Three days have passed, and many people from the Ziwei Holy Land have become prisoners. The weakest among them are in the Entry to Sainthood Realm, and the strongest have reached the peak of the Great Sage. These people were involved in or knew about the things that the Ziwei Holy Land had done in the past 30,000 years. The Qian Sheng Old Ancestor was able to devour tens of millions of newborn infants without being discovered, and naturally, some people helped him to do evil, including the current Holy Master of the Ziwei Holy Land.
At this moment, his face is full of bitterness. As the Holy Master of an immortal holy land, he has now become a prisoner. He is probably the most failed Holy Master of all time, but even if he is unwilling, there is nothing he can do. Their cultivations were personally sealed by His Majesty the Holy Emperor, and they can no longer resist. Even if they had the ability to resist, so what? Even the Emperor Weapon Old Ancestor did not dare to take action, and their fate was already sealed.
As for regret, he doesn't have much in his heart. One general's success is built on ten thousand bones, but they are on the losing side.
In the sky, Gu Youxian coldly watched these people. After learning about what the Qian Sheng Old Ancestor had done, he couldn't wait to destroy the Ziwei Holy Land. However, his grandfather was right. The Ziwei Great Emperor had made great contributions to the human race. Merit and demerit cannot be offset, but there are always many ignorant people in the Ziwei Holy Land. These people are innocent and do not deserve to die.
"Boom!"
At this moment, Zi Xin, who had been suppressed by Gu Youxian's spiritual power hand, finally broke through the power of suppression and rose from the ground. His hair stood on end, like a thunder god of war. He came to the high sky and said to the person who suppressed him, "I remember, you are the son of the Desolate Ancient Great Emperor, Gu Youxian!"
"..."
The area within thousands of miles was silent. The faces of those whose cultivations were sealed were pale. They already knew their ending, and nothing outside could attract their attention. No matter how strong Old Ancestor Zi Xin was, he was suppressed by the other party with one hand. They could not change anything anymore.
Zi Xin also noticed that the atmosphere was not right. He looked down and his pupils shrank. He saw people who were also from the Ziwei Holy Land, but now they were escorting a group of Ziwei Holy Land people whose cultivations had been sealed.
"What happened?"
Zi Xin said loudly.
"Zi Xin, don't you know yet?"
At this moment, the two great quasi-emperors of the Ziwei Holy Land walked over.
"Know what? I just broke through the suppression and saw this scene. You... what are you doing?" Zi Xin's face was full of doubt.
"Could it be that you were knocked unconscious by Gu Youxian's palm?" a quasi-emperor asked. The Holy Emperor had already come forward, and you didn't even know? Unless you were unconscious at the time.
Zi Xin's face changed. He was indeed knocked unconscious by Gu Youxian's huge palm, but could he say that? A dignified quasi-emperor eighth level powerhouse was actually knocked unconscious. This was even more embarrassing than being beaten to death.
"The time has come!"
At this moment, Gu Youxian said.
The faces of the two great quasi-emperors changed slightly, but they didn't say anything. Only Zi Xin was still in the dark at this moment. He didn't understand that he had only been unconscious for a while, and the Ziwei Holy Land had become something he didn't recognize.
But Gu Youxian had no obligation to explain so much to him. He only needed to be responsible for taking action. Three days was still the last mercy his grandfather had given to the Ziwei Holy Land, allowing them to handle the aftermath. Now that the three days had passed, he couldn't bear it anymore.
"斩! (斩 means Execute)"
Gu Youxian shouted angrily and waved his hand. Countless heavenly blades appeared in the air, and then decisively fell, slashing towards those people.
Zi Xin wanted to take action to stop them, but he was stopped by the two great quasi-emperors. A quasi-emperor sent out a divine thought, telling him the whole story. After learning the whole story, Zi Xin's face was also very ugly. His surname was Zi, the same as the Ziwei Great Emperor. The Ziwei Great Emperor was his ancestor, and he naturally had a deep affection for the Ziwei Holy Land. Moreover, he had always adhered to the teachings of the Ziwei Holy Land, but he did not expect that his descendants would have done such outrageous things.
Now he couldn't wait to personally clean up the house, but unfortunately, those who participated in or knew about it had already been beheaded by Gu Youxian's heavenly blades. The once extremely prosperous Ziwei Holy Land was now a river of blood.
