Man in the heavens, wins by lying down to prove the truth

Chapter 184 The Glory of Sinful Blood, the Last of the Seven Kings

Under the ancient and vicissitudes of life city, there are many skeletons of all sizes. Some of the skeletons look lifelike, making people wonder whether they are living creatures.

Among them, the most eye-catching was a pile of skeletons on the open space near the ancient city, which was burning at this moment, and terrifying fairy fire was rising.

Through the blazing fairy fire, one could still see the remains of limbs that had not been completely burned, and even half of a hideous face.

Around the flames, there were various runes densely spread, interweaving into chains of divine order, flowing with the glow of immortality, forming a formation, preventing the flames from spreading into the void.

"This is... the Immortal Path Formation!"

The one who spoke was old man Gu Hui. This old supreme being had been studying the first killing formation for a long time, trying to perfect it, but his progress was extremely slow.

During this process, the ancient man's attainments in formations had far surpassed those of ordinary supreme beings, and he could see through the details of this formation at a glance.

“That which is burning… could it be the skeleton of an immortal?” Yu Yun asked uncertainly, double pupils appeared in her eyes, with a divine light surging, as if trying to see through it.

At this time, on the city wall, a group of children were holding weapons, all dirty, and looked to be between eight or nine years old and teenagers. Some of the weapons in their hands were larger than their thin bodies, and they were staring at Zhou Cheng and his group vigilantly.

"A group of children, guarding the gate?"

Meng Tianzheng opened his mouth, his voice trembling a little. He couldn't help but recall a series of memories, and his heart was filled with sourness.

The gatekeepers of this legendary city... are actually a group of children?
Suddenly, the figure of a one-armed old man emerged, with a divine light in his turbid eyes: "Stop!"

An old, mocking voice sounded, somewhat harsh and intermittent, as if he had not spoken for a long time.

Seeing this, Zhou Cheng took a step forward, and a brilliant divine light burst out from behind him, and the ten great caves reappeared.

The surging immortal light echoed from the ten great caves. The endless essence substances contained in the caves had already transformed into real immortal substances. One could vaguely see figures sitting cross-legged in them.

Then, one figure after another stood up and walked out in the fairy light, holding different things in their hands, including a broken ancient plate, lush green willow branches, a very smoothly polished dragon bone mirror, Kunpeng's only original true feather, etc.

"I am Zhou Cheng, and I have come with the tokens of the kings to help the Original Imperial City!"

As soon as Zhou Cheng finished speaking, one god and one demon after another activated the Heavenly Power of the Kings. The next moment, the willow branch, the broken plate, and the dragon bone mirror emitted a brilliant divine light, reflecting three majestic and tall figures.

“The Immortal King of Samsara, the Ancestral Sacrifice Spirit… and the True Dragon King!”

The one-armed old man's voice trembled a little, he recognized those figures.

He looked at Zhou Cheng, and his dead eyes seemed to light up: "After so many years...someone in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths finally came to support us."

Meng Tianzheng said: "Senior, please let us enter the city."

The breath of this one-armed old man is very weak. Although he is a supreme-level figure, he gives people the feeling that he is not as good as a quasi-supreme. This is a sign that his life is coming to an end, and he only has the strength for one last sublimation battle.

The one-armed old man looked at Zhou Cheng and shook his head, saying, "Even if you have the tokens of the kings, if you want to enter the city, you must stand under the ancient mirror and be examined. The imperial city cannot afford to lose anything."

Zhou Cheng and others naturally had no objections. The six of them stood together and looked directly at the ancient mirror hanging on the city gate tower.

This is a mirror made from a certain kind of precious bone, as smooth as jade. An endless and soft glow suddenly spread across the mirror surface, enveloping Zhou Cheng and the other four, illuminating their souls and bodies.

"That's right, my fellow warriors from the Ninth Heaven!"

The one-armed old man's voice trembled, and a group of children nearby also cheered in a low voice. Their faces were dirty, and happy expressions appeared in their somewhat numb eyes.

Then they saw divine lights interweaving to form an ancient passage, which fell in front of Zhou Cheng and others.

