After Wu Changtian finished speaking, he stepped forward and bowed to the ground: "Greetings, Third Prince."

Cheng Qian watched coldly, feeling it was strange, and thought to himself: "What kind of prince is wearing a dragon robe?"

The "Third Prince" had a handsome face, red lips and white teeth. The complicated and bulky robe he wore did not look out of place at all. He was polite and courteous in his speech and behavior, and seemed elegant. At the same time, he obviously did not take everyone seriously.

"Oh, no need to be polite." The Third Prince modestly made a gesture of support to Wu Changtian. He was not annoyed at all after hearing Yan Zhengming's rude words. He was very restrained and asked with great grace, "Master Yan? Forgive me for being in seclusion for too long. I wonder which sect you are from?"

Yan Zhengming was used to being arrogant, and now he met a man who was even more arrogant than him - and who looked even more arrogant. It was like a peacock with a big tail meeting a peacock with a longer tail than his own. He felt very uncomfortable. In addition, he had been locked up in the Ten Directions Formation for a long time, so he was not in a good mood at the moment. He smiled with a fake smile, "Humph, a nobody, not worth mentioning."

The Third Prince's eyes fell on the seal of the headmaster on his neck. He said, "Ah," as if he had suddenly realized something, "So you are Fuyao's descendant. No wonder - I remember, this place is not far from the old site of Fuyao Mountain, right? Alas, so many people coming here really bother me. Please forgive me, Headmaster Yan."

Wu Changtian said calmly, "Back then, the Third Prince single-handedly established Tianyan Office against all odds and gave us an identity that makes it easier for us to walk around in the world. All of us are grateful. We are not ungrateful people. We have worked diligently over the years and have never violated the agreement we made with the royal family. Isn't this a little unfair of the Third Prince?"

After this statement was made, Yan Zhengming, who had been unlearned since childhood, and Han Yuan, who was born a beggar, had no reaction. However, Cheng Qian knew something - when he was a child, he eavesdropped on the old student's storytelling at the door of the village's house. The old student mentioned the origin of Tianyanchu. The old student only said that the emperor at that time was dissatisfied with the fact that the common people only thought about cultivating immortals all day long and no one did serious work. In a rage, he wanted to ban Taoism. In the end, he was persuaded by the civil and military officials. Then he gave in and established Tianyanchu to specifically manage the affairs of cultivators.

Cheng Qian had a very good memory. He still remembered what the old student had said, "The late emperor was born in the army." However, he looked at the "Third Prince" in front of him and felt that he did not look like someone who was born in the army. He asked in surprise, "Are you Emperor Wu?"

"Shame on you," the Third Prince said with a smile, "That's my son."

Cheng Qian: “…”

What a great seniority!

When he went to Fuyao Mountain, the old man's grandson who became the emperor was already over 70 years old. Cheng Qian couldn't figure out how old he was for a while. It was not until then that he felt the true meaning of the saying "There is no sun or moon in the fairy mountain".

Han Yuan said impatiently, "Who cares who he is? We saw it all in the Ten Directions Formation just now. This old guy has a big appetite and wants to stew us into a pot of medicine. Hey, you said there are righteous people, sword cultivators, a stone body, and a big devil. You put them all in the pot at random. Aren't you afraid of getting a stomachache after eating them?"

At that time, the Ten Directions Formation was completely suppressed by the Bone Dissolving Formation outside the formation and was tightly sealed. Even if Cheng Qian had a bell in his hand to control the formation, it was useless. The three of them used the ochre ring to keep an eye on the chaotic outside of the formation, while trying to find a way out in the sealed Ten Directions Formation like headless flies. On the way, they unexpectedly encountered Wu Changtian. Cheng Qian then realized that there was more than one bell in the Ten Directions Formation, and that Wu Changtian had used some kind of magic weapon to make the formation ignore him and extinguish his candle.

It was not convenient to engage in internal fighting in this situation, so the two sides had to form a brief alliance. Cheng Qian once again released the True Dragon Flag, combining the power of the True Dragon and the Demon Dragon souls, and only then was he able to barely open a small gap in the sealed Ten Directions Formation.

A few people seemed to have come to the rescue like gods, but in fact they broke the formation in a very embarrassing way.

