Chapter 1782
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"Let's go!"
The Heartless Man called out to Ye Xuan and quickly entered the ancient path of the starry sky. The other taboos followed closely behind.
"You and I will travel together."
Ye Xuan called out to the Master of Human Dao and the two of them entered the ancient path of the starry sky.
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The ancient path of the starry sky was bleak!
It was a mottled and incomplete ancient path. Faint starlight grew under everyone's feet and gathered to form a starry sky path that stretched as far as the eye could see.
Woo woo woo!
Suddenly, when Ye Xuan stepped onto the ancient path of the starry sky, he heard bleak and sorrowful cries. The indistinct cries made Ye Xuan's heart tremble and a sour feeling surged in his heart.
"Be careful, this is the mourning of an ancient war soul. Don't be disturbed by it or a great terror will grow and take your life." The Heartless Man hurriedly transmitted a message to Ye Xuan and reminded him of the dangers of the ancient path of the starry sky.
"The ancient war soul is mourning?"
Ye Xuan muttered and the sour feeling in his heart grew stronger. He seemed to understand the cries. Although his soul trembled and became unstable, it did not cause him any harm.
Ye Xuan's intuition told him that he did not believe the Heartless Man's advice. Instead, he listened carefully to the indistinct cries and a sorrowful and lonely feeling appeared around him.
"Cultivate my war soul and kill my way to the Nine Heavens. Heaven and Earth weep blood. My soul will not be destroyed!"
"Heaven and Earth are heartless. All living beings suffer. Sprinkle my divine blood on the Heavens and use my divine bones to help the next life."
"Kill!"
Sorrowful cries continued to ring in Ye Xuan's ears and blurry figures walked past him.
Heaven and Earth weep blood. Heaven and Earth weep blood. That was the spilling of the blood of the predecessors. That was the birth of eternal sorrow.
Advance courageously and kill your way to the Nine Heavens. Even if you die, your soul will be destroyed. The war soul will live on forever!
The ancient war drums were beating and countless living beings were roaring. The Heavens were stained with blood and corpses fell like meteors. However, their unwilling and sorrowful cries resounded in the eternal universe.
Did I cry?
Suddenly, Ye Xuan woke up with a start. A teardrop flowed out from the corner of his eye. He wiped it away in astonishment, and his entire person froze on the spot.
Ye Xuan had already forgotten how long it had been since he had shed tears. He had long forgotten the feeling of tears, but now he was actually crying?
Why am I crying?
Why am I sad?
At this moment, Ye Xuan was asking himself why he felt so sad and sorrowful.
"Ah!"
All of a sudden!
Ye Xuan felt a sharp pain in his Sea of Consciousness, causing him to scream out in pain. He staggered as he clutched his head and screamed in pain.
"What's wrong with you?" Human Dao Master was shocked.
"I already told him not to be disturbed by the cries of the Ancient Battle Soul, but he didn't believe me. At this moment, the Battle Soul's will is corroding his soul. He's going to be in big trouble." The Heartless Man said resentfully.
The Heartless Man had hoped that Ye Xuan would be of great use to her in the Ancient Deadland, but she did not expect that before they even entered the Ancient Deadland, Ye Xuan would be in big trouble.
What were Ancient Battle Souls?
They were living beings who had died in the Ancient Era. Although their souls were scattered, their indestructible wills existed on the Ancient Path, and even the Chaotic Universe could not erase them.
Their wills existed forever, and they had no emotions. They were only left with the sorrow and pain of the past, which would affect anyone who came here.
If one could not withstand the eternal sorrow of the Ancient Battle Souls, one's soul would shatter. Even taboo figures would die without exception.
"Why does it feel so familiar?"
"Who am I?"
"Where am I?"
"Ah!"
Ye Xuan screamed in pain. The cries of the Ancient Battle Souls grew louder and louder, and many images flashed past his mind.
Ye Xuan had never seen these images before. It was as if they were born in his mind out of thin air, but they were extremely familiar to him.
"Ye Xuan, wake up!" The Human Dao Master shouted coldly, hoping to wake Ye Xuan up.
"It's useless. He's being invaded by the Ancient Battle Soul's will. Unless he can withstand it, no one can save him." The Heartless Man frowned.
Ye Xuan was in trouble, and the other taboo figures looked at him coldly, especially the Undying Heaven Lord. He looked at Ye Xuan with a sinister and smug look.
If Ye Xuan died here, he would not have to kill Ye Xuan with his own hands. Although Ye Xuan was unwilling to die like this, the Undying Heaven Lord knew why he was here.
Killing Ye Xuan was only one of his goals. His real goal was to enter the Primordial Battlefield and find the legendary Aeon Strange Flower.
Only by obtaining the Aeon Strange Flower would he have the chance to become a living person again. According to Prison, if he could obtain the Aeon Strange Flower, he could become a person like Prison.
The Undying Heaven Lord was in awe of Prison's strength. Prison was an existence that he could only look up to. Even if he had turned into a taboo, he would still tremble in fear when facing Prison. It was as if Prison could consign him to eternal damnation with just a glance.
"Let's go!"
The Primal Chaos Divine Sovereign coldly glanced at Ye Xuan, then took the lead to fly along the ancient path of the starry sky. The other taboos also went on their way. As for Ye Xuan's life or death, it was naturally none of their business.
Of course, many of these taboo figures had different thoughts about Ye Xuan, and some even wanted to kill him.
However, the Ancient Star Road was unstable, and everyone had set the rule that no one was allowed to fight. Naturally, they could not break the rule.
Chi! Chi!
Chi! Many of the taboo figures shot out and disappeared from the spot. Only the Human Dao Master looked anxiously at the unconscious Ye Xuan, not knowing how to save him.
… …
"After waiting for so long, you've finally returned."
Ancient times were desolate and heavy like the heavens. Illusory figures floated through the void, causing Ye Xuan to be shocked on the spot.
This was Ye Xuan's consciousness. He stared blankly at the numerous figures in front of him, and a sour feeling grew in his heart.
"Who are you?" Ye Xuan asked in a daze.
"Who we are is not important. What's important is that you know who you are."
Echoes sounded in Ye Xuan's ears. Illusory figures stared at Ye Xuan. Although Ye Xuan could not see their faces, he could feel their earnest gazes. It was as if they had crossed the ages to look at him.
"I am Ye Xuan."
Ye Xuan answered this question because he was himself. He had never been anyone else.
"No, you are hope. The only hope to break free from the eternal universe. You have yet to awaken your memories. You still do not know your responsibilities."
The ancient sorrowful voice continued to sound, causing Ye Xuan to feel a splitting headache. Images that did not belong to him kept appearing in his mind.
At this moment, Ye Xuan had doubts. Doubts about himself.
He saw a person, a person who looked almost exactly like him. However, this person's aura was countless times stronger than his. Even though he had started the 12 Heavenly Gates, when he saw this person, he still felt small and insignificant.
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