I Have Countless Legendary Swords!

Chapter 551 - Being Reborn Again

Chapter 551: Chapter 551 – Being Reborn Again

Hearing Heavenly Lord Xuantie’s words, Old Ancestor Hongshi’s expression greatly changed. He gnashed his teeth and said, “How can you harm an entire world’s creatures over a battle between Heavenly Saints?”

Heavenly Lord Xuantie laughed and said, “Sage Daojing has already run. Are you going to let me take out my anger on you?”

His laugh was incredibly cold.

He had just come out of closed-door cultivation and found that his treasure had been taken away by someone, and the disciples guarding it had all disappeared.

As soon as he divined it, he knew who had done it.

Old Ancestor Hongshi sighed and said, “You also did this to me in the past. Using your own words, don’t be a sore loser.”

Heavenly Lord Xuantie’s expression was unsightly, not knowing how to reply.

Meteors wildly smashed into the Wanshen Great Thousand, and Old Ancestor Hongshi immediately acted, destroying the incoming meteors.

He had promised Sage Daojing to protect the Wanshen Great Thousand; how could he allow Heavenly Lord Xuantie to destroy the Wanshen Great Thousand?

“Since it’s like this, Old Ancestor Hongshi, let’s do some sparring!” Heavenly Lord Xuantie said in a low voice as he pointed his iron staff at Old Ancestor Hongshi.

Old Ancestor Hongshi gritted his teeth and said, “Very well!”

The two Heavenly Saints turned and dove into the Void, preparing to fight.

Soon, a shockwave that could be seen by the naked eye blasted out from the depths of the universe, sweeping through countless stars.

Zhou Xuanji, who was hurrying towards the Wanshen Great Thousand, could not dodge it in time. He was hit by the shockwave from the battle between Heavenly Saints, causing him to be instantly blasted apart.

He hurriedly used the Celestial Demon Rebirth Technique, and he escaped as quickly as he could.

“That fellow was...” Old Ancestor Hongshi’s expression was strange. He had accidentally killed Sage Daojing’s precious genius.

A look of fury appeared in his eyes.

He had been preparing to take in Zhou Xuanji.

...

“You madman! You’re a disgrace to Heavenly Saints!” Old Ancestor Hongshi roared as his aura exploded out. He madly slammed his palms towards Heavenly Lord Xuantie, and massive red palms that were bigger than stars continuously slammed towards Heavenly Lord Xuantie.

Heavenly Lord Xuantie swung his iron staff, blocking all of these attacks.

“What’s with this fellow?” Heavenly Lord Xuantie felt quite confused. Old Ancestor Hongshi had seemed quite awkward before, but he instantly became enraged as if he had killed his son.

...

Countless meteors suddenly descended on the Wanshen Great Thousand, blasting apart the land and oceans. The bigger sects were fine, as they could use magic formations to defend, but the other Sects, Kingdoms, and Dynasties could not bear it.

The Divine Cliff was also blasted by the meteors. Their magic formation could not bear it at all, and many of their floating islands were destroyed; the impact was incredibly strong.

Fortunately, there were not that many meteors in this area, so the Divine Cliff was not annihilated.

Yang Yutian floated among the dust-covered sky. He looked up, a look of confusion on his face.

What the hell had happened?

He had thought that there were enemies targeting the Divine Cliff, but he did not realize that the entire Wanshen Great Thousand was being targeted.

Even the various powerful beings’ residences in the 33 heavens were affected.

The world fell into chaos!

At the boundary of the Center God Province, Gu Tianxia shrugged aside the rock on top of him, and he looked at the boy below him as he asked, “Are you alright?”

The boy looked around seven or eight years old. His face was covered with dust and grime, and he held back his tears as he replied, “I’m fine.”

Gu Tianxia picked him up and rushed into the sky, coming above the clouds.

The two of them looked about. The land was enveloped with flames, and there were countless craters from the meteors. The remaining forests were burning with massive flames, and the scene looked like the apocalypse.

