If one were to compare the current ominous lands of the nine provinces, the ghost town was undoubtedly one of the top three.
Normally, this place was filled with gloomy aura and underworld fog. No practitioner was willing to approach this place. The various powers that were stationed outside the ghost town to monitor the situation had already left more than a hundred years ago. It was basically impossible to tell what was going on here.
Xiao Chen stood on top of the ghost town. His entire body was emitting radiance. The demonic mark on his forehead was glowing brilliantly. The divinized acupoints were flickering in his flesh like stars. Many mysterious patterns appeared on his skin. The image of the Heavenly Monument was faintly discernible.
Twenty-seven swords floated in all four directions and arranged themselves into a profound and complicated sword formation. They shot out a soaring sword light. At this moment, he felt that he was brimming with powerful energy. He vaguely felt some kind of connection with the ghost town.
"Xiao Chen, what's wrong?"
The Deity Race's Qi'er shouted.
Divine power surged all over Xiao Chen's body. The radiance soared into the sky. His body was getting hotter and hotter, as if he was burning up. At this moment, he finally knew that he had a connection with the ghost town, just like back then!
That's right, he felt the same as the ghost town. He could feel its majestic power, and it was even about to merge with its will.
"You guys go first, I'll stay here for a while."
Xiao Chen stood on top of the ghost town. His ink-black hair fluttered in the wind. The divine radiance behind him was like a huge waterfall that soared into the sky. Meanwhile, the endless black underworld fog surged around him.
They looked at each other in dismay. Tian Ya was very worried and shouted, "Elder Brother Xiao Chen, you have to be careful."
Only Chrysus didn't seem to care and said, "It's fine. A scourge lives for a thousand years. His life is as long as mine. He won't die even if he wants to."
Binglan and Xue Meng were speechless. They shouted a few words at the ghost town and left first.
After Chrysus and the others left, the ghost town regained its peace. Then, Xiao Chen jumped into the ghost town.
If this bold action was seen by others, they would definitely be flabbergasted.
The ghost town's ferocious name had spread throughout the nine provinces and the four worlds. Many major powers had sent people to the ghost town to investigate. However, those cultivators never returned. No matter how many of them went, they all died.
As long as they entered the city, there would be a sealing power that prevented them from leaving. Of course, this was not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was that all the ancient residences in the city hid evil spirits. Be it humans, demons, or gods, it was difficult for them to escape. They would be eaten alive!
The ghost town was completely silent. On the spacious ancient street, there was only a single figure. Even under the midday sun, it still seemed incomparably gloomy and lifeless.
The majestic city had existed for who knew how many years. The ancient buildings on both sides of the city streets were engraved with the wind and frost of time, but they seemed to be eternal, standing tall all the time.
"Chrysus" Xiao Chen to. to to. that. to, he had to to to of of Chrysus to to the ghost town.
In his daze, he seemed to have seen Ancestor God Suirenshi's tall and handsome figure standing alone on a building. Faintly, he seemed to have seen many figures of legend that had perished fighting amidst seas of blood and corpses.
Of course, everything was just an illusion. It was because his state of mind was the same as what he felt in the past.
The corporeal body of a god was locked inside the ancient residence on both sides of the street. They had already lost their intelligence a long time ago. Now, they were like prisoners, a member of the army defending the ghost town.
No one could say for sure how many demonic gods had fallen in the ghost town. The autumn wind was rustling, a sorrowful atmosphere pervaded the city.
"Tap, tap, tap … …"
On the quiet ancient street, only his footsteps were echoing. The magnificent ghost town was deathly still and desolate.
Although there were evil spirits in those haunted residences, not a single vicious creature rushed out.
He once fought here, he once roared here. However, after revisiting this place, there was only loneliness in Xiao Chen's heart. There were no words that could describe his current mood.
Faintly discernible, he seemed to be able to hear that ancient ballad from the False God Great Tribulation once again.
"That broken mountain is the backbone of the heaven and earth. That dry and hard yellow mud is the blood of the earth. Those mountainous corpses are the sorrow of our ancestors … … Who still remembers that Suirenshi lit up the future of the human race? How can we forget that Shennong tasted a hundred grasses and buried his bones in a foreign land … … "
He walked towards the center of the ghost town step by step. That was the place where the Heavenly Stele was suppressing. Even though the demonic well was still far away, he could already feel the pressure.
Xiao Chen stood quietly in the middle of the plaza and gazed at the sealed demonic well. He was silent for a long time. It was as if he could see Qingqing again.
Finally, he slowly walked forward and circled around the demonic well. Then, he silently sat down in front of it.
