Chapter 1104 Taiqing Ancient Clan, Xuanji Immortal Emperor!

"Is it the Taiqing Immortal Clan or the Taiqing Ancient Clan?"

Feeling the majestic incense descending from the sky above the altar, Lin Wudao felt a strong curiosity in his heart.

The Taiqing clan is a clan!

Under the Taiqing clan, there are many branches. The Taiqing Immortal Clan and the Taiqing Ancient Clan all originated from the ancient Taiqing clan.

And the origin of the Taiqing clan is the Taiqing Ancient God...

Theoretically, any branch of the Taiqing clan can worship the Taiqing Ancient God.

But!

The Taiqing Ancient God has completely perished, which shows that the once powerful Taiqing clan has encountered a major crisis.

Lin Wudao guessed that the Taiqing clan branch that originally worshipped and believed devoutly has fallen apart.

Therefore, there is a gap in faith!

Otherwise, as long as there is a Taiqing clan member who continues to believe and worship, the Taiqing Ancient God will not perish.

However!

This sudden incense was obviously gathered again after the Taiqing Ancient God perished.

Therefore

Lin Wudao didn't know which branch of the Taiqing clan was worshipping the ancient god Taiqing behind the altar.

Buzz~

Just as Lin Wudao frowned and thought, suddenly, under the infusion and attraction of a large amount of incense, the originally silent altar suddenly burst into a faint divine light.

Then!

In Lin Wudao's surprised eyes, a clear picture appeared from above the altar.

In the picture, in an ancient and solemn temple, there were thousands of people kneeling on the ground, worshiping and offering sacrifices devoutly.

And.

Faintly, a solemn voice came...

"Father God, today Lin Xuanji leads the Taiqing Ancient Clan, the clansmen above the Immortal King, to offer a pious sacrifice at the top of Taiqing Divine Mountain."

"I hope that Father God will return soon!"

"I hope that God will protect my Taiqing Ancient Clan, and the incense will be passed down from generation to generation, and the power of our ancestors will not fall."

...

The solemn and majestic voice reached Lin Wudao's ears.

Then.

The scene changed!

At the front of the crowd, a middle-aged man in green clothes who was burning incense, praying, and worshiping devoutly came into view.

Behind him, many clansmen were kneeling...

"It turned out to be the Taiqing Ancient Clan!"

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that after endless years, the Taiqing Ancient Clan still maintained such a firm belief."

"Moreover, all the clansmen who participated in the sacrifice were Immortal Kings or above."

"From this, it can be seen that although the Taiqing clan no longer has the glory and honor of the past, it still has a part of strong foundation and power."

"The world where the Taiqing Ancient Clan is located must be a large world of origin..."

Lin Wudao narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment!

Through the picture of the Taiqing Ancient Clan's sacrifice and Lin Xuanji's voice, he analyzed some important information.

The Taiqing Ancient Clan has a very strong foundation and power.

The world where their clan is located is definitely not lower than the origin world.

Because.

According to Lin Wudao's perception, Lin Xuanji, who led the clansmen to sacrifice, is an Immortal Emperor.

And, he is not an ordinary Immortal Emperor!

From this, it can be seen.

The world where the Taiqing Ancient Clan is located is definitely a large world of origin.

Only the status of the origin world can give birth to a peerless immortal emperor like Lin Xuanji.

"The foundation of the Taiqing Ancient Clan is so strong. If I can control this branch, it will definitely bring me unimaginable benefits."

"But how should I start?"

Lin Wudao kept thinking in his heart.

A clan with at least a peerless immortal emperor may not be able to rely on the previous method of pretending to be a god.

"Oh, by the way, Lin Jiuxiao seems to be able to be used again..."

Suddenly!

Lin Wudao thought of Lin Jiuxiao in the outside world, and a ray of light burst out in his eyes.

Originally.

He was going to dig out the original divine blood from Lin Jiuxiao, but now it seems that he cannot die for the time being, and there is still great value for use.

Thinking of this!

Lin Wudao suddenly had a plan in his mind.

But.

He was still too happy too early!

Just when he was about to use Lin Jiuxiao to control the Taiqing Ancient Clan, the scene above the altar suddenly changed again.

"Everyone leave Taiqing Mountain, I want to talk to Father God..."

Lin Xuanji ordered expressionlessly.

"Yes, Emperor!"

The immortal emperors, quasi-immortal emperors, and immortal kings behind him all responded respectfully.

Then.

They left Taiqing Mountain at the fastest speed.

When everyone left, Lin Xuanji slowly stood up, took firm and steady steps, and walked into the Taiqing Temple.

Bang!

A beam of immortal light shot out, and the door of the temple slammed shut.

At the same time.

Under Lin Wudao's gaze, Lin Xuanji flipped his hand and took out a mysterious black incense, lit it and inserted it on the altar in the center of the temple.

After a while!

Lin Xuanji's voice came again.

However, this time Lin Xuanji's expression and tone had changed a lot.

The solemnity and awe on his face were gone, and his tone became calm, even mixed with a heavy sense of authority.

"Lin Jiuxiao, you have been in the Mausoleum of God for a while, what is the situation there now?"

"How long will it take to bring back the original blood of the Father God?"

"The original divine blood left by the Father God in the Mausoleum of God is the only hope for our Taiqing Ancient Clan to restore its former glory. There must be no mistakes."

"You should understand the importance of the original divine blood to our Taiqing Ancient Clan. For it, our Taiqing Ancient Clan has paid tens of thousands of geniuses."

"If you still can't bring out the original divine blood, this emperor will have to change someone else."

"In addition, there is also the supreme divine law passed down by the Father God in the past. You have to bring it back..."

A low and majestic voice came from the sky above the altar.

Hmm?

Lin Wudao was startled when he heard Lin Xuanji's sudden words.

Then.

His brows frowned.

This matter seems to be different from what he imagined...

"The Taiqing Ancient Clan is also planning to get the original blood of the gods and the great way?"

"Lin Jiuxiao was sent by them specifically to obtain the original blood of the Taiqing Ancient God and then take it out."

"It seems that the Taiqing Ancient Clan has long given up hope for the Taiqing Ancient God. The previous pious sacrifices may be just a show?"

"If the Taiqing Ancient Clan does not believe that the Taiqing Ancient God is still alive, then it is unrealistic to use Lin Jiuxiao's identity."

"If you want to get the Taiqing Ancient Clan, you have to think of other ways..."

Lin Wudao frowned and thought.

The information that Lin Xuanji accidentally revealed completely disrupted his previous plan.

It is impossible to repeat the old trick!

The Taiqing Ancient Clan has the Immortal Emperor, and there may even be the existence of the Ancient Immortal Emperor. If he plays the role of the Taiqing Ancient God, he will definitely die.

Once he appears, what awaits him must be thunder suppression.

So, this way is not feasible!

Since we can’t harvest the resources and incense of the Taiqing Ancient Clan through the channel of faith, there is no point in keeping the altar here.

Thinking of this.

Lin Wudao glanced coldly at Lin Xuanji in the picture, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped the altar.

Boom!

The altar was instantly reduced to ashes with a palm strike...

...

At the same time.

With the destruction of the Shenhai Altar, countless cracks suddenly appeared on the altar in the Taiqing Shenshan Temple.

Finally.

In Lin Xuanji’s unbelievable eyes, it collapsed directly... (End of this chapter)