The Emperor is Above

Chapter 376: Blue and White Tree Spirit? Is it Mr. Wu Liu's apprentice?
The Emperor of Man, the Five Emperors, the Great Tree, the Alliance of Hundreds of Races, the North of the End, the Sea of ​​Darkness...

Qing Yi remembered all these ancient names firmly in his mind. Perhaps there were countless amazing secrets hidden behind these names, and they were closely related to this world.

Suddenly I remembered that "The Great Wilderness Strange Book" once recorded: In ancient times there was a big tree, eight thousand years was spring, and eight thousand years was autumn. Could it be that the big tree that Mr. Wu Liu visited was also an extremely powerful tree spirit?

Relying on his keen sense after the awakening of his divine power of clairvoyance, Qing Yi judged that what Mr. Wu Liu said was true. Of course, it is also possible that Mr. Wu Liu selectively told part of the truth.

"Lord Ju Mang, the leader of the four ancient gods, actually became one of the five emperors of the Middle Ages?"

Mu Ling looked shocked and a little suspicious. He stared into Mr. Wu Liu's eyes and suddenly asked,
“Since the death of the Wood God Ju Mang, I have been unaware of the passage of time in the Divine Lord’s Spirit Realm, and I have no idea what has happened in the outside world.

But since you have been searching for the whereabouts of Lord Ju Mang for tens of thousands of years, it is impossible that there has been no news? Why did you become the guardian totem of the Jiliu tribe later?

I am just a junior in front of Mr. Wu Liu and other ministers. I was created by Lord Ju Mang to serve you.

But I have also heard that even though the tortoise is long-lived, it still has its end, and the flying snake rides on the mist but eventually turns to dust. Even if the wood-type monsters have a long lifespan, they still have a limit, right? "

Mr. Wu Liu suddenly realized: "Alas, so you doubted me because of my life span. The reason I was able to survive is because I was promoted to the mythical realm 30,000 years ago."

Mu Ling was stunned, then shook his head slightly and said, "If you had advanced to the mythical realm tens of thousands of years ago, how could you have fought the Ghost King on equal terms?"

"There are so many stories that have been told here. You should be able to tell from the appearance of the Ghost King tonight that ghosts, gods and demons have never completely given up on the human world over the past tens of thousands of years."

Mr. Wu Liu smiled wryly and shook his head.
"After the disappearance of the Wood God Ju Mang and the other four emperors, the hundreds of tribes quarreled with each other and each elected five new emperors to continue ruling, barely maintaining the alliance of the hundreds of tribes. However, it eventually broke apart nine thousand years ago.

At that time, an unparalleled genius emerged from the Phoenix Feather Clan of the Feather Tribe. After unifying all the major feather clans, he was known as the Feather King, and attempted to forcefully integrate the hundreds of clans to establish himself as the Emperor of Man.

As a result, the hundreds of races, which were full of conflicts, would never agree with his idea, which eventually triggered an unprecedented war among the hundreds of races, and the alliance of the hundreds of races completely collapsed from then on.

We, the wood-type monsters, are quiet by nature and don't like to get involved in these fights. After the disappearance of Lord Ju Mang, we have dispersed into the forests and wild places, using our own strength to protect the safety of the human world.

Originally, everyone was just taking precautions, but they didn't expect those ghosts, gods and monsters to take advantage of the civil war among the hundreds of races to sneak into the human world again to stir up trouble and commit a lot of murders.

At that time, many of the hundreds of clans had long forgotten the bloody struggle of their ancestors, and many of the clans were bewitched by ghosts, gods and monsters, and turned to abandon the heroic spirits of their ancestors to worship ghosts, gods and evil creatures.

King Yu was a man of great talent and strategy, but he ultimately failed to unify all the races. He eventually established the Phoenix Dynasty, and was able to barely suppress the spread of beliefs in ghosts, gods, and monsters.

Unfortunately, the dynasties that followed became worse and worse, with evil gods, monsters and ghosts running rampant in the wilderness. I have fought against many evil gods and ghosts over the years."

Mu Ling listened carefully to Mr. Wu Liu's introduction, and after a long pause, he said nothing.

