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45. Valley of Eternal Blossoms

The Supreme Gods are all demigods of the wilderness who incorporate the power of the elements.

The green dragon is fused with the water element, giving it extra healing power; the Zhuhe is fused with the fire element, giving it a purifying effect; and the white tiger is fused with the wind element, giving it an attack that frightens the world.

The power of wind and thunder; and Xuan Niu, this deity with the will to protect has been fused with the earth element, making its already solid defense nearly invincible with the blessing of the earth element.

In other words, the black bull is the supreme god, and even the top human shield that can withstand beatings among all the wilderness demigods. It is so meaty that it even makes the almost omnipotent lord feel irritated...

Under the frenzied attack of the death ghost warriors, it took the great lord a full 15 minutes and endless bombardment to break open the black bull's layer of fur that was thicker than a tortoise shell, and then again

In exchange for the now docile soul sword Tianqi, he cut off a large piece of soul from the weak black bull's soul body as a reward for this battle.

The Sha of Fear is really a cunning little bastard. It probably planned everything when it escaped from the seal. It spent more than half of its power to infect the black bull, but the facts proved that this decision was correct.

Only a human shield type god like Xuan Niu, who is extremely good at fighting, can sustain himself in front of the Lord of the Dead Realm for such a long time, allowing the Sha of Fear enough time to complete his "work".

"The Heart of Darkness has resurrected! My mission has ended...it is coming back!"

"It's coming back!"

The combat power of the Sha of Fear is not worth mentioning compared to Tyrion. After solving the most difficult Niuzao, the Sha of Fear barely made an effective counterattack before being sealed into "

In "The Bottle of Evil", however, the Evil of Fear is like a crazy and devoted cultist, shouting something that the great lord doesn't care about.

And just after the Sha of Fear was sealed, Zhulong who fought with Xuenu and the guardian water spirit Leishi of Yongchun Terrace also returned to normal due to the calming down of the evil power. However, including Xuenu and the conscious Niuzao,

Everyone, facing the Ten Thousand Years Altar that was completely destroyed by the Evil of Fear in front of them, could not show a calm expression.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Reschi's work! It's over..."

Seeing the altar that was completely destroyed by evil energy, and the Dragon Mist Staff that had lost its mysterious power, the ancient water spirit Reishi who had returned to normal cried like a child.

"I'm going to be scolded by Shaohao now, wuwuwu."

Its voice is very nice, and it sounds like an innocent little girl. The appearance of this water spirit is completely different from that of ordinary water elements. To be precise, water spirits and water elements are two completely different elemental creatures.

Resch's cry made Tyrion turn around. The great lord looked curiously at this powerful ancient water spirit. This thing should be a special elemental creature unique to Pandaria. Its appearance is very anthropomorphic, with arms and slender body.

It has a body, but like the water element, it has no legs. Instead, it has a blue water wave swaying on the ground.

And Resch's head is also very weird, like a funny mask, covered with various clever patterns, and has a pair of big blue eyes.

The fact that Reshi can describe her mood so clearly and how fluently she speaks means that Reshi is probably one of the first water spirits born in Pandaria hundreds of thousands of years ago...

"Shaohao?"

When Tyrion heard the name, he glanced at the spirits behind him with some surprise. He stretched out his hand, picked up the ancient staff that fell on the ground, and waved it in the air. The top of the staff was decorated with sapphire.

The bell swayed, making a light sound, and as the Pandaren prayer flags wrapped around the top of the staff swayed in the air, waves of cold mist also enveloped Tyrion. This thing can actually transmit perfectly.

The great lord takes the power of the death realm and turns it into the form of mist. This is really a strange thing.

"The last emperor really didn't die, right?"

The great lord looked around, closed his eyes, and in the state of spiritual vision, he soon discovered a weak spirit body on the ruins of the Ten Thousand Years Altar that was completely destroyed by the evil spirit of fear.

He was suspended there, seemingly at a loss.

"I see you!"

