I picked up the scattered attributes

Feng Xia clapped his hands thoughtfully and laughed, "There were nine of you when you were born, which means that the power of the Great Dao was shared by nine people. So, what if there is only one person left? Naturally, the power of the Great Dao of the nine of you will eventually be concentrated in one person!"

The expressions of the eight Styx deities immediately changed.

With their intelligence, they could easily understand the meaning of the Fukasu language.

The foreign Dao Ancestor, imprisoned in the ninth coffin, was betrayed by his own companions.

And their youngest brother... may very well have betrayed them as well!

"This kind of thing...it can't be possible, can it?" one of the Styx deities said in a trembling voice, "We are brothers and sisters after all!"

"What's impossible? You are born with extremely high intelligence, but when you are first born, most of you are as pure as a blank sheet of paper. If someone tempts you at this time, or deceives you a little..."

Feng Xia's tone also seemed to possess a certain captivating magic: "Imagine, if you only fulfill a certain agreement, you can exclusively enjoy the authority of the Great Dao, instead of just possessing one-ninth. You will have nine times the power, nine times the authority..."

"This kind of thing..."

The eight people gasped, but no one dared to refute them.

They knew very well that Feng Xia was telling the truth.

Even if they themselves had been tempted at the time... they might have rebelled just as easily!

"Moreover, I've already roughly guessed the identity of your ninth younger brother."

Feng Xia, however, was determined to make a shocking statement. He looked at the eight Styx deities and said with a half-smile, "Those strange origins of the Dao Ancestors later established a new Netherworld Capital and took over the Six Paths of Reincarnation. I have always been very curious about how they managed to do that."

"Now it seems the answer is actually quite obvious."

"The new Nether Emperor in that new Nether City... is most likely your ninth younger brother!"

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

As soon as the words were spoken, a deafening roar once again came from the ninth ancient coffin!

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Chapter 1217

There were two questions that Feng Xia had once wondered about, but he never had the answers.

Firstly, it is said that the mysterious Dao Ancestor invaded from the River Styx, transforming himself into a primordial deity within the River Styx. In the early days of the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom, he even entered the Divine Court of the Divine Kingdom, serving as an official and minister...

However, the number of innate Daos is fixed, and the authority of innate deities is also fixed.

The innate Great Dao encompassed by the Ten Lands are those.

The two strongest innate gods and demons that were born were the Nether Emperor and the Black Emperor, in addition to the Six Paths God King and others.

If their path to enlightenment is flawed, it is impossible for them not to notice.

In other words, from the very beginning, the Ten Lands nurtured other innate gods and demons, and these innate gods and demons were replaced by powerful beings from other realms, which led to the later emergence of the strange Dao Ancestor.

Secondly, the Nether Emperor was able to control the Six Paths of Reincarnation because he was a deity born from the Ten Realms.

So, how did the new Six Paths of Reincarnation established by the Dao Ancestors from other realms achieve the same result?

Who exactly is the Great Emperor of Youdu in the new Youdu?

Feng Xia had made some guesses before, but none of them came to a definitive conclusion.

This time, upon returning to the Xuan Yuan World, I unexpectedly found the answer!

Of the last nine innate gods and demons born from the ten lands, eight were sealed in ancient coffins and suppressed by the innate spiritual root, the Fusang wood, for many years.

The youngest of the nine gods and demons had already made a pact with the strange Dao Ancestors long before he was born!

"Although this speculation sounds outrageous, it is actually quite consistent with the facts."

Feng Xia stroked his chin, muttering to himself thoughtfully, "Under normal circumstances, without an inside traitor working in your place, even if you hadn't been born yet, you would have had the advantage of being in a pre-heavenly holy land, while the enemy was unable to exert their full strength outside the universe. It would have been quite difficult for them to take your place..."

The eight Styx deities, each with a different form, were stunned for a moment before hesitatingly nodding.

They are actually already dead; they are just in the form of corpse demons now.

It was only through Feng Xia's use of the power of reincarnation that their resentment was washed away and their obsessions were sorted out, allowing them to recover from their tyranny.

They had been consumed by resentment and anger until this moment, when they finally began to seriously consider the question Feng Xia had raised.

"Indeed, even if we hadn't been born yet, being in the Primordial Holy Land would have already enhanced our power. Facing an enemy from beyond the universe, we shouldn't have suffered such an inexplicable defeat..."

But the truth is, they were defeated inexplicably and were even suppressed until now, only to be rescued by Feng Xia!

Unless there's a traitor among their nine siblings!

