Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 303 The Origin of the Three Clans of Jinghai

"That tortoise shell was brought out from here by Li Qinghua, who broke into this Netherworld Scroll 1,400 years ago!"

"How is that possible?" Bai Zhi argued, "My Longyuan ancient books clearly record that the tortoise shell was obtained from the ancient Dao Court..."

You Huang did not argue, but said calmly:

"The ancient Ghost Clan disappeared before the Great Desolation. Besides personally causing the apocalypse, the Heavenly Emperor of the Upper Realm knew about it. Only His Majesty the Underworld Emperor and the surviving Ghost Clan elders knew about it. They couldn't escape this Netherworld scroll and knew they would die in the future. So, they carved all of the Ghost Clan's skills onto tortoise shells and stones..."

"you're lying!"

Bai Zhi's face immediately turned red.

You Huang said slowly:

"I've said before that the ancient ghost clan is divided into three branches. One is my Dream Weaver Clan, and the other is the Exorcist Clan. You saw their high priest on the mountain of corpses. There are also two holy envoys from the Astrology Clan, one dead and one insane..."

"For over ten thousand years, I've carried His Majesty's obsession, changing three bodies and surviving for over ten thousand years until now. Meanwhile, Youming, relying on the blood essence of prehistoric beasts, has lived the same age as me. Unfortunately, fourteen hundred years ago, that pair of adulterers who broke in..."

Bai Zhi's face was filled with anger, as she knew that the couple he was talking about was actually the founder of Long Yuan Sect, Empress Qinghua.

Du Fang's expression was indeed one of shock and daze.

It was the first time he heard that there was a strong man who had lived for ten thousand years.

In this world, besides the gods, there are people who can live for ten thousand years and change into three bodies, and this person is right in front of them.

Bai Zhi was completely unconvinced and continued to argue, "But the Dream Weavers survived in Jiuzhou for thousands of years after the Great Desolation was shattered, until they suddenly disappeared a thousand years ago..."

After hearing this, You Huang's face suddenly showed a bitterness:

"The art of dream weaving is recorded on the tortoise shell. Back then, Li Qinghua and a man broke into this Netherworld Scroll, killed two blood beasts guarding the palace, and slashed the Chaos Immortal Bell. They took out the ancient ghost clan's books, laws, and artifact spirits, hoping to ascend to the Immortal Realm. In the end, they were trapped and died inside..."

"Impossible! The Qinghua Empress of my sect has been dead for a thousand years!"

"She's still alive, imprisoned in the fairyland!"

Youhuang's voice was calm and confident.

Bai Zhi argued, "But it's rumored that the Dream Weavers have lived for thousands of years. This is all recorded in ancient books!"

"That's not the Dreamweavers. The Dreamweavers died out ten thousand years ago. I'm the only one left. The ones who appeared in the Nine Divine Continents were just some specious trash who were taken away by Li Qinghua and trained later!"

Her accent and expression were calm and unquestionable.

Du Fang couldn't help but ask:

"That……"

"You've lived until now, but you've never left this scroll, right? How could you know what's happening outside?"

You Huang smiled but didn't answer his question. He just said, "Do you know the origins of the spirits, ghosts, and monsters that are now under the sea?"

"do not know!"

Du Fang shook his head, he really didn't know.

Bai Zhi said, "Aren't they transformed from the ancient witch clan?"

"no!"

You Huang shook his head calmly:

"We are the incarnations of the ancient Wu Clan. The Wu Clan is another name for the human race. They have lived in the northern border of Shenzhou for tens of thousands of years. We are just one of their clans."

"Since His Majesty the Dark Emperor was thrown into this Endless Sea 13,000 years ago, the Heavenly Emperor of the Upper Realm has used three levels of immortal artifacts in succession. The first is the golden disc you see here, which the immortals call the 'Soul Locking Circle.' This is the immortal artifact that trapped His Majesty's soul. The second is the Chaos Bell, which trapped His Majesty's body. And the third immortal artifact..."

"Is this the Netherworld Scroll?" Du Fang asked hesitantly.

"You are very clever..." You Huang looked at him, "Your Majesty is the deity of our Spirit Ghost Clan. She was suppressed. In order to keep this secret forever under the sea, the Emperor of Heaven used this Netherworld Scroll to suppress our Spirit Ghost Clan within it..."

