The Other Shore is a place that really exists. It is not a fabrication or fantasy. It is said that there are gods living there, and there are records among some ancient races.
In the next two months, the starry sky was not peaceful, and wars broke out from time to time. The withering of life and the splatter of blood became the cheapest show.
Stimulated by this kind of predatory relationship between the weak and the strong, the trials of all the world's trialists striving for enlightenment, and the shocking news that they may be able to meet the gods, blood fights among various creatures and decisions to cross the sea are being staged.
This is a crazy and depressing era. Carnival and tragedy are staged together. Like a moth flying into a flame, are you on the road to immortality or listening to your own funeral song? You can't extricate yourself, almost crazy. Perhaps the meaning of life is also the right one.
It is because of persistence and beauty.
There has never been an era like this, with so many talented people rising up together. In the past, they would have become the masters of all races, prospering for a lifetime, and reaching the pinnacle of glory.
Being born in this era by mistake is destined to bring a golden age, and it also foreshadows the desolation after the great age, just like the autumn wind blows, and the fruits are fragrant, but in the end, the sky is full of yellow leaves falling, and the wind is like a cold knife.
Throughout the past and present, there have rarely been so many young supreme beings as there are today. This makes people feel unreal. They are all divine beings. In another sense, they may all die.
The tragic song of the world, when the final war song sounds, they will all perish and fall on the imperial road. Only one person who reaches the top can taste the loneliness and desolation of the ages, and watch the heroes of his generation disappear into ashes.
"There is only one Supreme Being. This has been the case since ancient times. There are too many in this life, and they are all empty names. They are tragic scenes in the future."
Taoist Qinghuang has also arrived, and naturally he is accompanied by protectors from other clans. The Ancient Tree of Life has been born, so how can such a magical medicine be enough to kill the great sage whose life is short?
The Bull Demon King, the Stone Man, the Evil God, etc. all came, and even strong men of their stature had to be careful when entering the ancient mythical realm for the first time to avoid being robbed.
All the heroes appeared, masters from all walks of life appeared, and there were endless armies of ancient beasts crossing the sky, all looking for the sea of suffering, but they searched almost the entire ancient territory and found no clues.
Some people even began to attack the island in an attempt to elicit strange phenomena. However, except for the dao mark left by the deity from the mythical era, which emitted a blazing light and shocked him to death, there were no other clues or clues.
Where is the huge sea of suffering? Why are so many people searching to no avail? It really makes everyone feel headache and helpless. Maybe it is just like the legend. Only those who are favored by the gods can suddenly see a piece of god one day and step into the sea.
Get on a special boat and head to the other shore.
"ah……"
Deep in the starry sky, the fierce battle of the First World War came to an end. It was pitiful and lamentable, and a generation of young supremes came to an end.
The huge body of the ten-foot-tall golden giant was struck by a golden tail of the Golden Snake Erlangjun. Bone fragments and blood mud splashed together with the golden blood, dyeing the starry sky in a miserable color.
The heroes were as silent as ice, feeling chills from head to toe when they saw this scene. This was the golden royal family with the purest blood among the giants. Their fighting power was unmatched in the world. As a result, they became a pile of bones on the imperial road.
The golden giant Fei Chenda, who was born with divine power, was just like the ancestors who created the world in the mythical era. He had a supreme majesty that could defeat the six realms and the sky, but he was finally defeated after more than a hundred rounds.
"This road has always been cruel and bloody. Once defeated, it will inevitably end like this. In the end, some young Supremes will die." Someone sighed.
The Golden Snake Erlang Jun now has the body of a snake, only a little over a foot long. His whole body is golden, his eyes are cold, and the letter he spits out has a hissing sound that makes one's scalp feel tight.
He shot away with electricity, and the golden snake body pierced the void, leaving behind a group of awed people who looked at his afterimage. No one said a word for a long time.
"The golden giant was killed. He just contradicted the four gentlemen of the Golden Snake Tribe because he couldn't stand their coldness and tyranny, and was chased and killed by the second prince of the Golden Snake!"
