Peerless Taoist

However, the Fuxi Zither was still a supreme Saint Weapon after all. Its power was astonishing, and at this moment, it actually erupted with a monstrous thunder light, directly breaking through the seal of the Eight Trigrams Furnace    

The Azure Cow never thought that the Fuxi Zither would be silent. He never thought that the other party would wait in secret for an opportunity to escape when he found the Azure Cow slacking.    

"San, just you wait. I will never let you go! And that little bastard surnamed Lu!"    

The Weapon Spirit's arrogant voice suddenly sounded from the Fuxi Zither.    

It had already left the Eight Trigrams Furnace. The world was so big that it could be said to be anywhere it wanted to go.    

Lu Yu was shocked. He originally wanted to control the Fuxi Zither and slowly absorb the thunder light from its body to refine his body, but he never thought that he would not be able to keep the Fuxi Zither and let it escape.    

"Oh? Fuxi Zither, do you still remember me?" A strange light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Witch Ancestor.    

At this moment, the Fuxi Zither finally saw the scene in front of it.    

It was trapped in the Eight Trigrams Furnace and knew nothing about the outside world. It had just broken out of the seal and left, and now it realized that something was wrong.    

Especially when it saw the Witch Ancestor phantom, a terrified voice immediately came from the Fuxi Zither, "Witch Ancestor, didn't you already die? How can you still be alive?"    

Before, it was extremely arrogant, as if no one in the world could defeat it. However, after it saw the Sorcerer Ancestor, it was like a mouse seeing a cat. Even its tone had changed.    

“What? You’re still alive? Can’t I still exist?” The Sorcerer Ancestor’s expression became somewhat thought-provoking.    

No one knew what this supreme powerhouse was thinking. Under that aged face, it always had a calm expression, as if nothing could move it.    

“Why haven’t you changed?” Fu Xi Qin was bewildered.    

“That’s because I am still hiding my true self. You talk too much, go and die!”    

Unexpectedly, the Sorcerer Ancestor directly attacked Fu Xi Qin.    

Crack! Crack!    

Following the Sorcerer Ancestor’s strength, the void in his palm began to collapse inch by inch. A tyrannical force formed a monstrous devouring force, as if a storm vortex appeared on the surface of the sea, wanting to swallow all the ships.    

“So you are not the real Sorcerer Ancestor, you are just a spell!”    

Fu Xi Qin immediately saw through the Sorcerer Ancestor’s secret, and immediately let out a long whistle.    

The zither music shook, as if it was thunder. The humming sound was vigorous and powerful, and a dense storm of thunder instantly arrived.    

“Hmph!”    

The Sorcerer Ancestor’s shadow did not hesitate at all, and directly used his palm to forcefully receive it.    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

The deafening sound of the explosion was deafening. The moment the vast thunder neared the Voodoo Progenitor's palm, it began to crack and collapse.    

"He didn't use his full strength against me!"    

Lu Yu was shocked. He thought that the Voodoo Progenitor's shadow was just a spell and that it was insignificant. He did not expect it to release such a terrifying power.    

The Fuxi Zither was a supreme sacred weapon. Lu Yu had already experienced its power. Unfortunately, even with such a terrifying power, it was still unable to do anything to the Voodoo Progenitor.    

"You are just a remnant of a sacred weapon. You are not worthy of being arrogant in front of me."    

The Voodoo Progenitor raised his hand and grabbed. The huge black palm instantly rushed into the sky and held the Fuxi Zither firmly in his hand.    

The Fuxi Zither continuously emitted waves of thunder. Although the sound was loud, the Voodoo Progenitor's palm did not move at all, not being affected in the slightest.    

"Vodoo Progenitor! Everything can be negotiated. There is no enmity between us!"    

At this point, the Fuxi Zither finally panicked. A pleading voice came from the zither.    

It already knew that with its own strength, it was unable to do anything to the Voodoo Ancestor. In the end, it would be captured by the Voodoo Progenitor and die.    

"There is nothing to negotiate between us."    

The Voodoo Progenitors was unmoved. He raised his hand and grabbed, and actually forcibly took out a wisp of soul from the Fuxi Zither.    

Lu Yu could see it clearly. He saw that the laws of heaven and earth obeyed the orders of the Sorcerer Ancestor. Even the Fuxi zither itself obeyed the orders of the Sorcerer ancestor. It wanted to force its own artifact spirit out.    

"Is this the power of a Mythical Realm expert?" Only now did Lu Yu truly witness the power of such an expert.    

If he controlled the Eight Trigrams Furnace to attack a Mythical Realm expert, the other party would very likely directly control the Eight Trigrams Furnace and force him out.    

Such a method was simply unpredictable and impossible to defend against.    

"No!"    

The Fuxi zither's artifact spirit let out a despairing scream. Then, it was grabbed by the Sorcerer Ancestor and instantly turned into ashes.    

After losing its artifact spirit, the Fuxi zither floated silently in midair, not moving at all.    

After doing all this, the Sorcerer Ancestor's figure became more and more blurry, as if he had used too much power.    

"Sorcerer Ancestor, why did you destroy the Fuxi zither's artifact spirit?" Qingniu was a little shocked.    

The Sorcerer Ancestor's attack was too sudden. They had no clue as to why.    

As for helping them, there was no reason at all. With the Sorcerer Ancestor's personality, how could he be so kindhearted?    

Lu Yu could still feel the tyrannical pressure just now and asked, "Senior."    

"Listen to me. I indeed don't have much time left." The Sorcerer Ancestor lowered his head. His entire body was shrouded in a black mist, and his eyes were sometimes bright and sometimes dark.    

Lu Yu and Qingniu did not say anything. The Sorcerer Ancestor had changed too quickly, catching them off guard.    

"In fact, this inheritance was prepared for me before I died. If you kneel down, you will die immediately. Only those who can withstand my will will be able to obtain my inheritance alive."    

Hearing this, Lu Yu's heart tightened. He did not expect that he had persisted on his original heart and had actually become the path of survival.    

"If not for the appearance of the Fuxi Zither, I might have been able to slowly pass down my true teachings to you. But now, I can't..."    

The Sorcerer Ancestor's voice became more and more ethereal, and his voice became more and more erratic.    

"What's going on?" Qingniu asked.    

The Sorcerer Ancestor's eyes flashed with deep nostalgia. He sighed and said, "That year, Fuxi, the other three legendary experts, and I went to the strange universe."    

The strange universe was the place where the Demon Race existed.    

It was a different realm from the Myriad Realms. It was filled with many dangers, and countless Demons lived there.    

"I don't know what happened after that. I am only a magical curse now, and I only have a portion of my memories. I can't clearly remember what I experienced."    

The Sorcerer Ancestor took a deep breath and sighed. "However, we experienced a catastrophe there. Only Fuxi and I managed to escape."    

“We escaped to a desolate area and prepared to save those three.”    

“But that night, something happened to Fuxi’s body…”