Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

He is afraid!

He was afraid that once his soul escaped from his brows, the old man opposite him who looked like he was about to die would raise his hand and point, casting a curse on his soul!

Even if his physical body is damaged, he still has a chance to survive, but if even his soul is damaged, then his hundreds of thousands of years of hard work will probably turn to ashes!

"curse?"

Song Xuan raised the corner of his mouth, "That's not impossible, but to be precise, this method of mine is neither an immortal method nor a curse. It should be called a calamity, which is more appropriate!"

His old body walked step by step to the side of the green-robed ancestor, looking down at the blood-soaked and miserable Golden Immortal Demon.

"Fellow Daoist, today is your calamity. Now, do you have anything else to say?"

The green-robed ancestor swallowed his saliva.

There was immense dread and fear in his eyes as he looked at Song Xuan.

Before, in his perception, Song Xuan was just a mortal without any aura of cultivation.

But now, Song Xuan still did not have any aura of cultivation in his perception. However, he no longer dared to treat the other party as a mortal. Instead, he had already determined in his heart that the other party was an old monster of the witch clan who survived the witch and demon catastrophe!

It is suspected that he has mastered the advanced curse method of the witch clan and is a great witch-level existence!

"You can't kill me!"

After confirming Song Xuan's origins, the Green Robe Patriarch lay on the ground and pleaded in a low voice: "My uncle is the Turtle Prime Minister of the East China Sea Dragon Palace! If you kill me, the East China Sea Dragon Palace will not forgive you!"

"Oh?"

Song Xuan pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Did your uncle send you to kill people and steal treasures?"

"Yes, he said you have an acquired spiritual treasure, so he asked me to come here quietly to get things done."

Song Xuan's expression was indifferent. "How did he determine that I had a spiritual treasure?"

In order to survive, the Green Robe Patriarch did not care about anything else and hurriedly said, "It is said that he sent people to check your background and confirmed that you are an ascended being, but you brought a group of people from the lower realm to sneak up, so he deduced that you are very likely to have an acquired spiritual treasure.

Spiritual treasures, whether acquired or innate, are treasures that Golden Immortals desire. Even Taiyi-level beings would not complain about having too many spiritual treasures.

"Besides you and your uncle, who else knows about this?"

The green-robed ancestor hesitated for a moment, "I said, can you let me go?"

"You have no room for bargaining!"

Song Xuan slowly extended his right index finger, "If you don't want your soul to collapse now, you'd better tell me the truth. If the result satisfies me, I will let your soul leave and will not attack you again!"

The green-robed ancestor looked at Song Xuan's index finger with fear. He guessed that what was brewing in the other party's index finger should be a terrible curse that would destroy the soul. He no longer dared to hesitate and began to tell everything.

"My uncle's two subordinates should know about it. Other than that, no one else should know."

"My uncle wanted to keep the spiritual treasure for himself, so he only told me secretly. The Dragon Clan didn't know about this!"

Song Xuan uttered an "oh", retracted his fingers, and said lightly: "Very good, now you can go!"

The green-robed ancestor was a little surprised and asked in delight, "Are you really going to let me go?"

Song Xuan nodded.

"You won't wait for my soul to leave my body before you attack me from behind, right?"

Song Xuan glanced at him coldly, "I said I won't do it again, but if you insist, I can reluctantly do it again!"

"Don't don't!"

A golden light flashed between the eyebrows of the green-robed ancestor. The moment his soul appeared, he bowed to Song Xuan from a distance in some panic.

"I am a junior who doesn't know what's good for me and has offended you, Senior. When I get back, I will definitely ask my uncle to come and apologize!"

Song Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded slowly, "Let's go!"

The Green Robe Patriarch was overjoyed, and his soul instantly turned into a golden light and shot up into the sky. In terms of escape speed alone, the speed of his soul was several times faster than that of his physical body. As long as he entered the territory of the East China Sea, he could escape completely!

But just as he was leaving Lingxi and about to enter the sky above the East China Sea, he saw a bronze luster falling from the clouds. It was a huge bronze coffin.

Before he could react, there was a bang, and the Green Robe Patriarch's soul froze in place. Then his head started buzzing and his consciousness became blurred.

