Chapter 1303: Offering the Origin of the Fuxi Sacred Body, D
this moment, Jiang Rou's voice sounded outside the door. 。“Xiao Yao, there's something I want to tell you. " 。"Jiang Rou walked in and saw Jiang Luoli, smiled and said: "Luoli is here too." 。"Oh... m...At the moment when Yuan Che opened his eyes, all the essence of the universe, spiritual energy, and chaos qi converged towards him.
It was like a storm had been unleashed.
While Yuan Che resided in the very center of the storm's eye.
Everyone was horrified, the scene was too terrifying.
All the vital energy of this heaven and earth seemed to have been drained away.
Even when the Emperor Haotian was born, it wasn't this terrifying.
"Finally awake…"
Emperor Haotian's eyes blazed.
He hasn't failed completely.
As long as he can win over Yuan Che, his plan can still be carried out.
Under the watchful gaze of millions of cultivators.
On that bed of cold jade, a breathtakingly beautiful figure finally rose slowly.
She was a breathtakingly beautiful girl.
Her cascading hair fell to her ankles like a waterfall.
She seemed to embody all beauty, all grace, and all nobility.
Her face still looked like a girl from a dream, as if she would never grow old.
A pair of clear eyes, like glazed glass, still held a trace of confusion.
Like it doesn't know what situation it's in right now.
"My goodness, this is too beautiful."
"The most beautiful thing I've ever seen!"
"Among those present, only the Divine Son of the Jun family and she stood together without looking out of place."
"But how does it feel, somewhat similar to Lingyuan Shao Huang"
Numerous gasps filled the air.
Upon seeing this, Tairi Saint Son and the others were even more excited. They stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and said:
"I, a disciple of the ancient Immortal Court, have met with Your Highness, the Princess!"
Dàrì Shèngzǐ, Hào yuè Shèngzǐ, Tiānxīng Shèngzǐ, Míngxīn Shèngzǐ and others addressed them with a respectful tone.
Everyone was stunned.
To know, these ancient fairy court Saint Sons, their status itself is already extremely high, surpassing the inheritors of all major immortal lineages.
Among the celestial prodigies, only Di Haotian and Ling Yuan's status could compare to those of the ancient Celestial Court's holy sons.
But now, these high-status ancient fairy court saint sons are kneeling single-knee before Yuan Che.
"As expected of the last princess of the Ancient Immortal Court, this presence is simply amazing!"
"You are..."
was hazy and confused, when he opened his lips, his voice was as melodious as pearls falling on a jade plate.
Her mind was filled with some hazy memories.
She seemed to have had countless dreams, with many figures flashing through them.
"You are the princess of Gu Xian Ting, and the daughter of the Eastern Emperor."
“And we, are the sacred children who have been entrusted to accompany you into slumber, your protectors.” The Great Sun Sacred Son said.
"Donghua Dijun…… Father……”
Yuan Che's memories finally began to awaken, and she remembered many things.
At this moment, Di Haotian strode forward, his eyes filled with determination.
He spoke, “Your Highness, I am from the Immortal Court, the Emperor Haotian of the Fuxi lineage.”
"The Eastern Hua Emperor, left a backhand plan for you, wanting you to become a unprecedented dual-emperor body."
"I am willing to offer the primordial essence of the Fuxi Sacred Body as a gift for the princess."
At this moment, Di Haotian's physical body has recovered and is no longer as embarrassed as before.
He was handsome and elegant. With this gesture of grand offering, he could surely win the favor of any woman.
However, when Yuan Che saw Di Haotian, her beautiful brows furrowed slightly.
"The Heavenly Emperor"
Because she slept for too long.
caused a confusion between real memories and dreams.
Sometimes, dreams feel just as real.
But in her dream, this Heavenly Sovereign had no good role to play.
Di Haotian's eyes twitched slightly upon hearing this.
According to his original plan, he was supposed to have a marriage with Yuán Chè in his dream.