Wu Changtian put one hand on the hilt of the sword and said coldly: "Third Prince, don't you think you have gone astray?"

The Third Prince turned to him, his lips curled up slightly, and he said, "Changtian, I heard that the headmaster wanted you to be his successor, but is that true? I wonder if he had time to tell you some important things?"

Wu Changtian's eyes twitched slightly: "If you don't tell me, will you tell me?"

The Third Prince looked at him and licked his lips, then said meaningfully, "I don't need to listen to his secrets that I want to know... Alas, your leader has a profound foundation, but unfortunately his talent is mediocre, and he is still one level short. Only Tong Ru is considered the top one, and for hundreds of years, no one can surpass him. I have wanted Tong Ru for a long time, but you guys forced him to the Forget-Sorrow Valley, and the precious corpse has not been taken out yet. And Gu Yanxue - he actually let his body explode and die, I have missed it twice, and I will be too old if I don't take action again. Now, all of you are just mediocre, but fortunately there are many of us, so I can only do it reluctantly."

Several people understood the implication of these words at the same time, and Wu Changtian began to tremble uncontrollably.

Yan Zhengming thought to himself, "Oh my god, is there really someone in the world who can turn someone else into a pill and eat it?"

He glanced at the red-mouthed and white-toothed Third Prince and thought unbearably: "This is too disgusting!"

Han Yuan said with a stunned look on his face, "It can't be more evil than this, right? It's so evil that I feel inferior to it."

The next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he coldly commented on what "he" had just said: "Shut up, idiot."

Wu Changtian suddenly shouted loudly and slashed at the Third Prince's chest with a sword. The Third Prince's figure was like a ghost, floating freely in the air and moving around everywhere, saying: "I swallowed all of your master's Taoism, do you think you are better than him?"

Wu Changtian's eyes were red: "Go to hell——"

The Third Prince flicked his sleeves lightly, as gently as if he was just brushing away a flying flower in front of him. His figure was as graceful as a startled wild goose, and he easily grasped the tip of Wu Changtian's sword with the power of a whirlwind.

The Third Prince whispered, "If you want to blame someone, blame your ancestors for trusting Qiankun and signing some stupid oath..."

Wu Changtian puffed up his sleeves, and his palms made crackling sounds. The whistling wind made his sleeves flutter. He stirred up a vortex of sword wind and smashed it towards the pretty boy of the Third Prince.

This person mentioned the two words "listen to the universe" and "the oath of all directions" in a short sentence. Cheng Qian's heart moved. He had long been wondering why the ancestors of the Fuyao Sect signed the demon-killing seal that was controlled by others with Tianyan, and also swore a solemn oath connected with the seal of the leader.

Could it have something to do with the oath?

The formation just now is called the "Ten Directions Formation" and the oath is called the "Ten Directions Oath". What is the connection between them?

In the Ten Directions Formation, the demon cultivator who was bounced away by the "ear" in his hand said the two words "listen to Qian" before he died. I didn't understand it at the time, but now I think about it, could it be that what he wanted to say was "listen to Qiankun"?

Several people exchanged quick glances with each other, but no one, including Li Yun, seemed to understand the conversation between the two.

At this moment, a loud noise was heard. The Third Prince's palms stood still and he raised them to chop down. A hurricane was torn apart out of thin air. Wu Changtian staggered and fell, almost falling off the sword.

The Third Prince was in front of Wu Changtian in an instant and whispered, "Changtian, I think you are not very good at learning."

As he spoke, his pair of jade-like hands had already stretched out towards Wu Changtian's chest and made a "grabbing" gesture in the air.

Seeing that he was about to rip Wu Changtian open alive, You Liang shouted and pounced on him. At this time, Yan Zhengming, who was busy winking at his fellow apprentices, finally arrived.

A sword shadow that seemed to be able to split the sky and the earth, but was dim and without light, fell from the sky. The Third Prince once again blocked it with his bare hands, and the two men engaged in close combat.

Upon this contact, Yan Zhengming frowned on the spot.

The Third Prince's hands trembled slightly under the wooden sword, but the relaxed smile on his face did not change at all. He said, "Sword God Realm, good. Although not the best, it's still acceptable. If you practice for another fifty years... Tsk."

Yan Zhengming: “…”

He felt like he was treated like braised pork by this white-faced old monster, and it was not cooked enough!

