Supreme Divine Book

Han Chen, who was rushing to Spirit Demoness, suddenly appeared beside Pu Wei in a flash.    

Seeing that the person's body was covered in blood and was on the verge of death, Han Chen immediately helped him up and released a gentle burst of Martial Spirit Qi into his body.    

"Cough cough!"    

Receiving the support of Han Chen's power, Pu Wei slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that the person in front of him was Han Chen, he could not help but reveal an expression of astonishment.    

"Han Chen, why are you here?"    

"I'm here to look for Shen Yu. How is she?" Han Chen frowned, her heart tensing up.    

When it saw Pu Wei become like this, it had already guessed that something had happened to Shen Yu. But Han Chen still hoped to hear news that Shen Yu was safe and sound from Pu Wei's mouth.    

And the reason why Pu Wei himself was here covered in blood was simply an accident.    

However, Han Chen was still disappointed.    

As soon as he heard the question, Pu Wei's face instantly filled with panic, he tightly grabbed onto Han Chen's arm.    

"Hurry, hurry and save Xiao Yu, hurry and save her!"    

Halfway through his words, Pu Wei's expression suddenly became gloomy again. The corner of his mouth raised into a dry and bitter smile, "Hehe, what's the use of you coming? You can't save Xiao Yu at all, you can't save her. "    

Pu Wei's emotions changed in an instant.    

Han Chen's face was filled with anxiety, "What exactly happened? Where is Shen Yu? "    

Pu Wei ruthlessly flung Han Chen's hand away, and roared with a trembling voice. "Go! You won't be able to save her, and she won't let you go find her … "    

"Bastard thing, hurry up and tell me where Shen Yu is!"    

Han Chen grabbed Pu Wei's collar, his pretty face turning sinister from anxiety.    

However, Pu Wei's entire being was in a daze.    

The more fierce Han Chen was, the harder it was for him to calm down.    

Just as Han Chen was getting more and more anxious, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.    

There was a way!    

"Brother Pu Wei, sorry for offending you!"    

In the next moment, a wisp of white light appeared between Han Chen's brows, and a vast and limitless amount of mental energy surged out, charging into Pu Wei's mental will like a surging tide.    

"Soul Searching Technique!"    

Han Chen secretly shouted, his pair of sharp eyes releasing a gold light.    

Pu Wei's body could not help but tremble, as though he had received an electric shock, and started to tremble uncontrollably.    

This' soul-searching technique 'was a unique technique inherited from the Seven Nights Saint Ruler.    

By using this technique, he could obtain the memories of others.    

Of course, the caster's cultivation level was higher than the caster's, so he could execute the skill. If the two were in the same cultivation state, they wouldn't be able to steal the memories of others.    

"Buzz buzz!"    

Pu Wei was stunned, his eyes glazed over. His eyes constantly flashed with various images.    

Very quickly, Han Chen obtained the other party's memories.    

After obtaining the information he wanted, Han Chen stopped his soul-searching of Pu Wei.    

"Bam!"    

Pu Wei powerlessly laid on the ground, and immediately fainted again.    

Han Chen stood up, and his ice-cold eyes flashed with various clear images. When he finished "digesting" Pu Wei's memories, he immediately clenched his fists, and his face turned pale white.    

"Damnit!"    

Han Chen cursed fiercely, flames almost spitting out of his eyes. He did not procrastinate at all, and did not pay any more attention to Pu Wei. With a movement of his body, he transformed into a streak of light and disappeared.    

"What happened?" Zhongli Yanchang asked with a serious tone.    

Han Chen squinted his eyes, his face darkened, he exhaled lightly and replied in a deep voice, "The people from Spirit Demoness want to revive Pu Miling."    

"What?" Zhongli Yanchang was shocked, "Resurrection Pu Miling?"    

"That's right. In order to carry out this plan, the Spirit Demoness had planned for thousands of years."    

"What does that have to do with your little girlfriend?"    

"Shen Yu, selected as the 'sacrifice' to revive Pu Miling." Han Chen replied word by word, every word extremely heavy, and the chill between her brows grew even colder.    

"Why her?"    

"Her Ancestral Spirit bloodline is the strongest!"    

Han Chen, who had obtained Pu Wei's memories, was able to say with extreme accuracy what had happened to Shen Yu.    

