Nebulae curled about, primal chaos pervading the air. This was an ancient region that no one knew about. Since the ancient times until now, it was difficult for the outside world to enter.
Only at the right time, at the right place, could special people tear through the void and reach this place. If one wanted to withdraw, it would be extremely difficult. This place was isolated from the outside world.
Apart from this, one would have to wait for a special golden era. Perhaps a few people would fight their way in, carrying out the most powerful struggle since the ancient times, illuminating this place with undying and resplendent light.
After passing through the layers of mist, they entered the boundless stellar river. This place was vast and boundless, groups of stars shining brilliantly.
There was a great star here that was full of vitality. Looking down from the sky, one could see a blue sea and verdant great earth. It was full of a savage aura.
"Thump, thump …"
In the mountain region, a tyrant dragon was running. Its scarlet scales were shining, full of a bloody aura. It was unknown just how many creatures it had slaughtered before.
There was even a vermilion bird that tore apart the sky, moving through the air. It was bright red, as if it was cast from phoenix blood. A long cry sounded, making the boundless mountain region tremble.
Kacha!
Not far out, a mountain peak collapsed. Magma surged within, creating a scarlet red expanse. It rushed out like a flood. There was a little beast covered in golden fur there. It released a loud cry, and then countless beast roars sounded from all directions.
This was a prehistoric scene. All types of desolate beasts and barbaric birds moved about, all of them rarely seen species.
There were many races that lived on this star, all of them innately powerful. Even though they were isolated from the great cosmos and couldn't pass through the mist, they still knew how to cultivate and were all extremely powerful.
This star was extremely large, not inferior to Big Dipper and other places. The region was vast, but many regions were the territories of barbaric birds and desolate beasts. Other intelligent creatures normally wouldn't recklessly barge in, or else they would become food.
Here, there were limits to where the races resided. There were some creatures that were just too powerful, and that was why some races could only rely on collective strength to survive.
As for the human race, no matter where they went, they would display stunning performances. They were still at the top.
On this star, there was a rather vast region that belonged to them. As long as they didn't challenge the bloodlines of the most powerful races from the legendary era, surviving wasn't an issue.
There were many beautiful mountain peaks in the human race's region, as well as quite a few desolate mountains and unruly rivers. Looking down from the sky, there were cities that covered the boundless earth one after another. There were some regions that were connected, while others were separated by a hundred thousand great mountains.
Clang!
The sound of a bell shook the world. It was a strange bell that rang out in a long and drawn-out manner. It spread throughout the human race's territory, reaching every inch of land. Everyone could hear it.
"What happened?"
Many people raised their heads in shock and gazed in the direction of the sound wave. They were bewildered as they didn't know how many years it had been since the sound wave had surged through the world.
However, as long as there was a sound, there would definitely be a shocking event!
"Who can tell me what kind of changes are going to happen? Why are the bell sounds shaking the heavens?"
At this moment, regardless of whether it was the farmers in the fields or the cultivators in the mountains, they were all stupefied. Their hearts were nervous, worried for the unpredictable future.
"Has Qiong Qi come, or has Chaos really come out? Please don't! "
Many people were worried. In the great wastelands, there were some strange races with extremely powerful bloodlines. Even the strongest human experts might not be able to deal with them.
"No, it has nothing to do with those races. It's news from the outside world." It was clear that someone had received the news ahead of time.
"Clang …"
The sound of the bell was long and drawn-out. All other sounds between heaven and earth disappeared, and everything became quiet. An emotionless sound wave transmitted over, resounding by everyone's ears.
"The Ascension Immortal Battlefield is about to open again. Everyone, do not enter the Ascension Immortal Stage to avoid attracting a great disaster!"
When this emotionless voice sounded, it immediately triggered an uproar. The news was just too shocking, and everyone couldn't help but look towards a certain region.
In that direction was the Immortal Stage region, also known as the Ascension Immortal Battlefield. There were too many secrets and riddles. From ancient times until now, it was unknown just how many heroes had shed their blood there.
"Finally, another golden era has arrived in the outside world. There are going to be more people entering the Ascension Immortal Stage!"
"We will be connected to the outside world for a period of time. Those people are about to come again!"
Many people revealed worried expressions. Those people that came were too powerful. It was clearly recorded in the ancient texts that they could stand shoulder to shoulder with the most powerful individuals in this world, and their numbers were far greater.
"Don't worry, as long as we don't enter the Ascension Immortal Battlefield, there won't be any accidents. We absolutely cannot take advantage of them, or else there will be a great disaster." An old cultivator said.
As for the farmers, pawns, and others, they quickly calmed down. These things were too far away from them, to the extent where they didn't even have anything to do with it, so they didn't have to worry about anything.
As for a few sects, they were all discussing countermeasures. This was a reincarnation cycle, and the outside world was now in a resplendent golden era. It was worth them going out to explore.
In the ancient times, there were people who used this time to pass through the destructive mist region to gain experience in the outside world. When they returned, they were already individuals at the very peak.
Of course, very few people came back. Ninety-nine percent of the heroes had all gone missing.
"The Immortal Stage has already shone, turning into a battlefield. There will be many inconceivable changes. One's cultivation will be cut, cultivation will be severed. It is the most dangerous place, and we absolutely cannot enter."
