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"..."

Xiao Hong’s face twitched, and he was tempted to retort, "How can you curse like that?"

Then he remembered Zhou Yi’s origins, which could very well be the reincarnation of an ancient immortal god, and it seemed that perhaps it wasn’t so bad after all.

"Tang fellow Taoist, at such a time, stop joking around!" Your next read is at empire

Zhou Yi said, "I never jest, wasn’t your ancestor Xiao Ran?"

"Indeed, he was."

Xiao Hong felt that Zhou Yi wasn’t joking, and his expression immediately became solemn, "Since ancestor Xiao Ran rose, our family has been passed down for seventeen generations, could it really be that you are a reincarnation of my ancestor?"

"My origins are older than Xiao Ran’s."

Zhou Yi said, "This Divine Fire Fan was indeed obtained by that lad from my grave. If not for the bloodline of the Xiao family, how could a mere Qi Refinement cultivator have the Supreme Treasure acknowledge him as its master!"

"The Divine Fire Fan..."

Ao Qin’s eyes widened in disbelief as he pointed at Zhou Yi, "You... you are Xuan Xiao Daojun?"

Before the opening of the Four Spirits Holy Hall, Ao Qin had long heard of Xuan Xiao’s fame. After coming out, he delved into ancient history, and had learned about the legends of Xuan Xiao Daojun, who alone suppressed the Nine Continents and battled Divinity Transformation beings.

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Zhou Yi’s gaze was profound and immeasurable, "Essentially, we are just... two similar flowers, that’s all."

Xiao Hong’s face was conflicted, for a moment he didn’t know how to address Zhou Yi — neither ’fellow Taoist’ nor ’ancestor’ seemed appropriate.

"Once this matter here is resolved, I shall find a place to sit in meditation and pass away. I’ll entrust these Core Formation Spiritual Objects to you, fellow Taoist. If there’s anyone solidifying their pill, bestow upon them one or two."

Zhou Yi used the identity of Xuan Xiao’s reincarnation to clear up "Tang Xuan’s" origin, now that he had clarified the background, he could comfortably switch to another identity to avoid raising suspicions.

"The human race will certainly remember your name, fellow Taoist!"

Xiao Hong bowed deeply in respect, regardless if the other party was his ancestor or not, he was a hero who had sacrificed for the human race.

Zhou Yi nodded slightly and glanced at Ao Qin.

"In my time, I often heard of the name of the Dragon Emperor. A thousand years have passed in a blink and among the old friends of this world, only fellow Taoist Ao remains. As for the relocation of the human race to the Eastern Sea, I would ask that you, fellow Taoist, facilitate their passage and prevent any sea demons from causing trouble!"

"Certainly, certainly."

Ao Qin nodded repeatedly in agreement, knowing that those who are nearing the end of their lifespan can become the most frenzied, and he dared not show any defiance.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Honored One!"

Zhou Yi announced his title and turned into a fleeing light, vanishing into the sky.

Xiao Hong stood in a daze for a long time, then suddenly asked Ao Qin, "Do you think I should recognize this ancestor of mine?"

"Only a fool wouldn’t recognize him!"

Ao Qin waited for Zhou Yi to leave before straightening his back and said, "That is an elder from ancient times, a venerated figure in today’s Taoism. Others would do anything for a chance to be close to him, and you’re still hesitating?"

"Having been recognized by a reincarnated Daojun and with the inheritance of the Divine Fire Fan, the Xiao family will be a legendary clan spanning three eras from now on!"

Xiao Hong pondered for a while and then glanced at Ao Qin, saying.

"No wonder the Dragon Clan has so many relatives..."

...

Red Continent.

The signs of battle by ancient powerhouses had disappeared under the influence of time, perhaps with remnants of cities from the previous era still buried underground.

The endless desert, influenced by the Spiritual Energy, had already reverted back to dense forests and mountain ranges.

Now, also eroded by the Yin Sha demonic energy, the surface was black as ink, the vegetation transformed into twisted, bizarre trees, with occasionally a few half-rotted black crows falling down, issuing unpleasant, hoarse cries.

Crack, crack!

Scattered skeletons and zombies were wandering aimlessly on the ground.

All things withered, living beings vanished; today’s Red Continent could be the Nine Continents of tomorrow.

At a Nameless Barren Mountain.

Hundreds of feet underground.

A blue-robed Daoist sat cross-legged, looking to be in his twenties or thirties with an average appearance and ordinary features.

It was Zhou Yi’s second disciple, "Han Chao."

"Hee hee hee! I’ve consumed half of my origin to drag that guy to the end of his lifespan. No matter whose reincarnation he is, it all doesn’t matter anymore!"

"Han Chao’s" sinister laughter was mixed with a distorted expression that gradually turned into the demeanor of a Golden Corpse.

The Golden Corpse opened its mouth and spat out a Jade Dishware, which was Han Chao’s accompanying supreme treasure. Now, there was a greyish pearl embedded in the center of the Jade Dishware, the two treasures merged seamlessly, perfect and flawless.

"What a truly wonderful treasure!"

Deep within the Divine Sea.

A faint and elusive shadow coldly watched the Demon Monarch manipulating its own flesh.

"Why didn’t you kill me?"

"You are the one born with this object, truly Innate acknowledgment, I can’t just kill you carelessly."

The soul of the Golden Corpse materialized, smiling as it spoke, "One day when I have proven the Great Dao, I shall Return you to the Origin and refine you into an Artifact Spirit for the supreme treasure. It won’t be difficult for you to enjoy longevity!"

"Longevity..."

Han Chao murmured to himself, eventually unable to resist asking, "What exactly is this Jade Dishware?"

"This object is not a magical treasure, but a skull of a Corpse Immortal that has spontaneously transformed and been polished. Each time you offer a sacrifice of corpses, it slightly triggers the ambiance of a Corpse Immortal."

The Golden Corpse, confident in its victory, was very willing to share the joy of its success with others.

"Enveloped by the ambiance of an Immortal God, once touched by mortals, they will enter an enlightened state!"

"I see."

Han Chao said, "That’s why my continuous offerings of corpses will gradually revive the Corpse Immortal, and perhaps one day even bring it back to life?"

"Perhaps it will, after all, it is the might of an Immortal God, beyond what we mortals can imagine!"

The Golden Corpse laughed wickedly, "Looking at it this way, my possession of you has actually been a life-saving grace. When the day comes for the Corpse Immortal to revive, it will surely devour your soul completely."

Han Chao coldly said, "Aren’t you afraid of the Corpse Immortal?"

"Afraid, of course, I’m afraid!"

The Golden Corpse replied, "That’s why I need to sweep through the Nine Continents even more swiftly, using the boundless fate and Spiritual Objects to break through to Return to Void as soon as possible. Will I still fear a mere Corpse Immortal’s remains then?"

"I will even seize the heritage of the Corpse Immortal and have a glimpse of the True Immortal’s Great Dao!"

Return to Void is the last realm before becoming a True Immortal, also known as a Human Immortal, and indeed has the power to suppress the remains of a Corpse Immortal.

Han Chao’s eyes flickered as he clasped his hands and said, "Junior wishes for senior to prove the Dao soon, so I too can catch a ride on your success and enjoy longevity along with you."