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Chapter 996: Ziwei Heavenly Palace

In the cemetery of reincarnation, Han Xu entered a state of cultivation like an old monk entering into meditation. He sat cross-legged in the void, as if he had turned into a stone statue.

From his body, an extremely powerful devouring force would burst out from time to time, and a rule fragment would be ingested from the surrounding storms.

This process goes on and on, Han Xu was immersed in his practice, without knowing the passage of time.

In today's three thousand worlds, the matter of Ziwei Divine Sword has been in trouble.

Not long ago, when everyone was still looking for Han Xu's traces, they suddenly heard that Han Xu appeared in the world and destroyed the two top forces of Tianfeng Pavilion and Lihuo Hall with their own strength. Lihuo Zun Shen and Tianfeng Zun Shen were furious after hearing this, but did not take any measures against Han Xu, nor did they say that they wanted to kill Han Xu.

There is only one reason. There is news from the Formless Realm that Han Xu has been taken away by the God of Haotian. Although they are noble gods, they are just honored gods who have just entered the seventh level of heaven. How dare they find Haotian God of Haotian to ask for someone?

What is even more shocking is the subsequent news that it is said that after Han Xu destroyed the Tianfeng Pavilion and the Lihuo Palace, he was chased by three honorable gods. It was a must-have death, but he was rescued by Lan Qiu, the right-hand man of the Haotian God. Lan Qiu took action directly and killed three honorable gods of the same realm.

When people heard Lan Qiu's name again, they remembered a title of Blood Hand God, which had not appeared in the Three Thousand Worlds for a long time.

Blood Hand is the title that Lan Qiu received when he was promoted to the supreme god, because his hands were covered with blood.

In an inn in Vientiane, Lan Xiaoxiao looked at the jade slip on the table. The information she had spent a lot of effort to inquire about, all about Han Xu.

She looked out the window silently and whispered to herself: "I feel relieved when I know you are safe. I have seen the scenery of these three thousand worlds. It seems that this place is indeed not suitable for me, and it is time to leave."

Since she met Han Xu last time, Lan Xiaoxiao has been thinking about her future path. Recently, she finally figured out that with her realm, if she wants to survive in the Three Thousand World, she can only join one force, but she no longer wants to fall behind.

Because she already has someone in her heart, how can she live under the roof of others as his friend?

Fortunately, Lan Xiaoxiao's realm is only at the first level, and it is not too difficult to leave the Three Thousand Worlds. She has already inquired about the way to return to the outside world. It is enough to return to the outside world based on the divine stone left to her by Han Xu.

Of course, she did not want to be a overlord outside the territory. Her real plan was to go to Han Xu's hometown, and she wanted to learn everything about Han Xu.

Just shortly after Lan Xiaoxiao left, the Three Thousand Worlds shook again.

In the Vajra Realm, there is a palace built in the clouds above the Nine Heavens. It is full of rich sword aura. Although it has been ruined, it can still see its once magnificent magnificence.

Even the dilapidated palace still has an incomprehensible barrier around it. Even the Eighth Level Heavenly Lord God dare not step into here easily, because this palace is the temple of Ziwei Sword Lord and Ziwei Heavenly Palace.

The reputation of Ziwei Sword Master is well known to everyone in the Three Thousand Worlds, otherwise his inheritance would not have caused such a huge uproar.

As we all know, if there was no Ziwei Divine Sword, the consequence of forcing the place to break here would be death, or the entire palace would destroy itself, and the inheritance of Ziwei Sword Lord would disappear forever.

And today, the long-silent Ziwei Heavenly Palace finally welcomed guests.

Outside the Ziwei Heavenly Palace, a huge stone gate appeared in the void. The Haotian God took a step out of the stone gate and came to the gate of the Ziwei Heavenly Palace.

A barrier blocked Haotian's way, and he took out the Ziwei Divine Sword and inserted it into the array eye of the barrier. The sword energy of the Ziwei Divine Sword merged into the barrier and turned into purple lines and flowed out. Soon, the entire Ziwei Heavenly Palace was covered with purple lines. These lines seemed to be ancient totems, depicting shocking pictures.

"Bang!" The door opened, and tens of thousands of sharp sword energy shot out. The divine power field of the formless realm appeared in front of the Haotian God Lord, turning the shooting sword energy into invisible energy.

He walked step by step into the Ziwei Heavenly Palace, looking at the wreckage everywhere, and there seemed to be a cold divine light flashing in his eyes.

The God of Haotian seemed very familiar with this place. He walked straight through palaces and houses, through gardens and pools, and finally he came to a spiritual mountain, where there was a thatched hut. Although he had been through time, he was still alive.

Next to the thatched hut, there was a cut-off tree stump. The stump was very big and seemed to require at least ten people to hug it to surround it. Haotian sat gently on the stump and rubbed the lines on the stump with his hands.

He said to himself: "A Ling, it seems that she has a big misunderstanding about me, and she doesn't think about it. If it weren't for me, would she have mastered the divine power of the formless realm? And that Han Xu must have seen her and was damaged by her. He actually suspected that my brother was the murderer and deserved to be in the cemetery of reincarnation."

After saying that, Haotian walked into the thatched hut. The furnishings in the house were very simple, a desk, a wooden bed, and then a dusty sword scabbard hanging on the wall.

"Everyone is guessing where the inheritance you left behind is, but how could they know that the inheritance will be placed in such a conspicuous place by you."

Haotian walked to the wall, took off the scabbard from the wall, and inserted the Ziwei Divine Sword into it. As the Ziwei Divine Sword slowly entered the scabbard, complex runes lit up on the scabbard.

"Clam!"

The magic sword was completely sheathed and tightly fitted.

Suddenly, the room was shining with purple light, and runes appeared in front of Haotian and penetrated into his forehead.

Soon, the purple light disappeared, and Haotian also showed a look of relief on his face. He murmured: "So that's it, so that's it, brother, you are really dead unjustly."

While speaking, the wind and clouds were surging outside, lightning and thunder were roaring in the sky, and strong winds were rippling around.

Haotian's expression suddenly became cold as ice. He flashed and appeared outside, saying to the surroundings: "A group of hypocritical guys, since they are here, let's show up!"

As soon as the words finished, figures fell from all around.

There were eight people in total, and the eight major gods of the three thousand worlds gathered here. Their figures looked a bit illusory, but each person stood there as if it was a world.

The rules of divine power can no longer be felt from them, because they are the incarnations of rules themselves.

"Haotian, hand over Hongmeng divine power and Han Xu." The person who spoke was the master god of the Formless Realm, Wuxiang. He was the most familiar with Haotian, so he was the first to persuade him because he knew that this was Haotian's last glimmer of hope.

"Han Xu, I have sent it to the cemetery of the Reincarnation, you don't have to worry." Haotian said, "As for Hongmeng's divine power, it depends on whether you have the ability."

After saying that, the Ziwei Divine Sword burst out with a dazzling light, and the Haotian Divine Lord turned into a ray of light and shadow and rushed out.

The divine power around was shaking, and the terrifying divine power fell from the sky. The monks directly below the Ziwei Heavenly Palace instantly turned into ashes.
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