Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

"Over the years, no one has ever been able to withstand my attacks. Although I am only a spirit now, I am not something that a group of ants can contend with."

The remnant soul of the God of War teleported in front of Ye Qian'an, raised his finger slightly, and then a ray of golden light was injected into his mind.

When the wave came into his hand, it turned into streams of information and quickly poured into Ye Qian'an's mind. All of a sudden, complete methods of cultivation appeared in his mind. The fonts with an ancient atmosphere made Ye Qian'an feel happy.

He closed his eyes slightly, taking in the information. After a moment, he opened his eyes, and the joy on his face expanded. In that information, there was not only the cultivation method of the Martial God's Wrath, but also the Martial God's past skills and so on.

These are the martial arts skills that made the God of War famous. In the face of absolute strength, everything is just like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Ye Qian'an immediately opened his eyes, looked at the Martial God in front of him, and immediately bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Senior."

"My mission is to wait for someone who can defeat me and pass on what I have learned. He will then be considered my successor." The God of War looked at Ye Qian'an in front of him and smiled slightly.

Ye Qian'an's talent was indeed outrageously high. Even the God of War himself felt inferior to him. If he had possessed such talent back then, he would not have ended up dead.

"Senior, your cultivation had already reached the Quasi-Emperor realm back then, why... did you suddenly die?"

"Now my remaining soul memory has been lost. As for why I died, I don't know either. I only know that a strong man fought with me. We were both seriously injured, but... I died, and he should still be alive."

At this point, the God of War sighed with some melancholy, as if what happened back then had always been a demon in his heart.

"If you can reach my level in the future... you will know that this world is not as simple as you think. Perhaps, only those who have experienced it... will know."

There was a sense of vicissitudes and antiquity in the voice of the remnant spirit of the God of War. He looked at his body that was about to be broken, and finally sighed.

Ye Qian'an looked at the gradually illusory figure of the Martial God's remnant soul, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He could feel the regret and unwillingness in the Martial God's heart, and he could also understand the expectations of this once powerful man for the future.

"Senior, don't worry, I will work hard to practice and live up to your expectations. If one day I can reach your level, I will follow in your footsteps and solve the mystery in your heart." Ye Qian'an said solemnly.

The remnant spirit of the martial god nodded slightly, with a hint of relief in his eyes. "Okay, okay. With your words, I can leave with peace of mind. The Sky Bell is the energy body I left behind. It has no function in itself, and it has no meaning for your practice. Just think of it as... a toy for you."

"The mission has been accomplished. I hope that my unique skills will not lose their glory and reputation along with my death."

"Good go, senior!"

Ye Qian'an bowed solemnly to the remnant soul of the God of War. Judging from its appearance, this remnant soul has been able to exist for so many years because it relies on the energy of this place. Now that the energy has collapsed, the remnant soul has finally run out of energy and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"hehe."

The remnant soul of the God of War chuckled and nodded slightly, and his body completely dissipated in an instant. At the moment he dissipated, the mountains and the throne collapsed with a loud bang, and finally turned into nothingness and dissipated.

Looking at the void space that suddenly became dark and empty, Ye Qian'an sighed lightly. His body trembled, and his illusory body slowly disappeared in this space.

………………Outside world, Wushen Sect.

As the sect leader, Wu Tai stared at the exit of the barrier in front of him and said, "According to the time, if Ye Qian'an can't leave within two hours, he may never be able to come out in his lifetime."

Park Nam-ja stroked his beard and stared at the exit of the barrier in front of him with a strange expression, and he also had a desire to rush in.

But thinking that this was the space left by the God of War, he retracted his right foot, knowing in his heart that if he stepped into this place, the final outcome would most likely be death.

As time passed, Wu Tai's expression became more and more solemn. He silently prayed in his heart that Ye Qian'an could return safely. After all, the talent and courage shown by this young man made him respect him. Although Park Nanzi seemed calm on the surface, she was also a little worried in her heart. He knew the dangers in the secret realm, and whether Ye Qian'an could return successfully was really an unknown.

Just as everyone was anxiously waiting, a faint fluctuation suddenly appeared at the exit of the barrier.

Wu Tai and Park Nam-ja's attention was instantly attracted over there, and a strange feeling surged in their hearts. As the fluctuations became stronger and stronger, a figure slowly emerged from the exit.

Ye Qian'an turned into a sword light and rushed over. He stepped out of the barrier, looked at Wu Tai, Park Nanzi and others, and bowed slightly and said, "Junior is back."

Wu Tai showed a gratified smile on his face, took a step forward and said: "My friend is indeed extraordinary. It is a great fortune that you can return safely from that secret realm. I wonder if my friend has gained anything?"

Ye Qian'an nodded and smiled, then reached out and took out the Heavenly Bell, one of the most precious treasures of the Martial God Sect...

With the appearance of the Sky Bell, a mysterious light suddenly emanated from its surroundings, which dazzled everyone's eyes. Even the disciples of the Martial God Sect were excited. They did not expect that they could actually come across such a treasure.

A hint of surprise flashed in Park Nam-ja's eyes. She quickly stepped forward, took the Sky Bell from Ye Qian'an's hand, and nodded, "Not bad, not bad. My friend really got the Sky Bell."

Ye Qian'an asked: "Then can you remove the mark left by the Golden Immortal cultivator on my body?"

Park Nanzi also kept her word. She moved her fingers slightly, and a ray of golden light directly merged into Ye Qian'an's body. With a startling sound, the soul imprint in Ye Qian'an's body was instantly shattered.

After feeling the mark left in his body dissipate, Ye Qian'an finally breathed a sigh of relief. The feeling of being free from restraint was very comfortable.

If he continued to be threatened by that Golden Immortal, the final outcome would only be death. After all, a strong man of that level was not someone he could contend with.

Park Nanzi put away the sky bell and said with a smile: "Well, since there is nothing else, we will leave first. As for your chance of breaking through to the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian, you should have known it, right?"

Wu Tai smiled and said, "Thank you, senior."

"Okay, let's go."

Park Nanzi grabbed Ye Qian'an's wrist and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the Wushen Sect's members to marvel at the strength of this senior. (End of this chapter)