Chapter 282 The Real Emperor! The Secret of the World!

The voice came from behind him. Feng Xi didn't notice it beforehand, so he didn't answer and stabbed with his backhand!

"Ding!"

A strange crisp sound sounded, and the strange feeling made Feng Xi's eyes condense.

Two fingers clamped the blade of his Zanpakuto. The chaos fire on it was suppressed by a dark energy before it erupted, and it could not continue to spread.

Feng Xi frowned and looked, but saw a handsome old man with silver hair and a circle of white beard looking at him with a smile.

The first time he saw the other person's appearance, Feng Xi understood what the adjective "white hair and young face" looked like.

Except for the gray hair and beard, a few wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, and a particularly vicissitudes of life, the old man's face was not much different from that of a young man.

But this was not what Feng Xi was surprised about. What made him frown was that this guy's face was clearly the same as the fake emperor just now.

"You are not dead yet?"

"I'm dead, so I can come out. Speaking of which, I have to thank you."

The old man answered his question calmly and leisurely, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Compared to the fake one just now, his expression and posture now have a bit more human aura, and no longer have that kind of high and cold majesty.

Feng Xi is not stupid. After hearing his answer, he immediately understood something. He immediately widened his eyes and was very surprised:

"Emperor Cangye! The real one?"

"Haha!"

This slightly questioning question was a bit offensive, but the old man was not angry at all. Instead, he laughed twice, then retracted the fingers that clamped Feng Xi's blade, and said leisurely:

"It's hard to say. I don't know if I am still myself now, but if I only look at consciousness, then I am indeed Cangye Li."

Feng Xi took back his Zanpakutō. Although he didn't quite understand what he meant by this sentence, he still bowed his hands and saluted:

"Junior Feng Xi, meet the emperor!"

"No need to be polite."

Cangye Li's attitude was kind and there was no airs at all.

Feng Xi was not reserved and asked his doubts directly:

"Senior Emperor, what is going on? Where did the counterfeit come from? Did he mess up the trial space of the Demon Mountain?"

"I know you have a lot of questions. Don't worry, I will tell you slowly. Sit down first."

Cang Yeli said and sat down in one of the five seats on the side, like an old man in the park, and waved to Feng Xi to sit down on the side.

Feng Xi was not polite either. He came to sit next to him and pretended to listen attentively.

Cangyeli explained, "To be honest, things are a bit complicated. Let me first answer your questions about this trial space."

"I believe you have guessed that the one who just fought with you was the consciousness of the evil god Lord of Decline and Destruction sealed under the Demon Mountain. He occupied the body I left behind and attempted to occupy the entire trial space, looking for an opportunity to destroy the seal."

"However, the entire trial space was created in advance by me during my lifetime. Even now, I do not have the authority to modify it at will, so his progress is not high. He only controls the seventh floor and transforms the sixth floor, and has not yet reached the fifth floor."

"When I found that there was something wrong with my body, I directly gave up the control of this body over the first five floors. At the same time, in order to prevent future challengers from entering the sixth floor, I deliberately placed a seven-level monster on the fifth floor before giving up control, cutting off the possibility of challengers passing the fifth floor. I just didn't expect that someone could actually break through the fifth floor."

As he said this, Cangyeli looked at Feng Xi meaningfully.

Feng Xi was even more confused after hearing this: "So you're saying that there was a problem with the seal of the evil god, and something unexpected happened that was beyond your imagination, so it was impossible to pass the Demon Mountain Trial from the beginning?"

"That's probably right."

"It's been so many years, can the seal still be good now? Will a disaster break out soon?"

"No, the seal is fine. The will of the evil god was actually caused by my own negligence. After the trial space was sealed, he couldn't escape again. Even if a few thousand years passed, nothing would happen. The only loss is that the inheritance I left before my death can only be buried forever in the trial space, wasted in vain."

After listening to this, Feng Xi felt a little relieved, but he had more questions.

Was it his own fault that the evil god's will occupied his body?

Can this be explained by "momentary negligence"?

Is the dignified Emperor Cangye so unreliable?

He felt that his CPU was about to smoke!

He couldn't help but ask directly: "Senior, what's going on?"

Cang Yeli stroked his white beard and thought carefully, then said:

"This matter is a long story, which must be told from hundreds of years ago. It also involves a secret that only the human race's venerables can know, as well as the cause of my death! Little guy, are you willing to listen to this old immortal slowly explain it?"

Fuck! Is it necessary to start from such an early place?

Feng Xi couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart, feeling full of complaints but not knowing where to start.

In the end, he could only bow and say: "Senior, please go ahead, I'm all ears!"

Cang Yeli nodded, and after a while of silence, he spoke.

As a result, he asked Feng Xi a question as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Little guy, you should be clear about the realm division of our human race's extraordinary people, right?"

Why are we talking about realms again? Are these two things related?

Feng Xi complained a few more times inwardly, but he was very cooperative on the surface:

"As a Daxia transcendent, I am naturally clear about the division of the ten realms of transcendence."

Cang Yeli nodded, and asked a new question with a burning look in his eyes:

"Then do you know that neither the human race nor the alien beasts have ever had a tenth-level Kaitian realm powerhouse, so why is there information about the tenth realm in the realm division?"

After hearing this, Feng Xi finally got serious and fell into unexpected thinking:

Yes!

The strongest person in the human race so far is the Venerable of the Starry Sky Realm, and the strongest among the alien beasts is the Beast King. They are all in the ninth realm. Logically speaking, they should not know that there is a tenth realm above. Even if they can guess it, they should not know the specific information of the tenth realm.

After all, no one has ever reached it, so it is naturally impossible to understand it!

This question is clearly in front of him, but he has always ignored it.

Or in other words, no transcendents in the world have ever had doubts about it.

Or maybe, someone had doubts but never got an answer, so they just let it go?

He suddenly realized that he might touch upon the highest secret of the world, so he stopped complaining and asked seriously:

"I haven't really thought about this question, I hope you can teach me!"

Cang Yeli listened, looked at him seriously and replied:

"In fact, the answer is very simple."

"Because we have seen it."

"At the cost of life."