Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 604: Footprints on the ancient road, Cang Emperor in heaven

The bluestone is stained with blood and has dried up, leaving only a faint layer of blood marks. I don’t know when it fell here, let alone how long it took to dye it.

But even if there is only a faint layer of blood marks left, it is still unimaginable.

The halo in the blood seal is filled with glow, and it is so bright that it is blinding. From a distance, it looks like a golden crow is burning, with a sacred and majestic aura flowing.

Faintly, there are traces of imperial glory flowing from the golden halo, like nectar and jade liquid, and like waves.

That's the emperor's blood.

The blood of a quasi-emperor.

In other words,
On this ancient road, there were once quasi-emperor-level beings who shed their blood, fell into the sand, were injured, and finally died.

Otherwise, this blood will not exist and will disappear the moment the emperor leaves.

Except for heaven and earth, nothing can bear the imprint of such existence.

The lotus flame across the bluestone road once again became the size of a thumb, and finally became calm.

The flame that was originally no bigger than a thumb spread directly into a raging fire.

The ancient road is very long, and the layers of blue bricks spread far and wide, condensing countless layers of space here, making it unimaginably deep.

Somewhat thankless.

The fire burned everything, forming the shape of a blooming lotus. It was bright and hot, scorching the heart and lungs. Even the blue bricks, which were as hard as fairy gold, were easily eroded and had gaps.

One day, even the last bit of self-awareness will disappear completely.

A blue flame like an aurora suddenly roared from the dried blood.

It is conceivable that this bluestone must be an extremely extraordinary thing.

The weak are not qualified to embark on this road.

"..."

The blood stains condensed on the blue bricks became more eye-catching.

However, he didn't take action, just looked at the surging fire curtain.

There was no warning and it was very sudden.

Jiang Huai was a little ready to move, wondering if he should move a few pieces and take them away.

In an instant.

We can't let Gu Chen and the others use a brick as a weapon when the time comes, right? !
In addition, there is one more important reason.

There is a villain in there.

...

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for reminding me. I will pay attention."

He was not sure whether this ancient road had something to do with the Three Dark Emperors hidden at the end of the embankment, and whether he would clean up the snakes and scare them after dismantling it.

"call……"

In the past, because of his ignorance, he was hit by mistake and his body wasted away, leaving only a trace of residual thoughts sinking here.

Looking at the flames, Jiang Huai paused for a moment and spoke slowly.

Wearing a crown and a purple and gold holy robe, he is holy, flawless, and blessed with light.

The originally surging flames quickly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

They span the years, it is impossible to fathom, there are traces of them everywhere, but there are no traces of them anywhere.

When he crossed this ancient road, the villain spoke up, reminding Jiang Huai that there were three emperors who had fallen into the darkness forever, and he must be careful if he really sets foot there.

But he finally gave up the idea.

All around, black mist swelled, making it impossible to see, but the dried blood stains became more and more dazzling, like gold.

The other party was sitting cross-legged in the flames, his eyes closed tightly, but his eyebrows were raised high, his eyes were looking far ahead, his expression was desolate, as if he was carrying the world on his back.

The words fell.

Although the purpose of Liucun has always been to pluck the feathers of wild geese, there is no need to demolish this ancient road for a few broken bricks.

Jiang Huai opened his mouth, but he was not too surprised. He seemed to have expected this scene, but the fingers behind his back moved slightly and then dropped.

Jiang Huai lowered his gaze slightly, retracted it, and continued to step deeper.

Although he could not see the specific realm of Jiang Huai, he also knew that no weak person could reach this ancient road. Even if he did not become the emperor, he would still surpass all the kings in the world.

But no matter how hot the fire is, for Jiang Huai, it can still be extinguished with a wave of his hand.

At that time, all we have to do is re-pave a road with the mud from the embankment. Anyway, for other people, whether it is the bricks or the soil of the embankment, they are so hard that they can't even leave any footprints.

These ancient bricks are just harder and have no other uses. From a pragmatic point of view, they are of little help to him.

It is unimaginable that a drop of emperor's blood can level an entire region, but now, it can be carried by the bluestone on this ancient road.

But residual thoughts are just residual thoughts after all.

soon.

Not long after he left.

A tall man with a handsome face suddenly appeared above the blood stain.

The man's eyes were full of vicissitudes, adhering to the long years, and he looked far away in the direction Jiang Huai left without saying a word. He just bent down slightly and bowed his hands after the latter's figure completely disappeared from sight.

The wind of ancient and modern times blows from the long river of time, and the ancient robe rustles.

The man's body slowly disappeared.