"If I'm not mistaken, the youngest among you betrayed you all back then, and you were suppressed. The Dao Ancestor from another realm then used this opportunity to invade the Great Thousand Time and Space, take your place, and establish the new Youdu after many years. Your brother... naturally became the new Youdu Emperor!"

As Feng Xia finished speaking, word by word, the atmosphere became unusually tense for a moment.

Although conclusive evidence is lacking, the truth is probably pretty close to being known.

"The only question is... what's the deal with this person?"

The eldest of the eight Styx deities pondered for a long time before looking at the ninth ancient coffin: "If he was once an accomplice of the Dao Ancestor of another realm, why was he suppressed here?"

When the question was raised, Feng Xia couldn't help but frown.

He once again pulled the ninth ancient coffin into the cycle of reincarnation, attempting to use the power of reincarnation to wash away its resentment and restore its sanity.

However, his supernatural powers encountered tremendous resistance as soon as they approached the ninth coffin!

"In his original universe, this person was probably also an expert in the Great Dao of Reincarnation. My Reincarnation Divine Power cannot get close to him, nor can it awaken his mind. If he wants to wake up, he will probably have to rely on himself."

In the end, Feng Xia shook his head and put the matter out of his mind.

For him, receiving the assistance of the eight Styx Saints was already an unexpected joy.

"Then now..."

Feng Xia let out a long breath.

His gaze suddenly pierced through Tanggu, crossed distant space, and landed on the land of Xuanwu Kingdom.

A century of development, a century of tremendous change.

"I never imagined that I would have been gone for so long without realizing it..."

He turned to look at Chang Xi, who smiled gently, a half-smile playing on her exquisite face: "Xia Lang, don't forget there's someone waiting for you. You wouldn't want me to go with you to this important moment of reunion, would you?"

Feng Xia hesitated for a moment, then nodded and disappeared into the air.

On the Fusang Sacred Tree, Chang Xi's smile gradually faded.

"Xia Lang, I'm afraid if I go with you, I won't be able to resist taking action..." the woman whispered softly, her eyes unfocused, as if she had returned to the time forty thousand years ago when she first met Feng Xia. "I clearly knew you forty thousand years ago... why am I the one who came later?"

Chang Xi clutched her chest.

"I am the primordial moon goddess, a pure and flawless primordial moon goddess in the eyes of the world, but I also feel jealousy and envy..."

She stood there, not moving an inch for a long time.

Time flows on, like a wheel rolling forward, moving forward with unstoppable force.

In the more than one hundred years since Feng Xia left, it has been like a great river flowing eastward, stirring up countless waves. The waves crash against the shore and strike the sky. Some leave indelible marks on the riverbank, while others quickly fall into the water, return to the sea, and disappear.

Xuanwu Kingdom has become far larger than before, but it is also much more unfamiliar.

In the past, the Western Regions and the Eastern Empire were separated by the vast Eastern Sea.

The East China Sea remains the East China Sea, but in the past hundred years, the once unruly Donghuang Continent has now become an unbreakable territory of Xuanwu.

Huge ships sailed on the East China Sea, and divine bridges spanned the sky, connecting the two banks. As Feng Xia traveled, he saw divine cities of all sizes standing tall. Even in the most remote towns, there must be a divine being in charge.

In some magnificent cities, he even saw beings at the Celestial God Realm!

This is actually quite amazing.

The universe depicted in the Hun Tian Tu (a diagram of the universe) is not the actual vast expanse of space and time.

Even the ancient Lingyun Kingdom, at its peak, never had so many divine realms!

However, the current Xuanwu Kingdom has achieved this.

“Mo Lianque has really done a good job over the years…”

Feng Xia couldn't help but sigh.

He saw that on the sun in the Xuan Yuan world, there were gods stationed there, controlling the sun's trajectory, and rain masters and wind gods who brought rain and clouds, ensuring that Xuanwu Kingdom had favorable weather and had been able to develop smoothly and worry-free for a hundred years.

As for the moon, that is Wu Guan, also known as Chang Xi's Moon Palace.

On this very day.

Fujing.

The Royal Study Room of the Imperial Palace.

After reviewing all the memorials of the day, Mo Lianque rubbed his temples and leaned back on the dragon throne to rest for a while.

As the Xuanwu Kingdom grew stronger, he had more and more things to deal with, and by the end of the day, he was inevitably tired.

"A bunch of troublemakers, have I not beheaded enough? They've only been peaceful for a few years, and they're already causing trouble again... Who is it?"

The next moment, the curtain of the imperial study fluttered, and a figure appeared before him.

Mo Lianque stood there, stunned.