Chapter 409: Great Dark Demon Saint, the Path to the Strongest

After Xu Chong Gua's words fell, the might of heaven gradually dissipated, and the name of Xu Dao spread throughout the world, attracting the attention of various forces.

The four words "Dao of the Great Sage" also made people all over the world start to pay attention to the Great Sage.

What is a prosperous age? It is naturally the arrival of the Great Sage!

The previous sage, the leader of the Hunyuan Sect, has died. Can Xu Chong Gua become a Great Sage?

Fang Wang didn't know what people in the world thought. He was immersed in his own practice.

Another two years passed.

In the evening of this day, Fang Wang opened his eyes, his sword eyebrows were furrowed.

"Should I be harder on myself?"

Fang Wang muttered to himself, his tone full of entanglement.

After so many years of sitting in meditation, he finally merged the two exercises. Now he only needs to take the last step, and sort out the order of practice.

Once he succeeds, he will enter the Heavenly Palace again.

For him, who had just been in seclusion for 97,000 years, he just breathed a sigh of relief. When he thought about going into seclusion again, his scalp tingled.

He thought of the mysterious and elusive Shanhe Tianjiang and the Xuchong Gua who was about to become a saint.

Damn it!

Fight them!

Fang Wang felt that he could not relax. Not to mention the upper realm, who knows how many great saints and emperors will emerge in the future in the Xuanzu human world alone.

Fang Wang immediately closed his eyes and prepared to enter the heavenly palace.

…

In the dim cave, Ji Rutian and Yang Du were one in front and one behind. The two did not wear the white robes of Wangdao, but tight black clothes. Ji Rutian, who was walking in front, held an oil lamp and shone their shadows on the cave wall, shaking constantly.

Yang Du broke the silence and asked, "Is there really a great sage's inheritance hidden here?"

Ji Rutian looked forward and said, "Well, this is what my ancestor guided me to. He once ventured into this place before he became a saint and almost died here. Later, he became a saint and ascended to heaven. He never had the chance to come here until he died."

Speaking of this past, Ji Rutian's tone was a little sad.

Yang Du smiled and asked, "What's the tone of your voice? Have you been possessed by your ancestor?"

Ji Rutian did not answer, and Yang Du's smile gradually solidified.

"Hey, don't scare me!" Yang Du said hurriedly, looking unhappy.

"We're almost there, get ready for battle." Ji Rutian said without looking back.

Hearing this, Yang Du looked forward, and a trace of Qi overflowed from his body.

A faint light appeared in the depths of the darkness, and there was a faint sound of water.

The two stopped talking and moved forward. Soon, they walked out of the cave, and a burst of blue light shone on their faces.

Yang Du's pupils changed slightly. Following his gaze, he saw a vast underground space with a ceiling hundreds of feet above the ground. A wide underground river fell along the cave wall, blocking the road ahead of them.

Opposite the river stood two stone statues hundreds of feet high. Their bodies were like humans, but their heads were like monsters. One had a dragon head and the other had an elephant head. They looked ferocious and domineering, as if they were staring at Ji Rutian and Yang Du.

"Monster?" Yang Du frowned.

Ji Rutian said, "Don't underestimate monsters. Before the rise of the human race, the monster race was the overlord of the world. Even in the era of some great saints of the human race, the monster race could also give birth to beings that could reach the sky and the earth. According to my ancestor, there was a monster saint who made a big fuss in the upper realm and almost overturned the rule of the immortal gods."

"So powerful?"

"Of course, many of the human race's body cultivation methods originated from the monster race."

Ji Rutian said as he walked to the river. He squatted down and reached his hand into the river water.

Yang Du walked behind him, staring at the stone statue of the elephant monster.

The elephant monster statue had its arms outstretched, its body erect, but its head down, looking down at Yang Du's direction, the two tusks in its mouth like mountain ridges, and an elephant trunk pointing to the sky, as if it was going to tear the sky apart.

With a plop!

Yang Du's thoughts were interrupted, and he subconsciously looked at Ji Rutian. Then, he widened his eyes, with a look of horror.

Ji Rutian disappeared, as if he had fallen into the river. Yang Du hurriedly moved closer to see that the river water was turbid, and Ji Rutian's figure could not be seen at all.

Yang Du frowned, he looked up and looked around, for some reason, he suddenly felt dizzy, and the entire underground space was shaking.

...

The sky was overcast, and the black sea water was constantly churning, which was extremely depressing.

Xu Qiuming and Yang Jun flew on their swords. They looked into the distance and saw other cultivators and monsters flying in the same direction.

"Master, is this the Sea of ​​Samsara? Legend has it that the Sea of ​​Samsara is the entrance to the Netherworld. Is that true?" Yang Jun asked curiously.

Xu Qiuming looked ahead and said calmly, "I don't know if it's the entrance to the Netherworld, but if you fall in, you'll probably become a dead soul in the sea."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun looked down and found a faint light in the black sea water. His eyes condensed and he looked carefully. He was shocked to find that all the light was souls.

So dense that they couldn't be counted!

The Sea of ​​Samsara suddenly became terrifying in his eyes.

At the same time.

A million miles away, a palace was suspended on a huge island. The palace was emitting a thousand-foot-high light. It was a deep blue light, extremely mysterious.

In the palace, Xu Chong Gua, who founded the Void Dao, was meditating on a red jade that looked like a bed.

He was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, with long hair that was longer than his robe. His face was pale and bloodless. There was a black fine line between his eyebrows, like a vertical eye that could open at any time.

Xu Chong Gua slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were dark, and there was no pupil.

"What are you doing here again?"

Xu Chong Gua said indifferently.

As his voice fell, wisps of black air appeared in the bright hall, which quickly spread and formed a black fog. A mysterious figure appeared in the black fog. It was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, and the real face could not be seen.

"This time, I am sincere. The Great Dark Demon Saint is willing to give you the Holy Weapon. This Holy Weapon has absorbed the spiritual energy of a million years. It has great holy power and can help you sweep the world." The mysterious figure in the black fog spoke. It was a female voice with a bone-chilling chill in her voice.

Xu Chong Gua raised his chin, looked down at the mysterious figure, and said, "Is there anyone in this world who can stop me?"

"I know one person who can. You should have heard of the name of Tian Dao. He has the power to kill the saint."

The tone of the mysterious figure was a little complicated.

Kill the saint!

Xu Chong Gua narrowed his eyes and asked, "Really?"

"Really, not only him, but the woman named Zhou Xue beside him is not simple either. She can devour the luck of my demon clan. These two people will definitely become obstacles for you. After all, you are going to take the strongest path in the world."

The words of the mysterious figure made Xu Chong Gua frown, and he was about to speak.

Suddenly!

A great power descended upon Xu Chong Gua, causing his expression to change, and he subconsciously looked out of the palace.

The mysterious figure in the black fog turned around and looked, muttering to herself: "How could it be possible... such a great power..."