Eternal War Chronicles, 1.4 billion years.
One hundred million years is an era, and the new era has just begun, with ten years, one month and one day.
The sky collapsed, cracks in time and space filled the sky, and countless streams of light fell into the sky, spreading all over the earth.
Part of it fell in the mist, and part of it fell in the realm. The people were in an uproar and chased the light away, and then the war broke out.
In the Kan'ao realm, the Yinqing Mountains, a stream of light fell here one day ago, setting off smoke and clouds all over the sky, and the earth shook and spread hundreds of millions of miles away.
When the dust settled, the surrounding creatures looked up and found an extremely huge stone tablet standing deep in the mountains. The aura was vast and mysterious. The mysterious words floating on it could be seen millions of miles away, which showed how majestic it was. majestic.
"kill--"
"Kill!
"
The hundred-mile radius around the stone monument has turned into a sea of Shura blood. Cultivation forces from all sides are fighting fiercely together, all trying to take possession of the rare treasures dropped from the sky.
The Kanao realm is a territory under the jurisdiction of the ancient gods. Now the situation is in turmoil, and the real immortals are still chasing the remains of the saint and the soldiers of the relics. The war between the alliance's major holy land forces and the various races broke out across the board. Flawless took care of every aspect, but instead gave these unconventional small forces a chance to compete for rare treasures.
"Yan Xing, are you okay?"
Weiyuan sat cross-legged on the stone tablet, his figure twisted, invisible chains lingering around him, frowning and looking down at the severed finger in his hand, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.
The incident happened so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard. The terrifying mysterious strong man rushed straight into the inner realm, which was exactly the direction where Yan Xing and his party were. He had to worry about his safety.
"Nothing is wrong with you, Yan Xing. An unprecedented pure-blood human race whose bloodline density exceeds imagination has never been able to open the giant bronze door before in history!"
Weiyuan looked solemn. The determination of pure blood concentration is very complicated and requires the help of special "blood spirit stones". In his original incarnation, he could only judge whether Yan Xing was pure blood through his black hair and eyes. It was unclear what the concentration was. .
However, in the Spark Era, the only person in the Yemu Society whose bloodline concentration reached over 90%, that is, his master, did not even open the giant bronze door at that time.
It can be seen from this that Yan Xing's bloodline concentration is still higher than that of his master.
"Master..."
Thinking of this, a trace of sadness flashed in Weiyuan's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to touch his eyebrows, and a hidden scarlet blood diamond flashed past.
It was a relic left by his master who sacrificed everything he had when his life expired. It was also because of this thing that he, a bastard, was qualified to understand the supreme inheritance in the stone tablet.
It is hard to imagine that the "container technology" that the Nine Clans Alliance has worked hard for endless years to come out in just a few generations has been mastered by the Nightfall Society as far back as the Spark Era, and it is even more advanced and powerful.
Perhaps this is the difference between purebloods' passive participation in experiments and their own active research.
The birth of pure blood is very complicated, and there is no rule so far. The power of blood is not inherited through reincarnation. In other words, every pure blood soul particle is a brand-new life particle bred by heaven and earth, and belongs to the first generation.
It is precisely for this reason that Weiyuan's master chose to sacrifice everything when his life was over and leave the power of his blood to him in a special way. The price was complete death, the annihilation of soul particles, and the loss of reincarnation. Opportunity.
It is equivalent to the greatest sacrifice for the caster of Tianyan Forbidden Technique.
"Master, I promise, the night will not perish."
Weiyuan calmed down his emotions and his eyes became sharp. The persecution of pure bloods by the current order of the world is something he absolutely cannot tolerate. It is related to his faith and the debt to his master that can never be repaid.
"perhaps……"
A thoughtful look flashed in Weiyuan's eyes, and Yan Xing's smiling face appeared in his mind.
"Perhaps, with Yan Xing's qualifications, he can become the [Night Lord]!"
If you want to rebuild the Night Club, you must first find a suitable leader. Naturally, he himself is not suitable. Regardless of his strength, the [Night Lord] must be a pure-blooded human race. The purer the blood concentration, the better.
The reason why the master originally chose him to inherit the power of blood is because although he is not a pure blood, he is extremely talented and has a different understanding than ordinary people. Combined with the power of pure blood, he is the candidate with the best chance to understand the "Secret Book of Chaos" .
Unfortunately he failed.
The "Secret Book of Chaos" is more obscure than imagined. It is probably not the eleventh level skill, it is stronger and more terrifying.
"Senior Weiyuan!"
The sudden shout interrupted Weiyuan's thoughts. He looked up and saw that Yan Xing had appeared silently in front of him, looking at him with a smile on his face. There was still a faint silvery white light lingering on his body, flying across the sky. came, but it did not cause any fluctuations.
Such a strange scene shocked Weiyuan, and he couldn't help but strengthen his thoughts.
"Yan Xing, are you okay?"
Weiyuan stood up and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yan Xing returning safely.
"I'm fine. A shocking incident occurred in the ruins. The mysterious man crushed everything along the way, but he didn't kill us. He just took away the remains of a strong man and left."
