Chapter 133 A Past That Terrifies All

Wei Yuan looked at the Heavenly Emperor in front of him, who had proactively revealed his own 'dark history.' Seeing the starlight flowing around the latter, his lips twitched, and his eyes were dazed.

No, this wasn't right.

This, this wasn't how the script was supposed to go...

Di Jun said calmly, "Let's prepare to leave."

Wei Yuan sighed, knowing that he couldn't avoid it this time. But his gaze shifted, landing on Nüwa, who was sleeping on the bed next to him. Hearing the soft breathing of the white-clothed girl, in that instant, the actions of both the Heavenly Emperor and the Celestial Venerable subconsciously slowed down.

The person who had caused the strongest person in the current world, as well as the absolute top five swordsman, the Human Celestial Venerable, to simultaneously lose their will to fight.

Under all of Heaven, perhaps there was only one such person.

No…

There were two.

Wei Yuan thought of the white-haired girl still in the South Sea, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.

"No need to dwell on it."

Di Jun said calmly, "I don't know if you still remember at the time, but before you drew your sword, Kunlun Lu Wu had already arrived, along with Zhurong of the South Sea, and the thirty-six ancient Thunder Gods under your command. Unless the Great Lord went back and returned, otherwise, the usual top ten peak experts could only come, with no way to leave."

He glanced at the sleeping Nüwa.

He slowly exhaled a breath.

The previous fighting intent, vast and boundless, actually slowly disappeared cleanly.

His tone was calm as he said, "Forget it, we'll fight again when she wakes up."

"After the fight, you can leave Tian Di Mountain."

He turned around, flicked his sleeves, and said in a flat tone, "You're responsible for tonight's dinner."

"Consider it a competition."

Wei Yuan was speechless.

Then he couldn't help but say, "You just broadcast your dark history, uh, I mean, that footage?" It wasn't scientific.

The methods of my Tu Shan clan!

Failed?

The Heavenly Emperor's eyes fell calmly, and he said indifferently, "In all the world, only you have the courage to record my past."

"The rest of the living beings will not remember it at all."

"You need to know that recording my past, it's not me who is afraid, but all living beings."

"Heaven cannot be wrong."

???!

Damn it?

Celestial Venerable of the Origin was dumbfounded.

Seeing the Heavenly Emperor leave calmly and peacefully.

What did it mean, if one knew your dark history, the one who would be terrified would be all living beings?

Because knowing the Heavenly Emperor's past.

And Heaven is without sin.

Then those who know such secrets are guilty before Heaven?

Did you have to be so domineering?

It wasn't until Di Jun had gone far away that Wei Yuan remembered that he seemed to have something he hadn't handed over yet. However, about tonight's dinner... Wei Yuan suddenly felt a little worried. What if his cooking skills hadn't returned yet?

However, he had the impression that the Turbid World Heavenly Pivot seemed to have been abused and ravaged to the point of having its soul scattered by Fuxi.

Then, his cooking skills and such should also return.

Along with his originally very pitiful luck with money.

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand, and the pearl representing the Great Dao of the origin of the universe was in his palm, emitting a soft, flowing light. This was given by Huntian, the Dao comprehended by the ancient Great Emperor, representing the origin of the world, and was the Great Dao that the number one person in the Clear World, the master of all the stars, lacked.

This could be considered a priceless treasure.

It seemed that his luck with money should have recovered, so his cooking skills should be about the the same.

Wei Yuan turned to look at the sleeping girl over there, his expression softened, and he muttered in a low voice: "...Thank you."

"You're welcome."

A soft and gentle voice sounded.

Wei Yuan was stunned.

He saw that the white-clothed girl over there had already slightly opened her eyes, her eyes gentle and smiling. She quietly glanced over there, then slowed down her tone and said carefully:

"Has the Heavenly Emperor left?"

Wei Yuan said, "Nüwa, were you already awake?"

The black-haired girl nodded slightly.

Then she lowered her voice and said, "The Heavenly Emperor is very powerful, or should we sneak away first?"

Wei Yuan looked at Nüwa's cautious appearance, and for a moment, his heroism surged, and his human nature was triggered.

