Chapter 2399

Right now, Within Jun Xiaoyao could not break this sealing formation.

But with the loss of this Heavenly Dao Staff, the entire sealing formation began to become unstable.

The Empress's remains had an aura that was too terrifying.

Even without consciousness, just its instinctive power was enough to make the entire sealing formation shake.

"I suppose Monk Wenhui is coming too; Chen Xuan, you should carry this pot well."

Within Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, and a crystal was in his hand.

It was precisely a Recording Stone.

It recorded the scene of Chen Xuan before.

Of course, Within Jun Xiaoyao didn't want to expose Chen Xuan's identity as the Xuan-Yi Imperial Teacher, because this would cause some incalculable situations.

So Within Jun Xiaoyao only recorded the scene when the Heavenly Dao Staff broke out of the seal.

And the scene when Chen Xuan wanted to take it.

Although this might not be able to completely determine Chen Xuan's guilt.

But it was definitely uncomfortable for him.

The so-called Son of Luck is like a spring; only by pressing harder can one bounce higher.

"Chen Xuan, I'm doing this to let you grow up quickly; it's for your own good, so don't blame me."

Within Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

In fact, this Chen Xuan, and the previous Lu Yuan, in Within Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, didn't even count as opponents by a long shot.

They were just leeks and pawns.

What Within Jun Xiaoyao really cared about was that they both possessed that mysterious seal.

Only the cause and effect behind that mysterious seal might involve a truly big fish.

"Could it be the so-called true Heavenly Emperor's successor?"

Within Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

If so, then that Heavenly Emperor's successor was a bit smart and different from some of his previous opponents.

They were not standing in the front, but chose to be behind the scenes, using the Son of Luck as a pawn to observe the situation in secret.

"No matter what, I will eventually find out."

Within Jun Xiaoyao's figure disappeared from where he was and left this place.

And at about the same time.

In another place.

Monk Wenhui, having shaken off the Blood Demon King that was chasing him before, was on his way to the bottom of the Dead Sea eye.

However, he suddenly felt a vibration; the entire Dead Sea seemed to be trembling, and a monstrous aura was surging.

"Not good!"

Monk Wenhui's expression was startled, and he accelerated, turning into a golden divine rainbow and fleeing into the air.

At the same time, on the edge of the Dead Sea.

Some forces' cultivators also arrived here, but the number was not large.

Among them was Xia Guiwan.

As the Crown Prince of the Great Xia, her strength was not weak; although she had not reached the Quasi-Emperor level, it was not far off.

Most importantly, she had awakened the Heavenly Mandate Mysterious Bird luck.

This kind of luck would protect her in the dark; even in such a battlefield, she had not encountered too much danger.

"Did Xiaoyao enter under the Dead Sea?"

All the way here, Xia Guiwan had not seen Within Jun Xiaoyao's figure.

But just at this moment.

The Dead Sea suddenly stirred up wind and waves, the blood-colored tide slapped the sky, and an aura that was terrifying to the extreme shook the heavens.

This fluctuation spread out, causing countless living beings on the entire battlefield to lose their voices.

"It's the Empress's aura!"

Some Blood Clan beings couldn't help but exclaim, their eyes filled with fanatical worship.

And the cultivators of the Origin Universe were all shocked.

"This is..."

When Xia Guiwan sensed this aura.

She suddenly had some kind of reaction, her primordial spirit stinging, her soul shaking.

She felt an inexplicable power surging in her body, her blood seemed to become hot, and there was a burning sensation on her back.

It felt as if a red-hot branding iron was pressed against her back.

But Xia Guiwan was not an ordinary person after all, and she did not show an overly abnormal state, just slightly frowning her willow eyebrows.

At the same time, far away at Dongling Temple.

Deep in the temple, in an ancient Zen hall.

An old monk wearing old monk robes sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, meditating.

At a certain moment, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes.

In his pair of turbid old eyes, it seemed as if golden lotus flowers were blooming, carrying a sense of auspiciousness.

