C715 Xuanyuan
C715 Xuanyuan
"Hahaha, I, Xuanyuan, will let you people know that even if you are worshipped by tens of thousands of people, you will still not be able to escape death."
As soon as the voice fell, a white shadow flew out from the core of Xu Haotian's chest. He flew out with a bright glow, and with lightning speed, he broke through the rolling black fog and disappeared without a trace.
Xu Haotian felt weak all over his body. He was no longer able to float and quickly fell down. The heart core was still embedded in his chest. After the rainbow colored light dissipated, it had turned into a purplish-blue crystal the size of a child's head.
Baili Xuanzi had always been worried about Xu Haotian's safety, and he quickly went forward to hug Xu Haotian's falling body. The others also gathered around him.
At this moment, Xu Haotian's eyes were blurry, as if he was in a daze, as if he had entered a mysterious state.
Although his mind was clear, he could not move at all. The World Tree in his body began to rotate clockwise. The Yin Yang Twin Infants had their eyes tightly shut, their brows tightly knitted together, as if they were enduring some sort of pain.
The Purple Flame Saber Totem in between his brows started to wiggle strangely as if it was about to fly out.
"What the hell is going on?"
Phoenix muttered to herself. His face was also filled with anxiety.
However, while holding Xu Haotian, Baili Xuanzi could feel that Xu Haotian's aura was gradually growing stronger.
On the other side.
With a loud boom, the white ball of light that escaped from the heart core smashed through the top of Xuanyuan City and arrived outside. With a loud boom, the white ball of light that escaped from the heart core smashed through the top of Xuanyuan City and came outside.
"Hahaha …"
The white shadow laughed wildly, its voice intimidating the world. All the cultivators that were still flying towards Xuanyuan City turned to look at it.
Even the Ancient Buddha looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"It has already been several hundred thousand years. I, Xuanyuan, have finally returned."
The white shadow mumbled to himself. As if there was no one else around, his berserk state caused everyone to be moved at the same time.
Xuan Yuan? How is this possible?
"Isn't Xuanyuan something from the legends? Could it be that there really is a Xuanyuan? "
"The aura of that soul is too strong …" Just a single soul is this strong? "
"I never would have thought that the myths and legends were true."
The cultivators discussed in astonishment. Just like the Chinese legends, this world also had its own legends.
Xuan Yuan was one of them. Legend has it that not long after the appearance of the human race in the ancient era, a powerful individual appeared. His name was Xuanyuan. and his younger brother, the zither, were the forerunners and leaders of the time. Until later, when Xuanyuan Wentian disappeared without a reason, the human race could only rely on the zither for support.
Regardless of whether it was Xuan Yuan or the zither, they were both meritorious officials of the human inheritance. He had great merits.
Perhaps because of her sudden disappearance in history, Xuanyuan's reputation was clearly inferior to her brother's.
The legend of these two people could be said to have a long history. It could be said for sure that if it weren't for these two people, the human race would have been obliterated long ago.
Their history was erased because the Holy Court had offended the Immortals and Demons. But Xuanyuan and the zither were different, they were even older. Legends tended to speak of immortals and gods.
It was because of these myths that all the living creatures present burst into an uproar when they heard the name Xuanyuan.