War God Asura

Chapter 3464 Funeral of the Eight Races (1)

Xing Jue went deep alone, only to find that there was nothing strange in this jungle, except that the trees were older.

There are no colorful plants, no colorful brilliance, only a piece of lush green, showing the color of returning to the original.

"Huh."

At the first moment he stepped here, Xing Jue had already determined the direction of Yi's return journey.

Therefore, he didn't stay, but his body was vertical, then disappeared in an instant, displaying an instant transfer that only the Asura Battle Saint can.

In an instant, the landscape in front of Xing Jue's eyes changed, and when all that was frozen, he was already in another place.

Right now, Xing Jue was already in the depths of the jungle. There was a stream not far away, and beside the stream there was a rocking chair made of bamboo slats, and a person was lying down on the rocking chair.

This man is an elderly man, but he is different. His white hair is as white as snow, and his skin is shiny and bright.

Although the wrinkles were all imprinted on his face, he looked so young that he could be described as a handsome man.

Behind him, there are also a pair of azure blue wings, but the color of these wings is deeper, as if they have gone through the changes of time and contain countless stories.

The old man sat peacefully on the rocking chair, with the sun shining on him, so comfortable that he couldn't feel any waves.

However, Xing Jue at this moment frowned slightly, and there was a trace of admiration in his eyes.

Although the old man did not show a trace of breath, Xing Jue still felt the terrifying power in the old man.

This is the first time Xing Jue has felt the threatening power to him since he received Ling Wang Ren.

Although he was not afraid of the Elementary Asura Battle Saint, the Intermediate Asura Battle Saint still made him feel threatened, at least the old man in front of him felt threatened.

"Asura Battle Saint, sure enough, no matter how strong my bloodline is, I can't cross the shackles of that realm. There is still an insurmountable gap."

Xing Zhi secretly marveled, he thought that he is now invincible in the world, after all, he was only the Asura War King, and he could already defeat the Asura War Emperor.

But now that he is the Asura war emperor, the Asura war sage will naturally not be his opponent.

In fact, Xing Jue also felt the sense of superiority, because when he faced Yi Xun'er and other Asura war sages, he did find the feeling that he could crush the opponent.

But now he found out that he was wrong, and when he saw the old man, he found out that he was wrong.

He finally knew how big the gap between the Asura battle saints was. At least the Asura battle saint in front of him was no longer something he could easily defeat. Unless he used the soul explosion to enhance his cultivation, he could hope for victory.

"Junior Xing Jue, meet senior Yi's return journey."

After sighing, Xing Jue fell to his knees with a "puff" and bowed to the old man.