"I once witnessed with my own eyes that some fallen emperors of the Nether Clan were resurrected in the River of Death. However, the resource consumption was very terrible. If you want to resurrect a ninth-level supreme, you must consume at least ten times the resources.
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A flash of memory flashed across Gui Taoist's face, and he said.
“Ten times the resources?”
Jiuzhenzi took a breath of air.
If an ordinary person wants to cultivate to the supreme level, the resources he needs to consume are an unimaginable astronomical number.
However, to resurrect a Supreme Being from the Ninth Level of the Emperor Realm from the Death River requires ten times the cultivation resources, which is terrifying.
"Ordinary great emperors, even if they die, are not qualified to get the chance to resurrect from the Death River, unless they have made great contributions."
Taoist Gui nodded slightly and said.
"Actually, ten times the cultivation resources are really not that much. You must know that among tens of millions of ordinary people, not one of them may be able to step into the imperial realm, let alone become the ninth heaven supreme."
Su Chen felt that this River of Death was simply a supreme treasure.
As long as the River Styx never dries up, the Yeming Clan will survive almost forever.
"Indeed, throughout the ages, the Yeming Clan has given birth to countless great emperors. As long as there are enough resources, wouldn't it be possible to continuously bring these dead emperors back to life?"
Jiuzhenzi said with emotion.
"No, there is a limit to this. Under the years, the life of any great emperor has a time limit. It is impossible to live forever. As long as the years and rings come to an end, he is truly dead and there is no chance of rebirth.
Return."
Taoist Gui shook his head and said.
"Oh... you mean that these souls entrusted in the Death River have a time limit. As long as this time is exceeded, these souls will die completely?"
Jiuzhenzi was stunned for a moment, and after coming to his senses, he frowned and said.
"Difference This is what it means. When these souls reach the end of their lives, before they are completely destroyed, they will be absorbed by the Death River and transformed into the vitality of the Death River. This is why the Death River can never dry up for thousands of years.
, the reason that lasts forever.”
Guidao felt vaguely in his heart that this River of Death was not like the natural river of heaven and earth at all, but more like a supreme holy instrument.
A holy weapon that allows the Nether clan to inherit immortality!
After listening to Taoist Gui's story, Su Chen had a vague feeling in his heart.
"If you have a chance, you should go to the underworld to see if the River of Death is as magical as the legend says."
Su Chen also suddenly became interested.
However, he knew very well that with his current strength, if he went to the underworld, he would definitely be looking for death.
At least you have to wait until you step into the Nine Heavens Supreme before you can go to the underworld to fight the autumn wind.
"I have a hunch that this guy Ye Luo will appear again. The next time we meet him, he will definitely not be as embarrassed as this time!"
Su Chen's eyes flashed with determination.
This time in the desert of Falling into the Sea, there were almost dangers everywhere. If he hadn't been more cautious, I'm afraid he would have been plotted to death long ago.
The incident of King Yama and King Chakravartin rushing out of the cave passage was indeed beyond his expectations, but it was still within his control.
What really surprised him was that behind Ye Luo, the eighteen supreme beings from the underworld actually sneaked into the Qin Imperial City and successfully killed the only clone left by Emperor Qin Tian.
Next, the Great Qin Empire will completely fall into civil strife.
Fortunately, his family has been settled properly.
No matter what happens to the Qin Kingdom
The chaos has nothing to do with me.
"Boy, you have swallowed up the entire ancient dragon vein from the hands of Supreme Kunxu this time. This is a knot, and the old ghost will definitely not let you go easily."
A teasing smile appeared on Jiuzhenzi's lips.
"It's okay. We have too many debts to weigh us down. Now that Emperor Qin Tian's clone has fallen, the Qin Dynasty has no master. It's them who should really have a headache."
Su Chen looked indifferent.
The Great Qin Emperor's Mausoleum was destroyed, and so many secrets inside were exposed. At this moment, the Kunxu Supreme should be worried about whether other human supremes would come to fight against the autumn wind.
The human race has never been of the same mind.
Wherever there is something good to be gained, people will naturally squeeze in there.
"Dragon veins, black coffins, secret realms, stars...how many trump cards does the Great Qin royal family hide?"
A strange light flashed in Su Chen's eyes and he murmured. ??
Just now, he only took a quick glance and discovered that there were eighty-one ancient dragon veins in the imperial mausoleum, and each dragon vein was much larger than the dragon veins he obtained in the Desert of Falling into the Sea.
However, what puzzled him was that the ancient dragon veins in the imperial mausoleum were all dead objects without any spirituality. The spirit of the dragon veins in them seemed to have been extinct long ago.
Whether he died naturally or whether those dragon-veined spirits were refined by the royal family is worthy of further investigation.
Buzz!
When Su Chen was thinking about it, the sky shook, and a guy with a hollow head appeared.
"Boy, should you pay off the debt you owe?"
Bubuka glanced around and found that there was no danger, then he dared to walk out.
"What account? Didn't I give you hundreds of millions of Origin Emperor Crystals?"
Su Chen was stunned for a moment, then looked at Bubuka and his eyes suddenly became unkind.
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"Hmph...a few hundred million means nothing. I risked my life to block the Supreme Killing Move for you. This cost me at least 10 billion Emperor Crystals as a reward!"
Bubuka said with a look on his face.
"roll!"
Su Chen gave this guy a cold look.
He is not a good fighter, but he is better at blackmailing than anyone else.
At this time, he turned his eyes and looked at Taoist Turtle.
"Senior, I would like to thank you for your generous help this time. These are all the martial arts marks of the Xingtian God of War that I promised before."
Su Chen was also unambiguous and raised his hand to grab it.
Suddenly, countless martial arts light groups emerged.
These martial arts light groups are large and small, with different colors, representing the various techniques and unique skills in the inheritance of the God of War.
"Boy, do you want to sell these martial arts inheritances of yours?"
Bubuka rolled his eyes and said.
"If you don't want to sell it, go away. Don't try to take advantage of me."
Su Chen didn't bother to talk to this guy. He was just a man who was blind to money, so he didn't need to be polite.
As long as the money is enough next time, this guy will still have to run over.
"Yes, you are really cheerful."
Taoist Gui was not polite to Su Chen. He raised his hand to grab it and pocketed the entire river of martial arts.
Here, only a few martial arts records are useful to him, but since he has agreed that he can get the entire God of War inheritance by taking action, then he will not be ambiguous.
What's more, the martial arts mark given by Su Chen this time even included the 'Three Axes of Xingtian'.
This unique skill is a truly famous inheritance in the Nine Heavens.
Even if you can't practice it yourself, you can still get a lot if you exchange it for treasures!