Zi Xin knew that the Ziwei Holy Land founded by his ancestor, the Ziwei Great Emperor, was completely removed from today onwards.
"His Majesty the Holy Emperor is merciful and did not make the mistakes committed by these people public," a quasi-emperor said to Zi Xin.
Zi Xin was stunned, and then he understood. His Majesty the Holy Emperor must have left the Ziwei Holy Land with the last trace of face for the sake of the Ziwei Great Emperor, but no matter what the result, the Ziwei Holy Land could not exist in the future.
On this day, several flying boats left the Tianhuang Star from the easternmost part of the Eastern Region and flew to the eight wastelands of the universe. The world did not know what crimes the Ziwei Holy Land had committed, but to be able to attract His Majesty the Holy Emperor, who had disappeared for millions of years, to personally come forward, then the Ziwei Holy Land must have committed an unforgivable mistake. They firmly believed in this.
The news of the fall of the Ziwei Holy Land quickly spread throughout the Tianhuang Star, and then spread to other star regions at an extremely fast speed.
But this news was not the most shocking. The most shocking thing was naturally the birth of the Human Race Holy Emperor. The Human Race was naturally extremely excited after hearing this news, especially in the territories of the Gu family in the Eastern Region, those mortal kingdoms. Since Gu Changsheng returned to the Gu family, the Gu family had intentionally spread the legend of the Human Race Holy Emperor in the Eastern Region.
Now that the Holy Emperor has reappeared, it has naturally attracted the attention of countless people.
In a restaurant in Xuanwu City, Yan Country, Eastern Region, a blind old man was playing a broken erhu on the central round stage of the restaurant. With his qualifications, he could naturally buy a better erhu, but this erhu had accompanied him for most of his life and was his indispensable livelihood partner.
"铮铮睁!"
At this moment, a sound from a zither sounded. Next to the blind old man, there was a little girl of about ten years old. The little girl's face was pink and tender, which was very cute. Her jade fingers were slender and she was a good seed for playing the zither. At this time, she was both excited and nervous. This was the first time Grandpa had brought her to tell stories together.
The restaurant was already crowded with people. They were all listeners who came here especially, and they were all here to listen to the blind old storyteller in front of them.
"Cough cough..."
The blind old man adjusted his throat, and then said with a full voice: "Today, I, the old man, will not talk about the Desolate Ancient Great Emperor. Today, I, the old man, will talk about the legend of our Holy Emperor, the Changsheng Great Emperor."
"Good!"
The people below applauded one after another. They knew that the old man was going to talk about His Majesty the Holy Emperor today, so they gathered here. They had heard about the deeds of the Desolate Ancient Great Emperor since they were young, and some of them could even recite them backwards, but His Majesty the Holy Emperor was the first time.
"Xiaoxian, don't be nervous, just follow the rhythm I told you before."
The blind old man said to the side.
"Okay, Grandpa, but Grandpa, I'm over here, you're looking at the wrong place," said the little girl named Xiaoxian.
"Oh oh, I'm old, I'm old!" The old man laughed happily. Xiaoxian was a little girl he met on the way home two years ago. After he confirmed that she had no relatives, he took her with him and taught her the art of zither. Now he even brings her to tell stories. He thinks that even when he gets old, Xiaoxian will have a skill to make a living, so that she won't be homeless.
Just as the blind old man was about to start speaking, a figure hurried in, interrupting the old man's rhythm.
"Wait!"
Everyone looked at him. He didn't feel embarrassed, but instead said: "Today, the wine money for everyone present will be covered by me, Young Master Zhao. Drink as much as you want!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in a green shirt in the corner was stunned, and then shook his head and said: "I can get a freebie again, that's great."
Then he looked at the little girl on the round stage with a strange look in his eyes.
"Xiaoxian, people are immortals before the mountains, this little girl has actually transformed into a human form, but it is estimated that her strength is insufficient and she has lost her memory, haha!"
After Gu Changsheng finished drinking the wine in his hand, he left. Today, he came back to this small city on a whim, and he did find the Xiaoxian he had enlightened.
After Gu Changsheng left, Xiaoxian felt something and looked at his leaving back.
"Grandpa, I seem to have seen His Majesty the Holy Emperor," Xiaoxian said thoughtfully.
"Nonsense, it's about to start, focus," the old man said.
"Oh oh!" Xiaoxian quickly straightened her posture, her hands caressing the zither. As her slender little hands floated, melodious music rang out in the restaurant.
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