This ancient city is majestic, even more powerful than Xindiguan, but it is very empty and desolate.

When we walked into the city, we saw only a group of children gathered together, and two old men, one with one arm and the other with a broken leg.

"He who can tear open the barrier must be a true immortal. Has Jiutian gotten rid of the curse now? How many tribesmen have come to support him?"

The old man with a broken leg looked at Zhou Cheng and said, "We have had a hard time resisting these years. All the young men have died. There are only a few of us old guys and children left. We are almost unable to hold on. How many true immortals in the Nine Heavens can enter the city now?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Tianzheng and others fell silent, their eyes just on Zhou Cheng.

Now, in the nine heavens and ten earths, apart from those few remnant immortals, only Zhou Cheng can be called an "immortal".

The old man with the broken arm also had a relieved expression on his face, and said: "We need new forces. With your coming, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief. I wonder what the current situation of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths is like? Is it still prosperous? How different is it from the ancient times of immortals?"

The one-armed old man and the one-legged old man are not from the ancient times.

Inside this original imperial pass are the lives of this era. The powerful ones born in the ancient times of immortals almost all died as early as the end of the ancient times of immortals. The few who survived have also died in battles over the years.

Otherwise, there would be no need to send a group of children to the top of the city to guard the pass.

Zhou Cheng sighed and said, "The strange and ominous curse is still there. Since the beginning of this era, no one can become an immortal. In order to achieve enlightenment, I created my own practice system and became an immortal in the human realm. I once fought against an immortal."

“Except for me, the one who is closest to the immortal level above the Nine Heavens is this fellow Daoist Meng Tianzheng.”

Zhou Cheng's words were cruel, and made the hopeful look in the two old men's eyes disappear again.

Meng Tianzheng, Yu Yun and the three old men were also silent. Zhou Cheng could feel their suppressed emotions, including guilt, complexity, and so on.

At this time, an old man came from the distance. He had all his limbs intact, but his cheeks and half of his head were cut off, leaving only one eye.

The injuries suffered by these three elderly people are very special. They are not attacks in the humanitarian field and cannot be recovered.

"My fellow tribesmen in my hometown, are they doing well? Back then, we selected a group of tribesmen from the city. They have strong bloodlines, inherited the blessings of the kings, and are extremely talented. I wonder if they have branched out and re-established an imperial clan?"

The one who spoke was the one-eyed old man who had just walked over. He looked at Zhou Cheng, Meng Tianzheng and others with hope.

"A few of the elders' clansmen?"

Meng Tianzheng was stunned. There were many large families above the Ninth Heaven, and he was not sure which lineage the old men in front of him belonged to.

Seeing this, the one-eyed old man felt a little embarrassed: "I was impatient and didn't explain it clearly. Those who have the symbol of honor in their forehead bones, and can even project it into the void, are our people.

That mark is the blessing of the kings. In the ancient times of immortals, our seven major families lived in the borderland. Our ancestor was also the oldest king, and he was the first to fight against the immortal kings and fall.

At that time, in order to show our glory and splendor, the kings chanted the mantra and ordered the heaven and earth to bless our seven clans, adding blessings to our bloodlines and passing them down through the ages..."

After these words were spoken, Meng Tianzheng's face turned pale as if he had been struck by lightning.

The reactions of several other elders were similar. Those who possessed this mark... weren't they the 'blood of sin' who were exiled to the lower realm and the state of sin?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Meng Tianzheng spoke with difficulty, not knowing how to explain the current treatment of 'Sinful Blood'.

When the three old men saw the attitudes of Meng Tianzheng and others, they had a bad feeling in their hearts.

Zhou Cheng shook his head and said, "Let me tell you. The descendants of the seven kings of the Borderland have now been labeled as a bloodline of sinners..."

In about a moment, Zhou Cheng had almost finished describing the situation of the Stone Clan, Fire Clan and other "Sinful Blood" clans.

Of the descendants of the seven kings, only the Stone Clan and the Fire Clan are left, with relatively many members. As for the other clans, such as the Ye Imperial Clan to which Ye Qianyu originally belonged, they have almost all been wiped out.

"How could this be? Why was it deemed sinful blood?"

