The Great Road of Shading the Sky

Chapter 217: Holy Ruins (To be continued!)

The newly promoted Immortal Emperor from the remote heavens went to the sea for sacrifice.
The unspeakable female devil feeds on the strange immortal emperor.
The despicable and shameless clan thieves entered the ancestral land of the plateau
She dug up the ancient coffin of the ancestor
She buried herself in it.
Then, the supreme lord of weirdness came to her loyal land of doom!
“BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

At this moment, the plateau roared and shook continuously, as if welcoming its true master. The strange and ominous power rose, appearing more and more magnificent.

The heavens wailed, the heavens fell, the sacrificial sea surged, an incredible force shocked the world, it was too terrible, too depressing, everything seemed to be sinking and collapsing, sliding into the abyss of darkness
She was silent, and resolutely stepped into the plateau, her back looking very desolate.

She wanted to kill all enemies, raise the flag, and lead the world to light, but she didn't know what went wrong, and her existence was discovered early by the weird ancestor.

As a result, a series of events occurred and the situation became a mess.

For example, Huang was supposed to appear in the world in the years to come, but was forced to fake his death and escape early. Now he was found again while he was in hibernation and recuperation, and his strength is far from reaching its peak.

There are also Henren, Ye Fan and Wu Shi, whose own strength is improving faster, but the ten great ancestors have all been born. It is useless for them to improve faster. Once the ancestors turn their attention to them, it will be a disaster.

"The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold. The hero and the beauty will never return once they leave." She murmured at last.

Human power will eventually be limited. It is too difficult for her and Huang to fight against the ten ancestors alone. To put it bluntly, they can never kill them all.

Even in the original trajectory, when Huang Ye and the other person developed to the late stage, they only teamed up to take away five ancestors. Now they are even inferior, and it is not known whether they can forcibly kill four.

So, she decided to take a different approach and directly raided the ancestors' hometown!

Invincible, right? Constantly resurrected, right? Protected by the power of the plateau, right?

I've opened the lid of your coffin, let's see how you can revive!

At the last moment, she no longer hesitated, and strode into the deepest part of the plateau's doomsday land, burning her boats and taking action.

She dug out one ancient coffin after another made of rare treasures from underground on the plateau. Endless primordial matter filled the air and completely eroded her body and mind, and that wisp of immortal consciousness gradually became blurred.

"I can't sink yet, and I won't be lost. Open it to me!"

She opened an ancient coffin, poured out the primordial matter inside, and then raised her hand and threw it out of the plateau.

"Open the door, fellow villagers. I'm here to bring you warmth!"

She called everyone "fellow villager" and threw the ancient coffins one by one without hesitation. Her movements were cold and ruthless. Soon, she threw all ten coffins off the plateau and into the unknown ruins of the sea of ​​sacrifice.

At this time, the ancestors who were still outside and feeling complacent suddenly woke up and realized that something was seriously wrong, and they all let out howls of despair.

They didn't care about the variable Huang at all. If they didn't go back, their home would be gone!
However, some people are unwilling to let them go easily.

Huang stood at the front, facing the ten strange ancestors alone!

"He is free and at ease! He is eternal!!"

He roared, his black hair spread out, his eyes flashed with cold lightning, and in an instant the past, present and future were all broken, and his figure was everywhere.

In the field of sacrificial Tao, this method is the only one left after the Great Dao is burned. This is his most powerful skill and the basis of his true invincibility throughout the ages.

His figure appears under every historical sky, in every era, and in the world of every epoch.

He is present in the present and in the future.

He can transform freely. He can transform everything, he can transform his enemies, he can transform himself, he can transform eternity. His attack power is unmatched. In endless time and space, he is everywhere and at the same time launches an attack with all his strength!

"Kill him!!"

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!!"

When the ancestors saw someone blocking their way, they naturally went crazy. If they didn't go back, something would happen to them and they would definitely not have a good ending.

"boom!!!!"

In a moment, Huang's body became weak and was about to disappear.

He was truly fearless in fighting ten people alone. The most terrifying thing was that in such a situation, he actually dragged an ancestor with him, and they died together.

He transformed into freedom, he transformed into eternity, he also transformed his own origin, he really did his best.

The thunder pool exploded, the wild sword broke, and in the sad and beautiful blood light, the tall figure gradually blurred.

He transforms everything, he transforms eternity, but he can never transform all the sadness of the world, nor all the sorrow of death.

The Emperor of Heaven died, and the world no longer saw desolation.
Young men leave the wilderness, men travel all over the world, and wherever they live is their home. Where they die is where they are buried, and the green mountains and hills of the world are all the same.