He wanted to say something in front of the demonic well, but he found it hard to spit out a single word.
The sun rose and set, Xiao Chen just sat there quietly for three days.
In the end, he silently stood up and walked away step by step.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen discovered a small crack on the limestone ground of the plaza. His divine eyes swept through the surroundings like lightning. The huge plaza was no different from before if he didn't look carefully. However, with the Heavenly Eye, he could see all the minute details.
There were many hidden cracks in the surroundings. Even though they were very small, an expert of Xiao Chen's level could still notice them.
He was moved and carefully observed. He discovered that the cracks were actually radiating from the center of the demonic well. However, there were no cracks in front of the demonic well. They were only faintly visible in the surroundings.
The center of the radiation was the demonic well!
After discovering this situation, Xiao Chen's heart immediately skipped a beat. He immediately walked back.
The yellow clay platform was incomparably hard. It firmly sealed the demonic well. There didn't seem to be any abnormalities.
Xiao Chen placed his left hand on the platform. He couldn't feel any terrifying fluctuations. However, when he raised his palm, he was shocked to discover that there was actually a little bit of red on his palm. There was actually a bloodstain on his hand!
This gave him a huge shock. The yellow clay platform was oozing blood. What was going on?
There was a problem with the sealed demonic well. Xiao Chen's heart suddenly sank.
This matter was very important. It could even be said to be a very important matter!
Xiao Chen's divine sense was as resplendent as the moon. He gathered it together and probed into the yellow clay platform. It was dusky, he couldn't see anything clearly. He couldn't find any conclusion.
The fake gods of the past were all wiped out. It was impossible for them to be the cause of chaos. What in the world led to this kind of result?
If he thought about it in a bad way, it would be very terrifying! Anything could be possible.
If he thought about it in a good way, the yellow clay platform was made of the ancestor god's flesh. Perhaps it was still alive …
No matter what, the yellow clay platform that sealed the demonic well was oozing blood. This was a problem that couldn't be ignored. Xiao Chen secretly guessed that this might be the reason why he merged with the pulse of the ghost town.
"Eh?"
Xiao Chen discovered that the bloodstain on his hand transformed into a tiny ray of light and rushed back into the yellow clay platform. He used his hand to touch it again, but there was no longer any red on his hand.
He guarded the demonic well for an entire day. However, he didn't discover anything new.
He stayed in the ghost town for ten days. Xiao Chen left this plaza. He didn't encounter any obstruction from the seal. He easily flew out of the ghost town.
"It is hard to say what will happen in the future. Hopefully, I am overthinking it."
He decided to find a half ancestor as soon as possible and tell them about this phenomenon.
Xiao Chen left the ghost town. Originally, he wanted to look for Keke. However, after thinking about it, he gave up on this idea. He already heard from the old man Li Mu that the little critter almost suffocated in the divine village. She fled back to the nine provinces and entered the dragon island's sacred mountain. From then on, she slept for more than a hundred years without waking up.
When he heard about this result, Xiao Chen was not worried at all. He knew that the little critter's strength might have advanced by leaps and bounds again. The little critter's talent was exceptional. Sleeping was equivalent to cultivating.
The ghost town was not very far from the ancient capital of the western region, Chang 'an. Xiao Chen arrived here.
After many years, this ancient city became even more flourishing. The streets were filled with endless streams of horses and carriages. People came and went in an endless stream.
After more than a hundred and fifty years, the fourth most famous building — Misty Rain Pavilion. It still stood tall and was even more famous than before. For more than a hundred years, not only did many scholars write poems here, there were also many deities who left their words here.
Moreover, ever since the three half ancestor came here, the Misty Rain Pavilion's fame was pushed to the peak. It was faintly becoming the second most famous building in the world.
For more than a hundred years, many famous secret battles took place here. The Five Elements Heavenly Kings and Wu Ming once fought here. The Yaksha Empress and the War God King once had a showdown here. A Celestial Race expert once killed five experts of the same rank. Three Emperor Realm experts once had a showdown here …
After so many experts showed their faces here, the fame of this place became even greater. This place became a treasured land favored by practitioners.
Revisiting an old haunt, no one recognized Xiao Chen anymore. He couldn't help but sigh at the ruthless power of time. The current Misty Rain Pavilion Master was the great grandson of the previous Pavilion Master. And the guests on the second floor were all people who appeared in the last few decades.
He quietly enjoyed the food and wine on the seventh floor. Naturally, there were many practitioners on the second floor. Many of them were discussing the matters of the cultivation world.
