Xuanjiao Demon Saint left Xuanjiao Cave, returned to reality, and met his two children, Xuan Dongming and Xuan Xi.

But what is surprising is that the body of the Xuan Jiao Demon Saint just now is in a dilapidated state, his hair is withered and white, and he looks in a miserable state.

But today's Xuanjiao Demon Saint is wise and powerful, and he has an unparalleled aura that suppresses the world.

He was sitting astride the Motu Qilin Beast, holding a mixed black spear in his hand, and wearing vermilion. He stood in the void, his eyes were cold, and the phantom of Shuize Xingjun shrouded him, releasing a bright light, incomparable majesty!

"Dad, have you succeeded?" Xuan Xi asked.

"Haha." The Xuanjiao Demon Saint smiled proudly, then raised his spear and said, "That's natural."

His appearance caused Xuan Xi to breathe a sigh of relief and happily move forward to meet him.

But Xuan Dongming stared hesitantly. Although his expression remained unchanged, he already had all kinds of bad suspicions in his heart.

If everything goes well, then why do we need a bunch of holy weapons to set it off?

As the actual person in charge of the Xuanshui Snake Royal Family, although Xuan Dongming is not as good as Xuan Xi in cultivation, he is far better than Xuan Xi in terms of hard work.

Of course, this is not because Xuan Xi is not as bright as Xuan Dong, but because of his personal circumstances.

Just when Xuan Dongming was about to find out the truth of the matter, his body suddenly trembled.

He slowly raised his eyes and saw the Black Dragon Demon Saint staring at him coldly, full of warning.

At this moment, Xuan Dongming's heart sank completely, and he thought: "Dad, I'm afraid something has gone terribly wrong. He is deceiving my eldest sister!"

Yes, Demon Saint Xuanjiao hid his own situation, not wanting his children to worry.

In fact, he has a solution, which is to seek help from Emperor Zun.

But he didn't want to do this, because he wanted to give this kind of kindness to his children such as Xuan Xi and Xuan Dongming.

He should have left.

And when the Xuanshui Snake royal family was at its peak, and when Wan Xuerou passed away, he had no regrets in his heart.

The flying crane chirps and flies leisurely in the sky, showing its graceful posture.

The gentle breeze blows the pine waves on Feihe Mountain.

Just when Xuan Dongming was hesitant to tell Xuan Xi the truth, Xuan Jiao Demon Saint set off and left the Lingku Sea Area.

He is here, traveling around the world of martial arts!

It's just that during this process, he would always cough up blood from time to time, which was very similar to Wan Xuerou's disaster.

In a late night with lightning and thunder, the Black Dragon Demon Saint lay quietly in a cave on a certain mountain peak, coughing up blood and feeling extremely uncomfortable.

It was at this moment that a familiar and distant footsteps sounded.

A purple-gold figure appeared, it turned out to be the arrival of the Emperor of Creation!

He stepped forward and quickly supported the Black Dragon Demon Saint.

At this moment, their eyes met, but they understood each other's thoughts.

With a sigh, although the Creation Emperor did not help the Black Dragon Demon Saint extend his life, he still helped him get rid of the disaster of coughing up blood, just like he had helped Wan Xuerou back then.

Immediately, both parties stepped out of the cave together and walked side by side.

They walked through thunderstorms, snowy winters, and sweltering deserts...

But in the end, the Emperor of Creation left.

Because the Xuanjiao Demon Saint did not want the Emperor to see him end in such an extremely dishonorable way.

He also has his own pride!

"Light Bridge, keep walking, keep walking, don't stop for anyone, just keep walking!"

The Xuanjiao Demon Saint stared at the dissipation of the Emperor of Creation and sent his best wishes.

Three days later.

In a large pond, the Xuanjiao Demon Saint saw a wild Xuanshui snake.

This black water snake is transforming into an ice-armored python, but its transformation is incomplete.

The moment he saw this mysterious water snake, the Black Dragon Demon Saint was silent for a long time, and finally burst into laughter.

Because the first time he met the Emperor of Creation, how similar was this scene?

As a result, he no longer hesitated and said to the black water snake:

"Little guy, just stay with me."

"It's just that I can't accept you as my adopted son, otherwise it will bring you endless trouble... Haha, in this case, then you can be my adopted son."