Over the ancient road, traces of rain fell from the sky. Jiang Huai stopped for a moment, turned around, looked at the man's disappearing figure, and sighed.

The years are long, running through the past, present and future.

In the long process of changes and interpretations, the realm of kings is like sand, but emperors are always rare. I don’t know how many epochs it will take for one to be born.

And the owner of the blood seal is a quasi-immortal emperor.

To be precise, he is still an old acquaintance.

The Footprint Emperor who once left a line of faint footprints on the embankment.

The other party left his own footprints on the embankment, which reflected those who came after him, but that was not actually the destination where the footprint brother reached.

In order to find out the ultimate cause of the turmoil, the other party also reached the deepest dark heaven.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to disturb the Three Dark Emperors who were still sleeping, and they would have ended up dead.

This is a legendary existence, but at the same time he is also an extremely tragic figure.

Looking at the perfect world, if we talk about who is the worst, at least in Jiang Huai's heart, Brother Footprint will definitely be ranked in the top three, and he deserves it.

A man as powerful as the master of the Forbidden Zone and as stunningly talented as the Butcher, even after all the years and even with the guidance of Shi Hao, a strong quasi-emperor, he was ultimately unable to break the birth of the king and become the emperor, and the glory of the emperor.

But Brother Footprint just relied on himself, following the three emperors Cang, Yu, and Hong, to suddenly reach the highest level in the years when it was impossible to become an emperor. It can be seen that his talent is strong and his strength is unparalleled in the past.

But even such an existence standing proudly in the clouds did not even leave his own name.

If it weren't for the line of faint footprints on the embankment, future generations might not know that such a figure had existed in the past.

But if it’s not merit or fault, who can comment?

Neither can he.

Shaking his head, Jiang Huai put away his complicated thoughts and reached the depths of the ancient road.

The ancient and thick bluestone slabs have become pitted and broken everywhere.

This is a dark place.

The surroundings were as dark as ink.

I can't see my fingers.

Even the edge of the universe pales in comparison.

Likewise, there is no vitality here. Death and depravity are the eternal truths here.

Although he walked forward in silence, Jiang Huai couldn't stop thinking in his heart.

It's not that I'm thinking about Brother Footprint.

That was just an episode.

He was mainly thinking about the strange thing he had just encountered in that cave.

Although Jiang Huai has never been a person who likes to make random guesses before he has sufficient evidence, what happened just now does not allow him to give it more consideration.

The three dark emperors are Cang Emperor, Yu Emperor, and Hong Emperor.

among them.

Hongdi is the best at refining weapons and can be regarded as the originator of the weapon refining line. In fact, today's weapon refining process may have been pioneered by Hongdi.

The origin of the ancient artifacts of the foreign land and the burial area came from his hands, which cost a great deal of money, but the effect is obvious. Let’s not talk about the burial area for the time being, but the foreign land has successfully turned into a dark place.

That's a big area!
There are countless people across the boundary sea.

But the other party is far from being able to hide it from him.

However, if it is combined with the Tai Sui meat just now, it is possible.

But in this case.

One thing is certain.

The Three Dark Emperors are very likely to have known about the existence of Tai Sui Roshan and the Black Heart, and there is even some cooperation between the two parties, but they don't know exactly how.

...

I don’t know how long I walked forward.

The bluestone road that was originally in pieces and full of sword and gun marks completely disappeared.

What replaced it was a vast expanse of black territory.

The vastness is like countless stars falling from the sky, extinguishing the light, and forming this place together.

When you are there, you can feel the vastness of the world and the loneliness of the universe.

If you can occasionally see some plants crawling out of the cracks on the bluestone road, then here is where all life will be truly extinguished.

Not an inch of grass grows, not an inch of leaf is missing.

There is no breath or trace of any living creatures. It seems that from the moment the world was born, no living thing has ever set foot here. It is an unopened virgin land.

But Jiang Huai knew it very well.

It's not like there's no life here.

But from ancient times to the present, except for the three emperors Cang, Hong and Yu, outsiders have turned into fertilizer for this vast black soil.

Going further, you will get closer to the original and most basic truth.

It was also Jiang Huai's first time to go this far.

Falling down step by step.

Every step is a fleeting territory of hundreds of millions of miles.

There is no wind around.

He was dressed in a white robe but made a rustling sound.

Jiang Huai's figure is tall and straight, her grace is breathtaking, her skin exudes a faint brilliance, and she has an unparalleled power. Between the twinkling eyes, it seems that there are countless rays of divine light shooting out, piercing the darkness, desolation and desolation around her.

