After leaving the palace, Tang Hao did not return to Luoshui Ancient City.
When he first announced the Great Desolation, he had already thought of some situations that the human race might encounter.
To be honest, compared to the past, the situation faced by the human race today is actually nothing.
At the beginning, all the races in the prehistoric era never considered whether the human race would be exterminated, and they acted without fear.
The human race now has a method of cultivation. After thousands of years of cultivation, the number of races has increased many times compared to before.
As Luo Hu just said, losing one's own protection and being bullied is inevitable, and being slaughtered is even more normal.
Tang Hao couldn't feel any displeasure about those creatures that slaughtered human beings.
After all, being weak is the biggest fault.
After letting out a breath of turbid air, Tang Hao, standing above the plain, stopped thinking and looked towards the ground beneath his feet.
Just like in Buzhou Mountain, the earth under Tang Hao's gaze suddenly became transparent.
The next moment, a mysterious world emerged again.
It is still full of all kinds of loneliness and coldness. Unlike the palace where Luo Hu is located, although the atmosphere of Jiuyou Land is equally cold, it is the kind of coldness that is similar to the absence of life and the void.
An unknown river flows quietly, passing through places that are gray and desolate. It is unknown where it is going, as if it will never end.
But this time Tang Hao didn't just stare. As soon as his mind moved, his body disappeared on the plain.
At the same time, Tang Hao's figure appeared again on the bank of Jiuyou River.
The breath of death filled the surroundings, as if he had arrived in another world at this moment.
The sky was grey, pale and empty.
The land is barren, quiet and strange.
There were no so-called ghosts, and there was no mountain of corpses or seas of blood.
No living thing exists, nothing appears, everything is so blank and nothingness.
There was only a river next to me that was shrouded in white mist and couldn't see how wide it was. The sound of water splashing kept ringing out, like singing, saying goodbye to life.
This feeling makes people feel as if they have arrived in the land of Hongmeng when Chaos first emerged.
Tang Hao, who came to the land of Jiuyou for the first time, felt a sense of curiosity that he hadn't seen for a long time.
The surrounding scenery was something he had never seen before. This strange feeling was similar to when he was in the Sea of Beiming.
Why Tang Hao has always found Honghuang attractive is actually because only Honghuang can give him this special feeling.
In other worlds, such as Zhetian, everything will have a sense of familiarity, but it is different in Honghuang. There are always some things that I have never seen before.
"It is estimated that only that guy from Styx can stay in this kind of place forever."
Looking at the unreal land under his feet, which looked like mist and clouds, Tang Hao shook his head, stepped forward and started walking forward along the river.
He saw what seemed to be a bridge on the river not far away, perhaps leading to the other side.
Along the Jiuyou River, where there had been no other sounds for who knows how many years, a soft footsteps suddenly sounded.
The blue sky is shining on the world.
Crossing the Yellow River on the other side of Manhua.
The Forgotten River farewell is foggy and blurry.
Manhua fell into the netherworld in an instant.
As if he had escaped from the bustling world of mortals, Tang Hao walked alone by the Netherworld River.
To the world, the Nine Nether Land is a transcendent place no less than the Nine Heavens.
I don’t know when it was born, and I don’t know where it is connected.
There is only a long and quiet river that never stops and never ends, running through ancient and modern times.
Time seems to have lost its original color here, everything is so gray and empty.
If it weren't for the guidance of the turbulent river around him, Tang Hao wouldn't even be able to tell the direction!
There is dust above the head, there is no dust under the feet, and the surroundings are vast.
It's like arriving in chaos, with no direction or road.
The sound of crashing waves sounded from time to time, like the tide blowing over the sea cliff in the middle of the night.
A kind of sadness that didn't know where it came from suddenly rose in Tang Hao's heart, as if at this moment, he was the only one left in the whole world, and everything ceased to exist.
"Um?"
With a slight sigh, his thoughts began to circulate, dispelling the sadness in his heart.
Tang Hao's eyes began to become clearer, and Tang Hao looked around with some surprise.
It had been a long time since he had been affected by the things in the box. He didn't expect that today his heart would be rippled by what he saw in front of him.
It can only be said that it is worthy of the legendary Nine Nethers. Except for the true master of heaven and earth, perhaps other living beings will not be able to reach this mysterious place in their lifetime.
Without thinking much, after covering his body with the mindless technique, Tang Hao continued walking towards the looming shadow of the bridge in the distance.
Although I can now directly call Hou Tu's name to come out to meet him, I am not in a hurry for time now. It is my first time to set foot in Jiuyou, so I might as well take a closer look.
There are many legends about the Nine Netherlands. The most famous ones are not only the word reincarnation, but also the underworld, a force that plays an important role in mythology.
But maybe the underworld will evolve in the future, because now, Tang Hao has not seen anything about the underworld.
Tap tap tap!
In the mysterious and empty world, Tang Hao's footsteps seemed so clear.
"I wonder where that guy from Styx lives in Jiuyou. Wouldn't he feel bored after living in a place like this for a long time?"
