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Chapter 854: The Seed of the Heaven and Earth Array

"Brother Ouyang, stop, stop—" Hai Huang's voice was already filled with tears.

For a person of his level of cultivation, a destroyed heart would only take a few days to regenerate. But if his soul was destroyed, he would be doomed.

But now his soul had been firmly imprisoned by Ouyang Ye's sword intent, and he lost the chance to escape.

  This made him extremely panicked and uneasy, and he didn't know why. Was Ouyang Ye going to kill him?

Jia He also noticed something was wrong and said in surprise: "Brother Ouyang, please show mercy! Let's stop here and don't hurt Brother Hai's life——"

  At this moment, Ouyang Ye, who was in full view of the crowd, swept away his honest and dull appearance, and his face was fierce, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly:

"Mr. Hai, I have been waiting for this moment for three thousand years! Three thousand years ago, when you attacked Fairy Wuxiang, did you ever think that this day would come?"

As soon as these words came out, Hai Huang's expression changed drastically. Jia He looked confused and asked, "Brother Ouyang, Madam Wu Xiang was injured by Huang Ji, how could it be related to Brother Hai?"

"Hmph, if this sea monster hadn't injured Wu Xiang beforehand, with all the treasures on Wu Xiang's body, even if she was defeated by Huang Ji, she would have no problem escaping with her life." Ouyang Ye said hatefully.

"Brother Ouyang, Madam Wuxiang did not die at that time. She fled to a secret place called Jiashan, and finally passed away there." Jiahe said.

"Oh?" Ouyang Ye was a little surprised, but soon he became furious again: "Even if he didn't die at that time, he was forced into a secret realm, and his life and death are unknown. What's the difference between that and death? This mermaid who made trouble behind the scenes is unforgivable!"

As he spoke, he thrust the sword in his hand forward, as if an invisible light shield had bound the opponent, and Hai Huang immediately let out a series of earth-shaking screams.

Amid screams, countless blood clots of varying sizes spurted out from the lower abdomen, and a large amount of spiritual energy rolled in all directions like a bursting balloon, as thick as substance.

Hai Huang's soul was completely annihilated.

  The screams gradually faded, Hai Huang's eyes were as angry as fire, and his hand was shaking as he pointed at the Sword Master who was looking down at him:

"you you……"

He foamed at the mouth, as if he understood something at the last moment. However, before he could say anything, the sword was swung again, and a big head flew into the sky, and the sound stopped abruptly.

The Demon Lord, Hai Huang, died!

……

Quiet.

Deadly quiet.

Jiahe's face turned pale, his lips trembled and he couldn't speak. He was filled with anger and fear.

Several people on the altar, including Yang Zhen and others who were in the bluestone space and witnessed it all, also had faces filled with horror.

The supreme god of transformation in the Zhenyu Realm, the Supreme of the Endless Sea who had been superior to all sea monsters for thousands of years, just died like that?

Killed?

Was he easily killed by a powerful being who was also a deity?

  If you didn’t see it with your own eyes, who would believe it, who would dare to believe it?

"Brother Jiahe, draw your sword. It's time for us to compete." Ouyang Ye said, pointing at Jiahe in mid-air.

"Brother Ouyang, are you going to kill me too?" Jiahe recovered from his shock and asked with a gloomy face.

"How is this possible?" Ouyang Ye said with a smile, "Brother Jiahe and I have known each other for many years. We have no grudges against each other. How could I kill him like this?"

"Okay!" Jiahe seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his right hand still pressed on the hilt without moving, and said slowly:

"If Hai Huang hadn't bowed his head and admitted defeat when Brother Ouyang stabbed him in the heart, which wasted time, he should have been able to escape. In that case, at least he could have saved his life."

Ouyang Ye looked at him expressionlessly and did not answer.

"Hai Huang didn't expect you to kill him. He was careless!"

"So, brother Jiahe, you are planning to fight to the death with me?" Ouyang Ye said coldly.

"No," Jia He shook his head and asked in confusion, "There is one thing I don't understand. After Brother Ouyang broke the fire sword, he stabbed Hai Huang with the sword... Although it was unexpected, with Hai Huang's cultivation level, why did he stand still and let the sword hit him?"

"Brother Jiahe, do you really want to know?" Ouyang Ye said.

"If Sword Master could tell me the truth, I would be very grateful." Jiahe bowed with both hands.

The battle scene just now had been repeated in his mind several times. However, no matter how he analyzed it, he still couldn't figure out the secret of that sword.

If he were to duel with the opponent in such a confused state, he would definitely lose.

