Talisman Emperor

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Wang Zhong was alone, walking in an ancient palace that was brimming and empty. He stepped on a hard, pitch-black ground, emitted a low echo and floated in the hall.

He attacked his bloodcoat, his eyes were cold as electricity, and he was filled with a deep and humorous atmosphere. More than ever before, he had a murky smell, as if he had been baptized for ages.

The palace is ancient, dark and everlasting, with only a deep, bloody flame.

Like a bloody eye of a fierce beast, stuck in this dark and silent palace.

The atmosphere is silent and palpitating.

The further he moves forward, the calmer and more tolerant Wang Zhong is. He seems to be familiar with the place and seemingly does not see any emotional fluctuations.

“You're back. ”

Not knowing how long later, suddenly a desolate, old, dull, low voice roared, echoing back into the palace, slim and melancholy, suddenly close.

Wang Zhong was full of silence for a moment. "I'm back. ”

Wow...

With the sound falling, on both sides of this empty and pitchy palace, a little golden flame suddenly lit up, like a leaping torch, to disperse the darkness.

In an instant, the hall was bright, stained with a divine golden colour, and everything became clear.

The palace is truly empty and brilliant, large and limitless, and a black brick-built passage stretches straight into the center of the palace, leading to the end of the palace.

On either side of the tunnel stands an ancient stone column, each one hanging like a giant dragon engine.

Wang Zhong stands in the aisle, compared to the stone columns on both sides, compared to the entire palace, as small as an ant!

Look closely, there is a mysterious pattern of blood engraved on that pillar.

With eight arms, rocks, eyes like the sun and the moon, the devil treads on a star fight and grows.

There are tens of thousands of bodies and legs, black feathers at night, born nine strange birds with heads, titled divine corpses and danced.

There are mountains and rivers, ears and thunder, sitting on top of nine rollers, overlooking the great shores of hundreds of millions of people, eyebrows and floats, illuminating everything.

There is a wave boat, driving the flow of the Zhou Dynasty, supporting the green girl, green silk like a waterfall, floating in the light of a million dawns, obscure dreams.

… a bloody pattern filled with ancient, pale flavors, completely different from those found in the ancient realm, completely different from what this world deserves.

One of the shadows of the pattern is also full of mysterious colors, more like an ancient existence that stretches across another strange world.

These bloody patterns are branded on stone columns, like ancient totems, reflecting thousands of meteorology, adding an invisible sense of holiness to the palace.

Wang Zhongzheng stood on the corridor and stopped walking. His eyes crossed the void and he looked away towards the end of the hall.

At the end of the day, there is a red flame of blood, beneath the flame of God, is a white bone seat, on the seat, there is a shadow of blood at the end, like a flame of God, twisting, like smoke is changing, so that one can't see its appearance at all.

Mysterious Hall.

Golden flame.

Totem stone columns.

White Bone Throne.

Bloody shadow.

Such a picture combines to make the whole scene sacred with a mysterious and palpitating colour.

And looking far away at that figure sitting on the white bone throne, even though you can't see its face clearly, it makes you feel like you see a master, and you have no power!

“Done? ”

That old sandy voice sounded again, coming from the white bone throne at the end of the hall.

“The remaining skins of the Holy Beast have now fallen into the hands of the Age robbers, not surprisingly, who should now have been planted 'forbidden by the Holy Witch’. ”

The King nodded, very far from each other, talking to the bloody figure sitting on the white bone's throne at the end.

He did not go any further, as if he had been quite reckless, and if he leaned any further, he would suffer the scourge of death.

“Not bad, not bad. ”

The bloody figure exclaimed, “Only you can conceal the mystery in the skin of the Holy Beast by using the identity of the Lord of Peng." ”

Wang Zhong did not move, "This is also thanks to the progeny of a Tai Ancient ethnic group that was with the victims of the era, otherwise it would not be possible to open the ‘ban of the Holy Witch'. ”

“No need to be modest, you do things, I never worry about anything. ”

That bloody shadow became low, emotional, "I just didn't expect, 36,000 years apart, this time you remember returning from the ancient realm, which is a bit more than I expected. ”

Rumor has it, Wang Zhong Horan raised his head and smiled at his calm and indifferent face. "Born a slave, death does not exist. If you are like me, how dare you not come back! ”

The voices have been echoed in this empty palace with a tremendous resentment.

“Rest assured, when this is done, I will not only give you back your freedom, but also give you the seat of the Holy King. ”

That bloody shadow was not angry.

