The world collapsed, the sea of blood separated, and it was shattered like a corpse. Several figures covered in blood stared at the man in white who had recovered, with pale faces.
They were miserable. Each one of them had a lot of injuries. Some had their eyebrows pierced and bleeding with silver blood. Some had a punch hole in their chests and their hearts disappeared. Some were missing arms.
With young legs and a spear in hand, at this level, they are reborn at the first thought, but their injuries cannot be recovered, which shows how tragic this battle was.
In the past, resurrection was their exclusive right, with no disadvantages, which made their opponents despair. Now, when this exclusive right appears on others, this feeling is not so good, which makes them deeply understand.
He has reached the level of helplessness that his former rivals felt.
It was not that they had never killed each other before, and they had fought to the death several times during this period, but the ease with which the other party was resurrected made them seriously doubt how many years it would take to completely kill the other party. This presupposed that the other party did not run away.
"Something's not right..." The five Immortal Emperors looked at the man in white who stood up slowly. The man had been fighting to the death with them. His firm willpower moved them deeply. You must know that this was only a man who had become an emperor in just a few years.
The juniors who are 100,000 years old have too many advantages compared to them.
But the man did not continue to attack them this time. Instead, he stretched out his hands and tore them apart with all his strength, causing time and space to crack open for eternity.
"Wait, he is...going to run away?!"
All the emperors were shocked, looking at the messy sea area, they almost lost their minds.
All along, the other party had remained stubborn and resolute, but now, that person left without hesitation, which was completely beyond their expectations.
"No, he is not running, but is going to our clan!"
"He really dares to go for the original matter!"
All the emperors' eyes widened. They were not worried about the plateau being in trouble. The sky and space had collapsed, and nothing would happen to their tribe. There was no power in the world that could destroy the plateau. What really made them change their colors was that their faces would be affected.
The influence, even though several emperors came out, could not suppress a younger generation. If it were passed back, they would have no shame to meet their ancestors.
"Cut off time and space and we can't let him enter the plateau now!" Gray Emperor yelled. It's not that the other party can't enter, but that he can't enter in this way. If he wants to enter the plateau, he can, but they must suppress him and take him back.
They both seem to be going, but the meanings they represent are completely different.
"Are they still fighting?"
At this time, on a lone boat in the sea, two figures stood side by side, looking at the boundless sea, not knowing what they were observing.
Who would have thought that that group of people would fight so crazily. They fought for hundreds of thousands of years. During this period, they destroyed countless sea areas. They fought all the way from the sacrifice land to the plateau. They were resurrected after death. The two sides never stopped.
.
Especially the White Emperor, who never retreated a step. If it were another Emperor, he might have retreated while fighting, recovered from his injuries and then fought again, but the opponent was different. The innate nature of time and space, coupled with the special nature of the seeds, made the opponent not afraid of consumption.
, the longevity is astonishing. If there are opponents, there will be nutrients. If there are nutrients, you can be resurrected.
This is not a cycle, but the consumption is too small and can be ignored. But in fact, if this continues, the White Emperor will definitely not be able to consume the Dark Emperors.
"No fight... that guy ran away and was chased by the emperors and disappeared." Sheng Yu hissed, looking at a humanoid creature wrapped in the seeds of the avenue and escaping in time and space, he couldn't help but feel sad, this bitch
He didn't try his best when fighting them, and now it seems that he is about to transform again.
It has been more than two hundred thousand years since I came to heaven to fight against the emperors. The opponent will change every once in a while. The road seems to be unobstructed, and the progress is incredibly fast.
"Should we help? He doesn't have any helpers..." Luo Tianxian whispered, regardless of her position, even she could feel the man's surprise, but it was the surprise that made him seem lonely. They had the Imperial Group,
There are a group of emperors on the plateau, but the opponent is always alone, fighting and escaping, leaving behind a lonely figure.
"Don't say you have feelings of compassion!" Sheng Yu looked sideways at the gorgeous woman beside him. He did not doubt Luo's single-minded devotion to God, but he did not deny that women have always been prone to compassion in terms of temperament. This
It's an instinct.
They are not the Plateau Emperor. They may be cold-blooded, but they are not cold-blooded. God is their home and the place they protect. For this reason, they have fought against the Plateau Emperor again and again and never flinched. But over the years, they have
Everyone is actually lonely.
Who is your companion on the road to greatness? Only time.
"That's not true. I think his nature is not bad. If he is pushed to the plateau camp and completely degenerates, it will be very detrimental to us."
A group of resurrected emperors puts pressure on God. If there is one more emperor, there will be no way for them to survive.
"He is not corrupted, but a born dark creature. He is a descendant of the plateau, and is no different from those Immortal Emperors." Sheng Yu shook his head.
