Perfect World: I am Shi Yi

Ten days, just ten days, less than half a month.

The first heaven was conquered by the Yanhuang Empire.

This was certainly due to the disintegration of the pure-blooded creatures of the ancient sacred mountain and the ancient ferocious beasts, but the millions of troops of the Yanhuang Empire also played a big role in this process.

After all, Shi Hao does not know the art of splitting himself into millions, and cannot transform himself into billions of incarnations for the time being. Moreover, this is conquest, not destruction, and it requires the joint efforts of every soldier of the Yanhuang Empire's millions of troops.

Just like Shi Yi.

Although he is the emperor.

But it was impossible for him to control all the affairs of the Yanhuang Empire.

He needed civil and military officials and Qin Yining to help him manage the Yanhuang Empire.

and so.

Don't look down on these soldiers just because they have low cultivation levels.

Even weeds have their own value and dignity.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Even in the fantasy world of cultivating immortals, personal martial arts has reached its peak, one person can break through the boundaries, and one person can destroy the world.

But the power of the group still works. Maybe this power is not so obvious, but it is definitely not ineffective.

The first heaven, a place with beautiful scenery.

A man, a horse, a monkey and a cow, four creatures of different races sat together. The man was in human form, and the cow, horse and monkey were also in human form, but the cow, horse and monkey retained some of the characteristics of their races.

The cow has a cow's head, the horse has a horse's head, and the monkey has a monkey's head, but their bodies are all standard human shapes. They speak human language and do human things to each other, and at the same time they also silently follow human laws.

"This battle is finally over!"

The minotaur has brown skin, a huge head, and a pair of curved horns that shine with a cold metallic light, which makes people shudder.

The hard lines on his broad face reveal an unyielding stubbornness, as well as an indescribable honesty and sincerity.

His upper body was naked, revealing rock-hard muscles on his chest, and his bronze skin was covered with traces of battle, the marks of countless life-and-death struggles he had experienced.

Around his waist was a piece of rough animal skin, and on his broad and thick back was a huge battle axe. The axe blade was so sharp that it seemed that it could easily split any obstacle in its way.

"Unifying the eight regions and bringing the world together, what a great achievement! I never thought that we would be lucky enough to see this day!"

The horse-headed man has blue skin and two big black eyes on his broad forehead, like shining stars.

"His Majesty the Human Emperor's life is truly legendary. He rose from the wasteland and swept across the eight wastelands and six directions, thus establishing the Yanhuang Empire that spans across eight regions today."

The man was a pure human, with black hair, yellow skin, about thirty years old, wearing a suit of armor covered with marks left by swords, spears, and halberds.

"How come it's the whole life of His Majesty the Human Emperor? His Majesty the Human Emperor's journey has clearly just begun."

The monkey-headed man is a black monkey, a black horse. I couldn't help but complain about the inappropriate choice of words.

"That's right. You are a pure-blooded human after all, but you can't even flatter someone!" The Minotaur laughed loudly towards the sky.

Flattery?
The centaur shrank his body and secretly moved his butt a few centimeters away from the minotaur and the armored people.

This scene.

The integration between different races happened in every corner of the First Realm, and everything was so silent.

Even if not all races recognize each other.

At least they recognize the fact that they are human.

The first realm, the battlefield of hundreds of races.

This is a death arena spanning eight realms.

The atmosphere was filled with solemnity and tension everywhere.

On the dusty land, there are still traces of countless battles between strong men. The mottled bloodstains and broken weapons all silently tell of the cruelty and tragedy of the past.

The Death Arena is surrounded by tall and weathered stone pillars, carved with mysterious runes and patterns of ferocious beasts, witnessing the passage of time and the changes of history.

this place.

Powerful men from hundreds of races gathered together. They all came from different domains of the eight realms in the lower realm. They possessed different talents and abilities, and it was extremely lively.

But with the coming of the great catastrophe in the eight realms, the catastrophe in Kunpeng's nest in the North Sea, and the great changes in the world in the eight realms of the lower world, this place gradually became deserted.

"Is this the battlefield of hundreds of tribes where grandpa hunted the little Pixiu?"

Shi Hao looked up at the place. What he saw was a desolate scene. He could only feel dead silence and loneliness. When he stood here, he felt as if he had been abandoned by the world.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this place has changed so much!"

The little tower smacked its lips and floated out from the hair behind Shi Hao's head. Looking at the desolate scene of the battlefield of a hundred races, it felt some unspeakable emotion in its heart.

"Xiaota, have you been here a long time ago?" Shi Hao asked.