Under the gaze of all the spirits, Tyrion stretched out his fingers and injected the pure power of death into the weak spirit body that was about to disappear. After a moment, a pandaren in spiritual form appeared in front of the eyes of the spirits.

He is not much different from other Pandaren, but his face is majestic, and although the black and white robe worn by the spirit body looks simple, the four spirit carvings in it prove his noble status.

"Shaohao! My friend..."

The moment Xuen saw this spirit body, its eyes widened.

The rumors from the outside world are true! The soul of the last emperor Shaohao has actually existed in the fog of Yongchun Terrace for ten thousand years...

"Ah, it's Xuen Tianzun."

Shaohao, who was truly transformed into a spirit body, still seemed a little at a loss. He looked around at the surrounding environment, and then at his blue illusory body. Finally, the last generation who sacrificed himself for Pandaria

The emperor raised his head and turned his gaze to the spirits in front of him. He smiled and waved to them as he had done thousands of years ago:

"There is also Tianzun Niuzao, and my old friend Zhulong, and oh, there is also the cute little Leishi. When I am sleeping, I will sometimes hear you singing for me. The singing is so beautiful... It's a pity that I didn't

There is no way to respond to you. The Staff of Mist protects my remaining soul, but it also binds my will. Only in this way will I not wither in time... By the way, who is this powerful friend?"

Shaohao spun around in the air flexibly, tilted his head, and looked at Tyrion's slightly thin face and his sharp long ears:

"Are you an elf? Are you one of Queen Azshara's people?"

"I'm not."

Tyrion responded gently:

"Time has passed too long, the last emperor. It may take you some time to accept the new knowledge and the new era, but in any case, I am happy to see the Pandaren welcome their emperor back after ten thousand years... said

To be honest, with the situation they are facing now, they really need a wise leader."

"You came back just in time!"

"So...how many years has passed now?"

Shaohao's eyes became serious. He looked back at Xuen and asked:

"I was awakened from that silence just now, and I felt the breath of the Evil of Fear. Could it be that the Evil has broken its seal again? And... where is my staff? I remember that the Staff of Mist was placed there.

..”

As he spoke, Shaohao saw the Staff of Mist held by Tyrion. The last emperor's eyes widened:

"That's mine..."

"No!"

The great lord shook his head stubbornly. He touched the simple sapphire bell on the top of the staff of mist and the elegant prayer flags fluttering in the wind with great fondness. He said seriously to Shaohao:

"This is mine! In return for saving your life, I think it's reasonable for you to give it to me as a gift...don't you think so?"

The big lord's eyes swept over Xuenu, Niuzao, Zhulong and the timid little Lei Shi who was hiding behind Shaohao. No one expressed any objection...especially after seeing with their own eyes how the big lord behaved.

When Niuzao was beaten, no one expressed dissatisfaction, not even a squeak.

"Well..."

The last emperor Shaohao was indeed a man who did great things. After a brief hesitation, he noticed several strange bottles tied to the belt by the great lord, as well as the body of the evil spirit sealed in the bottles. At this moment, Shaohao

Then he understood the reason why Tyrion appeared here, so he smiled heartily:

"Okay, okay, classy new friend, the Dragon Mist Staff is just a symbol of the emperor and a medium for rituals. I don't usually use this staff to fight. The hospitable Pandaren should help us thoroughly.

The distinguished guest who has dealt with the evil threat is ready to reward me, and I think the Dragon Staff is a suitable gift."

Having said this, the last Pandaren Emperor remembered something again. He looked back at Xuen and asked softly:

"Oh, by the way, I remember that before the ceremony, I gave my weapon, the Staff of Fortune, to my friend the Monkey King for safekeeping. That brave but restless monkey must have caused trouble to you all these years.

It's a big trouble... Where is he now?"

This question made Xuenu silent. After a few seconds, Mighty Heavenly Lord said softly:

"Shaohao, my friend, in the 17th year after you transformed into the mist, the Monkey King, who was in a bad mood, went out for a trip, and then never appeared again... Like you, he was making plans for Pandaria.

