Snap.

Zhan Yu, who had just stood up, was knocked away by the old drunkard with a wave of his hand.

"Heilian, do you want to come out on your own, or wait for me to pull you out? Or, why don't you just stay in Chen Xian's body?" The old madman drank his wine, stared at Chen Xian's brows with cold eyes and whispered.

"You, you are still alive?"

From deep within Chen Xian’s brows came the shocked voice of the Demon Eye.

"Hahahaha... you never thought about it, time passes quickly and I will never die. This is called immortality, ah haha..." The drunkard laughed wildly.

"Drunkard, who else is alive?" The devil shouted angrily.

“Don’t you know everything, Old Demon Huang, you, the dragon, the witch, oh, and me, haha…!” The drunkard laughed.

"There are only five of us, the rest are all dead?" The Demon Eye was a little unconvinced.

The drunkard took a sip of wine and said, "Even if they are not dead, they are all hidden."

"What exactly do you want?" asked the Demon Eye coldly.

“Hei Lian, I know that you are helping this kid because you want to use him to escape the seal and see the light of day again.”

"Yes, I have been trapped here for too long and have long forgotten the smell of sunlight. I just want to see the light of day again, rebuild my body, and overturn this world." A hoarse voice came from the devil's eye.

The drunkard grinned and said, "I don't care if you want to see the light of day again and rebuild your body, but this kid can't die. You want to take his soul and occupy his body, but I won't agree."

"Drunkard, what is your relationship with him? Why are you trying to stop me?"

"You don't need to know so much. Anyway, this kid can't die. If he dies, you won't have a chance to turn the tables."

The magic eye in Chen Xian's body was quiet for a moment, and then he said, "Okay, I promise you that I will not devour his soul, nor occupy his body, and I will even lend him a helping hand when necessary."

The drunkard nodded: "In that case, I won't care about you."

Hei Lian said hoarsely: "There is the flesh and blood of the old demon Huang in his body. We need to remove it. Please help me to refine it."

The drunkard shook his head: "I will help you refine it, but it would be better for you to help this kid and let him refine it."

Hei Lian hesitated for a moment and said, "Well, let's wait until he wakes up."

The drunkard tilted his head back to take a sip of wine, and his figure slowly disappeared under the viewing well.

Zhan Yu, who was crawling on the side, dared to raise his head.

……

Deep in the abyss.

There were bursts of roars.

“Hei Lian, you old devil, you have ruined my plans…!”

A huge black tomb, locked by layers of powerful seals. A dark figure emitting a faint ancient golden color, as if condensed from liquid, is colliding with the seal.

The power of the seal was broken into a human form, but it was impossible to break the seal and get out.

Around the black tomb, the Fire Emperor, the Evil Emperor and other evil demons stood sideways, with their heads lowered and faces full of piety.

"come here!"

A mixed and hoarse voice was heard, and a pair of blood-red eyes stared at a young man with messy hair at the back of the crowd. That young man was Wang Ming.

Wang Ming looked a little crazy and a little ferocious. His eyes were glowing red as he looked at the sealed evil demon with fear.

The evil emperor Shi Beitian suddenly appeared in front of Wang Ming, grabbed Wang Ming and appeared outside the seal, and forced Wang Ming into the seal formation.

"Ah ah ah..."

Wang Ming let out a shrill scream.

The next moment, he was entangled by the dark liquid figure and dragged towards the black tomb.

The Fire Emperor, the Evil Emperor, and other demon saints and evil monsters looked on, all of them terrified.

The black tomb cracked open, and the great evil demon rolled up Wang Ming and disappeared from everyone's sight.

……

Look down at the skylight.

After the Demon Eye entered Chen Xian's brow, it appeared in Chen Xian's mind and merged with the black lotus spirit seal. An eyeball appeared in the center of the black lotus, and black lightning and fire gushed out, quickly suppressing the flesh and blood of the old demon Huang.

"Heilian, wait for me."

A hoarse and unpleasant sound came from the flesh and blood of the old demon Huang.

"Hmph, Old Demon Huang, if you hadn't been involved in my case, how could I have been suppressed by a bunch of dogs and locked up in the Guantian Well without seeing the sun? When I escape and rebuild my body, I will kill you first."

An angry and hoarse voice also came from the black lotus, and in a blink of an eye it suppressed the flesh and blood of the old demon Huang and completely sealed it in the corner of Chen Xian's mind.

However, Chen Xian didn't know all this.

His consciousness was enveloped by the tide of darkness, while at the same time he was still developing his magical powers.

In a blink of an eye, it is the tenth day of October.

The weather is getting colder.

In Fengtian territory, all major family forces know that Chen Xian disappeared. He went there to overcome the last life and death calamity of the Nine-Transformation Yang God. Once he overcomes it, Chen Xian is likely to reach the realm of supernatural powers.

If you can't get through it, you will die under the Guantian Well.

Therefore, the Yu family, the Wei family, and the Jiang family were all extremely honest, and no one did anything secretly.

They all hoped that Chen Xian would die under the Guantian Well.

