"Hurry up and promise him!"
Xuan Hanyu's voice sounded, with overflowing joy.
"Boy Ye! If the Blood God returns to his peak strength, he can help you cross the Supreme!"
How could Ye Chen not know how powerful this blood god was? He nodded repeatedly at this moment.
"Don't worry, if there is any trouble because of me, I will bear it."
Ye Chen's surprise turned into hesitation in the young man's eyes. These words made Ye Chen dumbfounded.
"Senior Blood God, my name is Ye Chen. I saved you and you saved me. There is no telling who owes the other between the two of us."
"I am generous in this life. If you save me, I will naturally repay you with all my strength. Needless to say, since I plan to follow you, I will respect you!"
The blood god's eyes were as bright as fire, and he would not let Ye Chen shirk anymore.
Ye Chen was naturally overjoyed to receive such a promise from him, so how could he refuse?
"Senior Blood God, if you don't mind it, then join the junior in traveling across the heavens and humans!"
The young man nodded, his face now wiped clean, showing a bit of heroism, and his proud bones stood erect.
…
At the same time, the Heavenly Realm.
There is a world hidden above the turbulent nebulae.
Dark clouds and mist shrouded the world on endless nebulae, leaving no trace of its existence at all.
"Old ghost..."
A low cry came from under the nebula. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't even be able to see the figure blending into the darkness.
The rolling clouds and mist seemed to move out of a narrow passage amid this cry.
The man did not hesitate and swayed through the extremely dense black fog.
"How did you come?"
A haggard, thin old man was sitting cross-legged under a huge osmanthus tree.
The man was very small, with long white hair tied high in a bun behind his head. He was only wearing a very thin layer of clothes.
"Hmph! You're such a reclusive old ghost, you don't even know that such a big thing happened!"
The dark figure took out an arm from the long cuffs and took off the hood on his head, revealing a beautiful face, which turned out to be a woman.
But the woman's voice was a little rough and very strange.
"What happened? I want you to go there yourself."
The thin old man squinted his eyes and didn't even raise his head to look at the woman. He just said in a deep voice.
"The blood god who was supposed to be dying seems to have awakened again!"
There was a look of resentment on the woman's face, as if she was very annoyed about this matter.
"He actually woke up?"
The skinny old man's eyes widened instantly. He paid such a heavy price to kill the Blood God back then, and now, the Blood God has woken up!
"Is the news accurate?" The old man looked vaguely hopeful.
"The island owner of Death God Island personally sent the message. I was also shocked."
"Hmph! Where is he now?"
"Escape!"
The old man looked at the woman with a look full of cruelty and viciousness: "How did you do this? Let people run away right in front of you?"
"What's the use of losing your temper at this time?"
The woman was obviously not afraid of the old man, and said in a rough voice: "The man from Meteor God Island said that someone came to snatch the broken sword. The Blood God used a forbidden technique, and it was the Thunder Dragon that held him back."
The old man nodded, "This is his usual method."
"But there is something strange. He seems to have lost his memory."
The woman recounted the conversation with the Blood God that the owner of the Meteor God Island sent back.
The old man turned his palm, and an osmanthus flower appeared in his palm, with a delicate fragrance.
"Oh? There is such a thing?"
The old man greedily swallowed the faint yellow light above the sweet-scented osmanthus. There was a law in the bud that was extremely good for the physical body.
"Well, we guess it may be because of the shackles of these ten thousand years, which caused irreversible damage to his entire body. If Chi Zun hadn't died early back then, we, as a group, wouldn't be unable to do anything to him today."
When the woman heard this, she felt helpless. If the battle of the gods hadn't come earlier, maybe they would have taken different paths.
"What are you going to do next?"
The sweet-scented osmanthus that had been sucked up by the old man had now turned into a void of gray-black dust, turning into nourishment for the sweet-scented osmanthus tree throughout the world.
"The owner of Meteor God Island once said that the Blood God left with the person who stole the broken sword. If you find the person who stole the sword, you can find the Blood God."
"Send your disciples to the Meteor God Island to have a look. Is the person who stole the broken sword that stubborn person?"
"I don't know. The owner of the Meteor God Island didn't say anything. He only said that it was a monster that was less than a hundred years old. However, judging from his talent and cultivation, he seemed a bit like the monster Ye Chen who was recently born in Beilingtian Temple. He is still a monster at the moment. uncertain."
"A cultivating monster who is less than a hundred years old?" The old man looked a little shocked. The person who could take the broken sword away was less than a hundred years old.
"I didn't expect that after so many years of hiding from the world, such a being would appear in the world. Perhaps he is even more terrifying than the Blood God back then."
"You think too highly of him." The woman frowned. She had never heard the old ghost speak so highly of anyone.
"Let the disciples focus on investigating whether there are any stubborn people on Meteor God Island. I suspect that they have become a little bit unable to hold back these years." The old man looked at the cracks under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. This is the entrance that connects the two spaces. In recent years, Over the past hundred years, cracks have begun to form, and it appears to be crumbling.
"Yes, I will send someone over. Also, when I come here this time, he asked me to bring it to you if he has something to say."
The woman said hesitantly that she actually didn't want to be a communication channel between the two, but she couldn't persuade either of these two stubborn and unyielding people.
"I do not want to."
Before the woman could tell him the content of the message, the old man had closed his eyes again and seemed to refuse to talk.
"You're still like this!"
The woman chuckled lightly and covered her mouth gently with both hands, but the combination of the rough voice and the beauty was too weird.
"I would like to remind you again, the person with the Broken Sword must also pay attention. Maybe the Blood God is his goal. Otherwise, how could the Blood God recover so quickly with his injuries?"
The old man was thoughtful and had speculated on many possibilities as he spoke.
The woman nodded, "Don't worry, I will tell him."
"Huh!" The old man let out a mocking chuckle from the wings of his nose. He didn't care what the person behind the woman thought.
After all, he and that person had manipulated an extremely majestic layout before.
That layout was related to the catastrophe outside the territory at that time.
It’s also about the war of gods hidden in history!
