Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body

"I can come here alone and tell whether it's real or fake. Why do you have to go here in person?"

"If I don't see the Doudi ruins with my own eyes, I will still be worried."

High above the ruins, a strong wind whipped and whipped. Two figures, one black and one white, stood in mid-air, their robes motionless amidst the swirling sea of ​​clouds.

A figure in a black robe was wrapped in black flames, and his eyes were like deep black holes that could swallow everything. The space around him slowly twisted, but it was not a simple tear, but disappeared out of thin air, as if swallowed by some unspeakable fear.

The figure in white robe had a handsome face and looked to be about thirty years old. He had the elegant temperament of a scholar, but his eyes were scarlet like a sea of ​​blood, which made people feel a little nervous.

Emperor Hun Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his scarlet eyes slightly narrowed, staring at the seemingly ordinary ancient ruins below. He didn't even dare to rashly probe his soul power into it.

But even so, he could sense that there was a faint but not negligible breath in the ruins. Even though it was as light as a gossamer, it contained a tremendous power that could change the color of the world!

"There's no mistake. This majestic imperial power is almost identical to the ruins where the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade was unearthed a thousand years ago!"

The corner of Emperor Hun Tian's mouth curled up in a sickly arc, and his pale face flushed unnaturally with excitement.

"After a hundred thousand years, this remaining imperial might is still comparable to that of Tuoshe Ancient Emperor. This shows that the Sword Emperor's strength is far superior to that of Tuoshe Ancient Emperor.

And it is such a pity that the complete inheritance he left behind fell into the hands of a Dou Zun..."

A look of desire flashed in Xuwu Tunyan's eyes.

"I'll find him!"

There was a bloodshot glow in Emperor Hun Tian's eyes. For the sake of the complete inheritance of Emperor Dou, he would spare no expense!

Void Devouring Flame said, "Are you counting on those rubbish from the Soul Palace? In a thousand years, they couldn't even deal with the impoverished Xiao Clan, let alone capture the Sword Emperor's heir...

Calculating the time, the Eight Clans Conference should be starting soon. If they get there first, you and I will be in big trouble!"

"Those idiots are probably not even as good as the Soul Palace."

Emperor Hun Tian snorted coldly, looking down, frowning and saying, "What a pity for this kid Hun Miesheng. His cultivation and abilities are quite good, but he has to die of old age in these ruins."

"Instead of feeling pity for a junior whose fate is already determined, it's better to think about how to find Xiao Jibai."

"No need for you to remind me."

Void Devouring Flame lightly raised his fingertips, and a wisp of dark black flame leaped silently. The surrounding space was swallowed up the moment it touched the black flame, making a wailing sound.

Emperor Hun Tian took one last glance at the ruins, a glint of greed flashing in his crimson eyes. The two men stepped side by side into the pitch-black spatial rift, their figures gradually blurring as if dissolved by the darkness.

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Ancient world, Sky Palace.

A nine-foot-long round jade table was quietly suspended in the center of the hall. It had eight seats in total. Seven figures sat on jade thrones carved with dragons and phoenixes, and behind them stood the elders of various tribes.

Only the seat in the east was left empty. The chair made entirely of amethyst was dull and lifeless. The word "Xiao" engraved on the back of the chair symbolized its former owner.

"Hun Tu, why are you here? Where is Emperor Hun Tian?"

Lei Ying, the leader of the Thunder Clan, made a sound like thunder, and nine ferocious thunder dragons were slithering on his shoulders.

Hun Tu said coldly: "The clan leader is in the Soul Realm, meditating and comprehending the secrets of the Dou Emperor. It is not appropriate for him to come out."

Hun Tu, the leader of the four demon saints of the Hun Clan. In the absence of Emperor Hun Tian, ​​he was appointed to attend the Eight Clan Conference on his behalf, barely qualified.

Yan Jin, the head of the Yan Clan, laughed heartily: "The Sword Emperor's legacy is now wandering in a corner of the continent. How could he comprehend the secrets of the Dou Emperor? I'm afraid he's still recovering from his injuries!"

Hun Tu's expression was cold and he remained silent for a long time.

When everyone saw this look, they accepted it.

Gu Yuan seemed to be lost in thought. It seemed that the injury Xiao Xuan had caused to Emperor Hun Tian was even more serious than he had imagined, and it had not healed even after a thousand years.

Otherwise, since it concerns the Sword Emperor's inheritance, Emperor Hun Tian will have to show up no matter what.

This is good, as the Ancient Clan can now secure the top spot among the Eight Ancient Clans...

"Everyone has gathered here to discuss the matter of the Sword Emperor's inheritance."

Gu Yuan tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingertips, his voice echoing throughout the hall. "But Xiao Jibai, the Xiao clan's leader, disappeared without a trace after setting foot on the continent, like a fish swimming into the sea... I don't know what to do."

"Since he wants to revive the Xiao clan, he must definitely call back all the former Xiao clan members. Why don't we take the initiative and capture all the Xiao clan members first?

So, are you still afraid that he won't surrender?"

Hun Tu smiled sinisterly.

This move is similar to Gu Yang’s previous proposal, and is even more vicious!

"Furthermore, the Soul Palace, a subsidiary of our clan, has long been aware of the movements of all branches of the Xiao family in Wutan City... The Xiao family in Wutan City is the only remaining branch of the Xiao clan. With everyone's approval and our combined efforts, it won't be difficult to accomplish this!"

