Supreme Divine Book

A king's majestic aura surged through this area like a tsunami.    

Under the gazes of tens of thousands of people, in the sky above the ninth heaven, an extremely strong figure emitting the aura of an emperor appeared. It shocked everyone present.    

This was an extremely handsome, devilishly devilish man about thirty years old. His entire body was exuding a bewitching, seductive aura.    

Yet, such a young man was able to cause everyone present to feel fear and trepidation from the bottom of their hearts. It made everyone revere him from the bottom of their hearts …    

The sky was in chaos, the universe itself was changing color!    

That figure was like an immovable god.    

His indifferent eyes were like a torch, giving people a feeling as if he could see through everything in the world.    

This was a god-like man!    

"Welcome back ancestor!"    

The Spirit Demoness Patriarch that was located at the top of Dubhe Pagoda, Pu Canghun, was kneeling down to the ground, his eyes filled with intense heat and shock.    

This was the first time Pu Canghun knelt down after wielding power for thousands of years.    

This kneel was respectful and reverent.    

He knelt down without any complaints.    

He knelt down and waited for thousands of years.    

Immediately after, all the clan members of Spirit Demoness kneeled.    

The vast scene was like welcoming a king.    

"Welcome back, ancestor!"    

The orderly voice was filled with endless respect.    

Even though it was the first time that a large majority of the clansmen had seen this ancestor, their reverence and reverence towards him came from the bottom of their hearts.    

In the eyes of the world, this was the man closest to god.    

In the hearts of everyone in the Spirit Demoness, this was a man that was comparable to a god.    

Seven Stars Sacrifice, which had been planned for thousands of years, had been put in place for thousands of years.    

Just for this moment.    

Looking at the man standing proudly in the sky, Zhongli Yanchang's beautiful eyes were filled with shock.    

Pu Miling had revived!    

To tell the truth, when she first heard that the Spirit Demoness was going to use the 'Seven Stars Divine Sacrifice Formation' to revive Pu Miling, Zhongli Yanchang did not believe it. However, she had to believe in the situation that was unfolding in front of her.    

The people of Spirit Demoness knelt down respectfully to receive it.    

In fact, many of the more experienced clansmen couldn't help but shed tears of excitement.    

Pu Miling looked down at the descendants below him, slightly raised her hand, and said indifferently, "All of you, get up!"    

Although his voice was calm, it possessed a kind of magic that could pour into a person's soul.    

Their minds unconsciously returned to calmness.    

"Many thanks, ancestor!"    

The people of Spirit Demoness stood up one after another.    

"Cang Hun, it's been hard on you!" Pu Miling said softly.    

Pu Canghun's heart trembled, he cupped his fists and replied decisively: "To welcome the return of our ancestor, no matter how much sacrifice we pay, it would be worth it."    

The head of the family, who was usually a high and mighty figure, was now the most loyal subject.    

This Pu Canghun was indeed loyal to Pu Miling.    

If it were anyone else, would they have used thousands of years to revive their ancestor?    

Wouldn't it be better for him to wield the Spirit Demoness's power?    

However, Pu Canghun did not do that. His goal was only to revive Pu Miling.    

"There are people outside the main clan here?"    

At this time, a sharp light flashed across Pu Miling's eyes.    

Zhongli Yanchang who was hiding in the shadows was shocked, she did not have the time to come up with a plan, as Pu Miling's gaze landed on her side.    

In the next moment, a few experts of Spirit Demoness used teleportation to block Zhongli Yanchang's escape.    

"Who are you? You dare trespass into my Spirit Demoness? " The one who spoke was Grand Elder Pu Qian.    

Since he was discovered, Zhongli Yanchang didn't panic.    

She fearlessly walked forward, her red lips slightly parted, and said, "I have long heard of the Family Patriarch's great name, this little girl has always admired you. Today, being able to witness the revival of Patriarch Pu Zi with her own eyes, this little girl has truly been fortunate for three lives! "    

"Hehe, you're just a girl with yellow hair, how could you recognize me?"    

In Pu Miling's eyes, Zhongli Yanchang was indeed just a little girl. Back then, when he roamed about the five continents, she was afraid that even Zhongli Yanchang's grandfather's grandfather wasn't born yet.    

Since they didn't even know each other, how could they admire him?    

Zhongli Yanchang raised her delicate eyebrows and replied, "I indeed don't know you, but my master and Patriarch Pu definitely do."    

"Humph!" The Great Elder Pu Qian sneered in disdain, "Girl, you really are boasting."    

Pu Miling slightly smiled, her expression gentle yet not lacking the majesty of a king.    

"May I know who is your Master?"    

"My master's name is' Chu Lige ', everyone calls him' the master of the sacred sects'!"    

