With an endless roar, Wang Chong saw countless figures of majestic auras on the dark and desolate land, fiercely battling around 'him'.
Each of them had a cultivation far surpassing that of an Imperial Great General. Martial artists rarely seen in the Tang dynasty were densely packed in this place. They furiously roared and fiercely battled, the lights of thousands of different martial arts clashing in the air, causing booms to resound through the world.
Wang Chong could not see them clearly, but he could tell that these people were dressed in ancient attire and exuded a long and ancient aura. They were clearly different from the people of the present.
Dark clouds covered the sky, fires blazed, and smoke rose. Ancient war banners, black and yellow in tatters, were inscribed with characters that Wang Chong did not recognize, characters that were even older than Bird Seal Script.
Clang!
A martial artist wearing a yellow robe suddenly pointed his sword at the sky, his resounding voice echoing over the horizon.
"For the Yellow Emperor!"
Boom!
These words caused Wang Chong's body to tremble as if he had been struck by lightning. At this moment, he suddenly understood.
"It's the Battle of Zhuolu!!"
He had never imagined that he would be able to 'witness' the most glorious and resplendent battle from several thousand years ago, a battle that had been called a legend of the Central Plains.
It was a battle that had been called 'God and Demon' in ancient times.
Although that battle had been called the greatest battle in the history of the Central Plains, just like all other civilizations that had fallen, other than a few words and a few scattered descriptions of that era, everything else had been lost in the vast flood of history, buried in the dust of time.
In fact, in some dynasties, it was directly referred to as a myth that had been passed on erroneously and was fanciful and far-fetched.
Wang Chong had never imagined that he would be able to peer through the eyes of this mysterious creature and see a corner of that great battle.
However, just as Wang Chong wanted to pry further and find out more about this war, the next moment, his vision darkened, and the scene he saw before immediately disappeared.
Soon, Wang Chong saw another scene. Around 'him', countless ancient experts seemed to have been possessed as they tore at each other. Their eyes were filled with chaos and they had completely lost their rationality. One powerful ancient expert after another fell like wooden stakes in front of 'him'.
However, in the midst of the intense battlefield, not a single person noticed "himself". Everyone treated "himself" as one of their own.
"It's mind control. It can change its appearance to become everyone's ally!"
Wang Chong thought to himself.
Wang Chong had already experienced this before. The mysterious leaf could change its appearance and imitate the other party and the other party's abilities as it pleased. His spiritual power was already far beyond that of an ordinary person, but he still fell for it, let alone others.
The scene continued. On the battlefield, more and more people fell into the slaughter, constantly falling around 'him'. The next moment, Wang Chong felt that 'he' seemed to be a little excited.
The slaughter continued, and countless fragmented memories kept appearing in Wang Chong's mind. However, another wave of boundless darkness assaulted them.
"This Yong is too dangerous …"
In the darkness, Wang Chong suddenly heard a voice. The language was clearly different from the Tang dynasty, but Wang Chong could 'understand' it.
"So this monster is called the Yong!"
Wang Chong immediately understood. This was the first time he knew the identity of this monster. He also suddenly understood why it possessed such powerful spiritual power. Because it was not weaving an illusion, but a dream.
"We must kill it! Otherwise, it will cause trouble sooner or later! "
"Its spiritual power is too powerful. None of us can resist it. Moreover, this beast has no rationality. It can't control its own strength at all. "
"Forget it. After all, it grew up with His Majesty."
"The Yong's lifespan far exceeds that of humans. Even when His Majesty was around, it could still cause such a disaster. Thousands of years later, when His Majesty is no longer around, who can stop it? It will be a catastrophe. Think of those soldiers who were killed. Your Majesty, please uphold justice for those soldiers! "
"Your Majesty, please uphold justice for those soldiers!"
"Your Majesty, please uphold justice for those soldiers! Kill the Yong! "
… …
Waves of emotional shouts resounded in the sky.
But soon, all the voices died down. The next moment, the surroundings fell silent. Wang Chong saw another scene from the Yong's memories. This was a simple and unadorned hall. Everything was shrouded in a hazy shadow.
In the hall, Wang Chong saw a figure as imposing as a mountain. He wore a yellow robe and an emperor's crown. He seemed to have an extraordinary status in the hall. But for some reason, he looked a little sad.
"… I had no choice but to do this. I hope you can forgive me. This is the only way I can protect you. One day, you will find someone similar to me. At that time, you can follow him just like how you follow me today. He is me! "
That dignified and resonant voice resounded in 'his' ears. At that moment, 'he' seemed to understand but not understand. Other than the last sentence, 'he' could not remember anything else.