As soon as Yúan Chè wakes up, he instinctively feels drawn to him.
That solves everything.
But his plan was ruined by Jun Xiaoyao.
This caused him not only to fail to marry Yuanshe, but also to play a dishonorable role in his dreams.
"Your Highness, that was merely an illusionary dream. It wasn't real and shouldn't be taken seriously," Di Haotian explained.
"Is it a dream"
His eyes flickered slightly, mist swirling within them.
It felt so real, even though it was a dream.
Especially the ten-li peach forest, with a white-clad immortal under the flowers...
"Princess, I offer you the essence of the Fuxi Sacred Physique."
With a wave of his hand, Di Haotian conjured a swirling mass of yin and yang, from which the primordial essence of the Taijitu and Bagua emerged.
"It's actually true, the ancient emperor..."
The other cultivators all looked astonished.
Is this considered mutual destruction
Many people looked towards the Immortal Sovereign Fuxi.
Fuxi Xian unified the cultivator group, his expression was also extremely complex.
Especially those cultivators related to the Ancient Emperor lineage, each one of them was so angry their faces were flushed red.
They just dare not speak out against him because of Emperor Haotian's status.
And the other strong cultivators of the Fuxi Immortal Dynasty didn't have much to offer.
Emperor Haatian's status is special, and now the Ancient Emperor's son is dead.
Di Haotian is the only hope for the younger generation of Fuxi Xian Tong.
So they naturally couldn't dispose of Di Haotian because of Gu Dizhi's death.
"Indeed, the source of Fuxi..."
Upon seeing this mass of primordial energy, Yuan Che suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
She raised her jade hand, and the clump of Fuxi's origin fell into her grasp.
She remembered, her father, the Eastern Hua Emperor.
Make her awaken in the future and seek a way to atone for her great sin.
At the same time, it integrates the origins of Fuxi and Nuwa Emperors, forming a unprecedented dual-Emperor body.
Just as Yuan Che obtained the primordial essence of the Fuxi Holy Body...
She instantly felt the resonance of Nüwa's Holy Body's origins.
She turned her head and looked at Ling Yuan's direction.
Then, her expression froze completely.
That white robe, a figure of unparalleled grace and beauty, stood serenely amidst the vast expanse of the cosmos.
A faint smile played on her lips.
That smile, it's too familiar.
Just like a peach forest spanning ten miles with petals fluttering in the air.
That young man leaning under the flowering tree, drinking and playing chess.
The young man who had hooked his little finger with hers, promising to meet again.
That boy, the first one to make her heart flutter.
The young man who dared to say no to the Lord of Immortals for her.
The young man who would descend into eighteen layers of hell for her.
That person who, for her sake, was willing to bear the weight of great sins.
"Jade Hero!"
Yuan Che's figure flashed, landing directly in front of Jun Xiaoyao. His glazed fairy eyes stared intently at Jun Xiaoyao.
It's like the boundary between dreams and reality is blurred.
However, all the cultivators in the audience were dumbfounded.
What is going on
The last princess of Gu Xian Ting, how could she be connected to Jun Xiaoyao
And with those loving eyes, it was clear she looked at him like a young girl gazing at her sweetheart.
"Can anyone tell me what is going on"
Even if the Divine Son of the Jun family is irresistible, it's impossible to charm a princess who has been asleep for countless years, isn't it
"Wow, a love across time and space! That's quite something."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Di Haotian's face, in that instant, twisted into a contortion.
As expected, things developed in the direction he least wanted them to go.
Originally, Yuán Chè should have given him that deep and affectionate look.
Emperor Haotiantian's expression was as deep and unruffled as water.
But you, carefree and unrestrained, are calmly detached, even taking a step back to say, "Princess, haven't you mistaken me for someone else" distance, his figure flashed and vanished.At this moment, beside a street in an ancient city.A little girl, about seven or eight years old, walked out of a shop.She had jet-black hair styled in two b...