Emperor of Death

Chapter 1692 Movement of the Martial God Monument

The war finally ended after three days and three nights.

The combined army of more than one billion people from the two sides was finally massacred with a total of [-] million people.

Large tracts of peach forests under Taoshan were flooded with blood.

A thousand dragon blood warriors stood in the sky holding the porcelain bottle in their hands, pointing the porcelain bottle downwards, a thousand springs of blood rushed up into the sky, and were then sucked into the porcelain bottle.

Naturally, Ye Chen couldn't waste so much warrior blood. Although it is not as precious as the dragon blood he collected back then, these blood can be refined into pills, and can also be refined into countless intermediate-level pills that are beneficial to cultivation.

During the massacre, many people took the opportunity to escape.There are still quite a few people who understood Heywood's intentions and tried to leave a spark behind so that they could resist Yechen's rule in the future.

For Yechen, none of this mattered anymore.

The remaining stalls can be left to your subordinates to clean up. Every prince and king is an existence that controls a huge territory. Now that so many people obey Yechen's mobilization, it is not difficult to deal with these things.

Next, there will be a wave of immigrants. According to Ye Zixuan's intention, all the basic management will be handed over to the people of Wushen Continent. Self love, pride.

In the void, there were colorful streamers gathering and shining on Ye Chen's body, but this time the colorful light was very dim, far inferior to the one in the Wushen Continent.

"The power of luck!" Ye Chen murmured softly, "It seems that this continent still has cancer, and only when it is fully aware of the influence of the gods, like the Martial God Continent, will it be completely recognized by this star. It's just that , it doesn’t matter, to me, the Martial God Continent is the foundation, whether it’s the original fruit here, or the place of experience, it’s all for the human compatriots of the Martial God Continent, followed by the Tianheng Continent.”

There is a difference between closeness and estrangement, and it is impossible for Yechen to be as selfless as a saint. He has to consider his relatives first, then his subordinates, then the Martial God Continent, and finally the Tianheng Continent and Starry Sky Battlefield.

Then, Yechen stepped into the Thunder Cave again with Yemo in his arms.

Yemo had already turned into a little blood man. In this battle, Yemo charged forward and killed countless strong men from the light camp. The little guy was used to killing.

Looking at the surrounding void and the dense golden thunder and lightning wall not far away, Ye Chen said softly: "The next time I go out of the Thunder Cave, it should be several years later."

Yechen decided to conduct a long-term retreat.

Yechen put Yemo aside, put Yemo aside, and then took out the Martial God Stele.

The Martial God Stele floated in the air, exuding a hazy luster, even with a trace of blood.

"Huh!" Yechen's eyes gradually widened, and then he stared at the Martial God Monument. At this moment, he felt that the Martial God Monument seemed to be different.

There seems to be a vague connection between himself and the Martial God Monument, and the Martial God Monument seems to have become a part of Yechen.

Yechen grasped the void with his right hand and held the Martial God Monument in his hand. Colorful lights flowed from the Martial God Monument, exuding various auras of laws.

Yechen closed his eyes, slowly revealing the power of his soul, flowing towards the Martial God Monument.

Yechen suddenly woke up with a jerk, and found himself in a vast land, and the dense air kept appearing and disappearing in the void. In the far distance, there was a stone tablet looming in the smoke, and there were colorful rays of light flowing faintly in the smoke. .

It seems that there is an ethereal voice slowly resounding in the distance: "Hun... Monument..."

It seems to be sighing, and it seems to be singing.

Yechen wanted to hear the real thing, but the voice was too faint to hear clearly.

Then, the scene changed, the stele disappeared, and countless bodies floated up and down in the smoke. Their clothes were broken, as if they had already rotted.

But the aura emanating from them made Ye Chen's soul tremble, and a piece of corpse floated from a distance.

It was just a piece of tattered clothes fluttering in the wind, but to Ye Chen, it seemed as if the sky had fallen, the void in front of him was crushed piece by piece, and the top of Ye Chen's head suddenly became pitch black, making Ye Chen uneasy. Show the slightest resistance.

A small rotten fragment is so terrifying, it is billions of times stronger than all the forces Yechen has ever met.Yechen couldn't imagine how there could be such a terrifying power in this world.

Seeing, about to die.

Suddenly, Yechen woke up and found himself in the void of Leiku, as if he had a dream just now.

Ye Chen woke up and found himself drenched in sweat. Ye Mo looked at Ye Chen in surprise and said, "Daddy, what's wrong with you."

Yechen frowned, recalling the scene just now, still feeling terrified, and then asked Yemo, "What did you see just now?"

Ye Mo said: "Daddy fell asleep just now, and then kept shaking. Is Daddy insane?"

Crazy?Yechen shook his head, it was definitely not that simple.

"Father is fine, Mo'er practice hard!" Ye Chen gently stroked Ye Chen's head, and then his breath moved slightly, crushing the sweat beads on his body, and his body became clean and flawless again.

After appeasing Ye Mo and cultivating well, Yechen focused on the Martial God Stele again, looked at the Martial God Stele, and said softly, "Do you want to tell me something? Since you want to tell me, why didn't you say it clearly!"

The Martial God Stele is still the same as before, exuding a clear power of law.

"That's it, let it go!" Yechen let go of the Martial God Stele, letting him float quietly in front of him, then he settled down and silently felt the power of thunder.

Time flies, Yechen seems to have turned into a stone sculpture.

One month later, the Tianheng Continent was unified, and King Yunxiao Yunxiao temporarily served as the emperor of the Tianheng Continent, and another hundred princes and kings were dispatched from other empires to jointly suppress small-scale resistance.

Although the Tianheng Continent is unified, the drama of the gods calling on the warriors to resist the rule of the Great Demon King continues to be staged everywhere.Especially in the Guangming Empire, many young geniuses, under the temptation of Birdman, regarded themselves as saviors and challenged Yechen for the sake of the God of Light.

For these people, Yun Xiao's methods are very aggressive. As long as they are caught, they will be killed, especially those birdmen who hide behind the scenes and manipulate the human race.

Later, there were many more stories in the Tianheng Continent, that is, the stories of the devil enslaving the human race and the human warriors rising up to resist. These stories, under the exaggeration of the ruler, compared the gods to the demon kings who wanted to invade the Tianheng Continent.

The cultural battle is also unfolding in Tianheng Continent.

Before I knew it, two years had passed.

Yechen woke up from a deep sleep.

"After two years of painstaking training, my understanding of the power of thunder is finally on par with other powers!"

(End of this chapter)