1389 Strange Hand
He heard from Ekel that Zhan Jiuxiao was severely injured in the Demon Subduing War a thousand years ago and was in a coma. He almost died.
Thinking of what Prime Emperor Yu Tian had said that day, he suspected that the current Zhan Jiuxiao wasn’t his good friend at all, but a great fiendish cultivator in a different body.
If Prime Emperor Yu Tian’s guess was reasonable, the most suitable opportunity for such a powerful fiendish cultivator to possess Zhan Jiuxiao was to find a time when Zhan Jiuxiao was seriously injured and his self-awareness was at its weakest.
Not only did Yu Huang think of this, but Sheng Xiao and Ye Qingyang also thought of this.
!!The three of them looked at each other tacitly. After Yu Huang nodded at Sheng Xiao, Sheng Xiao asked Professor Ekel, “Professor, you just said that Prime Emperor Jiuxiao was seriously injured in the Demon Subduing War a thousand years ago. What happened?”
Ekel muttered, “What else could it be? More than 1,150 years ago, a super fiendish cultivator with an extremely terrifying cultivation level appeared in the Divine Miracle Continent. He caused trouble and caused the people to live in misery. Even if the two of you don’t know about this, Ye Qingyang should have heard about it, right?”
Ekel looked at Ye Qingyang.
Nodding his head, Ye Qingyang said in detail, “All the cultivation worlds of the super Great Worlds and the Great World have said this before. The battle more than 1,000 years ago was called the darkest period of the Cang Lang Continent. No one remembers the name of that great fiendish cultivator, but everyone calls him the great fiendish cultivator.”
To all the living beings in the world, the name of a fiendish cultivator wasn’t important. What was important was that he was a fiendish cultivator.
“His strength was quite terrifying. In just two months, he ruled over almost all the major families and factions in the Cang Lang Continent and even forced them to submit to him.”
“It’s said that during that period of time, black flags that rose in the wind and fluttered in the wind could be seen everywhere on the Cang Lang Continent. At that time, the people were in a dire situation. Everyone was afraid of the ferocious great fiendish cultivator, but no one dared to disobey him. When they saw him, they had to kneel down respectfully and bow down to him. I heard that during those years, only Cang Lang Academy was spared from this calamity. Even the War G.o.d Clan was almost reduced to becoming a subject of the great fiendish cultivator.”
“That’s right.” Ekel nodded heavily as he said, “At that time, Cang Lang Academy was saved from this calamity because we were in an independent world outside the desolate place. However, none of the students in the outer academy were cowards. When the great fiendish cultivator attacked the outer academy, all the students, be it freshmen or uppercla.s.smen, be it talented big shots or mediocre people, raised their swords against the enemy…”
“The great fiendish cultivators carried the heads of the outstanding students of the outer academy and went to the families of the students to demonstrate their might and force those families to submit obediently. Some n.o.ble families refused to submit and drew their swords to resist, but they were all mercilessly exterminated by the great fiendish cultivators. Most major families chose to submit and surrender.”
Recalling the past, Ekel felt as if he saw the sorrowful scene of blood flowing like a river in the outer academy once again.
Ekel shook his head repeatedly as he lamented, “That day, nearly ten thousand teachers and students of the outer academy died or were injured. Their blood flowed down the long stairs, flowed across the square, and dyed the gra.s.sland outside the academy’s entrance red. That was the most sorrowful day in the history of Cang Lang Academy. Later, in order to commemorate the students who sacrificed themselves that day and the survivors who fought to the death in battle, the academy specifically established a ‘Hero Day’.”
“Every year, on Hero Day, Cang Lang Academy, regardless of whether it’s the inner academy or the outer academy, will mourn for their deceased uppercla.s.smen and professors.”
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room felt heavy-hearted.
Yu Huang and Sheng Xiao couldn’t help but think of the blood and tears that the Holy Spirit Continent had paid to deal with the undead of Holy Spirit Goldfeather.
Every chaotic world had its own painful past.
Since ancient times, the people of the world had shed blood and tears to pacify the chaotic world and obtain peace.
The atmosphere in the office instantly became sorrowful.
Ye Qingyang seemed to feel a cold ghost energy lingering around him. When he suddenly raised his head and grabbed at the void, he actually grabbed a hand from the void!
When Ekel, Yu Huang, and the others saw this scene, they were all shocked.
Ye Qingyang held the hand tightly to grab it back from the void, but the hand instantly disappeared completely.
Seeing this, Ye Qingyang frowned slightly, while Ekel shouted in shock, “What is that?!” Ekel had never known that there was such a thing in his office.
Ye Qingyang looked in the direction where the hand had appeared and disappeared as he said in a low voice, “That’s because his obsession is too deep and he’s unwilling to enter reincarnation, nor is he willing to enter the Undead Continent, but he’s not an undead accepted by this world. Such undead are often evil spirits with powerful cultivation levels and the cause of death is filled with conspiracy.”
“There are good and bad evil spirits. Bad evil spirits aren’t accepted by this world, so they can only hide.” After a pause, Ye Qingyang continued, “Of course, this is only a theory I came up with myself.”
Ye Qingyang looked outside the window as he said thoughtfully, “Ever since it was born, the three thousand worlds have been able to accommodate demon beasts, civilians, and beast tamers, but it can’t accommodate the undead that no longer have the status of beast tamers.”
“This feels like…” Ye Qingyang couldn’t find an accurate adjective.
Yu Huang seemed to have telepathy with him. She said for Ye Qingyang, “The three thousand worlds cultivate the Spiritual Energy Dao. As for the extremely powerful phantoms that exist outside the body of a Beast Tamer, because they don’t cultivate the Spiritual Energy Dao, they aren’t accommodated by the three thousand worlds.”
“But even if they are not accommodated by the three thousand worlds, their existence is real and reasonable. Without a place to stay, they can only exist in an illusory world that we can’t see.”
Yu Huang stared at Ye Qingyang with a serious gaze as she said, “Perhaps your existence is for the sake of building a home that can accept those extremely powerful phantoms who have nowhere to go.”
“In that case, you have your Dao.”
And those who could cultivate their own Dao were also creators in a sense!
After Ye Qingyang heard Yu Huang’s words, he suddenly felt enlightened. He nodded heavily and said, “That’s right, that’s what I meant and the hand I grabbed just now was the undead floating above the three thousand worlds.”
Staring at the place where the phantom hand disappeared, Ye Qingyang frowned and revealed a puzzled expression. “I just don’t know who the owner of this hand is and what kind of powerful obsession he has to successfully pa.s.s through the barrier of the three thousand worlds and reach out to me for help.”
Upon hearing this, Ekel pursed his lips and complained, “Ask you for help? You’re a ghostly cultivator with dense ghost energy. As if you can become a savior?”