Over the years, Xiao Ye woke up and had been experiencing and familiarizing himself with the body of the Holy Son, and also discovered problems.

Although this body of the saint son is terrifying, every inch of flesh and blood is surging like the energy of the vast sea roaring, with Taoist patterns intertwined, as if born for Tao, with endless power, but it also requires a corresponding realm to activate it.

For example, a terrifying holy weapon, if it does not have a certain level of cultivation, it will not be able to exert its power at all.

However, his past state and the nine holy paths he had realized were no longer visible.

"It was not really gone, but turned into pieces and hidden in flesh and blood."

Xiao Ye sat cross-legged on the uninhabited stars, feeling herself carefully, and talking softly to herself.

Thousands of years ago, although his original body was cruelly blasted by the Holy Lord of Huadu, it did not really disappear. It turned into flesh and blood mixed with the body of the Holy Son, and its potential increased again, which was even more terrifying than the rumors.

Mixed with flesh and blood, there is also the Nine-Trip Holy Way.

Therefore, his realm did not disappear.

In the next month, Xiao Ye was silently reciting the ancient scriptures of Taichu, and devouring the essence of the sun and the moon, and embarking on a meditation, wanting to merge the fragments of the nine-vein holy path in the flesh and blood.

But they failed one after another.

"Is it because of the Immortal Ancient Classic?"

Xiao Ye has not gained anything this month, and has made great discoveries.

In the flesh and blood of the body of the Holy Son, Xiao Ye discovered nine "stars" representing the Nine Veins Holy Way, which were covered by strands and strands of silkworm cocoons. Mysterious and ancient fonts kept emerging, like miracles.

It is like the silence of a silkworm pupa breaking through the cocoon and the butterfly. Once the time is ripe, it will transform magnificently.

"It seems that I can only wait. With my current state, it doesn't matter if I can't activate the Nine-Meridian Holy Dharma for the time being." Xiao Ye relaxed his mind and stopped pursuing it deliberately.

He was extremely satisfied that he could survive the bloody battle a thousand years ago and successfully break the shackles and return to his position as a perfect Holy Son.

You know, over the years, he has gradually realized how terrible this body of the Holy Son is, not to mention that it has merged with his former body and flesh.

At this moment, Xiao Ye's expression moved, and he heard a sad cry in the endless universe.

This is not a holy consciousness. It seems that it has a special control over the world, and can hear sounds millions of kilometers away.

In fact, Xiao Ye's realm has not been restored, and the holy consciousness is difficult to appear.

Swish!

Xiao Ye rushed into the starry sky, his deep eyes penetrated through the endless starry sky, looking forward.

"My son is dead!"

"And my tribe members, elders and disciples in the sect have all died and will never be seen again. Why can't you wait until I return?"

"I am a saint now. If I don't say I dominate the human race, I can at least protect you and live a stable life!"

On a planet millions of kilometers away, the head of Cangyu Sect, a Huafa old man, was kneeling in front of several unknown wild graves. He couldn't help but feel sad, and tears were left in his eyes.

In the past, Cangyu Sect was also a well-known spiritual sect in the Canglan Realm.

However, later, the cycle of reincarnation broke out, and he could only hide in the realm of Ten Thousand Ghosts with his own disciples and look at his hometown from afar.

After he returned, he searched and finally found a trace, but it was limited to these wild graves in front of him.

Beside the head of Cangyu Sect, in addition to his disciples, there was also a young man full of resentment and taciturn.

This is the grandson of the head of Cangyu Sect. He is his only bloodline in the world and has been found by him.

But the lively and cuteness of the past is gone, leaving only the resentment and taciturnity.

How many people who can survive such turmoil are not plagued by nightmares?

"Do those Holy Lords who returned from the Star Corridor have to sacrifice so many people because of their ambitions and holy powers?"

Xiao Ye did not teleport, but his figure suddenly appeared. He couldn't help but sigh as he stared at the scene.

This planet is full of ruins. Now the weeds are growing wildly, with dried blood everywhere. I don’t know how many innocent and fresh lives have been buried.

This is the cruelty of the Three Thousand Great Realms, and it is also the stubborn disease of the Three Thousand Great Realms. I don’t know how many times have you reincarnated.

"Changes need to be made." Xiao Ye whispered to himself.

"Make the senior laugh."

After a long time, the head of Cangyu Sect got up and his mood had calmed down.

In fact, before returning, he had already expected that it was quite satisfying to find the corpse of his family.

Xiao Ye did not say much and said goodbye to the master and apprentice.

The experience of the head of Cangyu Sect made him very concerned about his tribe members. Moreover, he didn't know how chaotic the situation of the human race is now. He had to understand it in detail and determine how to go next.

Xiao Ye was about to leave sooner or later, and the master and apprentice of Cangyu Sect had guessed it long ago, so it was not surprising that they were saying goodbye to Xiao Ye.

"Senior, you may not know my name yet. My name is Cheng Hua. I may not be able to repay such kindness in my life."

"Do I know your name? I have no other intentions. I just want to pray for my seniors in the future and silently bless me."

The disciple of the head of Cangyu Sect hesitated for a moment, his face turned red, and finally he couldn't help asking.

"Cheng Hua? I remember."

Xiao Ye glanced at the disciple, smiled slightly, and disappeared directly from the spot, and then the words slowly came.

"My name is Xiao Ye."

The lingering sound echoed, and Xiao Ye was no longer seen, leaving only the dumbfounded master and apprentice.

"Master...Master, did I...I heard it wrong?"

"That senior is actually the Holy Son of Taichu who was famous in the Three Thousand Worlds a thousand years ago? He...he is still alive, and has lived with us for so many years!"

Cheng Hua stuttered, completely confused.

"I didn't expect that he was the Holy Son of Taichu. Not only did he survive, he also returned to the human race. It seems that the human race will be in turmoil again."

The head of Cangyu Sect also looked dull and murmured to himself.

...

"Ya'er, Nian'er, Dad, Xuan Xiao, are you still safe?"

In the Canglan Realm, Xiao Ye stepped on the starry sky and shuttled through the great realm, like a lonely wolf moving forward.

When fighting with the Holy Lord of Huadu, except for the Tower of Time, the Golden Pearl of Sound Transmission and the Temple Identity Token were all shattered.

This means that he is now like a person without a status. If he wants to find the whereabouts of his tribe, he can only inquire. As for which world he is in, it doesn't matter.

The Canglan Realm is boundless, and there have been tragic wars. Many star fields have been blown up, making them look very empty and dead, and they are in a state of disrepair. It is indeed not easy to find someone who knows a lot of information.

Xiao Ye thought for a moment and planned to start directly from the Lord of Canglan Realm.

"Interestingly, the current master of Canglan Realm is actually him."
Chapter completed!