An extremely old and furless black dog with murky tears in its old eyes carried the emperor's corpse on its back, trying its best to straighten its hunched back.
"This life … doesn't have much time left. I want to bring you back."
This was its wish. How could such a powerful Celestial Emperor die? It wanted him to come back to life.
However, it didn't have much time left. If it didn't fight for the last time, it might never have another chance.
Old wounds were difficult to heal. Coupled with the fact that its vitality had already dried up, it only had a short journey left in its declining life.
Time was like a knife that would eventually cut everything.
It couldn't hold on any longer, but it really wanted to see his Extraordinary Invincible Body return. It wanted to see him break the Soul River with a roar, and see him punch the Four Extremities Floating Earth … The glorious years would reappear.
While it was on its way, something broke through the air and blocked its path.
"Huh?!" The black dog stopped in its tracks, its pupils dilating.
A rotting hand weakly passed through space, bringing an animal skin book to its eyes.
"As long as you're alive, there's still hope. As long as you're still here and haven't returned to dust, in the future … there might be a turning point. Work hard and endure, both of us will live."
There weren't many words, but there was a heavy sense of worry and concern in the vicissitudes of life, as well as a reluctance to leave this world. He advised the black dog not to be impulsive.
The hand looked a little fat, perhaps swollen. It was greyish-black and smelled rotten. It was unbearable to look at. What kind of disaster had it gone through, but it was still stubbornly alive.
The black dog was a little stunned at the sight of the hand. It was about to bare its teeth, but in the end, there was only sadness.
In the chaos, a man without a right hand sat there weakly and sighed. "If you choose to go, I'll go with you and fight in the Soul River's Ultimate Land again. But, you dog, you have to work hard to stay alive."
The people of the past … were all dead. There weren't many left. War after war that concerned the survival of the worlds had drained the vitality of their generation, and they were covered in wounds.
It was an unimaginable sacrifice, but not many people knew about it now.
How many heroes had withered, leaving behind only ruins.
The black dog's eyes were red. The animal skin book that its rotting hands had brought with it was filled with the years of the past, as well as its reluctance to leave this world. If they were alive, they were the final proof and traces left behind by the people of that generation. If they were to die, then there would be nothing left, and even the traces would be completely erased.
What glory was there to talk about? Even if it had existed, it would be buried in the dust of history and forgotten by the later generations.
"But I still want to go … I want to fight again. I'm not satisfied!" The black dog roared at the sky. Although it was emaciated, it held its head high.
It carried the emperor corpse on its back. It turned around to look at the rotting hand and the beast skin book, and then took a step forward with difficulty.
…
At the end of the Soul River, in the world behind the door.
After the man in the black light activated the clock piece and bronze, he became quiet. Whether it was to release the news or to find someone to take the blame, he actually had no intention of harming anyone.
What was he trying to do? He wanted to stir up a big matter and threaten the soul river. If they didn't give him any benefits, he would fight a bloody battle to the end and cripple this place!
At this stage, the Soul River seemed very unwilling to start a war.
He found someone to be the scapegoat, or rather, he pulled someone along with him. He wanted to subdue the enemy without a fight and intimidate the creatures in the Soul River.
"That dog … that emperor won't live for long." He sighed softly.
If he could find the medicine that the dog wanted, it might change many things. The fates of the dead might even be reshaped. The effects would be far-reaching and boundless. It might even shake the foundations of the past and present.
As for those people and those things, he had heard of them before. He was one of the few who knew the truth. When he was young, he yearned for it greatly. His blood surged, and he set that resplendent world as his goal.
At this stage, he sighed.
The white crow was communicating with him through sound transmission. He lowered his stance slightly and said that he would give him two ancestral talisman papers and let him leave immediately.
"Are you trying to get rid of a beggar? I want a hundred, and you're giving me two? Dead duck! "
The man in the black light raised his eyebrows, and divine light shot out from his pupils. He held the long metal piece that had fallen off the bronze coffin and was about to strike it.
The white crow's expression was gloomy. How many years had passed? How many epochs had passed? Where would he find a hundred of those talisman papers?
