The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 66: The Taoist Who Crosses the Tribulation
Inside the Demon Lord's Hall, on the throne, Zhong Heng looked outside, looked at Sha Yuan and pondered for a while, then ordered: "Merge Sha Yuan with the Blood Pool."

"By the way, let's see if we can take the sword pool away and fuse these Jedi together to turn it into a place of good fortune for the Demon Lord's Palace."

"As you wish." The Great Sage Zhulong bowed and prepared to leave.

But he was stopped by Zhong Heng.

"You don't have to protect me during this period. Just focus on developing the strength of the Demon Lord Palace. It would be best if you could capture a few great saints and those young people with potential." Zhong Heng said after thinking for a while.

As for who are the potential geniuses, they are naturally the geniuses who have been possessed by demons, such as those whose Tao hearts are broken.

The strength of the Great Sage Zhulong was undoubtedly powerful, and he did not die even after enduring his peerless sword attack.

"For example, those talented people who were defeated by Lu Kong, capture them, no matter what their qualifications and backgrounds are. Capture them all."

After giving these instructions, Zhong Heng took out some supreme elixir that could replenish one's essence and divine power and threw it to the Great Sage Zhulong.

The miraculous medicines he possesses are all supreme miraculous medicines, almost on par with the miraculous medicine of immortality. Except for the miraculous effect that they cannot allow people to live longer, the rest are similar to the miraculous medicine of immortality.

"Master, please be careful during this period. The starry sky will be in chaos." Before leaving, the Great Sage Zhulong said.

Zhong Heng nodded, stood up from the throne and left the Demon Lord's Palace.

Abandoned land, ancient barren mountains.

Zhong Heng was walking on an ancient desolate mountain. There were traces of the great war everywhere around him. From time to time, space cracks appeared, and a large number of runes flashed by.

This is a place where countless predecessors left their legacy after their death, or it is the Taoist texts left behind after a breakthrough before death.

The abandoned land was one of the centers of the ancient chaotic battlefield, and countless powerful people fell there.

It seems reasonable that this place is called the place of enlightenment.

After all, many geniuses attained enlightenment here and then became saint kings, or their Tao heart was improved.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a long blood river appeared in the void, and dense runes rushed out of the blood river, causing huge waves.

Each rune is extremely terrifying. Even a saint can be killed by a rune, let alone runes that are densely packed with murderous intent.

Zhong Heng stood where he was, stretched out a hand, grabbed a rune, and used his spiritual power to comprehend it slightly.

I discovered that this was a great rune left behind by a monk who killed me before his death.

Unfortunately, most of the scriptures have disappeared. If it weren’t for the special nature of the Blood River, the runes of these monks would have disappeared long ago.

"crash"

The river of blood was endless, and the terrifying runes flowed like huge waves, striking the void and smashing everything around it.

From time to time, horrible corpses crawled out of the blood river, and even more zombies crawled out.

"Damn it, we're in big trouble now." A panicked voice came from the river of blood.

In the ancient desolate mountains, dense swarms of divine birds appeared in the sky and fled in panic. Countless huge ancient beasts panicked and ran outside.

Tides of beasts ran out from the ancient barren mountains, rushing out of the barren mountains, densely packed and endless.

"roar~"

The deafening roar resounded throughout the entire abandoned land. Many demon beasts at the saint level flew into the starry sky, their huge pupils fixed on the raging river of blood.

Soon, the entire abandoned land was in chaos. Dense swarms of ancient beasts ran out, and the sky was covered with dense swarms of divine birds. The scene was horrifying.

And above the blood river, stood a gray-haired young man, frowning and looking at the cracked void.

"roar~"

A drought demon came with terrifying flames. Once it appeared, the land was barren for thousands of miles.

"boom!"

Zhong Heng stretched out a hand, grabbed the head of the drought demon and crushed it instantly.

He looked at the surging river of blood, on which emerged densely packed corpses, various rotten corpses, and even terrifying avenue runes.

The aura of the avenue here is different from that of the outside world, it is very ancient and very familiar.

It is somewhat similar to the aura of the Tao in Zhong Heng's body.

He stretched out his hand and touched the river of blood. The sticky and hot blood made Zhong Heng feel uncomfortable and his skin felt tingling.

"Even my flesh can feel the pain. What is there in the depths of this blood river?" Zhong Heng stared curiously at the depths of the blood river under his feet.

When he extended his spiritual mind, he was immediately overwhelmed by various howlings, shouts, and wailing sounds. It was as if his spiritual mind was being cut by countless swords.

The intense pain made Zhong Heng groan involuntarily, and he quickly withdrew his mind.

The more this happened, the more curious he became.

"My fellow Taoist, please get out of the way!" At this time, a loud roar came from the crack in the void.

"boom!"

An extremely violent aura appeared, and an even more violent river of blood appeared, but this time it was a black river with even more terrifying creatures and corpses floating on it.

A black boat floated on the Black River, moving rapidly towards the void, with huge black river waves behind it.

On the black boat, a fat man in a Taoist robe had a panicked look on his face. He kept using his magical powers and blasted towards the back.

"Roar!"

A black and red bat rushed out from the blood river. Its breath alone was enough to split the starry sky. It was the corpse of a peak Saint King.