It was not only Shen Yu, but from the very beginning, every genius in the Spirit Demoness who possessed an Ancestral Spirit bloodline could be selected as a 'sacrificial offering'. This so called Ancestral Spirit Bloodline was actually the power of the God Soul that Pu Miling's bloodline had 'planted' in the bodies of the clan's younger generation when she had fallen.    

The power of these divine souls will be passed down through the bloodline to the descendants of the Spirit Demoness.    

The power of Pu Miling's soul contained within it.    

Therefore, the speed at which a person's cultivation would increase with the Ancestral Spirit Bloodline would far surpass that of an ordinary person.    

This was also the reason why Shen Yu's strength continued to increase even without cultivating.    

The power of the God Soul that Pu Miling had distributed in the past had been inherited and planted in the bodies of the geniuses in the Spirit Demoness.    

Amongst all the geniuses, the person who had the ability to adapt to the ancestral spirit bloodline the most would become a sacrifice to revive Pu Miling.    

The truth proved that Shen Yu was that person.    

Because in the past year or so, the purity of the Ancestral Spirit Blood in the Spirit Demoness became increasingly thin. On the other hand, the purity of Shen Yu's blood essence was growing stronger and stronger.    

This could only mean that Shen Yu, who was unable to control herself, had completely fused the blood of the other people into her body.    

Similarly, the higher ups of the Spirit Demoness had made thousands of years of preparations to revive Pu Miling.    

In these thousands of years, the great powers of the Spirit Demoness have gathered the spirit of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and moon, the power of the stars, and the power of the soul of the experts of countless clans to refine the 'Seven Stars Sacrifice God Altar'.    

With the Seven Stars Sacrifice Divine Altar as a guide, and Shen Yu, who possessed the strongest ancestral spirit as a sacrifice, as well as the strongest divine power that she could gather for thousands of years, in order to resurrect the man who was closest to becoming a god!    

After listening to Han Chen's explanation, Zhongli Yanchang was even more shocked, and her heart was unable to calm down.    

"No wonder the Spirit Demoness endured for thousands of years without showing his face to the public. I never thought that they would actually arrange such a huge game of chess."    

Resurrection of Pu Miling!    

If word of this got out, the five continents would be in an unprecedented uproar.    

He was the saint of the Heaven's End female race, Fan Yiming!    

Now it was the Patriarch of the Spirit Demoness, Pu Miling.    

What was going on?    

Could it be that there was going to be another great change in this world?    

Of course, this was not the time for Zhongli Yanchang to be concerned about such things. What she was worried about the most was that Han Chen would disregard everything and go against the Spirit Demoness for Shen Yu.    

With Han Chen's character, he would definitely do this.    

"Han Chen, calm down first. If you just go to Spirit Demoness like that, don't even mention saving her, you might even lose your life there.    

"En!" Han Chen nodded, and his anxious face actually started to slowly ease down.    

His figure immediately flashed and landed in a valley.    

In the serene valley, flowers and plants bloomed, and the scenery was pleasant.    

A few beautiful butterflies were dancing in the grass, the air was filled with their enchanting fragrance.    

"Senior Yan Chang, there's something I want to tell you …"    

Without waiting for Zhongli Yanchang to speak, Han Chen spoke first.    

"Speak!" Zhongli Yanchang replied.    

"Yes, that is …"    

Han Chen's voice suddenly stopped as a resolute light flashed across his bright eyes.    

A surging wave of energy exploded from Han Chen's body. In the next moment, accompanied by a surprised cry that he did not react to in time, a beautiful illusion shot out from Han Chen's body without any warning.    

"Bam!"    

Zhongli Yanchang's slightly illusory and delicate body gently fell to the ground. A pair of beautiful eyes were filled with puzzlement.    

"Han Chen, you …"    

"Third Seal of Life!"    

Han Chen secretly shouted, the aura of an incomparably strong Saint rose to the skies, and in the blink of an eye, Han Chen had completed a series of hand seals.    

"Boom!"    

A circular golden arc quickly formed around Zhongli Yanchang, and following that, a circular arc with a diameter of five meters formed a barrier, trapping Zhongli Yanchang inside.    

Zhongli Yanchang who was sealed in the seal, paled.    

Her exquisite and beautiful face was filled with panic as she stared at Han Chen, "What are you planning to do? "Let me out."    

However, Han Chen did not pay attention to the other party as a huge amount of power of the Wasteland surged out from his body.    

