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The Venerable Swordsman-Chapter 744 - Ye Xuan’s Origin!
Chapter 744 Ye Xuan’s Origin!
Divine punishment!
Ye Xuan was stunned.
What the hell was that red light?
He hurriedly took out a mirror. When he saw the word ‘sin’ between his eyebrows, he froze again.
Sin?
Ye Xuan looked at Jian Zizai in front of him. Jian Zizai shrugged and said, “I don’t know what it is!”
At this time, Master Xuanhuang suddenly appeared beside Ye Xuan with a grave face, “This is divine punishment!”
Ye Xuan frowned slightly, “Divine punishment? What the hell is it?”
Master Xuanhuang looked at Ye Xuan, “It means that you are the one gods want to punish! Only gods can impose the divine punishment on someone, so you have been targeted by a god!”
He was targeted by a god!
Ye Xuan asked in a deep voice, “Who?”
Master Xuanhuang shook her head, “I don’t know. However, since he is a god, he can’t be weak.”
Speaking of this, she paused and said, “Where is the woman in plain dress?”
The woman in plain dress!
In Master Xuanhuang’s opinion, only the woman in plain dress was a match for the God Palace!
Ye Xuan shook his head, “I can’t depend on her for everything! I’ll face this myself!”
He also wanted the woman in plain dress to appear, because the God Palace was really powerful, but he knew that he could not depend on her for everything! Moreover, his intuition told him that the woman in plain dress might be doing something big!
Anyway, he just wanted to rely on himself!
Just then, Master Xuanhuang suddenly said, “The legendary gods are going to show up!”
Ye Xuan looked at Master Xuanhuang, “What are the legendary gods?”
Master Xuanhuang shook her head, “I don’t know! They are too mysterious! Our Founder once contacted them, and then he disappeared!”
Ye Xuan frowned slightly, “He was killed by them?”
Master Xuanhuang said in a soft tone, “I don’t know! Our Founder was very powerful back then... If the God Palace could kill him easily, those gods would be incredibly powerful.”
Ye Xuan kept silent.
Gods!
Ye Xuan looked up into the starry sky. How many unknown strong men were in the vast sky?
Along the way, he found that the stronger he was, the smaller he felt he was!
At present, he was only in the Four Dimensions World. There was the Five Dimensions World out there!
Thinking of this, he suddenly looked at Yan Jia, “Miss Yan, are there the Six Dimensions World and Seven Dimensions World?”
The Six Dimensions World?
Everyone looked at Yan Jia.
Was there the Six Dimensions World?
Yan Jia said in a deep voice, “You don’t even understand the Four Dimensions World. Why do you worry about the Five Dimensions World and Six Dimensions World?”
Speaking of this, she looked at Ye Xuan, “Especially you. Whether you can get out of the Four Dimensions World alive is a problem. Why do you worry about other worlds?”
Ye Xuan was speechless.
Jian Zizai suddenly said, “Yan Jia is right. One shouldn’t worry about things that he couldn’t deal with.”
Then she looked at Ye Xuan, “Be careful. I’ll find out what the gods are and meet them by the way!”
Ye Xuan nodded, “Be careful!”
Jian Zizai laughed, “Don’t worry. Only the owners of the three swords on the top of the tower can kill me so far.”
With that, she disappeared from the spot.
The owners of the three swords on the top of the tower!
Ye Xuan kept silent for a moment on the spot and then said, “Let’s go!”
Soon, they left.
...
After they left, a woman looked down coldly in front of the heavenly gate in the distant Cangqiong Realm.
It was the white-haired woman!
At this moment, the white-haired woman looked cold and her eyes were like sharp blades.
An old man was standing beside her. He was wearing a long robe with various mysterious runes. These runes were of different colors, strange and rotating, and contained mysterious forces.
He was the God Master of the God Palace!
God Master!
It was a profession that had almost disappeared from the Xuanhuang World. To be precise, no forces had God Masters in the Xuanhuang World except the God Palace!
At this time, the white-haired woman suddenly asked, “God Master Zhang, what is the origin of Ye Xuan? He is quite mysterious!”
God Master Zhang kept silent.
The white-haired woman looked at God Master Zhang and said, “Even you can’t find out his origin?”
God Master Zhang said in a soft tone, “I’ve found some information about him!”
The white-haired woman said, “Go ahead!”
