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"This son actually knelt down and kowtowed to the emperor's corpse. Could it be that he has obtained its inheritance?"

Zhou Ziyi's eyes flickered, and his face was full of surprise.

"Can't be wrong."

Wei Zhongsheng narrowed his eyes and nodded affirmatively.

Martial artists practice against the sky, so they are not afraid of the sky or respect the earth. Except for their relatives and teachers, they will never kneel and worship others at will.

And since Yang Xuan bowed to the emperor's corpse, he must have obtained the inheritance of the emperor. Even if it was not an inheritance, he definitely got some kind of secret treasure from the emperor's corpse.

"No matter what he got, take him down later and force him out."

Chu Bufan's voice was very loud, and he was not afraid of being heard by Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan looked sad, his eyes were red, and he ignored Chu Bufan's words.

"Would you like to take him down now?"

"Don't worry, the emperor's corpse is a little weird. Once we get close, or make a move, we may suffer a huge calamity."

"Then wait a little longer, I don't believe he will stay beside the emperor's corpse all the time."

Chu Bufan and the three talked through voice transmission, but none of them acted rashly.

"Master, you go well all the way, if there is an afterlife, you will be able to become a true immortal of martial arts."

Yang Xuan muttered to himself and looked deeply at Fengshen Langjun in front of him. Although his whole body had lost his vitality, he was still majestic and graceful.

"Master?"

The three of Chu Bufan looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

Although they had already guessed that Yang Xuan had obtained the inheritance of the Great Emperor, they were still unable to calm down when they heard Yang Xuan calling the other party's master.

How precious is the inheritance of an ancient emperor, which is not available to ordinary warriors, and since Yang Xuan obtained it, it proves that his talent is extraordinary and his potential is extraordinary.

"This kid is not easy, no wonder Brother Chu failed to capture him in the Land of Storms before."

Zhou Ziyi said with emotion.

"Humph!"

Chu Bufan let out a cold snort from his nose, showing a displeased look on his face.

When Zhou Ziyi saw this, he just smiled and said nothing more.

He knew what Chu Bufan's temper was, and it would be strange if the old guy didn't have sex with him.

"Master, the disciple has been offended."

Here, Yang Xuan pleaded guilty, first brushing the dust off Fengshen Langjun with his hands, and then solemnly putting away his remains.

Taking away the remains is nothing but taking Fengshen Langjun away.

After leaving the Imperial Pagoda, Yang Xuan had to take time to visit the Great World of Hongmeng, find a place where Feng Shui treasures, and bury Fengshen Langjun properly.

Fengshen Langjun was born in the great world of Hongmeng. Although he is dead now, he cannot be allowed to die in a foreign land.

As for where to be buried, Yang Xuan already knew.

Yes, right next to the tombstone.

Although he hadn't read the words on the tombstone clearly before, Yang Xuan firmly remembered the environment around the tombstone, and he must be able to find it after some time in Hongmeng World.

"This son touched the emperor's corpse with his hands and was unharmed!"

Zhou Ziyi's eyelids twitched.

The strength of the ancient emperor is so tyrannical, even if his body is dead and his soul disappears, there is only one corpse left, and it is difficult for warriors below the emperor to approach, not to mention that Yang Xuan only has the cultivation base of the third level of life and death.

But it was this kid who touched the emperor's corpse with his hands and didn't die, and even put the emperor's corpse into a storage ring.

"Why are you so surprised, since this son has his inheritance, then nothing will happen."

Chu Bufan said coldly, looking at Yang Xuan with greed eyes, as if he was looking at a humanoid treasure house.

"Boy, did you get the inheritance of the Great Emperor?"

At this moment, Wei Zhongsheng, who had not spoken for a long time, asked, but there was a faint vigilance in his eyes.

For some reason, he always felt that Yang Xuan was very evil.

"What about you, is your kid dumb?"

Zhou Ziyi scolded.

"Who, come and fight me first?"

This was Yang Xuan's answer. His voice was not loud, but he had a cold murderous intent, which shocked Chu Yang, Zhou Wen, and Wei Qingshu, who had just fallen from the abyss.

It is unimaginable that Yang Xuan dared to call Zhan Zhizun.

A young boy in the third stage of the Fate and Falling Realm threatened to fight with the Supreme. If this matter spreads, it will be laughable and generous, and he will be scolded for being overly capable and hitting the stone with the egg.

But now that they have heard it with their own ears, and saw Yang Xuan's fighting spirit soaring into the sky, they are not allowed to believe it.

"What did you say?"

Chu Bufan was born with a hot temper, and he exploded all of a sudden.

"Hehe, interesting, is this the legendary young and frivolous?"

"Boy, I don't know where you got your confidence, but you have to see it clearly. There are three Supremes standing opposite you, the Supremes who can crush you with bare hands."

Zhou Ziyi and Wei Zhongsheng laughed, with great anger in their voices and awe-inspiring murderous intent.

Dignified and supreme, his status is so prominent, in the ancient continent, he belongs to the existence that others look up to, but right now, there is a junior warrior who is arrogant and wants to fight them.