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Under the night sky, there was a barren land, endless darkness.

In the darkness, there was a bottomless river, two or three zhang wide, trickling from east to west.

On the bank of the river, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy sat cross-legged, wearing a faded and tattered purple python robe, draped to the ground. With the dry autumn breeze blowing slightly, the corners of the clothes were slightly blown, and the dense miscanthus grass around them fluttered with the wind.

Wearing a python robe, embroidered nine pythons as kings.

The young man's robe was embroidered with only one python, and it was clear that he was the son of the king, and although he was not a noble son, he was also under one man and above ten thousand.

It's just that, judging from his skin that is not fine and tender, it doesn't seem to be pampered, but the vicissitudes of wandering for many years.

His name is Yingchen, just like the dust floating in the heavens and the earth, drifting with the waves, and the four seas are home.

The ninth son, who is the dignified prince of the ninth grade, was born to stand at the peak of the admiration of countless people in the world. However, these innate glory and wealth have long since disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

He was nothing more than a plague abandoned by his father, exiled in this black earth like a graveyard.

After that, it was seven years.

In the past seven years, he has been devastated and hunted down, and if he is not careful, he will die in Huangquan and die without a place to be buried.

How can there be any son's demeanor, where is there any highness appearance, identity and status, it is all bullshit, not worth mentioning.

It's a blessing to be alive.

Ying Chen's eyes were deep, his eyes were glowing with a hint of invisible pale gold, he put away all kinds of unbearable past, under the fluffy and bright black hair, the face that had long been eroded by the years, with a little longing and reminiscence, looked at the other side of the river, the vast and boundless land.

There, is the Sanctuary.

The Sanctuary, with its nine princes, represents the strongest power and the highest power. From the first product to the ninth product, the higher the ranking, the stronger it is.

said that it is the prince, this pro-word, but it is the bloodline of the ancestors, and it is the same ancestor who traces back to the origin. But there is no longer much love for blood thicker than water, and most of them are divided into one side, each of which is the main one.

Or even kill each other.

His father was not only the weakest of the nine princes, but also the most cowardly and incompetent. Even the people of the world mostly scoff at it and don't care about it.

Once Ying Chen thought of this cowardly and incompetent father, his teeth itched with hatred.

He was frail and sickly as a child, and he ate three meals a day without leaving his mouth. But fortunately, he is serious in his studies and has outstanding talents, and among the many sons, he is the most outstanding.

However, he has never been taken seriously by his father, as if reading is useless, and pleasure is the right way.

As for the other princes, including the prince, they were addicted to wine, playing eagles and dogs, and the atmosphere of extravagance and corruption permeated every corner of the palace.

There was no one in the early dynasty, the military attaché was frivolous and proud, and the scribes were drunk and golden. The concubines in the palace are jealous, and the chief eunuch has a ghost. Under the palace, the people were in dire straits, and the people's grievances were boiling and chaotic.

Such a kingdom is due to his wasteful father. However, after all, it is his father, loyalty and filial piety first, even if there are all kinds of bitterness, he can only swallow it by himself.

In addition, from childhood to adulthood, he was bullied by the prince and ridiculed by other sons, which was commonplace.

But what made Yingchen hate the most, and even raised the anger of hatred, came from the day he was exiled.

That year, at the age of seven, he awakened his killing personality when he accompanied his father Wang Qiujiao. It was a powerful force that made countless people in the world envious, jealous and hateful, but he was regarded by his cowardly and timid father as a disaster to the palace and regarded him as a disaster.

couldn't help but say it, and directly exiled him to this forbidden place, life and death were left to the sky, ignoring him.

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The so-called personality is a kind of will that is independent of itself, and there are two kinds of innate and acquired.

30,000 years ago, the immortal gods fell, the path of cultivation was cut off, and for tens of thousands of years after that, the human race was confused and lost hope.

In the years since, the power of personality that has always been regarded as a monster has been gradually excavated and perfected, forming a set of cultivation methods that replace the era of immortals.

It's just that in the last 10,000 years, the limited innate personality can't satisfy the human race with infinite greed, and then many acquired personalities have been born, such as the fire condensing personality, the palm water personality and so on.

The word personality has gradually become like the word prince, nondescript, general and vague.

However, there are still many monks who do not have personality, following the ancient law of the era of immortals, not seeking to become immortals, but only not to fall into humility.

The personality is divided into nine awakenings, one awakening and one heavy heaven, and each awakening will burst out with different powers.

Ying Chen's personality is between innate and acquired, and the killing personality that he awakened when he was seven years old seems to be innate. Now, in the past seven years, it has reached the peak of second awakening.

This personality is not understood by ordinary monks, even by the strong, only the nine princes of the Holy Realm are familiar with one or two.