"Of course. In the past, the Eight Realms did not have the word Lower Realm. It was just the Eight Realms. Later, I don't know how it became the Eight Realms of the Lower Realm, and became the medicinal fields of the Upper Realm."

The little tower's tone was full of emotion. It had suffered severe trauma. Of the nine floors, only four were left. For quite a long time, it had been in a dazed and dormant state.

"What happened next?" Shi Hao asked curiously.

"Don't ask me, you know what my situation is. What happened back then, I am also confused now." The small tower kept spinning on Shi Hao's head.

“Is the truth destined to be buried?”

Shi Hao's eyes were filled with unwillingness. He was unwilling to let the truth be buried in the dust.

"That's not the case. With your and your brother's current abilities, it's a bit troublesome to find out the truth. But with your and your brother's potential, sooner or later you will have the ability to know the truth."

Now Xiaota doesn't dare to say that Shi Yi's determination is not firm and his future prospects are limited, because facts have proved that Shi Yi can beat Shi Hao, and the elder brother can pin the younger brother to the ground and beat him.

"I remember my brother once said that there would always be a day when he would kill everyone in the sky and make a big settlement." Shi Hao said in a deep voice.

Shi Hao believes in Shi Yi.

The younger brother believes in the older brother.

And Shi Hao also believed that Shi Yi had always trusted him.

This is the purest and most essential trust between brothers.

"The Great Reckoning"

The little tower originally wanted to open its mouth to mock, but as soon as the words came out of its mouth, it suddenly realized that Shi Yi seemed to really have this potential.

Shi Yi, the one with double pupils, and Shi Hao, the one with supreme bone structure, if the two brothers join forces, it is not impossible for them to overturn the nine heavens and ten earths, or even the fairyland.

the most important is.

Ever since Shi Yi took out the willow leaves and willow branches last time, Xiaota probably knew who the real protector behind Shi Yi was.

If it really was that person, no one would dare to say a word if Shi Yi walked sideways, but he was still so steady and terrifying.

Think of this.

Xiaota had to correct his inherent view of Shi Yi.

Perhaps Shi Yi is the one who can truly open up a new era.

In the past, Xiaota always thought that this person was Shi Hao, but now it seems that it was really wrong.

But it did not regret it. It believed that with Shi Hao's talent, he would be able to catch up with Shi Yi.

"It's too early for the big reckoning. The eight regions have just been unified, and you have a lot of things to do!"

The four-story body of the small tower slowly rotated above Shi Hao's head, shedding bursts of light.

"It's okay, I can wait. I believe in you, brother, there will be a day like that."

Shi Hao was very open-minded. He was not as impulsive and irritable as Qin Yining had imagined. Instead, he was very rational and calm.

However, this is not surprising, not at all. Shi Hao has someone to rely on in his heart, so being impulsive and irritable is a problem.

In that desperate time and space that has disappeared.

After Willow God and the small tower entered the Primordial Gate, it was normal for Shi Hao, who had no one to rely on and could only rely on himself, to be unable to control his impulsive and irritable temper.

Because he can only fight with his own life, risk his own life, he has no other choice.

And now Shi Hao.

With a small tower on his head, Shi Yi at his back, and the Yanhuang Empire spanning eight regions, he is by all means a power second only to the emperor in the eight regions of the lower realm.

The same person, but different destinies, different living environments, and different growth experiences will naturally give birth to different people. Today's Shi Hao is a very obvious example.

"Yes, yes, there will definitely be such a day. Just don't forget why you are here today." Xiaota reminded.

"Xiaota, have you noticed one thing? You seem to be becoming more and more verbose!"

Today, Shi Hao came to the battlefield of Hundred Races specifically, and it was definitely not to reminisce about the past.

His special mission today was to take over the battlefield of 100 races and completely seize the last vacancy in the First Heaven Realm.

Different from the Xiling Realm in the second region.

The battlefield of hundreds of races is not that mysterious.

This is a death arena specially created by the creatures in the upper realm for entertainment, to choose mounts and even livestock. The final winner will have the opportunity to go to the upper realm.

The creatures in the upper realm love to watch the creatures in the eight realms of the lower realm fighting each other for the chance to reach the upper realm, leaving the strongest winner as a mount or livestock.

"I'm long-winded? It seems that you are really bold. You actually dare to say that I'm long-winded?"

The small tower flew up and down, hitting Shi Hao's head several times with a bang.

"That's what it is!"

Although Shi Hao's physical strength is not as good as Shi Yi's, he can still be considered as a man of iron.

The small tower frame hit the ground a few times, just like a paper ball accidentally fell on the head.

