...Where will people go after death, this is an eternal question.
If the Chinese people answer, they would say that they would die and disappear, or go to heaven and underworld.
If the monks from Shanhai Realm were asked to answer, they would say they had gone to the Yin and Netherlands.
And if the monks in the higher realm answered, the answer would be replaced by the Netherworld.
The three answers are actually not the real answer.
…”Evil Emperor Chen Xuan…” “Evil Emperor Chen Xuan…” “Evil Emperor…” A voice from the deep and distant sky echoed in nothingness.
Sometimes it is blurred, sometimes it is extremely clear.
"Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, I am Huang Tian..." Hiss! Hiss! His headache was split! Chen Xuan suddenly woke up, sat up from the water, his mind was empty.
"Wild Heaven?
The Holy King of the Wilderness?”
Chen Xuan immediately let go of his spiritual consciousness and was surprised to find that he did not have the so-called spiritual consciousness.
No, nothing is gone.
The spiritual consciousness, body, magic power, natal stars, Taoist heart heaven and earth, Emperor's sword, Evil Martial Master, Immortal Sword Realm, Four Nosense, Eight Bibles, All of them are gone.
Even a person's most basic emotions and six desires are in a state of extreme degradation.
Even though I found myself in a mysterious space and lost everything, I still couldn't feel panic and panic.
Chen Xuan couldn't help but think of a question - am I still me?
After calming down, Chen Xuan felt that his condition was very subtle and difficult to describe it in any words.
Things like physical consciousness and Eight Tribes were either lost or killed by the Holy King of the Underworld.
Chen Xuan could feel that "they" were in a state of nothingness, which was clearly on him, but could not be seen or touched, which was very strange.
"Evil Emperor..." The mysterious voice remembered again, not from the depths of my mind, but... Chen Xuan immediately looked down and found that he was holding a symbol with the most gorgeous and dazzling style in his hand.
Holy Seal! Seeing this holy seal, Chen Xuan instantly remembered what happened before he was killed by the Holy King of the Underworld.
He saw that the Holy King of Huangtian consumed his last power and sacrificed the holy seal to block his chest.
After that, everything turned into nothingness.
Seeing the ancient word "王" floating quietly in this holy seal shining with mysterious flowing light, Chen Xuan's eyes condensed and found that the word "王" was wrapped in a pure white and holy aura.
Taichu’s supreme immortal energy! It turned out that at the last moment, the Holy King Huangtian integrated Taichu’s supreme immortal energy into his holy seal.
Chen Xuan seemed to have lost everything, but in fact he didn't lose anything.
"Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, I am the Holy King of Huangtian, this is my story."
A heavy and ancient voice came from the holy seal.
"I was born after the destruction of the prehistoric era and before the rebirth of the first era, I was the son of the royal family in the mortal world."
"I am born with the supreme atmosphere, but I am jealous of my fellow tribes. I am forced to enter the dangerous and broken wasteland, experience life and death experiences again and again, and kill countless powerful enemies of ferocious beasts."
"After that, I went to the upper realm, fought everywhere, fought against the cunning immortals, and led the descendants of the prehistoric human race to regain their glory."
"After that, I will become the supreme body, fight against the geniuses of all races, break the eternal taboos, create a new path of cultivation for the human race, remove all major areas of death and bury immortals, and become the first person in the human world."
"After..." Hearing the Saint King of Huangtian tells his glorious deeds, Chen Xuan seemed to have returned to the new and glorious human era when the prehistoric world was destroyed.
When Huang Tian heard the voice behind him, he became more and more excited and indignant, because no matter how powerful he was, he still had to witness a fellow human being die.
"At the end of my cultivation, I found that I could not fight against the burial immortal by relying on one kind of great way to achieve the Holy King."
"So I kept turning to the mortals and re-cultivating them, gathering seven great ways, and was just about to be found by the main force of the Burial Immortal."
"My ultimate battle with the Burial Immortal. One man has a man who can defeat many fallen saints. He killed three of them. He was unable to match his strength and was eventually infected by the source of darkness..." "Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, you are the second supreme human race I have ever seen who can gather multiple great ways."
"Now, I hand over my holy seal to you, and I hope you can understand the ultimate mystery of the great way."
The voice of the Saint King Huangtian stopped abruptly, and the dazzling holy seal containing the word "王" was gradually integrated into Chen Xuan's palm.
It took a long time before Chen Xuan came to his senses and his eyes became extremely firm.
No matter what kind of ghost place it is, he must find a way to leave and fight with the Burial Immortal! Looking around, his place seems to be a quiet lake.
There is a faint light in the distance, but it is not the sky light, it is mysterious and strange.
Chen Xuan climbed up from the lake, and the water surface reached only to his knees.
After looking around, Chen Xuan found a direction based on his intuition and kept moving forward.
This trip took ten days.
For ten days, I didn’t walk out of the lake, nor did I encounter other monks or creatures.
There are no sun, moon, stars in the sky to determine the direction, and there are no monsters following and attacking in the lake.
Chen Xuan was so curious.
What the hell is this?
After walking for another ten days.
Chen Xuan finally walked to the shore, and there was darkness ahead, without ghosts and monsters, only endless nothingness.
Faced with this situation, Chen Xuan still walked on unswervingly.
Even if it takes ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years to leave this mysterious place, Chen Xuan will never give up.
The holy seal of the Saint King Huangtian has no power here, and the supreme immortal energy absorbed into the holy seal cannot help Chen Xuan either.
Chen Xuan's only way is to keep walking with his legs.
This is a huge torture for a monk who could fly and escape from the sky and escape thousands of miles in a flash.
Even if this place can erase all emotions of people, it will drive people crazy over time.
Chen Xuan can only rely on the beliefs of relatives, Hongyan and friends, although this is also dangerous to go crazy.
About a month later, Chen Xuan finally met the first "person".
He is a hunched old man.
However, this old man stood there with the might of standing upright.
Chen Xuan walked over quickly: "This fellow Taoist..." The old man turned around, with no expression on his face, but it was not scary, just as if the endless years had erased the seven emotions and six desires that humans should have.
"I finally have a companion."
The old man didn't look very happy when he said this. He continued to walk forward rhythmically, and asked, "What's your name?"
"Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, I didn't ask what to call him."
Chen Xuan followed him with him.
"A pretty good title. In my era, people respectfully called me Emperor Cangyu."
When Chen Xuan heard the old man say his name, he was not surprised: "I guess, senior was once the supreme emperor of the human race."
"That's already a very distant thing. After walking for so long, I almost forgot everything except my title."
The old man said this, but his belief in moving forward was very firm.
"How long have you been gone?"
"Ten million years, one hundred million years, or one billion years?