The power of the Desolate Force lingered around Han Chen's body like a thick dragon shadow.    

Soon after, the strong power of the Wasteland quickly condensed into a doppelgänger that was exactly the same as Han Chen.    

The original clone of the Wasteland attribute walked forward and took the control of the three layers of the Life Seals from Han Chen's hands, maintaining the power of this restriction with the endless power of the Wasteland.    

"Han Chen, you bastard, you actually dare to use the sealing technique that I taught you to deal with me, quickly let me out." Zhongli Yanchang's almond-shaped eyes were wide open, looking especially angry.    

"Yan Chang!" Han Chen's lips lightly moved, as he gently spat out those two words.    

"You?"    

Zhongli Yanchang was stunned. She had obviously received a lot of care and warmth from Han Chen's eyes.    

Han Chen laughed, the gentle and hearty smile was very beautiful, his voice was gentle and gentle, "Yan Chang, I am sorry. I may not be able to fulfill my wish to restore your sacred body. "    

Han Chen let out a light breath of relief, and continued, "However, it's even more impossible for me to let you go on such an adventure with me. For today, the Spirit Demoness had planned for thousands of years. Even though I know that it's a narrow escape, I really can't allow Shen Yu to die there. She was the first person I loved. As for you, you are also my most precious person. I don't know when I started, but I feel that you are a happy person within my body. "To be honest, you're not used to leaving my body right now!"    

Zhongli Yanchang's delicate body lightly trembled, and her voice contained a hint of throbbing and swallowing, "You, can this be considered as you confessing to me? What nonsense are you saying? I don't understand, I don't understand. You'd better let me out quickly. Otherwise, I will never forgive you. "    

"If you don't forgive me, then don't forgive me!"    

Han Chen revealed a 'relaxed' smile on his face, let out a deep breath, and said, "Anyway, I've often made you angry in the past, so there's no harm in trying again. If I come back alive, I will keep my promise. if I can't get back. "    

As he said that, a portion of The Supreme Divine Diagram floated out of Han Chen's body along with a slight wave of energy.    

He then entered the body of the origin clone of the power of the great wasteland.    

"I'll leave you this The Supreme Divine Diagram with the power of the great wasteland. If I really can't return, you can find someone else to help you."    

"No, I don't want to!"    

Zhongli Yanchang's jade-like hands lightly covered her red lips as two rows of sparkling 'pearls' slowly fell from her beautiful almond eyes. Her body trembled as she kept shaking her head.    

"Han Chen, you bastard. This lady had great difficulty in nurturing you to your current state. Even if you want to die, you have to die right in front of me. "    

At this moment, the first generation Holy Maiden of Kaihuang of the Sacred Gate looked just like a grieving little girl.    

Looking at the transparent teardrops on Zhongli Yanchang's face, Han Chen felt both reluctant and happy.    

"Yan Chang, goodbye!"    

With that said, Han Chen stepped into the air and flew towards the Spirit Demoness, leaving his origin clone there to 'guard' Zhongli Yanchang.    

Zhongli Yanchang powerlessly knelt on the ground, sparkling illusory tears constantly flowing out.    

"Han Chen, you bastard, come back here!"    

"I won't forgive you. I hate you."    

"Just die in Spirit Demoness! Don't come back, I, Zhongli Yanchang am not worried about not finding someone to help me. "    

Zhongli Yanchang had never cried so bitterly before. In the past, she was a high and mighty Holy Maiden of Kaihuang. Even when she died that year, she was still proud and did not lower her head.    

But this time, she had been utterly defeated.    

Under the hands of a man, she had been utterly defeated, revealing a weakness that she had never shown before.    

Looking at Han Chen's back figure that was getting further and further away, the scenes of the past surged into his mind like floodwaters.    

After all these years, Zhongli Yanchang had long gotten used to being together with Han Chen.    

Their method of communication was simple and dull.    

But all these years, it was as if Zhongli Yanchang had long ago become her reliance.    

Even if she didn't say anything, the distance between the two of them was constantly shrinking.    

But now, the only person she could rely on had left her.    

"Bastard, don't come back. I won't come back to find you."    

Zhongli Yanchang was unable to control her emotions, as though she was about to lose the most precious thing in the world.    

She choked on her sobs and trembled as she shouted, "You must come back alive! I like you!"