"The spirit and the laws of heaven and earth have changed. This is the prehistoric universe. Lu Ming...succeeded!"

White Fang whispered, his body trembling slightly, his eyes full of excitement.

He didn't expect that Lu Ming could succeed so quickly.

Outside Huangquan Mountain.

"Demon King, break the seal!"

Lu Ming said.

"Leave it to me!"

The Immortal Demon King nodded, then waved his hands, and the demonic power turned into runes and flew into Huangquan Mountain. Immediately, Huangquan Mountain was filled with light, forming a layer of resistance.

This is the seal above.

However, this seal had been in place for many years, and with the attack of the Immortal Demon King, it didn't last long before it was broken.

Boom boom boom!

When the seal was broken, some terrifying aura burst out from the depths of Huangquan Mountain.

Powerful auras rose into the sky and rushed into the vast starry sky.

"This is...the ninth level of the Divine Lord, the eighth level of the Divine Lord..."

Lu Ming was shocked.

With his current vision, he could naturally sense the specific realm of these auras at once.

One Divine Lord is at the ninth level, three Divine Lords are at the eighth level, and six Divine Lords are at the seventh level.

In addition, there are not a few who are below the seventh level of Shenjun.

This is an absolutely terrifying force.

Lu Ming did not expect that such a terrifying power was sealed in the depths of Huangquan Island.

Back then, he didn't feel it at all.

Swish, swish, swish!

The next moment, rays of divine light flew out from Huangquan Mountain, and as soon as the divine light converged, figures appeared one after another.

"White Fang..."

Lu Ming recognized at a glance that the leader was really Bai Ya, and that the person in the ninth level of the Divine Lord was also Bai Ya.

Behind White Fang, there was a magma giant, a snake man...

Lu Ming knew all these people. When he first entered Huangquan Island and passed through several levels, they were the ones guarding the levels.

But back then, the cultivation levels of magma giants and snake men were below the divine realm, but now, they have actually reached the eighth level of the divine king.

"Lu Ming!"

Bai Ya saw Lu Ming at a glance and showed great joy. Then, their eyes fell on Lan Shang.

"Master Lan!"

White Fang, Snake Man and others were overjoyed and quickly clasped their fists at Lan Shang.

"White Fang, after so many years, we finally meet!"

Lan Shang was also smiling.

"White Fang..."

Lu Ming also walked over to say hello.

"Young Master, was it successful?"

White Fang asked expectantly.

"Success!"

Lu Ming nodded, and the smiles on the faces of Bai Ya and others became brighter. They had been looking forward to this day for too long. Now that they heard that it was successful, they could not hide their excitement.

It took them a while before they calmed down.

"Young Master, you are worthy of being the heir of the prince. In just a few years, your cultivation has already reached the peak of the God King. It is really beyond our expectations!"

White Fang sighed.

"Don't talk about my cultivation. What happened to your cultivation? When I saw you back then, you didn't have such cultivation?"

Lu Ming asked curiously.

"Young Master, the us you saw back then were not our true bodies, they were just clones transformed by a ray of divine power. Our true bodies were sealed deep in the Underworld Island and could not come out at all!"

White Fang explained.

"Haha, Bai Ya was one of the three generals under Jingyu's command back then, and he was at the ninth level of the Divine Lord!"

Lan Shang smiled.

Lu Ming nodded, no wonder Bai Ya has such a level of cultivation.

Moreover, back then, his cultivation level was too low. Compared with White Fang and others, he was completely different. Therefore, the lava giant, snake man, etc. were just the incarnations of a ray of divine power. Back then, he felt like a real person and could completely distinguish

Not true or false.

"Young Master, Master Lan, what happened back then, and who framed His Highness the Prince?"

White Fang asked.

Immediately, Lan Shang briefly explained the specific matter.

After Bai Ya and others heard this, they were also stunned. They never expected that the mastermind behind all this was actually the Holy Emperor Taixu.

"Next, there may be a final battle, and I need your help!"

Lu Ming said.

"I will never give up even if I die!"

White Fang and others had firm eyes.

"Lu Ming, come with me. In Huangquan Mountain, the prince still had something left for you!"

Then, White Fang said again.

"Is there something?" Lu Ming was curious, and then he and White Ya flew into the depths of Huangquan Mountain.

In a stone cave, a ball is suspended.

The ball was like countless petals stacked on top of each other. At this moment, White Fang waved his hand, and the petals on the ball opened, revealing a drop of blood inside.

Yes, it's a drop of blood.

"The prince was severely injured back then. He knew that he would die, so he secretly sealed the remaining power into a drop of blood and asked me to bring it out. This drop of blood is left for you. Once you use it, it can inspire the prince to stay.

The power below allows you to explode with powerful power, but this drop of blood can only be used once, and then it will completely dissipate!"

White Fang explained.

"Is this the last strength of Prince Jingyu? Perhaps, it can be used for the final battle!"

Lu Ming sighed softly, and then put the ball away.

...

At this time, the Taixu Holy Dynasty was turbulent and divided into two major camps.

Countless powerful men gathered in Taixu Holy Capital to form a huge army.

The second prince also gathered countless armies and marched towards the Taixu Holy Capital.

At the same time, Lu Ming also led people towards Taixu Holy Capital.

...

Taixu Holy Capital, an ancient giant city, is suspended in the starry sky of the universe.

At this moment, the entire Taixu Holy City was as bright as a sun.

Because endless runes appeared on the walls of the Taixu Holy Capital. These runes formed a large formation and enveloped the Taixu Holy Capital.

On the main city wall of Taixu Holy Capital, the prince stood above, looking at the starry sky in the distance, his face gloomy.

Behind him were the military king, the national advisor, the quasi-emperor of the Bone Sword Clan, the quasi-emperor of the Dragon Tribe, a bald young man in black robes, and one more, the President of the Thirteenth Barbarian Extermination Army. This person was also a quasi-emperor.

, his status is no lower than that of a military king.

There are a total of six quasi-emperors, lined up in a row, and behind them are other masters, such as some heavenly kings from the Heavenly Palace, heads of the great families in Taixu Holy Capital, etc., such as the head of the Lan family.

These people are all incredibly powerful men, with cultivation levels above the seventh level of the Divine Lord.

They are also looking at the stars in the distance.

In the starry sky, there are densely packed battleships, no one knows how many there are.

This is the army mobilized by the second prince.
To be continued...