Is that sword unstoppable? But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem so mysterious!

  But why was Haihuang not prepared at all, and didn't even have time to cast the most basic defensive spells?

what on earth is it?

"This sword of mine...is called Youming, which means walking in the dark while in the light." Ouyang Ye suddenly said, "As the saying goes, light shines on the earth, we will not dodge it, because light is an ordinary thing. When the breeze blows on our faces, we will not retreat, because the breeze is gentle and does not mean to hurt anyone. The same is true for my sword. The ultimate of the sword is this ray of light, a wisp of breeze, which is difficult to detect and naturally impossible to avoid."

So that's it! Jia He seemed to have realized something: "Because it blends into nature, there is no trace to be found. This is... This is the ultimate realm of swordsmanship!"

Ouyang Ye smiled and praised, "Brother Jiahe, you are so talented! You are worthy of being the youngest Transformation God among us. I have only realized this truth in recent years. I am sharing it with you today. Please give me some advice."

He spoke very politely. Not only did he frankly acknowledge the characteristics of his own kendo, he also placed Jiahe in a very high position, as if he was trying to show goodwill to the other party and make friends through kendo.

Jia He naturally felt the other party's kindness and felt a little relieved. However, the fact that Jian Zun killed Hai Huang was too shocking, and he was still not completely relieved.

"Brother Jiahe, do you want to continue the competition?" Ouyang Ye asked.

Jia He shook his head, his tone was filled with indescribable frustration: "Even if I understand your swordsmanship, there is nothing I can do about it."

"Brother, do you admit defeat?" A smile flashed in Ouyang Ye's eyes.

Jia He remained silent. Although he was not as skilled as the other person, he was absolutely unwilling to just give in without any resistance, then get into the spirit beast's bag and hand over his life to the other person.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ouyang Ye didn't urge him. Suddenly, his eyes flashed and he looked up at the sky.

The night sky, which was full of stars not long ago, was now covered with dark clouds and thunder and lightning.

Flashes of lightning were like silver dragons breaking through the air, twisting and roaring in the clouds that were as dense as ink, illuminating the entire small world.

In an instant, heavy rain came down, and in the already silent wilderness, strong winds blew, sand and rocks flew everywhere, as if it was the end of the world.

A large amount of spiritual energy lingered in the rain, coming silently and dissipating quietly in an instant. A strange phenomenon in heaven and earth!

  This is the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth when a god falls!

Ouyang Ye and Jiahe gazed at the changes between heaven and earth, their hearts filled with mixed feelings, and they remained silent.

A cloud of blue smoke rose from the sea corpse.

The smoke was initially the size of an adult. As the fog gathered more and more, its volume became smaller and smaller, gradually condensing into shape, and finally becoming a thumb-sized bead, floating in the air like a bubble.

Ouyang Ye reached out his hand and took out the bright, dark blue bead. He looked at it carefully and sighed:

"It's been three thousand years. Three thousand years. Finally I see this thing again!"

"Brother Jiahe, after the chaos in the Zhenyu Realm, the four of us were able to be spared by those powerful cultivators in the Hongxuan Realm and escaped the disaster, all thanks to this thing! Hahaha——"

Ouyang Ye laughed wildly, his laughter was desolate, as if it contained endless resentment, as well as a bit of nostalgia and sadness.

Jiahe's eyes fell on the bead with a complicated expression, which finally turned into a long sigh.

"Go!" Ouyang Ye suddenly flicked his finger, and the bead flew across thousands of miles like a meteor, passing through the defense array on the altar and coming to the five people. After a rotation, it stopped in front of Yan Xiling, spinning around.

Yan Xiling was at a loss, looking up at the Sword Master in the distance in confusion.

"Here you go." Ouyang Ye said.

"Me?" Yan Xiling pointed at himself. Seeing that Sword Master's face was gentle, he mustered up the courage to ask, "Excuse me, Senior, what is this and why did you give it to me?"

"This thing is the seed of the Heaven and Earth Formation," Ouyang Ye said with deep eyes and profound meaning:

"Back then, four of us True Lords stayed in this world, and a powerful cultivator from the upper realm planted a seed like this in each of our bodies. From then on, we became the four pillars of this heaven and earth formation. Once this seed is planted in the body, it will become a part of the body and cannot be separated unless the body dies or dies of old age!"

“Senior, what you mean is…” Yan Xiling vaguely understood something: “Senior hopes that I can replace Master Hai Huang and become the new pillar of this heaven and earth formation?”

"exactly."

"This junior... has a shallow cultivation base, and I'm afraid I can't do the job."

