This place is not only the tomb of the kings from outside the territory and the so-called Cang slaves, but also the tomb of all the powerful people in the vast world.
Buried in the past years.
There are too many supremely powerful people who are famous all over the world.
"Taixu Dao Sect, the first Dao Master!"
"Fight against Tianzong, fight against the Patriarch!"
"Head of the First Family of the Great Zhao Dynasty!"
"The Great Qin Dynasty, the unparalleled God of War, Bai Zhan!"
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As Chu Feng walked forward, the more he came into contact, the more shocked he became. Someone left his name.
Using his unparalleled magical power, he carved the names and recorded them for these people so that future generations could know their names after many years.
This battle.
The emperors of the four great dynasties died, Cang Nu died, and all the powerful people also fell on the spot.
But some people survive.
He did not die immediately. He was sad and miserable. He used blood as a pen to write here the names that have moved through the years.
These people include the ancestors of the sect, the emperor, and the sages of the family in the past.
If you look for them, you can see their names at the forefront of any sect that is famous today.
"The great wars of that era caused the battlefield of gods and demons to stand, and it was precisely for this reason that there was later stability."
"I didn't expect that there would be such a tragic battle among them. Almost all the strongest men in the vast world fell."
Chu Feng looked at them one by one, feeling frightened.
But then.
He was shaken suddenly, as if he thought of something.
"Then, who was the person who didn't fall immediately?" His eyes moved and he looked towards the end of the ruins.
There was a person who came from the vast world and never died in the first place.
In the past wars, the emperors of the four dynasties were the first to bear the brunt, resisting everything, blocking most of the impact, burning the last drop of blood, leaving only a trace.
The remaining powers, because of their strength, died almost instantly.
But one person survived.
Never died directly.
He used his own blood to leave their names in front of these fallen strong men.
Who could that person be?
Chu Feng's heart moved, and he walked most of the way through the ruins, heading towards the end.
"Did that strong man survive and get out of here?"
"Did he leave, or did he never escape and die here?"
Chu Feng's mind was racing.
He wants to know the results.
If the strong man left and walked out of this place, then he could also follow the steps of the strong man and leave this terrifying tomb.
It involves the emperor, various powers, and even an unimaginable enemy.
Chu Feng no longer wants to look back on the past.
The most urgent thing is to leave this place.
He knew that his own strength was simply not enough to penetrate these truths!
"There are different bloodstains. Unlike the strong ones, which have exhausted their divinity, a trace of luster remains. Although it has also gone through the years, it has not been exhausted!"
Finally, Chu Feng's eyes lit up.
He reached the end of the ruins, where there was a long path with huge rocks and twists and turns.
Walking towards the depths seems to lead to the endless unknown.
"The way of the void, the power of space, the law of condensation, and creation. Unfortunately, my qualifications are limited. Even if I am lucky enough to survive, I will not be able to go further!"
Somewhere along the trail, some words were carved in blood, exuding an ancient charm.
These are the words left by the strong man who is not dead.
"My body is dying and I will leave it to someone who is destined for me!"
Follow the blood trail.
Chu Feng saw a human body sitting cross-legged at the end of the path, wearing a purple and gold robe, a handsome face, and a head of white hair. On his chest was a scar that could shatter the human body.
The weird interweaving of divine patterns will last forever.
He is the owner of these bloodstains.
"He finally fell. He died in the middle of the path and never reached the end." Chu Feng sighed softly.
He came to the physical body.
In front of this body, there are countless strange lines that are carved and outlined, bursting out layers of emptiness.
The words used in the vast world are completely different from those of outsiders, and they contain the origin, as if to prevent outsiders from understanding.
"The Void Treasure Technique!"
Chu Feng looked at these handwritings, his spiritual thoughts roared, and he was completely shocked.
This turned out to be a void treasure technique.
"My name is Jiang Shaoyang!"
"For the sake of all sentient beings, join forces with the powerful forces to enter this place and fight against the slaves in order to seek peace in the world."
"However, all the powerful people fell, and the ultimate blow was unstoppable. But I used the Void Treasure Technique to escape into the void and hide in the illusion. I was lucky enough to survive. When I got here, I was unable to go deep. I wanted to get a glimpse of the great secret, but I couldn't..."
The handwriting from the following days began to become lighter.
Obviously.
The former supreme master of the Jiang family has become powerless and is about to fall. His blood has been drained.
"This method is reserved for future generations!"
Finally, there is an ancient scripture, which is like tiny characters. If Chu Feng had not reached the realm of spiritual thoughts, he would not be able to imprint it.
"I never thought that I would be like this and obtain the Jiang family's secret treasure technique, which is one of the top ten treasure techniques, the Void Treasure Technique!"
Chu Feng's eyes moved slightly. He had never expected that he would obtain an unparalleled treasure here and in such a way!