C124 The Legend That Was Tampered with

"Then who was its first master?" Duanmu Kuang asked, clenching his fist tightly.

The first master of the Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead was without a doubt the man who looked like a god in his dream. That was his past life.

His talent was peerless. With the Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead in hand, he could kill all nameless creatures. This type of unmatched style made him worship endlessly, extremely fascinated.

However, he didn't know anything about everything that happened in his past life, to the extent where he didn't even know his name. He could only vaguely guess that in his past life, he was a peerless sovereign, his heroic aura matchless, definitely intimidating the Nine Heavens Ten Earths.

At this moment, everything about his past life was about to be revealed. Duanmu Kuang's blood was boiling, and even his breathing became heavier.

"Its first master?" When Lyi Hentian heard this, he did not immediately speak, as if he was recalling a past. After pondering for a while, he said, "That's a ruler of the ancient era, his name is Duanmu Haotian..."

According to legend, Duanmu Haotian was born in the ancient era, and was the overlord of that era. When he was young, he had already revealed his extraordinary talent, and with his invincible potential, he had swept away all opponents of the same cultivation level.

After he obtained the Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead, he became like a tiger that grew wings. He became a legend that had never been seen before, and no one ever came after him.

Lyi Hentian said slowly. His expression was incomparably dignified, and it was completely different from his usual wretched appearance. It was as if he was on a pilgrimage, and he was extremely respectful towards Duanmu Haotian.

"So... his name is Duanmu Haotian, and he has the same surname as me." Duanmu Kuang's blood surged when he heard this. He silently remembered Duanmu Haotian's name. This was his past life, a man who was like a legend. All the things he had left behind were legends, and no one could compare with him. It made him excited and passionate.

No one knew better than him how stunning his past life was. Even though Lyi Hentian knew a lot about his past life, it was only limited to legends.

As for Duanmu Kuang himself, in that dream, he clearly saw the shocking battle of his past life. He was deeply worshiped by the peerless heroic spirit of his past life, and would never forget it.

That battle shook the heavens and earth. Countless mountains and rivers were destroyed, and numerous stars fell from the sky. The scene was huge and bloody, as if the end of the world had descended, and it caused one's blood to boil with fear and excitement.

At that time, countless nameless living beings invaded the entire sky. The experts of countless races were annihilated under their assault. The nameless lifeforms were like locusts that wanted to devour the universe. The bloodiness was ruthless and terrifying.

It was precisely at this moment that his past life stepped out from a beast, as if a heavenly deity descended into this world, rushing about among the millions of nameless creatures, exterminating the enemy as if they were trying to take something out of their pockets. That type of unmatched aura, valiant past and present.

After waking up, Duanmu Kuang often thought about what kind of person that was. Only then would he have such an elegant bearing? Now, after listening to Lyi Hentian recount the legends of his past life, he understood each and every one of them. The more respectful he became, the more blood in his body felt like it was going to burn.

In the depths of his heart, it wasn't as if he didn't have a goal to pursue in his past life. The man in his dream, who had an awe-inspiring divine aura, had fascinated him.

"Same surname as you? So what? Do you think Duanmu Haotian is your ancestor? Look at your smug look." Lyi Hentian heard Duanmu Kuang's muttering and glanced at him. When he saw ___'s sparkling eyes, he immediately poured cold water on him.

Of course, he didn't know that Duanmu Haotian was Duanmu Kuang's past life. However, Duanmu Kuang's worshipping look really pissed him off.

In front of his master, Duanmu Kuang had always been arrogant and disrespectful. But now, he was so respectful to a person who had been dead for tens of thousands of years. This caused him, who loved his face, to grit his teeth.

"Hey, old man, I only have the same surname as him. Why did you change the topic? Hurry up and continue. What happened to Duanmu Haotian after that?"

Duanmu Kuang naturally did not know that Lyi Hentian was jealous of Duanmu Haotian. When he heard the critical moment, Lyi Hentian suddenly changed the topic, which made him very unhappy.

The man and beast in his dream had left a deep impression on him. Duanmu Haotian held a pearl and a sword, and he had killed millions of enemies.

This kind of divine talent was unprecedented in the past and present.

However, in the end, he died under the sneak attack of his own kind. Duanmu Kuang wanted to know who this person who sneaked up on Duanmu Haotian was. This person had killed his previous life, Duanmu Haotian, and was the greatest enemy he would have to face in the future. He wanted to know more about this man.

"What else can I do in the end? Of course, Duanmu Haotian is dead." In the face of Duanmu Kuang's urging, Lyi Hentian had given him this sentence. Obviously, his anger had not dissipated yet.