“Just what is going on?” Gu Tianxia frowned as he looked towards the sky. He could feel a very powerful might above the 33rd heaven.

...

There were powerful beings fighting!

The falling meteors drew the attention of many powerful beings. They flew out to check on the situation, and seeing Old Ancestor Hongshi and Heavenly Lord Xuantie fighting in the distance, they hurriedly hid back in the Wanshen Great Thousand in fear.

Soon, everyone in the Wanshen Great Thousand fell into fear. There was a Heavenly Saint acting against the Wanshen Great Thousand?

The various races retreated to their own independent worlds, no longer daring to continue fighting in the Wanshen Great Thousand.

...

Under the blue sky, a shooting star suddenly flew past.

The shooting star quickly descended, and it landed in front of a set of mountain gates.

The light disappeared and a naked baby boy was revealed. He lay on the ground, looking gloomily up at the sky.

It was the reborn Zhou Xuanji.

What the hell just happened?

He did not even know what was going on when he had almost been annihilated both in body and spirit.

No matter how profound his mental state was, he could not help but feel depressed. He took out a set of white clothes and covered his body.

He deeply breathed in and prepared to leave.

At that moment, a little monk with a basket on his back suddenly walked up. Seeing Zhou Xuanji, he stared for a moment before hurriedly running over.

He looked only ten or so years old, and his eyes were quite small, making him look quite simple. He examined Zhou Xuanji and felt quite delighted. He looked around and muttered, “Who left such a cute child here?”

It was not the first time he had encountered an orphan because he himself was an orphan.

He shouted for a while, asking if anyone knew where this child came from, and seeing that there was no one else, he picked up Zhou Xuanji and left.

Zhou Xuanji did not resist. His strength would return quickly, so it would be good for him to experience living in the mortal world again.

It had been a long time since he had lived a mortal life.

The time of one incense stick later, the little monk brought Zhou Xuanji to a wooden house. He placed Zhou Xuanji on a bed and muttered, “Teacher’s not here again. Ai, looks like I’ll have to cut firewood again today.”

After saying this, he poured a bowl of water and fed Zhou Xuanji some before leaving.

Zhou Xuanji lay on the bed as he thought to himself.

Someone who could easily destroy his body was definitely an existence on the level of a Heavenly Saint or the Primordial Ancestor’s enemy.

However, he had not used those eyes, so how could he attract the Primordial Ancestor’s enemies? As such, he deduced that it was a Heavenly Saint.

Could it be that there was a Heavenly Saint who had a grudge against the Wanshen Great Thousand?

Zhou Xuanji sent his mind into the 24 Rank Deep Black Lotus. Within the world in the lotus, he was like a god, and he could communicate with every creature with his mind.

He found Jiang Xue and asked about the situation. Hearing that it was indeed a battle between Heavenly Saints outside the Wanshen Great Thousand, he sank into deep thought.

It seemed that Sage Daojing had not properly wiped his bottom before leaving.

He did not tell Jiang Xue of his current situation.

He would recover his strength in ten years at most; there was no need to worry about her.

Just like that, he began to live with the little monk.

The little monk had a teacher. He was quite fat and was 40 or 50 years old. He drank good wine every day and was not like a monk at all.

Their relationship was very much like Jiang Xue and her grandmother; the older one was just a burden to the younger one.

In the blink of an eye, one year passed.

The little monk was shocked to see this boy grow so quickly.

“Little Ya, looks like your background is not simple. Do you come from one of those big clans?” the little monk picked up Zhou Xuanji as he asked out of curiosity.

This was another Great Thousand World. As for what it was called, the little monk and old monk did not know. After all, they were just mortals.

Being held in the air by the little monk, Zhou Xuanji rolled his eyes and said, “Don’t call me Little Ya.”

The little monk laughed and wanted to hug him, but Zhou Xuanji squirmed out of his grasp.