At the end of the ancient era, the all-heavens calamity befell and countless immortals and demons perished in the calamity.
Back then, not only was the heavenly domain in chaos, even the three thousand secular worlds were affected to varying degrees and many places became barren.
Although many years had passed since the all-heavens calamity and the spirit qi between heaven and earth was gradually recovering, there were still some places that were barren. The Chiyan Ridge in the northwestern territory of the Cang Xuan secular world was one of these places.
Speaking of which, the Burning Ridge had another name, which was Emperor Burial Ridge. Legend had it that during the catastrophe of the heavens, the legendary Nine Nether Emperor, who had shocked the immortals and demons during the end of the Antiquity Age, had fallen here.
Of course, the legend was only a legend because no one had seen it with their own eyes and naturally no one believed it to be true. After all, over the years, there were at least eight thousand, if not ten thousand, burial places of the Nine Serenities.
The Chiyan Ridge was a huge barren mountain range with quagmires, swamps, valleys, and in the center was a barren desert.
It was noon, and the scorching sun shone brightly. The desert sparkled like grains of gold under the sunlight.
Suddenly, a purple flame inexplicably ignited in the desert. At first, the flame was very weak, but it didn't take long for it to explode. The fire also spread in all directions. The raging purple flame quickly burned the surrounding desert into a sea of fire.
After an unknown amount of time, the purple sea of fire gradually subsided. It became weaker and weaker until it was completely extinguished. The desert was still the same barren desert, but a person had appeared in the desert at some point.
It was a young man who looked a little disheveled. He seemed to be in his early twenties, with messy hair, tattered robes, and bloodstains on his body, as if he had just experienced a life and death battle.
He was quietly lying in the desert. His body was burning with weak purple flames. The flames were like mysterious runes that swayed under the scorching sun. They were blurry, distorted, and scattered ….
As the rune-like purple flames were extinguished one by one, the young man's fingers moved slightly, and then his eyes gradually opened. Perhaps he had been in a coma for too long or something else, as if he was not used to the scorching sun, he closed his eyes as soon as he opened them.
After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes. It was a pair of very quiet eyes that were like an abyss and filled with confusion.
"Alive … so I, Gu Qingfeng, am still alive …"
The young man's name was Gu Qingfeng, and he was also known as the Nine Nether Great Emperor. He looked a little weak. He shook his dizzy head and raised his head. On his pale face, there was a confused and hesitant expression …
"Why am I still alive … is the all-heavens calamity … over?"
When he closed his eyes, the scene of the all-heavens calamity was vivid in his mind. The heavens collapsed, the earth cracked, the sun and the moon disappeared, and at the same time, countless Heavenly Dao judgments were mixed in, judging all the sins in the world.
As a person who had killed immortals, slaughtered demons, ascended the peerless Immortal Demon Throne, and was the master of the Nine Serenities, Gu Qingfeng had long been labeled as a sinner and was one of the main targets of the Heavenly Dao's judgment.
When the all-heavens calamity happened, the Heavenly Dao judgment also followed. Gu Qingfeng's Great Dao foundation was destroyed, the Immortal Demon Throne was taken away, and the Emperor's Throne of the Nine Serenities was destroyed. His cultivation was also destroyed by the Heavenly Dao judgment. In his blurry memories, he was judged until only his mortal body was left.
But … how could he still be alive?
Could it be that the Heavenly Dao took everything from me and took pity on me and deliberately left me alive?
No!
Impossible!
The Great Dao was heartless, and the Heavenly Dao was even more heartless. Gu Qingfeng would never believe that the Heavenly Dao pitied him.
But why was he still alive?
Huh?
While Gu Qingfeng was puzzled, he inadvertently saw a bone jade around his neck. This piece of jade was about the size of a thumb. It didn't look like jade, but more like an ancient piece of wood or a piece of bone.
He had found this item in an ancient Buddhist ruin and had always worn it. When the all-heavens calamity happened and the Heavenly Dao sent down its judgment, all of his powerful Dharma treasures were destroyed. Only this Nirvana Bone Jade had been preserved.