Yan Zhengming was so furious that his sword energy suddenly shot out horizontally. At the same time, Cheng Qian and Han Yuan surrounded him from the left and right tacitly. The devil energy, the most upright sword energy in the world, and the murderous intent forged by the ice pond in the world surged in at the same time, instantly drowning the Third Prince.

The Third Prince let out a long roar toward the sky and threw up his wide sleeves. There seemed to be a prosperous and splendid era on his shaken long sleeves. Cheng Qian suddenly felt the frost blade tremble slightly, and there was even a sense of backlash. A cold frost forcefully moved from the tip of the sword to the hilt. His internal organs shook violently for a moment, and he almost vomited blood. He took a deep breath, withdrew the sword, and retreated.

The others were not much stronger than him. The Third Prince had some strange secret that allowed him to completely absorb and counterattack everyone else's moves. A small strand of Yan Zhengming's hair was cut off by his own sword energy. Han Yuan's face turned pale, his eyes began to turn red, and blood surged.

At this time, someone said in a nonchalant tone, "Someone actually mastered this technique."

Li Yun looked up and saw that it was Tang Zhen who was speaking. Tang Zhen used some magic weapon, but he held a handful of spider silk in his bony hands and trapped Xuan Huang for a while. The consumptive scholar's face was gloomy and unclear. He said softly, "Someone once said that cultivators gather true essence to absorb the essence of heaven and earth and refine it for their own use. Only then can they forge their bodies and train their spirits, have great supernatural powers, and live a long life. Therefore, someone had a crazy idea. If we can refine the cultivator who absorbs the essence of heaven and earth into elixir and take it, wouldn't we be able to obtain this person's cultivation method?"

Li Yun: "How is that person?"

Tang Zhen laughed sarcastically and said, "If you are too greedy, you will naturally die of overeating."

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Huang suddenly broke free from the spider silk and slapped Tang Zhen's crown with his long spear: "So much nonsense!"

Li Yun's mind raced - this seemed to be similar to the demon pills circulated among the demons. He shouted, "Xiao Qian, the True Dragon Flag -"

The dragon soul in the True Dragon Flag can amplify the true energy infused by the cultivator by thousands. Since it can even pry open the Ten Direction Formation, he doesn't believe that this pocket can be refined!

The Third Prince's expression suddenly changed and he pounced towards Li Yun.

Puddle flapped its wings and flew desperately, complaining: "You know a lot, what should we do if we attract him? Ah! How can he fly faster than a bird? Big Brother! Big Brother, help me!"

Yan Zhengming: “…”

The nine phoenix chicks were all covered in fire, their figures were blazing. It would have been fine if they hadn't spoken a word, but when they suddenly spoke in human language, it was so humiliating that they lost all their face.

Yan Zhengming released thousands of Zhenyuan swords at the same time without hesitation, trapping the Third Prince tightly inside.

The Third Prince roared, "How dare you!"

Yan Zhengming raised his eyebrows: "Well, a little bit."

Cheng Qian: "Brother, stop being so conceited and make way!"

Before he finished speaking, a dragon soul suddenly flew out from the dragon flag, its body covered with fine white frost, as if it was covered in gold.

The Third Prince had no way to avoid it. He took a deep breath, and his long sleeves rolled up. The cuffs were like a black hole, and actually swallowed the dragon soul. His entire sleeve was immediately frozen solid, and cold sweat broke out on his face. At the same time, Cheng Qian's hand sank, and he saw the dragon bone "cracked" and broke into two pieces.

Everyone was shocked that he could actually devour the dragon soul!

Li Yun grabbed Shuikeng's neck hair and pulled hard: "Little Junior Sister, are you scared? Don't run away. Oh - I said don't just stand there. Even if he swallowed the dragon soul, he will need time to refine it. If you don't take the opportunity to attack, you will be enough to fill his teeth when he really refines it!"

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Qian was the first to react. He made a series of horizontal attacks, as if a mighty aura of bright wind and clear moon was pushing forward. The Third Prince was indeed restrained by the swallowed dragon soul and did not dare to face its sharp edge. Just as he was about to retreat, Yan Zhengming's sword had already pressed down in the air.

For a moment, Han Yuan's hand moved before his mind did, as if it was a move that would make his future a bright future. However, before his true energy was sent out, his body suddenly changed its owner.

