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Chapter 140: You are the reincarnation of a disaster star, but you still don’t admit it

"The aura of chaos is spreading! An immortal treasure has appeared!"

"I never thought that a fairy treasure would appear in this starry sky. It's my destiny to have this good fortune!"

"Treasures belong to the virtuous! Fufeng, even though you are a true immortal, you cannot monopolize this treasure!"

Voices, some of excitement, some of surprise, rang out from the starry sky, like the beating of a divine drum, shaking the earth.

"It's not yours, and it's not yours after all."

The incarnation of Demon Lord An Yu smiled slightly, swung the fishing rod in his hand, and the golden fish hook cut through the starry sky like a flash of lightning.

fast!
too fast!
Before many true immortals and virtual immortals could make a move, the golden fishhook had already hooked the silver ball of light.

"Don't even think about taking the treasure!"

"Take action! Stop him!"

The True Immortals and Virtual Immortals shouted anxiously, but it was too late.

In a thousandth of a second, the golden fishhook with a silver ball of light jumped out of the water and fell into the hands of Demon Lord An Yu.

"You have taken away my fortune! This hatred and resentment will never fade! I, Fu Feng, will make you pay the price!"

The angry roar was like billions of thunders exploding, and Jiangchuan's head felt as if it was hit by several huge hammers in turn, causing him unbearable pain.

"Jiangchuan, you are indeed the reincarnation of a disaster star, and you have offended another true immortal." Ancestor Ziyun said quietly.

"What does it have to do with me?"

When Jiang Chuan saw Patriarch Ziyun, he was stunned.

Today, the ancestor Ziyun is more like an evil creature than a cat!
Eight cat heads grew from her neck like a blooming sunflower.

When Patriarch Ziyun spoke, the eight heads spoke at the same time.

It gives people a sinister and weird feeling, which is very creepy.

"Ancestor, can you please stay away from me?"

"what happened?"

"I'm afraid if I look at you too much, I might draw my sword and chop you down."

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This was the first time Jiang Chuan wanted to slay the demons so impatiently!
The incarnation of Demon Lord An Yu slowly stood up, turned around, and threw the fishing rod in his hand to Jiang Chuan.

"This fishing rod is a rare treasure that I got by chance, so I'm giving it to you."

Jiang Chuan raised his hand to catch the fishing rod, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the silver ball of light on the left hand of the incarnation of Demon Lord An Yu.

The incarnation of the Dark Yu Demon Lord smiled slightly, pinched his left hand, and the silver light shattered and turned into a rain of light falling from the sky.

A brown wooden box caught Jiangchuan's eye.

The wooden box is only palm-long and seems to have been through a long time. The surface is covered with spots left by time, giving it a sense of oldness. It looks no different from the jewelry box for hairpins used by women in ordinary families.

"Is this really a treasure?" Jiang Chuan's heart was beating fast.

As if he could see what Jiang Chuan was thinking, Demon Lord An Yu showed a playful smile on his face.

"Don't you think this doesn't look like a treasure?"

Before Jiang Chuan could speak, the Purple Cloud Patriarch replied, "It does look like a piece of junk. There are no Dao patterns on it, and I can't feel any Qi at all."

"Senior Demon Lord An Yu, I wonder what treasure this is?" Jiang Chuan asked curiously.

"do not know."

Jiangchuan:? ? ?
No, I've prepared everything. You said this is a rare and divine object, but we are too low in cultivation to know its value, so I've made preparations.

And now you tell me you don’t know?

"But if my guess is correct, this treasure should be the legendary treasure produced by the Wandao Tree." The incarnation of Demon Lord An Yu spoke again.

"Does the Wandao Tree actually exist?!"

Ancestor Ziyun opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.

The incarnation of Dark Yu Demon Lord nodded and said, "Of course it really exists. Without the help of the Ten Thousand Dao Trees, how could the Emperor of Heaven condense thirty-three Dao Fruits?"

Looking at the shocked Ziyun Patriarch, Jiang Chuan's curiosity grew even stronger: "What is the Wandao Tree?"

