Chapter 612 - Chapter 612: 610. Eighteenth Level
Chapter 612: 610. Eighteenth Level
Translator: 549690339
When Jiang Yi was reborn, Su Hui was still alive.
Jiang Yi might not be Jiang Yi.
The former Hierarch of Ancient Gods Clan was just his identity in this life.
If he traced it back to the source, who would it eventually trace back to?
However, as long as his strength was not too far off from Jiang Yi’s in his highest cultivation realm, the amount of Dark Gold Jade Cream consumed in the white jade bottle to obtain information about him should be the amount of a big shot.
The reason why Chen Luoyang hesitated was because the amount of dark gold serum in his white jade bottle was less than the amount of the four magnates.
It was still considered a surplus to inquire about Martial Saints, but it would be a pain to inquire about even one Martial Venerable.
If he could find Jiang Yi and get rid of him, he could make up for it. At least he wouldn’t lose out.
If he couldn’t kill him to make up for it, it would be a real waste.
Of course, Chen Luoyang’s intuition told him that he could obtain a lot of useful information through Jiang Yi.
This information might be enough to compensate him.
However, this was not guaranteed…
After pondering for a moment, Chen Luoyang finally threw in the dark gold nectar and inquired about Jiang Yi from the white jade bottle.
Previously, Xu Peng and Zhu Jian had met with multiple mishaps, which made him feel that the situation in the mortal world was beyond his control. He needed more information.
The dark gold nectar in the white jade bottle was decreasing at a visible rate.
What made Chen Luoyang feel at ease was that the amount of the nectar reduced was roughly the amount that a 19th realm Martial Honor should have.
Then, the dark golden mist evaporated and condensed into words that did not dissipate, appearing in front of him.
However, the words were densely packed and dazzling.
The information regarding Cheng Ying Tian and the others was a huge volume, and Chen Luoyang felt tired after reading it.
And Jiang Yi’s life experiences were more than just the sum of a few people.
Chen Luoyang, who knew that the other party had Su Hui, was mentally prepared for this. However, when he saw the beginning of the content, he was slightly stunned.
Yang Qingshi?
The founder of Qingyun House, the first master?
This was indeed a little out of his expectations.
Chen Luoyang closed his eyes to rest. He was immersed in the vast amount of information provided by the white jade bottle in his mind. His body gently leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair.
He didn’t even need to read the rest of the content to confirm that it was Jiang Yi, or Yang Qingshi, who leaked the secret of the Abbey Dean of the Green Bull Temple to the Heavenly River and the East Zhou Empire.
Rumor had it that Yang Qingshi and the old Sword Immortal were old friends more than a thousand years ago.
Unlike Li Hushuang, the Crane Deity, or the Empress of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Yang Qingshi had risen to power a thousand years ago. He was a true powerhouse of the same era as the old Sword Immortal and the Blood River Patriarch.
The hegemonic powers of that era were now only left with Ye Tianmo, the old sword immortal, the Azure Dragon Island Lord, and Abbot Puhui of the western paradise.
Jiang Yi, or rather, Yang Qingshi, might not be sure if the Green Bull Monastery
Master had suffered the same fate as him and Ling Cang of the Black Water Palace, or if he had been saved by a Dao Lord of the Qingwei Realm. However, he was sure that the Green Bull Monastery Master had not had a good time either. The Green Bull Monastery must be strong on the outside but weak on the inside. There was no big shot to oversee it.
The news was sent to the Heavenly River and the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Even if the Empress of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty did not believe it, there was no harm in trying.
In the end, the Green Bull Temple was exposed after a try. It was pressed to the ground by the Empress and chased out of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
However, did Jiang Yi talk to the old sword immortal and the others about anything else other than the Green Bull Monastery Head’s question?
How long had it been since the old Sword Immortal knew the truth behind Jiang Yi’s secret?
When they went to the Heavenly River to relay Mister Tianji’s last words, they didn’t see any clues. Were they hiding it too well?
Chen Luoyang’s heart was filled with doubts. He calmed down and quietly browsed through Jiang Yi’s life experiences.
Yang Qingshi in his first life.
More than a thousand years ago, he had seen the Demon Venerable who had not yet entered seclusion…He suspected that I was impersonating the Demon Venerable. Perhaps this is also the reason?
About 860 years ago, due to An Chen’s Ghost Longevity Seal, his divine soul changed and his Heavenly Soul trembled…Hmm? Who was An Chen?
Chen Luoyang frowned inwardly.
This was a name he had never heard of before.
As for the Heavenly Soul Tremor, Chen Luoyang had heard of it.
Although it was almost a legend because of the long time, when he browsed the ancient books of the Ancient Gods Clan, the stories of Old Man Black Snow, the Origin Returning Stone of the Yuan Underworld, and the second master of the Blue Cloud House left a deep impression on him.
Yang Qingshi also had a Tremor Heavenly Soul?
Chen Luoyang immediately made the connection.
He immediately looked down.
As expected, Yang Qingshi’s second life was his so-called successor, the second master of the Emerald Cloud House, Fu Chen.
Later, Fu Chen returned to the sect stone because of Yuan Ming and was unwilling to be trapped by Black Snow Old Man, so he killed himself.
It seemed strong, but in reality, it was another form of cicada shedding its shell. It used death to change its identity and hide the secret of the trembling of the Heavenly Soul.
As long as others did not know that his Heavenly Soul was trembling, they would naturally not think of using the Yuan Underworldling Sect Returning Stone to target him.