Kyoto City.

royal palace.

Emperor Ning sat in the imperial study with a pale face and wearing a dragon robe, reviewing documents and coughing.

"Your Majesty, your health is more important. Let the second prince handle these documents." Wei Cheng said.

Emperor Ning kept writing. He asked weakly, "How is the boss?"

Wei Cheng lowered his head and said, "The eldest prince has woken up, but he was hit by Ao Li and his heart meridian was injured. The meridians in his body were broken, so it is a bit difficult to repair them. The King of Pharmacists said that it can be repaired."

Emperor Ning nodded, his face full of guilt: "I'm sorry for making the boss suffer."

"Where are the third and fifth brothers?"

Wei Chengdao: "The Third and Fifth Princes have not recovered from their injuries, but they can get out of bed and move around. With the help of the Pharmacist King, they will be able to recover in less than half a year."

After a while, Emperor Ning put down the pen in his hand, slowly stood up and said: "Chen Xian should be over the last life and death crisis soon, right?"

Wei Cheng nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, there are still nine days."

Emperor Ning stared at the gloomy sky outside the window and said, "Send a message to Duan Tianjun and tell him that Chen Xian is back. Ask him to come to Kyoto City as soon as possible."

Wei Cheng's eyes flickered: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Just as he was about to turn around, Wei Cheng said, "Your Majesty, the Second Prince is here."

"Let him in." Emperor Ning said lightly.

Wei Cheng retreated.

Not long after, a young man wearing a dragon robe walked into the imperial study room with a bright look on his face. He bowed to Emperor Ning's back and said, "Your son pays respect to your father."

The young man was the second prince Ning Feng, who looked to be in his early thirties, with a tall and strong build.

Emperor Ning turned around and smiled.

He has many sons, but only a few of them have any potential.

"Feng'er, I've asked you to guard the border of Yunzhou against the barbarians over the years. Thank you for your hard work."

"Father, although this son of yours has been hard, it is worth it to be able to protect your kingdom for you."

Emperor Ning smiled and nodded, then turned around and walked to the dragon chair and sat down: "The fifth level of Wanxiang, at this rate, you will soon reach the realm of supernatural powers."

"Don't worry, Father. I will not slack off and strive to reach the realm of supernatural power as soon as possible to share more pressure for you."

"Well, sit down." Emperor Ning nodded with a smile.

Ning Feng then sat down on a chair beside him.

Emperor Ning said: "Feng'er, father's injury is very serious this time, and his life span has been greatly reduced. I'm afraid he won't live for many years..."

"Father!"

Ning Feng was startled and quickly stood up and said, "You are only slightly injured. The imperial physician will be able to save father sooner or later. And the pharmacist king is very good at alchemy. I will definitely ask for a holy healing pill for father." Emperor Ning nodded and smiled, "Father knows his condition. Feng'er, tell me, father is really not doing well. Who of you brothers is more suitable to pass on the throne?"

"This...!" Ning Feng stood there at a loss.

"It's okay. Today, we will discuss family affairs between you and me, father and son. You can speak boldly." Emperor Ning said with a smile.

Ning Feng sat down slowly, he felt that this was a trap.

But if his father asked, he couldn't help but tell him.

"Father, in terms of talent, influence and ability to govern a country, it belongs to my eldest brother. The throne should belong to my eldest brother." Ning Feng said after careful consideration.

Emperor Ning said: "Your talent and influence are no less than your eldest brother, and the third brother."

Ning Feng shook his head: "Father, I am not bad in talent, but I am not as influential as you. When it comes to governing a country, I am not as capable as you. But I am fine if you can lead the troops to fight."

"As for my third brother, I have been mainly on the battlefield these years, and have had little contact with him. I only know that he has a good talent for cultivation, but I haven't paid attention to other aspects of his life."

Emperor Ning smiled and said, "How about Lao Wu?"

Ning Feng smiled bitterly: "Father, my fifth brother is younger than me, and I seldom talk to him. I heard that he is a martial arts fanatic and must have a good talent for cultivation. But I think that with such a personality, he is not suitable for sitting on the throne and governing the world."

Emperor Ning nodded secretly: "What about Lao Jiu, do you have any impression of him?"

"Lao Jiu?"

Ning Feng was stunned for a moment. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember what the Ninth Prince looked like. He smiled bitterly and said, "Father, please don't blame me. I can hardly remember what my Ninth Prince looks like. But I heard that he was lucky enough to enter the Immortal Tomb and won the top 300 in this martial arts competition."

Emperor Ning smiled and said, "Yes, you have been fighting outside all the time, so you haven't seen your ninth brother very often."

Ning Feng said: "Father, your health will recover sooner or later. I think it is too early to discuss the throne."

Emperor Ning shook his head: "It's too late. Father is over a hundred years old. Even if he is still healthy, he doesn't plan to continue sitting in this position. He wants to retreat behind the scenes and concentrate on studying martial arts. Maybe he can reach the emperor realm in this lifetime. Isn't it safer to secretly protect the destiny of Great Ning?"

