"What!?" Shen Muxian's mind tightened and she asked in surprise: "By the way, judging from your tone...could it be that you are the first-generation saint, Xuanyuan Lingyin?"
"Not bad!" Xuanyuan Lingyin nodded and said quietly: "At the beginning, I also wanted to prove that I could surpass our ancestors, and then I came up with the idea of refining the fourth artifact, Kunlun."
"At that time, with a passionate heart, I created Kunlun's embryo. However, when I was about to proceed with the subsequent refining, I discovered that Kunlun actually derived spiritual intelligence."
"Her spiritual intelligence is based on the Ring Spirit of the Illusion Ring, and is higher than the Ring Spirit of the Illusion Ring. In other words, once Kunlun is born, it will be out of control."
Xuanyuan Lingyin looked deeply at Shen Muxian and said solemnly: "I believe you should understand what kind of disaster will happen once Kunlun is not controlled!"
Shen Muchian's mind tightened, and various images naturally flashed through his mind.
It's destruction, it's killing, it's chaos!
When the three great artifacts appeared in the world, they also triggered a melee in the three realms. If a more powerful artifact with independent and uncontrolled consciousness appeared, it would be a disaster for the three realms.
"So, please don't continue to be obsessed with Kunlun's refining. If you want to really benefit the Xuanyuan clan, then seal Kunlun completely."
"The reason why the Xuanyuan family has reached this point is because of bad luck. This is fate and it is irreversible!"
"I understand." Shen Muchian frowned and nodded heavily. For some reason, her subconscious also believed that Kunlun was indeed dangerous, and similar unfortunate things had happened before she knew it.
"Go back! Don't come here again."
As soon as the words fell, the surrounding void quickly collapsed.
When Shen Muxian came back to her senses, she found that she had returned to reality.
She looked at the egg in front of her and smiled silently. "It turns out that what Xuanyuan is obsessed with is something that can destroy them!"
When Shen Muxian came out of the forbidden area, she told Xuanyuan Wuyuan the truth she knew from Xuanyuan Lingyin.
"Xian'er, you are really tired." Xuanyuan Wuyuan sighed and said in a deep voice: "You should go back and rest for a few days. Or, go for a walk outside to relax."
"Chief, what do you mean? Don't you believe me?" Shen Muxian frowned and said solemnly: "What I just said is absolutely true!"
"The first-generation saint died unexpectedly when she was halfway through completing the fourth artifact. How could she leave such a message on the embryo of the fourth artifact? You must be too tired and hallucinating. "
"Clan leader!"
"That's enough!" Xuanyuan Wuyuan's tone became stern and he stared at Shen Muxian coldly. "We, the Xuanyuan clan, have been in this cold forest for several generations. But, what kind of life do we live? Compared with the prosperity outside, we are simply primitive people."
"Don't forget! We are the Xuanyuan clan, an ancient clan, the kings who once dominated the Central Plains world! We should stand at the highest point of this world and accept the treatment of thousands of people worshiping us!"
Shen Muchian's heart sank.
Xuanyuan Wuyuan has been obsessed with power and has lost objective judgment.
Although Xuanyuan's life is very backward, each of them has become accustomed to and adapted to such a life. They even feel that such a life is undisturbed, quiet and happy.
(End of chapter)