Yuan Chen felt everything around him and the majestic power in his body, and he suddenly felt unreal.
He actually came back, back to the Origin-Tracing Continent.
This continent, which he had long ignored, actually had his own reasons for it.
This does not mean that Yuan Chen forgot about his origins when he became powerful.
But since returning to the original body in the coffin, this memory has been drowned by many memories.
When your view of the universe is extremely vast, do you still care about a sesame-sized period of time experienced by a certain avatar in a certain dusty microcosm at a certain moment?
The experiences were unfamiliar and only vaguely familiar.
The red-haired monster stared at the big heart with an expressionless face, drooling and didn't care about Yuan Chen at all.
Yuan Chen sensed something was wrong at the first moment, because the surroundings began to become blurry again, as if there was a force that was frantically excluding him.
However, the source dust is too strong. The world will collapse and the universe will be annihilated with a wave of your hand. You can crush that power with just a raise of your hand.
But he was restraining himself, that kind of power was like tickling Yuan Chen, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
But he must endure it, otherwise if he uses his power at will, this time and space will be gone.
Time and space are gone, and there is nothing we can do about it, no matter how small it is.
"My heart hurts so much. Luo Shen Bing's attack was too cruel. He didn't hold back at all. It was all broken into pieces. It will take at least a minute to recover."
Only then did Yuan Chen grit his teeth in pain, cover his heart and groan.
Suddenly, Yuan Chen was stunned, looked at the heart in front of him and clicked his tongue: "As expected, you have calculated Wuwei Ce Luo Shen Bing. As expected, everything has been calculated by you. The life of my clone and even everything about my real body have been calculated by you."
Now, your identity is really making me more and more curious."
Without any further hesitation, Yuan Chen moved to the heart in a flash, tore open his own heart, and sent it directly into his original heart position.
The big heart enters the body and is immediately assimilated.
This heart was originally eroded by the colorful blood of Yuan Chen's body. After such a long time, it was just right to put it in at this moment.
The heart merges with the body, like a baby who has left home and finally takes refuge in the harbor of home, beating happily and joyfully.
Feeling the rhythm of his heart, Yuan Chen felt like he was finally alive.
The heart disappeared, and the red-haired monster immediately rioted and punched it down.
What a cheating thing it is to have something that you have been looking at for so long being taken away so easily.
It can be seen that the red-haired monster is really angry, but after a dazzling sword light burst out from Yuan Chen's heart, the red-haired monster was like a mouse meeting a cat. Its burly figure actually stopped in place, its pupils widened.
He stepped back, full of disbelief.
Finally, as if he had thought of something, the red-haired monster let out a roar and ran towards an exit excitedly.
For some reason, Yuan Chen actually understood what this guy meant: "I'm free, I'm free!"
The previous repulsive force had disappeared, but Yuan Chen's power was still too strong, and he didn't dare to move for a while, lest he lose control and trample the ground.
He sat cross-legged and began to adapt. After a few hours, Yuan Chen completely suppressed his own strength.
After applying the seal, Yuan Chen relaxed.
Only then do you have the opportunity to check your surroundings.
In the silent space, everything seems quiet.
The floor is paved with white jade and illuminated by sunstone.
The magma surged, but it was cooled by the huge ice cube behind it.
Several ice and fire fairy flowers bloomed wildly, trying their best to show off their charm.
The aroma came from not far away. Yuan Chen looked and saw that there was a tree full of strange fruits not far away from him, emitting a tempting fragrance.
But it was obvious that there were many bones buried under that tree.
Yuan Chen has no interest in eating a tree watered with the blood and flesh of living beings.
Besides, he's not hungry either.
He is not the real body and no longer needs to eat.
You can feel full in between breaths.
However, what surprised Yuan Chen the most was this. The leaves were clearly swaying, there was a sound of wind in the air, magma was boiling, and the ice was melting.
But he couldn't hear even a single sound.
It was as if no other sounds existed except the red-haired monster and himself.
But even with such a unique place, Yuan Chen tried hard to recall it, but he still didn’t know exactly where it was?
"Go out and have a look."
First determine whether this is in prehistory or after history, before you can judge anything else.
When I lost my heart and became possessed, I was in prehistory.
And entering the ancient tomb through the tomb of the blood demon ancestor in the demon world is in history.
Looking back now, Yuan Chen has to admire his clone for being able to cause trouble.
In a short period of time, I have been to prehistory, faced the future, returned to the underworld, been in the devil world, and seen the World Tree.
He has been half the Lord of the Underworld and the son-in-law of the Demon Lord.
It really goes with that saying, there are always one or two troublemakers around the quiet body.
There was an exit right where Hong Mao left. Yuan Chen walked to the man-eating tree and found a handy bone, then turned around and headed for the exit.
But just when he turned around, Yuan Chen found a little boy standing outside the exit of the door.
The little boy looked over through the mist that rose after the ice melted, and immediately saw Yuan Chen.
