Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"The Emperor's Decree!!"

"It's actually the emperor's decree, the Xuanyuan family is going to have a big event."

When the radiance of the sky shone down on the earth, it illuminated Xiao Su's extreme north with divine splendor.

Even in the land of green and blue, there are countless strong people standing on the top of the mountain, looking in the direction of the extreme north.

At this time, everyone's faces were full of shock and horror.

Whether it is the immortal inheritance or the mountain sect, the masters of all sects have a dignified look in their eyes.

In one day, there were two god-tier scenes in the extreme north.

You must know that this imperial decree of the Human Sovereign is far more deterrent to the human race than the decree of the World Lord.

only! !

Since the Xuanyuan family was expelled to the extreme north by the Jiezhu Palace, this imperial edict has not appeared in the world for ten Ten Thousand Years.

But today, looking at the decree of heaven and earth that covers the void and the divine light, many immortal lords begin to feel panic and uneasy.

Yes.

In their bones, the majesty of the emperor has long been engraved.

At the very least, when they were still human, this decree was the greatest deterrent.

Ten Thousand Years, the Qingcang Wanzong, except for the four poles and the Ling Clan, almost all surrendered to the majesty of the World Lord Hall.

How sad.

"Xiao'er, you are willing to be my son of Emperor Xuanyuan and continue the destiny for my human race..."

Xuanyuan Daguan's face was extremely solemn and solemn.

There is a sense of ritual that is inherited by blood and will be immortal.

Ling Xiao nodded lightly and didn't say much.

Now, although he has solved the problem of revealing the body of the demon, but... the emperor, these four words alone are a kind of suppression for any human race.

The young master of the Ling clan represents supreme authority and no one is provocative.

The human emperor is a kind of reverence derived from blood, because this family used to be the backbone and character of the human race, and both immortals and demons were jealous.

"it is good!"

With a wave of Xuanyuan Daguan's palm, he saw a supreme momentum surging up and down, turning into a divine radiance and falling on the decree.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light writings manifested in the sky, shocking all spirits.

"From today onwards, I will establish Ling Xiao as the son of Emperor Xuanyuan, in charge of the great fortune of the human race, and shape the hearts of all races. I hereby declare it to the world."

The melodious sound of the Dao reverberated through the heavens.

The entire Qingcang Realm was suddenly in an uproar.

Originally, Ling Xiao's identity was already a person of ten thousand people.

Now that he has the prestige of the emperor again, who in the world can shake his position?

Even Xue Xiyan, the young master of the World Lord Hall, now seems to be far inferior to this young master of the Ling clan in terms of identity alone!

In the ancient dynasty of Xianhuang, Gu Chaoci was wearing an emperor robe and stood in front of the palace hall with his hands behind his back.

However, in this smile, in addition to joy, there is also a deep meaning.

Emperor Xuanyuan represents the righteousness of the human race.

It's belief, it's the bottom line.

Even if the realm lord pushes Qingcang horizontally and stuns the ten thousand clans, in the end he does not dare to destroy the Xuanyuan clan, just because... even if this clan is declining, it is still a totem in the hearts of the human race.

Now it seems that with this level of identity, Ling Xiao's immortal path will become more and more magnanimous.

Should I tell him?

"Xiao'er, since you are my son of Emperor Xuanyuan, you are also qualified to enter my Xuanyuan ancestral land and feel the holy power of the emperor. Prepare yourself. After three days, you and Weiyang will enter the ancestral land together."

Xuanyuan Daguan stretched out his big hand and captured the golden decree from the sky. It's just that the celestial phenomena above the void did not dissipate immediately, but stood up in the cloud dome, showing majesty.

"This decree represents the holy will of the human race. When the ancestors of the human emperor sealed the sky, countless ancient tribes used this decree as a contract and made an oath of Taoism, and in the future...you will control it."

"Thank you grandpa."

Ling Xiao bowed and bowed before reaching out to take the decree handed by Xuanyuan Daguan.

At this moment, he could feel that this divine object contained many causal auras, innumerable and mysterious.

although! !

Today's human race, not many people will remember the original promise.

However, with this purpose in hand, Ling Xiao has a lot of convenience in doing things.

"Let's take a good rest for a few days. Although our ancestral land is not as dangerous as the place where the devil is buried, it is still not an easy task to obtain the inheritance of the emperor."

Xuanyuan Daguan gave Ling Xiao a deep look and waved to dismiss the crowd.

And Ling Xiao walked out of the hall with Xuanyuan Weiyang and walked towards the depths of the imperial palace.

But at this time, for some unknown reason, Xuanyuan Weiyang's little face seemed to have a trace of melancholy.

It stands to reason that it should be a happy thing for the son to be recognized by the ancestors.

But, in this way, her relationship with the son...

"Weiyang, what are you thinking?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, and the corners of his mouth raised a hint of playfulness.

"Ah! I didn't think about anything, I..."

Xuanyuan Weiyang's pretty face was slightly red, and suddenly he pouted and murmured, "It's...that's..."

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Weiyang looked like a deflated ball, shrugging his head with a look of pain on his face.

"Master, the emperor is just a name, you must not regard yourself as a Xuanyuan clan."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Ling Xiao shook his head, stretched out his hand and flicked Xuanyuan Weiyang's little head, "I don't know what you are thinking about all day in your little head."

Three days passed quickly.

On the third day, Ling Xiao and Xuanyuan Weiyang, led by Xuanyuan Grand View, came to a towering ancient mountain behind the imperial palace.

I saw this mountain, with lush ancient trees and full of aura, which is a rare geomantic treasure in the extreme north.

The birds in the mountains are melodious, and the colorful clouds linger in the sky, hanging down endless Taoism.

At the peak of the mountain, the mist rises, reflecting the colorful brilliance, like an ancient fairyland, which makes people yearn.

"Xiaoer, Weiyang, this is my Xuanyuan ancestral land, and only emperors and daughters can enter."

The three of them stood at the foot of the mountain and looked at a splendid ancient platform on the top of the mountain.

There, some shrine tributes were placed, and several old men with strong breath were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed.

They were the tomb keepers of the Xuanyuan family, never asked about the affairs of the family, and their cultivation was unfathomable.

"This shrine is connected to a secret realm, where the ancestors of my Xuanyuan clan are buried, and the deepest part is the tomb of the emperor, you can go in, what you can get in it depends on your respective fortunes. "

After the words were finished, Xuanyuan Daguan patted Ling Xiao on the shoulder, "Xuanyuan holy blood is the most abhorrent of demons, so don't use that desolate charm easily."

Before Ling Xiao knew the meaning of desolation in his bones for Xuanyuan Daguan, he used the power of the divine rune in the beginning.

Although this ancestor Xuanyuan closed his five senses, he still sensed a hint of magic.

However, based on Xuanyuan Daguan's experience, Rao couldn't imagine that that kind of power was not left by the barren master at all, but the real devil.

"Yes! Grandpa."

Ling Xiao nodded, grabbed Xuanyuan Weiyang's jade hand, and stepped into the ancient platform.

"Buzz!"

As a humming sound resounded, a ray of blood swayed in the void, turning into a vortex, revealing the boundless wildness.

And the figures of the two disappeared immediately above the mountain.