Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

Wu Muxue was trembling from excitement. She suddenly turned around and studied her with half closed eyes.    

After a long time.    

Only then did he withdraw his gaze.    

"Let's talk about it another time. I'm very busy …"    

He turned his back to Wu Muxue and spoke with an ice-cold expression.    

"You owe me a favor, so think carefully …"    

With that, he turned and left.    

"Senior Divine Phoenix, get your people ready and finish gathering their souls as soon as possible. This sovereign will now thank you first. If there is a chance, you will definitely thank me!"    

With that, his figure disappeared.    

In a blink of an eye, he entered blood wood space.    

He came to the side of the gigantic piece of Jade Marrow and looked at Zhuang Liandie who had her eyes closed and was lying on the Marrow, as if he was asleep.    

He extended his hand to grab her jade-like hand with a face full of deep affection.    

"Die'er, I'm sorry for making you wait for a few hundred years. Don't worry, no matter what, my husband will wake you up this time. Just wait …" Very quickly! "    

As he spoke, he placed her hand on his cheek, lost in his memories.    

Outside.    

Wu Muxue's heart was filled with shock as she watched him vanish into thin air. She seemed to have underestimated her son.    

"Miss, what's your name? You seem to be my servant girl before, right?"    

Very quickly, Wu Muxue walked to the side of the maidservant Xiao Cui and started talking to him.    

"Second Madam, this servant is Xiao Cui!" Xiao Cui bowed to her respectfully.    

"Mn, Xiao Cui, can you tell me how my son has been through all these years?" Wu Muxue asked him.    

"Second Madam, it hasn't been easy for Young Master to live these past few years …"    

Xiao Cui immediately told her everything that she knew about Wu Hao's past.    

Wu Muxue listened to Wu Hao's experience of the past few years, his heart was beating up and down, she suddenly realised that Wu Hao's experience was just like a legend.    

"Hao Er, all these years, you've suffered. Mother has let you down. "Sigh!"    

As she thought about it, she couldn't help but sigh.    

We'll talk about it later.    

Grave space.    

The The Ancestor Martial Spirit walked in midair, the ancient chants for remnant souls and the ancient chants for new souls were currently in an intense battle.    

His sudden appearance caused both of them to stop.    

"You … Who is it? " The new soul that was born from the Ancient Cry, controlling its main body, stared at The Ancestor Martial Spirit and asked.    

Faintly, she could find the shadow of the The Ancestor Martial Spirit in the fragmented memories. As a result, her enmity towards him lessened.    

"You know me, and I know you, right?" She continued to ask while staring at The Ancestor Martial Spirit.    

The Ancestor Martial Spirit stared at her without saying a word, and the remnant soul chanting from ancient times looked back at The Ancestor Martial Spirit, revealing a deep expression.    

"Haotian, is that you?" Her voice was slightly trembling, and her heart was filled with excitement. Memories of these two people surged crazily in their minds.    

"Little girl, long time no see. I didn't expect you to end up like this. Sigh …" The Ancestor Martial Spirit looked at her affectionately.    

After experiencing many vicissitudes of life, he suddenly felt that there was something that would not be repeated once it was lost.    

In the past, he had wholeheartedly focused on his cultivation and ignored many things. He had been pursued by the chants since ancient times, yet he was like a piece of wood, unmoved by them.    

By the time he became a Sovereign, he discovered that the other party had already ceased to exist. He had searched through tens of thousands of starry skies, but there was no news of him at all.    

It turned out that she had long ago suffered the backlash of the Heavenly Dao and had almost lost her soul.    

After so many years, when they saw each other again, they suddenly felt a feeling that they couldn't let go of each other.    

"Haotian, you … It's finally here, it's been hard waiting for you! " He then took a step forward, turning into an afterimage and instantly enveloping The Ancestor Martial Spirit's body.    

However, she suddenly realized that she, who was in a state of soul fragment, couldn't even hold The Ancestor Martial Spirit Haotian.    

As he watched this scene, the fragments of memories in his mind finally condensed together, forming a relatively complete memory.    

Scenes of the past came to mind, and in the blink of an eye, she was lost in those bizarre memories.    

"Imperial Ancestor Haotian is the ruler of tens of thousands of realms?"