"Xu Ziyan's Golden Snake Art is really powerful. He killed four Spell Masters of the same rank by himself. It's really intimidating."
"Why don't you think about who his grandfather is? That's the famous Nine-headed Divine Snake! He was born a demigod half-monster, so he naturally possesses outstanding talent."
"Hmph, what does Xu Ziyan count for? There are plenty of people more powerful than him in the younger generation."
Someone at the side snorted coldly and said, "Have you guys heard of Wu Xiaoshi? He's a natural born deity. He's only twenty years old, but he's almost unparalleled in the same generation."
"How could we not have heard of him?"
Someone immediately replied, "Rumor has it that Wu Xiaoshi is the son of a legendary Heavenly King."
Once this secret was revealed, it immediately drew the attention of many people in the surroundings. Someone asked, "Which Heavenly King's son is he?"
"It's definitely that legendary Heavenly King surnamed Wu."
"What? Wu Xiaoshi is actually his son? "
Someone cried out in surprise, but even more people revealed a bewildered expression.
"Which Heavenly King Wu?"
Someone rebuked in dissatisfaction, "You must be a rookie. Forty years ago, Heavenly King Wu swept through the world and fought with the Five Element Heavenly Kings here. Could it be that you haven't heard of him? Twenty years ago, he even fought with a Celestial Race expert for one day and one night before emerging victorious. You actually don't know such a famous person? "
Cries of surprise resounded from upstairs.
"It's the legendary Heavenly King Wu Ming. He's definitely one of the strongest among the Heavenly Kings."
"That's right. With the Imperishable Imperial Divine Bell above his head and the Purple-Gold Heavenly Lightning Hammer in his hand, aside from the rare Celestial Race, there's practically no one among the Heavenly Kings of the same rank who can shake him."
Not far away, Xiao Chen was stunned. Close to a hundred and sixty years had passed, and Wu Ming had already become a legendary figure. It was easy to imagine how many things had happened.
"Heavenly King Wu Ming's son, Wu Xiaoshi, is indeed extraordinary. I'm afraid he'll be the second Heavenly King in a hundred years."
"However, I heard that the youngest son of the Golden King of the Five Element Heavenly Kings, Huang Xinren, is also an incredible character. I'm afraid he'll be a formidable opponent for Wu Xiaoshi."
"Yes, there are indeed some extraordinary characters. The famous Little Asura is definitely an expert who can do whatever he wants. Even the older generation has to take a detour around him. It's said that he was taught by the number one Emperor Level expert, Leng Hanbing."
"Leng Hanbing? That sounds a little familiar. "
An old man with white hair and beard sighed, "That's the Shura Sovereign of the Earth Penetrating Realm. He was born in the Ancient Era. His talent is peerless, and he's the number one Emperor Level expert."
"Oh, this old man knows quite a lot. He even knows so much about the Emperor Level antiques."
On the other side, a young man suddenly had a look of realization. He laughed and said, "I remember now. This Shura Sovereign seemed to have appeared a hundred years ago. However, he seemed to have been beaten up into a pig's head. Is he really the number one Emperor Level expert?"
In another corner, a young Asura by the window immediately stood up and said, "Shut up. Don't slander my clan's ancestor."
"Brother Asura, what I'm saying is the truth. Many people in this generation know this. Could it be that you don't acknowledge this truth and only allow us to say good things about the Shura Sovereign? That's not right. There's a brother from the Celestial Race over there. Just now, when we talked about the Celestial Race's expert being defeated by Heavenly King Wu Ming, he didn't say anything. How can you be so overbearing? "
That Asura was about to become hostile on the spot, but he was finally stopped by someone else.
The old man with white hair and beard said, "It's fine for us to talk freely, but don't hurt our friendship. That Shura Sovereign suffered a great loss a hundred years ago. He was fortunate enough to witness that great battle. It could be said to be world-shaking. This life is enough. "
"Old man, are you leaving us hanging again? You're definitely talking about the great battle that happened in the Forbidden Ocean 160 years ago, right? It's already been distorted by now. Since you were fortunate enough to witness it, tell us in detail. "
The old man stroked his beard and sighed. "That battle could be said to be world-shaking. It caused the heavens to collapse and the earth to split. The water flowed in reverse, and even the Forbidden Ocean was boiling. War swords filled the sky, and sword qi was as thick as a mountain. It shattered everything and rushed into the heavens. Even a Half Martial Ancestor was almost killed …"
Everyone was attracted by the old man's voice and listened attentively.
In the end, there was still someone who wasn't satisfied and said, "Old man talked for a long time, but you still didn't mention the names of the people who participated in the battle. Isn't this making things difficult for us?"
