Fighter of the Destiny

The battle between the Demon King and the White Emperor is worthy of being compared with the three battles a thousand years ago, whether in terms of realm strength or status.

It's a pity that there was no audience for this battle.

There was no audience for the battle between Zhou Dufu and Chen Xuanba in the Zhou Garden, but afterwards, Zhou Dufu told the details of the battle many times, and in an extremely rare move, he did not hide his admiration. And he made it clear that he just wanted to promote Chen Xuanba's greatness.

As for this battle, neither the Demon Lord nor the White Emperor said anything about it afterwards, so no one knows the details of this battle.

No one even knows the outcome of this battle.

The whole world only knew that after that day, a large pit suddenly appeared in the snowfield north of Hanshan Mountain. This big pit in the snowfield is about thirty feet deep and more than ten miles in diameter. Standing at the bottom of the pit and looking around, you will feel that you are still standing in the wilderness.

——This is the most indelible trace left by this battle, and the most intuitive description of the intensity of the battle.

The area affected by this battle was even larger. There was a cold-resistant forest seventy miles north of the snowfield. Afterwards, the demon hunters who were familiar with the local conditions could no longer find any trace of that forest, but a person hidden in the forest. The demon wolf cavalry camp also mysteriously disappeared.

The world seventy miles away was destroyed, not to mention the snowfield in the center of the battlefield.

There are no traces of life at the bottom of the giant pit. There are only rocks that were originally extremely hard but have been crushed into powder. There are no corpses. The snow fox monsters and even smaller creatures that may have lived here have all disappeared. There is no trace, only some blood stains can be seen deep in some gravels.

What's even more terrifying is that the residual heat of the battle remains at the bottom of the pit, which is unimaginably hot and puffs of green smoke, as if a star once fell here.

Naturally, snowflakes could not accumulate at the bottom of such a hot pit. The falling snow melted into water, gradually turning into a trickle, then a stream, and then a lake. As the wind and snow continued, the water surface continued to rise, and it remained so for many years, so Hanshan On the snowfield to the north, there is a green lake that never freezes all year round.

Just like the Tianchi at the top of Hanshan Mountain.

Of course, this was all many years later. At that time, no one knew that a pit suddenly appeared in the snowfield north of Hanshan Mountain, and that it would turn into a lake in a few years. No one knows, that's because a battle took place here, and naturally no one knows the outcome of this battle.

There were only three spectators for this fight.

After the battle, two of them walked out of the wind and snow.

Walking in front was a middle-aged Taoist priest who looked very ordinary. Walking behind was a young man. He was very unusual. He was lame and had a cane under his arm. His black hair hung in front of his eyes, blocking half of his face. It was Taoist Ji and... Yu who had not been found after they disappeared from Xining Town.

Bai Di looked at Taoist Ji and nodded slowly.

Taoist Ji leaned forward slightly and returned the courtesy.

Bai Di glanced at the rest of the group, turned around and disappeared into the snow.

Taoist Ji looked towards the north, watched quietly for a while, and then disappeared into another direction in the wind and snow with the rest of the people.

From beginning to end, no one spoke.

Hundreds of miles away in the northern snowfield, the black robe put away the somewhat tattered iron plate and looked south.

The snowy wind howled, lifting a corner of his hood, revealing the lower half of his face.

There was no expression on his face, and with his light blue skin, he looked particularly strange and terrifying. However, even if you can only see a small part of the face, or even just the jaw and mouth, it still feels beautiful. It can make a monster face feel beautiful. How beautiful should this face itself be?

Shortly after Taoist Ji and the others disappeared into the wind and snow, he pulled up his hood, turned around and walked towards the wind and snow in the north.

Before he even got close to Snow Old City, he was stopped by a huge shadow in the snowfield.

It was an extremely tall mountain beast.

The violent-tempered and horrifyingly powerful mountain-god seemed extremely docile at this time, because it was only a mount.

A cold and violent voice sounded from the corner of the mountain beast.

"It seems it's a little late, Commander."

The Demon Commander sat in the corner of the plate, holding his chin and looking indifferently at the black robe below.

His armor was covered with gold threads and green rust, which looked extremely dazzling.

His voice was particularly cold and rough, like metal rubbing against each other, which was particularly harsh.

The black robe ignored the second strongest man of the demon clan, lowered his head, and prepared to walk by silently.

The Demon Commander's voice became angry and he screamed sharply: "As a military advisor, you failed to dissuade His Majesty. What crime do you deserve?"

The voice in the black robe was very indifferent: "Your Majesty has returned safely, why should you and I bother ourselves?"

The Demon Commander became even more angry and reprimanded loudly: "Your Majesty is seriously injured, how dare you say that I am a mediocre person?"

After hearing this, the black robe finally stopped, looked up at the mountain-like top of the mountain, and said in a cold voice: "How dare you test His Majesty's injury from me? If His Majesty finds out, you will die. It’s ugly.”

The Demon Commander snorted coldly and said, "Do you think His Majesty will still trust you as before?"

The black robe said calmly: "Your Majesty has trusted me for hundreds of years and will trust me for even longer."

The Demon Commander said sharply: "If His Majesty is really seriously injured, who do you think can save your life? Don't forget how many ministers you have executed in Xuelao City and how many elders you have offended in these years! And even if you are I, the God Clan, have made great achievements, but you are still a human being after all!"

The black robe ignored him and continued walking into the snow.

No one knew about the conversation in this snowstorm, and even if they did, it was very ordinary.

For the soldiers of the Demon Clan, it is very common for the military advisor and the Demon Commander to have disagreements.

However, if you examine it carefully, you can actually find that there are many hidden meanings in this conversation, which is very unusual.

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The Demon Lord has reappeared in the world after a thousand years. The situation in the mainland is turbulent and tense. Hanshan is the birthplace of everything, even more so.

The sky stone formation was forcibly broken open by the Demon Lord. Thousands of sky stones returned to their places. The vacancies in the meadows, cliffs and lakes were refilled. The injured people were carried to the top of the mountain for treatment, and the dead people were After being sent back to his hometown, the collapsed mountain roads and cliffs began to be renovated. However, the changed atmosphere could not return to the previous tranquility. The stewards of Tianji Pavilion and the monks who participated in the Stone Cooking Conference looked very... nervous.

Until now, not many people know what exactly happened in the past few days, and why the most powerful men in the human world came to Hanshan one after another. The truth is still shrouded in mystery, but people can feel that something big must have happened. Because of the tight security, and also because of the depressing atmosphere coming from the small buildings by the lake.

The King of Linghai and Mao Qiuyu, who were initially rejected by Tianji Pavilion outside the Cold Mountain, now appeared at the top of the peak, standing outside a small building, their faces extremely ugly.

There are more than ten small buildings by the lake, which are used to accommodate monks who participate in the stone boiling conference. This small building is in the best location, facing the lake and with mountains behind it. It is extremely quiet and has the best view. But it is obvious that this small building has the best location. It didn't make Mao Qiuyu and King Linghai feel any better.

Because Chen Changsheng was unconscious in the small building at this time.

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(There is another chapter at 8 p.m.)