Even if he rummaged through all the reincarnation pits that existed, were broken, were buried, and disappeared, he wouldn't even be able to find a hundred!
"You are making things difficult for me. Where am I going to find them for you? I have already expressed my sincerity. Are you sure … you want to fight?!"
The white crow's expression was cold to the extreme. His two wings released a blinding white light, as if a deathly white sun was burning and releasing a destructive substance.
"You dare not speak properly with me again?!" The man in the black light was ridiculously domineering. He threatened him face to face like this, and he even took action.
Symbols extended out from the long bronze piece in his hand. He used energy to construct an indistinct bronze coffin, and the coffin lid was the first to form.
With a hong sound, he smashed the coffin lid over, directly smacking the powerful and intimidating white crow.
The white crow was furious. How many years had it been since someone dared to make a move against him like this? Today, he was provoked again and again.
"Don't take my patience for the greater good and treat it as weakness. When I massacred all the worlds in the past, I didn't even know where your master was!
While speaking, the white crow's body didn't change. It was still a foot long, but its wings shone and the feathers on them rose sharply. They were like a hundred thousand heavenly swords, ringing loudly.
Then, all the white feathers turned into rainbows, all of them as thick as mountains. They pierced through the void and pierced forward. They were comparable to heavenly spears, incomparably sharp.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
An ear-piercing sound rang out. The white feathers released blinding light, turning into heavenly spears. They all pierced forward, and even the soul rivers were boiling and burning.
Every feather formed a spear point, carrying a sea of soul force. They surged and surged like a sea of stars. It was shocking!
However, all of the feathers were … blocked by the coffin lid!
The bronze coffin lid was like a world-suppressing demonic mountain. It pressed down, blocking all things, covering the world, and blocking the hundred thousand flying feathers.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Great dao fiery light splashed out, order breaking apart. This place became chaotic, space and time even caving in.
"Damn duck, there's something wrong with your state!"
The male in the dark light carried the coffin lid, directly pressing over. He walked up step by step, forcing his way to the high ground ahead, overlooking the white crow.
On the white crow's tail, a special feather shone, rising sharply like a phoenix feather. It led to the limits of the soul river, connecting to a certain ultimate place!
At this time, the aura on its body became different, as if it immediately increased a great deal.
Its face was cold as it said, "Don't force me. If you really force my complete body to appear, the consequences will be unimaginable. I won't return until the heavens are dyed in blood!"
Then, it relaxed its expression and said, "What exactly do you want?"
"What exactly do I want?" The black hair of the male in the dark light danced in the wind. His entire face was white, his eyes incomparably sharp, his heroic spirit pressing down, and his powerful aura explosively increased, "From a long-term perspective, I want to flatten you all, overturn the floating earth of the four extremes, bury the world's burial pit, and sort out the ancient reincarnation road before the Age of Collapse of Emperors, and … never mind, I don't want to go too far."
In the distance, the white crow was dumbfounded. Even a creature like it felt that the man in the dark light had gone crazy. What was he thinking?! Had he lost his mind!
After a sigh, the man in the dark light was no longer so powerful, and somewhat gloomy, he said, "And right now, I only want her to live!"
He lowered his head, looking at a dim petal that had already withered, leaving only a faint fragrance.
What future, what general trend? If he couldn't even protect the people around him, couldn't even protect a beauty that was trying her best to keep up with his footsteps, then what qualifications did he have to talk about breaking out of this situation and changing the world?
Thinking of this, the man in the dark light pressed forward like a mountain, saying, "I only want her to live. I've said it many times, give me another hundred ancestral talisman papers, are you going to give them or not?!"
This negotiation … could no longer continue.
Encountering a madman, this was the rhythm of … the crow's death, the white crow was so angry that it wanted to curse.
However, due to a certain concern, it did not want to cause the ultimate earthquake in the depths of the Soul River. Right now, it wanted to focus on calming down all the unstable factors.
It took a deep breath, and said, "If you want a person to reincarnate, one talisman paper is enough. Why do you need so many?"
