Supreme Mad Emperor

Chapter 758 Conferred God Project
"My name is Zhenyuan, maybe you have heard of it, or maybe you haven't, but it doesn't matter, I have created nine nine-level original weapons in my life..."

Nine Hands Nine Tribulations Original Weapon!

All three were shocked.

And the life story that Zhenyuan said next made the three of them even more embarrassing.

Zhenyuan, the last weapon sage at the end of ancient times, is a well-deserved figure at the level of the ancestor of weapon refining.

Its achievements are far greater than those of later generations.

Not only did he refine the original soldiers with nine handles and nine robberies, but he also successfully refined two holy artifacts for others.

The Holy Artifact of the Extreme Dao is made by fusing and refining the original soldiers of the Nine Tribulations and the magic weapon of the ninth rank of Kong Yuan, and its power is unmatched!
Not a moment later, Ao Wuji and others from the main hall also came down, and after seeing Su Jue and the elder holding the sword were silent, they didn't dare to make a sound and quietly listen to the last words left by Zhenyuan.

"Successor, what you have obtained is my last weapon, which is also the breakthrough of the tenth tier nine original soldier, but only 500% of it has been completed, and the remaining [-]% needs to be completed by yourself. This weapon is extremely powerful, but It took me [-] years to research it, but unfortunately my lifespan is limited, so I can't complete it all..."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone's eyes were extremely hot.

And Su Jue and the elder holding the sword were even more astonished.

Zhenyuan said before that he spent 500 years researching and developing nine-handed ninth-tier original soldiers.

But this last one took a thousand and five years, and only [-]% of it was completed.

Once all of them are completed, wouldn't the power far exceed the previous nine handles?

Completing [-]% of the original weapon spectrum of the Nine Tribulations is something that the world's weapon refiners dream of.

"Su Jue, is the thing in your hands?" the sword-wielding elder asked sharply.

At the same time, the blue-clothed youth and the others all looked at Su Jue.

Ao Wuji and Wu Zecheng were even more jealous.

Such a treasure fell into Su Jue's hands, not theirs.

Su Jue didn't answer, but closed his eyes, because Zhen Yuan's voice sounded in his mind at this moment.

Only Su Jue could hear this voice, obviously it was very secretive.

"If you don't speak, you will die!"

The elder holding the sword was furious and shot directly, but unexpectedly, a miraculous force suddenly appeared around Su Jue and knocked the elder holding the sword flying.

"This power..." The elder holding the sword was shocked.

He knew very well that Su Jue absolutely did not have such power, and the only explanation was that the power left by Zhen Yuan was protecting Su Jue.

"It seems that the old man Zhenyuan is teaching his soul!" The blue-clothed youth clenched his fists, his face extremely gloomy.

"No, he must not be allowed to succeed."

In desperation, the elder holding the sword directly took out the two weapons behind him.

"Wait!"

At this moment, Ren Qingfeng's voice came from outside the stone wall.

After a while, Ren Qingfeng and a bald old man walked in.

"Sovereign, old man!"

Everyone bowed their hands at the same time.

Ren Qingfeng nodded, and said, "Don't disturb him yet, let's talk when he wakes up."

"That's right, even if he got the inheritance, we can let him say it when the time comes, so why rush it for a while." The old man who was called young and old laughed.

Everyone nodded one after another, looking at Su Jue with a kind of schadenfreude.

So what if I'm lucky, I still have to make a wedding dress for someone else.

"Successor, what is recorded in the gold leaf is that I have studied the instrument spectrum for 500 years, but that is not important, because if you don't give you something next, you will never be able to complete the original spectrum. Soldiers."

Zhenyuan's voice in Su Jue's mind began to become a little sad.

"Things are very complicated. I need to tell you from the beginning. In the third year of my becoming a weapon saint, a very mysterious person found me. His power made me feel like I saw a god..."

god……

As soon as Su Jue heard this word, he felt an inexplicable impulse.

This word, in the long years of heaven, is like a demon, lingering in everyone's heart.

No one knows what God is like, and no one knows what kind of power God possesses.

As for Zhenyuan, who was already at the level of a great emperor at that time, but said that the person had the power of a god, then how strong the mysterious person was, he might even be higher than the holy emperor.

But the Holy Emperor is already the limit of the heavens.

Is there really a god in this world?
Su Jue couldn't help asking himself.

Next, Zhenyuan narrated what happened.

At this moment, Su Jue also understood that the reason why Zhenyuan disappeared was actually taken away by this mysterious person.