Lei Ying laughed and said, "It's a good plan...but how many cats and kittens are left in the Xiao clan now?

In my opinion, your Soul Clan can handle this matter without the need for all the other clans to work together!"

"Yes!"

Yan Jin echoed.

Gu Dao behind Gu Yuan also nodded in agreement.

Hun Tu frowned, wondering what these people were up to.

At this moment, Hunxuzi stepped forward, a gentle smile appearing on his face: "The eight ancient clans have always been of the same blood and have always advanced and retreated together. My Hun clan has the ability to take care of this matter, but we dare not act arbitrarily.

It would be better if all ethnic groups contributed their efforts..."

As soon as the words fell, the hall fell into silence. For some reason, the atmosphere was filled with indescribable weirdness.

Chapter 91 Schrödinger's Sword Emperor's Back-up Plan

"How about it, are you satisfied with my proposal?"

The corners of Hunxuzi's lips curled up into a smile that was not a smile.

Everyone fell into silence, which gave Hun Tu some time to think. Even if his mind was still confused, he still figured out what was going on.

These old foxes!

Hun Tu cursed in his heart.

All of the eight ancient clans have the background of an emperor, for example, the residual soul of the Medicine Emperor of the Medicine Clan, and their Soul Clan's Emperor-Slaying Formation - the Emperor-Slaying Ghost Blood Blade.

Perhaps some of the imperial clan's imperial heritage has been exhausted over the long years, but at least it once existed. Now that Xiao Jibai has obtained the complete inheritance of the Sword Emperor, who dares to say that he does not have any trump cards left by the Sword Emperor?

Especially since the stone statue of the Sword Emperor still retains the emperor's aura. The Sword Emperor even left a backup plan in the stone statue, so how could he be stingy with his successor?

“I didn’t fall for it…”

Gu Dao's wrinkled eyelids lifted slightly, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his cloudy pupils.

During these three days, he had discussions with the elders of the ancient clan, and the final result was that the plan of using Xiao Yan to lure out Xiao Jibai would not work.

The reason is the Sword Emperor's backup plan on Xiao Jibai's body.

Before Xiao Jibai took out the Sword Emperor's back hand, or before he died, this thing was in a superposition state of existence and non-existence.

It can be called Schrödinger's back-up plan for the Sword Emperor, and no one dares to bet on it!

Otherwise, if Xiao Jibai was left with no other options and fought with them, it would be a waste of time and effort.

Gu Dao stared at Hunxuzi, this man was no ordinary person.

Hunxuzi once sneaked into Danta for a hundred years. Because of his outstanding talent, he was accepted as a disciple by the then Danta master. Later, his identity was exposed, and he joined forces with the Hun Clan to kill his master.

Hunxuzi's intelligence and cruel temper are both first-rate...

Gu Yuan said gently: "The Xiao clan is also one of the eight ancient clans. Although it has been in decline for a thousand years, the friendship between the eight clans has remained the same and has not dissipated.

I promised Xiao Xuan to take care of his people... This method of scheming is unfounded, and I feel bad. Everyone, for my sake, please choose another method."

Yan Jin laughed heartily: "Clan leader Gu Yuan is merciful, but this method is against the harmony of nature, and I am unwilling to adopt it!"

"Yes, the friendship between the eight clans cannot be ignored."

"Well, there's always a better way."

"..."

Gu Yuan said something to smooth things over, and everyone walked down the stairs.

Then everyone started arguing about how to invite Xiao Jibai out. For a while, the Sky Palace was noisy again. The elders of the seven tribes argued with each other, and the huge palace was as noisy as a market.

In the end, it turned into another verbal fight, and Gu Dao was so angry that his face turned red and his veins bulged.

Gu Yuan frowned slightly. The eight ancient clans all had their own thoughts. It was not a solution to continue arguing like this...

"All right."

He tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, and the clear sound of a jade chime echoed in the hall. The tense atmosphere suddenly eased, and Hun Tu and others all turned their eyes to him.

Gu Yuan smiled faintly, very satisfied with everyone's reaction. This was the only way to demonstrate the status of the Gu clan among the eight ancient clans.

Lei Ying asked, "What does Patriarch Gu Yuan have to say?"

"It's out of the question."

Gu Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "In any case, we will first send people to the northwest continent to try to search for him. Perhaps Ji Bai hasn't left yet."

"That's all it can do."

Yan Jin nodded. With the strength of the seven tribes, if they worked together to search, they would definitely be able to turn the Northwest Continent upside down. As long as Xiao Jibai was still in the Northwest Continent, he would always be found!

Lei Ying said: "There are also the Sword Emperor's ruins. We also want to go and see them."

"can."

Gu Yuan looked calm. He understood that even if Gu Dao said that there were no more treasures in the Sword Emperor's ruins, these people would not believe it unless they sent their own people to confirm it.

It is even possible that he has already been there secretly.

"It's perfectly fine for the seven clans to join forces to search for Xiao Jibai... but the Xiao clan's downfall was caused by Emperor Hun Tian. I'm afraid it wouldn't be appropriate for the Hun clan to get involved in this operation."

Gu Dao suddenly spoke.

Everyone's eyes suddenly became subtle.

Hun Tu's expression changed slightly: "Old Gudao, what do you mean?"

"I'm just telling the truth. If the Soul Clan also goes to the Northwest Continent, Xiao Jibai will probably avoid them if he finds out. For the sake of the overall situation, I ask the Soul Clan to make a small sacrifice."

Gu Dao laughed hoarsely.