Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Clouds and mist rise in the deep mountains, like the belt of an immortal's clothes, misty and misty.

In the ancient cave, a raging real fire was burning in the cauldron, and a thunderous "rumbling" sound was heard.

The faint scent of red pepper mixed with the pungent smell of blood.

Dong dong dong...

A burst of heavy footsteps came from the entrance of the cave, and in the darkness, a figure slowly walked out, revealing its true face in the light of the cauldron.

"Lu Xianyang, if you don't kill me, you will regret it sooner or later."

The hoarse voice resounded in the cave, as heavy as a sword.

The firelight in the cauldron swayed, making the shadows extremely long.

"Wu Cangshan, you are very important, how can you die?"

Lu Xianyang was wearing a long gown, as usual, with a warm smile on his face.

Since that day, after Zhou Dao devoured and refined the Dragon Qi of Great Qin and killed the disciples of Longhu Mountain, the Seventh Prince was thrown into the Palace of Sin, Ji Yingshi was punished and banned by King Xu, and Wang Fanchen was also imprisoned by Guan Xuantian.

Only Wucangshan’s life and death are unknown.

Now, he was covered with red-gold chains that passed through his body, anchoring his spine and keels, and locking his internal organs. His whole body was engraved with runes, and scarlet blood flowed freely at his feet.

"Back then, the afterglow of the setting sun created the tomb and sealed the greatest existence in the world. The sky was changing, evil stars were everywhere, disaster stars were born, evil stars were coming..."

"Whoever responds to these three horoscopes will affect the future destiny."

Lu Xianyang whispered and walked slowly in front of Wu Cangshan.

"What's more, you have swallowed Ye Kong's essence, so you can't die..."

"Lu Xianyang, I see your ambition."

Wucangshan roared in a low voice, like a trapped beast, his body trembled, and the chains rustled.

"Your ambition is too great. I'm afraid your life won't be able to bear it."

"You don't need to worry about that."

Lu Xianyang smiled and stretched out his hand, and his fingertips gently slid across Wu Cangshan's chest, all the way to his abdomen.

Suddenly, Lu Xianyang's fingertips drilled forward, the flesh tore, and scarlet blood flowed from the wound.

Wu Cangshan gritted his teeth and opened his eyes angrily, but did not make a sound.

Now he is being imprisoned and trampled on like a wild beast.

Such humiliation accumulated in his heart, sprouting like a seed, giving birth to overwhelming anger.

Rumble…

Strange runes traced back towards Lu Xianyang's fingers like undead spirits, and then flowed into Wucangshan's body along the wound.

"What are you doing?" Wu Cangshan asked in a deep voice with fear in his eyes.

Lu Xianyang remained silent, and a wisp of black energy danced on his fingertips, burrowing into Wucangshan's body like a loach.

The next moment, a strange scene appeared.

Wu Cangshan's lower abdomen gradually swelled, inflating like a balloon.

"you……"

Wu Cangshan's eyes widened, looking at the changes in his body with an incredible expression.

"what have you done?"

Pfft...

At this moment, Wu Cangshan's belly suddenly burst open, and a ball of bloody flesh rolled down to the ground. As soon as it touched the ground, it stretched out its limbs, followed closely by its head.

In the scarlet blood, the ball of flesh grew rapidly and turned into an adult man.

"Zhou Dao..."

The crouched body muttered a name, revealing deep resentment. Then he raised his head and saw the face of Wu Xuanxin.

"how come!?"

Wu Cangshan gritted his teeth and endured the tremendous pain. At this moment, he couldn't care less about his split belly and looked at the Wu Xuanxin that had been stripped out of his body with a look of horror.

"Ye Kong's power is really strange. Chiling Palace's research on King Yuan is more thorough than anyone else."

Lu Xianyang looked at the stripped Wu Xuanxin as if he was admiring an exquisite masterpiece.

At this moment, Wu Xuanxin's state was extremely strange. He was still the same person, but there was an inexplicable change in his appearance, something like...

"Zhou Dao, damn, this is the second time..."

Wu Xuanxin gritted his teeth, with a ferocious luster in his eyes.

"The lost dog."

Wu Cangshan looked at the monster separated from his body indifferently, with a touch of sarcasm on his lips.

