The yellowed hull tells of its long history. How long has it existed in this long river? Chu Cheng doesn't know, maybe... no one in this world knows how long this boat has existed.
The huge waves hit the front recklessly, making a loud and dull sound, breaking the peace that no one had cared about for thousands of years.
Water is the source of life. Along the rolling Yangtze River, which stretches thousands of miles, both sides should be lush and full of vitality, and everything should be prosperous.
However, in fact this is not the case.
The two banks are separated by a river, and both sides are covered by turbid yellow light. Chu Cheng is ten miles away, but he can clearly feel the terrifying energy coming from there. The chill of autumn comes early when spring has just arrived.
, the emergence of all things will wither in the moment they just sprout. This endless river flow is not the source of nourishing the life of all things, but the source of destroying everything.
He slowly lowered his head and saw that the scarred palm showed signs of getting darker. He knew that it was the terrifying energy coming from the Yangtze River that was wearing away his soul.
"Could it be the underworld... that crosses my fighting spirit?" Chu Cheng looked at the rushing river in the distance and laughed dumbly.
He knew that he had no way to retreat. He didn't see any invisible terror along the way, probably because he didn't dare to go deep into this place. Here, there was something to be afraid of.
The only thing that can scare such a terrifying thing is something even more terrifying.
His fighting spirit has condensed all the fighting power of his body. Once his soul is gone, even if his body wakes up, he will lose all his cultivation and become a mortal body. By then, let alone lead the Netherworld army to fight in all directions.
There is no possibility of returning to Mochen to find his beloved daughter, and he has no choice but to die in a foreign land.
There is no way to retreat. Once you return the same way, you will definitely encounter that invisible and terrifying thing again. With Chu Cheng's injury at this time, if you retreat, you can only go into the tiger's mouth and be killed. Here
, there is no chill, no aura, and all the elixirs are on the body. The injury is too serious, and there is a terrible force destroying itself. The organism cannot operate effectively, and there are no elixirs to swallow. The injury is so serious
It will only get worse as time goes by.
"One flower withers, and the entire spring cannot be desolate. One star falls, and the entire starry sky cannot be dimmed... In this vast world, there are countless creatures... There are also many creatures that are seen once in a hundred years, once in a thousand years, and even in ten thousand years.
A spiritual genius for many years. There are people with better understanding and talent than me... This world... can
It's really exciting... In front of me are Guanyuanyu, Lord of the Netherworld, Martial Ancestor, and others who are invincible in an era... Among me, Mo Chen, there are also Human Emperors... Bai Pao'er and others
Unparalleled talents... and even the present life of senior Xue Yao... blocked the path to enlightenment for the former's descendants..."
"Perhaps... even if I die today, this wonderful world will not lose its color because of me. Because this world... is still wonderful because of others..."
Chu Cheng coughed, turned around slowly, and looked towards the dark rear, where all the lights were out and the howling wind was biting and cold. In front of him was the road he had walked before, and darkness was the eternal theme.
Even if there are countless stars dotted in this black background, they will appear insignificant. The coldness and loneliness are boundless, which is enough to make the heart of a depressed person collapse.
Throughout the ages, I am afraid that I cannot find a place, even if it is a universe that is profound and terrifying and cannot be measured, it cannot match its measurement.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and made a choice in that moment.
His choice was to turn around again and face the endless flow of the Yangtze River. Even if his life was completely lost, he still had to find the source of the mistake.
He opened his eyes and moved his fingers slightly. In the dim palm, there was still a color, which was a wisp of the same extremely dark aura.
This is the final blow, which can explode far beyond its own governance!
Bi Luo Huang Quan pointed out that Chu Cheng still had the power to resist. Unless, at the source of that Luo Zi, there was a taboo that was only recorded in myths!
Chu Cheng didn't believe that there were taboos left in this world. Even the Immortal Lord, who was as strong as the invincible opponent who defeated four vast cities, lost three souls and seven souls in that era, leaving only a ray of remnant soul, not to mention other people.
Even if there is really a terrifying existence hidden in that ship, it is only in the sky at best.
"Before I fell asleep... I saw that scene. In one scene, there were countless dragons crossing the sky in the galaxy. But as the final galactic storm rose, two figures transformed under a terrifying energy.
Condensing stones, falling into the starry sky, one of them...is the man in green whom I saw on the Imperial Road of the Human World..."
"The man in green... the strength shown in the painting is definitely not inferior to that of the Lord of the Netherworld... How can such a being, Li Shanling, who was once the master of the mountain in the world, know each other? And they seem to have a close relationship.
....."
Chu Cheng suddenly felt that there were too many mysteries in Li Shanling. People who used to get along day and night could no longer see through them.
Chu Cheng originally didn't pay too much attention to Li Shanling's departure without saying goodbye. After all, everyone has their own things to do, and Li Shanling also has his own grievances.
But now, Chu Cheng doesn't think so. Li Shanling's departure may have some purpose.
"In that scene, the man in green and another existence were turned into stone statues. It is impossible to estimate how many years ago it was, but at least it was before Wuzu became famous. And the man in green appeared in the Emperor's Road again.
In front of us, this can mean that... another strong man has now revived? Or... they have been awake for tens of millions of years since they turned into stone statues... The rise of this Martial Ancestor
, also by the hands of two people?"
What Wu Zu wanted in his life was to gain a level with his martial arts, to create a glorious martial arts scene with his hands and fists. But few people knew that the reason why he wanted to be called invincible was to pursue an answer. To be precise, that answer... was a person
.A person who appeared in a childhood dream, but it was not a dream.
"That strong man...is waiting for me in Dilin Pass...Maybe there is no crisis ahead..." Chu Cheng raised his head again, glanced ahead, and began to walk forward.
There, it seemed that it was really the underworld of life and death. As it continued to approach, Chu Cheng's figure began to become fainter and fainter. Until it was only two miles away from the Yangtze River, it was as pale as thin paper. As long as someone reaches out and touches it gently, this figure will disappear.
The soul will disappear.
The big waves continued to surge, and suddenly, there was a thunderbolt, and the surging waves stopped there, and half of the stone tablet was revealed.
This stone tablet is in dilapidated condition, and only one word can be vaguely read.