The God King's Palace made an almost roaring sound, making all the people of Mingxi City look in disbelief.
"What happened?"
The first thing they thought of was that something happened in the God King's Palace, and a frightening power appeared to shake the God King's Palace.
However, the next moment, the blood-red clouds mixed with pitch-black clouds between the sky and the earth swayed into a curtain of light.
Like a vast ocean, it instantly dissipated the original beam of light from the God King's Palace.
"this……"
A well-informed god-king stood up. Their strength was extraordinary, and their vision was beyond the reach of ordinary people.
They looked at the sea of light in the void and couldn't help but be dumbfounded at this moment.
In that sea of light, an ancient figure was reflected.
The figure was kneeling on one knee, with long blood-stained hair falling.
The shirt is broken.
Wearing a war spear.
Behind him was a trail of blood.
All around him were densely packed corpses.
He knelt down in the sea of blood among the mountains of corpses, holding a blood-soaked battle flag in his hand.
The battle flag is broken, crying and roaring in the cold wind.
The setting sun in the sky is like blood.
The kneeling figure was rendered extremely miserable.
"That……"
When a god spoke, I felt shocked, but couldn't say what happened next.
Because they didn't know who the man in the picture was. They just felt that the latter was unusually powerful. Even though he was kneeling down at the moment, but... that somewhat curved back gave everyone an inexplicable sense of majesty.
However, no one knows him.
He seems to be fighting in all directions, and he seems to be dying in battle.
But...he disappeared in the long river of time!
No one knows.
No one asked.
No one remembers him either.
In the God King's Palace, Qin Zheng suddenly opened his eyes. He looked up at the figure in the sea of light, and his eyes suddenly condensed.
He seemed to have been awakened from dusty memories, and the light in his eyes became increasingly fiery.
"It's him……"
Qin Zheng spoke, and he recognized the figure in the picture.
"Lord Qin Zheng!"
Ming Xilan approached Qin Zheng. It seemed that he didn't know the latter's origin and wanted to get answers from Qin Zheng.
"His name is...Zang Tian!"
Um?
What!
Ming Xilan was confused for a moment, then her expression changed drastically. She stared at Qin Zheng in disbelief, then turned to look at the figure in the picture in horror.
"Could it be that...that legend is true?"
Ming Xilan asked in disbelief.
Qin Zheng did not answer Ming Xilan's words, but bowed deeply to the blood-stained figure kneeling on the ground.
"Everyone today should be grateful for everything this gentleman has done. Without him, there would be no human race today!"
Qin Zheng spoke slowly.
"Could it be that millions of years ago, the human race really suffered a tidal disaster?"
Ming Xilan still couldn't believe it, but he got the accurate answer from Qin Zheng's expression.
The human race has experienced several tidal catastrophes.
Every disaster that comes is the destruction and long rebirth of the human race.
No exception.
However……
According to the legend of the human race, millions of years ago, there was a god-king who rose up like a bright moon and a bright sun. He fought against all races and conquered all ages with one man!
He alone broke through the tidal catastrophe and saved the current civilization of the human race from extinction.
"No……"
Qin Zheng shook his head, as if to break the legend, "The tidal disaster did not happen at that time!"
Ming Xilan breathed a long sigh of relief, seeming to be deeply worried about the tidal disaster.
"But he alone directly killed the source of the tidal disaster!"
Qin Zheng spoke slowly, which frightened Ming Xilan so much that his expression changed.
"Killing the source of the tidal disaster..."
Ming Xilan took a breath, with disbelief in her eyes.
Qin Zheng lowered his head and glanced at Ming Xilan, and then said: "Your realm is not enough, I can't tell you any more!"
Ming Xilan: "..."
He was a descendant of Mingxi God King and felt that he had been greatly insulted.
"So...the Burial God King that does not exist in the history books of the human race really exists?"
God King Mingxi is still a little unsure.
"exist!"
Qin Zheng gave a definite answer.
He was currently staring at the broken God King in the sea of light, his brows furrowed, and he seemed not to be happy about the emergence of the inheritance of the Buried God King.
"Is...is there anything wrong?"
Ming Xilan also discovered something strange about Qin Zheng.
"The appearance of the Burying God Record, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing..."
Qin Zheng lowered his head, looking like he had encountered something very difficult.
"What does this mean?"
Ming Xilan asked.
"Your level is too low!"
Qin Zheng still spoke.
Ming Xilan suddenly became a little autistic. As for...I said it twice in a row. If you don't want to say it, just don't say it. I, Ming Xilan, am also a shameless person.
Qin Zheng shook his head, then moved his eyes to look at the end of the thousands of tombs and the forest wasteland suspended in the air in front of the Mingxi Divine Tomb.
At this moment... the sea of light above the nine heavens came out of Lin Huang.
Regarding this point, Ming Xilan and Qin Zheng are not too surprised.
After all... among this younger generation, Lin Huang is the most talented, and it is understandable that he can obtain the inheritance of the Burial God King!
"I asked you to come and get the inheritance of the God King, but I didn't let you touch that forbidden master!"
Qin Zheng murmured in a low voice, looking at Lin Huang's expression, he felt a little bit annoyed, but also seemed a little excited.
Compared to the shock from the outside world, Lin Huang, who was immersed in the spiritual sea, was much calmer.
The Mingxi God King he was comprehending has disappeared.
Instead, nine stone tablets appeared in the sea of consciousness!
Eight of the stone monuments are bare and can be called wordless monuments.
On one of the inscriptions, there are dense patterns of cultivation. Those patterns are flowing and extremely complicated.
Lin Huang glanced at it and felt that the sea of souls was turbulent and in danger of a tsunami.
"The Record of Buried Gods, the Human Race of Yongzhen!"
Lin Huang murmured to himself.
That was the heartfelt reaction from his soul when the nine stone tablets appeared in his spiritual realm. It seems...these nine stone tablets should be called this name!
"The Burial God King..."
Lin Huang murmured to himself. This name suddenly appeared in his mind, but he didn't know who the Burial God King was?
The name is quite impressive.
"call……"
Lin Huang took a long breath, exited the soul sea, and ended the inheritance.
There were four heavenly gates before.
Now there are nine more stone tablets.
What is this for?
Next time, there won’t be anything fancy!
Lin Huang put his hands behind his hands, landed lightly on his toes, and appeared in front of Qin Zheng in one leap.
When he got closer, Lin Huang frowned slightly... It seemed that everyone inside was focused on him.
??
"What bad thing did I do again?"
Lin Huang asked Qin Zheng.
"What good things have you done?"
Facing Lin Huang, Qin Zheng still maintained Qin Changsheng's easy-going attitude, but still kept a straight face to maintain his dignity.
"Lin Huang... what kind of inheritance did you just have?"
Ji Yaoguang appeared in front of Lin Huang with a sliding shovel and asked anxiously.
They all saw the amazing scene just now.
Ji Yaoguang watched with his own eyes as the smile on Xia Yihou's mouth gradually disappeared and then became serious. He was really a small-minded person.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"
Lin Huang was about to answer, but was interrupted by Qin Zheng.