard this, and frowned: "Impact the Golden Pill. Where can I hope? The old ghost of the Ye family is just a secluded world, he hasn't fallen yet, [The soil on the wall] still has a master, even if I regain my former peak, it is impossible to ask for gold, I am still a dry bone in the tomb."
"There is hope, Patriarch."
Lu Yang pointed to the Ten Thousand Spirit Banner behind him: "With the talent of the ancestor, if you can take the prototype of the fruit in it for your own use, wouldn't there be hope?"
As soon as these words came out, Patriarch Tingyou was stunned.
He had never thought about the prototype of the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner, because in his opinion, it was undoubtedly the gold card that Lu Yang had prepared for himself.
But now, he wants to give it to himself?
「. No!"
Patriarch Tingyou immediately shook his head: "The golden position is hard to find, this fruit prototype is very important to you, if I use it, it will not be beneficial to your path."
Lu Yang waved his hand when he heard this: "I have made up my mind, no need to say more, Patriarch, you also know that it is very difficult for me to reach the step of asking for gold in fifty years, but Patriarch, you have hope, wait for you to break through first, and then come to support me to ask for gold, this is the way to maximize the benefits."
"After all, we still have to revive the witch and ghost path, right?"
Speaking of this, Lu Yang had a bright smile on his face: "Wouldn't it be nice for the ancestor to personally behead the old ghost of the Ye family with his own hands?"
"This"
Hearing the words of Patriarch You, he immediately held his breath, first supporting a person to break through the golden pill, and then letting him protect himself, what a huge trust this is?
I've never heard of it!
Even if it is a brother, master and apprentice, father and son, there is a golden elixir path in front of them, how can they give up? It's not bad if you don't fight for your head and bleed!
Thinking of this, Patriarch Tingyou was really moved.
「. Okay." I saw that he looked solemn and performed an ancient salute to Lu Yang: "I promise you, if I achieve the golden elixir, I will do my best to help you break through."
"The patriarch is polite."
Lu Yang, still maintaining his disciple's courtesy, gave it plenty of emotional weight: "I, a younger disciple, only hope that Master will achieve great things and carry forward our Witchcraft and Ghostcraft in the future."
In fact, it would be useless if Master Tingyou didn't promise.
After all, Lu Yang had absolute control over the banner spirit baptized by the [Book of a Hundred Worlds]. Even if Master Tingyou succeeded in praying for gold, he wouldn't be able to break free.
But there was no need to say that.
It was too hurtful.
"Although I may not be able to pray for gold in this lifetime, it wouldn't be a loss if Master Tingyou succeeded. When the time comes, I'll be able to bring a golden elixir and reopen it, wouldn't I be able to walk around with ease?"
Of course, that was still too far off.
A thousand years of living in limbo had taken a toll on Master Tingyou. Even if he recovered somewhat from absorbing the original body, it still wouldn't fill the hole.
"Even if resurrected, the Grandmaster wouldn't be able to ascend to perfection in one step and return to Foundation Establishment. He would have to start over from the early stages and gradually recover his former innate magical powers. However, with Grandmaster's aptitude and talent, and with my help, he should be able to do so in fifty years."
The most urgent task is to be resurrected!
Lü Yang had already planned this. To condense the Immortal Embryo, he needed at least one superior spiritual treasure, and right now, he had a perfect target.
Across Skull Mountain, a myriad of colors blended into a single hue.
The blood energy of the Master of the Divine Martial Sect, once radiant and resplendent like the rising sun, now only a flicker remained, threatening to go out at any moment.
It's undeniable that the Divine Martial Sect is quite something.
The Master of the Divine Martial Sect might not be particularly powerful in the late stages of Foundation Establishment, but his blood energy was as abundant as the sea, making him incredibly resilient. He managed to survive even after half an hour of fighting.
Of course, this was also due to the fact that Xiang Ye, having reached Perfect Foundation Establishment, hadn't actually taken action. He was primarily focused on suppressing the Divine Martial Sect's leader, calming his spirit, and dissipating the aftermath of the battle, lest he damage the 800-li Skull Mountain below, triggering a breakdown in the earth veins and incurring divine punishment.
"Boom!"
With a final, resounding explosion, a cascade of dazzling colors enveloped the sky, bearing down upon an old man with wild hair and beard, clutching a gleaming axe.
This was the Divine Martial Sect's most precious treasure.
[Divine Martial Dragon Binding Axe]!
This supreme spiritual treasure, dedicated to killing and destruction, was now being harnessed to its full potential by the Divine Martial Sect's leader. The dragon atop the axe seemed to have completely transformed into a living being.
Judging from his presence, the old man remained majestic.
However, his back gradually hunched, his hair disheveled, and his eyes filled with despair. He seemed about to take a step, but suddenly stumbled.
The next second, he suddenly let out a long, tearful cry:
"The Shenwu Sect is dead!"
The heart-wrenching cry resounded, the last trace of the Shenwu Sect left in this world, yet it was ruthlessly covered up.
"Hahaha!"
"I should have known this would happen. When I came here to establish the sect under the command of the Sword Pavilion Immortal, I should have understood that this day would come sooner or later."
The Shenwu Sect leader's voice abruptly stopped.
Before he finished his words, he had already struck with his axe!
Instantly, the roars of dragons and tigers echoed, and the axe split the sky, actually slicing through the veil formed by [Xingyin Yao] and soaring towards the northern border.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this, a young man in black, standing high in the sky, suddenly raised his eyebrows. He looked down with a hint of doubt:
"Hongju?"
He knew the Divine Martial Sect's master's abilities perfectly well. There was no way he could cleave his magical powers. Did he really think there was such a thing as a miracle?
If there was, someone must be behind it!
Xiang Ye pondered over it and concluded that only Hongju, a fellow Great Immortal who had also reached Perfect Foundation Establishment, could have secretly intervened. But what was his reason?
The Divine Martial Sect's master hadn't escaped.
What had escaped was only the [Divine Martial Dragon Binding Axe], a superior spiritual treasure, and he had fled towards the Divine Martial Sect's mountain gate, still trapped.
"Not good!"
The next second, Xiang Ye's expression suddenly changed, as if a thought had occurred to him. He then summoned all his magical powers and gazed intently at the Divine Martial Sect.
But then, in the distant northern borderlands, within the Shenwu Sect, there was a sight.
The fortune and merit that had once soared to the sky, belonging to the Shenwu Sect, had now been completely plundered. The treasure house, once brimming with spiritual materials, was now empty.
"How dare you intercept my beard, you beast?!"
Xiang Ye was instantly enraged. He had never imagined someone would dare snatch food from a tiger's mouth! While he was dealing with the Shenwu Sect's masters, he was raiding their lair!
Then, a beam of axe light descended upon the Shenwu Sect.
It was the Shenwu Sect's supreme spiritual treasure, the [Shenwu Dragon-Binding Axe]. Lu Yang extended his hand and easily took it, then smiled faintly at Xiang Ye.
"You're courting death!"
Xiang Ye was about to strike, but at that moment, a brilliant display of magical power blocked his view, and Lu Yang's figure vanished from the scene.
"Hongju, it's you!"
Xiang Ye's eyebrows immediately raised, but he saw Hongju standing with his hands behind his back in the center of the dazzling display of magical power, his bright yellow eyes meeting his gaze with a hint of bitterness.
"Mission accomplished!"
Lü Yang flew away, using [Tribulation Wave] to sever the cause and effect. Naturally, the aftermath was left to Hongju, making him the perfect person to take the blame!
(End of this chapter)