While Jiang Changsheng waited, he was thinking of strategies to overcome the calamity.
The power of this heavenly tribulation is mysterious and unpredictable. It is no longer just about carrying the thunder tribulation like before. There are many invisible and intangible forces ready to move, ready to bite him to death at any time.
Jiang Changsheng's mind moved and he decided to summon Pangu's clones from the All Heavens Avenue Tree.
He has been in seclusion for more than a million years, so he has not refined those Pangu fruits into Pangu clones. However, there are already more than two hundred Pangu clones on the All Heavens Avenue Tree, and the one with the shortest birth time has also been cultivated for millions. Years ago, he has reached the level of Immortal Emperor.
This is the highest state that Pangu's clone can reach. Without a separate will, it is impossible to step into Daluo. But even so, when they gather together, the Pangu phantom they summon is extremely terrifying.
the other side.
The All-Heaven Avenue Tree far above the Great Luo Immortal Realm began to tremble, and powerful figures jumped out from the leaves, rising into the sky like a rain of arrows, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the void.
Under the tree of Zhutian Avenue, the figure of Chaoshu Jian emerged from the Well of Forgetfulness. It tilted its head and looked suspiciously in the direction where Pangu's clones had left.
…
The journey through the tribulation was still going on. Jiang Changsheng closed his eyes and did not look around. His Taoist heart was very stable. There were no more disturbances and he did not think about whether he would fail. He faced this journey with an absolutely calm heart. Tribulation.
The Heavenly Incense value is decreasing faster and faster, which indicates that the power of Thunder Tribulation is still increasing.
Time continues to pass quickly.
When the Tiandao incense value was less than a quarter, the power of the thunder tribulation did not weaken.
Jiang Changsheng realized that he could not survive the calamity by relying solely on the incense of heaven, but fortunately he had summoned all Pangu's clones before.
"No matter who is controlling the Heavenly Tribulation, no matter how powerful the Heavenly Tribulation is, there is a limit. At most, it can exceed my level of power. Otherwise, I would have died long ago..."
Jiang Changsheng thought silently that he could feel Pangu's clone arriving.
In this case, let him have a good fight with Tianjie!
At this moment, Jiang Changsheng suddenly felt dizzy.
"What's going on...why did it come so fast..."
Jiang Changsheng was frightened. He had felt this way when he was going through tribulations before, only after passing the most difficult stage.
Why is it so early this time?
Before he could think about it, his senses lost their effect and his consciousness fell into chaos.
The clone stood next to the Qianyuan God's throne on the avenue, and there were figures of Pangu's clone coming from the end of the void in all directions.
…
I don't know how much time passed before Jiang Changsheng's consciousness suddenly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw a barren mountain and river, and he was standing on a cliff.
The world is vast and the cool breeze is cold.
Jiang Changsheng turned around to look. His consciousness was merging with his current body, but he was still unable to observe it with his spiritual mind.
But soon he was attracted by the mountain scenery below the cliff.
So many dry graves!
At a glance, there are mountains and plains, covering thousands of miles. With the cold wind between heaven and earth, the world ahead is so desolate.
Jiang Changsheng's eyes were so sharp that he could clearly see the names on the tombstones.
Jiang Kun, Jiang Zijie, Jiang Wu, Jiang Zhen, Jiang Jue, Jiang Bucry, Jiang Long, Jiang Xun, Jiang Che, Jiang Tianyi, Jiang Han, Jiang Lu...
All have the surname Jiang!
Jiang Xun...
Jiang Changsheng looked at the tomb of the future descendant he expected, and he felt very uncomfortable.
Obviously, this time is not in the ancient immortal world, but in the future.
The first time I met Jiang Xun, Jiang Xun was hunted down by Dimai.
The second time I saw Jiang Xun, he was still struggling to support himself.
Now I saw him for the third time, and what I saw was his tombstone.
In reality, Jiang Xun has not yet been born, but this emotion that spans time and space is also real.
Jiang Changsheng looked towards a peak farther away, where a huge tombstone stood.
Emperor Jiang Lu’s tomb.
This means that all of the Jiang clan are buried here, including Imperial Lineage!
There are at least tens of millions of tombstones in his eyes...
What happened to the Jiang clan?
Jiang Changsheng suddenly thought of the prophecy of the Buddhist Golden Chanzi, which said that one day, the Jiang clan would face a disaster in the future and would have to sacrifice the entire clan. Could it be referring to what he saw now?
Then why did his consciousness travel this time?
Jiang Changsheng jumped down and came to a tombstone. He walked forward and passed by the tombstones of the Jiang clan. He found that there was a stone placed in front of each tombstone, which was transformed by the Eye of the Great Dao.
After the Eye of the Avenue exhausted all its power, it turned into stone, which further confirmed Jiang Changsheng's guess.
He couldn't help but wonder what he was doing in the future, why did he sit back and watch the Jiang clan be exterminated?
Even if the Jiang clan was left to rely on themselves, he would not be able to let all his descendants die miserably.
Every time he passed a tombstone, he could see the vivid descendants of the Jiang clan through their names, which made him feel even heavier.
A few hours later.