Yan Xing shook his head. The shock in his heart was still not over. The terrifying power beyond cognition forced him to build a new world view and raise his assessment of the world's hidden power to a higher level.
"That mysterious man is indeed very scary. I don't know where he came from." Weiyuan frowned. He had been trapped in the ruins for hundreds of billions of years, and the outside world was already very strange to him.
"Never mind this, since he exists, we will definitely meet again in the future, and we will naturally understand everything about it."
"Senior Weiyuan, let's continue, let me help you get out of the group!"
Yan Xing looked solemn. The situation was urgent at that time. He briefly understood the inheritance of the stone tablet and directed the inheritance will on himself, helping Weiyuan temporarily regain his sanity. Then with a feint, he directly blurred and got rid of the inheritance will.
If he does not continue to comprehend in time, soon the inherited will that has been tricked will return to Weiyuan and occupy his body.
"Okay, please."
Weiyuan nodded. With his state of mind, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. He had been trapped for too long and couldn't die even if he wanted to. It was simply worse than death.
"Senior, you are serious. These are what I should do."
Yan Xing waved his hands hastily, with a look of shame on his face. This was the original promise, and this inheritance was not simple. He only got a glimpse of its true meaning and found that this technique was of great benefit in refining rules and opening up the world.
He had a hunch that practicing this technique would allow him to quickly break through the realm and step into the realm of gods and demons. This was a good thing that killed two birds with one stone and would naturally not cause any trouble.
"let us start."
After saying that, Yan Xing's figure became distorted and illusory, slowly sinking into the indestructible stone tablet.
Seeing this, Weiyuan sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and immersed his consciousness in comprehension.
If there is a progress bar for comprehending the "Secret Book of Chaos", then he is stuck at 99%, missing the most critical essence, unable to comprehend it, and his consciousness has sunk and he has become a puppet to inherit the will.
What Weiyuan has to do at this time is to pass on all the essence of what he has learned to Yan Xing, to help him save a lot of time, and combine the power of the two to realize the last 1% together.
Different people look at problems from different angles and have slightly different understandings of the avenue. Maybe you have fallen into a misunderstanding of thinking. If you join a new consciousness, you may have unexpected gains. This is also the reason why Weiyuan's incarnation chose Yan Xing at the first sight when he saw him. It doesn't matter how high his understanding is, as long as he is Pure blood is enough.
"Secret Book of Chaos, I'm back!"
The moment Yan Xing appeared, the endless runes suddenly became restless, one after another, turning into whirlpools and pouring into his eyebrows.
Deep in ignorance, the mind is empty, the incarnation of consciousness is sitting cross-legged, a nine-color vortex is suspended in the mind, slowly rotating, endless obscure characters are swallowed into it, analysis, understanding, comprehension, deduction...
"Yan Xing, let me help!"
Weiyuan's consciousness reappeared in the pure white space of consciousness, and glanced at the vast nine-color vortex. Even if it was the second time he saw it, he still couldn't hide the shock in his heart.
With a wave of his hand, Weiyuan packaged up all his understanding of the secret scriptures, including the direction of enlightenment, and even many assumptions, and passed them to Yan Xing.
Yan Xing's eyes were tightly closed, his consciousness was vague, and he had entered the mysterious and mysterious state of "the unity of Tao and self". The realm of emptiness that he accidentally entered at the beginning, after creating the nine-color vortex, he could now enter it with his thoughts.
What Weiyuan didn't know was that Yan Xing did not choose to accept the essence of the past he passed on, but only used it as a reference, overturned it and started over, combining it with his own understanding of the Tao, to reconstruct the inheritance line.
"Chaos is like a chicken's rooster, the mind is outside it, the law is born in it, the beginning is the same."
"The creation of heaven and earth, heaven and earth, yin and yang, world, universe, life and death, purity and turbidity, positive and negative."
"Huh? This is..."
Suddenly, Yan Xing frowned. He felt a sudden and sudden feeling of disharmony in the endless mysterious true meaning. It was as if he suddenly realized that that was the key to Weiyuan's missing.
Mingming Xuanxuan, following the deepest and truest instinct in his heart, Yan Xing "jumped" out. His consciousness broke away from the chaos formed by endless runes and entered another level. Looking down, in the endless world Beyond the chaos, I sensed another completely opposite force.
"Wrong! Wrong!"
"This is not a heritage at all."
"Chaos, order."
"The "Secret Code of Chaos" and the "Golden Medal of Order", so that's it. This is the missing key. No wonder someone as powerful as Senior Weiyuan can't even get started."
boom--
Yan Xing's consciousness fell and merged into the intertwining of chaos and order, one bright and one dark, sometimes chaos dominates the outside, order lurks in the dark, sometimes order controls everything outside, chaos hides, and the reincarnation is endless.
This is more than just an inherited technique.
Its operation explains all the ways and principles in the world.
Yan Xing was deeply moved in his heart, and he had the feeling that "I will die if I hear the Tao in the morning." His whole body and mind were baptized from the inside out, and his soul was sublimated.