The one-armed old man spoke in a calm voice without any emotion. However, Zhou Cheng and others could feel the great grief and indignation contained in that calm voice.

Zhou Cheng shook his head and said, "I was born very late in this life, so I don't know the cause and effect. Let me let you fellow Taoists explain it."

"At the beginning of the era, some people saw the Seventh King attacking their own strong men and beheading them. They also let some people go and defect to the Nine Heavens... With the evidence of some immortal families, the descendants of the Seventh King were labeled as 'sinners'."

The one who spoke was old man Guangming, the oldest of the few, born at the beginning of the era, and had heard this story told by the elders of the tribe.

The one-eyed old man couldn't help but ask, "What about the immortals who came to support us from the Immortal Realm? What about the real immortals in the Bronze Immortal Palace? They know the truth. The souls of those big men were eroded by darkness and were about to lose their minds. They took the initiative to ask the Stone King to chop off their heads to prevent them from falling and hurting their comrades..."

"And you, little girl, you are a descendant of the Yu family, right? Didn't old Lord Yu explain? Your lineage also comes from the Immortal Realm, and you know the truth."

Facing the one-eyed old man's question, Yu Yun shook her head with a complicated expression and said, "The Yu family no longer exists. It was destroyed a long time ago. At that time, I was sealed in the source by my clansmen and was not born until the ancient times."

"Heh... the True Immortal of the Bronze Immortal Palace is the one whose several sects have been madly suppressing the descendants of the Seven Kings, as well as Kunpeng, the only one of the Ten Evils who survived to this era. How could he possibly come out to explain?"

Zhou Cheng’s words shocked and angered the three old men.

The Ten Evil Kunpengs actually fell into the hands of their own people? They knew that the Immortal Realm forces to which the True Immortals of the Bronze Immortal Palace belonged had always been in conflict with the Kunpeng lineage, but they did not expect that the other side would be so cruel!
"Don't worry, seniors. After this trip to the Primitive Imperial City, I will clean up the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. The remaining immortals in the Immortal Palace, the true immortals behind the Demon Dragon Sect, the sword immortals behind the Sword Valley, etc., will all die."

Zhou Cheng's voice was also very calm, but it contained a tremendous will, and all the laws in the heavens trembled and rumbled because of it.

“But you don’t have to worry too much. The descendants of the Seventh King are still alive. They are my disciples. They have already cultivated three streams of immortal energy and are also outstanding in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths…”

As he spoke, Zhou Cheng informed the people present of the information about Shicun and a group of other children.

However, Zhou Cheng didn't know much, after all, he had been in seclusion for the past ten years. Yu Yun knew everything very well and told him about the achievements of these children in detail.

"There is another piece of news. The ancestor spirit never died and was reborn in the lower world. The most talented child among the descendants of the Stone Clan was taught by the ancestor spirit, the residual soul of the True Dragon, the residual soul of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Immortal King, and me."

After hearing that a genius had been born among the seven kings' descendants, the grief and anger of the elders subsided.

"Okay... As long as the children can practice diligently, that's good. With you here, I believe the children will be able to redress their grievances."

The one-armed old man spoke with a look of relief. He could sense that Zhou Cheng was as powerful as the true immortals among the seven clans back then.

Meng Tianzheng also spoke at this time: "Three seniors, this is roughly the situation in the Nine Heavens. I wonder what the situation is like in the city now. Are there any seniors in the Immortal Dao field?"

The old man with a broken leg nodded and said, "Among the seven kings, there is another king who is in charge, blessing the imperial city, hanging high above the abyss of heaven and not falling."

"When this imperial city was built, it was blessed by the supreme power of the fairyland. It can trigger the endless laws of the sky and the power of cause and effect, and span the two realms. No one can cross it. Even the immortal kings in foreign lands dare not touch it easily, fearing that the cause and effect will be intertwined, causing sudden changes and disasters."

As they were talking, several elders took Zhou Cheng and others deeper into the ancient city.

The once magnificent city now seemed desolate and empty. Most of the buildings were in ruins and no one had repaired them.