Buzz…

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Xuanxin slapped him across the face, and then, his sharp claws were like thorns, inserted into Wu Cangshan's body, and a piece of flesh and blood was pulled out alive, with big muscles pulsing and blood dripping.

"Wu Xuanxin, if you dare, kill me. Otherwise, wait until I get out of trouble..."

Suffering such a heavy injury, Wu Cangshan didn't even frown, but showed a ferocious smile.

"Calm down."

Lu Xianyang raised his hand and pressed it softly, and said calmly: "He cannot die before absorbing all his essence."

After hearing this, the anger on Wu Xuanxin's face dissipated a lot, but his eyes were still filled with resentment.

He had been dormant for so long and prepared for so long, but he was finally defeated by Zhou Dao.

"You lost, that's natural." Lu Xianyang whispered.

"Of course!?" Wu Xuanxin's expression was as cold as a cold sword.

"That man is not an ordinary character. Every time you fail, you will be harvested by him, adding to his luck."

Wu Xuanxin's expression suddenly changed and he couldn't help but calm down.

The first time he fell into the hands of Zhou Dao was at Ping'an Temple in the capital. As a result, not only was his cultivation abolished, but his Taiyi Thunder Technique was also taken away by Zhou Dao.

As for this time, it was even more tragic. Not only did the Calamity God Burial Technique not kill Zhou Dao, it even helped him complete the Mysterious Technique and enter the Guiyuan Realm.

"You know that you still want me to die?" Wu Xuanxin said with an unkind expression.

Lu Xianyang shook his head: "The stronger his luck, the greater the disaster. As long as he fails once, he will be beyond redemption."

"Will he be defeated?" Wu Xuanxin said solemnly.

"Under the law of heaven, as long as you are human, you will have weaknesses. This is your limitation." Lu Xianyang talked eloquently.

Wu Xuanxin raised his head and glanced at him, feeling extremely weird.

"It's impossible for him to have no weaknesses. Just look at it. All things are created by nature and restrain each other. His nemesis is not far away."

Lu Xianyang waved his hand, and the real fire in the cauldron became more intense. The flames turned red, and the blazing fire illuminated the ancient cave.

…

On this day, a piece of news reached Longhu Mountain.

The thirteenth prince under Emperor Qin will visit the tomb on behalf of the emperor, and the person escorting him there is Zhou Dao, the inspector of the Demon Control Division.

A low mountain surrounded by smoke and clouds.

Longhu Mountain is said to have a thousand peaks, a fairy hidden in the cave, and the spirit of the cave, which is the best in the world.

Such a small mountain is extremely inconspicuous among the many strange peaks and mountains.

It is in a corner, and occasionally a fairy bird flies by. Before it gets close, it can't help but turn its direction.

"The youngest son of Emperor Qin? It's really interesting. The bloodline of Taizu Taizu of Great Qin is indeed not ordinary."

In the mountains, a leisurely voice came from a thatched cottage.

Outside the thatched cottage, a middle-aged man wearing a green Taoist robe stood quietly.

"Qiu Zu, do you really want that little guy to enter Ping'an Ruins?" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"What's the problem? Since Emperor Qin dares to let his own son come, don't you dare to let him in?"

"With such a petty attitude, it's no wonder that the position of head teacher was not passed on to you back then."

In the thatched cottage, the leisurely voice sounded again. Although it was teasing, it contained a friendly smile.

"Then let's..."

"Let him be."

"Ancestor Qiu, I am afraid that the current Emperor of Qin is..."

The middle-aged Taoist priest stopped talking.

"He is very ambitious. He wants to complete achievements that have never been done before, sweep across the world, have supreme imperial power, and gather the glory of all ages." Qiu Zu's voice came again, as calm as water, without any fluctuations.

"The bloodline of Taizu is indeed close to that of a demon."

"Back then, he was just a dissatisfied prince. Who would have thought that he could come from behind and sit on that great throne." The middle-aged Taoist priest sneered.

"Do you think he relied entirely on luck?" Qiu Zu said lightly.

"Back then, he took advantage of Liu Gonghou's momentum and rose to prominence. What happened next? After he ascended the throne, this was the first person he killed."

Qiu Zu's voice sounded slowly in front of the thatched cottage.