"Old man, isn't it the same as not saying anything? Who doesn't know that he's dead?" Duanmu Kuang was so angry that he didn't know why this old hair had gone crazy. Who would answer a question like this? At the most critical moment... It was over with just one sentence.

He gritted his teeth. It was itchy there, and his face was slightly red. If Lyi Hentian had a body, he would definitely rush forward and push him backwards.

"That's fine. Anyway, he will die. Why are you asking so many questions?" Lyi Hentian ignored Duanmu Kuang's facial expression and spoke casually.

"You..." At this moment, Duanmu Kuang was really angry, but he didn't dare to flare up. This old man had a strange temper. He knew very well that if he really pissed this old man off, he wouldn't be able to find out about what happened in the past from this old man.

Therefore, he suppressed his anger and revealed a flattering smile. He said with a conscience, "Old man, I'm just curious. Although this Duanmu Haotian isn't as extraordinary as you, old man, he is still a saint. He is still an illustrious expert in this world, so how could he die so quietly? There must be a process in this. Who killed him?"

This time, Lyi Hentian couldn't sit still anymore. Who was Duanmu Haotian? It was rumored that he was the most outstanding person in history, and his cultivation was even more shocking. He was the number one expert in this world.

No matter how thick his skin was, he wouldn't dare say that he was on par with such an expert. Moreover, Duanmu Kuang actually said that he was superior to Duanmu Haotian. This tall hat was too heavy. He was incomparably embarrassed as he hurriedly said, "You little brat, don't speak nonsense. Duanmu Haotian is not someone I can compare with. Who could easily kill someone as strong as him?"

In fact, Lyi Hentian respected Duanmu Haotian very much. He had only been sulking because of Duanmu Kuang, a disciple who went against the rules.

At this moment, he had become very serious. His expression was dignified and respectful as he spoke slowly.

"Rumor has it that during his era, there was a great turmoil in the world. There were nameless creatures that invaded the entire world. Duanmu Haotian died during that chaos. He perished together with those nameless creatures. This is the end of the generation of overlords." He said.

"What? Perish together?" Duanmu Kuang was listening with great interest at first, but his expression changed immediately, and his fingers started to tremble.

In his previous life, Duanmu Haotian had clearly been killed by a sneak attack. He had clearly seen it clearly in his dream. Why was it that what Lyi Hentian said was not the same thing? Could it be that the legends passed down were wrong?

Or could it be that this part of history had been tampered with? The person who killed Duanmu Haotian erased that part of history and hid it in the darkness.

"Old man, are you sure that Duanmu Haotian died together with those nameless living spirits, and not killed by them?" He asked again with uncertainty, his voice trembling slightly.

"There is still a mistake. This matter was passed down from the survivors who participated in the battle. What's wrong with you, kid? Why do you keep asking this question? "

Lyi Hentian glanced at him and said with some dissatisfaction," According to those survivors, Duanmu Haotian did it to save the whole world. To die with those nameless spirits. This spirit of giving up on me is worthy of everyone's respect. You cannot doubt it. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to this senior. Do you understand?"

As soon as he said this, all the questions were clear. Those martial artists who survived must have been threatened or something by the person who ambushed Duanmu Haotian. That was why he had lied so big and lied to everyone. This untrue legend was passed down.

As for the man who ambushed them, after killing Duanmu Haotian, the hero who saved the world, not only was he not spurned, he even received countless praises in front of others.

"Hmph! How can there be such a good thing?" Duanmu Kuang thought to himself. A cold light flashed across his eyes. This person had killed his past life, he deserved to be punished!

The man who had launched the sneak attack was powerful enough to kill his past life. Moreover, his identity was a mystery. However, he would never let this man go. He swore to find this man and get his revenge.

"Old man, are there still survivors from that war?" He asked.

"Those who participated in that great battle back then were all the most powerful individuals in this world. Those experts' lifespans were close to undying. Of those who survived, there were naturally quite a few who survived." Lyi Hentian said.

Duanmu Kuang didn't speak anymore. He became silent, but his heart wasn't calm. Those who survived were the clues. As long as they could rely on them, they would definitely be able to find the man who ambushed them.

But now, he had to improve his cultivation base first. Otherwise, everything would be empty talk. Those people were ridiculously powerful, every single one of them possessing heaven overflowing cultivation. Moreover, he was still on this land, so how could he talk about revenge?

"Looks like I can't waste any more time. I have to go out and carry out a mission ahead of time." Duanmu Kuang secretly made up his mind. Now that he had the Holy Heart Spell, he could go anywhere he wanted as long as he cultivated for a while.