The majestic man who appeared at the end of the corridor of Wuhun Palace looked like an emperor as he walked like a dragon or a tiger.
If the current emperor of the Holy Tang Dynasty, Li Longyuan, was here, he would immediately look like a child standing in front of this domineering man and could only bow his head and submit.
Chen Xuan only felt that with every step this man took, his body grew taller, standing majestically between heaven and earth like a sacred mountain pillar. The statues on both sides of the corridor all lost their color at this moment.
But what shocked Chen Xuan the most was not this man's invincible domineering and imperial appearance, but the appearance of the domineering man! Chen Xuan confirmed that he had read it correctly. The domineering man walking towards him was the same as the one in the Zhenwu Can Picture.
Fu Xi looks exactly the same! So when Chen Xuan saw the man's face, he was completely stunned.
After a while, a question popped up in Chen Xuan's mind: Is the Great Xia Emperor Fuxi dead?
How is this possible?
Could it be that the extremely heroic war five thousand years ago was all fake?
Chen Xuan had no time to continue thinking, because this domineering man who looked exactly like Fu Xi had already come to him and was looking at him with a smile.
"My child, you have finally arrived at the Spirit Hall."
The first words the domineering man spoke were completely incomprehensible to Chen Xuan.
He subconsciously retorted: "How did I become your child?"
Chen Xuan doesn't believe that he is the reincarnation of some powerful person. In his previous life, he had an awesome and coaxing father.
When the domineering man heard what Chen Xuan said, he couldn't help but laugh: "That's right. Five thousand years have passed, Daxia has long ceased to exist, and I am no longer the emperor of Daxia, and I still regard you as one of my subjects.
, but you have misunderstood."
"So, are you really the Emperor of Great Xia, Fuxi?"
Chen Xuan's eyes widened slightly, expecting a definite answer.
If the domineering man in front of him is Human Emperor Fuxi, then he no longer has to endure in the world of mountains and seas, and he no longer has to worry about the will of the Supreme God Lord. These problems will be solved with the appearance of Human Emperor Fuxi.
The domineering man seemed to be laughing at himself, but also seemed to be sighing: "I am no longer the Human Emperor, and as for Fuxi, maybe I am not either."
Chen Xuan looked confused when he heard this.
How can this guy play riddles with him?
The answers given were completely confusing.
"Come with me."
The domineering man turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor, where there was a magnificent hall.
Chen Xuan hesitated for a moment and then followed.
"Fuxi, won't you kill him?"
"He is not an ordinary demon cultivator, but a real demon!"
"Do you want a true demon to get the top ten martial souls?
Are you crazy?"
The statues on both sides of the corridor started shouting, expressing their dissatisfaction, anger, doubts and other emotions, and they kept asking the domineering man to kill Chen Xuan.
When Chen Xuan listened to the cries of these statues, he was already 70% to 80% sure that the man in front of him was Fuxi.
But the domineering man didn't say a word as he walked to the end of the corridor, and the statues on both sides of the corridor did not dare to take action against Chen Xuan. They could only watch Chen Xuan being taken into the hall.
Stepping into the main hall, Chen Xuan took a quick look and found that there were ten altars standing in the depths of the hall. There were not statues of gods on the altars, but various powerful beings in the form of humans, weapons, or alien beasts floating quietly.
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One of the altars was empty, with nothing on it.
The aura emanating from the powerful beings on the nine altars gave Chen Xuan a stronger sense of oppression than the numerous statues in the corridor outside.
For a moment, Chen Xuan felt like he was suffocating.
Fortunately, after Fuxi entered the hall, these nine powerful beings calmed down a little, and Chen Xuan finally felt relieved.
Although Fu Xi still didn't say anything, Chen Xuan guessed that these powerful beings should be the top ten perfect spirits in the Spirit Hall, and one of the vacant altars should be the position of the Black Martial God.
Sensing Chen Xuan's arrival, these nine powerful beings remained motionless, not sure whether it was because of disdain for Chen Xuan or for other reasons.
Fuxi walked to the center of the hall, turned around, and looked at Chen Xuan with bright eyes: "I know that you have the blood of the Three Emperors flowing in your body, and you also got the Zhenwu residual map I left in China and the sword left by Xuanyuan, so accordingly
Yes, you are also carrying something."
"You are really the Human Emperor Fuxi."
Chen Xuan no longer had any doubts and knelt down directly to the domineering man.
This kneeling is to thank Fuxi for the inheritance he left behind, and also to thank Fuxi for his great contribution to China.
"When I was the Emperor of Great Xia, I never dared to ask my people to kneel down and worship me, because the ritual of kneeling would make my people servile. Over time, they would even worship me as a god, so you don't need to kneel down.
Me, get up."
Fuxi was naturally domineering, but he was very gentle when he spoke to Chen Xuan. After speaking, he stretched out his hands to help Chen Xuan up.
"Now that Zhongzhou is divided into fifteen military kingdoms, the junior Chen Xuan is still young and unable to complete the important tasks entrusted by you and the other two emperors. If you can go back to Zhongzhou, you will definitely be able to restore the glory of the Great Xia Dynasty!"
Chen Xuan sincerely requested.
After hearing this, Fuxi sighed: "The king's hegemony is full of dust, not to mention that the person I am now is just a trace of obsession attached to my martial spirit that was forcibly separated at the last moment before my death."
Chen Xuan was stunned.
The Fuxi in front of me is not his true body, not even his remnant soul, but just a trace of obsession?
If what Fu Xi said is true, it would explain why he stayed in Wuhun Palace for so many years and did not go back to revive the Great Xia Dynasty.
Chen Xuan felt endless regret in his heart.
The Human Emperor, who was recognized as the most powerful person in the world of mountains and seas for 50,000 years, was ultimately unable to recover.
"Why did the Demon Sect go to war with the Great Xia Dynasty back then, and why did the Witch God and the Demon Saint also come to add insult to injury?"
Chen Xuan asked a question that he had never solved since he came to the world of mountains and seas.
Fuxi raised his head slightly, as if he was recalling something.
After a moment, Fuxi said leisurely: "It's very simple, everything is because of the dispute between the gods and masters."
"Back then, my cultivation had far surpassed that of the Earth Immortal. I should have been promoted to the Martial Arts God Lord, but I was unwilling to abandon my people, because once I became the God Lord, I would have to give up all emotions, cares, and no matter what, in order to be promoted to the Supreme God Lord.
What calamities have befallen the hundreds of millions of people in Daxia?
It can only be regarded as the evolution of heaven; this is true for Tao Zun, Buddha and Yuanshi Demon Lord. No matter how the Taoist sects, Buddhist sects and demonic sects rise and fall in the world of mountains and seas, the three supreme god lords never manifest magical powers, because doing so will cause the realm of the god lords to be unstable.
Perfection, thus falling to the position of the High God Lord."
"But didn't the Demon Lord of Yuanshi give a demonic cultivator the stigmata tens of thousands of years ago?"
What Chen Xuan was talking about was naturally Qiye, the previous Holy Lord of the Demon Sect who roamed the world of mountains and seas thousands of years ago.