He mentioned an old friend, Duke Liu. When Emperor Qin was still a prince, he was the grand master of the dynasty. His position was so high that one person was less than ten thousand people.

No one knows why Gonghou Liu looked at such an unsuccessful prince in a different light, stood behind him in the battle for the heir, and even married his only daughter to him.

The Liu family is a famous family. When the new emperor ascends the throne, what awaits him is not the glory and wealth that will last for eternity, but the catastrophe of annihilation.

Emperor Qin's methods were as fast as thunder. Before anyone could react, he killed the great man of the dynasty who was said to have the fourth generation of Grand Prime Minister.

None of the more than 3,000 members of the Liu family were spared, and as many as 50,000 people were implicated.

"When the new dynasty just started, he had no taboos and went on a killing spree. From that time on, I knew that this man had deceived the world. He was not as cowardly and mediocre as the world had seen." Qiu Zu said calmly.

"He is a born king and a rare master in this world."

Buzz…

In the thatched cottage, the peach tree suddenly withered and withered, and then reborn again the next moment, with flowers blooming and falling, which was extremely mysterious.

"When facing Emperor Qin, don't make small moves. Don't forget that he is not only the lord of the world, but also one of the top five masters in the world."

"Disciple noted it down." The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded.

The world doesn't know the depth of Emperor Qin, but Longhushan knows that Taizu's inheritance is more terrifying than the Six Great Sects.

The master in the capital city had achieved great success as early as the Daoshan Alliance.

However, no one would notice a frustrated prince at that time.

"Qiu Zu, there is one more thing."

"Say it."

"The person escorting the Qin Prince's heir this time is an inspector from the Monster Control Department. This young man is somewhat special."

The middle-aged Taoist priest mentioned Zhou Dao and told his past one by one.

"Is there only one step away from the throne of King Yuan? It seems that destiny is not in his hands." Qiu Zu whispered, for such a young man, only the battle for King Yuan made him slightly interested, that's all.

"This person has a big feud with Chiling Palace and has killed many of our disciples. Junior Brother Lu was framed for being involved in the Great Qin Dragon Energy, which seems to be related to this person."

"Now that this kid is here, we..."

"well!"

Before the middle-aged Taoist priest could finish speaking, a sigh came from the thatched cottage.

"Longhu Mountain is really getting worse from generation to generation. Is it worth plotting against a brat who hasn't even entered the Dragon Gate?" Qiu Zu's voice had a hint of indifference.

"Disciple is confused." The middle-aged Taoist priest lowered his head in shame.

"What should come will come, and what should go will go."

After the words fell, the door of the thatched cottage slowly opened, and a young man walked out slowly. He was wearing a Taoist robe, white as snow, but there was an unconcealable vicissitude in his eyes.

"In this life, there will be a Tao King."

"Longhu Mountain should be prosperous."

As he spoke, the mountains, rivers, clouds and mist became ethereal.

The thatched cottage, the young man, the Taoist priest, the peach tree... together with the short mountain gradually condensed, as if imprinted in the painting, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke and slowly dissipated.

…

At the extreme edge of the southern border, there are said to be hundreds of thousands of mountains.

The white snake scholar, the painted-skinned female ghost, the bewitching lady from the ancient temple, the yellow-skinned girl, the Immortal Cave... From ancient times to the present, there are countless legends that have been spread from the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

I don’t know how many people have come one after another to go into the mountains to find immortality.

Zhenlu Mountain is only three thousand miles away from Longhu Mountain.

It is said that the founder of Longhu Mountain once saw an immortal making elixirs here and using the mountain as a furnace, hence the name.

Here is the last barrier of the sacred tomb. After climbing over, you will find the forbidden area [Ping'an Ruins] in Longhu Mountain where the great powers of the past are enshrined, which is what people call the sacred tomb.

At this moment, at the foot of Zhenlu Mountain, there is a ruined temple.

"Believe me, if you just cut it, you can get real gold, real gold."

A group of children rushed towards the ruined temple. The young boy leading the group waved his arms, which were covered with scars, as dense as silk threads.

"Xiaofan, please stop lying. I don't believe it."

In the team, a little fat man promptly broke up the trouble and shouted harshly.

"You don't believe what you are doing with a noodle bag? Are you pretending to be shit?" Chen Xiaofan retorted.

