You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

A drop of cold sweat the size of a bean slowly slid down Wuji's broad forehead, leaving a shallow mark of water on his resolute face.

At this moment, Wuji's expression was like frozen frost, extremely solemn.

His eyes were fixed on the person in front of him, and he became more and more certain in his heart that this person was the dreaded Sword Demon back then!

Even those gifted and brilliant geniuses in ancient times could never have accomplished such a drastic transformation in just a dozen years.

From an unknown, lowly nobleman, he quickly rose to become a powerful tycoon dominating a region;

What is even more unbelievable is that his cultivation level can catch up with my own after tens of thousands of years of hard practice in such a short period of time!

Although it has the support and help of national destiny, the national destiny is at best an increase on the original foundation.

If one is so weak that he or she can't withstand a single blow, then even the fate of the country may not be able to turn the tide.

At this moment, the following words popped out of my mouth inexplicably: "How did you do that?"

However, Liu Yuntian, who was standing opposite, looked confused after hearing this.

His eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment, and he obviously didn't understand the deep meaning of Wuji's words, so he didn't make any response.

After a moment, Wuji seemed to realize that the other party didn't know what he was referring to, so he added: "Back then... I buried you with my own hands."

In Wuji's memory, when he buried the Sword Demon, he personally confirmed that the Sword Demon's soul had dissipated.

Even if his soul is going to take over another person's body, it must be completed in a very short time.

Otherwise, the remaining soul will slowly evaporate in the world and die completely.

It is simply impossible for him to stay in the present and take over the body of the twenty-year-old young man in front of him.

As for rebirth...

Wuji has no such concept at all.

No matter how powerful a cultivator is, if he cannot take over another body, he will die...he is dead!

It was not until this moment that Liu Yuntian understood why Wuji said such strange words to him.

It turned out that Wuji had mistaken him for a swordsman.

After figuring out the whole story, Liu Yuntian couldn't help but smile knowingly and said, "Thank you so much for collecting the corpse back then."

Although they said thank you, the strength in their hands did not weaken at all.

On the contrary, as the conversation progressed, the atmosphere between them became increasingly tense.

"Why did you do that back then?"

"Then you have to ask him!"

Liu Yuntian opened his eyes wide and shouted,

An extremely powerful force surged out from his hands, further increasing the intensity of the attack.

He just swung his arm, and the powerful force rushed straight towards Wuji, instantly sending him flying dozens of meters away.

At the same time, the two weapons collided violently again, making a deafening roar.

Amidst the flying sparks, the two of them retreated rapidly as if swept away by a strong wind.

After both parties stabilized their bodies, they were far apart from each other, facing each other from a distance.

They stared at each other closely, their eyes full of vigilance and murderous intent, like two ferocious beasts ready to strike, waiting for the best moment to deal a fatal blow to each other.

This shocking battle between the old strongest and the new strongest of the human race in Qiyang Continent made the beast tribe leaders who were watching the battle dumbfounded.

Their mouths were opened so wide that an egg could almost fit in.

The four clan leaders would glance sideways from time to time, quietly observing the expressions and movements of the lay Buddhist.

The relationship between Jushi and Liu Yuntian is no longer a secret among the top leaders of the beastman clan.

The one who broke the window paper was the old woman from the fox clan.

At first, the people of the Beast Tribe only knew that the hermit lived in seclusion in the northern border of the human territory.

Ever since the old fox woman escaped from Liu Yuntian, she had to go to the monk to confess.

This also made Liu Yuntian's identity spread among them.

They secretly muttered to themselves: Did you know that your son is so awesome?

If you knew, why would you ask us to come here?

See if Wuji’s sword is sharp?

The strong curiosity deep in their hearts drove them to ask questions to the layman.

But whenever his eyes met the mysterious face of the layman, which always had a faint smile on its face, the words that were on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back.

In the eyes of these beast tribe leaders, the hermit has always been so mysterious and unpredictable.

They suspected that the thrilling battle before them might also be part of the elaborate plan set up by the monk.

It was out of deep respect for the lay Buddhist that they did not dare to ask anything rashly and could only stand there silently.

Watching the confrontation between the two people on the field intently.

However, despite his outward appearance of unparalleled calmness,

But in reality, his heart was like a thousand horses galloping, with indescribable waves surging.

Because he knew the situation of their Liu family very well.

Ever since the first generation ancestor left the records in the family tree, there has never been anyone in their Liu family who was able to embark on the path of cultivation.

All along, it has been relying on the mysterious heart passed down from his ancestors that has enabled him to control power like a dragon leaping over the sea.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Liu family members who have lost the protection of this heart are no different from ordinary mortals.

He watched Liu Yuntian grow up little by little before his own eyes.

The inability to practice cultivation seemed to be a fate engraved in the bones of the Liu family.

Especially when he realized Liu Yuntian's growing ambition, his heart was filled with worry and fear.

He was deeply afraid that his son's current strength was simply unable to carry out such a huge ambition.

If possible, he sincerely hoped that Liu Yuntian could grow up safely and smoothly.

When he dies of old age, he will pass on the precious heart to his son.

Even if Liu Yuntian no longer practices any martial arts from now on, as long as he has this heart, he will have the confidence to not fear anyone in the world.

Before this, he was full of contempt for his son's pursuit of power.

What he hoped most was that when Liu Yuntian was facing despair, the light of fatherly love would descend upon him.

Put on a big one.

But he miscalculated.

It can be said that Liu Yuntian has come a long way without relying on his father to pave the way for him.

No matter how big the difficulties are, they can be resolved one by one with one's own abilities.