"Legend has it that before the creation of heaven and earth, there was a spiritual root that thrived on the myriad ways. Hence, it was named the Myriad Ways Tree."

The incarnation of Dark Yu Demon Lord explained, "While the Myriad Dao Tree absorbs the laws of the Great Dao, it also breeds many treasures. The Qixu Divine Sword, the most precious treasure of Yuanling Divine Lord of Tianchi Immortal Land, and the Taixu Dao Bell, the Taixu Dao Lord, are treasures condensed from the Myriad Dao Tree."

Jiang Chuan showed surprise. Although it was the first time he heard the name of Yuanling Shenjun, Taixu Daojun, the ancestor of the immortal way, was well-known!
"The Taixu Dao Bell is also a treasure condensed from the Wandao Tree? Doesn't that mean this wooden box is a supreme divine object comparable to the Taixu Dao Bell?!"

"Are all monks nowadays so dreamy?"

The wooden box in the palm of the Dark Yu Demon Lord's incarnation flew towards Jiang Chuan: "The treasures condensed by the Ten Thousand Dao Tree are also strong and weak. This wooden box is obviously not as good as the Taixu Dao Bell and the Qixu Divine Sword, but it is also a treasure that is hard to find in the ages."

Jiangchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the wooden box.

"I wonder what's so mysterious about this wooden box?"

While talking to himself, Jiangchuan raised his hand and picked up the wooden box.

The moment he got it, Jiang Chuan was slightly stunned.

It’s simple, the wooden box is too light!

The palm-sized wooden box feels almost weightless when held in the hand.

If the touch from the palm of his fingers was not real, Jiang Chuan would have suspected that he was under an illusion.

"It's truly amazing, as expected of a treasure condensed from the Ten Thousand Dao Tree."

"After so long a wait, my mission is finally over."

The incarnation of Demon Lord An Yu smiled, and his body gradually became illusory.

Boom!

The entire space began to shake, and cracks appeared on the ground beneath Jiang Chuan's feet and the sky above his head.

Jiang Chuan hurriedly put the headless Buddha statue made of Phoenix Stone, the wooden box and other treasures into the storage bag.

"Senior Demon Lord An Yu, could you teleport me and my ancestor to another place?"

Although Jiang Chuan was the primary contributor to the slaying of the Sun and Moon Demon King, the Southern Region was the territory of the Six Demon Sects. Feng Xuehan and the other demon cultivators claimed to remember Jiang Chuan's kindness, but Jiang Chuan didn't dare to trust a group of demon cultivators who had betrayed their master and ancestors!

He used the Xuxian hand bones and suffered heavy damage to his vitality.

Although Lu Chenling gave him a Life-Creating Pill, it had not even been half an hour since he started healing, and it was impossible for his injuries to be healed.

Now he has also seized Wan Shanhe's Jiuxiao Tower, the "Demon Embryo Transformation into Immortal Sutra" and other treasures, as well as the wooden box and a large piece of Phoenix Pattern Stone left by the Wandao Tree.

Not to mention Feng Xuehan, Lu Yucheng and other demon cultivators, Jiang Chuan himself felt that he was rich as hell.

He even felt that he would be hit by a club by the Purple Cloud Ancestor!

"Where do you want to go?"

"I want to go to the Jiuyuan Dynasty that spans the Western Region and the Eastern Region." Jiang Chuan's eyes flashed with coldness.

He wanted to go to Jiuyuan Dynasty and kill Li Yuejiao.

"I have very little mana left now. I can only teleport you to the Longyuan River."

The figure of the incarnation of Demon Lord An Yu was almost transparent. He raised his hand and pointed, and a door of light appeared out of thin air in front of Jiang Chuan.

The Longyuan River is a large river that runs through the Southern and Western Regions. It is one of the busiest canals in the Qingyuan Realm.

Rivers and rivers flowing downstream from the southern region can directly reach the imperial capital of Jiuyuan.

"Thank you, senior."

Jiang Chuan then picked up the Biluo Sword and walked into the light gate with Ancestor Ziyun.

Wow!

The sound of flowing water reached Jiangchuan's ears.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the bright moonlight shines down.