"How is it possible...hundreds of millions of lives..."

"How can there really be such a strong person in the world with such great magical power!"

The scene that I saw from the high priest’s eyes in the mountain of corpses before.

"Immortal weapons have that kind of magical power, including the immortal swords on you two!" Youhuang stared at him.

Du Fang kept shaking his head, and suddenly remembered the Heavenly Secret Seal that suppressed down from the sky in Quzhou City.

At that time, so many powerful people in the world who had reached the ninth level could not avoid that attack. Only he, relying on his immortal body, and the strong people of the three clans in Jinghai, who had bathed in the blood of gods, were able to avoid that attack.

"The power of heaven and earth is beyond your imagination!"

Seeing Du Fang's disbelief, You Huang bit her lip, her body even trembling slightly. "That kind of terror, even the once tyrannical Majesty couldn't withstand it, that's why he was suppressed under the sea of ​​​​realm..."

Bai Zhi suddenly asked, "Did the doomsday catastrophe that the high priest described actually happen 13,000 years ago?"

You Huang finally nodded:

"Yes, this is a secret. To keep it secret, hundreds of millions of souls of the Ghost Clan were buried with it. So, if you manage to get out, you must keep this secret..."

"If we reveal this secret, will the Heavenly Emperor of the upper realm suppress us just as he suppressed your Majesty?"

Bai Zhi asked curiously.

"What do you think? If you don't believe me, go out and try it!"

You Huang looked at Bai Zhi and continued:

"After our clan was included in the scroll, most of the mortals died completely, and only a few powerful cultivators survived. However, as time passed, the Dark Emperor fell into a deep slumber, and his cultivation gradually dissipated. Many people wanted to pass down the history of the Spirit Ghost Clan for future generations to know, so they carved it on tortoise shells and stones."

"More than two thousand years after the Spirit Ghost Clan was drawn into the scroll, Jubei City fell. Strange Ghosts and demonic ghosts from the north of the North Pole poured in and ravaged the Taixuan, Taishang, and Taiwei continents..."

"So the mighty men of the human race gathered the top high-level monks from the Nine Continents and began to slaughter the aliens and demons, driving them to the Jinghai, which is the Nether Sea where our race once was!"

Bai Zhi's face suddenly turned pale:

"The great war ten thousand years ago!"

"Yes!" Youhuang finally nodded.

"In order to deal with the top cultivators of the human race, the high-level spirits of the Others and Demons began to merge and become a completely new species of creatures, psychic creatures. They called themselves the High-level Spirit Race. In that great battle, countless people died, and the sea of ​​​​realms was filled with the corpses of powerful cultivators of various races!"

Du Fang finally understood, "The three tribes in Jinghai today, the ghost tribe, the spirit tribe, and the monster tribe, are the descendants of these people..."

You Huang continued:

"Yes, although the three races of Jinghai are very powerful and have merged into a powerful creature, they were still defeated because the human race has a person who can ascend to the upper realm. That person's cultivation has reached the realm of Heavenly Emperor, almost comparable to the Five Heavenly Emperors!"

"Human Emperor Qiu!"

Du Fang suddenly roared excitedly.

"Yes, that was the last Human Emperor. From then on, there was no Human Emperor in the world, and the cultivation realm of all races was completely trapped in the Nine Realms. In order to restart the path to heaven, the Human Emperor used the faith and willpower of all races to sever an upper realm. That is now the Immortal Realm standing above the Realm Sea. Unfortunately..."

"It's a pity that he failed!" Du Fang sighed softly.

He had seen the world in the painting in Jianmen, but there was no trace of the Human Emperor ascending the Jingshen Peak, breaking through the upper realm, and trying to rebuild the road to heaven.

"He failed, but he left behind a way to ascend to heaven!"

A smile appeared on Youhuang's face.

"what way?"

Youhuang did not answer Du Fang's words, but looked at Baizhi.

"Miss Bai should know!"

Bai Zhi shook her head: "I don't know. My Longyuan Sword Sect has only a thousand years of history, so this method won't be passed down!"

"The only way to rebuild the path to heaven is to borrow the will of living beings. However, unifying the will of all races is no easy task. When Li Qinghua entered the Netherworld Scroll, he took away the Dreamweaver Clan's Dreamweaver Secret Technique!"