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Chapter 599 Fire of Fallen Stars

Chapter 600 Fire of Fallen Stars

Woo~

There seemed to be a breeze blowing on the desolate and ruined scorched earth, and there was a faint roar and long cry of unknown monsters.

Under Wan Zhuliu's gaze, wisps of silver light floated up from the scorched earth, and in an instant, they transformed into a silver-haired old man, who was Yunyeshan.

Yun Yeshan sat cross-legged, his body dimly lit by wisps of unquenchable flames.

"You and Qianyan teamed up to lose so miserably?"

Wan Zhuliu was shocked. He knew in the Bafang Temple that the two of them might have failed.

But he didn't expect these two old guys to lose so miserably.

He knew very well that even if his palace was completed, he still had no chance of defeating these two old guys, let alone if they joined forces.

Moreover, with his eyesight, he could naturally see that Yunyeshan was in extremely bad condition at this time. The faint fire on his body exuded an extremely dangerous aura.

"He is not Qin Yun!"

Yunyeshan seemed to be adjusting his breathing, with strong smoke coming out of his mouth and nose:

"There is only one person in history who can practice the Mahavairocan Sutra to this level..."

"Um?"

Wan Zhuliu's pupils suddenly shrank: "You said he is Pang Wenlong?!"

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Who is Pang Wenlong? How could he not know this as the current King of Universiade Zhenwu?

One of the four supreme masters in ancient and modern times, a hero who brought peace to troubled times, and a true monument to martial arts.

"No, if he is still alive, why hasn't he appeared in the world for thousands of years?"

Wan Zhuliu raised his eyebrows.

According to historical records, Taizu Pang Wenlong died in misfortune thousands of years ago. Taizong, who was living among the people, returned to the imperial city, smoothed the turmoil and succeeded to the throne. Only then did the current Universiade royal family come into being.

He had always thought this was the case before, but now he naturally knew the inside story.

Thousands of years ago, it was Yun Yeshan who secretly sabotaged Pang Wenlong's grand ceremony, causing his sudden death. The current royal family comes from the old man in front of him, or in other words, the Yun Mo clan.

“Can’t go wrong!”

Yunyeshan stretched his five fingers, and the pyrotechnic energy from his body gathered in his palms, turning into a ball of golden divine fire:

"Thousands of years ago, when Pang Wenlong was offering sacrifices to the Bafang Temple, I secretly set off fire from heaven to burn his body. I thought that his soul had been destroyed long ago, but I didn't expect that he was still alive!"

"Um……"

The dragon shadow behind Wan Zhuliu disappeared, and he looked at the old man in front of him calmly:

"I need to know the cause and effect."

"In the past, I failed to become a god in my clan and died in a secluded place. Fortunately, the elders of my clan built a temple for me and enjoyed a huge amount of Yuanhuo, so I barely managed to survive..."

Yun Yeshan's eyes were cold and his voice was low as he recounted the events of that year.

Wan Zhuliu lowered his hands and listened quietly.

It was quite different from what he had guessed.

Yunye Mountain was in a secluded place of death, and the clan members continued to offer incense and sacrifices. Over the long years, they got rid of their confusion and became a strange demon.

He wandered in the secluded realm, and was attracted by the scent of the Incense Festival more than a thousand years ago and came here. Calculating the time, it was the time when the previous Zhou dynasty was destroyed...

"The old man who calls himself Dragon Demon..."

At this point, a hint of ferocity flashed across Yun Yeshan's face:

"This small place, isolated from the inside and outside by the Bafang Temple, actually gave birth to the 'Enlightenment Body'. After two hundred years of life, it actually built the ninth level of the shrine!"

"What?!"

Wan Zhuliu, who was listening quietly, narrowed his pupils.

What is Zhongtian?

Picking the wonders of heaven and earth, and using divine patterns to create a complete divine realm and spiritual appearance, it can be considered as the first level of heaven, just like he is now.

The Nine Heavens of the Divine Palace means that the Dragon Demon Taoist possesses the nine divine realms and has cultivated the nine spiritual aspects!

"He is born with a Taoist body. No matter which realm he is born in, he will definitely be able to cultivate into a god. Unfortunately, he did not live until the Bafang Temple was opened!"

Yun Yeshan calmed down and continued to talk.

He appeared twice in the world, but was suppressed by the Dragon Demon Taoist. He mentioned this in one sentence and seemed unwilling to recall it.

"...The third time I smelled the scent of the Incense Festival, when I walked out of the secluded realm, the scent of the dragon and demon was gone..."

After realizing that the Dragon Demon Taoist had really disappeared, Yun Yeshan took decisive action, leading the Great Sacrifice to crash into the Bafang Temple, attracting sky fire and annihilating the Pang clan.

After that, he poured the essence and blood of the Yunmo clan into the body of a down-and-out beggar, and replaced him with the Great Fortune royal family.

"Then what?"

Seeing Yunyeshan pause for a moment, Wan Zhuliu asked.

"That Pang Wenlong is worthy of being a disciple of the Dragon Demon. He revolted before his death and left me in silence for thousands of years..."

Wan Zhuliu narrowed his eyes slightly:

"I didn't expect that not only did he survive, but he also used the Bafang Temple's World-Destroying Sky Fire to create a 'Spiritual Aspect of Sky Fire'. I and Qianyan were not aware of it for a moment and almost suffered a big loss!"

Yunyeshan extinguished the golden fire in his palm, but in the blink of an eye, wisps of golden flames appeared all over his body, his face twitched and his body disappeared.

"This fire..."

Wan Zhuliu's eyes narrowed, and when the fire rekindled, his heart felt hot, as if he was about to be ignited by the flame.

"This is the 'Fire of the Fallen Stars'."

Yun Yeshan's voice was indifferent: "It comes from the Bafang Temple. It is said that every time the Bafang Temple is opened, endless fire of stars will be released. The light and heat are enough to burn the starry sea!"

"Even the gods cannot resist!"

"Fenggan Xinghai?!"

When Wan Zhuliu's expression changed, Yun Yeshan slowly stood up and stared at him coldly:

"Now that the temple opener has appeared, the date when the Bafang Temple will be truly opened is not far away. Before that, if you cannot become the temple opener, then both you and me, and the star of your life, will be completely burned by the fire of the meteor.

Destroy!"

"...Is this so?"

Wan Zhuliu's expression changed several times and then calmed down:

"I see."





Huhu~

The north wind is howling and the snow is falling.

On the edge of a cliff behind the main peak of Longmen, Li Yuan came slowly and sat cross-legged on the edge. He stared at the wind and snow in the sky, and shook his head after a long time:

"With my current spirit and will, I can't directly see the divine patterns. It's no wonder that the classics record that the master warrior can only see the wonders in the realm of the unity of heaven and man."

While whispering in his heart, Li Yuan changed his master, replacing the mysterious weapons such as the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer with two pieces of [Sacred Fire Ten Thousand Spirit Rings (ninth level)] and a bunch of bone ornaments that blessed the sense of the soul.

Buzz~

The next moment, he felt the light and shadow in front of him change violently, and in a daze, the wind and snow in front of him seemed to have dissipated.

Instead, there are wisps of divine lines that seem to be there but not there.

“It’s spectacular.”

Li Yuan's eyes were bright.

After his perception was heightened to the extreme, he saw countless complex and mysterious divine patterns under the wind and snow. These divine patterns were intertwined and flowed, which was the snowstorm covering thousands of miles.

"Everything in heaven and earth is a scene."

Li Yuan stared at the extremely complicated divine patterns in front of him, recalling the records about magic and Taoism:
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