Chapter 4488 Undersea Monuments
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Xiao Fan fell into silence, he didn't know Hu Zu's strength.
But since he can be on par with the Huoyou Sacred Ancestor, how can he have the combat power of a peerless Sacred Ancestor.
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan couldn't help rubbing his temples.
The Purple Blood Temple doesn't even have a peerless holy ancestor, so if it goes to war with the Huoyou Temple, it will definitely lose.
"I see, continue to inquire about the news, and let me know if there is anything to do." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and said.
As Ye Qingcheng left, thoughts flashed through Xiao Fan's mind one by one.
"Now that I have a seven-forged golden body, it stands to reason that I should be an immortal stone ancestor. Why hasn't the Holy Ancestor Tribulation come yet?" Xiao Fan had a headache.
Normally speaking, if he breaks through the Heavenly Exalted Realm, he is a half-step holy ancestor.
There is no doubt about this.
The half-step holy ancestor only has a six-forged supreme golden body.
In the final analysis, the Heavenly Venerable Realm and the Half-step Saint Ancestor are just one realm, but the latter is stronger than the former Supreme Golden Body.
Xiao Fan's physical body has reached the standard and he has broken through the Heavenly Venerable Realm, he is a half-step holy ancestor.
However, the level of the Holy Ancestor Realm is extremely difficult.
Even now, his original power of swordsmanship and the original power of killing have been completely perfected.
Could it be that one has to wait for the power of the original source of time and space to be perfected before breaking through the Immortal Saint Ancestor Realm?
If this is the case, then this is not the path of physical cultivation at all, but the path of spiritual cultivation.
Xiao Fan thought about it for a year or two, but he didn't think about it clearly.
In terms of combat power, his current strength is not weaker than that of the immortal ancestor.
However, the Holy Ancestor Tribulation has not arrived for a long time, and Xiao Fan has doubts about his cultivation path.
"There is another possibility, and that is that my original power has not undergone a qualitative change." Xiao Fan said calmly.
The difference between the Saint Ancestor Realm and the Celestial Venerable Realm is the qualitative change in the power of the source.
Although the strength of his current source power is not weak, it is not even weaker than the ordinary immortal ancestor.
But for himself, the original power has not changed qualitatively.
But how to make the original power qualitatively change?
Xiao Fan was stunned. He had tried many methods, but all ended in failure.
Perhaps it was the reason why his supreme golden body was ahead of the realm of cultivation, which made this qualitative change more and more difficult.
"It doesn't matter, maybe, when the original power of time and space is completely perfect, I will be able to break through the real holy ancestor realm. At that time, I should be able to fight the peerless holy ancestor."
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan took out the time-space dzi and continued to study the original power of time-space.
Time passed, and two months passed quickly.
Xiao Fan has been immersed in the comprehension of the original power of time and space. To his surprise, the Huoyou Temple has not attacked the Purple Blood Temple for a long time.
Counting the time, Zi Ruxue should have recovered the cultivation of the peerless holy ancestor.
Xiao Fan's pressure was greatly reduced, at least one tall man could stand up, and he would not be helpless to fight back against the Huoyou Temple.
"Boss!"
Suddenly, the voice of killing the gods sounded, and he walked into the hall in a hurry.
"Huoyou Temple is here?" Xiao Fan's expression froze.
"No." Killing God shook his head, "I found a trace of a person, maybe you will be interested."
"Who?" Xiao Fan asked without thinking.
"Jian Wusheng." Killing God took a deep breath.
"Jian Wusheng?" Xiao Fan sat up in shock, unable to believe his ears, "Isn't he dead?"
That day Huoyou Shengzu took Jian Wusheng to chase them down, Jian Wusheng took the initiative to provoke Zi Ruxue, was captured alive by Xiao Fan, and died in his hands later.
"No wonder I always felt something was wrong at the time. Jian Wusheng was the second most powerful general under the Huoyou Sacred Ancestor, so I felt too weak." Xiao Fan sat down slowly, and the scene of that day came to mind.
On that day, Xiao Fan always felt that Jian Wu's life and death were too simple.
It doesn't look like a strong man who can kill the Immortal Saint Ancestor Realm.
"I am also shocked, but he is indeed still alive, and what is even more shocking is that the ancestor Huoyou is chasing and killing him." Killing God was also extremely disturbed.
"Why?" Xiao Fan was astonished.
"I don't know the details, but there are rumors that Jian Wusheng took refuge in the ancestor Huoyou just to steal something from him." Killing God explained.
"Boss, don't you want to subdue Jian Wusheng? This may be a good opportunity. This person's swordsmanship is no less than Ye Qingcheng." Killing God added.
"You know his whereabouts?" Xiao Fan rubbed his chin, lost in thought.
"I don't know the details, but the spies reported that he sneaked into the depths of the Youhai Sea." Killing God said in a deep voice, "Right now, the ancestor Huoyou must not be in the mood to start a war. It should be safe here."
Xiao Fan pondered for a while and said: "You stay here, I will go and see with Ye Qingcheng."
Apart from him and Ye Qingcheng, Killing God is considered to be the strongest combat force here, not weaker than the veteran Bingzu at all.
With him here, Xiao Fan felt relieved.
"Okay." Killing God was a little disappointed.
"Don't worry, I'll call you again when something good happens next time." Xiao Fan comforted, and then called Ye Qingcheng, and the two changed their appearances and left the shore of Youhai.
The secluded sea is vast and boundless, even if the Holy Ancestor Realm tries its best to explore it, it will take several months.
This just gave Jian Wusheng a chance to escape. If he wanted to hide, even the peerless ancestor might not be able to find it easily.
Xiao Fan didn't have too much hope, but he always had a doubt in his heart.
He personally killed Jian Wusheng. Although he thought that Jian Wusheng shouldn't die so easily, how did he survive?
"Palace Master, it's hard to find this way, why don't we first look for the people from Huoyou Sacred Church?" After a few days, the two found nothing, Ye Qingcheng suggested.
"That's a good idea." Xiao Fan nodded.
The Huoyou Holy Church had a big goal, and they only spent a day to find the trace of the Huoyou Holy Church.
Dozens of people from the Huoyou Holy Church gathered in a trench deep in the Youhai Sea. Xiao Fan and the two dared not approach, but they still felt the aura of more than a dozen Immortal Ancestor Realm.
"What did Jian Wusheng steal from Huoyou Sacred Ancestor to make him go to war so violently?" Xiao Fan muttered.
"Palace Master, do you think that trench looks like a city?" Ye Qingcheng wondered.
Xiao Fan heard the words, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help showing surprise.
Not only does it resemble, it is simply a city.
It's just that it should have experienced countless years of devastation, and it looks no different from a normal trench.
But if you look closely, you can see traces of some buildings.
"Sacred Ancestor Huoyou has been guarding here, and what Jian Wusheng stole should be related to the underwater ruins." Xiao Fan made a judgment in an instant.
"Not only that, I'm afraid this underwater relic is not simple, Jian Wusheng may have stolen the key to open this relic." Ye Qingcheng analyzed.
"The reason why Jian Wusheng died in my hands is that he pretended to be dead on purpose so that he could take the opportunity to steal that key?" Xiao Fan nodded secretly.
After a pause, he said again: "But if it's a key, why didn't Holy Patriarch Huoyou open it?"
Ye Qingcheng was puzzled.
"Wait, I have a hunch that the truth will surface soon." Xiao Fan held his breath and concentrated, hiding his breath, staring at the distance.