The Ancient Vast Realm

"Disciple, pay homage to Master!"

Feng Xuan was naturally touched when he saw his master whom he had not seen for a long time again. Counting the years in the Time Secret Realm, it was more than a hundred years since he had seen his master in the blink of an eye.

Feng Xuan knelt down respectfully and bowed deeply to the Master of Ksitigarbha Hall.

"Okay, get up. Now you are a powerful man. Come on, come to me."

As soon as Feng Xuan finished kneeling down, a gentle force helped him to his feet.

Seeing the Master of Ksitigarbha Hall beckoning, Feng Xuan did not hesitate and hurried forward to the edge of the throne.

"When I heard the news from your uncle, I couldn't believe it. I didn't expect that you did a big thing quietly. You even recovered one of the Sunset Arrows for the Holy Land. For this reason, those The old guy even sent a message to me specifically to ask me about your next arrangements.

Haha, a group of old foxes all want to transfer you to their respective territories...cough cough cough...I don't even think about it...cough cough...I How could I agree! "

The Master of Ksitigarbha Hall looked at Feng Xuan beside him, and a sneer appeared on his stern face, which was a mockery of some old antiques in those holy places.

However, when the Master of Ksitigarbha Hall was speaking, there was some coughing, and a faint trace of blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Seeing this scene, Feng Xuan's expression changed, and he immediately took out the healing medicine from his body.

But before he could take action, he saw the Master of Ksitigarbha Hall raising his hand to stop him.

"It's okay, don't bother me. This is my original injury. Even ordinary magic medicine can't restore it."

The Master of Ksitigarbha Hall waved his hand, seemingly not caring about his injuries.

"Master, who can hurt you?"

After hearing this, Feng Xuan also forcibly calmed down. As the master of the Ksitigarbha Hall, how could his master not have any healing medicine?

But what puzzles Feng Xuan is that his strength is mysterious and unknown in his heart. It is said that even among the masters of the entire Holy Land, who is among the top masters, who can hurt him, and even hurt his origin.

This is a bit scary. You must know that for strong people who have reached the Overlord Realm, ordinary injuries are almost not taken seriously by them, except for the origin.

Once the origin is injured, it means that this must be an unspeakable fight, and one bad thing will be divided into life and death.

Among the five realms, there are probably not many strong people who can push their master to this level.

"Well, I met a guy from the Black Realm. He was very strong. Speaking of which, you also had a relationship with this guy. His name is——The White Bone King..."

As the Master of Ksitigarbha Hall spoke with divine light, an experience slowly took shape in Feng Xuan's mind.

It turns out that since the death of Du Yuanchen, the master of Ksitigarbha Palace has been searching for the whereabouts of the ninth magic pillar Mephis in the void.

However, the opponent's whereabouts are extremely secretive, and even if the Master of Ksitigarbha Palace has many means, it is difficult to locate the opponent.

In this way, the master of Ksitigarbha Hall has been searching in the void for nearly ten years. Even the Great Wilderness Holy Land is helpless about this matter.

The senior officials of the Holy Land naturally understand the character of the Lord Ksitigarbha, and no one can stop him. Even if they forcefully bring him back, the Lord Ksitigarbha will not give up, and simply let others take over the matters he was originally responsible for.

It just so happened that the Holy Land also needed someone to keep an eye on the whereabouts of those dark legions, so the move of the Master of the Ksitigarbha Palace was considered to be in line with the Holy Land's wishes.

To this end, the Holy Land used many chess pieces to provide a lot of help to the Master of Ksitigarbha Hall.

Although he never tracked down the Ninth Demonic Pillar, he still killed many lackeys in the Black Realm along the way, including even some powerful ones in the Overlord Realm.

In just less than ten years, no less than five powerful Overlord Realm masters have either fallen or been buried under the hands of the Master of Ksitigarbha Hall. This is naturally enough to attract the attention of the Black Territory side.

After a pursuit, in the void world occupied by a black domain, the master of the Ksitigarbha Palace also encountered a truly powerful enemy, a sniper from a big shot in the black domain.

The King of Bones, a king of the dead who commands hundreds of millions of undead legions.

Even the Master of Ksitigarbha Palace had heard about this undead king. He even knew that this man had bullied his little disciple with projection when he was in Canglan Realm.

Thinking of this, how could the Lord of Ksitigarbha let the other side go? The war between the two sides was naturally about to break out. They had a sudden battle in the void. The battle between the two shattered countless stars in the void, causing pieces of debris. The collapse of the void, the disillusionment of cosmic disasters.

Wuhe's level of cultivation was far inferior to that of Lord White Bones, but he fought hard against the fall of two war corpses, cut off an arm from each other, severely damaged Lord White Bones' true spirit, and forced Lord White Bones to He had to escape at great cost.

The restraint of the dead souls by the Burial Gods was beyond imagination. Even the Bone Lord, whose cultivation level was higher than that of the Ksitigarbha Hall Master, was almost suppressed alive.

However, although Lord White Bones escaped, Master Ksitigarbha did not dare to pursue him. Even if he pursued him, it was still unclear who would win and who would lose. In that battle, even he suffered injuries that were difficult to suppress. Damaged, he even had to choose to return to the Holy Land for healing.

It's just that after this battle, Ksitigarbha's reputation could no longer be kept low-key, and almost everyone in the world knew Ksitigarbha's name.

Feng Xuan was dumbfounded as the Master of Ksitigarbha Hall told him.

He could not imagine that his master had made such a big move in the past ten years, killing countless Black Domain strongmen, even more than five Overlord-level strongmen, and even the invincible White Bone Lord who he had seen before suffered a great loss at the hands of his master and fled in embarrassment.

"This beast is indeed very strong. I am afraid that his cultivation level is not weak among the Demon Emperors. After I break through, I must fight with him again. The dead soul fire will be kept in his head. One day, I will use it to light up my palace."

In a slight cough, the Lord of Ksitigarbha snorted coldly, with a flash of unwillingness in his eyes.

If he was stronger at that time, the White Bone Lord would definitely not escape from his palm.

More importantly, the Lord of Ksitigarbha believed that such a big man in the Black Domain must be able to know more secrets, and perhaps the whereabouts of the ninth demon pillar would depend on his guidance.

Feng Xuan was speechless. He could not get a word in about this matter.

Even though he is a powerful person now, in the eyes of a master, he is probably no different from an ant. A little aftermath can turn him into dust.

"Okay, tell me about your experiences over the years. I seemed to sense that there was a very yang aura in your palace. Could it be a guy from the Golden Crow clan?

Although the Golden Crow clan has not appeared on the mainland for hundreds of thousands of years, they can be found in the major war cities. I also know several Golden Crow clan masters.

But to be honest, the temperament of this clan is too arrogant, and it is not easy to deal with them."

The Lord of the Ksitigarbha Hall looked at his proud disciple, tapped his finger on his cheek, and looked a little puzzled.