Ning Feng smiled and said, "Father, you are extremely talented, but you have been delayed by state affairs over the years. Otherwise, you should have reached the imperial level long ago."

Emperor Ning smiled and said, "That's why I am considering the matter of appointing a crown prince."

Ning Feng pondered for a moment and said, "If Father insists, then I will recommend you, Big Brother."

Emperor Ning asked, "What if I insist on making you the heir?"

Ning Feng was stunned, staring at Emperor Ning for a long time, and said with a bitter smile: "Father, I am really not suitable. The civil and military officials in the court will also oppose it. I am afraid that my eldest brother will feel uncomfortable."

"Haha!" Emperor Ning smiled and said, "Today we are just discussing family matters between father and son, not state affairs. There is no need to be so nervous."

Ning Fengshu said, "Father, my elder brother has been helping you deal with state affairs in the court these years. I think there is no one more suitable than my elder brother."

Emperor Ning asked, "Are you afraid of your elder brother?"

Ning Feng was stunned, his eyes flickered, and he immediately shook his head: "Father, I am not afraid of you, brother. I respect you."

Emperor Ning smiled and shook his head: "You, ahem...!"

"Father!"

"Father is fine."

After Emperor Ning coughed, he waved his hand and continued, "Now that you are back, don't go to Yunzhou for the time being. Stay close to your eldest brother and other brothers."

"Yes, father." Ning Feng nodded.

……

The fifty-seventh year of Ningwu.

October 19th.

Snowflakes were falling everywhere in Fengtian Territory, and by evening, a thick layer of snow had fallen on the ground.

Fengtian City is as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

"almost!"

In the City Lord's Mansion, Duan Tianjun stood in front of the hall, staring at the snowflakes falling from the sky, muttering to himself.

Since the end of the martial arts conference, Fengtian City has been extremely quiet.

He knew that those powerful forces were waiting for Chen Xian to die.

Nine-transformation Yang God.

In the past three thousand years, there have been very few people in history who have cultivated to become the Nine-Transformation Yang God.

Once the cultivation is successful, the soul body can be comparable to the body of supernatural powers. What a concept! The soul body alone can be compared with the strong ones in the supernatural power realm. If the physical body is added, Chen Xian's strength will be extremely terrifying.

But if he couldn't get through it, Chen Xian would die.

Fengtian Realm would probably be in chaos overnight, and the first to suffer would be some small families and sects.

"Chen Xian, you'd better not die. You are the one who maintains the balance of Fengtian Realm. If you die, I, the city lord, will not be able to protect you." Duan Tianjun smiled bitterly.

The sky is thousands of feet below.

As time passed, the golden-blue flame on Chen Xian's body burned more and more vigorously, and had already spread out of his body to a height of ten meters.

Although there is no temperature, it looks extremely scary.

Zhan Yu stood aside, not in a hurry.

Because the Demon Eye is in Chen Xian's body, Chen Xian will definitely be able to survive this ninth life and death crisis.

In the dark tide, Chen Xian’s flame of consciousness grew smaller and smaller.

He was conscious of great anxiety.

This is the last life-and-death crisis, and you must hold on.

As long as his soul body is fully repaired, he will be able to advance to the realm of supernatural powers.

From then on, he could ignore anyone in this world except the Martial Emperor.

"The time is almost up!"

A voice came from my consciousness, but the dark tide around me became more fierce.

Chen Xian could feel that there was a force in the darkness that was adding fuel to the flames, causing the dark tide to fiercely invade the faint flame of consciousness.

"It must be that evil demon, it must be it...!" Chen Xian hated it secretly. He knew that the evil demon attached to his body would ruin his plans.

Boom boom boom...

The dark tide rolled in wave after wave.

That flame of consciousness flickered and could collapse at any time.

It seemed that it was about to attack Chen Xian.

Suddenly, a huge black lotus broke through the dark tide and enveloped the flame of his consciousness.

Chen Xian saw a black and red eyeball in the center of the flaming lotus, staring at his fire of consciousness.

"It's Black Lotus again."

Chen Xian was overjoyed, and he would wake up every time the black lotus appeared.

But this time, the black lotus seemed to hesitate for a moment before emitting a strong light, carrying the fire of Chen Xian's consciousness and breaking out of the encirclement of the dark tide.

It came to my mind in an instant.

hum!
In an instant, Chen Xian's fire of consciousness rapidly surged, and in the blink of an eye turned into a sky-high flame that filled his entire mind.

at the same time.

Chen Xian's consciousness took over his body and he woke up.

call!
Chen Xian sat cross-legged, and ten-meter-high golden-blue flames rushed back around him and rushed into his body.

It disappeared completely in a short while.

Boom boom boom...

Inside Chen Xian's body, his soul was wrapped in golden-blue flames and tempered. His left ankle and sole quickly condensed and succeeded in a moment.

Not only that, the golden-blue yang fire continued to forge Chen Xian's soul body, which became more and more solid and gradually transformed into a physical entity.

About half an hour later, there was a loud bang.

An extremely powerful divine force spread out from Chen Xian's body. (End of this chapter)