"Nirvana Bone Jade … it must be the Nirvana Bone Jade …"
"Only this Nirvana Bone Jade can possibly save my life …"
What exactly was this Nirvana Bone Jade? Gu Qingfeng had studied it his entire life but still couldn't figure it out. He couldn't be bothered to think about why he was still alive and whether it was the Nirvana Bone Jade that had saved him.
Looking at the surrounding desert and then at the scorching sun hanging in the sky, he knew that he had escaped the terrifying all-heavens calamity …
"The all-heavens calamity is over … It's over …"
Gu Qingfeng slowly stood up and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.
"Fighting humans, fighting immortals, fighting demons … In the end, you can't win against the heavens …" This was the greatest realization he had after experiencing the all-heavens calamity. There was a complicated expression on his cold face as he muttered, "No matter what, it's good that I'm still alive … As long as I'm alive, there's hope …"
As long as I'm alive, there's hope …
If he lost his cultivation, he could cultivate again. If he lost his Great Dao foundation, he could achieve it again. If he lost his Immortal Demon Throne, he could seek it again. Everything could start all over again …
Gu Qingfeng was not afraid. He had never been afraid. If he was afraid, he wouldn't have defied the heavens and sought the Immortal Demon Throne at the same time. He also wouldn't have sought the Nine Serenities, the Emperor's Throne that had always been viewed as a thorn in the side of the Heavenly Dao.
Looking at the scorching sun in the sky, he laughed disdainfully and said arrogantly, "Heavenly Dao, haha … Even if you take everything from me and turn me back into a mortal body, there will be a day when I make a comeback and take back ten times what you took from me …"
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and continued to walk forward.
He didn't know how long it had been since the catastrophe of the heavens. He didn't know where he was or where he was.
Leaping across the desert, he walked into a barren mountain range. The environment here was terrible. Not to mention the spirit qi, even the air was very thin. There were ferocious wild beasts everywhere. Fortunately, Gu Qingfeng's body had been tempered by the Nine Serenities Ancestral Fire. Every hair, skin, bone, meridians, and even internal organs on his body were extraordinary.
Even if his cultivation had been completely destroyed by the Heavenly Dao's judgment, the power of his fist alone was enough to destroy a mountain. The only regret was that he could only rely on his two legs to walk. His cultivation had been completely destroyed, and there wasn't even a trace of spirit qi in his body. He couldn't even use lightness skills, let alone fly.
Most importantly, he had just woken up and his soul was extremely weak. His essence, qi, and spirit were also very tired. He had to find a place with rich spirit qi to recuperate for a while.
He walked aimlessly like this, but the more he walked, the more familiar he felt this place was. Although it was barren everywhere, he didn't know why, but he still felt familiar.
"This can't be the Chiyan Ridge, right?"
The Chiyan Ridge was the place where Gu Qingfeng cultivated when he was young, where he grew up, and where he first made a name for himself in this world. It could be said that the Chiyan Ridge carried all the memories of his cultivation when he was young.
He carefully recalled the situation when the catastrophe of the heavens happened. He was judged by the Heavenly Dao to be neither a human nor a ghost, and then hurriedly returned to his hometown, the Cangxuan World, from the Heavenly Dao. At that time, he thought that even if he died, he would die in his hometown, where everything began. The Chiyan Ridge was where he was born, grew up, and even stepped onto the path of cultivation.
Thinking of this, Gu Qingfeng's heart couldn't help thumping as he muttered, "I remember, this is really the Chiyan Ridge..." Looking at the barren mountains, he felt very complicated. He didn't know if the catastrophe of the heavens had destroyed the Chiyan Ridge.
With a sigh, he continued to walk until he walked out of the barren mountains. What he didn't expect was that there was a huge cemetery at the foot of the mountain. The cemetery was very wide and looked relatively simple. It was also a little shabby, and some of the buildings seemed to be broken. Many people came in and out of the cemetery and came to the center of the cemetery in front of a stone tablet, as if worshipping something.