"If you wanted to be quiet, wouldn't you find a place similar to the area where Kunpeng lives?"
"The stars and rivers in the sky reflect the sea of blood, which is probably a pretty sight."
Tang Hao thought while looking around with interest.
At the same time, outside the wild North Sea, on the sea surface under the bright starry sky, a middle-aged man looked at a certain area with tired eyes.
"Five thousand years have passed. Has the Lord God forgotten me?"
"Who can take me out of this damn place!!"
...
Tang Hao couldn't hear Kunpeng's voice. As he moved forward, everything behind him was no longer visible. Only a long series of footprints could be seen vaguely, proving that there had been living beings in this world.
It was at this time that the desolate land beneath his feet suddenly began to appear alive.
In the gray, the shadows of dancing flowers suddenly appeared.
It seems that because of the mist, the flower shadows are like burning flames, bright red and beautiful.
The steps stopped, and there was a rare moment of confusion in Tang Hao's eyes.
Not far in front of him, he saw bright red petals swaying in the wind, which was breathtakingly beautiful.
At this time, Tang Hao's pupils were already filled with red light, and a sea of flowers appeared in front of him!
It's like seeing color in a black and white picture, even though the surroundings are dead and empty, even though the earth is barren and colorless.
These flowers bloomed so brightly, like gods bleeding, falling pieces of bright red, dotting the deserted river bank.
"So...so beautiful!"
Tang Hao, who had never seen such a scene before, murmured from the bottom of his heart, and his eyes instantly regained clarity.
Bending down, Tang Hao couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched the beautiful petals that looked like they were carefully carved by the Creator.
Delicate and mysterious lines covered every petal, even the rhizome. As he got closer, Tang Hao seemed to smell a refreshing fragrance, which made people unable to help but get intoxicated.
"Is this... Hibiscus flower?"
Looking at the elegant but dangerous red brilliance in front of him, the name of a flower suddenly appeared in Tang Hao's mind.
The other side flower is a beautiful flower that is said to grow on the banks of the Huangquan River. Its petals are as thin as silk and as clear as gemstones. They intertwine and droop, blooming to create the most beautiful scene in the world.
In the dark and dead atmosphere around him, the sea of flowers that suddenly appeared in front of Tang Hao looked so mysterious and strange, as if it was dyeing the gray sky into blood-red.
After hesitating for a moment, Tang Hao gently picked one off and straightened up.
Looking at the beauty in his palm, he suddenly smiled, and the next moment, the flowers disappeared.
"If you give such a beautiful thing to a girl, no one will refuse it."
Such a mysterious and beautiful flower, Tang Hao decided to take it back and give it to Qinghe Nizi.
I don't have any other thoughts, I just do whatever I want and do whatever comes to my mind.
Looking at the sea of flowers blocking the way in front of him, Tang Hao sighed again, and then his whole body began to slowly rise into the air.
He couldn't bear to ruin such a beautiful scene. Picking one off was already the limit. Stepping in rashly would probably destroy a lot.
"It seems like I'd better use my mind less for everything in the future. Although it's much more convenient, I might miss some scenery I've never seen before."
Just now, Tang Hao, who noticed that nothing had changed around him, was ready to use his mind to go to the shadow not far away.
Fortunately, he endured it, otherwise he would have missed such a beautiful scene.
"It doesn't matter if it grows here. If it were somewhere else, it would have been picked by people long ago, right?"
Looking at his feet, Tang Hao chuckled and disappeared instantly.
When he appeared again, the sea of flowers had disappeared, replaced by a stone bridge filled with ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
I don’t know when the stone bridge was built or who built it. It stands quietly on the quiet river. The other side of the bridge is still covered in fog, as if it leads to an unknown place.
To Tang Hao's surprise, he saw a line of faintly visible footprints on the bridge.
It seems that many years ago, someone walked across this stone bridge and reached the other side of the river.
The body slowly fell down, and as he got closer, Tang Hao found that the footsteps looked very delicate and delicate, as if they were left by a certain woman.
It’s just that I don’t know if it’s because it’s been too long, but these footprints are almost invisible.
Seeing this scene, Tang Hao suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion rising in his heart.
It was as if this mysterious world was no longer dead, because apart from myself, there were other living beings who appeared here many years ago, although there was only one.
Looking at the line of footprints, suddenly, a looming figure suddenly appeared in Tang Hao's eyes.
Once upon a time, this figure was just like him, walking alone in this desolation, and saw the beautiful sea of flowers on the other side.
"Huh? This doesn't seem to be Houtu..."
At this moment, Tang Hao seemed to see something and murmured in surprise.
When he saw the line of footprints, he immediately thought of Hou Tu, who was transformed into the Six Paths.
But at this moment, the blurry figure that suddenly appeared in front of her was also a woman, but her appearance could not be clearly seen.
And when Tang Hao observed carefully, a sad aura that seemed to have penetrated endless years and time and space suddenly came out of the other person's body, and it was deeply engraved in his heart.
This seems... to be an existence that I have never heard of in the wild!
