Chapter 2609
Words:2005Update:23/06/11 12:30:53
Ye Qinghan didn't care about what was happening inside the Door of Gloom because he and Gu Jiutian had already rushed into the vast ocean.
The vast Northern Borderline was filled with water and mist. It wasn't suitable for sailing in the early morning, so the six of them held hands and went with the flow, waiting for the sun to shine and blow away the mist.
Whoosh!
Boom!
Huge waves rolled, but for ten days, the mist couldn't be blown away, and they couldn't fly out of the misty area.
"The North Sea is now in the misty period. It'll probably take a month for it to return to normal." Gu Jiutian was experienced and knowledgeable. "There's no danger in the misty period. We'll just lose our way."
Ye Qinghan's eyes flashed. He activated the Milky Way, but he still couldn't see the stars. He could only contact the giant star of Ravenous Wolf. A star shone brightly and tore through the mist.
"The giant star of Ravenous Wolf is located in the southeast. If we follow the giant star of Ravenous Wolf, we can reach the Northern God State. If we turn 30 degrees to the northwest, we can reach the Northern God Island," Gu Jiutian said confidently as he looked up at the giant star of Ravenous Wolf.
Gu Jiutian was a native of the Immortal Immortal World and had the bloodline of an Overgod. He knew more about the Immortal Immortal World than Ye Qinghan. Even in the vast ocean, he could quickly find the direction with just one coordinate.
After getting the correct direction, Ye Qinghan didn't hesitate and rushed 30 degrees northwest of the giant star of Ravenous Wolf.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Everyone sped up and moved against the wind. However, as time passed, the wind blew faster and faster. It was as if the entire North Sea was being lifted.
Ye Qinghan and Gu Jiutian's eyelids twitched. They looked at each other and seemed to have noticed something unusual.
Gu Jiutian's eyes flashed as he reminded them in a low voice, "Something strange must have happened during the Cloud Fog Period. Be careful, everyone."
Hum!
Hum!
The Yan Clan's Heaven Sword vibrated, and sword energy shot up into the sky.
Whoosh!
Even though Ye Qinghan was wrapped in the shroud, he could still feel the surging divine power. It wasn't just one type of divine power, but dozens or even hundreds of types.
Hiss …
Gu Jiutian took a deep breath. His pupils constricted as he asked in a low voice, "What happened? Why are there so many strands of divine power intertwined? "
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The impact of the huge waves almost knocked everyone into the sea.
Boom boom boom!
Whoosh — — —
The energy ripples in front of him were too strange. The divine power was mixed with a monstrous baleful aura. The aura of death was exceptionally dense.
Everyone soared into the sky and looked down at the sea in front of them. A moving island appeared in front of them, and it was many times larger than the Northern Divine Island.
Whoosh!
The moving island range stretched out endlessly, surging in the sea and rushing into the depths. It was impossible for human strength to stop it.
Hiss …
"The fallen land of gods! It's the second ancient battlefield, but it's moving. "
Everyone looked at the moving island. The banners fluttered in the wind, and corpses were strewn all over the place. Countless experts of the Yan Clan were nailed to the ground, and the island was dyed red.
Rumbling rhythms rumbled from the interior of the island. It was as if armored horses were galloping and war songs were roaring. The vicissitudes of life soared into the sky, singing the majesty of the ancient battle.
"I'll go down and take a look. You guys stay in the air."
Whoosh — — —
Ye Qinghan rushed toward the island. The moment he entered, baleful aura rushed toward the shroud, and his black hair danced wildly.
The corpses of the Yan Clan's martyrs were intertwined with each other. They had died a tragic death. Some of them looked very young, and some of them were very old.
The ancient war looked a little ridiculous at this moment.
"Why can't humans and gods coexist?"
Ye Qinghan wanted to ask these people who had died. Was it for resources? For glory? Could humans of the Yan Clan not become experts? Were they destined to be enslaved?
"The Yan Clan will never be enslaved! Gods, ancient immortals, if you want to fight, I'll trample you under my feet sooner or later! "
Ye Qinghan was furious. Looking at the situation here, the Yan Clan had many old, weak, and sick people, while the primordial gods were all elites. It was clear that this was the Yan Clan's territory. The Yan Clan had been passively defending, but they had been completely wiped out.
Whoosh!!
Ye Qinghan stepped on the corpses of the gods and walked toward the depths. Many Yan Clan Elders were still holding infants in their arms. Their corpses had been pierced through and were still wrapped in baleful aura. They hadn't decomposed and had long been petrified.
Ye Qinghan didn't dare to act recklessly. Many places had primordial god killing patterns that could be triggered easily.
Whoosh!!
Ye Qinghan bent down and moved the corpses together. He also placed the Yan Clan Elders' corpses together. These corpses had lost their divine aura and could be stored in Supreme Saint Ye's divine ring.
Some of the Yan Clan corpses had already severely decomposed and would shatter at the slightest touch. Ye Qinghan carefully moved all the corpses together. This huge island had taken him several months, but he didn't think it was a waste of time.
No matter what, he was the Yan Emperor's descendant. The Yan Emperor's blood flowed in his veins!
An old man sat cross-legged under the Yan Clan's war banner. The war banner in his hand was inserted deep into the ground and there were several divine spears piercing through his body. He looked at the sky before he died with a heart full of unwillingness.
The old man's Yan Clan battle robe was almost empty. Ye Qinghan was about to carry him when a piece of parchment fell from his chest. On it was written: My children and grandchildren have all died in battle. I don't want to live in disgrace. Today's battle is to meet death!
Whoosh!!
Ye Qinghan's tears immediately gushed out. How cruel was this? His children and grandchildren had all died and he was an old steed in the stable. He could only take revenge by fighting to the death.
He didn't want to be a hero. He only wanted to take revenge for his children and grandchildren.
Boom!
Ye Qinghan knelt in front of the old man and held the parchment tightly. He hugged the old man's corpse and was extremely resentful.
"Your Highness Jiutian, may I ask why the war broke out back then? Is the fault of my Yan Clan or your God Clan? "Ye Qinghan didn't turn his head and roared angrily.
The Yan Clan is the orthodox human race and was originally enslaved. However, the Ancient Yan Clan developed rapidly and surpassed the Ancient Gods and Ancient Immortals. Their status changed. Both sides no longer accepted the status of being enslaved and enslaved. The fuse of the war was because the Ancient Jiang God Clan invaded the Yan Clan's habitat and enslaved three hundred thousand experts. The old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled were all slaughtered. This caused the Yan Emperor's crown prince to lead an all-out counterattack, "Gu Jiutian replied softly.
"So the fault is not with the Yan Clan!" Ye Qinghan roared.
Gu Jiutian nodded and replied hoarsely, "That's why I don't want to inherit this hatred."
Right and wrong had long been decided. However, the Ancient Gods and Ancient Immortals, as well as those with special bloodlines, were high and mighty. They naturally thought that the human race should be enslaved. Who would have thought that the Yan Clan would rise again after thirty years?
"This hatred should disappear. Time has passed and the Ancient God Clan is almost extinct. The Ancient Immortals have also been wiped out. Now, the bloodlines of the Ancient Gods and Ancient Immortals are not pure Yan Clan or Ancient Gods and Ancient Immortals. Why hold on to the hatred of the past?" Gu Jiutian whispered.
"Your Highness, you don't mind if I take away all the godhoods here and cut off the inheritance, right?" Ye Qinghan slowly stood up and looked around. There were at least a thousand god corpses and thousands of Ancient Immortal corpses here. If this inheritance leaked out, it would be a devastating disaster for the Yan Clan.
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