Chapter 940: The Deceased of the Previous Life
Qin Jun remained silent. Normally, the remnant soul of a warrior entering the realm of the sage could not possibly allow a reincarnated body to return to the complete cultivation level of the Luoshi Immortal Realm, even temporarily.
But Qin Jun was different, with his pure Extreme Flame Demon God bloodline, and his unparalleled divine powers. Though he had only condensed a single sacred bone, he was already capable of dominating those in the realm of entering the sage.
Not even Qin Jun’s former life understood the true origin of the Extreme Flame Demon God bloodline, but the fact that it could devour the true flames of the sun proved that this bloodline was at least as strong as, if not stronger than, the Golden Crow.
"Do you have any other wishes?" Qin Jun asked in his heart as he continued to descend.
The remnant soul from his previous life had, after all, existed independently for 130,000 years and had developed its own thoughts.
When faced with his question, the remnant soul from his previous life was silent and did not immediately respond.
Meanwhile, Xing Tian landed on the earth, and the entire Juetian Plain had turned into a wasteland. The ground was uneven, and canyons were everywhere, giving off an incredibly gloomy appearance under the cover of night, the piles of mountains standing like fierce ghosts.
Swinging his ax, Xing Tian leveled the ground, clearing a space with a radius of ten thousand meters. Despite its crudeness, there was no other choice, as the Hundred Heroes Conference could not be halted—they either had to continue fighting or withdraw from the competition.
Donghuang Taiyi’s face was clouded as he landed in the distance. His three Demon King subordinates flew over swiftly, attempting to comfort him, but he snorted coldly. With a flick of his right hand, the true flames of the sun flew out from his sleeve, burning the three Demon Kings to ashes. This scene made many a chieftain shudder with fear, and those creatures that had gathered were too frightened to come any closer.
"I wanted to see the peak that master spoke of... but it seems there’s no hope now..." the remnant soul from his former life spoke slowly, causing Qin Jun to frown slightly. The mere thought of the White Emperor brought his mood down.
To his former life, Ji Yongsheng, two figures had provided the greatest help.