"Don't worry too much. This matter has a hundred benefits for you and no harm. It is indeed a great opportunity," Ouyang Ye said with a pleasant face, "This bead is the seed of the heaven and earth formation. It contains several laws of the heaven and earth in the Zhenyu Realm. It has been absorbing the essence of heaven and earth in the Zhenyu Realm for thousands of years. The energy inside is amazing, equivalent to a top-grade spiritual essence of the transformation of the gods. You only need to refine this bead, and it will be enough to help you break through the realm, achieve the transformation of the gods, and gain 3,000 years of life in one fell swoop..."

"The price you pay is that you will be suppressed by the Heaven and Earth Formation for thousands of years like me, unable to ascend or advance any further."

"I ask you, are you willing to bear this price?"

  Yan Xiling was stunned. At first he was terrified and couldn't believe it. Then he felt as if he had just woken up from a dream and was filled with ecstasy!

He was like a child, almost jumping up and down, his whole body shaking with excitement. Who could have thought that he, who originally thought he would die in the Nascent Soul stage in this life, would have such an experience?

  A god of transformation, this is a true god of transformation! How many gods of transformation can there be in the entire Zhenyu world?

He even thought that when Jian Zun and Jia He were both gone, wouldn't he be the only one in this world, invincible?

  As for the fact that his path to enlightenment would end after he became a god, he didn't care. He already had an extra 3,000 years of life, so what was there to be dissatisfied about?

"Yes, yes! I am willing!" Yan Xiling responded quickly, fearing that if he agreed too slowly, this ruthless sword master would change his mind and take the bead back.

  "Good!" Ouyang Ye nodded slightly, as if he had let go of a worry, and said gently:

"This matter needs to be dealt with as soon as possible. Find a suitable place and refine this substance quickly!"

"Junior will obey the order." Yan Xiling said respectfully. What the Sword Master said was exactly what he wanted. He was also afraid of more troubles, so of course he had to refine it as soon as possible and turn it into his own cultivation so that he could be at ease.

  As for whether Sword Master had other intentions in doing this, maybe he did, but he didn't care. In other words, even if he was deceived, he would still give it a try. The opportunity was here, so how could he hesitate so much?

The altar is not an ideal place for retreat. Not only are there other people present, but the space is also too cramped.

For the time being, he was unable to leave this small world and go somewhere else.

Therefore, the only available place for retreat was among the twelve valleys arranged in a circular shape.

Yan Xiling quickly selected one of them, the valley covered with yellow sand. He had earth-type spiritual roots, and the environment here was the most suitable.

……

Yan Xiling apologized to Sword Master and Jiahe Patriarch, walked out of the altar, and disappeared into the valley with a leap.

Then several bans were issued to isolate them from the outside world.

This restriction can greatly reduce the disturbance caused by external fighting on the valley. If he finds another cave in the valley and makes good arrangements, even a fight between gods will hardly affect him.

Seeing that he was so cautious, Ouyang Ye nodded with satisfaction.

Jiahe didn't say a word during the whole process, and didn't respond when Yan Xiling greeted him. He seemed to be in a trance, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

On the altar, Tan Mingzhen looked at Yan Xiling's departing back with a complicated expression, seeming happy, but also a little disgusted.

At this time, there was a jubilation in the bluestone space. Yang Zhen, Zhao Yue'er and others, especially the Jindan of Yunxiao Sect, such as Shui Hong and Yan Chengye, were all excited about the fate of their own supreme leader.

Once the ancestor achieves the state of incarnation as a god, the revival of Yunxiao Sect will be just around the corner!

Good days are coming for everyone.

Cheers came and went.

At this moment, Yang Zhen's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he felt uneasy, as if he had forgotten something very important.

"That valley, that valley covered by desert," he asked loudly, "did the monk named Tian look at it with a mirror just now?"

"No!" A pleasant female voice sounded in my ears. It was Yiyi.

Yang Zhen's expression suddenly changed: "Huang Ji, she is not in that valley, right?"

  Just as he finished speaking, a scream suddenly came from the valley in the distance!

Immediately afterwards, a figure jumped out from the valley and fled towards the night sky.

  "Oh no, there are people in the valley!" Ouyang Ye's face changed, and he took out a long sword and slashed at the figure in the distance!

"Qiang!"

But the man waved his hand and summoned a pagoda. His figure disappeared and the sword hit the ochre-colored pagoda, causing sparks to fly.

"Wanxuan Tower!"

Jiahe, who was distracted, shouted in shock, and his pair of sharp eagle eyes suddenly opened, bursting out with terrifying murderous intent!