In a distant and unknown place, there was a group of wounded people crying and screaming in grief, bleeding and shedding tears, unable to hold back the endless sorrow and pain in their hearts.

On the other side, there were also many people weeping, recalling the beautiful figure of the past, recalling the times when the world was filled with grief and blood, there was always someone who would come up with an idea to save the people.

What a brilliant and bright woman she was. When facing those who were hesitant and discouraged, she would always smile and comfort them: What's wrong, young man? Is it time for you to doubt that you are not the protagonist?
Too many people respected and loved her, but when she was met with an audience, she said: If you have evil thoughts, it is useless to kneel and kowtow to me; if you have an upright heart, it is okay if you don't bow to me?

Of course, a few people knew that she also had a flamboyant side, and she once said to herself: I am the only me, the best in the world, the best here!

At this moment, people shed tears, because that person who was as bright as the morning glow and as beautiful as the light would never come back.

Good years are fleeting, and once they are gone, they can never be seen again in this world.

"Who in the world can live forever? No matter how proud you are, you will eventually turn into a handful of earth. Even if you are extremely beautiful, there will be a day when you will wither." Someone sighed deeply.

The Emperor fell and all the worlds mourned!!

But the remaining nine ancestors had no mood to sigh about anything. They were really going crazy and mad, and they were determined to fight their way back to the alien plateau at all costs.

Unfortunately, they were blocked by Huang and arrived too late.

"My youth is no longer my youth. My body is gone. I am no longer myself. Is there any meaning in doing this?"

Someone had kicked away all the ancient coffins buried deep underground on the plateau and was about to bury himself in one, but suddenly his body trembled and he hesitated.

As a result, she caught a quick glance and suddenly saw a mysterious avenue tree not far away.

The tree was shrouded in a thick strange substance, swaying in the wind, its branches and leaves rubbing against each other, making thousands of collision sounds, and rules splashing everywhere.

Under the tree, silently, a black shadow flashed, and then this road tree that had been rooted in the strange plateau for endless years was cut off at the roots and left peacefully.

"As expected, I still need a good coffin." She said to herself, and decisively buried herself in the plateau. Endless primordial matter poured down and all sank into the coffin.

She did not feel any pain. With every breath she took in and out of the primordial matter, she felt that her strength seemed to be increasing infinitely.

"Are you back?" A wisp of mist floated over, and a hazy voice sounded from the end of the plateau, hesitant, yet with a kind of natural closeness.

This vast plateau, this strange and ominous ancestral land, has developed its own consciousness. It's ridiculous that the ancestors are still unaware of it.

Although it is not a complete consciousness, it can fully borrow the power of the original patient in the past. It is not a creature above the sacrificial path, but it has some supreme means. "Yes, it's me, I'm back!" Although she felt a little confused, she was still talking nonsense while knocking the ashes.

"Good boy, come here and let me see you."

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Although the consciousness of Gaoyuan's birth was grand, it was also very vague. I just felt that something was not quite right, but I couldn't think deeply about it.

In its opinion, being able to step directly into the plateau and devour the ashes left by that person in such an exaggerated way can only mean that that person has returned against the will of heaven.

But after that person returns, will he still allow it to exist?
In an instant, Gao Yuan's consciousness seemed to awaken something and he felt a chill. Nothing can stimulate potential more than the difference between life and death.

At this moment, it felt like it was about to awaken its true self-awareness, and it even wished it could grow a few more legs and leave this place.

"Haha, good boy, why are you running? Come on, let me eat you!" A slightly hoarse voice sounded faintly, echoing on the plateau.

The coffin made of the Dadao tree suddenly opened a gap, and a pale arm stretched out from it. It seemed to grab something from the void and dragged it into the coffin.

Grab it and refine it instantly!

Deep in the plateau, there is silence, but an incomparable atmosphere is gradually rising.

On the entire plateau, outside the ancestral land, countless strange creatures were affected and all knelt on the ground. No one could raise their heads under this pressure that surpassed the ancestor.

All the strange creatures were trembling, as if the end of the world had come.

The next moment, all the strange tribes exploded, crushed into dust by the ominous aura they were most familiar with, and disappeared with looks of unconcealable fear.

A vague outline emerged from the end of the plateau, and the dark throne rose, reflected in the universe, visible to all living beings.

A hazy figure walked towards the raised throne, but unfortunately, no one could see his appearance when he turned around.

Who is He?
Is He transcendent?
There is no doubt that he has definitely surpassed the ten most bizarre ancestors and become the true ultimate ancestor!

Huang is dead, and the woman who once amazed the world is also gone. If He stirs up a dark turmoil, who in this world can stop Him? !
Looking back on the good years, I saw so much.

