The Peerless Dragon of Tang Sect Shocks the World

Gu Yue...

Jiang Shuo raised his eyebrows, nodded and said:

"Good name."

The silver dragon who turned into a long-haired girl across from him stopped making any sound.

Even the spiritual body can see that his face is pale.

Burning the soul and body, until the last remaining soul condenses into a spiritual body, it can only survive without even fighting power.

The huge feeling of gap lingers for a long time.

After nodding silently, he flew elsewhere.

Underfoot is the shore attached to the True Meaning Golden Sea, a continuous stretch of gravel. Now that Jiang Shuo's soul has grown to the god level, he can actually feel the fine touch.

There is also a breeze coming from the sea from time to time.

The sense of reality in this golden sea between the eyebrows is getting stronger and stronger.

The soul world? If one day he becomes powerful enough, this world between eyebrows may become a real world.

I just don’t know how many meters I have to push the True Golden Sea to reach, but with Gu Yue’s background, I only managed to push it to 15,000 meters...

Not thinking about this illusory situation, Jiang Shuo returned his mind to external strength.

Feeling the explosive power in his body, he couldn't help but feel refreshed.

There is a feeling that if he wants to, it may not be a problem to destroy the entire continental plate with one punch.

Take the Ultimate Douluo, which has the highest level of combat power in the world of soul masters today.

He had a hunch that even if thousands of Extreme Douluo came at the same time, he could easily kill them.

Once you reach the god level, you can no longer judge by common sense.

Say it with a sigh.

Jiang Shuo reached out and summoned the Taichu Xuanqian, which was already trembling, and took it in his hand to feel it carefully.

Breaking through the silver space and reaching the outside.

Crossing the lake, the starry green scenery comes into view.

The vast and pure vitality of the Lake of Life is like mist, permeating the surroundings.

Looking up, Jiang Shuo didn't notice the sound of fighting, but the scenery around him made him feel a little dazed. It seemed... a little different.

"Out of seclusion."

A relaxed and kind voice came from the side, not malicious, but full of surprise.

Jiang Shuo immediately recognized the voice of his grandfather Jiang Yundong.

But then, he fell into a daze.

The body stiffened.

When I turned around, I saw an old man with white hair. There was nothing wrong with that. My grandfather originally had white hair, but the white hair at this time was not the white of a shining star, but... the white of a miserable defeat.

It seems that the loss of longevity is serious.

Jiang Shuo's breath suddenly swayed uncontrollably, his breathing quickened, and his voice trembled.

"Who...has consumed you like this..."

"Is it me……"

Taixu Douluo stepped closer to the gloomy grandson, looked him up and down, smiled and shook his head.

"Don't blame yourself, it's none of your business."

"It's time."

"Do you know how long you have been in seclusion?"

Jiang Shuo's breath froze, his eyes opened, and he shook his head.

Jiang Yundong chuckled, with a hint of emotion on his face.

"Twelve years and fifty-six days."

"My grandson, it's been a long time since I went into seclusion this time."

Jiang Shuo was stunned.

Twelve years...

A whole century has passed?

He originally thought that he would fall into deep sleep this time, but it would only last for a few months, or at most a year or two.

However, in the silvery white space, there is no trace of time, and twelve years have passed in a daze...

No wonder, no wonder my grandfather's demeanor is declining day by day. He was originally older than Long Xiaoyao and others. When he awakened his martial spirit at the age of six, he was already over three hundred years old.

Now, more than twenty years have passed, no wonder it is like this...

Jiang Shuo fell silent for a moment.

For the first time, he realized that his loved ones might be leaving him.

"grandfather……"

Jiang Yundong laughed, stepped forward and patted his eldest grandson on the shoulder.

"Don't be sad, everyone is bound to die. Grandpa can see you reach that level in his lifetime, and he will have no regrets in this life."

"There is no need to worry about my divine status. I am the great worshiper of Taixu Divine Ancestor. Without his permission, I will have to protect the clan land in this life. This is my fate and my ending."

"Back when the millennium was about to pass, neither Yuan Shi nor I had any hope of reaching that level, so we worked hard in seclusion to keep the family order intact. Now it's great to see you fulfill your wish on behalf of me and your father."

There was a comforting voice in his ears. Jiang Shuo felt the old man's relieved mood and didn't know how to respond.

He understood what his grandfather meant.

The clan rule is to maintain one god for thousands of years. This god must at least be a powerful god with a divine status, not a loose god such as a priest or a hunter.

With his grandfather's heritage, he could take over the position of a priest or ranger at any time if he wished.

But he didn't want to.

Taixu Douluo, who had dominated the mainland for more than three hundred years and was worshiped by the Taixu God, did not want to become unknown after ascending to the upper realm and became a dispensable little god.

Rather Stick to your guns……

This is the pride of Taixu Xuanlong and the pride of the old patriarch of the Jiang family.

Therefore, my grandfather spent so many years gathering his strength and retreating in seclusion for a long time, hoping that someone with a super-god level would lower his gaze.

But he is the great worshiper of Taixu God...

How dare ordinary super gods risk being considered to be looking down on the Taixu God King and contact him so easily.

And the higher-level gods all have their own belongings, so how can they easily pass on their thrones.

In a sense.

Grandfather and Di Tian are so similar.

……

……

I learned through my grandfather that after the battle twelve years ago, the beasts in the Star Dou were involved in a dispute.

The whereabouts of Emperor Tian are unknown, and the Silver Dragon King cannot be contacted. The Star Dou Forest is now almost in a state of division.

Lord Xiong and King of Ten Thousand Demons are the two main forces, each leading more than a dozen hundred thousand year beast kings to dominate the north and south.

The Red King and other ferocious beasts were not as powerful as them, but they each led their own tribes to occupy a territory in the Star Dou.

Only Bi Ji and Zi Ji knew Di Tian's whereabouts, but Taixu Sect did not press him rashly.

Jiang Shuo was silent for a moment and sighed.

He did know where Di Tian went.

But seeing that less than fourteen years after the golden-eyed black dragon king left, Xingdou was caught in a dispute, he still couldn't help but remain silent.

The struggle for power between soul beasts is no less than that of humans. If it weren't for the pressure of Emperor Tian, ​​there would have been chaos long ago.

Forget it, if you want to fight, just fight.

Neither the King of Ten Thousand Demons nor Mr. Xiong are fools, and they will not do anything to destroy their foundation. As long as Di Tian comes back in the future, everything will be restored to the way it was before.

Return to Lake of Life.

Jiang Shuo asked his grandfather if anything had happened elsewhere on the continent over the years.

Especially the Evil Soul Master Holy Spirit Sect.

During the Great War in the West Sea, the Demon Emperor, Ye Xishui, and Long Xiaoyao escaped again.

Although they couldn't defeat Taixu Douluo, they had no problem joining forces and trying to escape. At that time, he was in retreat in the Space Temple.

The answer was that it was still calm.

In fact, the number of evil soul masters appearing less and less in recent years made the top leaders of several major countries believe that the Holy Spirit Sect was in ruins.

Jiang Shuo frowned, he didn't think so.

Evil soul masters cannot be exterminated, just as evil in human nature can never be eliminated.

The calmness that lasted for more than ten years may be brewing a bigger storm...