Pang Bo clenched his fists when he got the news. The golden giant had a good relationship with him recently and had walked together in the starry sky for a few days. Unexpectedly, he was killed just after they made acquaintance.
Ye Fan also frowned. When he was about to fight the stone man in the True Phoenix Tower, it was this golden giant who stopped the fight and prevented the fight from happening. Such a simple and honest giant actually died violently.
"Rest in peace. Although you and I don't have a close relationship, your character is very different from mine. I will avenge this for you!" Pang Bo said.
"I went to the scene and saw the aftermath of the battle. The Golden Giant was extremely powerful, but he was still killed by the Golden Snake Erlang after a hundred moves. This is enough to illustrate some problems. We have to be careful." It was rare for Ryoma to say such cautious words.
The four gentlemen of the Golden Snake Clan are extremely powerful and are the best among the young Supremes. What's more, messing with one of them is equivalent to making an enemy of the Four Supremes.
"I have seen the blood-stained starry sky, the ancient road with corpses lying on it, the bleeding shore, and the endless heroic spirits singing in lament." Taoist Qinghuang whispered. He should have passed away five hundred years ago, but he only inspired the last energy in his body.
He has great potential, but now his life is short, and he has a rare psychic old age.
He survived by using ancient secret techniques, squeezing out the last brilliance of life. Now, no matter what tonics he took, it was useless. He witnessed the incomplete corner of the future, and he was endlessly sentimental.
"When we enter the other side, all the young Supremes will die. How many will survive..."
It's a pity that I still can't see through it, whether there is a real path to immortality, or the final direction of the golden age.
"I found the clue to the sea of suffering. There is an endless ocean in another void. Unfortunately, there is only one small boat and only a few people can reach the other shore."
On this day, a piece of news shook the starry sky, and I don't know how many creatures went there to kill, all wanting to create a future and seize a fortune.
This is a dark star field that lacks stars and is close to deadness. When many strong men come in, all kinds of patterns suddenly appear, dragons and snakes rise together, stars move, and murderous intent emerges from the sky.
In an instant, there was a bloody storm, broken arms and limbs, the soul fled into the sky, and the star field was in chaos.
In this place, the dark wind roared, blood rained, and large areas of life were harvested like wheat. No one knew how many monks fell down.
"This is a killing trap. It's too cruel. Are you going to kill us all?" Zhu Xiong was unwilling to accept it, roared angrily, and rushed out to kill.
However, in the killing array of the four great saints, not to mention them, even the real great saint may be punished when he comes. In this calamity, the young supreme one died.
The dragon bird fluttered its wings and struck the sky, but unfortunately it failed to grow to the Great Saint Realm and fell into pieces, full of unwillingness.
Many people died in this battle, and the rest fled, unwilling to get close to the starry sky.
"Well, after harvesting so much life energy, if I really cross the sea of suffering and reach the other side in the future, this is fate and the guarantee of survival." A hoarse voice said.
In the darkness, four great saints appeared. One of them was the gray dragon, and the other three were the golden toad, the tengu, and the roc. They were all much older than the gray dragon, and they were all rare creatures in ancient times.
"It's a pity that a few of those young supremes came, but only one of them went deep. They really have a lot of good things in them. I suspect that the formation patterns on the four tangy snakes are related to their ancient ancestors."
"What a young supreme being. Back then, we and I were able to overpower our contemporaries, but now we are not trapped in the Great Sage Realm. We should be proud of ourselves when they become Great Sages."
The starry sky calmed down, leaving behind a large area of broken arms and limbs, dripping with blood, which looked very scary. Four figures harvested the life energy and left.
Five years have passed in the blink of an eye, and this ancient realm has never been quiet. More and more people have entered the mythical ancient realm, looking for the habitat of the gods and wanting to cross to the other side.
But there are still no clues. Just like so many beast masters in ancient times who tried their best but got nothing in their lives, no matter how many people come, they can't find the sea of suffering.
"I don't have much left to live. I never thought I would end up here." In the starry sky, Taoist Qinghuang sat cross-legged without joy or worry, his face very calm.
