Before coming to the Ruins of God, Ji Tianxing had learned about the legends of the Ruins of God.
From then on, he had an idea.
He wanted to enter the Ruins of God and see if there were any Kenshin tombs!
The Old Man of the Ruins of God had told him that any god that was born in this world would leave behind a tomb after they died.
This made him even more determined, and he could not wait to verify it.
Rustle … Rustle … Rustle …
Ji Tianxing lowered his head and hunched his back as he climbed up the mountain with difficulty.
Soon, he arrived in front of a black tomb.
This tomb was clearly larger than the Battlegod Tombs from before, and its aura was even more ancient and majestic.
The black tomb was a hundred meters wide and was built from thousands of giant black stones.
In front of the tomb, there was not only an altar, but also a tombstone that was thirty meters tall.
Ji Tianxing stared at the tombstone and read the rows of grey-white ancient characters.
"Yu Liumiao came from an ancient clan in the Shenwu Continent, the Qianliu Clan.
He became a god in three thousand years and ascended to the higher realms, where he was bestowed the title of True God.
During the Ancient War of the Gods, he led the Qianliu Clan's martial gods and warriors to fight against the demons.
In the end, Yu Liumiao and the three hundred warriors of the Qianliu Clan all died in the Ancient War of the Gods … "
After reading the ancient characters on the tombstone, Ji Tianxing frowned, and his expression became solemn.
In his heart, he naturally felt a sense of respect for him.
"No wonder this tomb can be located halfway up the mountain. It's clearly different from the other Battlegod Tombs.
This was an ancient god that surpassed the Martial God realm and ascended to the higher realms to become a True God.
During the Ancient War, this True God led the tribe's people and powerhouses to fight without any regard for their own safety. In the end, all of them died in battle.
Such a touching experience is indeed worthy of the respect of the future generations! "
Ji Tianxing bowed to Yu Liumiao's tomb to express his respect.
After all, he had led the humans of the Tian Xuan Continent to fight to the death against the demons' invasion.
After a while, Ji Tianxing focused his mind and began to use his heart to sense the tomb.
He tried to use his mind to communicate with the Tomb of the God of Sin. He wanted to see if there were any remnants of Yu Liugao's power or inheritance in the tomb.
This was the first time he had attempted to communicate with the Tomb of the Gods ever since he had entered the Mausoleum of the Gods.
At first, he felt that the Tomb of the God of Sin was cold and gloomy, and it was filled with the aura of loneliness and death.
But a quarter of an hour later, his mind suddenly sensed an obscure fluctuation hidden in the depths of the Divine Tomb.
It was an extremely cold and concealed fluctuation of divine power.
Unfortunately, after 30,000 years, that divine power was already very weak.
Ji Tianxing sensed for a while and sensed that the divine power was about to dissipate, so he simply gave up.
The facts proved that the Old Man of the Divine Ruins was right. There were indeed remnants of divine power or divine dao inheritances in some divine tombs.
However, Ji Tianxing did not intend to refine that weak divine power.
He left Yu Liugao's tomb and continued to climb to the top of the mountain.
Time passed silently. His body became more and more crooked, and his footsteps became more and more staggered. Moving became more and more difficult.
However, he relied on his strong willpower to stubbornly hold on.
A full eight hours had passed, but he had only taken eight thousand steps and passed by a dozen or so ancient tombs.
Almost all of the tombs had Ancient Gods buried in them, and they had all ascended to the Upper Realm.
Moreover, these Gods all had the titles of 'True God' and 'Celestial God.'
Ji Tianxing did not waste any more energy on sensing the Tomb of the God of Sin.
He stared at the grandest tombs on the top of the mountain and slowly climbed closer and closer.
… …
The Old Man of the Divine Ruins still stood at the base of the mountain.
Under the black cloak, his turbid eyes opened and stared at Ji Tianxing's figure.
"This kid doesn't care about the Martial God's Tomb or the True God's Tomb.
He clearly communicated with a True God's Tomb before, but he gave up on refining divine power.
What does he want to do? Could it be that he already has a goal and wants to reach the summit? "
The Old Man of the Divine Ruins silently muttered, a hint of anticipation flashing through his turbid eyes.
"In the past three thousand years, nine geniuses have entered the Divine Ruins, but only two were able to reach halfway up the mountain.
The woman from two thousand years ago could only come into contact with the True God's Tomb and refined the divine power of an ancient True God.
This kid Ji Tianxing is even more outstanding than that woman. He can actually come into contact with the True God's Tomb.
He still wants to climb to the summit, but this old man has guarded the Divine Ruins for thousands of years, and no one has been able to reach the summit.
I don't know if he can create a miracle. "
Thinking of this, the Old Man of the Divine Ruins' eyes became deeper and more dazzling.
… …
In the Cemetery of the Gods, there was a deathly silence.
Only Ji Tianxing's panting and heavy footsteps could be heard in the cemetery.
A full twelve hours passed.
He was about to reach the summit and was still a few dozen steps away from the huge black tomb.
At this time, he was almost exhausted and his face was as pale as paper.
He was sweating profusely, his clothes and robes drenched, and his hair was a bit messy.
"Huff … Huff … Huff …"
He panted violently, lowered his head, and moved his feet towards the tomb.
The distance between the two continued to shrink. Eighty steps, seventy steps, sixty steps …
Half an hour later, Ji Tianxing crossed a few hurdles with difficulty and flipped over a protruding rock bush before finally arriving in front of the tomb.
This was close to the highest point of the cemetery.
Ji Tianxing looked around and saw that there were only four Divine Tombs of this size on the entire mountain peak.
There was no doubt that the god buried in this tomb was one of the most powerful gods.
However, when he saw the Tomb of the Gods clearly, he was stunned on the spot.
He had originally thought that an ancient god was buried in this tomb and that it had a history of more than thirty thousand years.
However, upon closer inspection, he discovered that this tomb was not that old, and it did not have an ancient aura.
Compared to the tombs of the True Gods halfway up the mountain, this tomb seemed very 'new' and was clearly a tomb from the modern era.
'A god that can be buried here must be stronger than a' Sky God '.
Aside from Kenshin, when did such a powerhouse appear in the Shenwu Continent in the past few thousand years?
Could this be Kenshin's tomb? '
Ji Tianxing was full of doubts, but he still felt a trace of anticipation as he looked at the one hundred and fifty meter tall stone tablet.
There were a few lines of large golden words carved into the tablet.
'White Dragon, from the Heaven End Divine Nation, was born in the 26520th year of the Shenwu calendar. The first half of his life was ordinary.
In the 28500th year of the Shenwu calendar, he followed his master, Kenshin, and ascended to the higher realms. 450 years later, he was conferred the title of 'White Dragon God'.
500 years later, he fell in a battle between gods … '
When Ji Tianxing finished reading the few lines of words, his eyes widened. His face was filled with shock and astonishment.
He had never imagined that a god that had fallen a thousand years ago would be buried in this modern tomb.
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