The first thousand one hundred and fifty-eight chapters are only strong and not weak
It is naturally difficult for one person to quell this catastrophe.
What Chu Cheng is worried about is that the strong men in this forgotten world choose to protect themselves wisely, choose to hide from the world, and abandon the common people.
This disaster in the Forgotten Realm is, in the final analysis, a disaster for those human beings.
There are tens of thousands of powerful people in the world. Although it is a powerful force that this forgotten land cannot resist, very few will target those powerful people in the mysterious realm.
After all, there is only a one-hundred-year period. Even a powerful person in the Nirvana Realm cannot be sure to kill a powerful Xuanzang in a short period of time.
The time they need will take at least several months, or even years. If that strong man escapes, it will be extremely difficult to kill him, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
For ghosts and immortals, the power of Qi and blood possessed by the strong ones in the second step is more powerful than millions of human beings.
But this is for human beings. Here are the remnants of the gods.
In all the heavens and worlds, if there is any place where the life force and blood are the most majestic, only the life here is not as powerful as the tens of thousands of life beings compared to a Xuanjing immortal.
The descendants of the Gods only need a million people to offset the problem.
Although there are some divine races hiding in the cave sky, these are only a small part. Less than one-tenth of the races occupy this area of heaven and earth.
Half of the races once had true gods and opened up caves, but most of them gradually collapsed under the erosion of time. As a result, they were completely exposed to the outside world and found it difficult to hide.
The speed of the ghosts and immortals in the Netherworld, and even those who are strong in the second step, is comparable to that of light, and can even exceed it in an explosion. Especially in the Nirvana realm, at a huge cost, a single thought can exceed light years.
In this light-year distance, everything can be seen. This light can pass straight through even the deep and vast black hole cracks in chaos.
It may be difficult for Xuanzhao experts to find the cave, but they can find Nirvana. It just depends on whether they are willing.
After all, in the caves that still remain, there must be strong people from the second step. For those ancient gods, there is a high possibility that there are true gods comparable to Nirvana.
Especially among the ten clans of ancient gods, there are gods comparable to those in the realm of annihilation.
The strong men in the destruction realm, ghosts and immortals have not come. These strong men in the mysterious realm will undoubtedly die if they invade those caves.
Therefore, the eyes of these strong men must be on those races that do not have the cave.
Therefore, when the two gods had two profound realms stationed in charge, Chu Cheng left without any worries. He even quietly set up an isolation immortal formation under the cave with a radius of 100,000 miles.
As long as someone who is not above the middle stage of Nirvana is passing by, it will be difficult to detect even if you deliberately investigate.
In addition, nine killing formations based on Qianqiu and all living beings have been set up. They can wipe out the powerful Xuanzhao in a short time!
Now, the disaster in this Forgotten Realm must have affected the entire city.
Perhaps, most of the powerful people in this world choose to protect themselves and do not sweep away the snow outside, but are only prepared to take care of the world behind them.
But the world is so big and there are so many sentient beings. There will always be a few places where strong people who care about the common people will appear.
Why is it so cold in winter? It hurts my bones and my heart.
The lake that used to have blue waves formed an extremely thick layer of ice under this bone-chilling cold.
This ice layer is not just a surface layer, nor is it a foot or two deep, but extends to the bottom of the river, making everything freeze and there is no wave.
The top was covered with ice shavings, which gradually condensed into bone-chilling stones in the wind and moon. There were people walking on it, step by step, their bodies shaking, but their steps were firm.
This is a boy. A boy with only one arm and one leg.
His other foot was only tied tightly to the thigh and heel with a branch.
The cold wind was biting, but the boy was sweating like rain, soaking his whole body and clothes.
His arms were trembling, and one hand was holding the stick tightly to prevent himself from slipping on the icy mountain road.
This is a mountainside, without a single step. All there is is a slippery surface covered with ice and snow.
At this moment, it was already night. If the ice and snow were not so transparent, it would be impossible to see clearly under the feet.
An ice lamp was tied around his waist.
This is a young man who dug a hole in the hard snow. He used ice as a container and lit a lamp to make the light brighter.
Use this as an ice lantern, which is the best lighting object in this ice and snow.
After a long time, when the sound of the wind gradually stopped, the young man suddenly went limp, lying on the snow, and rolled down the slippery surface.
The young man had obviously exhausted all his energy. The mountain was very high and he didn't know how long he had been climbing. He only knew that when he was hungry, he used snow to satisfy his hunger, and even more so, he used soil as food.
His condition was extremely bad. He was about to lose consciousness and his vision began to blur. But in the end, his only hand still worked hard and dug into the snow.
The hard ground caused the nails on his fingers to crack, and blood flowed uncontrollably, staining the snow.
However, the belief in his heart continued to support his body, allowing the young man to get up again.
He went to this mountain to seek enlightenment. He wanted to see the immortals in this mountain.
According to legend, that immortal had the magical power to turn nothing into something. He was a powerful man with supernatural powers that reached the heavens.
That immortal is at the highest peak.
There is indeed a strong man on that highest peak.
This powerful man is hidden from the world, and few people in the world are qualified to know about him.
A clear voice sounded from the mountain peak.
"Old Ancestor, you went down the mountain and pointed this man out. Why didn't you pick him up the mountain yourself?"
After a long time, another voice sounded.
"This child looks very much like Xiao Qi back then. However, his qualifications are still somewhat lacking compared to Xiao Qi."
"The shortcoming is that he knows what pain is."
"Seventh brother? He sent a message yesterday, saying that he was about to arrive at the Holy Mountain."
"Now that this world is in turmoil, Xiao Qi, as a cultivator of this world, will naturally return. You go pick up the child and go up the mountain. If you let it go, I'm afraid you won't be able to support it."
“Very good.”
There was a chuckle, and then a figure rushed down from the mountain peak and disappeared in an instant.
It was a wooden figure, a puppet to be precise.
After a long while, the voice sounded again.
"I have no heart. There is no flesh and blood. Naturally there is no hot blood flowing in the body. I don't know what the pain of skin-cutting is."
"It's just that I was once a human being after all. I once tasted what pain is and what love is. The emotions of the past have long since dissipated and no longer exist."
"But after all, this is the aftertaste hidden deep in this puppet body. I have personally practiced Yanshi's interpretation of the chapter. Although it is not the whole book, I have composed all the subsequent chapters by myself. Only then can I enter this realm."
"The path I am following is the path of the Immortal King Wu Xin. However, due to my ignorance in qualifications, I am unable to continue to write a method that is truly comparable to the "Yanshi Lu". This is why I have been defeated by Wu Changzi and cannot become the master of this world.
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"Now, the old monster of Impermanence has learned the guidance of the Lord of the Netherworld and stepped into the second level that we are pursuing and longing for. It is difficult to catch up."
There was an old man with gray hair, a gray face, and wrinkles on his face.
This face is not a real face. It is carved from wood, but it is as lifelike as a real face.
It's just that although those eyes are cloudy, they are extremely bright.
His eyes fell into the distance, which was an extremely far away place.
There, there was a young man. The young man was wearing a large robe, and his entire body except for one head was hidden in the robe.
Behind the young man, stood a cold and charming woman, but this woman's tongue stuck out and almost reached the ground.
When the old man saw this scene, he laughed, but the corners of his mouth did not move.
"Wuchangzi, although I am not as good as you now. But Xiaoqi has understood the essence of Wuxin's way. Compared with your precious grandson, he is no weaker than him!"