Chapter 391 - After Tonight, The World Will Revere Me As Emperor (2/2)
Zhou Xuanji’s fall caused the human race to face a period of darkness, and the various Kingdoms began to lose control, while the Empires could barely keep control of their territories. Because the Eight Sanctums had suffered great blows, they were unable to help.
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Within the Bahan Empire, inside a small town.
Shangguan Jiusu’s mouth twitched as he looked at the child in front of him swinging a sword.
Only half a year had passed, but Zhou Xuanji looked like he was two or three years old. He held the Bookcutter Sword in his hand, sending out vigorous wind.
Ever since Zhou Xuanji had started to stay with him, Shangguan Jiusu slept on a grass mat in the courtyard.
After showing the Vibrant Raindrops Sword once, Zhou Xuanji put the sword away and asked, “Do you remember it?”
Shangguan Jiusu said ashamedly, “I only remember half.”
Half?
Zhou Xuanji felt quite startled; he had only shown it once, and yet this fellow had remembered half. After all, this was an Earth grade sword technique.
It seemed that this boy’s talent was not bad at all.
He showed the Vibrant Raindrops Sword again, before having Shangguan Jiusu practice by himself.
After starting to follow Zhou Xuanji, Shangguan Jiusu did not continue to go to the lecture hall.
It was not that he did not want to go but that the lecture hall had long since grown disdainful of him, and they had found a chance to kick him out.
The woman in the red dress had not come again either.
Because of this, Shangguan Jiusu had been sad for a while and often cried late at night. He did not dare to go to the woman’s residence to find her because he did not have the face to do so.
He was not the genius he used to be.
“Practice well. If I’m satisfied, I’ll help you restore your Inner Pellet,” Zhou Xuanji said before turning to the room.
After being reborn, Zhou Xuanji’s cultivation quickly restored itself, but if he diligently cultivated, he could quicken this process.
In the following period of time, Zhou Xuanji continued to grow. His height quickly grew, and even Shangguan Jiusu, who interacted with him every day, could notice changes.
He felt that Zhou Xuanji would grow quite a bit taller every day.
Half a year later, Zhou Xuanji looked like he was six or seven years old.
By now, the Donghan Empire had been slaughtered by the heavenly law army. Blood formed rivers, shocking the Northern Wilderness.
Facing Spirit Sovereign Yan’s ruthlessness, the human race had no answer.
Zhou Xuanji could only endure and wait.
Another year passed, and Zhou Xuanji was 76 years old, but he looked 12.
In Shangguan Jiusu’s eyes, he was a monster.
The Great Shang Empire had also been destroyed, and of the seven Empires, only five remained.
The third year after being reborn, Zhou Xuanji became an adult.
Shangguan Jiusu’s Inner Pellet had already been healed by the Holy Light Redemption Sword, and he had practiced the Vibrant Raindrops Sword to Great Accomplishment.
Late at night, Zhou Xuanji came to the courtyard. Not too far away, Shangguan Jiusu was cultivating on his grass mat.
Zhou Xuanji deeply breathed in, looked up at the night sky, and sent magic energy into his right arm.
He had recovered his full cultivation, and his body was also just as tough as it was before.
In fact, he felt that he was even stronger than before, but he felt that it was enough.
Tonight, he would become a Great Emperor!
Rumble…
Thunder rumbled and black clouds gathered, causing Shangguan Jiusu to open his eyes in surprise.
He looked at Zhou Xuanji in confusion and asked, “What are you doing?”
He did not know why, but he felt that Zhou Xuanji’s figure was somewhat familiar.
Ever since Zhou Xuanji had looked 12 or so, he had started to wear a mask, so Shangguan Jiusu could not figure out his true identity.
He did not pay any attention to Shangguan Jiusu, and he looked at the thunderclouds as he muttered, “After tonight, the world will revere me as Emperor. Spirit Sovereign Yan, you will die a horrible death.”
His words caused Shangguan Jiusu’s eyes to widen.
Spirit Sovereign Yan! The evil god of the Upper Realm, the mortal realm’s greatest enemy.
He wanted to kill Spirit Sovereign Yan?
Shangguan Jiusu rubbed his eyes and looked over closely, and he suddenly found that Zhou Xuanji’s figure indeed seemed incredibly familiar.
“Just who is he?” Shangguan Jiusu wondered, looking incredibly curious. At that moment, the thunderclouds suddenly separated and a pair of brilliant eyes appeared, even bigger than the moon.