"Not good."

Golden Buddhist light rose from the old monk's body, permeating a mysterious meaning, and the space rippled with waves.

His figure instantly blurred and disappeared from where he was.

This was precisely one of the six supernatural powers of Buddhism, the Divine Foot Ability.

The so-called Divine Foot Ability was not the kind of footwork in the literal sense.

But a powerful Buddhist supernatural power that was free from obstacles, followed one's heart, and traveled through the heavens.

Of course, ordinary Buddhist cultivators found it difficult to cultivate to this realm.

But this old monk was different.

He was the abbot of Dongling Temple, the Lotus Buddha Saint, whose lifelong cultivation had achieved creation; although he had not reached the level of the Dongling Buddha Emperor, he was not far behind.

At the bottom of the Dead Sea eye.

"Who is plotting against me!"

Chen Xuan let out a loud shout and woke up.

His face was pale, there were still bloodstains at the corners of his mouth, his forehead bone was in severe pain, as if it were about to split open.

His primordial spirit was even impacted; if it weren't for the protection of the Three-Life Reincarnation Seal, he would have been gone eight times out of ten.

"Who exactly is it!?"

Chen Xuan's lips trembled, his liver hurt from anger, his internal organs were trembling, and his blood seemed to be about to be burned out by anger.

Logically speaking, no one should have known his purpose for this trip, and no one would have thought he would come to take the Heavenly Dao Staff.

And now, the Heavenly Dao Staff was gone, so it was naturally snatched away by the person who plotted against him.

"Who is it..."

Chen Xuan kept thinking in his mind.

But he couldn't think of anyone.

Although the other Grass Hut disciples often mocked him on weekdays.

But precisely because of this, they wouldn't notice him, let alone follow him.

"Right..."

Chen Xuan suddenly thought of the young man in white who came to the Grass Hut with Xia Guiwan that day.

That was Within Jun Xiaoyao.

At that time, Chen Xuan felt a faint threat from Within Jun Xiaoyao.

However, Within Jun Xiaoyao and he had not even said a word, let alone had any contact.

How could he know his background and thoughts?

Chen Xuan was truly confused.

But no matter what, this time he had suffered a setback and eaten a muffled loss.

And more serious things were not just this.

Seeing the constantly vibrating sealing formation, Chen Xuan's expression was ugly.

This time, he had lost both his wife and his army.

And at this time, a figure flashed over and landed in this place; it was Monk Wenhui.

"Brother Chen, what is going on?"

Chen Xuan's expression stalled, and he didn't answer.

Monk Wenhui took one look, and his expression changed.

"The Heavenly Dao Staff is gone, how is that possible?"

Monk Wenhui's gaze subconsciously fell on Chen Xuan.

If Chen Xuan had taken the Heavenly Dao Staff away, then things would be serious.

The entire sealing formation would be unstable, the Empress's remains' energy aura would leak, and perhaps it would make the Blood Clan even crazier, or produce some kind of unknown transformation.

In short, the consequences were very serious.

Chen Xuan naturally didn't want to carry this black pot.

He shook his head directly and said: "Buddha, you misunderstood,"

"To tell you the truth, when I arrived here, someone was plotting against me behind my back; I don't know who it was."

"But I suppose the Heavenly Dao Staff was stolen by them."

Chen Xuan's explanation made Monk Wenhui frown.

Not to mention how that mysterious person took the Heavenly Dao Staff.

Just this Chen Xuan, was he so easily plotted against?

Although he didn't show his ability, Monk Wenhui knew that Chen Xuan definitely had ability.

But right now, the situation was critical, and Monk Wenhui had been quite compatible with Chen Xuan before.

So he didn't ask for the time being, but offered up the Dongling Temple supreme treasure, the Prayer Wheel, to assist the sealing formation and suppress the Empress's remains.

But what made Monk Wenhui's expression serious was.

The sealing formation still showed no signs of stabilizing.

"This is troublesome..."

Monk Wenhui sighed secretly.