my universal tinder

Chapter 164 The Corrupted Throne

There are many legends in Skynet, which are enduring.

The butcher who was born in the sky, the Jun Qinghou who climbed to the sky and picked the stars, and the snow who has been sitting in the river and sea for a thousand years...

The most mysterious among them is the undisputed No. [-] strong traveler who dominates the Guangming List.

Wang Qiong was extremely curious about this traverser.

Because the other party is even more mysterious than him, almost no one has seen him, and there is no information about him in Skynet.

He is like the mist in the years, coming and going in a hurry, leaving only the trace of reaching the peak, as towering as a mountain, unshakable.

What kind of demeanor would such a character have?
Wang Qiong imagined it thousands of times, but he never imagined that the legendary traveler would appear in front of him in such a majestic manner without any warning.

"Let's chat a few words!" The traverser smiled slightly.

Before Wang Qiong could react, the latter's palm fell on his shoulder, the light and shadow changed, and the two fell in front of a big river.

This is the longest river in the sky net, black and yellow like chaos, with nine bends and eighteen bays, the river is mighty, like ten thousand horses galloping, flowing into the distance.

According to legend, this river was created according to the dream of His Majesty Qin Huang.

does it have a name

No one knows, maybe only Qin Huang knows.

It's just that this river is very famous in the Skynet, and some masters once enlightened here and practiced shocking supernatural powers.

"This river is like the ancient Yanyan River. It is mighty and mighty. I don't know where it goes. There is the end of Skynet." The traverser whispered.

Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat.

The Zanyan River is the oldest river in the world, known as the Ancestral River.

It starts at the extremes of heaven and earth, passes through forbidden areas, and reaches the end of the world.

Throughout the ages, only Lin Luotian, the number one powerhouse in 3000 years, has reached the end of the Zanyan River. What is hidden there?No one knows.

Lin Luotian took everything away.

"The sages and sages in ancient times are all lonely... Even the most powerful people in the world will one day be like this wave, burying the years and being swallowed up by time." The traveler sighed faintly.

Wang Qiong raised his eyes and couldn't help but said: "But we live in the present, we only talk about the present world, what cares about the reputation after death?"

"Just talking about the world today, what cares about the reputation after death!?" The traverser chewed on Wang Qiong's words, with a smile on his face.

"Butcher, you are very interesting, you are the person I am looking for."

"The person you are looking for?" Wang Qiong frowned slightly, a little confused.

"40 years ago, the old Qin Huang was in his prime, and he had many sons. Today's Qin Huang was just a nine princes who had no sense of existence back then."

"At that time, there were still 23 years before the establishment of the Qinhuangting Research Institute." The traverser said slowly.

Wang Qiong was stunned, not knowing why the other party said this to him.

"It was also in that year that a small organization quietly took shape. At first it had only three people, and the Ninth Prince was one of them."

"No one knows the purpose of the establishment of this organization, and their actions are extremely unpredictable. They do everything from their hearts. They travel the world and look for companions. As they continue to grow, the world has finally noticed the existence of this organization."

"In the battle of Falling Demon Valley, this organization defeated the Eight Great King Cities and beheaded thousands of disciples of the King City. It became famous in the first battle and shocked the world."

"On that day, Falling Demon Valley seemed to be the holy place for their coronation. They drenched in the king's blood and climbed to the summit. They used the throne as their name. There were 12 people in total!" The traverser said without any emotion.

"The Twelve Thrones!?"

Wang Qiong's heart suddenly became turbulent, and it was difficult to calm down.

Twelve Thrones, that is the most mysterious and terrifying organization in a hundred years.

There are only 12 people in this organization, but each of them has earth-shattering strength.

They hide in the mist and hide in the world, but their strength makes the world terrified.

The throne is a record, which means to stand above the imperial power and stand on the top of all living beings.

They are the real kings of this world.

Wang Qiong didn't know that the Twelve Thrones had such a terrible past.

With the blood of the Eight Great Kings City, they established their reputation of shocking the world.

How domineering and powerful this is.

Wang Qiong seemed to see twelve figures standing majestically in the dark mist, showing invincibility.

"It was also that year that the Ninth Prince single-handedly entered the palace to kill his brother and the prince's lineage. There were 360 ​​people in the whole house, and no one survived. This bloody case shocked the imperial capital, but the old Emperor Qin surprisingly remained silent." The person said faintly.

Wang Qiong's eyes trembled slightly. He didn't expect His Majesty Qin Huang to have such a dark past. Killing his own brothers and exterminating the same clan, such a bloody case shocked the world.

In fact, no one dares to mention this old case until today, and the history has long been covered up.

However, the traversers have no taboos and talk freely.

"That year, the old Emperor Qin drove the Ninth Prince to Xuemo, the northern border. In that bitterly cold place, he met a man." Having said that, the traveler paused slightly, and looked at Wang Qiong.

"That person is very similar to the boy next to you."

"Ye Mo!?" Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat.

The traverser turned his head, looked at the mighty river, and continued: "That person later became the director of the Qinhuangting Research Institute."

Wang Qiong's eyes trembled, and a turbulent grand picture seemed to slowly unfold in front of him. It was a legend hidden in the years, shining through the years, and now it is slowly unfolding, still thrilling.

"That was the year that the Twelve Thrones officially started their short but legendary journey." The traveler sighed.

"They walked into the ancient temple in the snowy desert in the north, stepped into the altar of the [-] mountains, went deep into the dragon palace in the world, and even swept away the demon caves in the world..."

"One after another, the world was shaken. The Twelve Thrones became a symbol of invincibility and immortality. It only took them ten years to get to this point."

"In that year, the old Emperor Qin passed away, and the nine princes returned to the imperial capital, slaughtered more than [-] people of the same clan, and exiled more than [-] people. He soaked in the emperor's blood and became emperor. In the same year, he founded the Qinhuangting Research Institute."

"That was the year when the Twelve Thrones disappeared and never appeared before the eyes of the world again."

Wang Qiong's heart was ups and downs, and it was difficult to calm down.

These secrets are infested with blood and fire, enjoying the glory and killing, and have long been turned into legends, submerged in time.

But even so, it still makes people feel ups and downs.

Wang Qiong didn't know how the traverser knew this, and he didn't know why the other party told him this.

The traverser seemed to have seen through Wang Qiong's mind, and without looking back, he looked at the rushing mighty river and said calmly.

"There are talents from generation to generation in the country, and the former throne has decayed and completely lost its brilliance."

"I want to create an organization, just like the Twelve Thrones back then, to overcome all enemies in the world and surpass the world!"

The calm voice reverberated in Wang Qiong's ears, like a sudden thunderstorm, shaking the waves.

(End of this chapter)