"The person is no longer here, the corpse has rotted into dust, the soul has turned into light rain, who will use the talisman paper? How can one be enough? " The man in the dark light opened his mouth, his voice was low, "I want more. I want to use the remaining supreme power of the ancestral talisman paper to once again condense a strand of her soul. Perhaps, I can create something out of nothing, and let her return!"
The white crow's eyes were not friendly, and there was coldness in the depth of his eyes. She was already dead, and her soul was gone, yet you still want to mess around, and still want to talk about reincarnation?
No wonder he wanted a hundred pieces of ancestral talisman paper. He wanted to borrow the supreme power of the legendary person to create something out of nothing. This was no longer a matter of dao and creation, it was indescribable and incomprehensible.
The white crow clenched its teeth. This was not realistic, even the Soul River could not provide it. The ancestral talisman paper left behind by that person was almost used up. So many years had passed, how could there be so many left?
Even in the various worlds, some unimaginable old fellows had some in their hands, but even all of them added up would not be enough.
Moreover, who would take them out?
The white crow said, "You have to understand, we indeed do not have many. Back then, we were not on good terms with that person, and we did not want to have any contact with him. These were obtained from the later generations, they cannot satisfy you."
"What a nice way of putting it. Not on good terms? Not willing to have contact? You are the ones hiding, not daring to come out! "The man in the dark light taunted.
The white crow was furious. That was an indescribable period of time. The Soul River was isolated from the outside world for some reason, and fell into a crisis. In addition to that person's appearance, the Soul River became even quieter.
It said coldly, "That person's strength is something we all admit, but it doesn't mean that we are invincible, that we cannot fight. It is because of our own problems. Back then, the source of the Soul River changed."
Its words were extremely cold, and also extremely apathetic. "Anyone needs time to grow. Back then, if not for the Soul River changing, do you believe that the Soul River's strength would not be able to stop anyone?!"
"However, that person rose up, what could you all do? Later on, he was still messing with you all, also searching for the limits of the underworld, wanting to burn the earth of the four extremes. If not for an even more pressing reason, leaving in a hurry, I reckon that even your father would have long become a dead duck, the existences behind your clan would have already breathed their last and kicked their legs! "
"You can be insolent, you can act impudently towards me, but there are some existences that cannot be slandered by you, cannot be humiliated. They are unmatched, truly overlooking the endless ages, watching as great eras change one after another. Even if that person returned, he still wouldn't be able to pacify them!"
"What a joke, do you dare to use the special altar of the Soul River's ultimate land? Use it to burn the dao, burn the ancestral talisman paper, chant that person's name, provoke that person, and see if he would come back and destroy you all!"
"Heavenly Emperor level existences are very strong, but no matter how great a person is, even if he defies the heavens and earth, even if he messes up the river of time, he still can't change the true general trend. It's not like there haven't been such existences before. Before the Age of Emperor Collapse, heh, it was truly dazzling, but the blood was also very cold. Incomparably great experts, they were still all … killed!" The White Crow said coldly.
"Don't talk nonsense, I just want to ask, do you dare to use that altar of yours to summon that person back!?" The man in the black light said.
"He has long disappeared, there has been no news of him for many years. Many people have been looking for him, but they have all failed, and have long since lost contact," the White Crow said indifferently.
"Fine, he has disappeared, and we won't look for him anymore. Do you dare to awaken the Heavenly Emperor who fought in this battle back then? Let's fight again! "The man in the black light said.
"You seem to know some things?" The White Crow revealed a look of surprise, and at the same time a little apprehensive. There were some secrets that perhaps even the survivors of the battle back then didn't know completely.
"I also know that back then, it wasn't just your Soul River Ultimate Land that acted, there were other things that emerged from the ancient underworld, monsters that crawled out of the Heavenly Emperor Burial Pit!" The man in the black light said coldly.
"Who are you really? With your identity, with your age, it's impossible for you to come into contact with these things! "The White Crow was really a little apprehensive.
"I'm one of those who delivered your funeral bell!" The man in the black light replied coldly.