For example, in his third life, the last emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Emperor Heng of the Wei Dynasty, Murong Ming, no one knew the secret of his trembling Heavenly Soul.
Now, Chen Luoyang finally understood why Jiang Yi had cooperated with the old sword immortal to kill Blood River Patriarch.
What he wanted from Blood River Patriarch was the Yuan Demon Origin Returning Stone.
The problem of his Heavenly Soul trembling had always existed for him.
It was just that sometimes he was exposed and others knew about it, and sometimes he hid it very well.
And all of this originated from the person named An Chen.
Who was this person?
When Yang Qingshi was under the Ghost Longevity Seal, he was already a powerhouse in the Supreme Realm.
Who could so easily control him and make him completely helpless?
Yang Qingshi was not invincible.
However, the other party could defeat him and kill him. The difficulty was completely different from dealing with him like this.
Logically speaking, such an expert should not be so unknown.
When the Demon Venerable was still around, the experts of the other realms would not be able to deal with a big shot in the mortal world so unscrupulously.
Powerful but secretive…
The words ‘Netherworld God’ instantly appeared in Chen Luoyang’s mind.
So, An Chen was actually a Netherworld God?
An extremely secretive Netherworld God who had already grown to an impressive level at that time?
Now, where was this Netherworld God?
When this person was dealing with Yang Qingshi, the demon lord was already in seclusion.
It was just that Chen Luoyang wasn’t sure when the Demon Venerable had fallen, so he didn’t know if it was related to the Netherworld God.
If it had nothing to do with him, it meant that he was probably still in the mortal world.
Ghost, White Bones, Calamity, if the Plague was counted, there were exactly four of them…
Who was it?
Where was he?
Chen Luoyang pondered with rapt attention.
After giving Yang Qingshi the Ghost Longevity Seal, An Chen had never come into contact with him again.
Then why did this person bully Yang Qingshi back then?
After that, did he secretly observe Yang Qingshi, Fu Chen, Murong Ming, Jiang Yi, and even He Sen?
Speaking of He Sen, he was very unusual.
In the previous few reincarnations, it was the swaddled baby who had to start over. Only this time, He Sen was possessed by Jiang Yi.
From this point of view, could it be said that Jiang Yi had broken the pain of reincarnation to a certain extent?
It was worth noting that the first Yang Qingshi and the third Murong Ming both experienced the tribulation of reincarnation at the age of 360, just like how ordinary people died of old age.
In other words, he would not live past 360 years old in every life.
Although he didn’t know how long he could live, he had to go back to his original life every 360 years.
Then, had he jumped out of this reincarnation?
Jiang Yi’s entire life experience showed that in his previous lives, including his first life, Yang Qingshi, he did not seem to have complained to the old Sword Immortal and other old friends for help.
Was he afraid that the Demon Venerable would vent his anger on him, or was he afraid of the Netherworld God, or did he want to make use of this Specter Longevity Seal to profit?
Chen Luoyang couldn’t tell what Jiang Yi was thinking.
However, not long ago, he took the initiative to get in touch with the old sword immortal. When he told the Green Bull Temple Master the secret, he also revealed a lot of his own secrets to the old sword immortal.
He must have also mentioned his suspicions about the Demon Lord.
Chen Luoyang opened his eyes, and a dark golden light flashed in his eyes.
Now that the other party was fighting together in the Dark Grotto-heaven, he was more than happy to do so. However, he reckoned that Jiang Yi and the others would not repeat the same mistake.
Before they found a way to break Emperor Xi’s ancient formation, they wouldn’t come to the Ancient Gods Clan to find him.
However, he could not let his guard down.
When the ninth Star Brilliance came, he would have to deal with Young Master Tian, and there might be a riot of demons.
Other than that …
Chen Luoyang’s eyes narrowed as his fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of his chair.
The Empress of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was most likely the direct descendant of the Human Emperor.
Li Gucheng’s analysis of the location of the Human Emperor’s Mausoleum that day was not without reason.
It was very likely that the Human Emperor’s Mausoleum really existed, and it was not on land, but in the deep sea.
Did the Empress of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty find the Human Emperor’s Mausoleum because she became the successor of the Human Emperor, or did the inheritance have another origin?
If it was the latter, would she also be looking for the Human Emperor’s Mausoleum?
The old Sword Immortal and the others doubted the life and death of the Demon Venerable, but they might not be willing to let the other Supremacies of the other realms rule the mortal world.
But what if the Human Emperor returned?
Chen Luoyang pondered for a moment before he stood up.
He found Su Wei, Xie Buxiu, Lian Buyi, and the others and instructed, ‘”‘Tomorrow, I will be heading to the Dongzhou Empire. You guys stay behind and make your own decisions.”
“We will obey Cult Master’s orders,” everyone replied immediately.
The Hierarch had just taken in Green Bull Temple, which had moved from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and he was going to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty immediately. The people of Ancient Gods Clan couldn’t guess what he was thinking, but they all obeyed him respectfully.
After Chen Luoyang gave his instructions, he ordered everyone to retreat.
He came to the foot of the Golden Parasol Tree and looked at it for a long time before sitting down cross-legged.
Chen Luoyang closed his eyes, and black fog gradually rose around his body. Even the radiance of the Golden Parasol Tree was unable to disperse this darkness.
Chen Luoyang’s figure gradually disappeared as the black fog lingered.
In its place, a black sun and an invisible crescent moon gradually rose and fell.
The black sun and the shadow moon formed a mountain peak.
The Saint Mountain of Martial Saints.
On the peak of the Holy Mountain, light slowly lit up.
Extreme Light..