The first thousand four hundred and eighty-three chapters are destined
When Yi Yun thought of this, suddenly, the huge being in the sky turned around and glanced at him. This glance seemed to have passed through hundreds of millions of years, viewed from the other side of the river of time.
Its amber pupils seemed to reflect the entire world.
Yi Yun held his breath and stared at this huge life.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The loud sound of his heart beating still echoed in Yi Yun's ears.
He didn't know how long this stare lasted. It seemed like only a few seconds, but it seemed like thousands of years. Yi Yun seemed to have traveled through endless time and space. Suddenly, he felt all the vitality in this space rushing towards him.
"You have his breath..."
A vast and ancient voice seemed to sound directly in Yi Yun's mind.
Yi Yun felt the nostalgia in this voice, and he immediately understood that this voice probably came from the remaining consciousness in the demon bone, and the "him" it referred to was the master of Chunyang Sword Palace.
These vitality surrounded Yi Yun. He felt that there was a consciousness hidden in the vitality and observed himself carefully.
Yi Yun hesitated for a moment and did not resist, but allowed the other party to observe him.
After a while, the voice sounded again, and the tone was full of emotion.
"I didn't expect that there are still descendants of him in this world. My child, you may have been destined to come to my burial place."
Yi Yun received the inheritance from the master of the Chunyang Sword Palace in the Tianyuan Realm. Now when he came to the ancient battlefield of Guixu, he saw the remains of the mount of the master of the Chunyang Sword Palace.
But if Yi Yun hadn't experienced countless life and death crises, fought through thorns and swords along the way, he wouldn't have been able to reach this point.
"I saw the battle between you and the demon servant. I didn't expect that you already have such strength at such a young age, and you also have the seeds of the Aoki Sacred Tree planted in you. It's as if you were chosen by God.
You have inherited his swordsmanship like this, if he knew about it, he would be happy..." Blood Demon Bone continued.
Yi Yun was slightly silent when he heard this, and he asked: "Junior, please tell me, senior, who is fighting against the White Moon God King?"
"He? He is the person whom the Eight Gods fought with back then. In ancient times, countless people died because of him, but the heroes back then also seriously injured him. But now, it seems that he is coming back."
"My time is running out. I have been sleeping to retain this glimmer of consciousness. If you don't come, I will keep it for hundreds of thousands of years, and it will probably be over. You have inherited his will, and you will have to do it in the future."
You will be on the cusp of the times, and when that time comes, even if you don’t want to know these things, they will find you.”
Having said this, Yi Yun suddenly felt that the energy around him suddenly surged, and then a roar of a divine beast that shook the world rang out. In this roar, all the energy suddenly rushed towards Yi Yun.
Boom boom boom!
The ferocious impact made Yi Yun feel like he was in a vast ocean, and within this vitality was a drop of bright red blood.
This drop of blood was extremely thick, and from the blood, a thunderous heart beating sound was suddenly heard. Bang! Bang!
"This is a drop of blood that is the fusion of all my powers. You are his descendant. I helped him fight on the battlefield, and now I am helping you. My mission is over from now on."
"senior……"
Yi Yun could not speak, and this drop of blood fell on his forehead. It was like a volcano erupting and a flash flood erupted. The terrifying power instantly rushed into Yi Yun's body, making his whole body burn.
In an instant, all of Yi Yun's clothes were turned into ashes, his skin was quickly burned red, and the blood in the blood vessels under his skin was surging like lava.
"Ahhh!" Yi Yun couldn't help but scream. He had experienced terrible high temperatures, but no temperature could compare with the burning in his body right now!
At this moment, Yi Yun really felt like he was about to be burned to ashes!
"No, how could I die because I couldn't bear the chance?" Yi Yun opened his eyes wide, with fire and strong unwillingness burning in his eyes.
He would never die because of something like this.
In the unimaginable pain, Yi Yun forcibly mobilized the vitality of his Dantian and began to execute the Dragon Emperor Technique.
As soon as the vitality began to flow, Yi Yun's severe pain increased by one point.
His body was too hot and he couldn't sweat anymore, but drops of blood poured out of Yi Yun's pores.
Soon, Yi Yun became like a bloody man.
Yi Yun closed his eyes tightly and focused all his attention on the operation of the Dragon King Art, no longer paying attention to his own pain.
His body was burning fiercely. Gradually, the flames calmed down. Layers of black plasma were burned out of Yi Yun's body, and then a layer of black crust formed on the surface of Yi Yun's body.
After an unknown amount of time, the black shell fell off, revealing Yi Yun's flawless skin like jade. The red magma in his veins flowed, illuminating Yi Yun's extremely tough bones that were forged to be comparable to those of mythical beasts.
Breathe! Breathe! Breathe! Breathe!
Yi Yun's breathing was steady and powerful. As he sat there in the cross-legged position, his body actually exuded a terrifying aura like an ancient divine beast. It was as if he was a transformed dragon that might soar into the sky at any time.
After an unknown amount of time, Yi Yun suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes, a terrifying look flashed across his eyes.
This gaze seemed to incorporate the images of the universe and countless times.
Yi Yun breathed out gently. The red magma surging on his body dispersed the light, and his breath gradually became restrained.
He stood up, his body was slender and well-proportioned, and in this body lurked the power of the ancient beast.
The blood essence of the blood demon bone was perfectly integrated with Yi Yun's body under the operation of the Dragon King Art. During the burning, Yi Yun's body was also completely forged, like fine iron polished in a fierce fire.
Yi Yun waved his hand, and his energy automatically condensed into a white gown on his body.
"Senior?" Yi Yun called out, but received no response. Even the sound of heartbeats that filled the surrounding area disappeared when he woke up.
Although Yi Yun had predicted this outcome, Yi Yun still felt a sense of sadness when his voice echoed emptyly here.
He sighed softly and bowed deeply toward the front.
In the Shenshan cave, the moment the heartbeat disappeared, Bai Yueyin suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes full of surprise.
She suddenly turned her head and saw that not far away, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the rock wall of the cave.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Countless dark red rubbles peeled off from the wall. Yi Yun, dressed in white, seemed to have experienced a rebirth after breaking out of a cocoon. As the rubbles fell gently, he tapped the ground with his toes...