The Seven Kings of the Borderlands have been guarding this world since ancient times and even longer. Unfortunately, their results were not very good.
Nine heavens and ten places were beaten to pieces, and the most powerful person could not be born at all. The former ally, the Immortal Realm, stood aloof and looked on with cold eyes.
For eons, they have had no support and have been fighting alone on the abyss of heaven.
The existence of the Immortal King level has become indelible, and they are the top figures among the Immortal Kings.
Even in the face of attacks from the strongest people in foreign lands, he remained calm and sustained him for more than an era.
Those are people of the same level who are far superior in number to them.
The indelible Immortal King's body has been traumatized over the years, and it is difficult to recover. There is no time.
Tang Xuanming stared at the scars on the body one after another, with a look of solemnity and admiration on his face. In his eyes, this Immortal King was far from powerful, and was much inferior to him, but this Immortal King was indomitable.
The thought still moved him.
The body of the invincible Immortal King that should have covered the world would have shocked the past and the present in any era.
But this king who is not very famous among the Seven Kings of the Frontier is covered with scars. He should have died long ago. His body riddled with holes should not have been able to survive in the first place. Even the Immortal King has countless scars.
A burden that others cannot bear.
Every scar that can be imprinted on this king represents a powerful attack from an immortal king or an immortal king from a foreign land.
Tang Xuanming glanced over and saw 562 scars from the front alone.
Injuries that even the Immortal King cannot recover from are all left by the most outstanding figures.
In a startling glance, Tang Xuanming even felt the traces left by the Red King. There was a red trace entangled with time on the king's right hand. After countless years, the scar on the right hand was still shining.
Those are the traces left by the Red King who was directly transformed into two dimensions by Tang Xuanming.
As for the other auras of the Immortal King that Tang Xuanming didn't recognize, Tang Xuanming felt Jiu Gu.
"Nine Immortal Kings..."
After Tang Xuanming pondered for a while, he probably understood what the seven kings of the Border Wilderness had experienced.
With the foreign land having the overall advantage, they are not willing to directly engage in a life-and-death battle with the seven frontier kings.
During the Immortal Ancient Period, they were also severely damaged, but they also completely destroyed the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. They had already predicted that there would be no successors in the future Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and no one would continue to guard the original imperial city, or that there would be no
Someone took the sword from the hands of the Seven Kings of Bianhuang.
Just like a group of wolves staring at a bison, they will not swarm up and cut the bison into pieces directly. Too fierce a conflict will also cause damage to them.
They would use gentler methods to leave insignificant scars on the bison again and again, making the bison tired but not fatal.
Until the blood finally ran out, he was powerless even if he tried to struggle, and was finally devoured by them.
This is how the Seven Kings of the Frontier were treated by them.
Attacking again and again, Foreign Land used this method after killing all the Immortal Kings in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths who had a chance to break through and those who might become Immortal Kings.
The seven kings of the Borderlands may have noticed something was wrong over the long years. At least Tang Xuanming sensed that there was strong unwillingness and confusion in the thoughts of this king.
"...Has the ancient covenant been forgotten by everyone? Where is the successor? We can no longer support it."
The king's forehead bones were glowing slightly, and his last unyielding thoughts were tinged with a little bit of resentment.
Tang Xuanming was silent. Perhaps the seven kings of the Borderlands had noticed something was wrong over the long years. Each of them might have had a premonition in their hearts. There must have been huge changes in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and there could be no latecomers.
They have no backup, and their support may be meaningless.
But they did not say such words, they just guarded the original imperial city in despair and loneliness, watching their familiar comrades fall one after another, writing their tragic songs in despair.
There are always some things in the world that others cannot understand, but they shock people and have a power that shakes people's hearts.
"Quack..."
The imprisoned black bird on Tang Xuanming's shoulder showed little respect on its face when facing the bodies of the Seven Border Kings, showing uncontrollable greed.
Its originally cute eyes narrowed, looking a little sinister, and it stared at the area below the chest of the Seven Bianhuang Kings, which had completely turned into black.
That is the dark substance that can corrode the Immortal King. For it, it is a supreme treasure.
"Can you absorb that ominous black substance?"
Tang Xuanming turned his head to look at the little bird beside him. The strange existence excitement derived from the strange and unknown black material channeled him easily to understand the hidden meaning of Tang Xuanming's words. His little head nodded rapidly.
It moves like a woodpecker.
"Then go, this king's body should not be polluted by this weird substance."
Tang Xuanming nodded, and the powerful imprisonment was naturally released. The black bird suddenly turned into a stream of light, rushed to the body of the king, opened his mouth and sucked it in.
The extremely rich dark substance flowed out from the body of the king and sank into the tip of the black bird's beak bit by bit.
Tang Xuanming stared unblinkingly. For him, a backhand could pull out the black substance from the king's body, but he wanted to see what the substance from the other side, the Dark Immortal Emperor, would show.
Such special properties.
I just had the idea of giving it a try, but I didn't expect it to actually work.
Groups of black matter merged into the black bird's body, causing his aura to expand rapidly. In a very short time, Tang Xuanming felt that the black bird had entered the realm of the true immortal and could easily pollute the true immortal.
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At this time, less than one layer of the black substance in the king's body had been lost.
"Originally, during the long seal, the power has been lost to the Supreme Realm, but can the accumulation of power in such a short period of time break through that barrier? For such a black substance, there is no barrier to practice... Or before reaching the Immortal Emperor
No barrier?"
Tang Xuanming had a guess in his mind and probably knew the reason.
The weirdness and ominousness that permeates the entire world, and the black matter that makes the Immortal Realm feel like it is facing a formidable enemy, all come from the Immortal Emperor at the other side of the boundary sea. It is the breath that the Immortal Emperor breathes out through his practice. It can be said that it is
The spiritual energy in his body.
That kind of material is inherently of extremely high quality and possesses the will of an Immortal Emperor.
Therefore, it is easy to break through the barriers to practice.
"Um?"
The ever-expanding aura suddenly stopped, and a sudden change occurred.
The king's body, which was already a corpse, suddenly trembled.