But this young man named Qihuang is also ignorant.

He didn't know anything, and he didn't even know the simplest common sense.

Although he is tall and has the ability of unpredictable gods and ghosts, he is simply like a young child.

People from [Nei Ming Sect] learned from Qihuang.

He had lived in a huge palace before this.

But he was the only one in this palace, and no one else could enter.

Only a guqin and a few puppets could stay by his side.

Qihuang felt very lonely.

And he no longer knows how long this loneliness lasted.

It was not until one day that a door appeared in front of him that he accidentally broke into the [Yanwu Continent].

...

Because of the existence of Qihuang, the strength of [Netherworld Sect] has grown year by year.

More and more sects and families are beginning to move closer to [Netherworld Sect].

Because Qihuang's existence is not only a powerful deterrence and protection.

It can bring them incredible power.

That is to help them practice.

The warriors on the Martial Arts Continent have no spiritual roots, so they don’t know that the moment the Gate of the Sky was briefly opened, the energy structure between heaven and earth had undergone tremendous changes.

Countless spiritual powers poured into this world.

It’s just that they have no spiritual roots and cannot absorb these spiritual powers, so they didn’t discover them.

But Qihuang can help them.

Qihuang dripped his blood into the rivers and seas, and turned the pure energy in his body into sweet rain and landed on earth.

Gradually, humans on the Yanwu Continent began to have spiritual roots, although they were only the most complicated four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots.

People are full of gratitude and awe for Qihuang.

Qihuang was also happy about the changes he had brought about by these many creatures.

He was like a child, who made his beloved toy with mud.

My heart is full of curiosity, love and expectation.

However, Qihuang didn't know that human hearts were the most unpredictable and insatiable thing in this world.

As time goes by, the group of people who were most grateful to Qihuang who were loyal to him and died of old age.

A new generation grows up and grows older.

Day after day, year after year.

The longest life span of low-level monks is only hundreds of years. No matter how hard they try, they will die uncontrollably.

But Qihuang won't.

Only that person is always so young and so powerful.

He is like a god, high above, awe-inspiring, but also envious and jealous.

Qihuang won’t grow old, why do they die if they grow old?

Qihuang is so powerful, why can their strength always stay at the low level?

Qihuang has so much, why can't he give them more?

Such thoughts accumulate in human minds over and over again, and gradually, the worship and gratitude of the past has turned into resentment and resentment.

The cold poisonous snake entrenched in their hearts, spitting out fishy poisonous letters.

More and more people began to gather together in the dark to form an alliance that could not be seen.

They carefully explored the origin and secrets of Qihuang.

Waiting for an opportunity to pull the high gods off the altar.

Finally, after hundreds of years of hard work, someone accidentally discovered Qihuang's fatal weakness.

When Qihuang came to the martial arts continent, there was only one thing around him except for a piece of clothing.

It was a black guqin.

And they learned from Qihuang's leaked words that this guqin was connected to Qihuang's soul.
Chapter completed!