God Master Zhang spread his palm, and a mirror appeared in it. The next moment, a scene appeared in the mirror.
It was in an unknown world. In the sky, countless monsters flew by. Thunderbolts kept striking down from the sky, and the whole earth trembled.
The white-haired woman frowned suddenly, “It’s the Ancient Demon Sect!”
God Master Zhang nodded, “Go on watching it!”
The white-haired woman stared at the mirror, and the scene suddenly changed,
In a mountain range, a little boy of only seven or eight years old was running with a dirty-faced little girl on his back. The little boy’s shoes were broken. His feet were covered with wounds, and blood had dyed his feet red.
Over their heads, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and countless supernatural beasts flew by. Currents of pressure and powerful supernatural beasts swept across the earth. It was like the end of the world.
The little boy carried the little girl to a narrow fissure in the mountain. The fissure was only large enough for them.
The little boy wiped the sweat on his face, holding the little girl tightly, and said in a trembling voice, “Qing, don’t be afraid... I am here!”
He didn’t realize that his voice was trembling.
The little girl held the little boy’s arm tightly with her small hands. She looked out through the fissure. Thunderbolts flashed in the sky outside, and huge monsters flew by from time to time.
The little girl whispered, “Brother... what are those thunderbolts? And those flying things. Why do they eat people?”
The little boy took a look at the sky. Thunderbolts struck down from time to time. Every time a thunderbolt landed, a deafening explosion would be heard, and the whole world was shaking.
The little boy swallowed and his voice trembled harder, “Well, those thunderbolts... Daddy said that they were the punishment the god imposed on us...”
“Punishment?”
The little girl looked at the little boy with a puzzled look, “Why? Did we do anything wrong?”
The little boy held the little girl tightly, sobbing, “Dad... Dad said, if the gods want us to die, we’ll die... Dad and mom are both dead. We must survive...”
The little girl turned her head to look at the world outside the fissure with some confusion in her small eyes.
Did she do anything wrong?
Why did the gods want to punish her?
Outside the fissure, the heaven and the earth were covered by countless thunderbolts, and all kinds of monsters were flying. It was simply a living purgatory.
In the fissure, the two children hugged each other tightly and trembled.
At night.
The little girl held the little boy tightly, “Brother, I... I’m hungry.”
The little boy quickly took out half of a steamed bread and handed it to the little girl, “Eat this”
The little girl bit it. As if thinking of something, she handed it to the little boy, “You should also eat...”
The little boy pursed his lips, and then forced a smile on his pale face, “I’ve eaten... Just eat it.”
He patted his stomach to show he was full.
The little girl believed it.
Midnight.
Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside the fissure as before. Supernatural beasts roared from time to time and countless screams reverberated through the earth.
The little boy held the little girl tightly in the fissure. He said in a weak voice, “Qing... Qing... I remember you like practicing swords!”
The little girl nodded and hugged the little boy, “I want to protect you, dad, and mom...”
The little boy wept.
But the little girl in the dark did not see that.
The little boy gently kissed the little girl on the forehead, “Qing... If you get stronger in the future, you... must protect... people who are... as weak as us. If someone could have... protected our mom and dad, they wouldn’t... have been killed. And you must kill... those gods. They are... so bad. I’m... so hungry.”
It dawned.
The little boy was motionless and cold all over, but he was still holding the little girl tightly.
An hour later, the little girl buried the little boy in the fissure. Her tears kept streaming down in front of the fissure.
The next day, the little girl got up. She turned and walked out of the mountain. On the way, she met some bodies. She went to one of the bodies and took a sword from it. She held the sword in her hands and looked at it with indifferent and cold eyes, which were not consistent with her age, “You will be Xingtao Sword and enforce justice on behalf of Heaven with me.”
Then the little girl walked out of the mountain with the sword...
The scene stopped.
The white-haired woman narrowed her eyes slightly in front of the heavenly gate, “Ye Xuan was the little boy?”
God Master Zhang said in a deep voice, “The little girl is the most important!”
The white-haired woman looked at God Master Zhang, “That little girl was the woman in plain dress?”
God Master Zhang nodded, “Keep watching.
The white-haired woman looked at the mirror, and the scene changed again.
Many years later, a woman in plain dress was standing in front of the same fissure.
She stood silently in front of it with her tears streaming down...