Chapter 785: Peerless Prodigy, Eternal Fame [Third update, monthly vote requested]
After killing Lord Xinyu, Han Jue appeared in a dream to Lord Peacock.
“So soon?”
The Peacock God was stunned. How long was the interval between the two dreams?
Could it be that the Dark Lord has been following him and protecting him in secret?
Impossible! Or...
The Peacock God looked at the Lord of Darkness with awe.
Han Jue said: "After you leave, find a place to practice well. I will inform you at any time if I need you in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Jue immediately ended the dream.
Peacock God opened his eyes.
He was imprisoned in a furnace. The space inside was extremely vast, like a world of fire.
He looked up at the sky, and a five-colored divine light burst out from behind him, directly piercing through the sky, and a white light shot down through the cave entrance.
The Peacock God jumped out directly and came to a large hall.
The hall was deserted, with no other living beings except him.
The Peacock God looked around vigilantly and found no trace of the God Xin Yu.
Lord Xinyu should not have escaped. If he had escaped, the power of his magic weapon would still be there. Only after his death would the restrictions of the big tripod be weakened, and Lord Peacock could therefore escape by himself.
"Hehe, you are the only one who has a backer? Pretend to be like that in front of me, then you'll die!"
The Peacock God glanced at the hall with contempt, then he put the cauldron that had previously suppressed him into his sleeve and walked away.
Lord Xinyu also had his own world under his command, and there were even many saints among them. Lord Peacock was filled with anger and needed to vent it, so he slaughtered this world.
A few hours later.
The Peacock Lord appeared in the dark restricted area. He snorted coldly: "If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being born in the wrong place!"
He transformed into a ray of five-colored divine light and disappeared into the depths of darkness.
…
Buzhou sacred mountain.
Han Yu was meditating under an old tree. Suddenly he opened his eyes and saw Qin Ling floating in the air in front of him.
Qin Ling was wearing divine armor and holding a divine weapon, looking extremely powerful. He was more imposing than any immortal or god Han Yu had ever seen.
Their eyes met and they both smiled.
Qin Ling fell down, knelt in front of Han Yu, and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "The unworthy disciple Qin Ling has come back to pay respects to the master!"
He followed suit and kowtowed.
The woman in green in the distance was startled and opened her eyes to see this scene.
She was secretly shocked.
It was obvious at first glance that Qin Ling was no ordinary person. Apart from Han Jue before, she had never seen anyone with a more dignified demeanor than Qin Ling.
Even Han Yu seemed weak in front of Qin Ling!
Qin Ling noticed the woman in green and asked, "Who is she?"
Han Yu smiled and said, "Don't worry about the cultivators in the mountains. Tell me why you came back and how you have been doing in the past hundreds of thousands of years."
"no problem."
Qin Ling agreed readily. He was also very excited to see Han Yu again.
The woman in green was secretly frightened.
Hundreds of thousands of years...
If his disciple is like this, how long has this senior lived? Qin Ling started talking about his journey to Primal Chaos, and soon, the woman in green also listened attentively.
A few days later.
Qin Ling had just finished speaking when Han Yu was filled with emotion. He had not expected that Qin Ling had lived such a wonderful life over the years.
The woman in green looked at Qin Ling with admiration. If she were in those desperate situations, she would have given up long ago.
She suddenly felt that the hatred she carried was nothing.
So many years have passed, and the master might have been reincarnated long ago, perhaps even as a genius of his generation.
Qin Ling looked at the woman in green and hesitated to speak.
Han Yu immediately asked the woman in green to go down the mountain.
The woman in green curled her lips and went down the mountain immediately.
Qin Ling then told the reason for coming back.
Hearing that Qin Ling was going to become the son of the catastrophe and would have to go through a lifetime of suffering, Han Yu couldn't help but frown.
Qin Ling said calmly: "Grandmaster Zhou Fan told me that this matter has the consent of the Divine Power Heavenly Saint, so there will be no problems, and the saints will not dare to plot against me."
As soon as Han Jue was mentioned, the worry on Han Yu's face disappeared immediately.
"In that case, I won't stop you." Han Yu said with a smile.
Qin Ling laughed along.
Han Yu said with emotion: "I didn't expect that you have grown so much and can stand on your own. You are better than me. I am really happy."
Qin Ling scratched his head and laughed, "How can that be possible? In my heart, Master is the most important and powerful person! No matter how strong I become, you will always be my elder and the person closest to me!"
"You're the only one who can talk."
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"hey-hey."
Several months later, Qin Ling left.
Han Yu stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at his departing back, with the sun setting overhead, without looking back.
At this moment, he truly felt that Qin Ling had grown up.
Han Yu felt inexplicably empty.
He knew that it would be difficult for Qin Ling to accompany him in the future, and their time together would only become shorter and shorter, while the time between them would only become longer and longer.
Han Yu couldn't help but think of Han Jue.
The Hidden Sect has cultivated countless geniuses, and many of them have even made a name for themselves in the Chaos.
Would our ancestors also experience the same loss as him?
"How is it possible..."
Han Yu couldn't help laughing and felt that he was being stupid.
How can he compare with his ancestors?
Over the next hundred years, Qin Ling's name as a genius was frequently mentioned in the fairy world. First, many saints bluntly stated that he had the strongest talent, and then Qin Ling challenged everyone everywhere to prove his strength.
No one could hurt Qin Ling, and they were all suppressed by Qin Ling.
At the same time, the Divine Palace began to build momentum for Supreme Xia.
In the following five thousand years, the reputations of Qin Ling and Xia Zhizun reached their peak, and they became peerless geniuses known to all the immortals in the fairy world.
Until one day.
These two peerless geniuses who have never met each other unexpectedly agreed to have a decisive battle on the top of Kunlun Mountain, which shocked the fairy world!
Countless practitioners went to watch the battle, because a saint said that the winner between the two would become a being that surpassed the saints and would become the most powerful genius in the history of the Heavenly Dao! When the day of the decisive battle arrived, hundreds of millions of practitioners gathered near Kunlun Mountain and watched the battle from afar.
This battle is earth-shattering!
All the practitioners watching the battle were impressed, and he was truly a peerless genius.
But the ending shocked everyone!
The two peerless geniuses were evenly matched, and in the end they both died, self-destructing together, determined to kill each other at the risk of their lives.
Xuandu Saint took action to protect the two souls. As the two caused huge destruction to the fairy world and accidentally injured countless spectators, Xuandu Saint allowed them to reincarnate and wake up in the world of mortals.
Two peerless geniuses appeared in the same era, and they fought each other to death! This battle became a legend, passed down through the ages, not only in the immortal world, but also in the heavens and the myriad worlds, and even in the Chaos Heaven Road. Many practitioners talked about it with relish.
Qin Ling and Xia Zhizun will become names in mythology, just like Pangu, Sanqing, Daozu, Shenwei Tiansheng, etc.
Perhaps they did not reach the holy realm, but their talents left countless fantasies for later practitioners.
If they hadn't died young, they would have had a bright future! Because of this, many practitioners even believed that their deaths were caused by saints, fearing that two more Pangus would appear!
Hell.
Inside the Yama Palace.
Yang Tiandong looked at Qin Ling, whose hands and feet were bound by soul chains in the hall, and said with emotion: "Not bad, not bad. Although he died, he also brought honor to the Hidden Sect."
Qin Ling had originally looked indifferent, but upon hearing this, she was moved and asked cautiously, "Does the King of Hell have any relationship with the Hidden Sect?"
(End of this chapter)