Chapter 163 The White Bone Emperor Arrives



Chapter 163 The White Bone Emperor Arrives

Old Bai did not relax his vigilance just because he met an acquaintance. Instead, he became more nervous: "The White Feather Clan was also powerful at the beginning, and was a close neighbor of our White Ape Clan, but was destroyed by the God Clan in the early stage of the War of All Clans, and Chief Bai Yijun also died in that battle. I was there at the time, and because of the destruction of the White Feather Clan, we had no choice but to retreat.

The White Ape Tribe was originally considered one of the most advanced tribes among all tribes, but they suffered heavy losses in that battle. Only a few underage children and a dozen adult warriors were left, and all the old ones died in the battle. "

Bai Yijun nodded slightly to Bai Lao and said, "Thank you for the help from the White Ape Tribe back then. Although the White Feather Tribe still lost to the God Tribe, I will always remember your kindness and will definitely repay you."

Bai Yijun stretched out his hand, and a jade box appeared in a flash of white light. It floated in front of Bai Lao and said, "This is the treasure left by the Netherworld Emperor, the Netherworld Purple Fire Bloodline. If you can refine and absorb it, you can join the ranks of the powerful."

Bai Lao held the jade box in his hands, not knowing what to do with it. Zhou An nodded to him, and then said, "I didn't expect that the White Bone Emperor was a woman."

Everyone here was surprised to hear the name. Miro suddenly felt a desire to fight, and the Red Blood Demon Sword emitted bloody flames.

"Your Majesty is quite clever. Since I rebuilt my body, no one has ever seen my true face, yet you have guessed it. When I died in battle, by chance, the Underworld Marshal lost the battle with the Gods, and a treasure of the Underworld fell and landed on my body.

As a result, because of this treasure, my wronged soul reunited, and absorbed all the heroic souls and bones that died on the battlefield, and was reborn as the White Bone Emperor. Because he was controlled by a huge amount of resentment, his consciousness was chaotic, and he only acted on his hatred for the gods.

Later, he was defeated by the God Clan again, his white bone body was destroyed, and his soul flew to the earth under the protection of the Hades Clan's treasures. His resentment was dispersed, and his consciousness was restored. After that, he hid in the White Bone Demon Palace to rebuild his body and practice the Hades Clan's skills. "

When Bai Yijun recalled the past, there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

"What are you doing here?" Hua Wu Yue asked.

Bai Yijun recovered from his memories, glanced at the people here, smiled and said: "Back then, I proposed the alliance of all races to deal with the Gods, but at that time, not to mention all races, even the alliance of ten races would have huge problems, which is why the Baiyu tribe was targeted by the Gods.

Looking at this world now, there are ghosts, monsters, and humans in the Qianyuan Empire. Even Mi Luo practices the Red Blood Sutra and is considered half a demon. This coincides with my thoughts back then. Is the emperor willing to cooperate with me to establish an empire that accommodates all races?"

"Of course we can cooperate, but how?" Zhou An looked calm. Bai Yijun's strength was unquestionable. All the people here combined might not be her match. Moreover, she might have her own forces behind her. He had to be careful in dealing with her.

"The Qianyuan Empire and my Mingyu Palace will merge, and you and I will become husband and wife and rule the world together. In this world, you, Zhou An, are the only one qualified to be my, Bai Yijun's man. If it's someone else, you must submit to me." Bai Yijun said this, showing the pressure of an earthly immortal.

There were many immortals in ancient times, and the realms of immortals are also recorded in historical records, from low to high: the earthly immortal realm, the celestial immortal realm, the true immortal realm, the golden immortal realm and the last Daluo golden immortal realm.

However, there has been no record of a Daluo Golden Immortal in the history of this world. The highest level was also a Golden Immortal, but the Golden Immortal had not appeared since ten thousand years ago. By the time of the Ten Thousand Races, there were very few immortals, and the highest level was the True Immortal Realm.

Up to now, no one has ever seen an immortal. The Bai Yijun in front of him is the first earthly immortal cultivator Zhou An has ever seen.

Zhou An suddenly laughed, then looked at Bai Yijun and said, "Does White Bone Demon Lord think that you have me in your hands and that we can share the kingdom with you just by saying one thing?"

