"What magic weapon?"
Ye Chen asked quickly.
"The Thirty-three Heavenly Divine Artifact, one of Hongjun's Seven Treasures, the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter!"
Emperor Chaos Yan said in a sonorous tone.
"Hongjun Seven Treasures, Human Slaughter Holy Grail?"
Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly. You must know that Hongjun's seven treasures were all made by Hongjun's ancestor, and each one has extremely powerful power.
For example, the Demon Compass Scripture Pillar in the hands of Demon Ancestor Wu Tian is one of Hongjun's Seven Treasures.
Ye Chen did not expect that among the treasures of Emperor Chaos Yan, there was also a magic weapon left by Hongjun, called the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter.
"This man slaughtered the Holy Grail, which was made by ancestor Hongjun himself."
"Back then, Patriarch Hongjun tried countless methods in order to prove the Tao of Wuwu."
"Among them, he once tried to prove the Tao through killing, killing hundreds of millions of creatures in the universe and accumulating endless blood of evildoers."
Emperor Chaos Yan said with emotion in his voice.
"Billions of creatures in the universe? Ancestor Hongjun actually..."
Ye Chen felt incredible.
Emperor Chaos Yan glanced at Ye Chen and said with some disdain: "Haha, otherwise you think that Ancestor Hongjun is a good person? There is no distinction between good and bad for big people in that realm. The worldly good and evil morality, for them, It’s just like bullshit, everything can be killed in order to prove the truth.”
Ye Chen was shocked. Thinking about it carefully, Emperor Chaos Yan was right.
How could a big man like Patriarch Hongjun stick to worldly morality? As long as he had the ability to resolve the cause and effect of blood evil, he could kill hundreds of millions of people with just a snap of his fingers.
The Chaos Flame Emperor continued: "The person who slaughtered the Holy Grail is the ancestor Hongjun. It was forged with the blood and bones of hundreds of millions of living beings, and then tempered with his own murderous thoughts. The aura is extremely terrifying."
"Ancestor Hongjun had a nickname back then called 'Human Slaughter'. The Holy Grail of Human Slaughter he left behind was extremely murderous."
"I accidentally got the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter back then. Just by touching it, my Taoist heart was almost swallowed up by endless thoughts of killing."
"That Holy Grail is truly unimaginably terrifying."
There was a hint of fear in Chaos Flame Emperor's voice. Even he, at his peak, could not resist the murderous intent of the man who slaughtered the Holy Grail.
One can imagine how terrifying it was for that man to kill the Holy Grail.
"Boy, if you want to prove the truth through killing, then go find my treasure. The most precious magic weapon in my treasure house is the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter."
"Your Taoist heart is strong, maybe you can withstand the impact of the Holy Grail being slaughtered."
After listening to the words of the Chaos Flame Emperor, Ye Chen was still in a state of great shock and horror.
How could he have imagined that ancestor Hongjun was still a massacrer, and had killed countless living beings in order to prove the Tao of Wuwu.
That man butchered the Holy Grail, which was forged with countless blood, bones, corpses, human lives, and thoughts of killing.
If he can really get the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter and successfully refine it, perhaps Ye Chen can prove the Tao through killing and understand the ultimate meaning of the Art of War without having to be so cruel as killing his relatives and friends.
"Senior, where is the location of your treasure, the realm of Lihuo?"
Ye Chen asked quickly.
If you want to get the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter, you must at least find the Realm of Lihuo.
The Chaos Flame Emperor rolled his eyes and said: "How did I know that the world has changed, mountains and rivers have reversed, and the sea has changed. After so long, even I myself can't find the existence of the Lihuo Realm. I can only rely on you."
Ye Chen was a little speechless and said, "Okay."
At the moment, Ye Chen gathered his thoughts and continued to guide the Jiuyou Sword Soul in Tingyu Sword into the Samsara Heavenly Sword.
…
At this time, Ye Wuwu was defeated and returned to Taishang World Jianmen in frustration.
Rumble——
The entire Jianmen was shrouded in haze, thunderclouds were shaking, and there was a trace of disaster energy covering the surrounding areas, making them look very surprised.
When Ye Wuwen saw this, he was secretly frightened, knowing that he had lost the Tingyu Sword, which caused a great omen and unexpected disaster, shrouding the Jianmen Mountain Gate.
"Endless, the headmaster calls you over!"
Several streams of light came from a distance and landed in front of Ye Wuwu. They were several elders of Jianmen.
The leader was the old man who wanted to stop Ye Wuwu before he set off.
"Elder Song, I..."
Ye Wuwu was very ashamed and his eyes were depressed.
The elder's name was Song Ji and he said coldly: "No need to say more, the headmaster asked you to come over immediately!"
Ye Wuwu nodded sadly: "Yes."
He knew that he was defeated and lost the Tingyu Sword. This matter was of great importance and must have affected the cause and effect of Tianji.
Even if he didn't say it, the senior officials of Jianmen would know the whole story after seeing the disaster coming and a little deduction.
Ye Wuwen strode into the mountain gate, a thunderstorm rumbled in the sky, and he only felt a sense of desolation.
Along the way, Ye Wuwu came to the cave of the Sword Sect leader.
The headmaster of Jianmen is named Zhang Qingyu, a master at the level of the Infinite Heavenly Lord.
There is a painting hanging in his cave.
Ye Wuwu lowered his head and walked into the painting.
Zhang Qingyu failed to achieve enlightenment back then, and his body was crushed into a piece of paper. Life in the real world was quite difficult, so he spent most of his time in seclusion in the world of paintings.
In the world in the painting, the mountains and rivers are stained with ink, and everything looks hazy and stained by clear water and ink.
Every time Ye Wuwu took a step, there would be a pool of ink rippling under his feet.
Not long after he came in, Song Ji and several other elders also came in.
In the splashed ink landscape ahead, ink rhymes fluttered and twisted, and the figure of Jianmen Sect Master Zhang Qingyu gathered together.
Zhang Qingyu put his hands behind his back, his eyes calm and intimidating, staring at Ye Wuwu, and said:
"Endless, you challenged the Lord of Reincarnation, what was the result?"
