The man with disheveled hair seemed to be full of panic in his tone.
His red eyes were staring at an old man standing quietly not far away.
If Gu Xuan were here, he would probably be able to recognize these two people at a glance.
That man with disheveled hair is his great disciple in his previous life, Gu Xingyun!
And that old man is a legendary figure who is extremely mysterious and powerful in the Burning Heaven Realm, a crazy old man!
The crazy old man is not crazy, and even has a rare sense of stability.
"Ever since you learned that Gu Xuan was not dead more than fifty years ago, you have been plagued by inner demons.
If Gu Xuan is immortal, your inner demon will never disappear."
The crazy old man looked at Gu Xingyun calmly.
"So, you asked your senior brother Qian Shan to kill Gu Xuan without permission.
Unfortunately, Qianshan failed.
Since his life card was broken, your inner demons have become more serious.
Now, no one can help you, even if I kill Gu Xuan, you will not be able to recover."
Gu Xingyun made a thud and knelt down in front of the crazy old man.
"Master, please teach me, what should I do now?"
The crazy old man shook his head and sighed.
"What else can we do? Only if you personally kill Gu Xuan will this inner demon disappear completely.
When the time comes, there will be hope for you to advance to the realm of Saint King and surpass me."
Gu Xingyun couldn't help but tremble.
"But that Gu Xuan was once my master.
His talent is above mine.
He can even kill Senior Brother Qianshan, but now fifty years have passed, who knows how far his strength will be?
How could I defeat him in a head-to-head fight?"
A trace of anger flashed in the crazy old man's eyes.
"If the news I got is correct, Gu Xuan should not have had the chance to practice in the past fifty-one years.
He should have been trapped in a free space somewhere and could not return to the Burning Heaven Realm, so he came to the True Realm by chance.
Therefore, his strength will not improve much compared to fifty years ago."
Gu Xingyun is still not confident.
"But, Master..."
The crazy old man glared at Gu Xingyun fiercely.
"You idiot, there is nothing to say but!
Could it be that all your hard work and my teachings over the past fifty years have been wasted?
Qianshan is indeed a genius who has never been born in ten thousand years. He has the opportunity to achieve the realm of a saint, but you are not weak either.
Over the past fifty years, your strength has already surpassed Qianshan. Compared with me, you have a better chance of achieving the status of a Saint King!"
When the crazy old man said this, he stretched out his right index finger and danced in the void.
Suddenly, a word "death" appeared in the void.
A terrifying momentum surged out from the word "death" overwhelmingly.
When anyone sees the word "death", they will probably be frightened by the momentum in this word. A bloody battlefield will appear in their eyes, and they will see the illusion of thousands of troops fighting.
The crazy old man's voice suddenly became psychedelic.
"So, Xingyun, don't have any fear, go find that Gu Xuan and have your fateful battle!
With a certain death mentality, he fought to the death with that Gu Xuan.
Believe in yourself, you will be the winner in the end!
Don't worry, I will help you. The word "death" contains my power.
Accept it, and your strength will rise to an unimaginable level!
Even, you can get infinitely close to me!
But it’s up to you to see how far you can reach it in the end.”
Gu Xingyun's eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he kowtowed as if pounding garlic.
"Thank you Master, thank you Master!
I will definitely live up to Master's expectations, completely kill that Gu Xuan, and get rid of the inner demons!
If I can achieve the realm of Saint King in the future, I will definitely try my best to help Master break through the shackles of the Half-step Saint King realm, fulfilling Master’s long-cherished wish for many years!"
As soon as Gu Xingyun thought, the word "death" suspended in the void, with a myriad of phenomena, quickly flew towards him and disappeared into the center of his eyebrows.
Gu Xingyun's aura suddenly changed.
The crazy old man looked at the changes in Gu Xingyun, and an inexplicable look flashed across his face, but it disappeared in just a moment, and Gu Xingyun didn't notice it at all.
"You should fully integrate my power and don't let me down.
I’m going out first, the True Ancestor’s birthday banquet is about to begin, and I also need to prepare some gifts for this old immortal.”
The crazy old man flew out of the secret realm with a friendly look on his face.
"Congratulations, Master!"
Gu Xingyun's voice came from the secret realm.
The friendly look on the crazy old man's face disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Instead, there was a gloomy look on his face.
"This idiot has reached such a level of strength that he still has such serious inner demons.
I really shouldn't have accepted him as my disciple in the first place.
However, his talent is indeed pretty good, even compared to Qianshan.
He was so stupid that he even killed Qianshan, whom I looked forward to the most.
Qianshan is my most potential vessel. According to the plan, after taking his body, I will have the opportunity to try to advance to the realm of the Holy King again.
It's a pity that it was completely destroyed by this idiot Gu Xingyun.
But, it doesn’t matter, after he kills Gu Xuan and eliminates the demons in his heart, his body can also help me reach the realm of the Saint King!"
The crazy old man's eyes were full of longing.
It was his lifelong wish to achieve the status of a Saint King.
The reason why he went around to select disciples with excellent talents and accepted them as disciples was so that one day he could take their bodies and try to advance to the realm of the Saint King again.
Even if the chance is very low.
Even though he has tried three times, he has failed.
But, no matter how low the chance is, there is always a chance.
If you don't try, you will never get a chance. You will just be like that stupid True Ancestor, staying at the position of a half-step Saint King, unable to make any further progress until the end is approaching.
"One day, I will become a saint!
Become the true first person and the only holy king in the true world!"
The crazy old man looked up at the sky, his eyes full of coveting for the realm of the Holy King.
In the true world, there is no sage.
The so-called three strongest people in the true world are just three poor people who failed to attack the realm of the Holy King.
If you fail to attack the realm of the Holy King, you will have two consequences.
Or, die.
Or, fake death.
The consequence of feigning death is that one can save one's life, but one's realm in this life will always remain at the peak of Xuansheng, and will no longer be able to advance further.
Of course, being able to successfully fake death and survive during the Holy Lord's Heavenly Tribulation is itself a symbol of strength, which means that their strength is much stronger than most peak Xuan Sages.
Therefore, in order to distinguish the orthodox warriors at the peak of Xuansheng, they often put a premium on themselves and call themselves half-step saints.
But everyone knows that this half-step is already the end, and there is no way to take it out again.
In the secret realm.
Seeing the figure of the crazy old man disappear, Gu Xingyun's red eyes slowly regained their clarity.