"When I arrived at the destination with that mysterious person, I actually met my senior brother who had been "dead" for a long time, and the weapon saint who had already been reported dead. I am excited and honored to be working with these seniors…”

"We met for a short time, and then we were separated. I was brought to a small independent world, which is here. I call it Lihuojie."

"After arriving here, he gave me a lot of strange graphic patterns, and asked me to create a weapon based on the graphic patterns and his requirements. I saw these patterns and listened to his requirements, and I felt that this weapon is not It may be refined, and it even means to reject him directly."

"But then, he told me one thing. I, and the other eight Qi Sheng, were actually carrying out a plan. This plan was called—Fengshen!"

"Once the manufacture of the nine weapons is completed, you can open the Shenzang Center that has plagued the heavens for hundreds of thousands of years, and become a god-like existence... Becoming a god, I can't refuse!"

Hearing this, Su Jue couldn't help but tremble, feeling a chill all over his body.

Shenzang, the first of the three forbidden places in the God Realm, has been rumored since ancient times that whoever can open the center of Shenzang can become a god.

This is a legend, but it has been passed on to future generations. I don’t know how many great emperors have buried their bones in the sacred treasure forever because of this legend.

And what the god-like mysterious person let Zhenyuan refine turned out to be the key to the God's Treasure.

In other words, it is not just as simple as a Nine Tribulations original soldier, but also about the hope of becoming a god...

"No wonder it hasn't been successful for 500 years... No wonder..." Su Jue sighed.

"I know that the difficulty of this Bing Jiujie original soldier is beyond my ability, but I still continue. In the next hundred years, mysterious people often come to me to ask about my progress, but they are not here anymore. Appeared, and the Lihuo Realm where I am is completely closed, I am very confused, but I am more obsessed with the development of this weapon.”

"Unfortunately, for 500 years, a full 500 years, I didn't succeed until I came here, and the mysterious man never came again."

"Successor, I hope you can complete this musical instrument, and at the same time, I hope you can find the whereabouts of several other instrumental saints. They must have disappeared like me, but what they left behind must be found. God's plan...hehe, becoming a god is just a dream after all..."

The sound ends here, followed by magical patterns one by one, as well as the final form and requirements of the original soldier, and Zhenyuan's 500-year experience in developing this Bingjie soldier.

"Om..."

The light covering Su Jue's body slowly dissipated, and at the same time Su Jue opened his eyes.

"Su Jue, you're awake!" Ren Qingfeng laughed.

Su Jue, who woke up again, felt as if he had passed away, and nodded after a while.

"Alright, Qingfeng, let's be more straightforward."

At this time, the old man beside Ren Qingfeng suddenly looked at Su Jue and said, "Su Jue, give us the instrument score, this is not something you can possess."

"Why?" Su Jue asked in confusion.

"I've already said, this is not something you can possess." The old man said with some displeasure.

"That's right, Su Jue, it's not that I'm stingy, it's just that this is a ninth-level original soldier, and with your ability, you can't complete the last tenth, so I can't give it to you." Ren Qingfeng said with a trace of apology.

Su Jue was silent for a moment, then took out the gold leaf and looked at it for a while.

On the gold foil, there are only a few lines of writing and a dozen or so seals, but it is indeed the result of 500 years of authenticity.

"The Lihuo Realm belongs to the Lihuo Sect. Since you don't want to give it to me, I'll give it to you." Su Jue handed the gold foil to Ren Qingfeng as he spoke.

Ren Qingfeng nodded and smiled, then looked at the blue-clothed youth beside him and said, "Yiqing, take it, the future of Lihuozong depends on you."

The young man in blue nodded and walked towards Su Jue with a strange smile.

Su Jue frowned, and suddenly withdrew the musical instrument and said, "Who are you?"

"The head disciple, Wu Yiqing." The young man who called himself Wu Yiqing said indifferently.

Su Jue smiled, then looked at Ren Qingfeng, and said, "I thought the instrument score was for you."

"Giving it to him is the same as giving it to me." Ren Qingfeng laughed.

"Give it to him? Let him finish the last tenth. Do you think he can succeed, or, do you think he is better than me?" Su Jue asked with a smile.

"It is undeniable that he is indeed stronger than you, and he is also a natural craftsman. Even I feel inferior, so I will give such an important thing to him, not to myself." Ren Qingfeng looked into Su Jue's eyes and said.

(End of this chapter)