She saw her old friends and relatives, and saw the changes in the world, but she could do nothing. The last bit of her consciousness stayed on the plateau, sending away a wisp of pollen.

"The sea turns to dust, the thunder and lightning dry up, but one day I will return."

At the same time, the nine ancestors roared outside the plateau, angry and frightened. They wanted to return to their ancestral land, bury their bodies in the coffins again, and restore their immortality.

But they were doomed to despair.

This plateau already has new owners. They are the abandoned ones, not recognized, not worthy of returning, and have become dogs without a home!

"You damn woman, you are so shameless and hateful, you slut." One of the ancestors had a bad temper and stood in front of Gao Yuan and cursed.

Then, a slender finger surrounded by black air and emitting a strong and indissoluble weird and ominous aura suddenly appeared.

With a point of his finger, it was crushed to pieces, and the corpse and coffin abandoned in some ruins were also blown up.

With a single finger strike, they were killed, both body and soul were destroyed, and only the eight ancestors remained in the world.

"How dare He, how dare He?"

"There's no going back, we've been abandoned"

"One person is the ultimate, the variables are like this."

"Will He come to hunt us down? After all, we were once His enemies." Someone was terrified.

“Yes, but not now. He is sitting on the plateau. It will take a long time for Him to completely absorb and refine those primordial substances. Before that, He will probably fall into silence and will not actively hunt us.”

"How ridiculous! There will come a day when we will become prey, like dogs that have lost their homes. How pathetic, lamentable, hateful and shameful!"

“No matter what, when He wakes up, you and I will be dead without a burial place. Let’s go and kill him first, turn the world upside down and turn all the worlds into ruins!”

"That's right. Sacrifice blood to the universe to awaken the supreme being. The original matter is his ashes. He is the true master of the plateau!"

The eight surviving ancestors went completely crazy. They found their own bodies that were thrown away, gathered the remnants, and headed towards the world, but they were met with bad news and repeatedly hit a wall.

"Damn it, why can these worlds stop us? It was she who gave us the protection in the end. Does she still have a trace of consciousness?"

"This is the last thing she can do. When 'He' wakes up, he will definitely become the biggest source of weirdness in this world. It is impossible for him to still have the consciousness he had before his death!"

“But it’s a bit troublesome. It’s not that it cannot be broken, but He has not yet transcended. Kill Him and break through the universe and the world!” Several ancestors looked as ferocious as evil spirits.

The battle was endless and extremely brutal, with bright red blood flowing, and the atmosphere was filled with despair and sadness.

Too many people died. Those who died in battle felt sad and unwilling, but with their passing, everything was over.

The living are in even greater pain, as they bear all the sorrow and grief. How can they forget it? They are destined to suffer for half their lives.

Above the heavens, all the powerful people from all over the world gather here. All the immortal emperors are here, and the others are all immortal kings.

“Even if a shocking change occurs, the First Ancestor is still unstoppable and cannot be defeated by the Immortal Emperor, unless someone can also step into that realm.” Immortal Emperor Menghai sighed.

This is a fact that everyone knows very well and has nothing to do with shaking confidence.

"Give me some time, and I will step into that field." The ruthless man, dressed in white clothes as white as snow, spoke lightly, then turned and left.

She wants to fight, to kill, to step into that realm, and to find that person.

Wu Shi had an indifferent expression and kept his back to everyone. No one knew what he was thinking, and no one knew what he was carrying.

He knew everything, and the truth was too cruel for him. If the one in the doomed land of the plateau woke up one day, would he still be her?

I can’t think about it, and I dare not think about it at all.

"Let's go, don't hesitate, don't let us down, let's go and fight our way out of this world!" Ye Fan patted his shoulder, and the two of them followed the ruthless man's steps and left together.

The war never stops, the flames of war are raging, and countless heroes have killed the enemies without returning!
The Emperor of Heaven died, all the worlds were in ruins, and all the saints and sages were buried under the ruins!
A desolate voice rang out on the battlefield: "After thousands of years, who will be able to hold a pen and record the achievements of the heroes? I am afraid that after thousands of years, the autumn wind will sweep away the thousands of hills, leaving only ruins, and the past will be gone without a trace or a memory."

I don’t know when or where, as if separated by many eras, a sigh came from a trance.

"One century, one autumn, all the worlds fade away like falling flowers, all the worlds turn into dust, who will stand by after a thousand years?"

Who is it, at the end of the world, sighing alone about the distance of life?
(Not finished! Not finished! Not finished! Important things must be said three times!)
(Okay, darlings, the prologue is finally finished, let’s start the main text haha.)

(End of this chapter)