Thousands of years ago, he followed the Human Emperor and fought to the death with the demon clan. He fought hard and refused to retreat, and died of exhaustion of energy and blood.
His strength was the strongest among the human princes, but he was the first to die in battle among all the human princes.
Rumor has it that he refused to retreat until death, his blood burning like the boiling sun. Before he died, he struck out one hundred and eight swords faster than the other before his death, chopping a demon god into pieces alive.
Of course, he himself also died in the chaos due to exhaustion of energy and blood.
He was the most tragically killed in battle among the ancestors of the human race.
Tang Xuanming didn't care much about the top magical powers mastered by this human sage. He was more concerned about the cultivation method of this powerful man who killed the gods.
After all, Tang Xuanming was born with the ability to travel to countless worlds. For Tang Xuanming, any world has endless magical skills. As long as he can digest and understand them, the magical powers are at his fingertips.
What he mainly needs to learn from is the fundamental cultivation path of this world, and use the powerful cultivation method of this world as the foundation to transform his own cultivation method, so as to exert the functions of various powerful supernatural powers in the heavens and the world.
On the other side of the ancient battlefield of Devil's Plain, a young man with blond hair looked arrogant and his eyes were unabashedly wild.
A map was also presented in front of him. The map was not much different from the map marked by Tang Xuanming, and was also divided into three areas.
Compared with the map that Tang Xuanming pieced together from more than ten people, the map in the hands of the blond young man was obviously rougher. At least there were only dozens of names in the white area, but in the second red area, his map was much rougher than Tang Xuanming's.
The one in Xuan Ming’s hand is even more detailed.
There are more than twenty names in his red area, and each one has a special kind of magic.
Every word seems to be dyed red with blood, carrying a different kind of temperament.
What makes people feel even more special is that the third area of the map obtained by Tang Xuanming, that is, the centermost area of the map, is black and empty, with nothing marked.
But there was a huge dot marked in the center of the blond young man's map, with an eerie skull drawn on it.
The blond young man glanced at the center of the map, his eyes still filled with arrogance and domineering, but his pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly looked away, staring at the names of the people in the red area.
"The Human Emperor... is really a taboo."
The blond young man turned into a golden lightning and ran wildly along the path recorded on the map.
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"Why is it getting darker and darker?"
Tang Xuanming raised his head and glanced into the void, his pupils suddenly contracted.
The big sun hanging overhead disappeared at some point, and was replaced by a strange and alluring blood-red moon.
"how so?"
The tops of the mountains, which were originally green and continuous, were no longer what they were before. The mountains seemed to have disappeared. What Tang Xuanming saw were the collapsed peaks one after another.
The towering mountain peaks were cut in half, and the everlasting flames were still burning on them.
The destination he was going to, where the human prince Ao Zhan lived ten thousand years ago, was even more bloody, and the whole world turned into blood.
There was a strong smell of blood entering his nostrils every time he breathed, and the smell of blood seemed to be permeating the billions of pores on his limbs and body.
"this……"
Tang Xuanming finally understood why the group of young people who were regarded as geniuses among the human race were unwilling to go deep into the red zone.
The depths of Devil's Plains are completely different from the outside world.
Because the outside world is cut off by time and space by the Supreme Law of the Human Emperor, everything is frozen in the past.
Except for the corresponding spiritual thoughts left behind, the outer area is like the top of the mountains with green waters and green mountains thousands of years ago.
No matter from every aspect, it looks like a holy place on earth.
And in the Devil's Plain, inside the top of the Ten Thousand Mountains, which was once the Holy Land of the Monster Clan, the top strong men once fought to the death here. The strong men who can fight here are at best people with innate divine bodies, who are born to control the world.
Rules, terrible wars all start from the level of rules.
Even if the Human Emperor's supreme power forces time and space to the past, the scars left on the laws will still truly show up in the world.
"If it is really like what I guessed..." Tang Xuanming lowered his head and looked at the map in his hand. The centermost area of the map was a dark area. The truth is likely to be beyond imagination.
"Wouldn't the black area recreate the scene of the war? Will it reveal the real scene of Devil's Plains?"
Click!
The void in front of him burst without warning, and a space crack appeared in front of Tang Xuanming's eyes. If Tang Xuanming took one more step, he would be cut into two pieces on the spot.
"Woo!"
There were sobbing sounds in the dark jungle, which seemed to be caused by the strong wind blowing through the forest.
In the woods illuminated by the blood-red moon, the faint shadows seemed to be beating, and there seemed to be a terrible devil hidden in them.
Woo!
It seemed as if someone was blowing suddenly behind Tang Xuanming, as if there was an evil ghost lying on its back.
Tang Xuanming's mind tightened, and his face turned colder. The cold air was getting closer and closer to him, as if the evil spirit suddenly turned its head and blew air next to his earlobe.
puff!
Tang Xuanming suddenly turned around. There was nothing behind him except the shadows between the trees that kept dancing.
"call!"
The sound of blowing sounded again, and appeared behind Tang Xuanming without any warning. At the same time, clear footsteps reached Tang Xuanming's ears, as if there was a huge beast walking in the forest.
Clang!
Tang Xuanming drew his sword and slashed behind him without looking back. As expected, the long sword cut through the void and touched nothing.
"Pretend to be a ghost."
There was a touch of gold blooming in the depths of his pupils. Tang Xuanming looked around with indifferent eyes, and finally discovered something this time.
A woman in white clothes looked at him steadily from behind. The woman's face was pale during the day. What made people feel special was that her face had no facial features at all, it was just a flat surface.
It looks weird and eerie, making people feel chilly in their hearts.
It seemed like there was a cool breeze blowing from head to toe.
"screw you!"
Tang Xuanming's fist seemed to be burning with golden flames, and he punched it hard.
boom!
The mountain forest trembled violently, as if a small earthquake had occurred.
There was no trace of joy on Tang Xuanming's face, and he turned back coldly.
The woman in white seemed to be floating in front of him as if she had no weight. The woman seemed to be an illusory figure. The fist weighing millions of kilograms just passed through her body without causing any harm to her.