Rebirth of the Urban Madman

In the void, many white bones retreated into the underground palace like a tide.

"Qin Xuan, are you trying to scare this Bone King?" Tu Xian came over, exhaling like orchid.

Tu Xian boasted that she could see something about Qin Xuan's strength. When he fought against the Night Demon, he should have tried his best.

This Bone King's strength is comparable to that of a Mahayana upper-grade. Although Qin Xuan's bow and arrow are strong, it is not easy to kill this Bone King.

Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, and he quietly overlooked the underground palace.

"Tu Xian, how much do you think you know about me?" His voice was indifferent. He stepped towards the underground palace, and the Bone King bowed his head on the ground waiting.

Tu Xian was startled, her eyes slightly curved, as if she was smiling.

"Sooner or later, I will know everything!"

Tu Xian looked at Qin Xuan, and the other party seemed to surprise her again.

In the underground palace, Qin Xuan looked at the Bone King, "The Jedi Underground Palace is still yours, but I want the skeleton under the underground palace!"

The faint words made the Bone King's body tremble slightly.

It turned one arm into nothingness and followed Qin Xuan into the underground palace.

"That skeleton has been under the underground palace since the beginning of the Demon Blood Continent." The Bone King spoke slowly, "Its power is hard to shake, and it is hard to decay with time. It is not easy for the Demon Lord to get it!"

Qin Xuan glanced at the Bone King lightly, but the Bone King's seven-colored bones trembled slightly, and his head drooped deeper, "You have existed for a long time, and you have your own calculations. I won't pay attention to it."

"However, since you have submitted to me, it is best not to betray me. The foundation and strength you think you have are extremely insignificant in my eyes. I will teach you the way of ghost immortals, and you should know it!"

"The vastness of this world is far beyond what you think. The road is long, where are you at!?"

"It's just a corpse of a dark dragon. If I can't take it, how can I be your master?"

Qin Xuan never paid attention to the Seven-Colored Bone King and walked to the deepest part of the underground palace. There were only four words, but the Seven-Colored Bone King seemed to think for a long time.

"Take care of yourself!"

...

Qin Xuan had never been to the Desperate Underground Palace, but when he was in the air above the Desperate Underground Palace, he realized what kind of existence was under the palace.

It can make bones become spirits and resurrect the dead.

Nether Dragon!

The Nether Dragon lineage among the nine veins of the true dragon, and in the depths of this Desperate Underground Palace is the corpse of a Nether Dragon.

Qin Xuan's eyes were leisurely, and the ancient demon emperor was indeed once the strongest of the demon race.

Among the nine veins of the true dragon, the Nether Dragon is the rarest existence.

It is an existence that was revived by dragon bones in the dragon tomb for countless years.

The Nether Dragon has no offspring, no parents, and no bloodline.

Only in the long years, it occasionally walks out of the dragon tomb, crisscrossing the starry sky, and wherever it passes, bones become an army and the stars decay.

If the corpse of the Dark Dragon under the desperate underground palace was really killed by the Ancient Demon Emperor, one can imagine how terrifying the power of the Ancient Demon Emperor was billions of years ago.

Quietly, something appeared in Qin Xuan's hand.

This is a scroll, floating quietly in front of Qin Xuan.

The Demon Emperor's Notes!

This is what he got when he killed the Night Demon. Bixi once reminded him.

The notes recorded many records of the Ancient Demon Emperor, including the Ancient Emperor Domain.

[I, across the starry sky, encountered desolate, all things died, there was a dragon roar, and wanted to invade the Holy Demon. A great battle, destroy the immortal dragon, leave it in the emperor domain, waiting for rebirth...]

This is a passage recorded in the notes. The immortal dragon should be the so-called Dark Dragon.

According to the note, when the ancient demon emperor Han was roaming the starry sky, he encountered the Nether Dragon who wanted to invade the Holy Demon Star Realm. He killed the Nether Dragon in a battle and buried it in the ancient emperor domain.