"Then there's nothing more to say, let's fight!" The White Crow said coldly.
It retreated by itself, a special feather on its tail that was as dazzling as the plume of a phoenix, no longer pure white, but emitted a strange demonic light.
At the same time, it was like a nine-colored mother gold chain, locking it up and bringing it flying backwards, about to enter the Soul River Ultimate Land.
However, it didn't completely disappear, only retreating far enough, and then ordered, "Kill him!"
In fact, the man in the black light made the first move the moment it retreated. The great bell smashed over in a long and drawn-out manner.
The White Crow trembled violently, its whole body covered in multicolored light to resist.
Buzz!
At the same time, many creatures appeared in this short moment!
The riverside of the Soul River was no longer a sandy land, but a low karst cave. All kinds of densely packed insects swarmed out, pouncing toward the black light.
These insects were similar to the ones that had previously crawled in and out of the rotting flesh of the Great Universe level beings.
Each insect was as long as a finger, and they tore through space, leaving behind long tails of light that carried dense ominous matter. It was as if tens of thousands of arrows had shot out in unison, exploding space!
"Kill!"
The great bell instantly covered the sky!
It covered all the insects and collected them inside. Then, the man rang the bell!
Rumble!
Inside, the Divinity Granules boiled, the ancestral dao substance surged, and all the insects wailed in anguish, struggling incessantly. Each of them overflowed with endless divine energy, and they were actually ridiculously powerful.
However, what did they encounter this time? The emperor's bell!
Even though it was damaged and only the size of a palm, they couldn't resist this kind of vibration. With a bang, all of the insects exploded into pieces in the end.
"Heavenly Insect Nine Transformations, Cocoon Rebirth!"
Shouted the White Crow in the distance. It was controlling the swarm of insects.
Weng weng weng!
The void trembled and then exploded. Many more powerful insects flew out from the karst cave, all of them carrying light cocoons. These were ancestral insects of an even more powerful level.
There weren't as many as before, but they were definitely several times more powerful. They actually disturbed time. They were merely insects, yet they were entangled by time fragments.
What level of creature was this? If the outside world knew of this, they would definitely gasp.
"Is this the initial form of a calamity insect that can slaughter the world?" the man in the black light said softly.
But he didn't care about these things and attacked again. He suddenly shook the bell, and the bell waves swept out like 108,000 sword lights. They immediately caused the void to explode.
Not far away, the Soul River also exploded, and the soul light of many powerful beings appeared. They were screaming and wailing, and each wave contained a powerful soul.
Chi chi!
Many insect cocoons trembled lightly, and then they released terrifying insect cries.
Now, those burning souls rose from the Soul River, turning into pure soul matter. They were all guided over and absorbed by the heavy cocoons.
"Could it be that you still want to break out of the cocoon and transform into butterflies? Die! "The man in the black light shouted.
A light shout sounded. The space between his brows shone, activating the two weapons in his hands, blasting the area in front of him. All types of cocoons shattered, howling in grief. Endless ancestral insects died.
However, there were a few ancestral insects that attached themselves to the Undying Karst Cave that survived. They were silvery-white and intimidating, not about to turn into butterflies.
"Maggots! Not all insects can turn into butterflies, because there are maggots! Worthy of being the filthy things nurtured at the end of the Soul River. "The man in the black light mocked.
"Shut up!"
The White Crow said coldly, his gaze intimidating. That man was too sarcastic. How could he be a maggot? This was the initial form of a calamity insect, currently in the process of evolution.
As expected, there were insects that didn't die. In that instant, their auras erupted, frantically absorbing the power of the Soul River, as well as devouring the energy and nutrients of their companions that exploded around them.
The insects that were left behind were especially powerful, all types of terrifying irregular scenes curling about their bodies. It was as if stellar rivers were splitting apart, solar stars exploding, the cosmos sinking.
They were evolving towards the final form of a calamity insect!
Legend had it that there were ten types of calamity insects in this world, all of them possessing world slaughtering power. Once they turned into complete bodies, they were immeasurable, able to kill dragons for food, devour the sun and moon as nutrients.
