The unmatched creature in the abyss sighed. In the end, he still didn't put down the magical shell. He raised his head and blew into the sky, releasing a terrifying sound that seemed to have cleansed the past and present.
However, before starting, he had also released a sigh that carried loneliness, helplessness, and a bit of coldness. It was actually full of extremely complicated emotions.
This type of creature was known as unmatched. How many opponents would he have in the entire heavens and ten thousand realms? He actually revealed this type of weariness. It was shocking!
My fate is up to the heavens, not me!
The words contained terrifying information. Nine Daoyi and the others were first stupefied, and then they felt their scalps go numb. This was truly a bit unimaginable.
The chrysalis was silent, as if it agreed with a certain point of view.
"Wu …"
The magical shell was continuously blown, releasing thirteen types of divine light. In that instant, it resounded through the heavens, startling the deathly stillness of the ancient underworld, disturbing the tranquility of the Celestial Emperor Burial Pit. It also stirred up dust in the four extremes …
At this moment, all realms were horrified.
The magical shell released a wuwu sound. It wasn't ear-piercing, nor was it muffled. On the contrary, it was quite special.
It was like an ancestral immortal was softly chanting, but also like an ancestral devil was muttering. At first, it sounded like an unmatched great dao was about to be comprehended!
However, in a split second, this sound directly made people feel like they were going to explode. Even incomparably powerful creatures felt like their heads were splitting apart, their bodies about to split apart.
One could see great dao chains appear one after another between heaven and earth. They were cracking apart, the scene incomparably terrifying.
It was as if the world was being destroyed. All types of natural laws were about to be obliterated. An era seemed to be ending!
Indeed, in the distant realm, many old monsters were shaken, all of them horrified. A layer of goosebumps appeared all over their bodies, trembling. "Is it about to begin? The great world is about to fall! "
There was even less of a need to talk about the place where things were happening. At the end of the Soul River, it was terrifying beyond compare.
Even those as powerful as Nine Daoyi, the Dog Emperor, and the rotten corpse staggered backwards, almost directly falling onto the ground.
Li Xu and the bald man were no exception. The Black Research Institute's master even more so bled from his seven apertures, his flesh shining as if he was being sacrificed, about to die.
This was still the result of the Emperor Bell and War Spear's protection. Especially the damaged Emperor Bell, symbols filling the sky, forming a complete sparkling 'dao bell'. It descended, covering everyone below.
This finally prevented the tragic death of the master of the Black Blood Research Institute.
However, the sound of the magical conch became louder and louder, causing the emperor bell to ring incessantly. Someone coughed out blood again within the resplendent bell.
Chu Feng took a step forward without hesitation. He stood in front of them, separating them from the abyss. The golden patterns beneath his feet blocked the special ripples of the Great Dao from the magical shell.
In the lower reaches of the Soul River, the stone tablet shone even more brilliantly.
The inscriptions left behind from an unknown era transformed into the most gorgeous beams of light here, interweaving into a platform that became increasingly clear and real.
Above him, a blurry figure was about to appear.
Actually, there was only a pair of feet there.
As for his body, it couldn't be seen or touched. However, it gave off a feeling that there was an expert standing tall in the past, present, and future, existing in the various space-time continuums!
It seemed like he was really going to condense his body and appear here!
Puff!
Below the abyss, that unmatched existence coughed out a mouthful of blood, suddenly raising his head.
The old wounds on his body continued to rupture, and blood flowed out of his mouth and nose. Black blood even flowed out of his ears and eyes.
His heart was beating rapidly as he stared fixedly at the platform constructed of sparkling and translucent runes.
Although others couldn't see or touch it, he possessed supreme divine instincts that could see through certain primordial truths.
"Is he really coming back?"
Even his mind was shaken. As a supreme being, he shouldn't have such emotions. He should be emotionless and indifferent, overlooking the endless space-time, watching as the sea of stars turned to dust and the universe dried up.
But now, he had the primordial emotions of a flesh and blood creature. In his opinion, this was very low level.
He felt his blood run cold. Was he still one of the multitudes of living beings? Was there no difference between him and the myriad of existences?
However, from ancient times until now, the creatures of the various worlds were like ants in his eyes. How could he be on the same level as them?
Standing in the abyss, he muttered, "It's fake, it's definitely not his true body. This is only a method he left behind. Let's destroy the platform and the coordinates so that his true body won't be able to observe this world! "
"Don't act rashly. Wait for him to calm down. Even if the stone tablet is the coordinates, we can't destroy it. " A voice came from the cocoon. It was extremely cautious, but at the same time, it was very solemn.
"But I feel that if we don't stop him, he really might come back." In the abyss, that supreme being revealed part of his true appearance. He had a humanoid torso and a total of eight heads. They were faintly discernible in the primal chaos.
One or two epochs ago, he was revered as the Eight-Headed Supreme. It was unknown what kind of creature he had evolved from.
There was a six-headed beast in the soul river, and it was one of his descendants.
The Eight-Headed Supreme suspected that he had left for too long. If he could find a way back, he would definitely come back regardless of everything!