Over the years, he has also learned about things in the lower realm. The emperor in the realm sea is now equal to the eleventh dark immortal emperor in the plateau, and there is no difference at all between his descendants and the descendants of the immortal emperor in the plateau. The only thing
The difference is that the White Emperor broke the restrictions and became an Immortal Emperor.
Luo Tianxian sighed. She understood, but she still felt regretful. If there was such a help, they would be much more relaxed. When the other party reaches the top of the Immortal Emperor, he would even be able to reflect the 50% of the dead creatures in the sky.
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The plateau is the starting point and the end point of the ancient cycle of reincarnation. No one knows that in those days before time came, there was a person who called the plateau his home. He left many roads along the way, and there was a way to travel far.
There is a way home, this is the origin of the road of reincarnation.
After that person, there was the beginning of time, and then there was the current river of time, and the eternal time and space.
This is a little-known origin event and a great secret unknown to all living beings.
The Immortal Emperor is very strong, and the First Ancestor is even stronger, but who knows that that boundless continent once existed at the beginning of time, carrying the beginning of everything.
"Where does it start and where does it end? Is it inevitable..."
A figure in white stands in the sky, looking at the continent that is impervious to time. It is said to be a plateau, but it is so majestic and vast, with no edges or boundaries. It seems to be able to carry all people and things from ancient times to the present, even quasi-immortal emperor-level cities.
Can't reach its end.
"Crack!"
The white night fell on the edge of the plateau, trampling on a dead tree from an unknown era. This was a dim world, the sky was gloomy, the frozen soil was dead, and it was hard to see even a weed. It was not withered, but
Pure dead silence.
This is the plateau, the most terrifying place in the world. It has always been like this. For endless years, it has always been shrouded in an ominous atmosphere, surrounded by dark matter, showing desolation and lifelessness, and it is silent without the slightest sound of wind.
"Who is that... Lord Lu Jin in the clan..."
In the edge area, rotten creatures occasionally walked through, and sometimes a small number of strange creatures walked out of the plateau and went to the sea to worship, but they were very quiet and did not make any noise.
That creature was so perfect, as if it had evolved to the extreme. Its eyes were filled with black blood, its hands were covered with red hair, the surrounding gray mist, the diffuse silver glow, and the golden rain overflowing from its brows. The sacred and the ominous coexisted, and the black...
The blood and red hair appeared together, like a source, making every creature who saw it couldn't help but kneel down, and then worshiped from the heart. There was no artificiality or reluctance in the awe.
This was an ancient ancestor, and they recognized him at a glance because of his unparalleled aura and indomitable posture.
But they didn't get close. According to rumors, all the big shots were uneasy during this period. They didn't dare to touch his bad luck. After he left, they uttered a sigh of relief, "The supreme one in the clan..."
Some people looked at the distant figure, while others stared at the void. In fact, they couldn't see it, but there was still a projection in their minds.
"Why do you seem a bit young...aren't the ancestors fighting abroad?" Some people are also confused, but they dare not say it out. Any doubt is disrespectful to the supreme ancient ancestors.
It wasn't until a long time later that new creatures arrived in this area, some shriveled, some skinny, everyone had wounds on their bodies, some were bleeding dirty blood, some were bleeding silver blood on their chests, and some were covering their broken bones.
It was difficult to stop the blood from oozing out of the wound even with my arm. The blood in silver, gold, black and other colors was colorful, but among them, the most original and active one was gray.
"Ancestor..."
When some creatures in the edge area saw this, their legs softened and they knelt down instantly.
These figures full of tragic energy are also ancient ancestors, and they can be distinguished by just one glance.
"Bastard, he really dared to come, and he came in so arrogantly!" Gray Emperor threw away a trembling strange creature, his face turned extremely dark.
In fact, for Bai Ye, this place felt as natural and even homely as returning to his own home.
Most people avoid dark matter like snakes and scorpions, but he is different. Dark matter makes him feel warm and friendly, as if he has returned to his ancestral roots. Not only does he not feel uncomfortable, but his whole body is conveyed with a sense of transparency and comfort.
Whether it is immortality or ominous substances, in fact, it can be seen that everything comes from the Bronze Coffin Master. After him is the beginning of everything. The avenue, the worlds, all living beings, everything, all appeared with the Bronze Coffin Master's suicide.
.
Regardless of the eternity of time and space that was sacrificed during the period of the Bronze Coffin Master, at least the time he was in started after the Bronze Coffin Master.
"Go home..."
Bai Ye's face changed, it was very blurry, shrouded in gray mist, and his figure was tall and thin. He passed by groups of people, and quickly reached the depths under the awe-inspiring eyes of one creature after another.