"Hiding in the darkness, if you aren't maggots, then what are you? All of you, die!" The man in the black light shouted.
Several insects screamed crazily. They rushed at each other, devouring each other, wishing to advance to the very peak, become the only one!
However, this time, the man in the black light was incomparably cold. His hands seemed to have become transparent, activating endless power. Meanwhile, the two weapons in his hands had truly revived, to the extent where it could even be said that they were revived!
Hong!
If God obstructs, slay God! If Buddha obstructs, slay Buddha!
The heavens collapsed and the earth split apart. Endless howls sounded from the soul river, time itself becoming chaotic, as if the past and present were reversed.
Forget about the fact that these weren't even the final form of calamity insects, even if the source of the ten great calamity insects came, it still wouldn't be enough. The two weapons revived, blasting everything apart.
Peng!
When only two of the insects were left, they exploded, even the cave behind them collapsing, turning into nothingness. That was the bug nest, rich dao ancestor matter, but in the end, it still turned into ashes.
However, the man in the black light still felt a bit of restraining fear. This soul river was too special, the ancestral insects raised here could actually evolve so quickly.
If he didn't kill them, could it be that a true ultimate calamity insect would appear in such a short amount of time?
Honglong!
The man in the black light didn't stop. The two revived weapons were still activated, powerfully blasting forward, blasting the white crow's body.
"Ah …"
The white crow's wings moved, dazzling silver light surging, but it was still seriously injured. White feathers flew about, its body dyed in blood.
If not for its special tail feather absorbing special matter from the ultimate land, as well as guiding over unmatched soul light, quickly protecting its body, it would have most likely exploded.
"You are forcing me!" The white crow was furious.
In the depths of the soul river, where the ultimate calamity earth was, terrifying fluctuations were released. Heaven and earth were about to collapse, strange and inauspicious matter surging like a tide, drowning out this place.
"Are you going to return it or not?!" It shouted.
At this moment, anyone could tell that there really was something wrong with the soul river. It was angered to the extreme, but at the last moment, it was still trying to avoid aggravating the situation.
"Bring over the ancestral symbol papers!" The man in the black light said coldly.
"Here, there are only four, all of them are yours, go!" The white crow said through clenched teeth.
In that instant, several especially simple and unadorned papers flew over, entering the black light. They were simple and ordinary, only a jar engraved on them.
What did it look like? A milk jar? It was because one could vaguely make out a pure and immature smiling face, accompanying it there.
The corners of the man in the black light twitched. This was what was drawn on the ancestral symbol papers?! That person really was...
However, soon after, his expression became serious again, recalling a few legends. The happier that youth was in his youth, the more sorrowful he became later on.
Perhaps, in that person's heart, only a carefree childhood was the happiest moment of his life.
Therefore, when that person carved the ancestral symbol papers, he directly left behind that eternal period of time in his heart, entrusted his emotions, and forgot about his worries.
Thinking of this, he looked at the ancestral symbol papers again. They were no longer graffiti, nor were they playful and mischievous works, but they were incomparably heavy, so heavy that one could not breathe.
Although it looked like a childish smile, it hid great sorrow, and an endless heavy aura assaulted one's face.
A person's loneliness, a person's long journey, only leaving behind a final legend, never to be seen again.
"No, you guys still have more, take them all out, at least ten!" The man in the black light shouted.
The white crow had had enough, the man in the black light was too strong, too hateful, even more despicable than the black dog in the past, wanting to snatch everything it saw.
It really wanted to say, what is your relationship?
Fortunately, after so many years, it finally could not see that dog again, it should be dead! The white crow let out a long sigh.
"Woof!" In the void, a dog was approaching, sneezing madly along the way.
"Who is showing me such malice, such strong malice, see if I don't bite you to death!" The black dog ran on its hind legs, its copper bell-like eyes shining, and its bald tail raised high.
"Is it an illusion?!" The white crow was suspicious, it had a feeling that something bad was about to happen, it was extremely ominous.
However, this made it feel a little absurd, wasn't their place the source of the ominous? Strange!
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