It doesn't matter.

Not serious enough.

The eight realms of the lower world, the virtual world of gods, and the deep roots.

The Deep Roots is the lowest level of the Virtual God Realm. In this airtight cage, eight Dark Immortal Kings are imprisoned.

There are local immortal kings from the fairyland, immortal kings from foreign lands, and the true immortals and immortals under their respective command.

At the same time, the deep roots are also a barren land where no life exists. When ordinary people set foot here, they will forget everything in an instant, even forget themselves.

When Shi Yi came here for the first time, he almost forgot himself here. It was only after Willow God whipped Shi Yi a few times that he regained his self-awareness.

It’s different in the past.

Now when Shi Yi comes here again, he can walk as if on flat ground, without being affected by the deep-rooted environment here.

"Hehehe, you're here again, this is the second time this month. Aren't you afraid of being contaminated by our darkness?"

In the gloomy corner, there stood a frightening skinny old man. His body was like a dried-up skeleton, as if all the vitality and energy had been drained away by the years.

The old man's clothes were tattered, and his aged face was like a rock eroded by time, covered with deep wrinkles, and each wrinkle seemed to be engraved with a sad past.

In the deep eye sockets, a pair of turbid eyes flashed with a crazy light, which was filled with hatred and madness towards the world.

His hair was sparse and messy, like a tangled mass of dead grass, and its pale color seemed to tell of the long years he had experienced.

His lips were cracked, and when he raised them slightly, he revealed a mouthful of incomplete teeth.

There was a sinister cold light emanating from the teeth, as if ready to bite the prey at any time.

His hands and feet were bound with heavy chains, as thick as a child's arm, dark and emitting a cold metallic luster. Every link seemed to be telling of his sins and fate of imprisonment.

The cold chains were tightly wrapped around his dry wrists and ankles, rubbing his skin and leaving shocking bloodstains, but he seemed to be unconcerned about the physical pain.

Although his hands and feet were locked with cold chains, the old man's strength was so terrifying that the air around him seemed to be distorted by a dark force, forming a suffocating aura.

Each of his movements carries with it a powerful force, as if he could easily destroy a world. His existence is like a nightmare that makes people dare not look directly at him for fear of being swallowed by his dark power.

"Not afraid!"

Shi Yi shook his head very calmly, not afraid of the threat from the skinny old man at all.

"Hehehe, with her behind you, you do have the qualifications to say you're not afraid."

The skinny old man likes to laugh weirdly.

It has even become his catchphrase.

"I think you should be very clear that I am not here to argue with you."

Shi Yi glanced at the skinny old man, and there was no emotion in his tone.

"Understand, we are all your whetstones."

The skinny old man smiled, and his smile was very creepy.

"Don't be like that. Is it embarrassing to be my whetstone?" Shi Yi couldn't help but ask.

"If I have to say it, it's not shameful to be a whetstone for those with double pupils." The skinny old man was still smiling.

"What if it is the supreme bone?" Shi Yi added.

silence.

Still silent.

A wordless silence.

Silence is Cambridge tonight. The skinny old man has a gloomy face and can no longer laugh.

If it wasn't for the person behind Shi Yi, he really couldn't afford to offend him. He would have already started cursing.

I could barely bear it with my double pupils.

What kind of garbage is the Supreme Bone?
At this moment.

Perhaps noticing that his question had caused a lull in the conversation, Shi Yi began to change the subject.

"If one day in the future you can walk out of the cage, what is the first thing you want to do?"

Out of the cage
The skinny old man looked at the cold chain on his wrist.

He seemed to have no idea how to answer Shi Yi's question.

After a while.

"Hehehe, if that day really comes, I will certainly not let those beasts in the Fairyland go!" said the skinny old man with a grim smile.

The skinny old man's words were sincere and came from the bottom of his heart. If he had the chance to get out, the first people he would kill would be those people from the Fairyland.

They say he is dark and evil.

Damn it, so shameless.

It would be just and righteous for the upper world to treat the eight realms of the lower world as medicinal fields.

Why don’t the Immortal Realm lock these people up as well?
Ridiculous and hypocritical.

Hypocritical and ridiculous.

“Maybe one day there will be such a day!”

Shi Yi shrugged. He didn't dismiss darkness outright. He was very open-minded about it.

Because in his opinion, the real darkness is never power, but the darkness in people's hearts.

"Maybe?"

The skinny old man noticed Shi Yi's choice of words, which perhaps sounded like nothing special.

But maybe not if.

Maybe it is possible. (End of this chapter)