"Get out of the way!" The fat man saw a figure appear at the exit and immediately shouted anxiously. The creatures here are too scary, they are all ancient creatures, and each of them has a powerful cultivation.

Zhong Heng was startled when he saw the fat man, and then looked at the back of the fat man.

There was a dense tide of corpses flowing along the river. Each corpse was extremely huge, and some of their limbs had even developed intelligence and cultivation.

Zhong Heng split the void with one hand, drew out the chaotic energy from it, cut off the blood river, and then his hands turned into two big swords.

The two swords merged into the sword of time and space.

"cut!"

Zhong Heng held the space-time sword in both hands and slashed at the oncoming black river.

The sword light was surging, and dense laws of time and space appeared.

"Boom!"

In an instant, with terrifying divine power, a large number of runes were cut off, directly cutting off the long black river, leaving only the blood river.

This scene made the fat man stunned.

"What the hell, a cultivator at the Saint King level can actually cut off the ancient sea of ​​corpses!" The fat man's scalp felt numb, and he felt powerless even with his level of cultivation.

With his current combat power, he can even tie with the Great Sage. This combat power is already at the pinnacle of the younger generation, but now he knows what it means that there is always someone better than you.

The next moment, Zhong Heng, holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, looked at the dense tide of corpses, a greedy look appeared on his face.

These are his powerful generals, they cannot be allowed to be exiled.

Zhong Heng sent a divine thought to the Great Sage Zhulong to come quickly and bring the blocked blood river back to the Demon Lord's Palace.

Make the corpses in the blood river become people of your power.

“Ten Thousand Soul Banners?” The fat Taoist priest subconsciously stopped when he saw what the man was holding.

In this day and age, who doesn’t know the name of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner?

"It's him!" The fat Taoist suddenly remembered the man who had disrupted the world back then.

Although he only attacked a few times, each attack was accompanied by death.

"brush!"

Suddenly, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner brushed past the fat Taoist's scalp, bringing with it a terrible gust of wind that caused the void to crack and the dense tide of corpses was instantly blown away.

"Whoo~"

The next moment, the fat Taoist saw a shocking scene. He saw the Ten Thousand Souls Banner sinking straight into the tide of corpses, and then a huge black hole appeared, instantly swallowing up countless corpses, and even absorbed the horrible corpse qi.

"How about it? My Ten Thousand Souls Banner is pretty good, isn't it?"

A voice suddenly rang out, scaring the fat Taoist priest so much that he wanted to run away, but found that someone was holding his shoulders and he couldn't move at all.

"Zhong Zhongheng?" The fat Taoist turned his head mechanically and saw a handsome profile and fragrant white hair.

"It's me." Zhong Heng nodded calmly, and then said: "I guess you are the Taoist who transcends tribulation, Cao Yusheng."

Cao Yusheng was surprised, the fat on his face trembled, and asked, "How do you know my real name?"

Zhong Heng turned around, looked at Cao Yusheng with deep eyes, and said slowly: "I not only know your name, but also your identity."

"My identity?" Cao Yusheng frowned, and then said, "What a joke, I don't even know my own identity, how could you know?"

"You come from the chaotic ancient times." Zhong Heng said this and stopped talking.

Cao Yusheng was stunned for a moment. In his memory, he came from the chaotic ancient times, but he had never seen this person before.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"I?"

"Zhong Heng." Zhong Heng looked at Cao Yusheng in some confusion.

Is this guy mentally ill? Hasn’t his name been guessed?
"No, I said you also came from the ancient times and have seen me?" Cao Yusheng was speechless, but still spoke quickly.

"I do come from the chaotic ancient times. To be precise, it is the end of the chaotic ancient times, the dark and turbulent period. But I have not seen you. However, I have seen someone who is very familiar with you." Zhong Heng said.

"No wonder you are so strong." Cao Yusheng thought about it and understood. During the period of great turmoil, the world was in chaos, with continuous battles and various inheritances everywhere.

"But who is this person who is very familiar with me?" He thought for a long time but still had no idea who Zhong Heng knew.

A person who is very familiar with you
As far as I can remember, there are quite a few.

A little loli with silver hair, a person whose face cannot be seen clearly, an old man, his master, and a puppy.

"Did you release this river?" Zhong Heng asked, looking at the endless black river.

However, his Ten Thousand Souls Banner took root on it, and the black river slowly turned turbid and somewhat yellowish.

Could this be the Yellow River of later generations?

"I am a humble person. I found a place in some ancient books, which recorded the place of supreme fortune and supreme inheritance. I didn't expect that the moment I opened the formation, I was instantly washed away by the river."

"This is a bullshit place of good fortune. It was created by our predecessors to prevent their death from affecting future generations. In the future, if someone becomes an extremely powerful person, they will be able to sense this place and eliminate this scourge of the heavens."

Cao Yusheng blamed himself there.

However, Zhong Heng's eyes lit up. In his first life, Cao Yusheng was the Lord of Tribulation, and in his second life, he was the Lord of the Underworld.

Could it be that he became the Lord of the Underworld by soaking in this sea of ​​corpses?

(End of this chapter)