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Chapter 968 I don't change my face, but you are old(1/4)

On the east mountain.

A moment.

I don’t know how many thousands of years have passed in this world.

In the blink of an eye on Dongshan Mountain, the earth has changed.

The ancient bronze coffin in which the Human Emperor was buried was still lying there quietly, exuding endless desolation.

Eight thick iron cables that have been tempered for thousands of times are still tightly connected to the depths of endless darkness.

Lock it tightly.

The Human Emperor was killed by the Lord of Heaven at the end of time and space.

The corpse is also trapped at the end of time and space.

No return!

And I don’t know when.

At the other end of time and space,

An ancient and dilapidated stone ship came through the layers of space, as unstoppable as riding the wind and waves.

Broken stone boat.

It is the holy ship that was once pure and white.

but now.

It was in very bad condition, and the hull was riddled with holes.

However, it is still holy, exuding endless brilliance, illuminating the endless darkness, warming the cold...

now.

It comes out of nowhere.

Like an ancient behemoth.

It smashed ferociously onto the eight hardened iron cables.

boom--

Electric light and flint!

The broken stone boat trembled slightly.

However, the eight extremely strong iron cables remained motionless, and he couldn't help but let out a sad whimper.

Hit it hard again.

The sound shook thousands of miles.

boom--

The iron rope remained motionless, as stable as Mount Tai.

The stone boat smashed down again, twice, three times, four times...

However, the stone boat, which was already very dilapidated, became even more dilapidated.

I don’t know how many years have passed, maybe one year, maybe ten years, maybe a thousand years, maybe ten thousand years.

The eight iron cables that had been tempered for thousands of years were finally broken by the stone ship.

but.

The unbound ancient bronze coffin is still lying there.

Lying quietly and motionless.

at this time.

A faint shadow stepped off the dilapidated stone boat.

The phantom is wearing a very ordinary gray cloth.

tall and big.

A roll of bamboo slips hangs around his waist.

Although you can't see his face clearly, you can feel that the other person is an old Confucian scholar who has read many poems and books.

There is a rich and extremely literary atmosphere exuding all over his body.

The old Confucian scholar did not look small at all under the thousand-foot stone boat, but he was very eye-catching.

Walking step by step towards the ancient bronze coffin in the void.

Finally, he stopped in front of the bronze coffin.

After the old Confucian scholar came down.

One figure after another stepped off the stone boat.

They are either clothed in commoners, or in green shirts, or in Confucian robes, or carrying harps on their backs, or hanging swords, or holding chess, or holding pens, or holding fans...

Everyone exudes a rich and extremely literary spirit.

One, two, three...

A total of ninety-nine and eighty-one shadows stepped off the stone ship.

They slowly gathered in front of the ancient bronze coffin, exuding an aura of sadness and wisps of sadness.

"My Emperor——"

Eighty-one phantoms faced the bronze coffin. After adjusting their clothes, they all knelt down and worshiped with a "swish" sound.

"Long live Long live Long live!"

The voice was extremely sad.

Eighty-one phantoms knelt in the void for a long time. They all had tears streaming down their faces and were extremely sad.

Cry loudly!

My emperor, collapse the sky!!





In the void where darkness and coldness coexist.

Eighty-one shadows, carrying a huge bronze coffin on their shoulders, boarded the dilapidated stone boat step by step.

The bronze coffin was so heavy that it seemed to bend the eighty-one shadows.

The steps were heavy and he walked step by step.

"My emperor, return—"

A sad voice echoed throughout the universe.

As a result, the dilapidated stone boat carrying the ancient bronze coffin left the end of the world and drifted in the endless void.

Find your way back.

Feng Qingyan called out again, singing "The Soul Calling" that penetrated time and space.

but.

But they couldn't hear it.

I can no longer guide them and light up the dark places.

It seems that after cutting off the iron chain of heaven, it lost all its power and completely severed contact with him.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The holy radiance exuded by the dilapidated stone ship is gradually fading away.

The speed starts getting slower and slower.

The vast universe, the boundless starry sky, and the dead silence of coldness and darkness are everywhere.

In the vast sky.

Although there are billions of stars, it is difficult to find traces of life, and it is even harder to find a way back.

This dilapidated stone ship is like a lonely ant crawling slowly in the dark, cold and boundless universe.

Extremely lonely.

I don’t know how many years have passed.

The broken stone ship carried the ancient bronze coffin to a silver-white galaxy, and finally landed helplessly on a desolate planet.

Rumble——

The stone ship hit the ground and sunk deeply, causing the entire planet to tremble.
To be continued...
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