Mo Wangchen was suddenly startled, his body jerked, and he stood up from where he was.
He looked at the holy seal floating in front of him as if he had seen a ghost.
"Little guy, if you want to repair the Holy Seal, five to six million kilograms of desolate energy are indispensable..."
Within the Holy Seal, the voice came out again, but did not answer Mo Wangchen's words.
"Who are you?"
Mo Wangchen was even more surprised. Is there anyone inside this holy seal?
No, to be precise, there is a soul in it?!
"You can call me... Jade Emperor."
The voice was silent for three breaths, and then came out again, each word clearly reaching Mo Wangchen's ears.
"What?!"
Hearing this, Mo Wangchen's body trembled, and his face was filled with disbelief, "Are you the Jade Emperor?!"
How is this possible?
In ancient times, the Supreme Holy Emperor who once ruled the three realms is still alive in the world?
"Pretend to be a ghost, the Jade Emperor has long since turned into the dust of the times with the ancient heaven. Who are you?"
After being surprised, Mo Wangchen obviously didn't believe it. He grabbed the holy seal in his hand and shouted angrily.
"Is there any benefit for this emperor to lie to you? Although this emperor died during the ancient battle, there is still a trace of his soul that is sealed in this holy seal..."
The voice came out again, and then a bright holy light extended out from the holy seal, gradually gathering in front of Mo Wangchen, and transformed into the appearance of a middle-aged man.
This is a man with unparalleled grace. There is an invisible power of the Taoist power surrounding his body. He is not angry and has a majestic look. There is a majestic air between his brows, which seems to be born with him. In his deep eyes,
It holds hundreds of millions of stars, revealing an endless vicissitudes of life.
"Buzz..."
The man has no entity, but a soul body, which is translucent. He has an ancient style, like a god, and does not belong to this human world.
He stretched out his finger, and saw a holy light glowing, and an inexplicable terrifying aura permeating the air, which shocked Mo Wangchen's mind.
"God King Futian Jue?!"
On the holy light at the man's fingertips, Mo Wangchen felt a familiar aura, which belonged to God King Futian Jue.
In other words, it belongs to the Haotian Sutra, because the Divine King Futian Jue is just an extension of the Haotian Sutra.
"Are you really the Jade Emperor?"
With this thought in his mind, Mo Wangchen's face became more and more surprised, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at the middle-aged man floating in front of him.
"As expected of you, you are of the bloodline of my Ji family. With your cultivation in the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, your combat power is comparable to that of ordinary quasi-gods."
The Jade Emperor's eyes were full of approval, his eyes fell on Mo Wangchen, and he chuckled like this.
"How do you know about me?" Mo Wangchen frowned.
The ancestor of the Ji family is rumored to be a biological brother of the Jade Emperor. Naturally, the Jade Emperor also bears the surname Ji.
"After the Holy Seal was reunited, I have recovered. How could I not know what you have done these days?" the Jade Emperor said with a smile.
Seeing that Mo Wangchen was silent, he smiled again and said, "Speaking of which, you are the reincarnation of Yihao's son. The generation gap between you and me is not too far, but we are still seven or eight generations apart...call me Holy Ancestor."
That’s all.”
"Have you really slept within the Holy Seal for tens of millions of years?"
Even now, Mo Wangchen still can't believe that the former Jade Emperor is still alive in this world.
If it spreads out, I'm afraid it will cause a huge storm.
The Haotian Scripture is the work of the Jade Emperor. In this world, only the Ji family's divine king body can practice it. Naturally, Mo Wangchen would not doubt it, but he just couldn't believe it.
"What the Holy Ancestor just said is that five to six million desolate energy is needed to repair the Holy Seal. Is it true or false?"
Mo Wangchen frowned. Such a quantity was too huge and terrifying. He thought it was impossible to collect it.
Moreover, so much desolate energy is probably enough to cultivate two holy seals, right?
Seeing that the Jade Emperor was silent, Mo Wangchen suddenly had a strange look on his face and looked at him, "Actually, it doesn't take so much desolate energy to repair the holy seal, right?"
"Not long ago, I used three thousand kilograms of desolate energy to repair a crack on the holy seal. Just now, it took thirty thousand kilograms, but I only repaired three cracks. This is already very abnormal. Could it be that the extra desolate gas
Was the energy absorbed by the Holy Ancestor?"
The remnant soul of the Jade Emperor has been sealed in the holy seal for tens of millions of years. It has long been extremely weak. Now that it suddenly awakens, Mo Wangchen has to suspect that the 30,000 kilograms of desolate energy just now was probably caused by it.
The other party got it all to himself.
"Little guy, what's that look in your eyes? Can't we just suck a little bit of the air of desolation out of you?" Seeing Mo Wangchen's strange look, the Jade Emperor was a little embarrassed, but he still pretended to be calm and said.
It is true as Mo Wangchen said, in fact, the desolate energy needed to repair the holy seal does not require that much. The 30,000 kilograms of desolate energy was indeed absorbed by the Jade Emperor. Otherwise, his way
It is impossible for the soul body to wake up now.
If this were not the case, the 30,000 kilograms of desolate energy just now would have been enough to repair most of the holy seal.
"You won't continue to absorb the energy of desolation in the future, right?"
Mo Wangchen was speechless. It was hard to find the desolate energy needed to repair the holy seal. There was still such a god "for", and it seemed that the desolate energy he needed to use was larger than that needed to repair the holy seal.
I don’t know how many times.
Thinking of this, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but have a headache.
"Do you think this emperor did it deliberately? My years in this holy seal have been too long. I have almost become one with it. I have passively absorbed all the desolate energy." Jade Emperor Holy Emperor
Said very seriously.
"Passive absorption?"
Hearing this, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but feel an even bigger headache.
"How much desolate energy do you still have in you?" the Jade Emperor suddenly asked.
Mo Wangchen was silent, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He still had 70,000 kilograms of Qi in his body. Should he tell the other party?
If you say it and the other party asks for it, after all, he is the biological brother of the ancestor of the Ji family. You have to call him Saint Ancestor, so you have to give it, right?
But if given, these 70,000 desolate energy will not only be unable to repair the Holy Seal, but it will also be no different from throwing it into water, and it will not make a splash...
"What kind of expression is this? You got a total of 100,000 kilograms of desolate energy from the Qianyuan Gate before, and I still know it. Is there anything you dare not say about it, because you are afraid that I will snatch it away?" Jade Emperor Saint
The emperor said.
"Afraid." Mo Wangchen nodded seriously.
He suddenly discovered that the Jade Emperor who was said to have ruled the Three Realms was not as majestic as he had imagined. His personality was similar to that of the dead dog on the Holy Mountain.
Could it be that all the gods in ancient heaven were so virtuous in the past?