Following that, countless ancient martial artists appeared in the main hall, armed to the teeth with torches raised high in their hands. Then, 'he' was brought to a large swamp.
There, 'he' saw a large crater.
"This will be the place where you will be sealed forever! You will sleep underground forever! "
The leader of the generals said in a low voice.
The next moment, a large iron cage brought 'he' underground. Then, there was endless darkness and coldness. And then … there was no more and then. Several times, 'he' moved underground, climbing aimlessly and arriving at the crater.
Countless times, he could have left this place. However, when it saw the imposing and familiar giant rune above the giant crater, it hesitated again.
What had sealed him was not some unfathomable power, but the person represented by that seal.
What had sealed him was the human heart.
So this crater wasn't dug by the Origin Immortal Lord at all. The one who dug it was actually the Yellow Emperor. And the one who sealed him was also the Yellow Emperor!
Wang Chong's mind was in turmoil, and he couldn't quite put it into words.
From the memories of the Nightmare Beast, it seemed to have some kind of intimate connection with the Yellow Emperor. This was something that Wang Chong had never imagined at the start.
What followed were countless fragments of the Nightmare Beast's memories of a thousand years underground. No one could endure such a long period of solitude. This was true for both people and for the Nightmare Beast. In these thousand years, it had anticipated, enraged, and pained. Time and time again, it had thought about leaving.
But each time, it had retreated before that familiar seal at the top of the crater.
These dark memories had lasted until that person had followed the crater to this place.
"The person you are waiting for will appear in eight hundred years! Guard this place for me, and I promise that you will find the person you are waiting for. This is our agreement … "
The person's voice came from the darkness, mellow and warm, imbued with a soothing power.
The Nightmare Beast immediately calmed down, and then it began another long wait …
So the Origin Immortal Lord sought him out of his own accord!
Wang Chong suddenly understood.
This ancient lake had become the place where the Yellow Emperor had sealed the Nightmare Beast, but in the end, the Origin Immortal Lord had found it and made it his cave. And the Nightmare Beast had become his guardian beast. The sea turned into mulberry fields, the land sank and shifted. The great swamp of the past had long since turned into mountains and deserts, but this Nightmare Beast was still waiting underground.
At that moment, perhaps because of its relationship with the Yellow Emperor, Wang Chong felt some sympathy for the Nightmare Beast. But it only took a moment for this feeling to vanish.
This underground cave was littered with corpses. Without a doubt, all of them had died at the hands of the ancient Nightmare Beast.
"You brought this upon yourself."
Wang Chong coldly said to himself.
"Buzz!"
With the Nightmare Beast's Psychic Energy, Wang Chong's Psychic Energy swelled, reaching an astonishing level in just a few short moments. The Nightmare Beast's Psychic Energy was unbelievably powerful, especially after accumulating it for more than one thousand years.
As a beast that was born with the ability to control Psychic Energy, the Nightmare Beast's Psychic Energy reached a level that no human martial artist could ever hope to reach.
In fact, Wang Chong even felt as if he was facing the boundless ocean alone.
"Buzz!"
In a few seconds, Wang Chong's Psychic Energy broke through its original shackles, growing by ten percent, twenty percent, thirty percent … In a few short moments, it had grown to Wang Chong's level, and it was still growing.
Too powerful! Truly unbelievable!
This was the first time Wang Chong had experienced such a long-lost pleasure ever since he had experienced Qi deviation.
The pleasure of Psychic Energy was completely different from the pleasure of Stellar Energy and the physical body. That kind of mental pleasure was hard to imagine. Not only that, when Wang Chong obtained the Nightmare Beast's accumulated power, his Psychic Energy grew limitlessly. Soon, Wang Chong felt that his Psychic Energy growth had reached a bottleneck.
This was an invisible barrier. In fact, Wang Chong had not even known that this barrier existed before this.
So Psychic Energy is the same as martial arts. It also has a higher realm similar to Minute Subtlety!
At this moment, Wang Chong's mind was filled with understanding.
For the vast majority of martial artists, Psychic Energy was only divided by strength. There was no such thing as a special realm. This was because Psychic Energy was different from Stellar Energy. It was intangible and formless. But at this moment, Wang Chong suddenly understood that by borrowing the Nightmare Beast's power, he had finally touched upon a realm that the vast majority of Psychic Energy practitioners could only dream of.
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