"Boom!"
He began to transform and could no longer hold on. Being able to live to this day is considered a kind of strange prostitute. It is rare in ancient times for a great saint to live to be more than 8,000 years old.
All the monks under this starry sky were alarmed and felt a huge fluctuation. The avenue was roaring, like thousands of troops charging, like endless creatures crying.
Ye Fan was naturally alarmed and rushed there quickly. He had a premonition of something, because he had met Taoist Qinghuang several times in the past five years and listened to his talk about the Dharma and his cultivation experience, so he knew that his life was not long.
"It is indeed Senior Qinghuang!"
When he came to this starry sky, Ye Fan felt a kind of sadness. This was the first time he saw the elder transform into a Taoist spirit. He could only watch helplessly, but he was unable to stop it and could not change the outcome.
"Senior Qinghuang, he is finally gone..." Pang Bo also sighed softly. It is sad that such a kind elder became a Taoist at the end of his life.
Not only them, many people rushed to the scene, but they didn't dare to get close. They were far away from each other, otherwise they would be fucked, and they followed him to become a Taoist.
The sky-swallowing beast, the golden snake Shilangjun, the god Xinlan, Sanggu, the blood beast, the earth corpse, etc. are all here, and there are also a large number of ancient beasts watching in the starry sky.
The Bull Demon King, Hundred Tribulations Taoist, Stone Man, Gray Jiao, Golden Toad, etc. also arrived. They were all silent. Whether they were enemies or old friends, they saw that Qinghuang Taoist was about to pass away. They were all great saints and felt sad.
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It is not easy to cultivate to this point. The great sage is like no ordinary person, but in the end it is all in vain. There is no difference from ordinary people. After death, they will be the same as a pile of loess and ashes.
"Life is short. I just want to see if there are immortals and if there is immortality. What will happen when this golden age comes to an end?"
During the catastrophe of transformation, Taoist Qinghuang's whole body was glowing, and pieces of light rain flew up and scattered in all directions. He could not talk about joy, nor was he too sad, all he had was a kind of hope that his life would not last long.
The persistence of the old man.
Young people may not realize it, but the great sages feel even more miserable. At this time, there are no enemies, only the same kind. They will also reach this point in the future.
In the end, they don’t even know whether what they have been pursuing in their lives exists. For them, it is really the greatest sorrow.
Qinghuang Taoist behaved very calmly, but those who are similar to him know very well how helpless it is, and there is no point in being sad.
"Dare I ask if there are immortals in heaven?"
Taoist Qinghuang asked persistently. In the transformation process, his eyes were fixed on the sky, wanting a result.
This question made all the great sages feel sad in their hearts. They had to go through many ups and downs to get to this point, but it ended like this. They spent their entire lives searching for the truth to no avail.
All the monks were silent, watching the great sage of a generation withering away, turning into a brilliant rain of light, flying in all directions, and constantly disintegrating.
"I just want to... take a look at the end of this road to see if there are any immortals."
Taoist Qinghuang whispered, his eyes dimmed and melted in the firelight. He couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and suddenly his body was shattered into pieces and turned into a blazing light.
It was a huge blue phoenix that broke free from its broken body, burned blazingly, and hit the depths of the vast sky, making the final blow in life!
"boom!"
The sky and the earth shattered, the sky collapsed, and the huge green phoenix that turned into light was shattered and ceased to exist.
"I just want to know..."
Under the vast starry sky, only a residual voice was left, still asking questions, so persistently.
"Good day, fellow Taoist." All the great sages, even if they were life and death rivals and eternal enemies, felt sad at this time and saw him off.
"Rumble!"
Suddenly, the heaven and earth felt something, and a set of strange pictures descended, causing many people to scream in surprise.
Could it be that God responded and gave him an answer after Taoist Qinghuang passed away? People were nervously paying attention.
"Hey, is there any immortal on this road? What did you...see?!"
"That's...the sea of suffering, the other side. At this time, there are clues in that picture!"