Chapter 1 A Meteor Shower

"A meteor shower..."

An Qi Sheng's heart stirred slightly; he had already guessed that the meteor shower was likely his scattered Yuanshen (primordial spirit).

He believed that with the Daoyi Diagram's blessing, his scattered Yuanshen fragments wouldn't be easily detected or even captured.

However, the truth was that after arriving in this world, he lost all sense of his other Yuanshen fragments, as if a mysterious force had isolated his perception.

"Legend has it that the meteor shower came from beyond the heavens. Initially, it didn't attract much attention, but later, a great change occurred in the world..."

Speaking to this point, the white-clothed man paused, a hint of awe appearing on his face.

The black-robed man picked up the thread, not allowing the story to be interrupted: "The Feng Huang (Phoenix Sovereign) attacked the heavens..."

The Feng Huang attacked the heavens?

An Qi Sheng pondered for a moment, already finding records of that 'Feng Huang' in Qiao Damo's memories.

Legend had it that at the beginning of chaos, three supreme divine beasts were born between heaven and earth.

One was the Zhulong (Torch Dragon), the ancestor of today's Dragon Clan.

The second was the Shenlin (Divine Qilin), the sovereign of endless beasts.

The third was the Feng Huang.

Legend said that the Feng Huang should have been the emperor of all birds, but because it was born last and encountered the cataclysm of creation, it fell and transformed into the present-day Northern Ju Continent.

Thus, the Northern Ju Continent became a place where birds and demonic beasts dwelled, and humans could not enter.

However, for countless millennia, there seemed to be no legends of this Feng Huang left in this world, as if it had truly died.

Could it be...

While An Qi Sheng's thoughts raced, the white-clothed man's gaze flickered, as if sensing his distraction. Without a word, the mourning stick he held horizontally rose, pressing down like a mountain!

Whoosh~

The black-robed man, in perfect sync with him, acted almost simultaneously. The cold, black soul-hooking chain moved silently, piercing through the air like an extremely vicious poisonous snake.

The two grasped the timing with extreme precision and spared no effort, pouring all their magical power into the attack.

At the same time as they attacked, they retreated back-to-back, using the 'Zhu Xing Wu Chang' (All Things are Impermanent) escape technique.

In the instant that ripples rippled through the void, they were about to break through the air and leave!

Bang!

But in the next instant, the two men's expressions changed at the same time. They only felt as if they had crashed into Mount Sumeru, their eyes filled with stars, their spines groaning, and they fell backward.

While the two were greatly shocked, they saw that golden fist pressing down again, hammering their screams back into their stomachs.

"Zhu Xing Wu Chang is not used like this."

An Qi Sheng's tone was light, but his attack was merciless, and he punched down again.

Rumble!

The earth trembled wildly, and then the mud and sand rolled, 'spitting' the two men out from the depths of the earth.

When they landed again, the two had become disheveled, both shocked and angry: "How is this possible? Where did you learn Zhu Xing Wu Chang?"

Zhu Xing Wu Chang was a secret technique they had learned. From the day they mastered it until now, they could retreat calmly in any environment.

Therefore, they didn't care about Qiao Moke and the others at all, and dared to break into the mansion in broad daylight.

This was the first time they had encountered such a situation. This person in front of them seemed to also know Zhu Xing Wu Chang!

"Too bad..."

An Qi Sheng shook his head inwardly.

These two had not received Xie Qi's true teachings at all. They had only learned a smattering of it, and obviously couldn't be considered Xie Qi's direct disciples.

If this was Zhu Xing Wu Chang, Xie Qi would have fallen under the wrath of heaven long ago, let alone 'ascend' to Huang Tian (Imperial Heaven).

"We're done for..."

The black-robed man looked up at the sky, his neck almost broken. With Zhu Xing Wu Chang broken, he felt as if his heart had died.

This mysterious man was playing them in the palm of his hand with ease, and it was obvious that his cultivation far surpassed theirs. With Zhu Xing Wu Chang broken, they had no more means.

"...No one knows what happened after that meteor shower. We only saw a few records of 'Feng Huang attacking the heavens' in the Ghost Palace's classics. We only know that many great demons should have risen up, and they were suppressed by the Imperial Heaven Court and the Sumeru Buddhist Sect, which eventually led to the Feng Huang attacking the heavens..."

Two punches in a row completely shattered the courage of the two men. The white-clothed man coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, his face becoming even paler: "We really don't know more..."

This time, without An Qi Sheng asking more questions, the two had already poured out everything An Qi Sheng wanted to know, word by word.

"Many great demons, the Feng Huang attacked the heavens..."

An Qi Sheng was lost in thought.

The cause and effect of the Huang Tian Realm was meticulous and strict. It was indeed much easier to enter the dreams of plants, trees, birds, beasts, mosquitoes, snakes, and ants than humans.

Could that Feng Huang attacking the heavens really have something to do with him?

An Qi Sheng was slightly distracted, but the two men who were coughing up blood did not try to escape again. Some things could only be done once. They had a premonition that if they dared to escape again, what awaited them would probably be a thunderous strike.

"The Ghost Palace has the eight rulers 'You Ming Fu Jun' (Lord of the Netherworld), 'Kui Xing' (Star of Literature), 'Wen Wu Pan Guan' (Civil and Military Judges), 'Niu Tou Ma Mian' (Ox-Head and Horse-Face), 'Hei Bai Wu Chang' (Black and White Impermanence). We, we are just minor devils under Black and White Impermanence, and were bestowed secret techniques to come to this Qi Tang Kingdom..."

The white-clothed man smiled miserably, secretly regretting it.

