The yellowed hull of the boat tells its long history. How long has it existed in this long river? Chu Cheng didn't know, maybe... no one in this world knew how long this ship had existed.
The huge waves hit the front recklessly, making a loud and dull sound, breaking the peace that no one had cared about for thousands of years.
Water is the source of life. Along the rolling Yangtze River, which stretches thousands of miles, both sides should be lush and full of vitality, and everything should be prosperous.
However, this is not the case.
The two banks are separated by a river, and both sides are covered by turbid yellow light. Chu Cheng is ten miles away, but he can clearly feel the terrifying energy coming from there. The chill of autumn comes early when spring has just arrived, and all things appear and wither in the moment they just sprout. This endless river flow is not the source of nourishment for all things, but the source of destruction of all things.
He slowly lowered his head and saw that the scarred palm showed signs of getting darker. He knew that it was the terrifying energy coming from the Yangtze River that was killing his soul.
"Could it be the underworld... that crosses my fighting spirit?" Chu Cheng looked at the rushing river in the distance and laughed dumbly.
He knew that he had no retreat. Along the way, I didn't see any invisible terror, probably because I didn't dare to go deep into this place. There is something to be afraid of here.
The only thing that can make such a terrifying thing fearful is something even more terrifying.
His fighting spirit has condensed all the fighting power of his body. Once his soul is gone, even if his body wakes up, he will lose all his cultivation and become a mortal body. At that time, let alone leading the Netherworld army to fight in all directions, there would be no possibility of returning to Mochen to find his beloved daughter, and he would have no choice but to die in a foreign land.
There is no way to retreat. Once he returns the same way, he will encounter the invisible and terrifying thing again. With Chu Cheng's injury at this time, if he retreats, he can only fall into the tiger's mouth and be killed. Here, there is no aura, no aura, and all the elixirs are on the body. The injury is too serious, and there is a terrible force destroying itself. The organism cannot function effectively, and there is no pill to swallow. The injury will only worsen as time goes by.
"One flower withers, and the entire spring cannot be desolate. One star falls, and the entire starry sky cannot be dimmed... In this vast world, there are countless creatures... There are also many creatures that are seen once in a hundred years, once in a thousand years, or even in ten thousand years. Years of cultivation geniuses. There are also people with better understanding and talent than me... This world... is really wonderful... There are Guanyuanyu, Lord of the Netherworld, Martial Ancestor, etc. in front of me. They are invincible to one. People of the era...among me, Mochen, there are also unparalleled talents like the Human Emperor...Bai Pao'er...and the current life of Senior Xue Yao...blocking the path to enlightenment for the former's descendants. ......."
"Perhaps...even if I die today, this wonderful world will not lose its color because of me. Because this world...is still wonderful because of others..."
Chu Cheng coughed, slowly turned around and looked towards the dark rear, where all the lights were out and the howling wind was biting and cold. In front of him is the road he has walked. Darkness is the eternal theme. Even if there are countless stars dotted in this black background, they will appear insignificant. The coldness and loneliness are boundless, which is enough to make people with a depressed spirit. At this point, the Taoist heart collapsed.
Throughout the ages, I am afraid that I cannot find a place, even the deep, terrifying, immeasurable universe, which cannot match its measurement.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and made a choice in that moment.
His choice was to turn around again and face the endless flow of the Yangtze River. Even if his life was completely lost, he still had to find the source of the mistake.
He opened his eyes and moved his fingers slightly. In the dim palm, there was still a color, which was the same extremely dark wisp of energy.
This is the final blow, a blow that can explode far beyond its own governance!
Biluo Huangquan pointed out that Chu Cheng still had the power to resist. Unless, at the source of that move, there is a taboo that is only recorded in myths!
Chu Cheng did not believe that there were taboos in this world. Even the Immortal Lord, who was as strong as the invincible opponent who defeated four vast cities, lost three souls and seven souls in that era, leaving only a ray of remnant soul, not to mention other people.
Even if there is really a terrifying existence hidden in that ship, it is only in the sky at best.
"Before I fell asleep... I saw that scene. In one scene, there were countless dragons crossing the sky in the galaxy. But as the final galactic storm rose, two figures transformed under a terrifying energy. Condensing stones and falling into the starry sky, one of them...is the man in green whom I saw on the Imperial Road in the Human World..."
"The man in green... the strength shown in the painting is definitely not inferior to that of the Lord of the Netherworld... How can such a being, Li Shanling, who was once the master of the mountain in the world, know each other? And they seem to have a close relationship. .....”
Chu Cheng suddenly felt that there were too many mysteries in Li Shanling. People who used to get along day and night can no longer see through them.
Chu Cheng originally didn't pay too much attention to Li Shanling's departure without saying goodbye. After all, everyone has their own things to do, and Li Shanling also has his own grievances.
But now, Chu Cheng doesn't think so. Li Shanling's departure may have some agenda.
"In that scene, the man in green and another existence were turned into stone statues. It is impossible to estimate how many years ago it was, but at least it was before Wuzu became famous. And the man in green appeared in the Emperor's Road again In front of us, this can mean that... another strong man has now revived? Or... they have been awake for tens of millions of years since they turned into stone statues... The rise of this Martial Ancestor , also by the hands of two people?"
What Wu Zu wanted in his life was to use his martial arts to achieve a level of success and to achieve martial arts glory with both hands and fists. However, few people knew that the reason why he wanted to be called invincible was to pursue an answer. To be precise, the answer...is a person. A person appeared in a childhood dream, but it was not a dream.
"That strong man...is waiting for me in Dilin Pass...Maybe there is no crisis ahead..." Chu Cheng raised his head again, glanced ahead, and began to walk forward.
There, it seemed that it was really the underworld of life and death. As it continued to approach, Chu Cheng's figure began to become fainter and fainter. Until it was only two miles away from the Yangtze River, it was as light as tissue paper. As long as someone reaches out and touches it gently, this soul will dissipate.
The big waves were still surging, and suddenly there was a thunderbolt. The surging waves stopped there, and half of the stone tablet was revealed.
This stone tablet is in dilapidated condition, and only one word can be vaguely read.
A word of Lin.
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