"Boom!"    

As soon as he said that, the crowd burst into an uproar.    

Even Pu Canghun, Pu Shiqiao and the rest had expressions of strong astonishment and shock on their faces.    

Sect Leader, Chu Lige!    

This person could indeed be said to be a world-shocking figure that was at the same level as Pu Miling.    

After thousands of years of war between the various Saints, many experts from a tyrannical power had fallen and disappeared …    

Only Chu Lige had returned to the Sacred Gate. Even though the Sacred Gate's master had not received any news for the past hundred years, anyone who heard of his name couldn't help but tremble twice.    

"Hmph, what utter nonsense." Great Elder Pu Qian pointed at Zhongli Yanchang and shouted sternly, "Everyone knows that the master of the holy sect only has three disciples, namely Holy Maiden Tianxuan Yu Fenglan, Holy Son of Heaven Shrouding Ren Xiaoyao and the Holy Maiden of Kaihuang who has been missing for dozens of years."    

Wait!    

Pu Qian's voice paused for a moment, his eyebrows knitted, and he said in disbelief: "You're Holy Maiden of Kaihuang?"    

"That's right, I am Zhongli Yanchang."    

Everyone was even more surprised, the Holy Maiden of Kaihuang that was missing for dozens of years actually appeared in the Spirit Demoness?    

What was going on?    

"Are you for real?" is she a Holy Maiden of Kaihuang? "    

"It looks pretty similar, but she should be at the Holy Gate. What are you doing in my Spirit Demoness? "    

"There must be something fishy about it."    

She looked at Pu Miling with her beautiful eyes, and said, "I am not the disciple of the Holy Sect's Patriarch, I believe Patriarch Pu would naturally have her own judgment."    

"Hur hur, I believe you." Pu Miling laughed faintly, "Only the disciples that Chu Lige has taught to be so bold. But I don't really understand, you only have your primordial spirit body left. If you don't return to the Holy Gate to find Chu Lige to help you recover your body, why did you come to my Spirit Demoness? "    

"I came looking for someone." Zhongli Yanchang said. She was not surprised at all that Pu Miling was able to see through her current Primal Body.    

"Who?" Pu Miling said.    

"Han Chen!"    

What?    

Everyone in the Spirit Demoness was startled, why was it Han Chen again?    

How could he be related to Han Chen in any way?    

"Han Chen is dead." Pu Qian was the first to reply.    

"He's not dead." Zhongli Yanchang retorted.    

"He recklessly barged into the Seven Stars Divine Pavilion. Even if he had nine lives, it still wouldn't be enough."    

Zhongli Yanchang frowned slightly, clenched her jade-like hands lightly, and firmly said, "I can feel that he's still alive. You guys open the Seven Stars Divine Pavilion now, I'll go in and look for him."    

"Stubborn and unrepentant!"    

No one was willing to waste their time with Zhongli Yanchang. In their opinion, if Han Chen entered the Seven Stars Divine Pavilion, he would definitely die.    

But right at this moment, Pu Miling actually smiled and asked, "You must find him?"    

"Of course." Zhongli Yanchang answered.    

"Who is he to you?"    

"A very important person."    

"Hur hur." Pu Miling laughed, and nodded slightly, "He is indeed still alive."    

What?    

This time, the people of Spirit Demoness were all dumbstruck, their eyes all wide open, their faces full of shock.    

If these words had not come from the ancestors, no one in the audience would have believed it.    

Zhongli Yanchang's beautiful eyes lit up as she hurriedly said, "Open the Divine Hall."    

"That's impossible." Patriarch Pu Canghun answered, "This Seven Stars Divine Pavilion is an independent space summoned by the Seven Stars Worshiping Divine Formation. If we want to open it again, we must activate the Seven Stars Heaven's Sacrifice Formation, but we need to wait for at least a thousand years."    

"What did you say?" Zhongli Yanchang's beautiful face instantly turned white.    

"Sorry, there's nothing we can do." Pu Canghun replied indifferently.    

The joy he had felt earlier was instantly extinguished.    

As if being splashed with cold water from head to toe, Zhongli Yanchang tightly clenched her jade hands as she lightly bit her red lips with her silver teeth.    

Then, Pu Miling's calm voice sounded out, "Why do you need to wait a thousand years?"    

Zhongli Yanchang raised her beautiful eyes, "You?"    

"On Chu Lige's account, I will help you this time!"    

Just as he finished speaking, the center of Pu Miling's palm moved, and a vast and boundless amount of energy surged out. Under the shocked gazes of everyone present, a powerful red light surged forth like a tsunami, instantly enveloping the Seven Stars Divine Pavilion within it.