With a wave of his right hand, he said heroically, "No need!"

"A battle with the Heavenly Emperor is inevitable sooner or later!"

He regretted it as soon as he said it.

But looking at Nüwa, Wei Yuan's lips twitched, feeling that he had no way to take back what he had said.

He couldn't let Nüwa down.

It would be too humiliating to have to rely on Nüwa pretending to be asleep to find an opportunity, and then sneak away from here with Nüwa. No, he absolutely couldn't do such a thing. If he did, that Fuxi guy would probably laugh so hard that he would fall to the ground, clutching his stomach and rolling around, mocking him loudly for three days and three nights!

First, he would cook, and after finishing cooking, he would always have to compete with the Heavenly Emperor.

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand, and sword energy flowed and changed between his fingers.

Strands and strands, crisscrossing, and then the speed became faster and faster, but instead of the previous sharpness and horror, even the speed became slower and slower under the direct observation of the naked eye. Even the sharpness that seemed to tear the soul gradually became slower.

Slow and gentle, graceful and flowing.

It was almost like silver ripples rippling little by little on a quiet body of water.

With a dreamy and beginningless, endless, mysterious meaning that didn't know when it started, nor when it would end.

It actually had some similarities with where Huntian was.

Having only experienced it once, he had already gained some of its charm.

Without origin, without superior, in the time of chaos, yin and yang were not judged.

It was just that the speed of this extremely mysterious silver ripple eventually became faster and faster, losing the original gentle and peaceful feeling. Finally, it collapsed and dissipated, turning into flowing light in his grasp. Wei Yuan clenched his five fingers, tearing through the void, and threw it out, not letting it explode inside the Heavenly Emperor's house.

He just said calmly with a hint of regret, "Failed."

"I also wanted to try..."

The Daoist slightly raised his eyes.

And outside the distant world, a terrifying beast as huge as Mount Everest flapped its wings and let out a shocking roar. In the space in front of it, sword light like flowing water crisscrossed, changing formlessly. The silver ripples flowed, actually having a powerful aura of enveloping all the laws of the entire world, and using all the laws and all things as swords.

The beast was unable to avoid it and was about to collide with it.

But it discovered that the layers of flowing water-like silver light laws actually dissipated like ripples, without exploding or harming itself.

Wei Yuan's five fingers fell calmly, and he said in a low voice, "I also want to try."

"Without using the Thunderfire Dao Fruit, how far is the gap between me and the Heavenly Emperor's normal combat ability?"

His white hair fell, his eyes were peaceful, and the remaining aura of sword energy around him was still extremely powerful. He even faintly had the aura of Huntian's Dao, the time of chaos, when yin and yang were not yet judged. He was also talking about the confrontation with the number one person in the world at this moment. Although Wei Yuan said before that he was unwilling to fight, if he said that he was not looking forward to the confrontation with Di Jun, that would be false.

But Nüwa just reached out and patted the top of Wei Yuan's head.

Her voice was gentle as she said, "Yes, okay."

"I'm looking forward to it."

Then the mysterious aura of being unparalleled in the world of swordsmanship, ranked in the top ten, and in the Dao Fruit realm disappeared.

Wei Yuan looked at his hand, and his lips twitched:

"I wonder if I can ask the Heavenly Emperor to take a look at his armory."

Before the decisive battle: Go to your opponent's armory to find a few usable swords.

Why did this feel so strange?

Although his own realm had already reached the level of using all things as swords.

Having a weapon that was suitable and familiar enough in this realm of battle.

Also had a certain impact on the strength that could be exerted.

Nüwa tilted her head, looking at Wei Yuan in confusion: "Hmm?"

Wei Yuan had already understood what Nüwa meant, and stretched out his finger to gesture, saying:

"I unleashed a sword and dislocated the Turbid World Great Lord's elbow."

"Well, I actually originally reserved some strength to call back the Chang'an Sword. I really reserved some strength."

"But in the end, cutting through the Clear and Turbid Worlds with one sword consumed a little too much, much more than I expected. After my sword cut through the Turbid World Great Lord's cultivation, it was a little out of control. It may also be that it was stained with that guy's blood, and it was not easy to control..."

