"However, it seems that a Huang Zizai has risen and become one of the eight ancestors of the Tao Sect?"
In an instant, the Titan had a glimpse of the past.
The Huang tribe that Huang Lao belongs to belongs to the Sanshen lineage, and was once forced to escape Wuwu Time and Space. Ye Chen also knew about this.
It's just that he didn't expect that Huang Lao's ancient ancestor, Emperor Huang Tian, was actually such a powerful figure.
"The Huang clan has not yet exhausted its vitality. There should be many descendants of Emperor Huang Tian still alive, hiding in some corner of Wuwu time and space."
"If you want to open this box, you can only try your luck with the descendants of Emperor Huang Tian."
"But, it's too late."
The Titan sighed helplessly.
"Why is it too late?"
Ye Chen asked.
The Titan God said: "In a few days' time for the death anniversary ceremony, Wulian Daozu and Prince Yinxing will come. Even if you can defeat him, how can you deal with the mastermind behind it, the ugly god?"
"If you can open this box, you may still have a chance to practice my constellation magic, but there are only a few days left, and it is absolutely too late."
The Titan God doesn't know where the descendants of Emperor Huangtian are, so he needs to figure them out.
But it is impossible to calculate the time span of just a few days, because the years are too long.
Ye Chen's face darkened, and he felt deeply troubled when he thought about the terror and power of the Ugly God.
The Titan God pondered for a while and said: "If there is really no other way, just sacrifice the Ring of Fate. You can still fight against the Ugly God."
Ye Chen was shocked: "Sacrifice the Ring of Fate? Senior, then you..."
The Titan God waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I won't die. In short, let's get through the difficulties in front of us first."
Ye Chen felt a little calmer, now that he had a trump card against the ugly god, he felt much safer.
The Titan God put away the wooden box and said: "Give me this wooden box first. I will calculate the traces of the secrets on it and find the whereabouts of the descendants of Emperor Huangtian."
"If we can find the direct bloodline of Emperor Huang Tian, there may be a chance to open this box and take out my constellation magic."
"This is the hope of sealing the ugly god!"
Ye Chen said: "Okay, senior, I'll leave it to you."
The Titan God said "Yeah", his body turned into a stream of light, and returned to the Ring of Fate.
He was framed by the Ugly God, and all his followers had long since died. Fortunately, his best friend Huangtian Emperor still had blood left.
After the Titan God returned, Ye Chen continued to try to purify the blood on the Cang Lei Sword and save the Qinglian Dao Ancestor.
Unfortunately, without using the power of reincarnation bloodline, the effect is not very good.
Time passed bit by bit, and soon, there was only the last day left before the death anniversary ceremony began.
On the eve of the death anniversary ceremony, Ye Chen was invited to the ninth floor of the ancient pagoda to participate in the rehearsal of the ceremony.
"Tomorrow's death anniversary ceremony, the master of the palace will hold three sticks of incense and bow first, followed by the high priest, the elders will kneel three times and kowtow nine times, the believers outside the ancient pagoda will be baptized with holy water, and when the green lotus sacred fire is lit, everyone will recite the blessing..."
An elder, holding a scroll like an imperial edict, was describing the details of tomorrow's ceremony.
Ye Chen stood beside Lone Star Shenhe and Gray Beard, listening silently.
It was dark at night, and there were half-dark candles burning in the tower, which cast an extremely solemn look on everyone's face.
Because tomorrow's death anniversary ceremony will never be held smoothly.
Wulian Daozu and Prince Yinxing will invade in large numbers at that time.
And the man behind the scenes, that terrible ugly god, I don’t know where he is hiding.
"How prepared is the defense?"
Lone Star Shenhe's face looked a little haggard. It was obvious that she had spent a lot of energy in the past few days.
The elder replied: "Reporting to the palace master, all the guard formations, traps, strong men from all over to assist in the battle, and the required combat materials have been prepared."
"It's Taoist Wulian. After all, he is a great figure from our ancestors. He really wants to show off his face..."
The elder's voice was a little worried. After all, they were all juniors in front of Wulian Daozu.
Lone Star Shenhe said resolutely: "There is no choice, we can only fight to the death tomorrow."
The elder's heart shivered and he said: "Yes!"
Lone Star Shenhe nodded and said, "You guys should step aside first. I want to chat with Ye Shitian alone."
Everyone looked a little weird, but they quietly retreated.
Soon, only Ye Chen and Lone Star Shenhe were left in the tower room.
"You are haggard, Miss Shenhe."
Ye Chen looked at Shen He's haggard face and said softly with some pity.
"Um."
Lone Star Shenhe smiled sadly, with a deep melancholy between his brows. It was obvious that he did not have much confidence in the battle coming tomorrow.
"Ye Shitian, we are likely to lose in tomorrow's battle."
"If our Qinglian clan is defeated, you can leave with this Qinglian Dao Seed."
Lone Star Shenhe pointed at the Qinglian Tao Seed.
Under the memorial tablet of Qinglian Taoist, in the big cauldron, a green lotus seed is hidden among the incense ashes.
That green lotus seed is the Tao seed left by Qinglian Taoist.
Ye Chen still remembered that there was a dark curse on the Qinglian Dao Seed.
But now, he saw that the green lotus seed in the cauldron was as crystal clear as jade, and no trace of darkness could be seen.
"Hey, the dark curse on this seed...is gone? How is this possible?"
Ye Chen was surprised for a while.
"It has been driven away by me."
Lone Star Shenhe said calmly: "This dark curse originates from the Chou God Clan's Heavenly Curse, which was laid down by Prince Yinxing a hundred years ago."
This chapter has been completed!