Page 354
In addition to King Pan, there are also the Ten Evil True Phoenixes and Kunpeng from the primitive ancient world, and the three burial kings from the burial domain. They also fought until only their souls were left, and were saved by an ancient emperor pill. Their situation is improving.
These are the seriously injured at the Immortal King level, and there are countless seriously injured at the True Immortal level. The Immortal Kings who are in relatively good condition have to personally take action to treat those True Immortals who are in critical conditions.
In addition to the seriously injured, there are many corpses in this area, the remains of the fairyland giant King Zhi, the horns of the Ten Evil Sky-Horned Ants, the palms of the Burial Domain King of Burial... and the broken bodies of many True Immortal cultivators.
These were collected when the battlefield was cleaned up, waiting for the tribe to which the corpses belonged to come and claim them.
When the armies of the three realms left, they took away a lot of things. They wanted to bring the fallen strong ones back home and bury them in the mother realm.
Many powerful people who came from far away to the fairyland to participate in the war had their fellow tribesmen killed, so many of their remains were left here, waiting for the arrival of their fellow tribesmen.
The lineage of the Sky-Horn Ant, except for the Sky-Horn Ant himself who was among the ten most evil, also saw the death of several of his descendants. This clan was very brave and was known to have the utmost strength, but they still died on the battlefield under the impact of the tide of dark creatures.
Wang Heng let out a long sigh, took the fragments of the Yuanmu Ding in his hand, chanted an ancient spell, and triggered the mysterious power of cause and effect.
"Buzz!"
In the distant sky, several streams of light flew over, all of which were fragments and fell into his hands. Then, the light of the quasi-immortal emperor bloomed, and the fragments of the Yuanmu Ding in Wang Heng's hands condensed together, emitting a blazing light.
The next moment, an extremely heavy tripod reappeared. This was the Sky-Horned Ant's life-saving weapon, which was restored by Wang Heng with ease.
Afterwards, he informed the person in charge of the place that if any member of the Sky-Horned Ant tribe came to claim the corpse, he would give them the fully restored Yuanmu Ding as well.
Next, Wang Heng took action one after another to repair many remaining soldiers. The owners of these remaining soldiers were the pillars of the tribe, and they died in the battle of the fairyland. It can be imagined how difficult the situation of the tribe would become after the fall of the pillar. Wang Heng's repair of these weapons can give these tribes more foundation.
Of course, in the name of the Emperor of Heaven, he will ensure that all creatures and their tribes who have made contributions to protecting the fairyland receive the treatment they deserve.
Suddenly, Wang Heng saw a familiar figure. He stood quietly in front of a pile of relics without shedding tears. How could such a giant among the Immortal Kings shed tears?
However, the sadness in his eyes burst out uncontrollably.
Wang Heng couldn't help but feel a tightness in his chest, because the owner of the relics was an acquaintance of his and had done him a favor.
Once upon a time, Wang Heng was divided into three bodies. His divine body wanted to enter the fairyland, but he had no way to do so and there were enemies in the fairyland.
When Wang Heng was in trouble, it was Black King who asked Wuzhong to take him with him. During the subsequent practice, Black King helped him a lot, which Wang Heng always kept in mind.
Before the war between the two worlds broke out, Wuzhong visited Wang Heng. After the Black King got drunk, he said some incomprehensible words, which made Wang Heng alert. He guessed that something might happen. At that time, he tried to dissuade the Black King from staying in Hengwang City and not taking part in the war.
Unfortunately, the Black King insisted on joining the war. Fortunately, the war between the two worlds ended and the Black King was safe. However, he still could not break free from the shackles of fate and died in the battle of the fairyland.
A few strands of shiny black fur, a pool of immortal blood emitting crystal light, sparkling, and a golden bell.
This was all that was left of the Black King. Not even its body was left. Only some blood and a few black hairs survived.
The creature standing in front of this pile of relics is Wuzhong, the Black King's most respected master. He has followed him everywhere and has never left.
But now, it is gone, separated by the Yin and Yang, its soul has been beaten into nothingness, not even a trace of it can be found, even its physical body has turned to ashes, it has completely fallen.
"Senior Wuzhong, the person has passed away, please accept my condolences." Wang Heng didn't know what words to say to comfort him. He was very sad himself, but he knew that Wuzhong was even sadder than he was about the accident of Heiwang.
The premonition I had back then finally came true. Perhaps, this was fate.
Wu Zhong nodded slightly and replied, "Now, you are the leader of the four realms, the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, and you still call me a senior. If others hear it, it will damage the dignity of the Heavenly Emperor."
Wang Heng shook his head and said the same thing: "This has nothing to do with cultivation."
Seeing that he was determined to do so, Wu Zhong said nothing more and just sighed.
“Time is sometimes mysterious, full of fog and hard to understand.
Your initial perception was correct. Something happened to it after all. I witnessed with my own eyes the Dark Immortal killing Xiao Hei. Unfortunately, I was powerless to save it." Wu Zhong said sadly.