Jiang Changsheng stopped. There were also countless tombstones of the Jiang people on the hillside in front of him. There was a middle-aged man in tattered cloth digging a hole in an open space. His hair was disheveled and his breath was weak. Every time he swung the hoe, his body would tremble. It seemed like he would fall down at any moment.
"What are you doing?"
Jiang Changsheng asked, his face expressionless, not showing the emotions in his heart.
The man didn't seem to hear and was still focused on doing his own thing.
Jiang Changsheng had to ask again, but the other party heard this this time, his arms froze, and he turned around tremblingly.
The middle-aged man's face was like a ghost, and his eyes were bloodshot. His eyes fell on Jiang Changsheng through the gaps in his long withered hair.
"Why... why are you here..."
The middle-aged man's voice was sporadic and weak.
He is about to run out of oil, has no magic power at all, and is not even as good as a mortal. He can only rely on one breath to hang on.
Jiang Changsheng said: "You came here for the Jiang clan, what are you doing?"
He had asked for the third time, with a hint of coldness in his tone.
The middle-aged man showed a ferocious smile and said: "Dig your own grave...can't you see..."
After saying that, he withdrew his gaze, turned around and continued to wield the hoe.
Jiang Changsheng asked: "How many people are left in the Jiang clan now?"
"There will be no one soon..."
The middle-aged man said without looking back.
Jiang Changsheng just watched him dig his own grave without interfering.
"The soul is empty, the energy and blood are exhausted...there is no way to recover...what happened to him?"
Jiang Changsheng frowned. Since the other party was also from the Jiang clan, it meant that the Jiang clan's disaster had not passed for a long time.
He could not save the middle-aged man and could only sit back and watch him continue.
Half an hour later, the middle-aged man lay tremblingly in the hole he had dug. As soon as he lay down, he let out a long breath.
It was this breath that completely relaxed his body, and the last trace of life in his whole body was extinguished.
Jiang Changsheng walked to the edge of the pit, waved his sleeves to cover his body with soil, and helped him erect a monument.
The first time he saw the other person, he knew the other person's name. This was the prediction of his own bloodline by the way of cause and effect.
This person's name is Jiang Qi, a very common name.
Jiang Changsheng could feel that his cause and effect during his lifetime were extremely complicated, his fate was ill-fated, and he had suffered countless hardships. Before his death, he did not feel resentful, but felt a sense of relief.
After helping Jiang Qi set up the tombstone, Jiang Changsheng looked up.
"There's something wrong with this world. It's isolated from the void... Is this a prison?"
Jiang Changsheng frowned and thought that he did not jump out of this world rashly.
Under his gaze, a man fell from the sky. The man was wearing broken black armor, with blood stains still on the armor.
As soon as Jiang Changsheng's eyes moved, the man floated towards him and landed at his feet.
The face of the man in black armor was very young, and he still had his Great Eyes open, but his Great Eyes had turned into bloody eyes with no pupils. He was in danger and could die suddenly at any time.
Jiang Changsheng raised his hand, patted him from the air, and treated him.
Every time his will travels, he is obviously possessing someone else. Although this body is not as good as his original body, it still has Daluo's transcendent cultivation. It is not difficult to save the black-armored man.
The black-armored man's soul was not fatally injured, unlike Jiang Qi, who only had one of the three souls left, and the only one left had been hollowed out.
after awhile.
The man in black armor slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Jiang Changsheng, he immediately jumped up and dodged ten feet away, in a fighting posture.
Jiang Changsheng directly revealed his Dao Eye. The black-armored man's eyes widened and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?" the man in black armor asked with a frown.
Jiang Changsheng replied: "I'm just an unknown member of the Jiang Clan. I have been in seclusion and was moved here for some reason. Can you tell me where this is and why there are so many tombs of Jiang Clan children?"
He couldn't figure out what happened. There was a causal power higher than his current cultivation level covering all calculations.
The black-armored man frowned and hummed: "It doesn't matter if you have been in seclusion for long enough. There are countless children of the Jiang clan, and there may not be ascetics like you. And your eyes can't deceive, so I'll tell you."
"This is the former world of the Jiang Clan's Imperial Lineage. With the help of the Jiang Clan's powerful men, it has become a vital place to resist the forces of darkness. However, the forces of darkness have surrounded this world. I am the only remaining Jiang Clan member. I wanted to fight to the death, but I didn’t expect to be saved by you... It seems that you have surpassed the Immortal Emperor."
When he told Jiang Changsheng's cultivation level, the man in black armor showed a mocking look on his face.
Jiang Changsheng asked: "What is the dark power?"
When the man in black armor heard this, his expression became unnatural, and he said: "No one knows where the dark power comes from. The dark power was born in the Great Thousand World. After corroding the Great Thousand World, it began to corrode the countless avenues and voids below. In order to protect the Jiang Clan, In the Taiyi Immortal Realm, countless tribesmen have sacrificed their blood to condense the ancestral eyes to protect this world, but the erosion of the dark power is far beyond our imagination. Even if we stay here, our magic power will continue to dissipate."
Speaking of this, his eyes showed an uncontrollable look of despair.
"When I was born, it was an era of darkness and turmoil. You don't even know how long you have been in seclusion? Which generation are you from?"
(End of chapter)