"Is this the magical treasure my uncle was talking about? It's amazing!"

As soon as the coffin was knocked down, even his Golden Immortal-level soul became confused. It was indeed a magical treasure, truly amazing!

But the next moment, he mobilized the last bit of his consciousness and roared towards where Song Xuan was.

"Old man, you have no martial ethics and no integrity!"

Song Xuan looked at him from a distance, smiled slightly, and shook his head gently, "I said I won't take action again, little green-haired turtle, if you dare to say anything nonsense again, be careful or I will sue you for defamation!"

Wow~~

The coffin lid opened, and then closed again in an instant, and the soul of the green-robed ancestor disappeared.

The sky and the earth were still covered in white, shrouded by wind and snow, as if there had never been any trace of the Green Robe Patriarch ever visiting this world.

Song Qian raised her hand, and the Three Lives Coffin flashed with light, turning into a small object the size of a palm and falling into her palm. Then Erni took a step forward and came in front of her brother.

At this moment, my brother's appearance is undergoing amazing changes.

He originally looked like a hunchbacked old man in his seventies or eighties, but now his white hair was turning from white to black, his shriveled face was beginning to become fuller, and the old age on his body was rapidly dissipating.

After a few breaths, Song Xuan changed into a white robe and regained his usual handsome appearance. Looking at the snow all over the sky, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

“It feels so full of life, it’s wonderful!!”

The second decline of the celestial being, the decline of his magical power, has been completely overcome!

Chapter 982 Old man, Taiyi, danger!

With the passage of the second period of decline, Song Xuan's combat power has skyrocketed.

After experiencing the decline of his physical body and magic power, he has now grasped some of the essence of the decline. Although he can only mobilize the decline of his physical body and magic power to fight the enemy, even so, it is not something that an ordinary Golden Immortal can deal with!

At this moment, he is full of expectations for the future.

If one day he overcomes the fifth decline, then as soon as he makes a move, the power of the five declines of heaven and man will descend at the same time. By then, it is estimated that even the Daluo-level existence in the ancient times will cry out that it can't bear it!

Only then, with the means at his disposal, could he dare to call himself "calamity!"

He, Song Xuan, is the walking calamity!

"Brother, those two moves you just used, were they the power of Decline?"

Song Xuan nodded, "Exactly!"

Song Qian frowned, "You can comprehend the method of activating the calamity of decline after overcoming the tribulation, but why can't I comprehend it? With my level of comprehension, it doesn't make sense!"

Song Xuan was silent for a moment. "Crisis and fortune complement each other. Your decline is too simple. Although there is no crisis, it is difficult for you to comprehend my fortune.

There are gains and losses!"

Song Qian frowned, thought for a moment, and finally shook her head, "Forget it, it's better to keep it simple. I don't want to suffer for decades or even hundreds of years due to a bad calamity.

I will be responsible for the faster progress of cultivation. As for invincibility, you can do it later, brother!"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Just keep it in mind. By the way, you've been here for so long, hasn't Yue Lao urged you?"

"I just need to coax him. The old man is old and likes to talk to people. I'll just listen to him nagging for a few more times when I get home."

Victoria Song giggled and said, "But I do have to go back. Yue Lao sent me several messages saying that the Heavenly Court might be holding some activities in the near future and asked me to go back and discuss it."

"Then you should return to the Marriage Palace first. Remember to send me a message if you have anything to say. Now you and I can be considered masters, so there's no need to be so timid as before."

Victoria Song grinned, "I'm really looking forward to it. It's been a while since I've felt like leveling up and killing monsters like this."

Brother, I am waiting for the day when you become a saint!"

After saying that, Victoria Song squeezed her paws towards Song Xuan and clenched her fist towards Lian Xing, "Sister Qingshuang, come on!"

Then, her figure flashed and disappeared in the white snow.

Song Xuan was also influenced by his cheerful and always optimistic sister. He put his arm around Lian Xing and laughed, "Xiao Qingshuang, let's go. It's getting dark. It's time to go to bed!"

Lian Xing shrank her head like a quail, too timid to look up and meet Song Xuan's gaze.

"Brother Song Xuan, how about we do it another day? When my sister comes back, we can get together again!"