"In the end, anyway, the strength I estimated was a little too low."

"I can't cut through the Clear and Turbid Worlds again, so it can't come back."

"No matter what, I can't blame others for this. It's my own oversight."

Wei Yuan explained.

The white-clothed girl listened, and then smiled helplessly, flicking the Daoist's forehead:

"You child..."

"Don't talk like that in the future."

What was that about, because the estimated strength was not enough, as a result, after cutting the Turbid World Great Lord's cultivation.

There was no way to cut through the Clear and Turbid Worlds again.

This was my oversight.

Well, these words were really not good for heart health, and this taste was really too memorable. The white-clothed girl rested her chin in one hand and said, "Have you met Huntian before? I always feel that you all like this, saying some things that make people's hearts not very healthy in a light and casual way."

Wei Yuan was slightly stunned and nodded: "Yes... we, have a very good relationship."

"But it's actually okay."

The Chang'an Sword had a special aura.

It cannot be damaged.

And because its attribute was that of being forged by humans, the creatures of the Turbid World were completely unable to use it.

It would even reverse and stimulate the sword intent and sword energy contained in the Chang'an Sword, and would instead encounter the active counterattack of the divine weapon.

In a more tragic situation, they would fail to draw the sword and be killed on the spot, their souls scattered. That was also something to be expected.

Even if the Great Lord wanted to touch it, he would have to forcibly expend his cultivation, and that would be equivalent to forcibly forming karma with Celestial Venerable of the Origin. Then he would directly lock onto him remotely and give that guy another sword!

However, without the aura of Kunlun, without the Chang'an Sword itself, the Thunderfire Dao Fruit, and the blessing of the stars.

He might not be able to kill the Great Lord with one sword.

In fact, Wei Yuan's sword was directly aimed at taking his life, but in that situation, the Turbid World Great Lord was actually able to avoid the edge and exchange an arm for his life. Even Wei Yuan was shocked by such adaptability and decisiveness.

After recovering, he had to go to the Turbid World as soon as possible to retrieve the Chang'an Sword.

………………

The Turbid World...

Several days back and forth.

The [Huntian Body] was still resting in the secret realm outside the Turbid World Great Lord's Daoist temple. However, he had faintly given birth to his own consciousness before. Even though he had his own consciousness, he was filled with confusion and pain, not knowing who he was, not knowing where he came from, and not knowing where he belonged.

Even more, he didn't know why he should obey that Great Lord.

But all of his cultivation was gathered by the Turbid World Great Lord with countless laws, re-enacting nothingness to achieve it. It could almost be said that he directly appeared because of the Turbid World Great Lord. The hidden moves left behind were dense and almost endless, and were directly formed from the very foundation of existence.

At this moment, the blank and empty body's consciousness was powerless to resist.

Therefore, he became even more painful.

During these days, he would only go to the place where that long sword fell from the sky on the day when the other Demon Gods were far away at night, by taking advantage of his patrol route. Only by reaching out and touching the sword, and hearing the low sword hum, could he soothe his blank and confused heart.

Today was the same. Taking advantage of the fact that no gods or demons had sensed this place, he reached out and grasped the hilt of the Chang'an Sword.

His eyes were slightly closed, and the painful and confused feeling, and the stinging pain in his soul, were slowly soothed and calmed by the long sword hum. And at this moment, a cold and playful laugh came from behind: "Hmph."

"As expected."

"You have regained your consciousness, haven't you?"

The Huntian Body painfully shrank and suddenly turned around.

He saw a tall figure standing there, wearing armor, with a monstrous aura like a fierce beast in the world.

Lü Bu Fengxian.

At this moment, the Turbid World Great Lord's most loyal and reliable guard.

The combination of countless heavenly treasures in the Turbid World and the souls of fierce generals in the chaotic world.

He had been discovered…

The Huntian Body's right hand slowly clenched.

And the tall figure carrying the Fang Tian Halberd was the same. The Fang Tian Halberd slashed through the void, pressing against the ground.

The aura instantly became tense and sharp, tit-for-tat.

PS: Today's first update... three thousand six hundred words