"Then … Let's go to the last stage!" The voice said, "As long as you can pass the last stage, Lord Di Zhou's inheritance will be yours! You can finally see Lord Di Zhou again! "
There seemed to be some excitement in that voice, and it was trembling slightly.
"Can you tell me what the last stage is?" Zhao Yuande asked curiously.
"There's no harm in telling you. It's to defeat Lord Di Zhou!" The voice was full of laughter, "The Emperor Universe Tower has been opened a thousand times. Every time, someone would reach the last stage, but no one could defeat Lord Di Zhou!"
"Defeat Lord Di Zhou? What's his cultivation level? "Zhao Yuande's expression changed slightly.
"Lord Di Zhou is naturally a Dao Master!" The voice said proudly.
"Can a Dao Master die?" Zhao Yuande said bluntly.
"What do you know, you little brat! If Lord Di Zhou didn't want to connect the Fortune Realm and the Void Realm, would he have died here? His flesh and bones have become the road to heaven … If you continue to make sarcastic remarks, do you believe that I will directly kill you here! "That voice instantly became angry, and a powerful murderous intent enveloped Zhao Yuande.
"Ah! Don't, I was wrong! I was wrong! " Zhao Yuande hurriedly waved his hand and said, "If I knew that Lord Di Zhou was the creator of the Road to Heaven, I wouldn't have said such disrespectful words!"
"Hmph! At least you know what's good for you! "The voice was still angry.
"I was really wrong! I shouldn't have said such words! "Zhao Yuande apologized sincerely.
Zhao Yuande respected such a selfless senior from the bottom of his heart.
"That's more like it. If it wasn't for your sincerity, I wouldn't have allowed you to enter the next stage!" The voice gradually calmed down.
"Thank you, thank you!" Zhao Yuande smiled apologetically.
"If you're ready, let's go!"
A white light swept past, and Zhao Yuande's figure disappeared from where he stood.
Zhao Yuande observed his surroundings and discovered that he had appeared on top of a huge altar.
On top of the altar, there was a huge stone tablet that was about three thousand meters tall. There were some strange characters carved on the tablet.
Zhao Yuande glanced at it and found that he didn't recognize a single word.
"Little guy! Not bad, not bad! "At this moment, a voice came from behind Zhao Yuande.
His voice was filled with the love of an elder to a junior, as well as a fervent expectation.
Zhao Yuande turned around and saw a slightly thin middle-aged man smiling at him.
"You're Senior Di Zhou?" Zhao Yuande asked respectfully.
"That's right! I'm very happy that you've come this far! I finally see a glimmer of hope in you, the hope of an inheritor. " The middle-aged man nodded and looked Zhao Yuande up and down. His eyes were filled with satisfaction.
"Senior, what's your condition now?" Zhao Yuande felt that the aura emitted from the middle-aged man was not like a remnant of a God Soul, but a real person.
"This is a Blood Essence Doppelganger when I was young!" The middle-aged man smiled faintly. "But even this Blood Essence Doppelganger is about to disappear. Whether you can become my inheritor or not, it will disappear forever."
"This …" Zhao Yuande found it hard to believe.
"Nothing is eternal. Even a Dao Master can't live as long as heaven and earth! For example, the one who created this world … His life is about to come to an end! Sigh! "The middle-aged man sighed.
The middle-aged man's words directly scared Zhao Yuande until he trembled.
"If that one dies, our entire Incipient Extent will collapse! At that time, wouldn't everyone in the entire world perish?! "Zhao Yuande exclaimed.
"That's not certain. As long as another Dao Master is willing to accept this world, it will survive," the middle-aged man said.
"Does accepting this world require a lot of sacrifices?" Zhao Yuande seemed to have grasped the key point.
"Indeed, accepting this world requires a lot of sacrifices, such as the future of cultivation and freedom!" The middle-aged man answered.
"There should have been a Dao Master in our world! They wouldn't watch this world be destroyed, would they? "Zhao Yuande asked.
"It's hard to say. Most people are selfish. Many people think it's not worth it to make such a big sacrifice just for nostalgia!" The middle-aged man's face was filled with sorrow.
"I've heard of the seniors' legends. In order to connect this world to the Fortune Realm, they turned their flesh, blood, and bones into the Path to Heaven. Over the years, many people must have passed through the Path to Heaven and stepped into the Fortune Realm. Could it be that none of them …?" Zhao Yuande asked suspiciously.
"You're right! None of them … In these tens of millions of years, a total of eleven people stepped into the Fortune Realm. Unfortunately, none of them were willing to return to save this world … "The middle-aged man's face was filled with infinite disappointment.
"How hateful … hateful!" Zhao Yuande clenched his fists, his face filled with anger.
He could imagine how disappointed the middle-aged man was at this moment!
He had sacrificed everything to obtain benefits for this world, but in the end, all the people who took this step betrayed him!
"Actually … you can't blame them entirely …" The middle-aged man was silent for a while, then suddenly said faintly, "I gave them a choice. I didn't force them. This is their own choice. It doesn't violate the agreement with me. Moreover, they have protected this world for so long. Otherwise, this world would have been invaded and broken into pieces. "
"But … senior, your sacrifice is too great!" Zhao Yuande said somewhat angrily.
"Sacrifice … my sacrifice is nothing. At least I have my own reincarnation, at least I have my own orthodoxy to pass on. But the creator of this world, the emperor … he completely put his heart and soul into this world. If not for this world, with his cultivation, how could he have been injured by others? If not for this world, he would have left behind a reincarnation when he was dying … Why is he struggling at death's door in the Kingdom of Eternity, living a life worse than death?!" The middle-aged man's voice was filled with sorrow.
"He … the emperor … how long can he live?!" Zhao Yuande's voice trembled.
At this moment, he had an impulse to do something for the emperor!
"At most a thousand years, at least a few hundred years!" The middle-aged man said.
"How can we save him?!" Zhao Yuande's eyes were filled with determination.
"When you become a Holy Venerate, you can reverse time and space!" The middle-aged man said.
"A thousand years … I must become a Holy Venerable!" Zhao Yuande clenched his fists. For the first time, he had such fervent hope that his cultivation could advance by leaps and bounds.
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