Chapter 845 - 522: You Are Ultimately Not You, I Am Willing to Wait Another 10,000 Years (2)

Chapter 845: Chapter 522: You Are Ultimately Not You, I Am Willing to Wait Another 10,000 Years (2)

"Princess, you won’t be able to hide this for long."

General Crab cautiously spoke to Ao Xue.

Both Generals Shrimp and Crab had watched Ao Xue grow up.

Now they both chose to stand with Ao Xue.

General Shrimp showed a fierce expression and said, "The Human Race actually made the Princess suffer such hardships and even became entangled with the Witch Race."

"Back then, it would’ve been better to smash him to the point where his soul would scatter."

Then General Shrimp was sent flying out of the palace by a tail.

"No more nonsense, and do not tell the Dragon King anything about me."

"As for the rest, I have my own plans."

Ao Xue walked to the depths of the palace.

Opened the secret chamber.

In the center of the secret chamber, an elder lay on the Ten Thousand Years Profound Ice Bed.

His body seemed still vibrant.

That was Zhao Fu’s body from that life.

"Afu, I will find you."

............

"Sss———"

A sword light flew up to the Nine Heavens.

It summoned the Nine Heavens Gang Wind.

The Gang Wind descended to the world, merging with the sword light.

The ten thousand zhang sword light fiercely fell into the sea, forcefully splitting it apart.

The Sea Race hidden beneath the sea surface were all horrified by this sword.

"The Seven-clawed Demon Fish tribe massacred an island of the Human Race; today, the Human Race returns you a sword."

"Sea Race people, who dares to offend the Human Race, from the Nine Heavens to Green Fall, I will surely slay them!"

A clear voice resounded.

The fierce winds surrounded their Monarch, a woman in a blue garment wielding a Three-foot Cyan Blade, her high ponytail gently swaying, clean and decisive.

And at this moment she coldly looked at the split sea surface.

Praise came from beside her.

"Not bad, Xuanjun, in these three hundred years you have not carried."

A man in white with a sword on his back appeared next to her, face filled with admiration.

Upon seeing Zhao Fu, Luo Xuanjun’s icy demeanor instantly melted.

She seemed to transform back into the obedient and gentle disciple she was before.

"It’s all thanks to Master Zhao’s good teaching."

Zhao Fu shook his head.

"Your Sword Dao is already vaguely surpassing mine."

"In just three hundred years, you’ve solidly condensed your Nascent Soul."

"Plus the fourth transformation of the Divine Dragon Transformation."

"As long as you complete the final stage of physical cultivation, you are almost certain to become the next Divinity Transformation of the Human Race."

Zhao Fu’s face showed a look of praise.

"And this sword, attracting the Nine Heavens Gang Wind to descend into the world and transform into the Divine Sword, truly brilliant."

"I too can learn something from it."

Zhao Fu sighed.

Luo Xuanjun’s talent amazed him.

Especially her control over the Wind Attribute, which surpassed even her Sword Dao.

"Perhaps in the future you may come into contact with the Human Race’s Qi Fortune."

"With Qi Fortune upon you, the world in which the Human Race resides will grant you power."

"If you find yourself without a path forward, then set mastering the wind of the entire Star Sea as your goal."

Zhao Fu said with a smile.

"Yes, Master Zhao." Luo Xuanjun looked at Zhao Fu with eyes full of respect and reverence.

"I’ve gained insight into a technique from your sword."

"However, although I possess the Golden Celestial Spirit Root, the Gold Attribute Dao is far from as strong as yours with the Wind Attribute Dao."

"Can Master Zhao show me this sword?"

Zhao Fu shook his head.

"That sword might just be my most brilliant one."

Luo Xuanjun could summon the Nine Heavens Gang Wind.

Zhao Fu could not summon Heaven and Earth Metal, but Zhao Fu had one advantage over Luo Xuanjun.

And that was his immensely strong Divine Soul.

The Divine Soul was powerful enough to detect any prying eye.

In an instant, all Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth transformed into Sword Qi.

His eyes coldly looked toward a place.

"Who!"

"Dare to be sneaky among the Human Race!"

A figure in blue appeared.

In the moment of appearance, Zhao Fu was stunned, and all Sword Qi dissipated.

The figure in blue looked at Zhao Fu in a somewhat panic-stricken manner.

"How could it be, how could it be..."

"Clearly it shows it’s him."

"But the rest is not, no, wrong? Or..."

That figure in blue was clearly Ao Xue.

Zhao Fu was somewhat stunned.

