"Great Immortal King, you are finally here. Something has happened to the King."
An Lan's heart sank. He had already had a premonition that something bad was going to happen before he entered the cave. No matter what, the Red King was the immortal king alongside him, and even far surpassed him in the time domain.
The formation left behind was extremely powerful and terrifying. In the past, it would have been impossible for him to walk directly into it, but now he was walking on flat ground without much impact.
An Lan glanced over indifferently and found that the speaker was a descendant of the Red King, who had reached the top of the ranks of immortals. In foreign lands, such beings are called gods and are admired by countless people.
At this time, the top immortal looked anxious and full of uneasiness.
There was disbelief and even fear on his face. For an immortal, this was simply unbelievable.
They have existed forever. Unless the universe collapses, they will not be destroyed at all. There are not many things in the world that can affect them. But in An Lan's view, the Taoist heart of this immortal has almost collapsed, and there is nothing on his face. Till there are tears hanging down.
"what happened?"
An Lan's voice carried the sound of thunder, suppressing all inner demons. Coupled with the immortal king's calm face, the endless golden light shrouded the area, finally allowing the immortal to gradually calm down.
"I...I...I don't know what happened..."
Even so, the immortal's face still showed surprise and confusion, which made An Lan's heart sink.
The frightened Immortal had no way to answer his question. After hesitating for a while, he finally became impatient and swept his mind directly into the depths of the Red King's Cave. He was stunned and frowned slightly.
"The Red King is not here?"
He did not sense the corresponding breath and soul fluctuations of the Red King, not even a little bit. Deep in the cave, there was only an ancient scripture turning slowly over the futon where the Red King was retreating.
The immortal's face became more and more frightened and uneasy. He led An Lan to the deepest part of the cave, pointed to the scripture on the floating plate, and stammered: "That is the king..."
"Um?"
An Lan frowned, almost thinking that the immortal had a mental breakdown and was completely beaten stupid by the foreign enemy.
Although the ancient scripture was placed deep in the Red King's Cave, it had no special aura at all, and there was no corresponding magical book on it. It was obviously an extremely ordinary book.
Even if it is placed in the Red King's cave, it cannot change this.
Perhaps after a long time, this scripture will become extraordinary after being infected by the breath of the Red King, but now it is a scripture in the mortal world. It will be damaged by wind and rain, and will be bitten by insects. After a hundred years, it will naturally become As ashes fly away, all traces no longer exist.
"Gulu!"
The immortal swallowed hard, and faced An Lan's terrifying pressure, he said with difficulty: "That's the king. The king was practicing before, and I was responsible for guarding. I heard the king's exclamation not long ago, and I thought there was something wrong." Foreign enemies invaded, and I rushed into the cave with all my might, only to see..."
Having said this, the immortal couldn't help but tremble, as if he had seen the most terrifying scene in his life. The fear in his eyes made his Dao heart collapse. An Lan's heart trembled. The Red King The descendant of the immortal, and has become an immortal. Even when facing the immortal king, he will not show such a frightened and uneasy look, and will not be frightened to such an extent. He can't imagine what this immortal has seen. What have you experienced?
"What do you see?"
"I saw the king transforming into this book in his screams and despair."
"What? Nonsense!"
An Lan thought it was funny, but saw the immortal shaking his head with difficulty, the look on his face becoming more and more frightened, and pointing at the ancient scripture.
An Lan turned around and couldn't help but be startled. The ancient scripture was moving without wind. On the top of the cover, the image of the Red King was lifelike. Well, the pictures on the ancient scripture recorded the life of the Red King in detail and vividly.
From the birth of the Red King to his gradual rise to become the top figure in the world, even the pictures and scenes of his peak ancient battle are included.
An Lan couldn't help but be stunned. Even he didn't understand the most detailed part of the picture. At least he didn't know how An Lan rose up and how he successfully refined an Immortal King. In this ancient scroll,
Everything is presented incisively and vividly, and even the most pinnacle secrets of the Red King are introduced in just a few strokes.
It was exactly the same as what An Lan knew. The more he looked at it, the more surprised he became, and the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became.
In the end, he couldn't help but turn over the ancient scripture manually. For him, this was an extremely useful scripture.
After a cursory glance and some correspondence with some of the most secret ancient things in my heart, I was able to conclude that this was indeed a scripture that recorded the life of King Chi, and it was extremely detailed. Many of the details only existed between him and King Chi.
I know, others don't understand at all.
"You mean this book is transformed into the Red King?"
Even so, An Lan didn't want to believe this fact.
The immortal's face was full of fear and anxiety, his pupils kept shrinking, but he could not answer. Every time he recalled such a scene, it put great pressure on his soul.
An Lan couldn't bear it. This involved the most terrifying secret in the world. An immortal king was directly transformed into a scripture. He did not want to believe that the existence of the Immortal King level was already immortal, and his mark was forever engraved between heaven and earth.
Although some of them died, it was because the marks of heaven and earth were broken up. After hundreds of millions of years, there would still be a chance to reunite the One, unlike now where he could no longer feel the mark of the Red King at all.
After pondering for a moment, An Lan grabbed the immortal with his big hand. With his fingertips, he touched the immortal's eyebrows and directly searched for his soul.
Suddenly a shocking scene emerged in his mind. The Red King was sitting cross-legged in the center of the ancient cave, surrounded by small worlds. One after another, the immortal gods knelt down in front of him and chanted sutras.
, praising the great achievements of this immortal king.
The sturdy and immortal armor was placed on the body of the immortal king. Infinite light bloomed all over his body, and the endless chaos energy flooded the ancient cave. At that moment, his fighting power reached the peak of his life.
Even An Lan was moved by it.
But the next moment, the boundless light and the most brilliant divine light collapsed.
A tiny bit of spiritual light flew out from the long river of time. According to An Lan's induction, that tiny bit of spiritual light was really like a candle in the wind, and would be extinguished at any time.
But the scariest thing happened.
When the armor refined by the Immortal King encountered that flash of spiritual light, it decomposed silently, turned into the most original substance, and dissipated between heaven and earth.
The endless chaotic energy spurting out from Scarlet King Zhou Shen, and even the combat skills that were once invincible in the world were unable to block that dim aura. That aura seemed to come from the depths of darkness, requiring no effort at all. In An Lan's solemn gaze, it fell on
The red king's eyebrows.
There were no earth-shattering changes, but the Red King, who had traveled across many epochs in foreign lands, let out an earth-shattering roar, full of grief, anger and despair. The next moment, his body disintegrated, his soul flew into ashes, and in an instant it collapsed into an ancient scripture.
, suspended on the futon where he sat cross-legged.
An Lan, who witnessed all this, couldn't help but shuddered. He came back to his senses from that special scene and looked down at the ancient scripture in his hand. There were three ancient characters written on the top of the scripture - "The Biography of the Red King"