A river hundreds of feet wide appeared in Jiangchuan's sight.

"Congeal!"

Jiang Chuan raised his hand and pointed, and his magic power turned into a small boat, landing on the Longyuan River shrouded in darkness.

Landing on the boat, Jiang Chuan looked at the bright moon that looked like a jade plate and said, "Old Ancestor, you will help me protect the Dharma from now on."

"Are you going to retreat?"

"I want to sleep."

Ziyun Patriarch: ???
Which monk needs a guardian when sleeping?

exhausted!

An unprecedented fatigue surged into Jiangchuan's heart.

In the underground abyss, Jiang Chuan first killed Yuan Tianfang, Wang Song and other elders of the Maha Palace, and then fought against Wan Shanhe, especially the battle to kill the Sun and Moon Demon King.

The whole process seemed easy and carefree, and the Sun and Moon Demon King was killed by him, but in fact he was just dancing on a tightrope.

If you are not careful, you will die without a burial place!
In order to kill the Sun and Moon Demon King, Jiang Chuan almost drained all the blood and essence from his body.

After escaping from the predicament, Jiang Chuan now just wants to have a good rest.

He placed the Biluo Sword against the bow of the ship, transformed his magic power into a strand of silk thread, and tied the thumb-sized Qi Gourd to the hilt.

Jiang Chuan found a comfortable position and slowly fell asleep.

The sixth layer of the underground abyss.

Boom!

The incarnation of the Dark Yu Demon Lord dissipated, and the space where he was located collapsed and destroyed. A huge noise reached the ears of Gong Suxin, Zhuo Yunsheng and others.

"It seems that Jiang Chuan was afraid that I would capture him and take him back to Bamboo Fairy Island, so he left early."

Zhuo Yunsheng sighed softly, as if he was very sorry that he could not bring Jiang Chuan back to Zhuxian Island.

Hai Chan glared at Zhuo Yunsheng fiercely: "Jingyang is my Buddhist disciple and has nothing to do with your Bamboo Fairy Island."

"But Jiang Chuan has now joined my demonic path and is no longer your Buddhist disciple." Feng Xuehan retorted.

"Jingyang has just strayed into the wrong path for a while. He will eventually return to Buddhism."

"Wrong path? Monk, what do you mean?" Feng Xuehan's pretty face was filled with anger.

"If you don't understand what people are saying, I am also good at treating your brain." Haichan said, tightening his grip on the long stick in his hand.

"Alright, the Sun and Moon Demon King hasn't been completely refined yet, so everyone please don't fight among yourselves."

Gong Suxin, who had the highest level of cultivation present, stopped the two of them.

"I've calculated that among the inheritances born here, there's a scripture that can help my daughter accelerate her transformation. Most of the good fortune here should have been obtained by Jiang Chuan now. I have to find a way to find Jiang Chuan and get this scripture from him. But where should I go to find Jiang Chuan now?"

Gong Suxin's thoughts turned, but she remained calm on the surface: "Fellow Daoist Song, the Sun-Moon Sky Demon King was once an eleventh-level being. His methods are treacherous and beyond the comprehension of our cultivation. Please go back and ask Senior Yuan Heng to confirm whether the Sun-Moon Sky Demon King has been killed."

Song Fengchun nodded, then took off into the air and flew out of the cave world.

It was pitch black, in the void abyss filled with twisted void.

The Wanshan River is like a lone boat, drifting in it.

The power of nothingness continued to destroy his body, turning it into nothingness.

His essence had already been consumed in large quantities in the previous war.

Now he was severely injured by Jiang Chuan's magical power.

As time went by, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a long time, or maybe just a moment.

A loud voice reached Wan Shanhe's ears.

"Return to Void Technique? It's actually Return to Void Technique! How could there be someone in the Qingyuan Realm who knows Return to Void Technique? Boy, who hurt you?"

Wan Shanhe opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a golden figure floating on a pool of red molten lava.

The golden figure wore a Taoist crown and had a gaunt face, looking like a true immortal descending to the earth, sacred and peaceful.

(End of this chapter)