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Chapter 648 117. Broken Throne

Li Xian waded through the muddy black and red swamp. This was the corpse left behind by Wu after his death, a chaotic shape comparable in size to the universe. He had been walking on this corpse for a long time, and had tried very hard to find the position that could be called the "head" of the other party.

Then he raised the Xi Sword high and slashed across there.

In an instant, the morning light, pus and blood burst out together, and a foul odor filled the nose.

"I thought the corpse of the Supreme Being would have some magical effects." Li Xian said.

"How is it possible? The power of the Supreme is concentrated on the position and the rhyme of Tao. At the moment of death, life withers, the throne is broken, the rhyme of Tao disappears, all of which are gone. What use is the corpse? Think about it, would you be willing to leave a lot of benefits for the creature that killed you? Only people like us are miserable. We are remembered every day, even if we become the Supreme. As for treasures... there are quite a few, but you have to find his dojo. Almost no Supreme will take those useless treasures with him when he dies, except for his Supreme Instrument."

“Supreme weapon…” Li Xian looked up. The chaotic tide covering the universe was rolling and rampaging in the boundless darkness.

That was Wu's supreme weapon. Now that it had lost its master, the power contained in the sea of ​​chaos was running wild.

Eight arms appeared around the Chaos Sea, fixing the eight directions of the Chaos Sea. The inscriptions in the depths of the Chaos Sea were now erased. When a supreme being was killed, the first thing to be affected was the supreme weapon that was closely connected to it. At this time, the Chaos Sea was an indescribable strange substance. The chaotic air was filled with the embryonic form of the universe.

"It's even more powerful than when Wu mastered it." Li Xian felt the violent power transmitted from the Taihang Eight Peaks. He couldn't forcibly fix the Chaos Sea for too long.

"Because Wu was no longer at his peak, the loss of Wu's inscriptions actually unlocked the restrictions of the Chaos Sea, allowing it to return to its original state. In his prime, Wu carried the Chaos Sea and roamed between the universes, sowing the universe into the boundless darkness like sowing seeds. His rhyme and reflection were just a little abstract, but he was still a good person. If there hadn't been the Battle of Kyushu, he would have been a hardworking farmer."

"Don't sigh, you can hardly suppress the smile." Li Xian said calmly.

"Hehe! The broken throne brought about by the death of the Supreme, I will definitely create a feast for you and put you into my stomach!" said the Meteor happily.

"The Broken Throne?"

"The Dao rhyme will dissipate, and life will perish, but since the throne has been forged, only broken remains will be left. The Supremes can eat each other's thrones to replenish their own. Generally speaking, the throne of a Supreme's death will not be broken into pieces, but usually just covered with cracks. It may have been shattered in the battle of Jiuzhou, so it is indeed a bit difficult to find now... Hmm? What are you doing?"

The runes of the River Map and Luo Shu appeared around the huge head, which was almost equivalent to the mass of half the universe. The words on the River Map and Luo Shu were naturally innumerable. The dark golden ancient text of Kyushu lit up in the darkness, as if the universe had stars again.

The 蠛 realized that this was going to teleport the head away at once.

It's hard to believe that someone would use the River Map and Luo Shu to do such a thing.

"The loss is huge, but it's meaningless. I don't think this is something a guy like you would do. Why?" He was so surprised that he stopped looking for the broken throne, looked up and asked Li Xian.

"I promised someone before."

"That person wants this Wu's head, what a strong taste."

"Be respectful, or I'll take your head with me."

"Okay, Master Li Xian, you have the bigger fist, so you have the final say." He didn't care and turned around to search for the broken throne. This was the top priority that would allow him to recover some of his strength.

Li Xian no longer paid attention to the 蠛, he concentrated his mind and built the cosmic bridge of the River Map and Luo Shu with all his strength. When the River Map and Luo Shu were ready, a beam of light covering half of the universe descended in an instant, and under the flushing of the light, the head gradually disappeared, and was taught by Li Xian to the Red Temple.

The black lake under the stone pavement of the Red Temple can accommodate this head.

After doing all this, Li Xian turned around and found that the insects were still searching in Wu's corpse. A swarm of insects like black rain was circling over Wu's body, but he did not find what he wanted.

"Ridiculous, how could there be nothing? There should be some, how strange..." The insect stood up from one part, its body covered with pus and blood.

He looked at Li Xian from a distance, shook his head and continued to search. "Although that lord is powerful, he didn't achieve it himself, so he can't eat it."

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Li Xian ignored him and let him jump around in this universe.

The runes of the Moonbow were now humming with joy.

Even the Immortals find it difficult to fully understand the source of this supreme rune. The Moon Bow does not belong to him at all now, but it still has a connection with him. The moment this supreme rune appeared, Li Xian also sensed this aura.

The birth of the Immortal that he sensed was the Moon God, and the resonance came from the rune of the Moon Bow.

Coming here across thousands of universes.

On that last dark moon, when the arrow passed through the sea of ​​chaos, Li Xian's ears rang with the woman's smile on the moon. She said, "Look carefully, I will only teach you once." The contract was signed thousands of years before he came to this world, or even longer, because he, who controls time, has lost his sensitivity to time during this long journey, and he can't remember when it was.

Walking out of the place filled with pus, blood and star ruins, he walked towards the laurel tree.

There was a woman sleeping under the laurel tree. Li Xian subconsciously slowed down his footsteps as he approached her.

"Moon Goddess." Li Xi'an muttered, "I remember that I never asked your name."

"Have we met before?" a disembodied voice sounded.

From the time intercepted by Li Xian.

"I've seen it." Li Xian said softly.

He didn't know how much time he had spent alone, how many powerful enemies he had defeated, until now, Li Xian finally touched the clues about Jiuzhou again. He stretched out his hand and silently watched the crystal rain of laurel flowing through his fingers.

Then, hold them tightly.

Hold on to the rain.

Invisibly, it was like the ringing of a huge bell, and the spreading air wave swept through the past. But that was not an air wave, but the supreme authority displayed by the throne of time!

The rain stopped.

With the time he caught as the origin, the rain began to flow backwards, just like the myriad moonlight in the universe rushing towards the broken giant tree. All the scars were smoothed out by time, and the dissected tree trunks gathered together again to become a fulcrum, and finally attracted the retrograde moonlight, which gathered into the branches and leaves of the osmanthus tree.

He usurped a piece of time and space, and constructed a barrier where the creatures killed by the Supreme could exist.

Under the laurel, the woman opened her eyes.

She saw the mysterious and majestic golden creature saying to her, "It's time to go home."

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