Archean Eon Art

"Master." An Hai Wang respectfully saluted.

Qin Wu looked at this disciple, once this disciple was his pride, expected to become the fourth revered person of Yuanchu Mountain after Li Guan, Luotang, Qin Wu and the three of them, but it was the wrong path. He thought that he could swallow the advantage of the demon tribe and prevent the demon tribe from taking advantage of him. If Meng Chuan hadn't taken action, An Hai Wang would have done even more harm.

"The three-hundred-year period has expired." Qin Wu said coldly, "Yuanchu Mountain allows you to see and walk around in the human world, after three days, you must return to Yuanchu Mountain, and without the sect's permission, you may not go down again for the rest of your life."

"Yes, disciple understands." An Hai Wang bowed slightly and accepted the sect's decision.

Qin Wu looked at him, turned his head and left.

Now that Meng Chuan was present in the Cang Yuan Realm, the invisible realm would naturally cover the entire Cang Yuan Realm, and it would be impossible for him to hide anything from Meng Chuan if he didn't pay attention to it. The Anhai King walked in the human world for three days, and Qin Wu wasn't worried about causing any bad consequences.

"Xiao Qi." An Hai Wang looked at Yan embers.

Yan embers, however, looked at An Hai Wang indifferently: "Xue Ting, I came here today just to ask you, do you know your mistake, do you regret it?"

Until this moment, Yan embers had disowned this father.

"Hahaha." An Hai Wang looked at this son and laughed, "What mistakes do I know and what regrets do I have afterwards?"

"Your children." Yan embers could not hide his anger. Yan embers couldn't hide his anger, "and my mother and her poor, innocent people, you secretly and deliberately arranged for them to end up in such a miserable state. Many of the hardships we have experienced are your own doing, and they are all your sins."

The An Hai King looked at Yan embers and said calmly, "If you had enjoyed all the riches since you were young and had no hardships, would you have become a king and a demon today? How did your fifth brother become so successful? You're grateful for the experiences you had when you were young to be where you are today."

"Grateful?" Yan embers laughed angrily, "I never thought you would still be so crazy after three hundred years? You still don't care about these poor people like my mother and the others?"

An Hai Wang calmly said, "Your mother and the other few mortals sacrificed themselves to cultivate you, the king-sealing demon, and they have contributed to the human race. They have contributed much more than many mortals who have spent their lives in mediocrity."

"How unrepentant!" Yan Hui's eyes were filled with anger, "Xue Ting, I have cultivated for more than three hundred years and created my own set of sword techniques.

As soon as his voice fell, Yan embers already made his move.

The sword light was dazzling and dazzling, cutting across the long sky and already appearing in the chest of An Hai Wang.

"Hahaha." The An Hai King laughed and took the move with his bare hands.

Yan embers are also quite talented, although unable to cross over to Zun at the peak of physical vitality, but more than three hundred years of cultivation, coinciding with the Yuanchu Mountain to disciples of resources greatly improved, and Meng Chuan often preached. Although Yan embers is not as strong as the original 'True Martial King', his technique has also reached the middle of the Cave Realm.

His swordsmanship, drawing on the experience of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the heritage of the Star Chamber, was extremely powerful.

However, the encounter took a moment.

"Boom."

Yan embers hit the mountainside, the mountain trembled, and the sect formation guard did not collapse, but it also hit a big hole, Yan embers pale face lying there, the corner of the mouth with blood.

"Lost?" Yan embers had some difficulty accepting this.

An Hai Wang Xue Ting's cultivation time was a hundred years longer than his. But nowadays, the cultivation resources at Yuanchu Mountain are much stronger than in the past, and the Tribulation Realm Power 'Meng Chuan' often preaches.

"Create your own sword art, mid Cave Realm? It's rare enough to be able to fight me for dozens of moves." The An Hai King calmly looked at the seriously injured Yan embers and indifferently said, "But I have been practicing for three hundred years in the world gap and have reached the late Cave Heaven stage, and you are still no match for me. If your fifth brother cultivated for three hundred years, I'm afraid he would be able to surpass me, but you're still a bit short."

"Xue Ting, your talent is high, and Yuanchu Mountain also devoted its efforts to cultivate you at first, but what have you done?" Yan embers sneered, "You saved some people by guarding the city gate, but then you killed them all, and even killed many gods and demons. If it wasn't for Meng Chuan's hand, you would have killed many more gods and demons and mortals."

