The Tomb of All Nations fell into calm again, and Lin Chen also started to move again.

"The stairs are endless, this is your path."

Lin Chen's eyes were blazing, and his steps on the stairs were firm and powerful.

…

The heaven and earth are vast and the world is peaceful.

The flags are poplar and the hunting breeze is hunting.

"Wind! Wind! Wind!!!"

The strong wind roared, and Lin Chen touched the hundreds of thousands of black flags, divine power spread among them, and the cold armor was transmitted to each warrior.

The army of hundreds of millions, the killing of billions, the banner swept across the endless land, humans, monsters, alien races, the weather of heaven and earth, all surrendered.

"Strong wind! Strong wind!!!"

Lin Chen was that 'wind', even though he knew it was not calling him.

It was a wonderful feeling that he could observe any soldier in an instant, and he could also turn it into a roaring wind in an instant.

At this moment, he became the will of the endless army.

As the army passed by and was patrolling his own land, Lin Chen discovered that he was not just the will of the army.

All things surrender, Lin Chen is infinitely powerful and omnipotent.

The sky was covered with wings, and huge black birds swooped down, followed by the fanatical shouts of hundreds of millions of troops.

In his mind, Lin Chen knew that the black bird was Da Feng.

He was slightly expecting that the strong wind was coming, and the real master of this world would also come.

In the sky, the pressure suddenly rose, and the sky collapsed, or in other words, the sky bent down.

Lin Chen tried hard to raise his head, which was nowhere to be found, but it turned out to be difficult. His field of vision was limited, and he could only look straight ahead like an ant.

He doesn't even deserve to look up.

Somehow, Lin Chen knew that before he could integrate into it, that person had already arrived, but only he could look up.

Why are you one of your own? Lin Chen knows.

Kneel down and surrender.

"Is this your path?" Lin Chen felt the flames igniting on the bodies of those billions of creatures, burning their souls, and a black silhouette was imprinted into everyone's deepest memory.

Lin Chen could see all this clearly.

The strong wind howled, but Lin Chen's back felt chilly. He saw the truth of everything.

Before the army of hundreds of millions took a step, countless souls burned, and their backs replaced some of them, and Lin Chen was the will of those burned souls floating in the sky.

One moment, Lin Chen felt that he could do anything, and the next moment, he understood that he really could do nothing.

He frantically wanted to raise his head, but there was a strong wind between heaven and earth. He couldn't even look directly at others.

Lin Chen didn't know where his body was. He could only feel that his 'head' was creaking, his skull was tearing, he was sweating, and maybe his expression was ferocious.

Bang!

——

Lin Chen gasped for breath, opened his eyes and saw the pale stairs at his feet.

He raised his head and glanced at the endless stairs above his head. There was still no end in sight.

Only he didn't look at the back. He knew that even if the last step fell, the number of stairs behind would still be infinite.

In the silent army of heroic spirit guards, the ten gods turned their heads and looked sideways. The forest dust on the stairs had been hidden in the pale clouds.

They have some expectations, but they don't know what they will experience on the stairs.

"Perhaps, he can walk up there." Amid the fragrance of the soil, a strong man whispered in the center of the Emperor's Tomb. At that moment, there was a hint of coolness in the entire territory of the Tomb of All Nations.

Like the gradual autumn wind, like the freezing cold of winter.

But the strong is ancient, and he understands what that means.

What is the most important thing for human beings? Inheritance.

No matter how brilliant the emperor is, he is still a human being and he also has a legacy, but no one knows what the legacy will look like in the end.

"If it succeeds, there will be one more defending emperor in the world."

"The Heroic Spirit Guard is only loyal to the emperor, you are overthinking it."

"Then they should have died a long time ago." In the depths of the void, someone was so fearful that his voice became a few notches lower.

There is silence in the nothingness, until all consciousness ends, and no one sighs.

"They will, but that will be after us..."

…

"Every man holds a sword and fights to protect the country..."

"A gentleman wields his sword with clang, and protects his country without borders..."

The army below him recalled the war song, which was so exciting that the sergeant's voice lit up the bright galaxy.

Lin Chen, on the other hand, struggled to hold up his body.

His 'spine' was broken, but he never fell.

"The wishes of all living beings are overwhelming the sky, suppressing the abyss, and overwhelming the sun and the moon." Slowly, Lin Chen stood up, and he finally understood why the emperor can be called the only one in history who can be as famous as Zhenwu, even though he is unknown.

Yes, nameless.

The moment he became an emperor, the emperor's death was covered by the tide, but he never announced his honorary name.

The reason why Zhenwu is the best in ancient times is because he has killed immortals.

But this one can compare to the other because he has eaten the emperor.

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"The one who eats the emperor is not the emperor who eats the emperor, but the emperor of the immortals."

In an unknown land, a huge city stands out of thin air, and the eyes within it are open.

It's freezing cold, and the city of Eternal Life actually feels the coldness.

Looking through the curtain, he seemed to see Lin Chen becoming conscious.

There are two eyes, one is the emperor's immortality, while the other has bright eyes, dotted with stars, "Can he survive?"

"It's hard, it's hard, it's hard!" A white sword trembled slightly, as if he was speaking too softly.

"Perhaps I should have taken that path back then."

"Ha..." The Lord of Changsheng City chuckled and shook his head without saying anything.

"The Emperor Devourer is as famous as the Immortal Slaughterer. The Immortal Slayer slaughters the immortals in the sky, and the Emperor Devourer is the only one in the world. Why can the two be equated?"

"Because the strong man who kills the immortal is the one who kills the existence in the sky, and the latter is against the will of the entire world."

The Lord of Changsheng City couldn't help but sigh after finishing speaking. He felt pressure even after saying these two things.

"So do you think that even if you are the son of a true immortal, do you really have this strength?" The stars dimmed and the bright figure fell silent.

Emperor Zhenwu is famous because he killed an immortal who could change the sky, and he killed the master of Xuan Gong in vain and killed the great emperor. However, the great emperor had the support of the whole world and was bound to become an immortal.

Once upon a time, he had a choice to see how to use Xuan Gong in vain, but he chose to give up.

As the son of a true immortal, he was so taken care of that he could see the end of whatever he wanted. In the end, he saw his own result in endless deductions, and he failed to make it through the last step.

So faced with the inevitable outcome, he chose to give up.

"Although it is impossible in this world, can he do it?"

Even a true immortal cannot say that he has seen everything about anyone, but everyone doubts that an ordinary person can really withstand a world?
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