"That's right. The legends nowadays are really harmful. There are all kinds of versions of the people who participated in the battle. I don't even know which legend is true."
The white-haired old man smiled and shook his head. He said, "I can't say it. The people who participated in the battle all had shocking backgrounds. This matter concerns their face. If I say it, I'm afraid I'll die in my home tomorrow."
Although they knew he was hiding something, they couldn't force him to say it.
"He's just like our clan's old man, as cowardly as a mouse! Back then, he also personally witnessed that battle, but he didn't explain it to us. He said that a loose tongue can cause trouble, so he didn't want us to know. "
"Sigh, actually, my grandfather was fortunate enough to witness that battle as well. However, he also kept his mouth shut, saying that it concerned the dignity of a Half Martial Ancestor. If I found out and spoke carelessly, it might bring about the extermination of my clan. That's why he didn't tell me."
Everyone discussed spiritedly, feeling very regretful.
Just at this time, a skeleton that was completely covered up, leaving only its empty eye sockets exposed, walked into the Misty Rain Restaurant.
Someone immediately muttered, "Damn, skeletons don't eat or drink tea. Why did they come here to join in the liveliness?"
"Brother Skeleton, I have money. So what if I can't? I'm willing, I'm willing. "
He shook his cloak and unceremoniously monopolized a table. He called out, "Waiter, bring us a table of good food and wine."
The waiter ran over in a hurry and stammered, "Sir … Sir, can you eat?"
"I can't eat, but I can watch."
When the waiter heard that, he was about to turn and go downstairs when that mysterious skeleton called out to him again. "Later, call over a few girls for Brother Skeleton. I like to listen to music and watch dances."
"# @ @ > > > #% …"
The waiter cursed in his heart. What kind of skeleton is this? Why doesn't he think about his own condition? To think that he still has such perverted thoughts.
Someone at the side whispered, "I know who this skeleton is."
"It's that peak-quality skeleton. Not long ago, he snuck into Skull Island and swindled people. He even boasted shamelessly, saying that he wanted to find the beautiful Pink Skeleton of the Skeleton Race as his wife."
"Damn, that can't be. It's that skeleton called Killing Vanquishing Wolf. I heard that he is an outsider. After coming to Skull Island, he really caused a ruckus. I wonder if he found the beautiful Pink Skeleton Girl or not."
In the distance, Xiao Chen felt speechless when he heard this. This Killing Vanquishing Wolf was indeed very good at causing trouble.
Suddenly, the door of a private room was pushed open, and a burly man walked out. He scanned the practitioners in the room coldly and said, "Lower your voices. My elder brother is going to hold a banquet with an important guest."
"Who are you? What right do you have to make us speak softly? The Misty Rain Pavilion is not yours."
The temperature of the air plummeted. The burly man's gaze was as sharp as a knife. The practitioner who spoke just now immediately fell to the ground.
The upstairs immediately quieted down.
"Bang …"
The burly man turned around and closed the door again.
"Who is that? It's too horrifying. "
"That seems to be a super expert of the Tiger Clan. Furthermore, it seems to be … the legendary Heavenly King!"
"I heard that the Tiger Clan has a devastatingly beautiful woman who is going to marry Wu Ming's son, Wu Xiaoshi. Could it be that they are inviting Wu Ming to the banquet today?"
The moment these words came out, the upstairs immediately burst into an uproar. However, everyone quickly suppressed their voices.
A gathering of Heavenly Kings!
It was very likely that they would see a legendary character. Many people were looking forward to it.
Just at this moment, a long bell rang in the distant sky. An imposing figure slowly walked over from the void. That kind of "aura" that seemed to be one with the world was hard to describe.
"It really is the legendary Heavenly King Wu Ming!"
"I didn't expect to see him here. This is the legendary invincible Heavenly King!"
Everyone discussed spiritedly.
"Wu Ming, long time no see. I was just about to look for you."
All of a sudden, a voice suddenly rang out from the left and right of the Misty Rain Pavilion. It clearly transmitted to the distant sky.
Wu Ming was immediately startled. He immediately stopped in his tracks and stood in the void. He asked, "Who are you?"
"It's only been a hundred and fifty years since we last met. Could it be that you have forgotten me?"
The voice was very faint. The people of the Misty Rain Pavilion couldn't figure out who made it at all.
However, something that shocked them happened.
The legendary Heavenly King Wu Ming, who had the Immortal Heavenly Divine Bell above his head and the purple-gold Heavenly Thunder Hammer in his hand, fled without looking back as if he had seen a ghost.
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