The Ghost Palace had been secretly passed down for tens of thousands of years, with a complete intelligence network. They also knew that there were no experts in this Qi Tang Kingdom, or even in the border of this vast Eastern Victory Continent, so they came.

Who would have thought that they would fall like this, and even the Zhu Xing Wu Chang bestowed by the two lords would be broken.

"The Eight Rulers of the Netherworld..."

An Qi Sheng frowned inwardly.

Gu Changfeng possessed the Daoyi supernatural power 'Li Jie Chong Sheng' (Rebirth After Tribulation), which was almost immortal and indestructible. One death tribulation would definitely be reborn in another world.

But that was not necessarily the Huang Tian Realm.

Moreover, except for Black and White Impermanence, who ascended to Huang Tian, the other Eight Rulers of the Netherworld truly fell in the Human Realm.

An Qi Sheng had once intersected with the will of the Human Realm, so he naturally knew.

So, was this so-called Ghost Palace opened up by Xie Qi and the two after their ascension, to commemorate the past?

"...We've already said everything we can say..."

The black-robed man sat up, his face ashen and extremely ugly: "What cannot be said, we cannot say even if we die..."

The white-clothed man also closed his mouth and said nothing, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

Not saying it might lead to death, but saying it would definitely be a fate worse than death.

"The so-called secrets of your Ghost Palace are useless to me. It doesn't matter whether you say them or not."

To the surprise of the two, An Qi Sheng did not force them to answer.

Because as far as he was concerned, he didn't have the slightest interest in the Ghost Palace's plans for the Eastern Victory Continent, or any other conspiracies.

In fact, if they hadn't been placed under a great curse, he wouldn't have wanted to create extra trouble, and there was no need to even force them to ask.

An Qi Sheng waved his hand casually: "You may leave."

"You're just letting us go?"

The two men, who had been waiting for death with their eyes closed, were stunned when they heard this. They opened their eyes and looked at each other, both a little confused.

They almost suspected that they had misheard.

This man went to great lengths to hunt down the two of them, but then simply asked a few questions and let them go?

"The Ghost Palace is far away in the Southern Zhan Continent, and it's not easy for me to go there. It would naturally be great if you two could run an errand for me."

An Qi Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm, and said lightly: "If I wanted to kill you, why would I need to be here at this time?"

"You, what are you going to do?"

Hearing this, the white-clothed man's expression changed drastically, and his heart sank suddenly.

"There are countless experts in the Ghost Palace. It is absolutely impossible for us to betray the Ghost Palace!" the black-robed man refused decisively.

This person's cultivation might be higher than theirs, but how vast was the strength of the Ghost Palace?

Even the Heavenly Soldiers who descended to the lower realm tens of thousands of years ago failed to completely destroy it. How could they dare to betray it?

"That's not up to you."

An Qi Sheng only smiled, lightly patting the two men, and disappeared into the void like the wind.

"This is Zhu Xing Wu Chang?"

The white-clothed man's pupils shrank.

Stepping was teleportation, without the slightest hint of fireworks.

This mysterious man's Zhu Xing Wu Chang seemed to be even higher than that of the several lords in the palace?

"Not good!"

The black-robed man gritted his teeth and got up, his face as black as the bottom of a pot. He constantly searched himself, but could not detect the restrictions that the mysterious man had placed on him.

But he didn't believe that the mysterious man would let them go so easily.

"This person is strange. We may really have to return to the Southern Zhan Continent..."

The white-clothed man took a deep breath, feeling a little cold in his heart.

......

"Ugh~"

As if falling from the Ninth Heaven, the moment Qin Honghai opened his eyes, he only felt stars in his eyes, and an extremely intense pain surged into his heart, causing him to scream:

"It hurts me so much!"

Pain!

Excruciating pain!

As if someone had crushed all the bones in his body in an instant, and then pressed them into minced meat little by little.

Even though Qin Honghai's temperament was still acceptable, this time he was in so much pain that he almost passed out, tears and snot flowing, rolling all over the ground.

This made the group of people who came after hearing the news at a loss.

"Honghai?"

Qiao Moke flicked his sleeves, and his majestic magical power arrived through the air and entered his body.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo~"

With the magical power isolated for a moment, Qin Honghai seemed to have come back to life. He supported himself with both hands, breathing heavily, cold sweat soaking the ground like rain.

"Could your bloodline be from a great demon? Your muscles and bones swallowed all your magical power..."

Taking back his magical power, Qiao Moke's eyes moved, somewhat surprised and uncertain, and he discovered the changes that had taken place in Qin Honghai's body.

Qin Honghai was already burly and had an extraordinary talent, but at this time, his body was more than ten times stronger than before?

Even without magical power, it was a big profit.

"Thank you, Prince... what, my magical power?"

The pain subsided, and Qin Honghai was about to thank him when he heard Qiao Moke's words, and his heart jumped.

Looking inside himself, he saw that with his violently beating heart as the center, his muscles, bones, flesh, and internal organs had all undergone earth-shattering changes!

But as Qiao Moke said, his magical power, which he had painstakingly cultivated for decades, had actually disappeared.

Disappeared cleanly!

This, is this the price of summoning the gods?

"Your life force is still there, so what does it matter even if you don't have magical power?"

Qiao Moke patted Qin Honghai on the shoulder and praised:

"The royal palace will not lack your spirit rice and elixirs!"

"Thank you, thank you, Prince!"

Qin Honghai was a little flattered, but in an instant he guessed the reason.

Qiao Moke stared at Qin Honghai: "However, this prince is curious, what exactly happened to you?"

"This..."

Qin Honghai's heart was shocked. He wanted to take the initiative to say this question yesterday, but at this time, he hesitated.

But feeling Qiao Moke's gaze, he gritted his teeth and opened his mouth:

"It's, it's because of a statue!"