After making great contributions, it disappeared from history, and now...it has already passed since the time when the fog sealed it, exactly...10,000 years."

This answer made the gentle smile on Shaohao's face stiffen. As a spirit, he also felt bitter at this moment. The mood of the spirits also became slightly sad because of this, but he tapped his fingers lightly on his hand.

The great lord with the sapphire bell on the top of the Mist Staff had a glimmer of light in his ice-blue eyes.

If he remembers correctly...

The Monkey King is not dead, that weird hozen demigod... was just trapped somewhere because of a stupid mistake.

But the high lord did not tell this fact. He did not want to show his "all-knowing and all-powerful" side in front of these pandas and demigods. That was not what he wanted to see.

After a few minutes of silence, Shaohao let out a long sigh. The last emperor looked at the surrounding palaces that were destroyed in the battle with some regret. He stroked the head of little Shui Ling Lei Shi and said softly:

"Ah, time flies by like a flash. When I fell into a deep sleep, I knew that I would experience some weird things. However, after I woke up, the sadness came so quickly... But we don't have time to be sad.

, friends.”

Shaohao's expression became more serious, and he said to the spirits in front of him:

"The Evil of Fear awakened me. This may be its purpose... Back then, under the guidance of the Wisdom God, I got rid of six negative emotions in my body. Then, the last and most terrifying negative emotion has been bothering me.

Me, and I failed to discover it.”

"Pride... that is the biggest original sin hidden in my heart. At the moment when the mist ceremony was completed, I enjoyed the glory of the savior. The pride in my heart reached its peak at that moment, and then the most terrifying pride was evoked.

But fortunately, I was not wearing the magical mask crafted by the Monkey King himself at that time, so the evil spirit was not attracted."

Shaohao personally told the unknown history of ten thousand years ago, which made the expressions of Tianzun Xuenu and Niuzao become very serious. They had a premonition that this story of Shaohao would probably reveal the secret of ten thousand years ago.

.

"But I sensed the emergence of the evil of pride, so I could only choose to destroy my own will and body so that I would not become its carrier. After I transformed into the mist, I could still feel that the evil of pride passed through me.

It was triggered, but because of the lack of a carrier, it has always existed in the heart of darkness that gave birth to it and other demons!"

A trace of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the last emperor:

"This is the purpose of the Evil of Fear. When it awakens me, it means that it also awakens the Evil of Pride caused by me, and indirectly awakens the sleeping heart of darkness!"

"You should know that the Mantid respects a mysterious ancient sage, which they call the "Master"! We always thought that was the virtual evil god of the Mantid, but now it seems that it is not! The Master, that heart, is

The heart of darkness buried under the earth of Pandaria is the master of the mantid! The evil is also born from it!"

"We must find it before the Mantid! Otherwise, that terrifying master will resurrect on this land!"

Shaohao's words silenced all the spirits. Xuenu raised its head, looked at the last emperor, and asked in a deep voice:

"So Shaohao, where is the Heart of Darkness?"

Shaohao looked to the southwest at this moment, pointed there, and said:

"Right in the center of Pandaria, the sacred place that gave birth to all life on this continent...it is in the Vale of Eternal Blossoms!"

"ah!"

The always steady white tiger let out an exclamation at this moment, and a humanized expression of joy flashed across its big furry face:

"Thankfully we came to you first. Just a few days ago, the mantid once again started a hundred-year cycle of attacks, and this time they unsealed the demons, causing the complete fall of Panlong Spine. We had planned to open the Splendid

The valley has given refuge to the refugees... It's really lucky. If we had opened the valley rashly without knowing the existence of the Heart of Darkness... I'm afraid..."

"Now it seems that we can't easily open the Valley of Eternal Blossoms, especially when the mantid army is approaching..."

"No!"

Tyrion, who had been silent for the whole time, pressed the Mist Staff in his hand against the ground, and amid the slight sound of the sapphire bell, he said:

"You have to open it! The mantid is not the problem..."

"You have to open it as quickly as possible. I have already said that I am here for this..."


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