Wang Heng was also sighing. He could imagine the anger and helplessness of Immortal King Wuzhong at that time. Even if he wanted to save King Hei, he couldn't do it because he was being besieged by the Dark Immortal King and couldn't get away.
“If its remains are still there, we can bury it in the land of reincarnation, and maybe one day it will be able to return to this world.
It's a pity that there are only a few hairs and a pool of immortal blood. There is no point in burying them in the land of reincarnation." Wu Zhong whispered.
Wang Heng could tell that there was a hint of inquiry in Wuzhong's words. Now that he was a quasi-Immortal Emperor with abilities that the Immortal King could not imagine, Wuzhong wanted to know if there was any hope for the Black King to be saved.
Even if only a few hairs and a pool of blood were left, Wuzhong would not give up.
“What the senior said is true, there is no point in being buried in the land of reincarnation.
In a situation like the Black King, even a Quasi-Immortal Emperor can’t do anything about it.” Wang Heng answered truthfully.
Hearing this, Wuzhong sighed and nodded.
"However, there is still a chance for him to return to the human world." Wang Heng suddenly spoke, bringing the situation to a sudden turn.
Wu Zhong was not an ordinary person. After a moment's hesitation, he guessed what Wang Heng meant.
"You mean, the land of Tongtian?"
Wang Heng nodded.
“The reason why Wang Heng was able to rise so quickly and possess the power to compete with the Immortal King was because of the senior’s escort, who sent me to the Tongtian Land.
There is a living reincarnation there, and I have gained a period of ancient time, through which I can soar upward.
Now, the Black King is dead, but his blood is left behind. Perhaps there is hope that it can enter reincarnation. If so, as time goes by, we will see it reappear in the world one day."
"The living cycle."
Wuzhong was moved. Although he had heard Black King describe what happened in Tongtian Land, Black King, being a true immortal, naturally didn't know much. If there was reincarnation of the living in Tongtian Land, then Black King might really be saved.
“Once upon a time, Senior Wuzhong and the Six-Path Immortal King had a great enemy in the Immortal Realm and were not allowed to enter the Tongtian Land. But now, these obstacles no longer exist. I think that Senior and the Six-Path Immortal King can go together. This trip is not only to let the Black King reappear, but there may be opportunities for Senior and the Six-Path Immortal King there.” Wang Heng gave such a suggestion.
Wu Zhong had no reason to refuse when he heard this. He and the Immortal King of Six Paths of Reincarnation had been studying the matter of reincarnation in the human world and had long wanted to go to the Tongtian Land. However, due to the powerful enemy blocking the way, this idea had never been realized.
Now, Wang Heng has risen and suppressed the four realms with the power of the Emperor of Heaven. No one can stop the two from going to the land of Tongtian.
"When are you going?"
Wu Zhong asked. He felt that it would be best if Wang Heng, the quasi-immortal emperor, was present on the trip to Tongtian Land. He had been there once before, and with him around, nothing would go wrong.
"It will be done later. Please tell the Six Paths Immortal King."
Wuzhong nodded, put away the Black King’s relics, turned around and left.
Wang Heng watched him go away with a slight expectation in his eyes. Wuzhong and Liudao, one cultivated the Avenue of Time and the other cultivated the Avenue of Reincarnation. If these two creatures could enter the Land of Tongtian, they would definitely gain a lot.
After passing through this area, Wang Heng's mind moved, and he stretched out his big hand towards the void. No one knew what kind of magical power he used to directly grab the second spiritual root of the heavens hidden in the chaos and nothingness. At the moment, it was extremely weak. In order to help Wang Heng become a quasi-immortal emperor, it paid a huge price.
Without saying a word, Wang Heng dripped a drop of quasi-immortal emperor's blood directly onto the second spiritual root in the universe. A blazing light burst out, as if to shine into the ancient history.
How precious is the blood of a quasi-immortal emperor? Especially for a quasi-immortal emperor like Wang Heng who possesses three systems, his blood is even more extraordinary.
The moment the second spiritual root in the universe received this drop of essence and blood, most of its vitality was immediately restored, and it was still recovering at an extremely fast speed.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help."
The second spiritual root in the heavens said gratefully. In its opinion, after the three imprints returned to Wang Heng's body, the cause and effect between the two were eliminated.
This drop of quasi-immortal emperor's blood should be counted separately.
"It's nothing, just a drop of essence and blood. Compared with the help you fellow Taoist has given me, it's nothing." Wang Heng waved his hand and said.
Afterwards, the second spiritual root in the universe told Wang Heng that no matter what, this was a cause and effect, and it would definitely be repaid in the future, but now, it needed to complete the cause and effect with another living being.
Wang Heng knew that the creature mentioned by the Second Spiritual Root in the Heavens was the one who sold fake medicine, and his path was closely related to the Second Spiritual Root in the Heavens.
"That's just on the way, come with me."
The second most powerful spiritual root in the universe did not refuse and nodded.
Afterwards, the man and the medicine came to a fairy temple. There were many people here, and many living beings had gathered. They were all very important people to Wang Heng.