Then he rubbed his eyes and looked at the bones in Yuan Chen's hand again with a look of disbelief.
Yuan Chen originally wanted to blow the dirt on it with his mouth, but the result changed in the eyes of the little boy.
The little boy turned pale for a moment, turned around and ran away.
Yuan Chen didn't know that the other party had misunderstood.
How could I chew bones? This misunderstanding must be explained clearly.
That little boy is none other than the son of Yuan Chen's clone, named Yuanchu!
Of course, this is definitely not a biological child, but it is also an egg-born child soaked in the blood of the clone.
I didn't find Yuanchu at first, but I didn't expect him to see me like this.
But it can't be said out loud.
Yuan Chen threw away the bones and chased after him.
Behind the door were steps leading upward, and Yuan Chen quickly reached another floor.
This layer of strange land is filled with scrolls hanging from the sky, but what puzzles Yuan Chen is that these scrolls are all blank, with nothing on them. However, Yuan Chen tried to destroy them, but he couldn't.
Of course, this is because Yuan Chen didn't use any force. If he really wanted to tear it apart, it wouldn't be a matter of minutes.
But that's not necessary.
"stop!"
Yuan Chen saw a dark shadow flashing past the scroll in front of him and immediately chased after it.
But after opening the scroll, no one could be seen again.
Now, Yuan Chen has completely entered the ocean of scrolls.
These scrolls hanging from the sky are arranged irregularly, like a maze, waiting for challengers to come.
Yuan Chen stood there, his spirit began to expand, and he quickly found the little guy.
Sure enough, like father, like son, this kid guarding the door did not even run away, but instead grabbed a sword and waited there.
The sword named Bugui is a token of the Bugui sect.
Returning to the mountain and not returning to the sect, Qingyun in the future tense.
"Er, stop hiding, dad has already discovered you." Yuan Chen laughed with what he thought was a kind laugh, but he didn't see that Yuan Chu's little face had turned pale.
‘No Return’ reminded: “Leave quickly, this is his home court, and you already know what kind of existence he is. Don’t talk to him, and don’t smile at him.”
Yuanchu turned pale and nodded, turned around and headed for the exit.
"Er smash, why are you running away? I won't eat you."
Yuan Chen was fine if he didn't speak, but when he spoke, Yuan Chu almost cried, with thunder clouds rolling above his head, and he ran away faster than anyone else.
Even if the mental power can detect it, it will be difficult for the real body to pass by.
There is a formation here, which also incorporates some elements of Qimen Dunjia.
Although the distance was not far, Yuan Chen walked for half an hour. During this period, he was attacked by many traps and rushed into the scroll several times.
If it weren't for its strength, I might have been trapped and died long ago.
All the formation knowledge that Yuan Chen has learned is useless here, as if someone specifically restrained him.
"Does this ancient tomb have any grudge against me!?"
Yuan Chen couldn't help but sigh at the unbearable memories.
If I had known it would be such a troublesome thing, I would have let the red-haired monster lead the way. It's a pity now.
When Yuan Chen walked to the exit, he was already a little doubtful about life.
He is the most powerful person, he can even crush anyone in this world to death with ease, and even destroy the universe with a wave of his hand.
But this ancient tomb seemed to have knocked him over, making him feel particularly annoyed when he left.
Don’t you know that it is extremely scary to stop a father from seeing his son?
Just when Yuan Chen wanted to destroy everything here, he suddenly found that the scroll behind him began to have colors and even patterns.
Yuan Chen understood. Did he just look at it from the opposite side, so he couldn't see the picture?
This time, when I stood at the exit, I turned around and saw a lot of things.
It's just that these paintings are blurry and I can't really see what they are.
"Destroy it, I'm too lazy to check it!"
Yuan Chen was in a hurry to leave and couldn't care less. He made a ball of fire and destroyed all the paintings here.
But the moment the flames started to rise, all the images were clear, as if a highly myopic patient suddenly regained his normal vision.
In an instant, Yuan Chen's eyes felt comfortable.
Likewise, Yuan Chen's face also turned gloomy.
"This painting is not of me."
Yuan Chen gritted his teeth and looked at the scroll in front of him.
In the scroll extending from the void, a stick figure with the word "Yuan Chen" on his head unexpectedly appeared.
At this moment, this stick figure is grinning with the big mouth that was filled in later. Behind him is endless darkness, and in the darkness there are countless bloodthirsty red eyes that open from time to time, looking greedily at this beautiful world.
The darkness behind is quite real, as if someone took a photo and pasted it on it.
But the 'Yuan Chen' who leads all of this is sketched out in one stroke, as if he doesn't even bother to draw this person.
This painting is full of horror and weirdness.
But when paired with the stickman behind the scenes, the style of painting instantly rushed towards a relaxed and cheerful style, and it was a perfect match.
"Hehehehe, no matter who built this ancient tomb, I, Yuanchen, guarantee that you must know what it means to live but not to die!"