"...You don't have a name? It doesn't matter, just call me Xuan Yongcun. A thought will last forever, and a lifetime will last forever. Come on, keep going and let your light shine."

next moment.

Xuan Jiao Demon Saint, who transformed into the image of a green-robed dragon, pointed out a black magical talisman full of mysterious charms, and wanted to give Xuan Yongcun the method of cultivating the magical power of Wanjun Heavy Water.

Ever since.

During the remaining journey of Demon Saint Xuan Jiao, the Emperor of Creation left and Xuan Yongcun came.

This martial arts adventure lasted ten years.

Their whereabouts have been seen by countless cultivators, but no one can really get close to them.

Such a wonderful sight not only attracts many cultivators to talk about it.

Even the Xuanshui Snake Royal Family came many times to look for it, and even Xuan Xi personally went out to find it, but still found nothing.

Once, Xuan Yongcun asked, he wanted to know why Demon Saint Xuan Jiao didn't rush to the majestic Kunlun Snow Mountain, but every time, Demon Saint Xuan Jiao just shook his head and chuckled.

Ten years later.

The Black Dragon Demon Saint returns to the Lingku Sea.

Xuan Xi was looking at him with red eyes, her eyes swollen from crying.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Xuanjiao Demon Saint hugged his daughter Xuan Xi into his arms without looking at his son Xuan Dongming.

At this moment, the Xuanshui Snake Royal Family all stared at Xuan Yongcun with great curiosity, but the Xuanjiao Demon Saint had no unnecessary explanation and just smiled.

That night.

In the Lingdong sea area, the lights are brightly lit and people are drinking happily.

Under the worried eyes of Xuan Xi and others, Xuan Jiao Demon Saint returned to the palace and allowed himself to be served by a group of maids.

I don't know when, the moonlight shone in front of the window of the Xuan Jiao Demon Saint, and the Emperor of Creation was standing here, quietly staring at the Xuan Jiao Demon Saint.

"Guangqiao, are you here?"

"Haha, or rather, you never left."

At this moment, staring at the cold and tyrannical Emperor of Creation, the Xuanjiao Demon Saint no longer had the restraints of the past, and he faced him calmly.

Looking at the Emperor of Creation, scenes gradually flashed in the eyes of the Black Dragon Demon Saint, and a revolving door appeared in his mind.

He remembered that nearly a thousand years ago, there had always been a cautious Xuanshui snake in the Lingku Sea...

There is no doubt that this mysterious water snake is an interesting and intelligent Daxiu.

"Let me give you a name... you will be called Xuanguang Bridge from now on~"

"Guangqiao, thirty-seven years from now will be the battle for the Ten Thousand Realms, so work hard."

"The state of mind test is important, but it is not particularly important. If you practice well, I will find a way to send you to the Dragon Holy Land."

"What, Guangqiao is actually a destiny existence that rises in response to calamity?!"

"How is it possible that Light Bridge can cross the border and kill a seventh-level saint?"

"Hiss~ This is another kind of enlightenment. Under the leadership of the Holy Lord of Creation, are we really going to win?!"

...It wasn't until he seemed to sense Wan Xuerou's gentle gaze that the Xuan Jiao Demon Saint's revolving door was broken.

But he was still proud of the achievements of his 'adopted son' Xuan Guangqiao, because Guangqiao was the Emperor of Creation, the Emperor of Dreams, a supreme existence that shocked the past and the present, and was invincible in all realms.

"Daddy!", "Daddy!", "Old Patriarch!"

I was startled by the calls, but the Black Dragon Demon Saint gradually closed his eyes.

Vaguely, he saw his wife Xuerou staring at him with a smile. It was the tenderness that he ignored but was indispensable.

At this point, the Black Dragon Demon Saint collapsed!

Once this information came out, the martial arts world was sad and everyone was silent.

Seven days later, the spirit rises.

Under the shocked gazes of all living beings, the Emperor personally carried the coffin of the Black Dragon Demon Saint and buried him in peace!

At that moment, the hearts and minds of all living beings in the martial arts world were violently impacted and extremely confused.

They really couldn't believe that Emperor Zun would do this for the Black Dragon Demon Saint.

Although the mood of all living beings was in chaos, their morale was once again united, and their respect for the Emperor of Creation reached a new peak.
Chapter completed!