When facing Song Xuan in his mortal state, Lian Xing fought back hard and hugged her husband every day to do the things they loved. But when facing Lord Song after his mortal state ended, Lian Xing played dead and acted like an ostrich, and the main thing was to follow her heart.

You can kill the golden immortal monster with ease, how can I, a little woman who is not even an immortal, withstand the power of your stick?

Song Xuan pinched her shy face and couldn't help but smile, "Look how scared you are. Let's go. Next, you should prepare to become an immortal."

As he spoke, Lord Song, the land god, flicked his sleeves, and a space vortex like a black hole appeared at the cuffs, which was visible to the naked eye. It was like the universe in his sleeves, and it took the body of the green-robed ancestor into his inner world.

The body of the Golden Immortal Demon is extremely rich in the essence of flesh and blood, and the magic power in its body is definitely a great tonic for the inner world.

After refining, the starry sky of the inner world will expand by at least one circle!

...

In the Prime Minister's Mansion in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, Prime Minister Turtle was lazily sitting on a recliner, drinking fairy wine and enjoying the personal service of the Dragon Palace's clam girl.

The next moment, he suddenly sat up, with a jade communication talisman in his hand.

It was news from his eldest nephew.

The corners of Prime Minister Turtle's mouth rose slightly. Calculating the time, his nephew should have arrived in Jambu Continent. Could it be that he had already got the treasure?

But as his spiritual sense explored, the next moment, his face changed and he opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

Because the message from the Green Robe Patriarch's nephew was only a few words long.

Old man, Taiyi, danger!

It can be seen that the message was transmitted very urgently and hastily. There was no time to convey it carefully and it was terminated abruptly.

Prime Minister Turtle tried to send a message back, but after waiting for a long time, he still received no reply.

He then went to the back hall of the mansion, walked in hurriedly, and soon came out with a dark face.

Inside the hall, the soul lamp of the Green Robe Patriarch has been extinguished!

The soul lamp went out, which also meant that his eldest nephew was completely dead!

"Who is it? Who is it?"

Old man, Taiyi, dangerous...

Prime Minister Turtle silently read the news from his nephew before his death, and gradually deduced some information that he thought was more reliable.

The Song Xuan siblings were most likely not as rootless as he had guessed.

Although he is an ascended being, he may have powerful backers in the upper realm of the prehistoric world.

He patted his head lightly, feeling a little annoyed.

Yes, that must be the case!

I was so overwhelmed by the spiritual treasure at that time that I took it for granted that the two ascenders had no background in the prehistoric world.

Now thinking carefully, if he was just an ordinary ascender from the lower realm, how could he possess an acquired spiritual treasure?

Also, the disciple of the Human Sect's Duxian Sect knew Song Xuan. After he ascended to heaven, Song Xuan's sister went to the Marriage Hall as an apprentice. All these things seemed a little wrong.

Could it be that these two are the descendants of some powerful person in Heaven?

"Old man, Taiyi... who is this old man?"

Prime Minister Turtle couldn't guess that there were too many old men in the Heavenly Palace, and the older they were, the more powerful they were. Some old men who looked ordinary could be easily suppressed by the boys under his command if they came down to earth!

A few names inexplicably emerged in his mind, and then he shook his head, not daring to think any further.

As the prime minister of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, although he has the cultivation level of Taiyi, his own family knows his own business. He is a fake Taiyi, and his status is only given by the resources of the Dragon Palace.

As the steward of the Dragon Palace, he is just a civil servant and is not good at fighting at all. If he really encounters a Taiyi of the same level, the other party can suppress him in just a few moves!

Rubbing his head, Prime Minister Turtle felt more and more that something was wrong and that he had gotten into trouble.

Reason told him that at this time, he should report to the Dragon King and let him make the decision to find out who was the backer behind the Song Xuan siblings.

But his instinct told him not to tell the Dragon King.

Not to mention whether the Dragon King would punish me, a traitor, according to the family rules, even if he absolved me of my guilt, I can forget about continuing to sit on the position of Prime Minister of the Dragon Palace!

He was used to enjoying the beauty of power and couldn't let it go!

After much deliberation, Prime Minister Turtle finally decided to pretend to be dead!