As for waiting for the afterlife... Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, using the corpse of the Nether Dragon as soil and the corpses of the strong men he killed as seeds.

In the end, it became this desperate underground palace.

The note recorded the ambition of the ancient demon emperor, which is also the source of the ancient emperor domain.

"If the world is fair, how can there be immortal veins and dragons and phoenixes? If the world is unfair, then what is the use of this world."

"If I don't enter the immortal vein in this life, what will happen to the immortal vein? Swallowing the universe as a domain, after years, there will be an ancient immortal vein that can sweep away all the immortals!"

The words in the note are like the ambition of the ancient demon emperor.

He was indignant about the existence of immortal veins in the world, which suppressed the creatures of the demon race and made it difficult for them to raise their heads. He also complained about the injustice of heaven and earth, and wanted to create a domain that had never existed before in the ages, and use this domain to defeat the immortal veins to show his ambition.

Qin Xuan slowly put away the notes, without any ripples in his eyes.

However, it was obvious that the ancient demon emperor was defeated. Now that the ancient demon domain was opened, how could the creatures in the ancient emperor domain compare with the immortal veins?

On the contrary, the ancient emperor domain gave birth to these creatures, but because of the incomplete principles of the Tao, it cut off the way forward for the strong in the ancient emperor domain.

When Qin Xuan entered the ancient emperor domain, he immediately realized that the principles of heaven and earth here were incomplete, and the creatures could at most become the Mahayana Supreme, but could not pass the tribulation, let aloneCan become an immortal.

Even if one cultivates to the extreme, like this Seven-Colored Bone King, he can only decay in this world, like a trapped beast.

The reason why the Seven-Colored Bone King surrendered to him was that he knew that if he did not surrender, even if he fought with Qin Xuan, or even defeated Qin Xuan, what would be the use.

It still had to die, like a trapped beast, and eventually it would perish in this ancient imperial domain like the creatures in this desperate underground palace.

Outside the ancient imperial domain, there are even more terrifying existences. Suppressing it, it is almost impossible for him to get out of this predicament.

Therefore, it placed its bet on Qin Xuan, preferring to surrender rather than decaying over the years.

As for the outcome...

The Seven-Colored Bone King had already stopped caring about it. What does it matter if it wins or loses? What does it matter if it lives or dies? If it cannot get out of this predicament, it will eventually perish.

Behind Qin Xuan, the Seven-Colored Bone King lowered his head slightly and said nothing.

It has lived for a long time, who dares to say it is stupid? In its eyes, it has seen too much.

Qin Xuan walked in front. He knew the mind of the Seven-Colored Bone King, but he didn't care.

Whether the Seven-Colored Bone King had his own calculations or borrowed him to escape, he didn't care.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan stopped. He had walked to the deepest part of this desperate underground palace, under the earth billions of miles deep.

Below, it suddenly became empty.

There was no soil, no walls, only a large void, endless darkness.

He seemed to have walked to the deepest part of the Demon Blood Continent, and there was darkness in front of him.

Qin Xuan's fingertips lightly lit up, and under the illumination of this light, the darkness faded, revealing a white wall-like existence. As the light from Qin Xuan's fingertips became brighter, in the end, it seemed as if a constant sun was in this darkness, illuminating the entire void.

Immediately, a dragon bone that was ten thousand feet long appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

The white wall-like thing before was just the head of the dragon bone.

The ten thousand feet long dragon bone was surrounded by a dead silence. Qin Xuan even felt that his life force was being extinguished.

That was the breath of the Nether Dragon. Even after billions of years, it had never dissipated. For cultivators, it was a deadly poison that could reduce vitality and lifespan. But for ghost cultivators, it was like a treasure.

Qin Xuan looked at the ten thousand feet long dragon bone, the Nether Dragon's death energy hidden in the bone, and the Netherworld Dao, and his eyes were indifferent.

"A middle-grade Mahayana Nether Dragon?"

Qin Xuan said to himself, "It's okay, although it's a bit unbearable..."

"It can be used for a while."