Qing Yi's expression changed, and he asked, "I just noticed outside that one side of your body, Mr. Wu Liu, is dry. Could it be that it was left over from the battle with the gods, demons, and monsters?"

"That's right!"

Mr. Wu Liu's eyes were filled with memories, and he said calmly, "You, the Great Shen Dynasty, love to record history books. You should also know about the many divine kingdoms on earth in the four extremes and eight wastelands a thousand years ago, right?"

"Yes, I have heard of it!" Qing Yi nodded gently and said, "According to historical records, thousands of years before the establishment of the Great Shen Dynasty, there were divine kingdoms all over the wilderness, bloody battles occurred almost every day, and blood sacrifices were held every month.

There is not a single quiet place in the land of the four poles and eight wastelands. Could it be that Mr. Wu Liu's injury was caused during this period?" "You guessed it right! Three thousand years ago, I was the guardian totem of the ancestors of the Ji Liu tribe. At that time, they could barely be considered a small country!"

Mr. Wu Liu's expression showed a hint of complexity as he recalled, "Originally, I was very happy to protect them as they grew up, but after all, the war between the kingdoms of God cannot be avoided.

There was a very powerful kingdom of gods that worshipped the Moon God, known as the Great Yuezhi Kingdom. When they attacked that year, they summoned the so-called Moon God at an enormous cost.

After a bloody battle, both sides were injured. I cut off the lower half of the Moon Goddess' body, but my main body was almost destroyed in half, and my realm declined as a result.

Although the high-end military force ended in a draw, the ancestors of the Jiliu tribe were ultimately just a small country and were no match for the Dayuezhi. So I protected a few people and used my spatial magical powers to escape, and eventually settled down in the salt lake.

Fortunately, there is always a way out. Although this tragic battle caused my realm to drop from the mythical realm to the holy realm, it allowed me to unexpectedly control the power of thunder in addition to my spatial supernatural powers.

You have to know that wood-type monsters are almost insulated from thunder, which can be considered a blessing in disguise. Now my injuries are gradually getting better, and in a few years I will definitely be able to advance to the mythical realm again."

“I didn’t expect Mr. Wu Liu to have gone through so many hardships!”

Mu Ling said with an apologetic look on her face, "I am so sorry for even doubting you, sir."

Qing Yi was still thinking about something important that he seemed to have overlooked. When his eyes swept across the green light surrounding the space, his body suddenly shuddered.

He quickly asked, "Mr. Wu Liu, since you have been able to live from tens of thousands of years ago to the present, don't you have any contact with the ministers in the past?"

"The wood spirit just said that even though the divine tortoise lives a long life, it still has its end. The strong ones among us tree spirits can live for tens of thousands of years, but the vast majority have already decayed and died."

Mr. Wu Liu did not show any emotion when he mentioned life and death. "Besides, since Lord Ju Mang disappeared and we were unable to enter the Lord's spiritual realm, it was difficult for us to establish contact with each other."

"So that's it!"

Qing Yi's expression changed. It seemed that the spiritual domain of the God Lord Mu Ling was equivalent to a main server, and each of the subordinates of the God Lord Ju Mang was a scattered display. When the main server was disconnected, they could only play stand-alone.

Thinking of this, Qing Yi became even more excited: "In the past, you lost contact with Mu Ling, which resulted in you being unable to contact each other, but now that Mu Ling is here, you can continue to do so.

I suggest that you connect with all your old acquaintances and colleagues. Whether you want to continue searching for Lord Ju Mang or to help each other and exchange cultivation experiences, this is an excellent platform. "

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Mr. Wu Liu was immediately overjoyed, "Oh, right, there is a blue flower tree spirit in the Yunling Mountains in the north. She has reached the first rank of cultivation now. She was my disciple a thousand years ago.

Let her enter the Divine Lord Spirit Realm first, and then look for old friends from the past. Who knows, maybe everyone has made some new discoveries in the past tens of thousands of years."

"Blue and white tree spirit? Is it Mr. Wu Liu's apprentice?"

Qing Yi was both surprised and happy at this moment. Yun Ling, whom he had thought was a strong enemy, suddenly seemed to have become one of his own.

(End of this chapter)