The stone tablet was very tall and as majestic as a mountain. A poem was engraved on the stone tablet.
Gu Tianlang, a genius of a generation.
Chiyan Ridge Shocks the World
On the Mad Demon Road, I Buried the Immortal
Chi Xiao Shakes the World with a Smile
A Song of Judgment of the World
From Now on, There Is No King In This World
When Gu Qingfeng walked into the cemetery and looked at the inscription on the stone tablet, he couldn't help but be stunned. This was because Gu Tianlang was his real name, and also his name in the secular world. King Chixiao was the name that once aspired to the throne of the Immortal Dao.
"This is my cemetery?"
Gu Qingfeng didn't expect this to be his cemetery. Perhaps he was so shocked that he stared at the stone tablet for a long time, unable to speak for a long time.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, there would still be people in the secular world who remember the name Gu Tianlang..."
His cultivation path in this life was extremely bumpy. He had been judged by the Immortal Dao, the Devil Dao, and the Heavenly Dao. It could be said that he had risen and fallen three times. Gu Tianlang was his real name, and it also carried the countless crazy years when he was young and frivolous. When he was cultivating in the secular world, he had been glorious and dim. When he was glorious, he laughed at the world and was worshipped by everyone. When he was dim, he was as humble as dust and no one cared about him.
When he left the secular world, he decided to forget everything. Therefore, after he ascended to the Heavenly Realm, he changed his name and never used the real name Gu Tianlang again.
"When I was young and frivolous, I offended many people and was even judged by the Immortal Dao. I don't know who thought so highly of me and built such a cemetery for me in my hometown, Chiyan Ridge."
He stood beside the stone tablet and looked at the people coming in and out, but he didn't know any of them. Some of these people were praying, some were worshipping, and some were sighing and regretting something. Of course, there were also many people who looked more like they were here to visit.
Gu Qingfeng looked for a while, but the conversation of two women attracted his attention.
Of the two women, one was beautiful and exuded a mature charm. She was dressed in red and looked like a prostitute. The other was a petite girl who looked to be about 18 years old. She was tall and had delicate features. She was dressed in a white military uniform and looked valiant and formidable. After she walked into the cemetery, she looked around and said with a little sadness, "Aunt, the people coming to the cemetery to pay their respects seem to be getting fewer and fewer … even fewer than a month ago …"
The beautiful woman looked at the people in the cemetery and sighed slightly. She said, "After the catastrophe, the ancient times came to an end. It has been a hundred years since then. Geniuses from all over the world have sprung up like bamboo shoots after the rain, creating one legend after another. How many people still remember the immortal glory of King Chixiao …"
"The youngsters these days are all so arrogant. As long as they have a bit of talent, which one of them isn't arrogant and domineering? If they were to make a name for themselves in the outside world, they would want to let the whole world know. Some ignorant youngsters would even compare themselves with the Scarlet Firmament Sovereign King … What a joke …"
Looking at the stone tablet, the beautiful woman's eyes were filled with admiration and admiration as she said faintly.
"In the past, the King trampled on the world's geniuses on the Celestial Stairway. How arrogant he was!"
"In the past, the King broke into the Myriad Demons Mountain alone and pointed his sword at the Old Demon of the Black Mountain. How awe-inspiring he was!"
"In the past, the King fought the experts of all the sects alone. How arrogant he was!"
"In the past, the King laughed at the heavens in the clouds and shocked Sengoku. How domineering he was!"
"In the past, the King killed for his brothers and stained the Waste Domain with blood. How crazy he was!"
"In the past, the King split the sky with his sword for a woman. How loyal he was!"
"Those who didn't experience that era wouldn't be able to understand what kind of existence the Scarlet Firmament Sovereign King was …"
"Aunt, you don't seem to have experienced that era either …"
"Damned girl, I grew up listening to the legends of the King …"
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