That day, many sects' elders were warning, strictly warning their disciples. They hoped that they would know their place, that they absolutely could not go out to explore out of curiosity and lose their lives for nothing.
That night, great rain poured down. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, chilly winds howled angrily. It was as if all types of demons and ghosts were moving out, making the late night torrential rain seem extremely terrifying.
In the heavens, a body fell down. It was struck by lightning and roasted by thunder and fire, but it wasn't destroyed. Its body wasn't damaged, only a bit more scorched black.
He fell along with the torrential rain, directly smashing into an extremely tall stone mountain below. The anticipated scene of his body being smashed into pieces and blood splattering everywhere didn't appear. He smashed through the stone peak, tumbling down, and then landed on another small mountain. Only after tumbling many times did he stop.
At the foot of the mountain, there were several tens of families. A youth was startled awake by the lightning at night. Just now, when he saw the blazing lightning streak through the sky through the window, a body fell from the dark clouds, leaving him stupefied.
"Grandpa, someone fell from the heavens, smashing into Ox-Head Peak. The main peak was shattered!" After the youth recovered from his shock, he shouted for his grandfather who shared life and death with him. He pointed outside the window, his body trembling slightly.
"Don't bother with it. If there really is a demon or ghost, it isn't something we can deal with." After the elder sat up, a strand of radiance shot out from his turbid old eyes, warning the youth.
"However, that wasn't a demon or ghost. I clearly saw that it was a person." The teenager said. He really wanted to take a look.
"You aren't allowed to go. It is late at night, and demons can also turn into humans." The elder stopped him.
When the sky brightened, the torrential rain stopped. The mist in the forest was quite great. The youth left the house, directly running towards the short mountain.
The elder followed behind, fearing that something unexpected would happen to the youth. The mountainous region was extremely slippery, muddy water everywhere. However, their movements weren't slow, quickly arriving at the top of the mountain.
A young man laid there, not moving at all. Half of his body was submerged in a puddle. He had been soaked in the rain for an entire night.
What was strange was that there was actually a green lotus in the puddle. Wisps of mist curled about it, taking root in the muddy water, accompanying the man's side.
"Heavens, his body didn't rot. He smashed into Ox-Head Peak, but it actually didn't shatter!" The youth cried out in alarm. When he raised his head, he saw that the peak of Ox-Head Mountain was cracked, a large piece falling off. What kind of physique did this person have?
"This is not a simple person. He is ten thousand times stronger than demons and ghosts." The elder's eyes revealed a wisp of light, his face a bit worried.
"He … is still alive!" It was because the youth heard a powerful heartbeat. His ears were extremely sharp, far surpassing that of ordinary people.
"You …" When the teenager was about to squat down to take a closer look, he was suddenly startled. He quickly retreated, because he discovered that the man's eyes were always open, and he hadn't fainted.
The elder hurriedly explained, "We didn't mean to offend you. My grandson is kind-hearted and wanted to save you. Since you are fine, we will take our leave."
He pulled his grandson up, about to leave, but the man didn't have any reaction. Even though his eyes were open, they lacked spirit, as if he was living in his own world. From start to finish, his eyes never blinked.
"Grandpa, his condition isn't right. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been submerged in the muddy water for half the night. Let's carry him home." The youth said.
The elder frowned. He looked at Ox-Head Peak, and then looked at the person on the ground. He was quite hesitant.
But the youth had already made his move. He directly lifted the man on the ground and was about to carry him on his back. The elder sighed upon seeing this and walked over to help.
At this time, the young man who hadn't moved all this time pulled up the green lotus with only three leaves. The roots weren't tainted by a single drop of muddy water. Apart from this, he didn't make any other movements. He allowed the youth to carry him on his back, but his eyes still lacked luster.
"I didn't die …"
In the young man's mind, there was endless blood, scenes of many great emperor weapons shattering, scenes of ancient supreme beings bathing the universe in blood, and scenes of him fighting with all his strength to splash the starry sky.
He didn't know the result of the chaos in the darkness. At that time, he was already exhausted. He fought until his body was crushed and his blood spilled in the desolate border of the cosmos. He was already exhausted.
Regardless of whether the world remembered him or forgot him, dying in battle in the outer realms was his final destination.
"I never thought I would still be alive."
Many fragmented scenes flashed through his mind. Little Nan Nan was lying amidst his blood and bones, crying loudly. Many sparkling and translucent tears rolled down and sprinkled on his body.
"Don't cry." His lips moved slightly. Unknowingly, tears slid down his face.
The Void Emperor was dead, Ji Zi was dead, Gai Jiuyou was dead, Jiang Taixu was dead … This made his heart ache. The world would remember them, right? Such a hero would never be able to return.
A flourishing age would be built on the ruins of blood and bones. Regardless of whether the people of the world remembered them or gradually forgot them, those heroes of the past would never return. They would never be seen again.
There was no luster in his eyes. They were dim. He had woken up for many years, drifting through the cosmos. He had seen shattered emperor weapons accompanied by blood and bones. He had also seen ruined bodies. He had vaguely caught a glimpse of them, but he was powerless to find them. That might be the last time he saw them in his life.
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