Yiran and Xiaobai have been walking for half a quarter of an hour, but the mountain peak that is clearly in front of them is still so far away.
Xiaobai groaned impatiently and complained heartlessly:
"Yi Ran, there doesn't seem to be any danger here. I think we might as well walk faster and fly directly into the mountains!"
Yiran glanced at Xiaobai and said nonchalantly:
"Okay, Brother Bai, you go ahead and clear the way, and I will follow behind to protect you. You can rest assured that I will definitely protect you no matter how dangerous it is!"
As soon as he heard Yiran speak, Xiaobai knew that Yiran was still angry about his nonsense just now.
So it immediately became better behaved, no longer urged, and even started to be cautious.
They had traveled more than ten miles along the way, but there was always endless wasteland under their feet. Except for the Burial Emperor Mountain with some greenery in front of them, there was no sign of life at all.
"There is a stone monument over there!" Xiaobai shouted excitedly.
Not far ahead, there was a broken stone tablet standing there.
The top of the stone tablet was cut off by an unknown sharp weapon, and it seemed that it was about to be completely buried under the earth.
The remaining stone tablets are engraved with the words "Emperor" and "Mountain". The dilapidation and the mark of time have made the entire stone tablet appear mottled.
Yiran used the Peach Blossom Sword as a shovel to clean out the broken stone tablet. Looking at the dancing word "burial", it was as expected.
Yiran leaned down and wanted to turn over the stone tablet that was lying on the ground.
However, even though Yiran exerted all his strength, the stone tablet did not move at all.
Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly burst out laughing, making a thunderous roar:
"No way, such a small piece of stone can stop you?"
Yiran looked ugly but did not refute.
Xiaobai looked at the absent-minded Yiran and said cheerfully:
"Let me try it!"
Yiran glanced at the swollen Xiaobai and finally gave way.
At this moment, Xiaobai is only a little over ten feet tall, but he has a complete king-level body. In terms of pure strength, he is indeed much stronger than Yiran.
It wrapped its tail around the broken stele with the word "Burial" engraved on it, and rose directly into the sky to pull the broken stele into the air.
But what made people speechless was that not only did Xiaobai fail to fly, but he was dragged down by the stone tablet and fell to the ground.
Xiaobai was startled and opened his mouth to curse:
"What the hell is this stone? It's so heavy!"
Immediately, it turned its gaze to Yiran, and the look in its eyes clearly said, "You are cheating on me!"
Yiran spread his hands and looked at Xiaobai innocently, and then said:
"He is indeed very heavy. I didn't trick you!"
Xiaobai blinked his eyes and wanted to curse, but in the end he endured it and asked in a flattering tone:
"What is this and why is it so heavy?"
Yi Ran was also looking carefully at the broken monument in front of him, his consciousness constantly flowing into the depths of the broken monument.
As waves of stinging pain entered Yiran's sea of consciousness, sporadic scenes also appeared in Yiran's mind.
That was a situation where ten emperors were confronting each other, but it was a situation where six people surrounded four people.
This made Yiran subconsciously think of the reincarnation ten thousand years ago. Only in that prosperous age ten thousand years ago could so many emperors appear.
Then the second screen appeared.
In this scene, there is an old man with withered flesh and blood looking down at the ten emperors, his eyes are like looking at delicious food.
The emperor who was still hostile below now spilled all his blood on the mountain.
Four of them showed anger and hatred, but some were full of surprise and unwillingness.
Yi Ran also knew very well that the former saw an enemy, while the latter was betrayed.
Yiran felt a chill in his heart, and he also gained a deep understanding of human nature.
When facing an invincible existence like a saint, some will resist and others will naturally seek refuge.
You may really be able to live longer if you take refuge, and you may even be able to survive after the saint robs you of enough vitality, but it does not mean that you can really live without death.
The saint can kill the emperor for blood food in order to survive. When they are all about to starve to death, how can they care about their own dogs?
The great age is approaching, and there will definitely not be a few emperors who are about to be born on the mainland. King-level experts like the Supreme Elder of the Imperial Dynasty may break through to the emperor level one after another.
Before facing the saint, he might also have to face the emperor who was begging on the saint's side, which made Yiran feel that the burden on his shoulders was inexplicably heavier.
Yiran had a lot of thoughts for a while, but was interrupted by the third picture.
In this picture, the mountain peak in front of you has been completely stained red with blood, but the blood all over the mountain has divided ten mutually incompatible areas.
At first glance, it looks like six areas occupying the mountainside surround four areas on the top of the mountain.
A broken imperial weapon was suspended above each area. The immortal weapons among the imperial soldiers seemed to be sharp, and they were all pointing at each other, as if they wanted to continue the battle that the master had fought during his lifetime.
