Once upon a time, thirteen people walked out of a dilapidated world.
These thirteen people created the most brilliant creation in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. However, very few people in the world know about this broken world. All they know is that the vast Shenhuang Heaven is the most brilliant! The most glorious among the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!
This is an extremely powerful force. This force is enough to shake any force in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, including the most powerful Cangwu Netherworld.
This power is like a sharp sword that can split any hard object in the world. Nothing in this world can stop it. It is destined to be invincible and destined to be famous forever.
In fact, this sword is indeed famous forever. Even if this sword is completely dim and reduced to scrap metal, some people still remember its brilliance. Some even assert that if the brilliance of the past is still there, the Lord of the Netherworld will also
We will not easily raise troops to invade!
Back then, those thirteen people were so brilliant. Behind them, there were hundreds of powerful men in the Xuan Realm, including dozens of powerful ones in the Destruction Realm! This power can be said to be unrivaled in the world.
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However, this invincible force lost its trace overnight. This invincible sword was broken overnight. No one knew why this invincible force lost its trace overnight. Nor did they know the reason for this sword.
will be broken suddenly.
In this world, only the middle-aged scribe and Youyi, who is leading the Netherworld army to cause trouble in the other eight vast lands, know about it.
It was a past that they didn't want to recall, a nightmare that made people tremble with fear when recalling it, and made even the most powerful men like them break into cold sweats.
However, if you don't want to think about it, how can you fulfill your wish? You are doomed to be immersed in the pain of eternal life, and you can only anesthetize yourself through addiction to alcohol and depression.
The middle-aged scribe's eyes filled with tears. Even in the wind and snow, in the extremely sub-zero cold, his body was constantly trembling, and warmth continued to rise from the depths of his heart. This heart had been dusty for a long time and had been numb for a long time.
, there are finally signs of recovery.
He was laughing, laughing crazily, as if he was in a miasma. His heart was trembling, trembling with joy. He was crying, crying loudly, but he was crying with joy!
Two streaks of hot tears burst out of his eyes, wetting his clothes. They became the only heat in the ice and snow.
This is a supremely powerful person who was once the strongest person in the most glorious times. However, such an extremely powerful person is like a mortal, like a child, crying uncontrollably.
Why exactly? Why did this peerless powerful man suddenly act like this?
He felt a subtle breath, and it was this breath that made him laugh and cry uncontrollably.
Once upon a time, thirteen people walked out of a world. These thirteen people were powerful, but they were all empty. These thirteen people created an invincible myth and an undefeated legend.
But few people know that these thirteen people did not reach the Supreme Sky Realm at the beginning. And few people know that they did not ascend to the Shenhuang Heaven at the beginning!
At the beginning, they fought in Cangyun.
At that time, the lords of the thirty-six worlds, and even the earth above, were all of their group.
But how can they be so proud as to be the master of the same place? In the vast world, who is in control of the ups and downs? It is up to them!
So, they walked out of the Haotu and set foot on the vast land of Cangyuntian. They fought in various places and became famous everywhere, making all forces fearful.
In that era, the monks who came out of Mochen were all protected by that group of people. Once, there was a monk who had just stepped out of the human world and stepped into a world, and he encountered a powerful force in the realm of destruction who took action across a vast distance of time and space. If it hadn't been for that
If a strong person among a group of people takes action, that monk will be killed in that disaster.
As a result, Mo Chen became angry. A peerless genius single-handedly broke into the sect where the great master of the realm of destruction was. After three days and three nights, the sect's blood flowed like a river, and even the great master of the realm of destruction was killed.
Even after many years, it cannot be reborn!
That battle completely shocked the nine heavens and ten earth. It also alarmed an ancient existence. After deduction, a shocking secret was discovered.
In the very distant past, there was once a person who was so beaten that no one in the world dared to respect him, even if it was taboo, he had to bow his head.
That is the place of origin. In this great age, all signs that are qualified to compete for destiny will be strangled in the cradle. So, the ancient existence took action against the group of Mochen cultivators.
Facing the ancient existence, the group of Mo Chen cultivators, although monsters, knew they were no rivals and wanted to escape from the vastness of Cangyun. But the time was too short, and someone had to stop the ancient existence for a moment.
It was still the peerless genius who blocked the ancient existence alone, delaying time for the group of people to escape.
That battle was extremely terrifying. It even caused an entire world to disappear completely. Unfortunately, even if the genius is more powerful than the monster, he is no match for the ancient existence that has survived for countless years. That battle made that peerless genius know that in this world,
, there is another realm, far above the realm of annihilation.
It's a pity that the peerless genius didn't have the chance to realize that supreme realm, and finally died in that battle.
A generation of geniuses died in this battle. And that group of people fled to Shenhuang Heaven, and even embarked on the road to the emperor!
The peerless genius, if given enough time, would be able to reach a higher level and be no weaker than that ancient existence.
"In that battle, everyone in the outside world rumored that he died in the battle." The middle-aged scribe suddenly smiled contemptuously and said to himself.
"In that battle, everyone thought he died. Little did they know... that in that battle, he still had a backup plan. Why did thirteen of us and the rest of us set foot in Wushangkong? All because he passed it on to us and the rest.
Enlightenment." The middle-aged scribe slowly closed his eyes and recalled the past.
At that time, he had just walked out of the human world, and he was suppressed from a distance by the great power of the realm of destruction. If it hadn't been for that person's action, there would not be Guanyuanyu today!
That battle was extremely dangerous, and the man almost died. It can be said that all this happened because of the middle-aged scribe. In his life, the person he respected and was most grateful for was that man.
"In that battle, he entered the Sky Realm. He was also the first to discover the road to the Emperor's arrival, and he entered that desperate situation alone. In the end, what escaped was just a ray of spiritual thought, and finally he found me. That divine thought
Before disappearing, he informed me of the Emperor's Road, and repeatedly told me that I must wait for at least thirteen people to enter the Sky Realm before I can enter the Emperor's Road and seek great fortune."
"From the beginning to the end, I have always listened to his words. I have also obtained the blessing. But in the end, I waited for this supreme glory, but it was broken by others." The middle-aged scribe murmured to himself with tears on his face.
"I often think that if you had not been careless, but had waited for me to enter the sky and then entered the desperate place together, then you would never have died. If you had not died back then, would we have been defeated in that battle?
thorough?"
At this moment, he was looking around. His eyes were always searching for something.
Vaguely, he seemed to see a figure, with his back to everyone, waving his sleeves forward, pushing across the heavens and the world, and no one could resist it.
He seems to have seen that the invincible figure from back then has returned and will once again lead them to the ultimate glory.
The middle-aged scribe smiled, like a spring breeze bathing his head, murmuring softly in this silent land of snow.