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e Pingjiang dynasty, he and heixiu would have to give it to him obediently.
As his heart was enveloped by a dense cloud, ping xinghun’s spiritual will carefully scanned the small world of his sacred art again.
Finally, not far from ping Xiu, he sensed an aura that made his Dao heart unstable.
“This is …” “The legendary … God’s power!” Ping xinghun had never come into contact with deities before.
As an existence at the sea of consciousness realm, he could come into contact with ten thousand Arts and comprehend by analogy.
He was also the old ancestor who had ruled the Pingjiang dynasty for an era.
Naturally, he knew many secrets that ordinary people had no way of knowing.
For example, in many dynasties, the ritual used for sacrifices was to inherit the way of the ancient gods.
As for the Tribulation stage, one of the ten major stages of cultivation, the word ‘divine fire’ was derived from the divine path’s dharmic formulation.
Lighting up the divine fire meant that it would never be extinguished.
However, according to what ping xinghun knew, the gods had long since disappeared from this world.
Why did a God suddenly appear? What made ping xinghun’s heart sink the most was, what was the purpose of this God for coming here? What did he want from pingxiu? As he thought of ping Xiu, ping xinghun suddenly recalled the few times he had detected traces of ping Xiu.
Although he had always been very secretive in his cultivation of the divine Dao during his peaceful days, he had never seen anyone like him.
However, ping xinghun was the old ancestor of the ping Jiang dynasty.
How could he hide anything from him? Ping xinghun had already discovered it almost at the moment he started cultivating.
After secretly observing for a while, he realized that not only did ping Xiu not have any problems, but he also advanced at a lightning speed.
Only then did he relax and let ping Xiu cultivate.
And now, could this deity be related to the divine Dao technique that ping Xiu cultivated? As ping xinghun was filled with doubt, he did not notice that when Yi kun was looking behind him, he seemed to have seen something unbelievable.
At the same time, Yin Kun’s eyes widened.
Then, from the bottom of his eyes, layers of anger surged.
And when that anger accumulated to the extreme.
“Young master Liang!” A furious roar exploded out from Yi kun’s throat.
After hearing the news of Yin Zhiping’s death, Yin Kun had mobilized all the forces that the Pingjiang dynasty had planted in the Monet dynasty.
In the shortest time possible, he obtained information on the murderer of his beloved son.
When the Monet dynasty was building the ancestral hall for gongzi Liang … In front of Yi kun’s study and bed, there was also a portrait.
The person in the portrait was the murderer who killed his beloved son, Suan ni gongzi Liang! As for the appearance of the culprit who killed his son, Yi kun had long since imprinted it into the deepest part of his mind.
In her dreams, she even dreamed that her most beloved ping ‘er had died a tragic death at the hands of that face.
After he woke up, he drew a stroke on the picture.
At this moment, when he saw the enemy who had appeared in his dreams countless times appear in front of him alive … How could Yi kun suppress it? The moment he roared, he was like an angry lion.
He summoned his tribulation passing realm cultivation and rushed forward.
Ping xinghun was worried as he pondered about the problem of the gods in the magical small world.
He was suddenly jolted awake by Yin Kun’s shout and was about to scold him.
When he suddenly saw Gong Ziliang standing there, he was taken aback.
Immediately.
Ping xinghun seemed to recall something as he took out a portrait from his chest.