Chapter 1008 An Unexpected Event

The high priest held the Heaven-Slaying Axe in his hand, looking calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.

The Heaven-Slaying Saint's figure was extremely illusory, his breath was empty, and he looked in the direction of the high priest, looked at him deeply, and sighed: "Thinking of how glorious I was in my life, invincible, and powerful, I didn't expect to be humiliated by a junior today, how sad!"

"Ancestor!" Bai Yuan and others were trembling in their hearts, and looked at the Heaven-Slaying Saint with concern.

But the Heaven-Slaying Saint waved his hand, as if it didn't matter: "I have tried my best. If you can take back the Heaven-Slaying Axe, take it back. If not, let's forget it."

After that, he dragged his tired body towards the depths of Tianguang Mountain. His back looked extremely desolate and lonely, which made people feel sad.

It is really hard to imagine that the existence that once turned the tide has become like this now.

The figure of the Heaven-Slaying Saint quickly disappeared from everyone's sight. Bai Yuan and others turned their eyes to the high priest again, but with an extremely strong killing intent.

"Now, are you satisfied?" Bai Yuan said coldly.

"Thank you for the gift. We'll take our leave now." The high priest smiled faintly, then looked at Qiu Mo again, and flew the Heaven-Slaying Axe in his hand towards him, saying, "This Heaven-Slaying Axe is for you. Don't live up to its reputation."

Qiu Mo's eyes flashed with excitement, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed the Heaven-Slaying Axe into his palm, and then casually swung the axe towards the space in front of him. A silver axe light chopped into the void, and with a light sound of "Puff", the void was directly torn apart, and all the surrounding spiritual energy was sucked into it, like a black hole.

"What a top-grade imperial weapon!" Qiu Mo was surprised. A casual blow could have such power. No wonder the Heaven-Slaying Saint was so powerful back then.

"Let's go." The high priest said.

As the voice fell, the people of the Shenhuang clan rose into the air and headed out of Tianguang Mountain. The high priest, the clan leader, and the goddess also disappeared into the void.

Seeing the crowded space a moment ago become empty in an instant, the people of the Tianguang White Tiger clan were quite uneasy.

Today is undoubtedly the most humiliating day for the Tianguang White Tiger clan, without a doubt.

Not only did many clan members die, but they also lost a top-grade imperial weapon. Even the ancestor Zhantian, whom they admired very much, was insulted in public.

This is simply too miserable!

"Huang Hao, I will make you pay the price!" Bai Yuan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he was murderous. He wanted the Shenhuang clan to pay back today's revenge a hundredfold!

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Ten thousand miles away from Tianguang Mountain, in an unnamed ancient mountain, the environment here is quiet and elegant, and there is no trace of people. Below it is a winding spring, which makes the air a little cool.

At this time, on the top of the ancient mountain, a figure in white was sitting there quietly. He had a handsome face and a chic temperament. He looked very young and handsome, like a romantic and handsome young man.

Qin Xuan opened his eyes, and a ray of clarity flashed in his clear eyes. He had left the Cangdi Cave for a few days. He accidentally came to this ancient mountain and stayed to practice.

"It's time to leave." Qin Xuan said to himself and stood up slowly.

Just as he was about to leave the ancient mountain, a throbbing suddenly came from his dantian, and then an old voice sounded in his mind: "Little guy, you are doing well now!"

When this voice fell, Qin Xuan's body was suddenly struck by lightning, and the whole person froze there, his eyes became dull, and this voice was...

"Fen Lao." Qin Xuan's heart trembled violently, his eyes were slightly red, and he felt that the depths of his soul were hit by a heavy object. It was too sudden. Suddenly, I felt that this was an illusion and a little unreal.

Just now, was it really Fen Lao's voice?

"Why, I just disappeared for such a short time, and you don't recognize me, this old guy?" Another laugh and scolding came, so familiar, as usual with a bit of teasing tone.

"Old Fen, you finally woke up!" Qin Xuan said with a choked voice. After confirming that Old Fen really woke up, he suddenly felt a warm feeling flowing through his heart, extremely warm and happy, more excited than getting the Taicang Formation Map.

Old Fen accompanied him all the way and had long been regarded as a relative by him. No matter how long it has been, he will never forget that it was Old Fen who gave him everything he has now.

"It's the second level of Yuanhuang, barely passable. Thinking back to the old man, when I was your age, I was already at the peak of the emperor, but you still can't!" Old Fen said with a proud face, as if he looked down on Qin Xuan.

"..." Qin Xuan's face froze. This old guy began to despise him as soon as he woke up, but thinking that Old Fen was only bragging, he didn't refute anything. Is this also respect for the elderly?

"There is still a sword spirit in your body. With your own soul as a sword, you have some courage. What is his identity?" asked Elder Fen.

"You can also find this?" Qin Xuan was stunned. He believed that Elder Fen could sense the existence of the sword spirit, but it was incredible that Elder Fen could find that Brother Feng Qing was a sword spirit.

"Of course, it doesn't matter who I am." Elder Fen said lightly, as if it was nothing.

"Okay." Qin Xuan had no choice but to explain: "I met Brother Feng Qing in a secret realm. He was trapped in his physical body by the Eternal Demon Monument. In the end, he abandoned his physical body and integrated his soul into his life-long holy weapon. Now that holy weapon is being used by me."

"Oh, there is such a thing." Elder Fen showed a look of surprise and muttered to himself: "It seems that the little guy has an extraordinary origin. He can be suppressed by the Eternal Demon Monument. He must have been a saint at least when he was alive."

"That's right." Qin Xuan nodded, thinking that nothing could be hidden from Elder Fen, who could instantly guess that Brother Feng Qing was a saint.

As if thinking of something, Qin Xuan couldn't help but ask curiously: "Elder Fen, do you have any way to let the sword spirit have a body?"

Elder Fen thought for a moment and replied: "There is a way, but his cultivation was too strong when he was alive, and it might be difficult to find a suitable body to accommodate his soul. Moreover, his soul has been integrated with the magic weapon. If he wants to be reborn, he needs to extract his soul from the magic weapon."

"So complicated." Qin Xuan frowned, this is much more complicated than he imagined.

The body that can accommodate the soul of a saint must be a saint, and the saint's body is so powerful and full of treasures. Even if they fall, it is almost impossible to get their bodies.

"I will find a way for you, but you have more important things to do now." Elder Fen said, and his tone suddenly became much more serious.

Qin Xuan's expression became much more serious when he heard this. He could sense that what Master Fen was going to say to him next must be extremely important.