The inner demon sneered, "Why are you joining in the fun? Do you still remember a few moves of the Fuyao Wooden Sword? There's no need to show off your mediocre skills."

Before he finished speaking, Han Yuan had already transformed into a demon dragon. He suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, as if he wanted to pour out all the depression that had been in his chest for a hundred years. The bone-transforming formation shook violently for a moment, as if it was also alarmed by this strong hostility and resentment.

The demonic energy rising into the sky completely cut off the Third Prince's retreat.

The Third Prince's body suddenly disappeared, and everyone only heard an earth-shattering scream.

Everyone paused briefly in their fight and stared at that place at the same time.

Only Tang Zhen frowned.

Li Yun breathed a sigh of relief at first, then he realized something, suddenly jumped up, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Be careful!"

Before he had even finished his words, in a flash, the center of the entire Bone Dissolving Array moved.

The Third Prince seemed to have turned into a huge whirlpool, once again sucking in all the sword energy, frosty air, and demonic energy wrapped around him.

His entire body seemed to have turned into a ball, his skin and flesh seemed to be filled with water, bulging and shiny - his facial features were deformed, his eyes popped out, and there seemed to be something crawling under his skin like a worm, looking extremely terrifying.

The three great masters could move mountains and split seas with their all-out attacks, but could the soul of a true dragon really be swallowed by someone in one gulp?

The Third Prince stretched out his hands that were blown up by the air, calmly pressed back his popped-out eyeballs, and said in a slow and soft voice: "Why, is this all Liewei has? That's really disappointing..."

A terrifying guess suddenly occurred to Li Yun, and he blurted out, "I know, he is the center of the formation and also the formation method. He is the bone-melting formation!"

"Refine the body into a formation," Tang Zhen tightened the spider web in his hand, "As expected of an emperor, you have great courage."

Li Yun: "Senior Tang, stop making sarcastic remarks. You are well-informed. Think of a solution!"

Before Tang Zhen could open his mouth, he saw the world here began to close in the middle. The Third Prince did not spare his men and wanted to capture everyone in the formation in one fell swoop.

The Third Prince turned to Yan Zhengming and said with a smile, "Nice sword."

Yan Zhengming's hair stood up, and the situation in the formation suddenly changed. All the souls he had just released turned to him. The next moment, the wooden sword in his hand did not move, and Cheng Qian took advantage of the connection between him and the wooden sword and appeared in front of him in an instant.

Yan Zhengming: "Xiao Qian!"

When the unparalleled sword intent reached Cheng Qian, it suddenly turned into the same severe cold as him, freezing him in an instant, like a bug sealed in amber. The frost blade rolled down, and Han Yuan was about to catch it, but a ray of light leaked from the sleeves of the Third Prince, and instantly rolled him and the frost blade in.

Yan Zhengming felt as if he was nailed to the spot for a moment.

The next moment, he saw a flash of white light in Cheng Qian's hair, and then he came to his senses. Cheng Qian was still carrying his puppet talisman.

Yan Zhengming finally let out the breath that was stuck in his chest. For a moment, his chest felt numb.

The sky and the earth were getting closer and closer, and all the people flying in the air with swords were forced to fall down, and there were only a few feet left between the sky and the earth.

At this moment, Wu Changtian suddenly shook off You Liang's hand that was supporting him, and made a series of complicated hand gestures with his hands.

You Liang's eyes suddenly widened, and the blood color on his face instantly faded away.

Wu Changtian pointed to the sky with one hand and to the ground with the other, and suddenly disappeared from the spot. A moment later, a huge figure appeared behind everyone. Wu Changtian used his hands and feet to hold up the merging sky and earth. His body grew taller inch by inch with difficulty, and he lifted the falling sky upwards inch by inch.

For a moment, he seemed like Pangu, the legendary god who created the world.

Wu Changtian looked at the Third Prince from a distance in the void of the formation and asked, "Your Majesty, if you devour hundreds of generations of talented people, and devour the heaven, earth, sun and moon, can you become a god?"

The Third Prince was no longer in human form. His wide brocade dragon robe and belt had torn his body into pieces. The robe had been stretched out by him like a ball filled with all the splendor of the world. For a moment, even his voice was unclear.