The plateau is divided into several levels. The deepest part is the forbidden land, which is also the ancestral land of all people. It is also the place of resurrection, where the ten ancestors sleep.
Further outside, there are the residences of the ten immortal emperors. Their caves and ethnic groups live there, followed by the quasi-immortal emperors, and the outermost are the various ethnic groups. However, this place is too vast, and some places are still preserved to this day.
In some places in the past battlefields, there were even the torn corpses of the Immortal Emperor. After many epochs, they remained bloody and never dried.
Bai Ye did not stop at these places. He had an unimpeded journey and went directly to the tribe where the Gray Emperor belonged.
If he directly asked for the original matter, no one would give it to him, but if he took it himself, there would be no surprises. Who would have thought that he would be so bold.
"Ancestor!"
At the edge of the forbidden area deep in the Gray Emperor clan, there were Taoist ancestors who bowed their heads respectfully, not daring to raise their heads. No one dared to impersonate, and no one dared to break into this place. The old man guarding this place did not even have the thought of doubt.
This is normal. This is a plateau. The emperors have been fighting from ancient times to the present world in recent eras. They have experienced too many tragedies and horrors. They are invincible and the world is vast. No one can compete with them.
This phenomenon has never changed since ancient times. Countless civilizations have been extinguished under the emperors. Countless worlds have been reduced to ruins under the supremacy of their clan. No one dares to break into this place.
But this thought only lasted for a moment. Then, he found that his ancestor raised his big hand and slapped him.
He didn't even dare to resist, and he couldn't even think of avoiding it.
"Pfft!"
A quasi-immortal emperor fell like this, and he never doubted it until his death. He thought that the ancestor might be in a bad mood, and he had not been able to win an emperor in these years, which caused an uproar in the entire plateau.
How many treasures could an Immortal Emperor possess over the endless years? Even Bai Ye couldn't help but sluggish after forcibly breaking through the protective formation.
Thousands of hectares of land are filled with peerless medicines, many of which he has never seen before. The palaces in the sky are like stars, not on the ground, but densely covered in the sky, like huge treasures waiting to be opened one after another.
And in the center of the sky in this forbidden area, there is a huge celestial palace, surrounded by many celestial palaces, like the sun in a galaxy, with gray fog hanging down from the sky.
At this level, it is difficult for ordinary drugs to enter his eyes, but the Gray Emperor is a scholar of heaven and masters many imperial methods, including fate and cause and effect. After all, these people have lived for too long, and everything in the world is at stake.
Change, but they remain unchanged. There must be many in those heavenly palaces.
"Ho! You bastard, how dare you destroy my bedroom!"
At the same time, in another place, a loud roar also sounded at this moment, and the plateau was shaking. One after another, the eyes of the creatures were stunned by the loud roar, their heads went blank, and their legs were trembling and they knelt down.
They didn't know what happened and why Gray Ancestor was so angry. His voice seemed to come from the outside.
But Gray Emperor was extremely anxious. He never had to worry about death when he went out to fight, so he never took important items with him, and he never worried about someone stealing them. He didn't even arrange too many means. With his status
, even if the palace gate is always open, no one will dare to take a second look at the items in the palace.
But some people just don't follow common sense.
"No, he got rid of us just to come back and steal our original matter!" The emperors were shocked. It was their most precious thing, a thousand times more precious than any great medicine, and it was also practiced by some emperors.
Not everyone can become a top Immortal Emperor, but the original substance can enhance their origin, which is more powerful than the benefits obtained from sacrifice.
"Roar!" The Gray Emperor quickly crossed the sky, his gray eyes turned red. This was under the eyes of the ancestors. It was impossible for the ancestors not to notice, but not to intervene at all.
"Bai Ye, you are about to die and yet you dare to dig up my coffin!"
He was not the only one. Deep in the plateau, the Black Emperor who had just stepped out seemed to sense something and staggered. Then he became furious. The coffin he buried in his clan was actually dug up. There were more than just...
There are his precious wines, scriptures, etc., and most importantly, a small amount of original matter!
"It turns out that my clan also has such troubles sometimes..."
After the Black Emperor left quickly, there was a vague outline connected to the ancient coffin looming deep in the plateau. He was not angry. On the contrary, looking at the two groups of Immortal Emperors jumping around, he felt a sense of relief.
After all, the plateau has always been too boring and full of depression. From the Immortal Emperor to the children, everyone follows this dead silence, but it also becomes too boring after a long time.
Now, a creature that is fearless breaks into this place, causing ripples to appear on the peaceful plateau, as if fresh vitality has been injected into a pool of stagnant water, giving this place a breath of life.