Ao Xue returned? She had Witch Texts on her face!

Zhao Fu had been a high-ranking member of the Witch Race, and had come into contact with many materials.

Others may not be aware, but Zhao Fu certainly is. ℴℴ𝘮

In an instant, Zhao Fu had sorted everything out in his mind.

"Did she go to Houtu’s place, is she searching for me..."

Zhao Fu felt a heaviness in his heart.

After over thirty lifetimes, if Zhao Fu didn’t have his own means of relief, he feared he would suffer mental exhaustion.

Therefore, Zhao Fu adhered to the principle of one life, one cause and effect.

Not only to prevent others from discovering his continuous reincarnation secret.

But also to keep his Dao Heart clear.

That White Crane Bai Ling had long become a Demon King, almost a Demon Emperor.

Zhao Fu never went to find her.

Unexpectedly, someone came looking for him one day.

At this moment, Ao Xue looked at Zhao Fu helplessly.

Their eyes met.

Two lines of tears fell from Ao Xue’s face.

"It’s him, but it’s not him..."

The words of Houtu from before rang in her ears again.

"Reincarnation is the law of heaven and earth."

"I established the Six Paths of Reincarnation merely by using the law of heaven and earth to cultivate."

"Go search... for that thread of vitality that transcends fate..."

"But you must know, if you haven’t set up beforehand, then the seven souls and six spirits will recombine."

"If you’re lucky, half of the souls will still converge into that True Spirit."

"By now, the person you’re searching for has likely reincarnated."

"In this life, you still have to wait."

"The Human Race’s cultivation is flourishing recently; if you’re looking for him to become a Golden Core or Nascent Soul, you might have to wait another thousand or two thousand years."

"Only after waiting this lifetime, in the next, can you use my law to find and reassemble his seven souls and six spirits."

"And awaken all his memories."

That majestic figure bathed in endless heavenly light had once said so.

But Ao Xue met his eyes across space.

It was unmistakably a familiar feeling.

Ao Xue, at this moment, was as bewildered as a little girl.

"In this lifetime, I shouldn’t contact him directly."

"Unexpectedly, in his next life, he is the Human Race’s Divinity Transformation."

"As expected of... him."

"A Divinity for ten thousand years, I can wait."

Ao Xue’s heart was extremely complex.

However, at this moment, a sword light suddenly shot out beside Zhao Fu.

"Demon, dare to invade the lands of the Human Race."

Luo Xuanjun did not know the story between the two.

The young her had never even seen the Third Dragon Princess.

The only certainty is the other infiltrated the Human Race and was discovered by Master Zhao.

Recently, quite a few Demon Cultivators from the Demon Country have come to spy on the Human Race’s secrets.

Luo Xuanjun, taught by many Human Race Divinity Transformations, had long put the interests of the Human Race first in her heart.

The sword she wielded showed no mercy.

"Wind, rise! Sword, fall!"

Boundless Gang Wind transformed into a bolt, aiming at the Third Dragon Princess.

But Luo Xuanjun was only a Nascent Soul, while Ao Xue was a Celestial Demon.

The Dragon Power pulled on the Heavenly Gang Wind, instantly dissolving Luo Xuanjun’s Divine Sword.

The Nether Qi and Dragon Power simultaneously erupted from the Third Dragon Princess, shaking off Luo Xuanjun.

The control over the Gang Wind was instantly stripped away.

Luo Xuanjun spat a mouthful of blood, her face turning pale.

Dragon Power can command all Power of Nature.

If they were of the same realm, Luo Xuanjun would certainly be the Monarch of the wind.

However, at this moment, the other was a whole great realm above her.

Zhao Fu furrowed his brows.

Flying swiftly in the fierce wind, he caught Luo Xuanjun.

Instinctively, his Divine Sword emerged from the sheath.

Yet, he held it reversed against his chest.

The scene suddenly grew silent.

Holding the longsword reversed against his chest signified stopping the lance.

Zhao Fu brewed his words carefully.

Luo Xuanjun was the Celestial Pride of the entire Human Race, he would not let anyone kill Luo Xuanjun in front of him.

He wouldn’t allow a single risk.

But

Ao Xue looked at Zhao Fu complexly.

She took a deep breath and said, "I will wait for you."

And in her heart, she continued, "You, ultimately, are not you."

A thousand years in the Netherworld she endured.

To endure the trivial death of a Divinity, as a True Dragon, she could wait.

As for killing him to let him reincarnate early... Ao Xue couldn’t bear to.

Zhao Fu instinctively reached out his hand.

"Blue..."