The Third Prince said: "Having devoured the Great Power, I am the Great Power. Having devoured the heaven and earth, I am the heaven and earth."

Wu Changtian took a deep breath and suddenly let out a thunderous roar that shook the earth. His body suddenly grew more than ten feet long, leaving a huge footprint on the ground. The sky in the Bone-Dissolving Formation made a "puff puff" sound as if the air was leaking.

The Third Prince screamed, and one of his bulging arms exploded on the spot.

At this time, suppressed sword energy gathered from all directions, and the wooden sword in Yan Zhengming's hand drew an unstoppable "extreme prosperity", as if the entire Sword God Realm was overturned by his sword. It was exactly the same as the sword intent in the inheritor's hand in the Heart Demon Valley inheritance secret realm that day, which made people dare not look directly at it -

Yan Zhengming: "Yes, if you devour the sun and the moon, you will be able to ascend to become a celestial dog!"

Can he swallow it again?

A look of fear finally appeared on the Third Prince's face.

At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the ball of light that had just swallowed Han Yuan. Then, the bloody demonic energy unique to the demon cultivators leaked out, instantly wrapping the ball of light in a ball of black air. Then, with a slight sound, the demon dragon suddenly broke through the wall and landed on the ground, turning into the embarrassed Han Yuan.

He shook his dragon robe without changing his expression and sneered, "It turned out to be the Three Lives Secret Realm. Isn't this thing for those upright gentlemen who can't let go? It would be a waste to give it to the world's number one devil!"

After he finished speaking, he threw something out from his sleeve and shouted, "Come on!"

It's the Frost Blade.

The frost blade infused with the magic dragon's true essence flew straight towards Cheng Qian and hit the thick ice surface heavily, causing a small crack to appear on the ice surface.

The next moment, the sword energy belonging to "Dead Tree Resurrected in Spring" leaked out from the silent and invisible place, like a vine, accurately hooking the fingertips of Frost Blade.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, there must be hope.

The gentle sword intent pulled the vicious sword away. With a crisp sound, powerful true energy rushed out from the gap and instantly turned the entire ice block into a pile of powder.

There seemed to be a layer of frost on Cheng Qian's eyelashes, and the hairband behind his head seemed to have frozen and cracked and was falling off.

Frost Blade picked up the falling snowflakes with one shoulder, like an icy cover, trapping the Third Prince firmly in place.

With a loud bang, Yan Zhengming's sword arrived.

Wu Changtian screamed in pain and pushed the sky in the bone-dissolving formation upwards.

The sky and the earth suddenly separated, and there was a slight sound like an explosion from the Third Prince's body, and then he shattered into a handful of ice chips on the spot.

The false world in the formation collapsed.

The bone-dissolving formation fell apart.

Wu Changtian's giant shadow staggered a step and seemed to look down at You Liang.

The expression on his face seemed mixed with sadness and joy, and then the whole person suddenly disappeared out of thin air. His body turned into mist and was blown away by the wind.

The wind blew and it seemed like we were reunited with the sun after a long absence.

It seemed that before I knew it, a day and a night had passed and dawn was breaking again.

You Liang was stunned and couldn't utter a word.

After surviving the calamity, no matter whether they were from the righteous or evil sects or the Tianyan sect, everyone stood there in a daze for a moment and stopped at the same time.

Han Yuan looked back at the Sansheng Secret Realm that had disappeared long ago. He didn't know what he remembered, but his face, which always switched between confusion and pain or brutality and cruelty, suddenly revealed a nearly calm smile.

Cheng Qian's legs went limp, and he used the Frost Blade to support himself on the ground, but he couldn't hold on, and he staggered and fell.

His arms were already weak, and within a day, the Frost Blade almost slipped from his hands again. He managed to catch it, and the veins on the back of his hand popped out.

Then someone caught him.

Someone was saying something in his ear, and the next moment, a familiar hand pried open his mouth and stuffed a pill into his mouth. The bitter taste turned into a wisp of clear air, seeping from the Baihui point on the top of his head to every part of his limbs.

Cheng Qian came back to his senses, and his tense body relaxed instantly. He thought: "Oh, it's the eldest brother."

Then, his hand that was tightly holding the frost blade suddenly loosened and let it fall to the ground without any worries.