An Hai Wang's face changed slightly.

This was something he had been unable to forgive himself for.

He thought he could swallow the demon's benefits and fight back against the demons. In the end, he had really fallen for the 'demon race's' trick.

"You do whatever it takes to improve your strength." Yan embers raged, "You even do whatever it takes to cultivate your children. Yan embittered, "and even do whatever it takes to train your children. But the truth is, you can't teach your children to do things 'by any means necessary'. Everything must be done in the right way, and if it is done in the wrong way, the path will be crooked, and naturally it will deviate a million miles. I didn't expect that you would still be so paranoid after three hundred years."

The path is crooked? A million miles off?

The Anhai King looked at his hands, which were as if ice had formed all over his body, no longer normal human flesh and blood.

"Is the road off the beaten path?" An Hai Wang asked himself silently, then did not speak, but broke the air and left.

Yan embers looked at the scene, gritting his teeth, unhappy for those of his relatives, for his brothers and sisters unhappy, all because of this madman, harmed so many relatives.

......

Three days later, the king of Anhai, who had walked the world, returned to Mt.

King Anhai, who had walked the world of men, returned to Mount Yuanchu.

"Master." King Anhai came back to Qin Wu.

"From now on, without the sect's permission, you may not descend from the mountain for the rest of your life." Qin Wu looked at him indifferently, originally An Hai Wang should have had a great future, but he ended up like this.

"Disciple walked in the human world for three days, indeed, this human world is much more prosperous and exciting than in the past." An Hai Wang smiled and looked at Qin Wu, "This is the world I've always dreamed of seeing, and now that I've really seen it, Master, please help me tell Meng Chuan that I'm grateful to him for fulfilling the dream I wanted to fulfill the most."

"Master, please also tell Yan embers that in my life, my path has indeed gone astray." An Hai Wang continued, "and even implicated him, Feng'er and many others. Perhaps if I teach them well, they can grow up and become as strong as Meng Chuan."

"I've reached the end of my life. Master, I have failed to live up to your expectations."

The Anhai King bowed respectfully.

He then looked up, and when he raised his head and straightened up, his body had begun to crumble, turning into dust and completely dissipating.

Qin Wu watched in silence as this disciple, who had long since transformed into a cold ice guard, dissipated before his eyes.

At one side of the courtyard, Meng Chuan appeared out of thin air.

Meng Chuan could naturally sense the death of the Anhai King.

"The Anhai King is dead." Qin Wu said, "He came to his senses before his death."

"He was young and miserable, but he also saw the darkest side of the human world, and his temperament became twisted." Meng Chuan said, "His own twisted nature also affected his concubines and children, as well as a large number of mortals and demons. He was extremely harmful, but he saved many people after guarding An Customs for many years. He also had merits in patrolling the world for three hundred years."

"Meritorious, but with great faults!" Qin Wu said, "He has failed to live up to the cultivation of Yuanchu Mountain."

"Hmm."

Meng Chuan looked at Qin Wu, "Master, I'll be closed in the near future, so you can find me if you have something important. Otherwise, there's no need to disturb me."

"Good." Qin Wu nodded.

"The life-extending treasure I prepared for you, take it as soon as possible." Meng Chuan reminded.

"No hurry." Qin Wu smiled, "I still have a few hundred years before my life expectancy limit, if I still don't break through three years before the limit, it's not too late to take it again."

Qin Wu's current status, although he was not sure of the exact value of the life prolonging wonder prepared by Meng Chuan, he also knew that those that could prolong his esteemed one's life were incomparably precious. Therefore, he was reluctant to use it lightly.

"OK." Faced with his master's stubbornness, Meng Chuan didn't force him.

He had prepared many gifts for the tribe, for the sect, and even for his closest friends Yan Ash, Yan Chitong, as well as for his grandson and grandson. Although not as valuable as the "Ten Thousand Cube", it was still of great use.

Of course, these were only external objects, whether they were groups or individuals, it was still up to them.

Meng Chuan turned away and began to concentrate more on his closed-door cultivation.

He had a feeling that the Sixth Heavenly Tribulation was not far away.