There is no way. There are too few people in the ancient city. Guarding and patrolling the city walls are already exhausting. As for repairing the buildings... forget it. There are many vacant buildings. As long as people can live in them, they can make do.

"So depressing..." Yu Yun couldn't help but send a message to Zhou Cheng.

Along the way, Zhou Cheng and others saw some women, children and kids, but they did not hear any laughter from the children. The women were dull and numb, and there was no innocence in the children's eyes.

Having experienced too much sorrow and war, these children had no childhood. After they began to understand things, they shouldered the responsibility of practicing and guarding the Imperial Pass.

In the center of the imperial city, stands a magnificent and huge palace.

Inside the palace, an endless stream of immortal flames was rising, illuminating the entire palace as transparent as colored glass.

You can see several figures sitting cross-legged in the palace. They are the corpses of several kings. They sit here and burn their own flesh and blood, releasing infinite essence and power to bless this city.

“There are no cultivators at the supreme level, and even the sect leaders are only a handful… How can they hold on?” Elder Qingmu couldn’t help but say.

Except for the three disabled old men, Zhou Cheng did not see a single cultivator in the supreme realm along the way.

Even at the sect leader level, there are only a handful of young men in their twenties. In the nine heavens and ten earths, such natural resources should be supreme prodigies, guarded like treasures by major forces.

In this primitive ancient city, they are the vanguard, shouldering the important task of being the first to "die".

"We are here. The king's residence is in front of us."

In front of a low hill, three old men stopped and bowed respectfully to the hill.

After a long time, of the last generation of seven kings of the borderland, only one is left alive, and the other six have already died.

The last king rarely took action, and all his energy was focused on maintaining this ancient city suspended high above the abyss. Only in this way could he mobilize the power of rules in the abyss.

Once the imperial city falls, it will be difficult to resist the invasion of immortals and immortal kings from foreign lands.

hum!
Suddenly, a soft and vast glow emerged, and a figure walked out.

The last of the Seven Kings of the Borderland, he still looks very young, but his long snow-white hair is dazzling, and his burly upper body is naked, with a spear piercing through it. It contains some kind of great power that cannot be removed.

"Senior, I am here to take over your position, to take charge of the Imperial Pass and guard the Abyss of Heaven!"

Zhou Cheng took a step forward, bowed slightly, and stated his purpose.

Only a true immortal can control the Imperial City. Among the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths today, only Zhou Cheng is barely qualified.

Of course, this does not include the restricted area characters, the Immortal Palace and a few other scum.

Only through the Imperial City can one connect to the Abyss of Heaven and Earth and activate the rules and causal forces within it.

Zhou Cheng came here to guard the Imperial Pass, so that on the one hand, this king who had been fighting for who knows how many tens of thousands of years could have a rest for a while.

On the other hand, one can also comprehend the great power in the sky and refine one's own Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram through this imperial city.

Tianyuan is actually the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths version of the Tai Chi Diagram of Gods and Demons, and it was created using the spiritual essence of many fallen Immortal Kings and True Immortals.

"To be able to reach this point under the influence of the curse, comparable to the flawed true immortal, is already remarkable, but... it's still a little short."

Zhou Cheng just smiled slightly when he heard this.

The next moment, the ten directions of the heavens reappeared, and immortal light surged. Zhou Cheng's ten bodies of gods and demons all came out, and each of them was radiating endless glory of immortality.

Boom!

With the unity of the ten Dharma bodies, Zhou Cheng's state has reached the utmost, and one step further, he is no weaker than a true perfect immortal. The passage of time cannot shake Zhou Cheng's life source.

For Zhou Cheng today, staying in this state permanently is no longer a burden.

"That should be enough. If it's still not enough... I still have a trump card."

As he spoke, a black and white treasure map evolved behind Zhou Cheng, reflecting the yin and yang sides, and illuminating two figures exactly like himself, wearing black and white robes respectively.

As long as Zhou Cheng is willing, he can combine the three bodies into one and recreate the state of fighting against the immortals of the imperial clan at that time.

But there is no need for that. It is enough for me to sit here. The two perfect incarnations still need to go to the nine heavens and ten earths to clean up.

(End of this chapter)