Thinking of this, Qin Chen immediately carried the black slave to the stone platform.
While refining the formation flag, he once again arranged an activation formation on the stone platform.
"It's a pity that the universe is blessed with unparalleled luck..."
Just when Qin Chen had just finished setting up the formation flags and was about to leave, Qin Chen suddenly heard a sigh of vicissitudes of life in his mind.
"Is it possible that senior is not dead?"
Qin Chen turned around in horror again, said this sentence for the second time, and stared at the old man in front of him in horror.
These words suddenly appeared in his mind. In this space, besides this old man, who else could be there?
"Death or immortality, so what? There is only a remnant soul left in the old man, which will dissipate sooner or later. It is a pity that the old man's body is against the heavens and has no one to inherit it. Sad, sad..."
The old and simple voice sounded in Qin Chen's mind again. This time, Qin Chen understood clearly that it was really the old man who spoke.
This person has been dead for countless thousands of years, but there is still a trace of his soul that has not dissipated. What kind of cultivation is this?
Even the ordinary Nine Heavens Martial Emperor does not have such strength.
Could it be that this person is the legendary being who has entered the holy realm?
Qin Chen looked at the old man in front of him in surprise, and quickly bowed and said: "Junior was reckless and broke into the retreat of senior. I will resign. I promise that I will never tell anything about what happened here."
The other party's voice actually sounded directly in his mind, and Qin Chen felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
"A place of seclusion? Haha, in the ancient battle, the soul of the old man was broken, and only a skin was left. If it were not for the existence of the soul-fixing treasure in his body, which retained this residual soul, I am afraid that the old man would have disappeared and turned into dust. Alas
…”
There was endless desolation and loneliness in the old man's voice.
Like an old man who has come to an end, remembering his past.
"Lao Chan's creation seizes opportunities from heaven and earth, reverses the world, and is infinitely powerful. It can be said to be a heaven-defying inheritance. It's a pity that you don't want to inherit it at all. Is Lao Chan's unique magical power really going to disappear completely in history?"
The old man's voice became weaker and weaker.
"Is this guy asking me to become his teacher?"
Qin Chen looked strange.
I just feel that there is a strong sense of weirdness in it.
For example, how did the black slaves appear here? Why did they faint and die here?
Who is this old man? Why does he appear in the palace under the Black Death Swamp? What is the connection between this place and Ancient Nandu?
He immediately raised his hands and said, "Senior, who are you? Why do you appear here? What exactly is this place?"
Qin Chen asked and looked at the old man.
"Who am I? Haha... It's been too long, too long, and I don't know who I am anymore. As for where is this place? This is the battlefield between the human race and the alien race in our Tianwu Continent..."
Qin Chen was shocked, a battlefield between humans and aliens?
Qin Chen also learned from the Ancient Southern Capital that in ancient times, alien races from outside the territory invaded the Tianwu Continent. As a result, they encountered strong resistance from the human race. As a result, the strong human race worked together to drive the alien race out of the Tianwu Continent.
But the history of the mainland was cut off because of this. It was an extremely dark and turbulent era.
Could it be that this old man, like Gunan Du, was a strong man when the human race fought against the alien race, and finally died here helplessly?
For a moment, Qin Chen felt awe in his heart.
Although he didn't know the old man's true identity, based on the information Gunnandu received and what the old man said, he could imagine the brutality of that battle.
He has always admired such people very much.
The old voice sighed again: "Looking at your presence here, my human race should have won the war, but I don't know how long it has been since that battle? I don't know if my best friends are still there.
Survive.”
Qin Chenlian said respectfully: "Senior, it is indeed as expected by senior that our human race won the ancient battle in the end, but no one knows how long it took."
Speaking of this, Qin Chen smiled bitterly and said: "After the ancient war between humans and aliens, the continent fell into a dark and turbulent era. For a long time, the continent was in chaos, and history was blank. Then the continent ushered in a new era.
I don’t know how many years it has been.”
"Has it been so long?" The old man's voice was filled with vicissitudes of life and bitterness: "Yes, even this residual soul of the old man can hardly hold on anymore. Come to think of it, at least tens of thousands of years have passed."
"Then why does senior appear here?"
Qin Chen was confused again.
This place is very secretive. If the Black Death Swamp is a battlefield in ancient times, it is indeed very similar, but how could this old man appear in such a mysterious palace secret realm underground?
The old man's entire explanation was very normal, but for some reason, Qin Chen always felt that something was wrong.
"Haha, are you wondering why the old man appears here?"
The old man seemed to know what Qin Chen was thinking, and sighed softly: "That battle was extremely tragic. The old man was assassinated by aliens. His body was severely injured, and his soul was broken. He had to escape from the battlefield and go underground to carve out this space.
"I originally wanted to use the magic power of creation to heal myself and continue to fight against the enemy, but I never thought that the alien attack was too terrifying. Not only could the old injury not be cured, but my soul was getting more and more broken."
"At that time, Lao Chan knew that he could not survive, so he kept his remaining soul in the most precious destiny soul bead, trying to escape the disaster, and waited for Lao Chan's close friends to come to the rescue. Unexpectedly, Lao Chan waited for a long time, and finally...
No one has come here before, so I thought the human race was defeated. Now I hear what my little friend said, even if I die, I will be satisfied. It is a pity that I have unrivaled skills..."
The old man continued to sigh.
"Could it be that senior can still be saved?" Qin Chen said in shock.
"If the rescue had been timely, it would have been possible, whether it was the Resurrection Pill, the Chaos Reshaping Fruit, etc. It's a pity that after so many years, there is only a trace of the old man's remnant soul left, except for the destined person to teach him the skills.
Apart from that, any elixirs and exotic treasures may not be able to save it."
"What kind of magical skill does the senior practice and what conditions are required? If possible, the junior can find a way to find a successor for the senior."
"What the old man practiced was the most powerful Divine Soul Technique at that time. This magical power is so amazing that even if you are seriously injured with only a trace of your soul left, you can be reborn again. However, the practitioner needs to have a strong soul, otherwise he will not be able to withstand the Divine Soul Technique.
The strong backlash of your friend who accidentally entered this place before, and I also wanted to test his soul, but this person's soul was too weak, and seemed to have absorbed too much energy of wronged souls, and could not withstand Lao Chen's divine soul method at all, so I could only