The cocoon said in a deep voice, "Listen to me. Don't think, don't think, and everything will be fine. Otherwise, you're heavily injured and I haven't finished my transformation. If we go to war, something will definitely happen! "
At this time, the pair of feet on the platform became more and more distinct. There seemed to be a "great dao pond" appearing in the firmament. Primal chaos lightning streaked across, about to tear apart the myriad universes. Something was about to descend.
Who was the most excited right now? Nine Daos One!
Now that his head no longer felt like it was splitting apart, he straightened his back. His lips trembled as he muttered something in an ancient language that normal people couldn't understand.
He seemed to be praying, but it also seemed like he was telling that person what had happened after so many epochs had passed.
At this time, the Eight-Headed Supreme grasped the conch again. He stared at the sparkling rune platform and felt his hair stand on end.
After a short silence, he said, "There's no choice. It's up to the heavens, not me. Perhaps it's time to start a new era. I think … they should be coming."
As he spoke, something indeed appeared.
A blurry ancient path, carrying with it an aura of eternal desolation, extended from the distance, piercing through the void to where he was.
This was a reincarnation path that connected to the ancient underworld.
It had appeared not long ago, but it had disappeared in the end.
Moreover, it was even clearer now than before.
On the ancient path, the boundless darkness and the dense, ominous matter originated from the true underworld!
Chu Feng's pupils shrank. What was he looking at?
At the end of the ancient reincarnation path, there was an indescribable giant and countless gods and devils. Their eyes were empty like corpses, but they were still moving. They were digging and expanding the path.
Apart from that, he also saw a cold and desolate eye. It was like a giant planet, suspended in the land of nothingness and silence.
This scene wasn't unfamiliar to Chu Feng. He had seen it before!
He had seen it in the spatial rift in the foreign realm.
Were there such paths and eyeballs everywhere?
Back then, he and a group of geniuses from the Lesser Netherworld had entered the foreign realm from Dameng Pure Land to train. There, they had been corroded by the gray matter and entangled by ominous matters.
When they finally left, everyone had lost their memories. Only Chu Feng had preserved his memories with the help of the stone jar.
On the way back, he saw an eyeball and a special reincarnation path that was being dug by countless tall gods and devils.
"Now, everything makes sense." His heart was shaken.
Back then, the path that was being dug should have something to do with the ancient underworld. Over the years, the ancient underworld before the Age of Emperors had always been expanding and hadn't truly fallen silent!
However, that gray matter and ominous aura didn't seem to belong to the ancient underworld.
"That's right, be it the Soul River or the Celestial Emperor's Burial Pit, they're all connected by ancient paths. Are they all using the ancient underworld's path to transmit information?"
Chu Feng was greatly shaken.
On the Ancient Reincarnation Road, there was the aura of a supreme being. There was a being approaching from afar, fast to the extreme. In the blink of an eye, it had come from millions of miles away, or even from who knew how many great realms away!
An ominous being shrouded in darkness with a sinister aura appeared and stepped out of the Ancient Reincarnation Circuit.
Buzz!
Almost at the same time, another blurry path appeared. The monster from the Celestial Emperor's Burial Pit had arrived and crawled out of the ancient pit.
It was terrifying and covered in bloody mist. It was thousands of times more malevolent than a malicious ghost and even more terrifying than a Cosmic Realm indescribable.
According to legend, the Celestial Emperor's Burial Pit was extremely strange. The monster that crawled out from there had a boundless and terrifying origin.
At this time, the Martial Madman revealed a strange expression. According to the legend, the founder of their lineage might have crawled out from that strange source!
But why didn't he feel a similar aura?
Could the legend not be trusted?!
"Whoosh!"
A gale suddenly appeared. This was very strange. Why would there be such a strange wind at the Soul River? But it was real.
Finally, people saw a dim path that led to an unknown place. The wind blew from there, stirring up a large area of ashes and terrifying dust.
It was like bone ash, but also like the debris of an indescribable being that had been obliterated!
At this time, Li Xu spoke with a cold voice and a gaze like lightning, "It's connected to the Four Extremes Floating Earth!"
This caused Chu Feng's heart to tremble. That place had actually appeared. Was there a being coming?
One had to know that that place was too terrifying. Back then, he had passed through the Furnace of Time and found out about this place for the first time. He had also heard some words.
"Those who cannot be buried by the heavens are buried in the Four Extremes Floating Earth. Yin and Yang are cut down, and the fire of the Great Void is drawn …"
At that time, Chu Feng felt that something was wrong.
That was because at that time, when he was clairvoyant inside the stone jar, he actually saw a black handprint on his body. It was truly somewhat terrifying.
"Back then, they really thought highly of me. The undying monster under the Four Extremes Floating Earth placed a curse on me. Heh!" Li Xu spoke. This was equivalent to revealing part of the truth of what had happened to him back then.
In prehistoric times, he had also obtained the Furnace of Time. It was said that this thing was inauspicious and that those who possessed it would never have a good ending.
In the end, Li Black Hand couldn't escape misfortune.
However, he was still very heaven-defying and reappeared in the world.