After becoming emperor, he had reached a certain peak.

It is so powerful that it can be said to be invincible. Who can suppress it? !
The dark, silt-like territory slowly faded away from Jiang Huai's sight, and he was almost at the end of this dark land.

soon.

A large area, a large area of ​​magnificent and majestic buildings appeared at the end of the horizon, springing up like bamboo shoots after the rain, extremely majestic.

Even though they were far apart, they could still feel the terrifying pressure emanating from that palace.

Jiang Huai had no expression on his face and walked towards the palace step by step.

Although this huge palace complex is extraordinary, it is nothing compared to the Willow Village that I have upgraded and renovated.

The palace stretches with no end in sight, just like the Frontier Pass used by Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to block the invasion of foreign lands, except that the latter is even larger.

The palace complex is located on Zhoushan Mountain, and the sun and moon should hang on all four sides.

In the center is the main hall, which is as huge as a fighting star, but it is dilapidated.

Although it is built close to the mountain, it hangs in the air and casts large swaths of shadows.

A series of arch bridges like full moons dropped vertically from the bottom of the building and were embedded in the dark territory below.

The arch bridge was filled with bones of all sizes, scattered on the ground. He also saw bone fragments of real dragons, phoenixes and the like.

Where the green hills cannot bury the desolate bones?
Jiang Huai knows.

Those huge buildings are the real heaven.

In other words, it is the first generation of heaven.

The oldest heaven,

But now, it should be called Dark Heaven.

The creator of Heaven is Cang Emperor, one of the Three Dark Emperors, who is the original Lord of Heaven.

In the past, when the Heavenly Court was at its peak, it was even older than the days of the emperor's fall. It was truly the time when all nations came to court, and they were extremely powerful, with countless heavenly soldiers and generals.

But in order to become an emperor, Emperor Cang sacrificed all his heavenly soldiers and generals to the Skeleton Immortal Emperor on the other side of the Realm of the Sea, many of whom were giants at the level of the ultimate Immortal King.

It said: Anyone who disobeys the emperor's orders should be killed.

The heavenly soldiers are immortals, and the heavenly generals are kings.

One can imagine how many skeletons and corpses are scattered in the dark cracks of this huge palace complex? !
Jiang Huai's eyes flickered, and all illusions were shattered.

At the bottom of the buildings in the heaven, there is a sea of ​​bones, filled with corpses, rising and falling.

It is said that killing one person is a sin, and killing ten thousand people is a king. But the people who died here were like dust and sand, and they were already countless. Even Jiang Huai couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

Death is inevitable.

But like this, with the massacre of one area after another, even if you can obtain the secret of becoming an emperor in the end, you are the only one left in the world. Looking up, the world is vast, so what's the point?
Jiang Huai couldn't understand the thoughts of these lunatics.

If your strength is not bad, wouldn’t it be better to enjoy a good life? !

...

Along the way.

Jiang Huai had already blocked his aura.

He didn't want to alert the enemy.

Even less willing to show up too early.

This will affect his harvest of experience points.

The Three Dark Emperors are just minions, that is not his goal.

As we get closer, the details in this huge palace complex become clearer.

The dust was thick and everywhere there were skeletons that could not fit in the sea of ​​bones. When they arrived here, they were all extremely old and had been dormant for who knows how long.

In the center of the hall is an imperial throne.

There is a figure above.

He is a gray-haired old man.

He was described as haggard and weak, with only a layer of skin remaining on his body. He was sitting on the throne with his head half on the side.

The other party was wearing a crown, but perhaps because he was too thin, the originally decent golden imperial clothes were fat and loose, and looked extremely ill-fitting.

If you don't know who it is.

Jiang Huai might think it was a mummy.

But just because I know who it is.

He couldn't help but have some weird expressions.

After entering the main hall, Jiang Huai's eyes kept looking at the skinny figure on the throne.

Emperor Cang.

Aspirations to conquer the heavens.

The virtue that dominates the sky.

A genuine quasi-immortal emperor.

Since the beginning of the world, apart from the Nine Nether Mastiff, the oldest emperor single-handedly created the first generation of Heaven, and was one of the culprits who killed the Footprint Emperor.

The situation at this moment is very strange.

Although the whole body carries the aura of immortality and eternity, the energy and blood of the whole body have declined to the extreme. Even the flesh and blood have been worn away, leaving only a layer of skin hanging on. It is obvious that it is immortal, but there is death. Surrounded by energy...

This is not normal.

When the emperor ascends the throne, all places should be kept in the most sacred and full state.

(End of this chapter)