At the same time, a figure appeared in front of the boulder at the foot of the mountain.
That figure didn't look old, but just looking at its back, Yiran already felt a sense of loneliness.
He stood quietly next to the boulder, looking up at the bright red mountain peaks in front of him in silence.
This time, Yiran was not allowed to think about it, and the fourth picture appeared in front of him.
In this picture, the entire mountain peak has returned to calm, the peak no longer looks bright red, and the ten imperial soldiers are quietly inserted on the peak.
And that figure stood in front of the boulder, and had just finished carving the word "funeral" on the boulder.
The stinging sensation disappeared and the picture no longer appeared. Yiran looked at the severed stone tablet in front of him in a daze, never expecting that it would reveal a piece of dusty history for him.
But at the same time, these pictures also gave rise to more doubts in Yiran's heart.
That lonely figure must have experienced that reincarnation and lived to the next generation. It is even certain that he is the master who knows the art of Qimen Dunjia.
Capturing the dragon's veins creates a world of formations, sealing the mark left by the emperor, and becoming an opportunity for future generations.
Even this king's realm may be the work of that figure. He personally walked through every emperor's battlefield and sealed up the traces of history for future generations.
But what makes Yi Ran puzzled is, since there is such a senior, why Su Changan's inheritance has not been spread throughout the continent, and why this old man's Qimen Dunjia is not revealed to the world.
The only answer Yi Ran could think of was that some of the emperors who had taken refuge with the saints had survived, and they had an absolute advantage in power!
And this stone tablet was definitely cut open by an extremely powerful emperor!
Yiran felt like his brain was going to explode. The more he thought about it, the more he felt the darkness of the world.
If those emperors who chose to surrender and their descendants control the voice of this continent, it seems that the backbone of the entire human race will not be straightened at all.
Fortunately, Yiran was not a stubborn person, so he quickly got out of that sad mood.
Xiaobai looked at Yiran with a heavy face and asked curiously:
"It's just a piece of broken stone. Does it make your face look so ugly?"
Yi Ran said softly "Hmm" and then said:
"Xiao Bai, do you think that if when the ten-thousand-year reincarnation comes back, there are not so many emperors in this world for saints to swallow up their vitality, will this dark reincarnation be cut off?"
Xiaobai didn't understand why Yiran asked this, but looking at Yiran's heavy face, Xiaobai, who didn't like thinking, started to think seriously.
"From the information obtained, it seems that the saint only prolongs his life by devouring the life source of the human emperor."
"So if there is no emperor, then the saint will definitely target the king, the spirit, and even ordinary people!"
“When quality is not enough, they definitely need to make up for it with quantity!”
Xiaobai's words made Yiran even more worried. After ten thousand years of reincarnation, the human race was finally strong enough to compete with the Warcraft Forest.
The appearance of the saint caused the human race to rush into the depths of the monster forest and kill all the strong ones among the monsters.
But the final outcome is that the Land of Broken Heaven cannot be repaired, the emperor is used as nourishment by the saints, the human race begins to decline, and the Land of Broken Heaven continues to appear Warcraft and then prospers.
Yiran, who originally thought of joking to adjust his mood, was completely blown away after hearing Xiaobai's thoughts.
"Damn it, I just can't figure out why there are such traitorous lackeys everywhere."
"The bastard saints have used you as bait, and you can still sacrifice your life for them!"
"What the fuck, as long as I don't die, I will overthrow this world!"
Xiaobai heard the words that he had never heard before coming out of Yiran's mouth, but when he heard them, they sounded like curses. His bell-like eyes showed a look of shock.
It has never heard Yiran curse anyone, nor has it ever heard Yiran call himself Lao Tzu.
But at this moment, it felt that Yiran was really so domineering when he was cursing people!
Xiaobai looked at Yiran who was a little embarrassed, and wanted to say something more, but suddenly found that the word "burial" on the cut-off monument under his feet was actually shining with dazzling light.
The words were originally blood red, but now they revealed a strong smell of blood and a monstrous meaning of killing.
Yiran looked at the stone tablet and said with some surprise:
"Why did this dragon-suppressing stone soaked in the emperor's blood suddenly revive? Wasn't it the senior who suppressed the emperor's hiding place?"
Xiaobai was also stunned immediately and began to curse:
"Senior, Dragon Suppressing Stone, why are they all at odds with me? Why is everything going so wrong in this King's Realm!"
Yiran ignored Xiaobai because the mountain peak in front of him changed suddenly.
The blood-red peaks that divided the ten areas no longer had the greenery that they had seen when they arrived.
Yiran could even see the dense weapons of Shenhua inserted in the center of the areas facing him.
This scene was exactly the same as the fourth scene Yiran saw in the truncated monument.
And where he stood happened to be where that figure stood!
Some people died, but not completely...