No being walked out of the Four Extremes Floating Earth. Only the wind blew along a blurry tunnel, bringing up dust and ashes. It was eerie and bone-chilling.
Vaguely, people could feel that this Four Extremes Floating Earth was even more terrifying and mysterious than the other places.
"So it's because of that cremation furnace." Nine Daoyi glanced at Li Xu and spoke like this. Then, he stared at the path formed by the Four Extremes Floating Earth and said, "They should all be burned to dregs. If they aren't completely burned, they'll always want to come out and cause trouble!"
This kind of words made people horrified and speechless. What exactly was under the so-called Four Extremes Floating Soil?!
Was it a corpse or a few corpses that should be cremated?!
What era did he or they belong to? Where did they come from? What kind of roots did they have?!
Today, Chu Feng could be considered to have broadened his horizons. In a short moment, he learned some secrets.
Now, there were beings coming from the ancient underworld. There were also monsters crawling out from the Celestial Emperor Burial Pit. Even the Four Extremes Floating Earth was blowing out cold winds. It was truly shocking.
Chu Feng recalled some of the scenes he saw on the stone jar when it shone back then. In that extremely ancient era, there were ultimate beings and emperors who were dragged away or pulled underground, only leaving behind a pool of blood on the great earth.
Were all of these … the actions of the most powerful Ominous Creature, the source of all mysteries?!
Today, he wanted to see clearly. Were all of these places going to gather?
However, the beings from the source of the ominous that were terrifying to the heavens in his eyes and had shocked the myriad of worlds for who knew how many epochs were now silent.
After seeing the stone tablet and the pair of feet, they were visibly moved. Even the path beneath their feet rumbled and was about to break.
"You shouldn't have blown the conch to summon us," said the being shrouded in darkness in the ancient underworld.
"I had no choice but to summon you. I feel that this coordinate is sending out a message. One day, that person will return because of this," the Eight-Headed Supremacy said in a low voice.
Rumble!
Runes gathered at the stone tablet, forming a pair of feet on the platform. They seemed more and more real, as if they could sense a person condensing there.
"Let him rest. Let's not act rashly. Let's go!"
Said the being from the ancient underworld.
"Roar!" At the same time, the monster in the Celestial Emperor Burial Pit also roared and actually wanted to retreat.
"That's not up to you and me. You guys use your heart to sense it. I feel that my instincts won't be wrong," the Eight-Headed Supremacy growled.
At this moment, there seemed to be a response from the dark. Everything had a thought, and there would be a response!
In an unknown place in the endless outer realms, there was a lightning bolt in the eyes and a great dao pond sprinkling divine light. It was like the most powerful heavenly tribulation since the creation of the world, the Falling Soul River.
Boom!
It actually covered several supreme beings!
"Go!"
In an instant, their expressions changed. They didn't resist and instead retreated in unison. They went deep into the abyss and pierced through the primal chaos, appearing in an unfathomable land.
Even so, the Eight-Headed Supremacy was still coughing up blood. The old wounds all over his body had relapsed, and his entire body was covered in blood.
The being from the ancient underworld was covered in darkness aura. He kept retreating, leaving behind some black blood on the ground.
"Is he really coming back? I feel that he is indeed condensing! "said the monster in the Celestial Emperor Burial Pit.
They were all shaken.
"No. If that person's true body can quickly return, it definitely won't be like this," a voice came from the silkworm chrysalis.
In the four extremes floating earth, a voice was transmitted along with the yin wind. "Back then, that person roamed through many space-times, manifesting in various eras. What we are experiencing now is the aura he left behind. Now that he is condensing, it still isn't him!"
However, there were still some among them who felt that one day, that person would reappear, and return!
"For now, don't think too much about it. Let him rest on his own. Otherwise, we might be guiding him back, helping him step on the path of return!" someone said.
"Since that's the case, let's enter that place and offer sacrifices to the heavens. Let's see what the future holds and what we should do next. I feel that perhaps it's time to start a new era! "The being from the ancient underworld was very domineering.
In the end, they disappeared. With the help of a special artifact, they entered an indistinct area and began some kind of ceremony, setting up an ancient altar.
Rumble!
The heavens fell and the earth split apart. Bloody light drowned out everything.
Fortunately, this place was truly isolated from the world, transcending beyond the myriad worlds. All sounds and sights could only be seen here.
A piece of yellow paper was burning, fluttering down from the sky.
The Eight-Headed Supremacy's eyes were faint. He quickly reached out and caught the remnant paper that was about to turn into ashes.
"The new era is about to begin. It's time to end it. This time, it's the Gray Great Sacrifice!" He lowered his head to look at the yellow paper. His voice was calm, but it actually carried a trace of trembling.
"As expected, the Gray Era has arrived!" the being from the ancient underworld said.
"When the aura left behind by that person outside is restrained, it will naturally dissipate and completely return to silence. Then, we will begin!" the Eight-Headed Supremacy said.
"Everything will come to an end. The Gray Great Sacrifice has finally arrived!" Even the calmer silkworm chrysalis said.
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