Thinking of this, Qin Chen immediately came to the stone platform with the black slave in his arms.

While refining the array flag, he once again arranged an activation array on the stone platform.

"It's a pity that the world is forever and the chance to go against heaven..."

Just as Qin Chen had just laid out the formation flag and was about to leave here, Qin Chen suddenly heard a sigh of vicissitudes in his mind.

"Senior, aren't he dead?"

Qin Chen turned around in horror again, said this for the second time, staring at the old man in front of him in horror.

These words suddenly appeared in his mind. In this space, who else would be besides this old man?

"So what can I do if I die or not? I only have a remnant soul left, which will disappear sooner or later. It's a pity that I have never inherited this fate against the will of heaven, sad, sad..."

The old and ancient voice sounded in Qin Chen's mind again. This time, Qin Chen understood that it was really the old man who spoke.

This person has been dead for countless thousands of years, but there is still a wisp of residual soul that has not dissipated. What kind of cultivation is this?

Even the ordinary Nine Heavens Martial Emperor does not have such strength.

Could this person be the legendary existence that entered the holy realm?

Qin Chen looked at the old man in front of him in shock and bowed quickly, "I am reckless and rushed to the retreat of my senior. I will leave. I promise that I will never tell you what happened here."

The other party's voice could actually sound directly in his mind, and Qin Chen felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"A place of retreat? Haha, in the ancient battle, the soul of the old man was broken, and only a skin was left. If it weren't for the existence of the soul-fixing treasure on his body, and this trace of residual soul was preserved, the old man would have disappeared and turned into dust. Alas..."

The old man's voice was filled with endless desolation and loneliness.

It's like an ending old man remembering his past.

"I am the fate of my family, taking the opportunity of heaven and earth, and reversing the world, with infinite power. It can be said to be a heritage against the sky. Unfortunately, you don't want to inherit it at all. Could it be that my peerless magical skills will be completely dissipated in history?"

The old man's voice became weaker and weaker.

"Is this guy asking himself to worship him as his teacher?"

Qin Chen has a strange face.

I just feel that there is a strong strange meaning here.

For example, how did black slaves appear here? Why did they faint here?

Who is this old man? Why did he appear in the palace under the Black Death Swamp? What is the connection between this place and Gu Nandu?

Immediately bowed and said, "Senior, who are you? Why did you appear here, and where is this place?"

Qin Chen asked while looking at the old man.

"Who am I? Haha... It's been too long and I don't know who I am. As for where is this place? This is the battlefield between the human race and the alien race in my Tianwu Continent..."

Qin Chen was shocked, the battlefield between humans and aliens?

Qin Chen also knew from the ancient Nandu that in ancient times, foreign races invaded the Tianwu Continent, but encountered strong resistance from the human race. As a result, the powerful human race worked together to drive the alien race out of the Tianwu Continent.

But mainland history was also cut off, and it was an extremely dark and turbulent era.

Could it be that this old man, like Gu Nandu, was the strong man who fought against the alien race in the past, and finally died here helplessly?

For a moment, Qin Chen felt awe in his heart.

Although he didn't know what the old man's true identity was, according to the information obtained by Gu Nandu and what the old man said, he could imagine the tragic battle that year.

He has always admired such a person very much.

The old voice sighed again: "Looking at your presence here, my human race should have won the war. I just don't know how long it has been since that battle? I don't know if my friends are still alive."

Qin Chenlian said respectfully: "Senior, as he expected, the ancient war finally won the victory, but no one knows how long it has passed."

Speaking of this, Qin Chen smiled bitterly: "After the war between the ancient human race and the alien race, the mainland fell into a dark and turbulent era. For a long time, the mainland fell into chaos and history was blank. Then the mainland ushered in a new era, and it has not been known how many years have passed since then."

"Has it been so long?" The old man's voice was vicissitudes, with bitterness: "Yes, even the old wisp of remnant soul is almost unable to hold on. I think it's at least tens of thousands of years."

"How could the senior appear here?"

Qin Chen was confused again.

This place is very secret. If the Black Death Swamp was a battlefield in ancient times, it was indeed very similar, but how could this old man appear in such a mysterious palace secret realm underground?

The old man's entire explanation was very normal, but for some reason, Qin Chen always felt something was wrong in his heart.

"Haha, are you wondering why I am here?"

The old man seemed to know what Qin Chen was thinking and sighed softly: "That battle was extremely fierce. I was attacked by a foreign race, and my body was severely damaged. I had to escape from the battlefield, enter the ground, and open up this space. I wanted to use the magical power of creation to heal himself and continue to fight against the enemy, but I never thought that the foreign race's attack was too terrible. Not only was my injuries unable to be cured, but my soul was getting broken more and more."

"At that time, I knew I could not survive, so I kept my remaining soul in the treasure Heavenly Destiny Soul Pearl, trying to escape the disaster, and waiting for my best friend to come to rescue me. Unexpectedly, I waited for a long time, but no one came over. I thought the human race was defeated. Now I heard what my friend said, even if I die, I was satisfied. It's a pity that my extraordinary martial arts..."

The old man continued to sigh.

"Can you still be saved?" Qin Chen was stunned.

"If the rescue was timely at that time, it would be fine. Whether it was the soul-resurrecting pill, the Chaos Reshaping Fruit, etc., it's a pity that now so many years have passed, and only a trace of my soul is left. Except for those who are destined to teach me all my skills, any pills and treasures may no longer be saved."

"What magical skills are the seniors practicing and what conditions are required? If possible, I can find a way to find successors for my seniors."
Chapter completed!