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Chapter 1681 Final Goal

The voice of the old man in Shenxu was low and solemn, full of vicissitudes of life.

Ji Tianxing's heart moved, and he immediately thought of the Jiutian Terrace deep in the East China Sea.

He increasingly felt that Jiutian Terrace and Wanggu Terrace had some similarities.

However, he did not ask about this matter, and seemed to have a casual conversation with the old man of Shenxu.

"Senior, Shenxu is the cemetery of the gods, where countless ancient gods are buried.

I wonder how many years you have been guarding Shenxu here?"

The old man of Shenxu shook his head and said in a calm tone: "It has been too long and I can no longer remember it clearly.

However, I have not been able to take the last step and cannot escape the limit of ten thousand years."

Ji Tianxing immediately understood what he meant and guessed that he had been guarding here for thousands of years, no more than ten thousand years.

Both of them were silent and continued on their way through the wilderness.

At the end of the wasteland, there is a dark ancient mountain range.

Under the gray sky, the mountain range hundreds of miles long lies like a sleeping dragon on the vast land.

An ancient breath of vicissitudes of time passed from the mountains.

Ji Tianxing guessed that the ancient black mountain range might be the place where the gods were buried.

After a while, the old man from Shenxu led him across the wasteland and arrived at the foot of the dark mountains.

The old man of Shenxu stopped, looked at the majestic mountains in front of him, and said calmly: "This mountain range is the cemetery of the gods.

From ancient times to the present, all gods who have come out of this world will leave their tombs here after their death."

Ji Tianxing frowned immediately, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although he didn't understand why the gods who came out of this world would leave their graves here after their death.

But he was keenly aware that this cemetery was definitely not simple and might very well contain a huge secret.

He looked up at the dark mountains and saw mausoleums and densely packed stone monuments sitting on the undulating hillside.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, you can see all mausoleums, large and small.

Moreover, the tombs near the foot of the mountain are generally smaller and look ordinary.

The closer the mausoleum is to the top of the mountain, the more imposing it is, and the stone tablets are taller and towering.

Ji Tianxing discovered this and thought to himself: "Could it be that the tombs of gods in the cemetery are also arranged according to their strength?

The ones near the foot of the mountain are all ordinary gods. The closer you are to the tomb of the gods at the top of the mountain, the more powerful the buried gods are?"

The old man from Shenxu glanced at him and explained: "The gods of the past and present are all buried in this cemetery. You try to climb this mountain range to see if you can reach the top.

In some tombs of gods, the aura of the gods still remains, or the inheritance of Shinto remains.

You have to sense it with your heart. If you have enough opportunities, you will have a chance to obtain the power or inheritance of the gods.

If you really have no connection with those gods, I will give you a red fruit to help you improve your talent and soul qualifications."

After hearing these words, Ji Tianxing understood that it was no wonder that the geniuses who entered the Shenxu in the past had gained greatly.

Many geniuses later became famous in the mainland.

He thought for a moment and asked the old man of Shenxu: "Senior, dare I ask if anyone has climbed to the top of the mountain in the past thousands of years?"

The old man of Shenxu shook his head and said with a somewhat lonely expression: "On the top of the mountain, there are only a few tombs, but they are the most powerful gods that have ever appeared in this world.

It’s a pity that thousands of years have passed and no one has climbed to the top of the mountain.”

Ji Tianxing frowned and asked, "Is it because they are not strong enough? Or they don't have any methods or tricks?"

The old man of Shenxu shook his head again and said in a faint tone: "It has nothing to do with strength or method. The Cemetery of the Gods is the biggest secret in the world.

Even I can't climb to the top of the mountain, let alone see all the tombs of the gods.

Everything here lies in the word 'chance'."

Ji Tianxing nodded to express his understanding, bowed to the old man in Shenxu, and said thank you.

The old man from Shenxu nodded slightly and warned, "I'm waiting for you here. You only have one day, so go ahead."

Ji Tianxing said no more. After nodding, he turned and walked towards the dark mountains.

The terrain at the foot of the mountain is relatively flat, and the closer you get to the top, the steeper the terrain becomes.

As soon as Ji Tianxing set foot on the dark mountain range, he felt an invisible majestic force suppressing him from the air and covering him.

The invisible force was as heavy as a mountain, suppressing him tightly and preventing him from flying.

The mana in the body seemed to have solidified, and it was basically impossible to use it.

Even if he moves, it becomes a little laborious, and his walking speed is no different from that of an ordinary person.

After a while, he walked a few hundred steps along the foot of the mountain and came to the nearest mausoleum.

This mausoleum is only ten feet in diameter and is a black mound more than ten feet high.

A circle of black rocks was built around the grave, and a tombstone more than ten feet high was erected in front of the grave.

There are several rows of dark red fonts engraved on the black stone tablet.

"The Heavenly Dragon Martial God came from the Liushuang Empire of the Shenwu Continent. He fought on the Shenwu Continent all his life and once created the Heavenly Dragon Divine Kingdom.

He died in the 21,860th year of the Shenwu Calendar, at the age of 9,852, and passed away in good health."

After reading the words on the tombstone, Ji Tianxing frowned slightly and thought to himself: "Is this Tianlong Martial God one of the weakest Martial Gods in the cemetery of the gods?

According to Shenwu's calculations, he died more than 8,100 years ago.

There are records in history books that a Tianlong Empire did appear on the Shenwu Continent, but it fell apart eight thousand years ago...

It seems that this Heavenly Dragon Martial God was unable to ascend to the upper world, unable to escape the limit of ten thousand years of life, and finally died with hatred."

Ji Tianxing sighed a few words in his heart and continued walking up.

He didn't want to waste time sensing this divine tomb, let alone gain the power or inheritance of Tianlong Martial God.

After all, Tianlong Martial God is the weakest of the group of gods and has no attraction to him.

In the next hour, Ji Tianxing walked tens of thousands of steps with difficulty and finally reached the halfway point of the mountain.

In the process, he visited more than 80 tombs along the way.

In almost all the tombs, there is a powerful warrior god buried.

The more than eighty Martial Gods include ancient Martial Gods from 30,000 years ago, as well as modern Martial Gods that fell only a few thousand years ago.

Most of the martial gods have no outstanding achievements, nor have they left any myths and legends. They appear to be very mediocre.

After all, none of those martial gods can ascend to the upper world.

From birth to death, he has always been on the Shenwu Continent, and it is difficult to leave behind any legendary deeds that would shock the ages.

Ji Tianxing took a brief look at them, then ignored the tombs of gods and continued to climb to the top of the mountain.

However, he clearly felt that the invisible pressure was getting stronger.

His physical strength began to be exhausted violently, his face turned pale, and he began to pant.

My steps became staggering, and I had to put in a lot of effort every time I took a step.

But he gritted his teeth and persisted, walking to the top of the mountain step by step.

He has an idea and goal hidden in his heart, which must be realized!


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