"If you don't believe it, get out of here. If you want to die of poverty and starvation, I won't stop you."

A group of children looked at each other, and someone quickly shouted: "Damn fat man, you don't believe it, we do."

"You'd better get out, we believe Brother Xiao Fan."

When public opinion swings to one side, all different voices become harsh and weak.

When the fat man saw this, he hurried forward, laughed with him, and patted himself gently on the mouth.

"Brother Fan, don't be angry, just think I farted."

"This is just like a human saying." Chen Xiaofan glanced coldly and led everyone towards the ruined temple without caring.

In front of the ruined temple, a man with disheveled hair held a rusty knife in his hand and was sharpening it with a broken whetstone.

"Brother Xiaofan..." A little girl timidly hid behind Chen Xiaofan.

"Hush, that's a lunatic."

Chen Xiaofan opened his arms and walked into the ruined temple with everyone in his arms.

The temple of Lady Dao is quite famous in the local village. It is said that many years ago, the village was very wealthy and every family had meat to eat.

That year, a girl leaked to the village. She could neither see nor hear.

There was an old man in the village. Seeing that the girl was pretty, he took her in. At night, the old man wanted to do something wrong and accidentally hurt the girl while struggling.

It was then that he discovered that the girl's blood turned into gold when it fell to the ground.

This made the old man overjoyed. He imprisoned the girl, tortured and whipped her day and night, and lived a prosperous life with her blood.

Finally, the incident came to light and was discovered by other villagers.

They rescue the girl and make a terrible decision.

These villagers decided to share this gift from heaven, and they took turns flogging day and night.

It took three years for the girl to finally shed her last drop of blood. Her arms had been tied up all year round and had long been deformed. At first glance, she could not even look human.

The villagers randomly dumped the girl's body in the mountains.

That night, countless mantises emerged from the mountains and crawled all over the girl's corpse.

From that time on, the legend of the Sword Lady was born.

It is said that if someone is walking at night and encounters a woman wearing a black robe in the mountains, they must not approach her.

After she leaves, dig three feet into the ground where she stood and you will find a small blade. You just need to take it home and put it in a rice vat for three days and three nights before taking it out.

As long as you have something in your heart, just cut yourself with the knife, and your wish will come true.

The greater the harm, the greater the wish can be realized.

"Brother Xiaofan, is this the temple of Lady Dao? I'm a little scared." The little girl pulled Chen Xiaofan's clothes.

The legend of Lady Dao was widely circulated in the village. It was said that the village was completely extinct in less than three years.

Later, this land was completely deserted, and the people living here were poor for generations.

They were afraid that Dao Niangniang's resentment would not be quelled, so they built this temple.

"You won't be afraid when you get the gold. You can buy a roast chicken and go home in the evening. Your parents will be very happy."

Chen Xiaofan bowed and carefully took out a small blade from his arms.

The blade of the knife was weak, glowing with cold light, and covered with fine lines.

"Look."

Chen Xiaofan waved the blade in his hand and lightly scratched his arm, and a gasp of air rang out in the temple.

Scarlet blood dripped down the blade, and as soon as it hit the ground, it condensed into a golden bean.

"Gold, really gold."

The little fat man screamed first, his eyes lit up.

Such a golden bean is enough to support his family for a year.

"Did you see it? Which one of you comes first?" Chen Xiaofan said proudly, waving the blade in his hand.

"I'm coming, I'm going first, Brother Fan, let me come first."

At this moment, the little fat man no longer had any doubts. With his strong body, he squeezed out the others.

"Let's take advantage of you little beast first."

Chen Xiaofan shook the strange blade in his hand and handed it over.

"Brother Dao, what kind of monster do you think this is?"

"You have some moral skills, but you can't tell. You have to kill him to find out."

At this moment, a burst of conversation came from the corner.

The group of children turned their heads and looked around, only to realize that there was someone else behind the altar.

Wang Xiaoyi hugged the Thirteenth Prince and leaned against Ha Shiqi.

Zhou Dao hugged the little black cat and stood up slowly, with a hint of Xiao B in the corner of his mouth, and his focused eyes fell on Chen Xiaofan.

"Are you going to commit suicide, or are you going to let me do it!!?"