"Do you think the Qianyuan Empire is very powerful?" Bai Yijun didn't care. He glanced at these people with a smile. Suddenly, black gas surged out of the shadows under his feet. Eight black shadows flew out and surrounded them. They revealed their figures, showing the true energy fluctuations of the innate great perfection realm.

These eight people include demons, spirits, humans, ghosts, and the underworld, and each of them is a beauty as beautiful as a fairy, no less exquisite than Hua Wu Yue.

Immediately behind these eight women, hundreds of figures appeared. They were all the survivors of the myriad races of the past, and each of them was at least at the seventh level of the innate realm.

Feng Wanxi, Zhou Yang and the others were all frightened. If these people started fighting, the palace would probably be reduced to ashes in an instant, and most of the people would be wiped out.

Both Bai Lao and Miro became nervous. Even the warlike Miro did not dare to act rashly this time, for fear of causing unbearable consequences.

Bai Yijun smiled and said, "How about it, do I have the ability to sit on the position of Queen Qianyuan?"

"There is only Shangguan Rong as Queen Qianyuan. If you are willing to be my concubine, I will accept it." Zhou An said with a smile.

"How dare you! It's a blessing you've earned over hundreds of lifetimes that the master allows you to be his man. If you dare to disrespect him again, don't blame us for being rude." An elder scolded the green-clothed woman with a horn. She was also one of the eight innate great perfections, and the pressure she exuded made her feel like a relic of ancient times.

"Hmph, arrogant." The blood magic power burst out from Miro's body, and he appeared in front of the woman in the blink of an eye.

The other party snorted coldly, and a green light flashed in his right hand. A spear appeared, and he swept the spear with one hand, and it collided with the Red Blood Demon Sword, causing a circle of energy shock.

Zhou An, Bai Lao and Hua Wu Yue protected Feng Wanxi and Zhou Yang in the middle. Even though the other guards used their true energy, they were still knocked to the ground. Fortunately, they had some cultivation and were not injured.

The impact force hit the house and was actually absorbed.

Bai Yijun noticed this strange phenomenon. He glanced around and seemed to have discovered something. He showed a solemn expression and completely lost his previous confidence and unrestrained attitude.

Zhou An knew that she had discovered it, so he no longer hid it. He raised his hand and made a hand gesture. The eighteen stone pillars around him emitted mysterious light, and the surrounding environment suddenly turned into a lush green grass plain.

Around them stood eighteen celestial pillars, emitting a faint golden light.

"It is indeed the Eighteen Heavenly Pillars. What a great Emperor Qianyuan! You have been on guard against me from the very beginning." Bai Yijun said with a cold face.

"Anyone who dares to come to the palace to cause trouble at this time must have something to rely on. How can I not be careful?" Zhou An said.

“Humph, you took these Eighteen Heaven-Suppressing Divine Pillars from Immortal Yufeng. Even if you can use them after refining them, without the Heaven-Suppressing Formation, the Eighteen Heaven-Suppressing Divine Pillars are just good-quality immortal treasures. They are far from enough to do anything to me, Bai Yijun.”

As Bai Yijun was speaking, he saw Zhou An's lips curled up, and for some reason he had a bad thought.

"Who said I can't?"

Zhou An made seals with his hands, and the Eighteen Heavenly Pillars suddenly shot out golden light that shot straight into the sky. Then the surrounding space twisted, and then the space here was confined. At the same time, everyone felt an astonishing pressure.

Only the people around Zhou An were not affected. Miro hurriedly retreated and saw that the eight women who had reached the great perfection of innateness all changed their faces and took out their weapons to support their bodies.

Bai Yijun showed some panic as gray-black water rushed around him. In the blink of an eye, a thousand-meter-long Styx River appeared around him and rushed down.

Zhou An pressed his hand downward, and the runes on the Heavenly Pillar shone brighter. The gravity within the formation increased again, and the River Styx fell straight to the ground and was suppressed by the pillar, without even the slightest ripple.

The eight monks who had reached the great perfection of the innate realm all knelt on the ground, barely holding on, while those outside had already been lying prone on the ground, their bodies pressed into the ground, and they were barely holding on with the defensive treasures on their bodies. If this lasted longer, their true energy would be exhausted, and they would surely be crushed to pieces.

Bai Yijun was still standing, with silver talismanic light appearing on his clothes, resisting the gravity of the Eighteen Heavenly Pillars.

(End of this chapter)

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