Mortals in this world will grow old after a hundred years. We can see the passing of spring and the coming of autumn, and we can see birth, old age, illness and death.
But I can't see the change of dynasties, nor the changing of the stars.
But for the strong, the years are too desolate. It has aged countless beauties, killed countless geniuses, buried countless great emperors, and suppressed the gods of the past generations.
The passage of time...
The waves are majestic and colorful.
But there are also too many vicissitudes of life, things have changed and people have changed!
Lin Huang has gone through hundreds of thousands of years...
It's only a hundred thousand years.
However, he has witnessed countless tragic battles over the years.
The common people are like ants, struggling to survive in their own hundreds of years. The emperor protects the world and fights in all directions, but he is still unable to withstand the invasion of time.
Even gods...
You can’t look at it for a long time!
The vast years and the vicissitudes of life. Lin Huang looked at the deceased emperors and gods and felt an unprecedented loneliness. They all stood too high...
Lin Huang felt sad in his heart.
However, his steps are still firm. A hundred years of life will bring birth, old age, illness and death, a thousand years of life will bring desolate sighs, and a life of ten thousand years... In addition to loneliness, there will also be protection!
The passage of time will not change because of anyone.
But those who walk in the long river of time can continue to speed up their pace to witness those ancient things.
After 100,000 years, Lin Huang's heart was filled with depression and he became much more determined.
One step... is ten thousand years!
Two hundred thousand years.
Three hundred thousand years.
…
As time goes by, Lin Huang's ancient meaning becomes more and more intense, filled with the loneliness of the years.
He was a little disappointed.
Because he did not see the former Jingtian Emperor in the long river of time, nor did he see the immortal god again. In the long river of time of the origin of human race, there seems to be a great power.
Let him not see the same person a second time!
Lin Huang shook his head, feeling regretful... He really wanted to know what kind of person the former Emperor Jintian was.
Why does he and the immortal gods guard the outside of the dark world?
Why is it the Emperor of Heaven, not a great emperor, nor a god?
Where he was born...where he rose...where he died...
Instead of seeing his past, Lin Huang saw a figure under the extremely dark sky... He didn't recognize that figure.
But he knew the weapon in the latter's hand.
...The ancient monument that was once in the Abyss of the God Emperor.
Tombstone of the gods like a sword.
He had seen the writing left by Chu Ying on that tombstone...that is, Emperor Chu Baidi.
I’ve also seen senior brother Qin Changsheng’s name!
But...that tombstone is accompanied by the existence of Zhendi Shenyuan.
And in the Zhendi Divine Abyss, the existence that was suppressed in legend is called——
——Jiang Taiyang.
An emperor who entered a dark and turbulent place in a world unknown to Lin Huang!
He is also an emperor who has entered the lair of thousands of races...
In the vast night, the sky is endlessly black.
Lin Huang saw the figure holding an ancient monument, with his majestic back facing all living beings. He seemed to be an eternal existence, always guarding the dark night sky.
It seems that there are countless terrifying entities deep in the night sky.
That broad back, incomparable majesty, and incomparable loneliness. No one can see his face, but he can see his fighting figure.
In the blink of an eye, a whole world was annihilated.
In the heavens, there are strong men from all races looking down at him...
Looking at the extremely tall figure under the sky, Lin Huang was shocked in his heart. That was not the body of a great emperor, that was the aura of a god.
Lin Huang was confused, but he already had a guess.
The scene he saw might be the scene of Jiang Taiyang entering the realm of all races...
He turned into a god and fought fiercely against the powerful men in the heavens. He held an ancient tablet in his hand and suppressed the powerful men who invaded the human race. He stood alone under the ancient heavens and fought alone!
In the course of time, Lin Huang suddenly sighed...
He felt sorry for Jiang Taiyang.
Such an eternal and heroic figure ended up like that, being sealed in the Emperor's Divine Abyss! Perhaps in his heart, the most painful thing was not being sealed.
Instead, the ancient monument was surrounded by wild grass.
But he can no longer fight against the alien races in the heavens and protect the hundreds of millions of people in the world.
Lin Huang looked at the back and couldn't help but bow to him from afar. It was not that he was worshiping the Taiyang God, but that he was worshiping the latter for fighting and protecting!
Afterwards, Lin Huang continued walking towards the long river of time.
However, when he reached five hundred thousand years, there was endless pressure ahead, making it impossible for him to move forward.
Just like a mortal facing a torrential flood, let alone moving forward resolutely, if he is not careful, he will be swept into the flood and die.
In the dark space, Lin Huang, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment he woke up, he took a long breath...
There seemed to be too many complicated emotions in that tone.
In the end, he couldn't go through half a million years and had to quit!
"Five million years..."
Lin Huang muttered to himself and slowly shook his head.
In the long history of Cangqiong Continent, he has gone through eight million years relatively easily.
But in the long river of time in the original world of the human race, once half a million years have passed, it will be difficult to move forward! This shows how heavy the long river of time is...
Five hundred thousand years, compared to Linhuang, can rival the tens of millions of years in the Cangqiong Continent.
And this is not a simple multiple relationship... because the further back you go, the more difficult the years of the human race's original world will be! Perhaps after millions of years, you can hope to become emperor.
And in the 20 million years of the Cangqiong Continent, he has only become a quasi-emperor!
Lin Huang rolled up his sleeves, then closed his eyes again, and began to review the five hundred thousand years of time, and began to digest and hone the Tao Yun of the five hundred thousand years!
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Sky Continent.
After the Battle of Tianshen Pass, the entire continent seemed to be calming down.
The four major ancient clans have also tempered their talents and rarely walk in the world.
Even in many places, evil beasts from the evil tribe have appeared. However, in the eyes of many people, this is just the remnants of the evil tribe at work.
only……
Underneath the calm, there was an atmosphere of tension after all.
Ordinary people cannot perceive it at all, and only the noble families on the mainland know the truth about this continent.
And with the disappearance of Lin Huang and others, there are also many voices of suspicion on the mainland...
After all, the decisive battle in the dojo that was staged in Zhongzhou was too eye-catching. Within ten years, I am afraid it will not be forgotten, just like Lin Taiqing and others back then.
But Lin Huang really disappeared.
Except for the Xuantian Divine Clan, no one knows where he went.
Lord Grim also disappeared. His tricks were even more extreme, and even the four ancient clans didn't know about it. Lin Taiqing, the master, didn't know where his disciples had gone.
At the intersection of Xuanwu Divine Realm and Suzaku Divine Realm, there is a vast sea.
At the front of the vast sea are hundreds of long rivers that converge here. The huge terrain difference makes hundreds of rivers look like the sea, forming hundreds of waterfalls hanging in the sky. From a distance, it is extremely spectacular.
And at the lower end of the hundreds of waterfalls, at the border with the sea, a young man was sitting cross-legged.
The young man was dressed in coarse linen and had a dark complexion.
On the knee, there is a mahogany sword!
Despite the overwhelming waterfall hanging down, and the danger of being destroyed by the raging sea, he remained unmoved, as thick as the mountains of Kyushu, and gave people an incomparable ethereal feeling...