As strong as Wang Heng is, he can destroy hundreds of dark immortal kings with just a glance. His mighty power suppresses the four realms and overlooks the heavens. However, when he walked into this immortal palace, he couldn't help but have a headache.
First came his parents, Wang Gen and Wu Qing, then his master, the Lord of the White Forbidden Zone! Luo Mo, Wu Xing, then his two Taoist companions, Qing Yue and Hao Xuan, and finally his biological son, Gen Tian, and his fellow apprentices, all gathered together, waiting for him.
Chapter 386: The Rising Sun
At this time, the atmosphere in the Immortal Palace was not too awkward, and everyone was chatting with each other.
Wang Weng, Wuqing, Qingyue and Haoxuan sat together, talking and laughing. Laughter could be heard from time to time. Seeing their two daughters-in-law for the first time, Wang Weng and his wife were naturally overjoyed and started chatting with them.
Wengtian came a step behind. As soon as he came up, he bowed respectfully to Wang Weng and Wuqing and said, "Grandson Wengtian greets grandfather and grandmother."
The two nodded, looking at this grandson who was extremely talented, standing at the level of quasi-immortal king, and born with seven-colored pure blood, they were so happy that they couldn't stop smiling.
Once upon a time, the two wanted a child, but they had never been able to have one. After trying for several epochs, they were lucky enough to give birth to Wang Heng. At that time, Wang Heng was already an Immortal King, and the chance of giving birth to offspring was pitifully low.
Now, their own son is already a quasi-Immortal Emperor, and it would be even more difficult to have offspring. Fortunately, Wang Heng already has a successor, so there is nothing to worry about. At least there is an eternal guarantee.
As the transmitter of the three great methods, Wang Gen already knew everything. Only Wu Qing had been kept in the dark and only now learned everything.
"Gengtian, this is your Qingyue mother." Haoxuan waved towards Gentian and said this.
Upon hearing this, Gentian nodded and walked up to Qingyue.
He almost knew the origin of this "Qingyue Niang". She was the Taoist companion of his father's qi body and had always been in the primitive ancient world.
Although they had never met before, now that the three bodies of their father have become one, it is time for them to recognize each other as their relatives.
"Gengtian pays respect to Qingyue Niang."
Gentian bowed respectfully, Qingyue smiled and nodded, then said: "You and your father are really alike, as if you were carved from the same mold."
This sentence was naturally a compliment. You must know that Wang Heng today has already broken through the king realm and reached the realm of quasi-immortal emperor. He is invincible in the universe. To be similar to him is tantamount to praise.
"Mother Qingyue, you are too kind. Guangtian is far inferior to my father." Guangtian responded modestly.
On the other side, the Lord of the White Forbidden Zone was chatting and laughing with Luo Mo and Wu Xing. In the past, they were as hostile as water and fire. One was the Immortal King of the primitive ancient world, and the other two were immortal kings from foreign lands. They had been enemies for generations and could never sit together to discuss philosophy. But now, the three of them put aside their inner grudges and talked freely like old friends who had not seen each other for many years.
The reason is simple. Wang Heng is their common disciple, and he is at the supreme quasi-immortal emperor realm. In this situation, reconciliation is the only option. They also don't want to cause trouble for Wang Heng or make him embarrassed.
At this time, Wang Heng came back and entered from the main hall. He restrained his quasi-immortal emperor light, and the dense cracks on his body were covered by the immortal mist. Even the Immortal King could not see through it.
This is naturally to avoid worrying relatives and friends. The crack does look a bit scary.
However, everyone knew that Wang Heng was injured and had not recovered.
Wang Heng first came over to pay his respects to his parents and three masters, then nodded to his fellow disciples, and then looked at his two Taoist companions.
These are two women with completely different styles. Qingyue is stunningly beautiful, with a slim figure and skin as white as cream. A bright blue moon floats behind her head, casting a holy light all the time, making her look like a fairy in the sky, detached from the world. She has a sense of detachment from the world and is not tainted by the mundane world.
Haoxuan, on the other hand, is graceful and slender with a well-proportioned figure. Her long black hair falls to her waist. Both her facial features and skin color are flawless. She is a rare beauty in the world. In her rising era, she is known as one of the top ten beauties of the young generation in foreign lands.
Haoxuan's temperament is completely different from Qingyue's ethereal one. She is graceful and elegant, and has the demeanor of a mother of the country. She is a descendant of the imperial family and the wife of a tycoon. She has been like this for many years with these two titles.
Two Taoist companions, two different styles. Marrying either one of them would be a blessing in this life. Wang Heng has both of them. However, thinking of their proud and strong-willed personalities, he couldn't help but feel worried, fearing that the two of them would not get along.
However, Wang Heng's worries were obviously unnecessary. Qingyue and Haoxuan were indeed proud and strong-willed. One was a rare genius in the entire world, and the other was the jewel of the imperial family. She had a noble status and inherited Wushang's talent. Her strength was also unrivaled among her peers.