"There are nine roads here. Among them, only one is a road of survival. The other eight are dead roads. Once you step into them, you will definitely die. Choose one to enter!"
The voice sounded again.
Lu Ming was shocked.
Nine roads, eight dead ends, and one way to survive. Let him choose by himself. The chance of surviving is only one in nine.
Is this a test of luck?
"Senior, do you have any tips?" Lu Ming asked.
"No prompts, make your own choice!" a voice sounded.
Lu Ming's brows wrinkled more and more tightly.
"Is it really a test of luck? It's impossible. Luck is a fickle thing. No one can tell clearly. Since the people who set up these formations have to be assessed, it is impossible to test luck. If not, the first two levels,
What’s the point? It’s better to just test your luck.”
Lu Ming's mind was spinning rapidly.
"You have five minutes to think about it. If you don't make a choice, just retreat!"
The voice sounded again.
"Why five minutes? I can make a decision now!"
Lu Ming smiled slightly and strode towards the middle road.
Nine roads appeared in front of Xie Nianqing, exactly the same as Lu Ming. Xie Nianqing pondered for a moment and strode towards the fourth road.
Jian Feiliu looked at the nine roads in front of him, frowned, thought for a while, sighed slightly, and turned around.
After a while, his figure appeared at the foot of the mountain.
Faced with only one-ninth chance of survival, how many people can make a choice?
After Lu Ming stepped into the middle road, the next moment he found himself in a huge cave.
The cave is very wide, and in the middle of the cave, there is an altar.
At this time, in the cave, light flashed and another figure appeared.
"Xiao Qing!"
Lu Ming's eyes lit up, and it was Xie Nianqing who appeared.
"Lu Ming!"
Xie Nianqing looked at Lu Ming and walked over with a smile.
"Sure enough, those nine roads are a lie!"
Xie Nianqing smiled.
"It's not a lie, it requires a person's courage and mental strength to test!"
Lu Ming said.
Lu Ming speculated that the nine roads before were not eight roads to death and one road to life, but all roads to life.
As for saying there are eight dead ends, it is purely to scare people.
This depends on everyone's judgment, and of course, it also requires great courage.
Even if some people guess the answer, whether they dare to step in is another matter.
What if there is really a dead end? Courage is needed here.
There is no doubt that Xie Nianqing and Lu Ming successfully passed that level.
After a while, no one showed up except Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing.
"Hey, after so many years, someone finally came here!"
At this moment, a sigh sounded.
"who?"
Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing's expressions changed.
"Aren't you here just to find me?"
The sound sounded, and immediately, Lu Ming saw a figure emerging from the altar in the middle.
This is a middle-aged man about forty years old, wearing a two-color robe, floating in the void. A terrible pressure permeates the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man did not emit any aura, but the pressure was naturally emitted from his body. Lu Ming had a feeling, as if he was facing the vast world, facing a whole world.
"Strong, too strong!"
Lu Ming was shocked.
However, this middle-aged man is obviously not a physical body, but a virtual body, and his body seems to be transparent.
"Strong, too strong, this is the emperor, the emperor's strong one."
Dandan screamed in horror, her limbs and head retracted into the turtle shell.
Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing were shocked.
A strong person in the imperial way, isn't he the Martial Emperor?
The person in front of me is actually a Martial Emperor? Is the Martial Emperor’s treasure real?
"Interesting little turtle."
The middle-aged man glanced at Dandan, then his eyes fell on Lu Ming, and then on Xie Nianqing. In his eyes, the sun, moon and stars seemed to be changing.
"These two interesting little guys have a lot of things hidden in them."
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and then waved his hand.
In an instant, Lu Ming seemed to be unable to control himself. Five spiritual rings floated above his head.
"All five stages have ignited ten spiritual lamps. It's amazing. It's amazing. I was nothing more than that back then. Haha, good!"
The middle-aged man laughs.
"Senior, may I ask who you are? Was the entrance to the Martial Emperor's treasure in the Riotous Star Sea designed by senior?"
Lu Ming asked.
The person in front of me should be what people in the underground world call the ancient ancestor.
"Who am I? Alas, it has been thousands of years, and I have almost forgotten it."
The middle-aged man let out a faint sigh, pondered for a moment, and said, "My name is Lian Cang!"
"Lian Cang?"
Lu Ming looked puzzled. He had never heard of this name.
However, Xie Nianqing exclaimed: "Lian Cang, you are Lian Cang, the Emperor of Fu Puppet, Lian Cang, the leader of Fu Puppet Sect!"
Xie Nianqing's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.
"What? He is the Fu Puppet Emperor?" Lu Ming was also shocked, and his mind was shaken.
He had never heard of the name Lian Cang, but there were probably not many people who hadn't heard of the Fu Puppet Emperor.
There are four overlord-level forces in the Eastern Wasteland.
Emperor Tianshen Palace, Tianzhi Sect, Tianyao Valley, Fu Puppet Sect.
Fu Puppet Sect mainly focuses on inscription training, and the main training is the way of inscription and refining, while martial arts is only an auxiliary one.
The Fu Puppet Emperor is the master of the Fu Puppet Sect. The way of inscription and refining has reached the ninth level, which is equivalent to the realm of the Martial Emperor.
This is a being who is as famous as Emperor Yiwu. There are only a handful of imperial figures in the Eastern Wilderness. If he stamps his feet, the entire Eastern Wilderness will be shaken.
In fact, they are the top experts in the entire Divine Desolate Continent.
According to legend, the Fu Puppet Emperor fell three thousand years ago. As for why he fell, it has always been a mystery.
But why does he appear underground?
Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing had endless questions in their hearts.
"Little girl, you know a lot. Your bloodline is very special. You should come from that family in Central Continent, right?"
Lian Cang showed a smile.
Xie Nianqing was silent and did not make a sound.
Lu Ming was shocked.
Central Continent, Xie Nianqing is actually from Central Continent, so why did she come to the Eastern Wasteland?
"You must really want to know what's going on, right? Why do I appear here, right?"
Lian Cang Dao.
Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing nodded.
"Actually, I was attacked and assassinated by someone. The person who attacked me was the master of Ditian Palace, Emperor Diyiwu!"
Lian Cang said word for word.
"What?"
Lu Ming's mind was shaken again.
Emperor Fu Puppet Lian Cang was unexpectedly assassinated by Emperor Yiwu in a sneak attack? This was beyond their expectation.
"Three thousand years ago, I was assassinated by that old guy Di Yi. I was left with only a trace of my soul. I escaped into the underground world and escaped the reaction of Emperor Yi Wu. I still exist today!" Emperor Fu Puppet said slowly.