This is known as a legendary personality, rare in the ages. Unlike ordinary personalities, which only stimulate the potential of a certain aspect, for example, the condensing personality can only condense the flame.

Yingchen's killing personality will stimulate the full potential of the body, speed, explosiveness, agility, healing power, vision, hearing, smell, etc., will all increase exponentially!

When you completely enter the killing state, you are invincible in the same realm!

Of course, there are pros and cons to everything, although the killing personality is incredibly powerful, it burns the owner's longevity, and every time it completely enters the killing state, it will dissipate some. How much, Yingchen is not very clear.

He only knew that 10,000 years ago, the legendary first generation of killers fell after thirty years of death. Although he didn't live long, before he died, the other party was invincible in the world, trembling in the eight wildernesses, and worshipping in ten places!

Even after death, it will leave a shadow for future generations for nearly a thousand years. Whenever later generations mention it, they call it an indelible nightmare.

Fortunately, in the past ten thousand years, it has never appeared again, and it has gradually been forgotten by the world. Not surprisingly, Ying Chen should be a second-generation killer.

Time flies, and no matter how undefeated the myth is, it is also eclipsed. In today's era, there are very few monks who know the horror of killing personalities, except for the nine princes.

Other than that, he didn't know much about the rest. Even if it was these, he had heard his mother mention it before he was exiled.

Thinking of his mother, there was loneliness in Yingchen's expression, since he was exiled, his mother was naturally no better, for seven years, I don't know how she was doing in the palace.

The python robe on his body was woven by his mother back then, and every stitch and thread was full of deep love for him.

It is also the only thing worth remembering after he was exiled, and it has not been changed for seven years. Even if it is eye-catching, even if it is already in tatters.

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Ying Chenpan sat on the bank of the river, I don't know how long it had been, motionless. Every autumn, he would come to the bank of the river and look at the Sanctuary in the distance in a daze.

I remember that after the first year of exile, he stayed here for ten days, and only then did he return to the mountain after being disheartened.

After all, this is the place where he was first exiled, and countless soldiers blocked the other side of the river, stunned and refused to let him go back. always has the determination to die, but he can't erase the face of the concubine.

He knew that he had to live, even if he lived secretly, until he became a great personality. All the bitterness and bitterness suffered in the process, one day, the cowardly and incompetent father will be repaid tenfold!

Seven years later, he still remembers it clearly.

Behind him was the Forbidden Land, which belonged beyond the northern border of the Sanctuary, with mountains and strange rocks, and there was no end in sight.

The forbidden land is extremely strange, and the monks from the outside world can only linger on the edge at most, or wander for a short time. Otherwise, there is only one word.

That is, die!

And the higher the cultivation, the more it will cause rejection and vigilance in the forbidden land, especially the nine princes in the holy realm.

Legend has it that only nine princes have ever stepped into the forbidden land, and then the results were quite tragic, with eight dead and the last missing.

Yingchen back then, even if he had a killing personality, he was still a little weaker, and he fell into danger several times.

Fortunately, on the road to the infinite sky, he accidentally picked up a broken wooden hilt, although the sword body was missing. But it is strange that it can absorb his killing qi, and then condense the blood-colored illusory sword body.

It doesn't hurt the body, only the soul!

When a sword goes down, the soul is torn, and life is better than death!

Since getting this strange hilt, Win has been able to kill all sides, and finally gain the recognition of the Forbidden Land, and be able to stand on it for a long time.

The hilt of the sword is nameless, but it can hurt the soul, so he named it the soul blade.

In addition, after absorbing his killing aura again and again, in the past seven years, it seems to have grown almost an inch, like a dead tree in spring, which is very strange.

And the one-inch sword body that grows out is extremely sharp, sharpened like clay, indestructible, but it is still too small and of little use.

However, the disadvantages are not small, every time he condenses the illusory sword, it will make his mind dry up, as if he has collapsed. In the past seven years, although he has killed many beings who are stronger than him, he can only cast it once at most in a day, otherwise he will suffer great backlash and even death.

So he rarely uses it as a last resort.

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The long-cherished wish of the ancestors is to achieve the only immortal with the nine awakenings of personality, open up a new immortal world, and walk out of a new road to heaven.

But in Yingchen's view, these are too slim and difficult. He didn't know if anyone had achieved the only immortal, and he didn't have much interest in any new immortal realm, the new path to heaven.

He has only one interest from beginning to end, and that is to go home.

Since the day he was exiled seven years ago, Yingchen has planted the seeds of hatred. This seed has grown vigorously over the years, and every day, every moment inspires him to become stronger.

He no longer has to be dictated by others, even his father.

Someday, one day he will go back openly, back to that haunting home. There is sorrow and there is joy. There was his mother, his brother, and his little maid.

The humiliation of the past, the loss of face, the dignity that was trampled on, the dreams that were ridiculed.

They will all be picked up one by one and taken back!