“Oh?”

Wang Zhong's eyes suddenly squinted, “That's what you said! If you can't do it, don't blame me for finding the Holy Spirit! You should know that with the means at my disposal, I can support her as the new Holy King if the Holy Spirit so wills! ”

“Holy Spirit… did you find the whereabouts of the Holy Spirit? ”

The bloody figure seemed a little excited and a little shocked.

“Not bad, she's not awake yet, she's still in the luck oven, and I can even tell you that she's in the ancient realm! ”

Wang Zhong made a cold noise, as if to prove something, his voice was firm and loud.

“Huh. ”

The bloody figure suddenly laughed, “Not yet awake consciousness, doesn't mean she can't wake up. When she wakes up, you're probably the first one she's going to kill. If I'm right, you're not really getting the luck stove where she's hiding today, so you'll have to come back and work with me. ”

Wang Zhong's face was silent.

“Well, without talking about it, our plan is just one step away and it will go smoothly. The promise I made to you back then will never be changed. This Holy King's throne can be entrusted to you, but you must also help me to get to the real ultimate! ”

That bloody shadow became solemn with an unquestionable smell.

“Okay!”

Silence for a long time, Wang Zhong finally nodded his head and spewed a word gently in his lips.

The bloody figure could not help but laugh and shake the palace with a thunderous voice.

But then his laughter stopped.

“No! ”

The blood figure seemed to detect something, and the voice brought anger, “The prohibition of the Holy Witch has disappeared! Ariel! How dare you lie to my king! ”

Boom!

A frightening, tidal killing machine spreads from that bloody shadow, squeaking the entire palace.

“What?”

Wang Zhong's face changed, “That's impossible! Domain kingdoms like them can never resist the ban of the Holy Witch! ”

“But the banned breath of the Holy Witch is gone! ”

Bloody shadows, accompanied by sounds, made his killing machines spill like substance, getting scarier.

“Don't you believe me? ”

Wang Zhong shouted, he felt a tremendous amount of pressure.

“Believe.”

That bloody moment of silence suddenly converged like a tidal killer and disappeared.

This relieved Wang Zhong, but the divine color was a little ugly, cold-blooded: “The sacred witch forbidden on the skin of the Holy Beast, but you planted it, now you fail but blame me on me, don't you think this behavior is shameful? ”

“Well, when things have happened, there's no need to mention it. ”

That bloody figure indifferently said, "When the ban on the Holy Witch disappears, they must have obtained a secret map leading to the ‘Forbidden Abyss', how do you feel about it? ”

Wang Zhong cold-blooded: “Of course it's only a change of plans! ”

He turned to the palace.

“How are you going to do that? ”

That bloody shadow questioned.

“Wait outside the ‘Ban on Robbery' with those ghostly things you cultivated with your hands. ”

“Stock keeping rabbits? ”

“Do you think we can break into the banned abyss, like them? ”

“Fine, just...”

“No, just remember, they are the only ones who can unlock the power of the forbidden abyss, and only by using their shells can they lead us to break down the barrier of the ruins of chaos, no longer blocked by the power of the heavens of this world! ”

“OK! Do as you say, but, Ariel, this king has to warn you that we have waited too long for this opportunity and will not allow any poor pool at the last minute, if it fails...”

“If you fail, you can have my life! ”

The conversation continues to echo in this mysteriously empty hall, where Wang Zhong's figure has disappeared.

Soon, silence returned to the palace.

That bloody figure sits alone on the white bone throne, silent.

“Arya, don't let the king down this time...”

A long time later, a murmur sounded, with a cold smell.

Chen Xiao was not clear. The whole piece of ancient animal skin in his hand was the "holy animal skin” in Wang Zhongkou.

Nor is it clear to him that the strange reaction they suffer when Ariel recites the mystery of "extreme emptiness, emptiness, birth in nothing, the beginning of all things..." comes from a mystery called the "Prohibition of the Holy Witch”.

He was equally unclear that after he accidentally interrupted Ah Liang's words, he had invisibly helped all of them solve an imminent holocaust.

He is even less likely to know about the "Ban on the Abyss” referred to in the secret map on the skin of this ancient scroll.

At that time, however, he had already put away that whole old hide, even if he did not know the name "Ban the Great Abyss”, and he was not going to follow the secret map on the hide.

Because, as he had previously suspected, he suspected that this scroll of animal skin was deliberately taken from him by Wang Zhong!

At this moment, Chen Xiao's gaze turned to the brass key in his hand.