The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 29: The corpse disaster, the gourd romance

The ancient emperor buried the Holy Spirit, and purgatory appeared in heaven.

A broken plaque reveals the dusty mythological history.

The ancient chapter was opened again, making all the living beings present unable to calm down.

In the past, the Heavenly Palace collapsed and the mythological era came to an end. After an unknown amount of time, the Immortal Emperor reigned over the world and ushered in a glorious ancient era.

Of course, the myriad races of the time would not call it the ancient times, but would honor it as the Age of Gods or the Age of Emperors.

"In the ancient heaven, there are indeed Holy Spirit Killing Formations and Holy Spirit Secret Techniques. The old gods used them to prolong their lives, and the descendants of the old tribe, the Yuhua Emperor, also used them to transform into a holy spirit and reborn into a new life. However, it is unlikely that there are Holy Spirits in them.

Although there are palaces and ruins of the ancient heaven in the later Beidou, this place under Purgatory is too involved and has become more subtle. "

Wang Hongwu pondered, and combined with the various secret speculations he knew before crossing over, he suspected that there was a big problem here, involving many things, such as the root cause of the war between all races, the mysterious ancient emperor who suppressed the ancient battlefield, the rebellious holy spirit who came from nowhere, and the Fighting Saint Emperor who killed it.

Even the timelines of the four are uncertain. Even the bolder ones can make the inference that the Holy Spirit occupied Purgatory and turned it into a restricted area, and was later killed by the Holy Emperor. If so, it means that Purgatory must have an extremely special place, buried with great secrets, and some unknown terrain and benefits, which would make people make such a choice.

Of course, to him, these were just speculations, and the truth might be completely different. Duan De, standing by, was lost in thought as he stared at the Heavenly Court plaque. In the distance, the Silver-Blooded Semi-Saint mused, "Only the first two words remain, but the rest must be detailed divisions or place names. I just don't know what kind of thing this is from the Ancient Heavenly Court."

"There's no need to worry about it. If it really is a palace left over from the ancient heaven, it would have been taken away by the Holy Spirit and the Fighting Saint Emperor long ago." The First King Half Saint shook his head, quite self-aware. Besides, it was just a plaque and of no great use.

He raised his hand and tried to pick it up, but unexpectedly found that he could not lift it at all, as if he was dragging a big star.

Rise! The First King Semi-Saint's eyes darkened, and he suddenly mobilized the power of the Holy Domain. Between his palms and fingers, a mighty force that could split the heavens and earth erupted, but he still couldn't shake the plaque. In fact, it even stimulated it to react. The incomplete characters engraved on it danced like dragons and snakes, and like the roar of gods and demons, it erupted with an earth-shattering aura.

"Looking for trouble!" Wang Hongwu and Duan De's expressions changed. They could see ripples appearing on the plaque with their naked eyes, and it emitted bursts of majestic sounds, like thousands of troops galloping, which made people's eardrums ache, their bones and muscles soften, and they couldn't help trembling.
"The Emperor is dead, the gods of all realms will be in chaos, the Heavenly Court will collapse, and it will fall apart in one day... Sinners... die!"

These were not real words, but a residual divine consciousness, yet it was so powerful that it made people tremble. As the last word "death" fell, the murderous aura rolled like a tsunami, sweeping over everyone in an instant.

The creatures around screamed in surprise as they saw huge crowds of people appearing in all directions. Each of them looked like an immortal god or demon, as if they were the reappearance of the heavenly troops of the past, roaring loudly and continuously.

Bang! Some famous figures were shattered on the spot, shaken to death by this divine sound. Many immortal giants felt dizzy and powerful people were retreating step by step. These phantoms could actually cause harm, which was terrifying.

With the casualties, everyone looked at the First King Half Saint with resentment.

"Oh no, something here has been disturbed. We're probably going to be in big trouble next. Little dragon, why don't we retreat? We've got the Nine Aperture Spiritual Liquid anyway, so we can split it in half each." Duan De shrank his neck at this moment and began to back down.

This surprised Wang Hongwu. He thought that this guy would rush forward desperately, but he didn't want to leave so early. According to the intuition brought by the secret of the previous word, there was an extremely important opportunity for him here that he couldn't miss.

He came here to complete the mission of the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest and to seek his own opportunity, but he hadn't achieved either yet! He immediately shook his head and dragged Duan De inside.

"You damn Wuliang Tianzun, you are so mean, little dragon. There are corpses in here, and even the remnants of the resentment of the Holy Spirit. Even the ancestor king would die if he came. Why are you still dragging me along? You have to pay more, you must pay more!" The fat Taoist cursed. He actually saw through many secrets and refused to get involved.

And the fact was just as Duan De said. After the plaque in the Heavenly Palace was touched, a river suddenly washed out in the battlefield ahead.

This muddy, blood-yellow river twists and turns, and long howls can be heard from the river. Amidst the turbulent Yellow Springs, a creature with bat wings and a body like a demon ape flies across the sky.

"Corpse ghost! Something unexpected has happened in the ancient battlefield. The Douzhan royal family did not lie. We are in trouble." Someone immediately changed color and shuddered with fear, because this was a creature that could only be born in the ancient extremely dark and desolate place. It could be called a fierce ghost. It was extremely ferocious and could even tear apart the powerful.

"There's not just one, there's a whole group... How, how could this happen?" "This former battlefield has truly become a corpse-raising ground. A disaster is about to happen."

People exclaimed that a group of corpse spirits had been bred here. Many of them were covered with white hair and had no wings, looking like old corpses flying across the sky; others were purple all over, covered with scales, had horns, and had devilish wings.

There was no shortage of powerful beings and slayers among them, and there were even beings that could rival the semi-saints. They flew out at once, causing the two semi-saints of the First King Clan and the Silver Blood Clan to change color, because their number was actually greater than theirs!

Ten semi-saint-level corpses suddenly rushed out!
They roared past with a monstrous aura of death, causing mountains to collapse and the earth to crack, and rivers and seas to boil.

Puff! After just one encounter, the two semi-saints of the Heavenly King Clan were beaten back, their blood spilling into the sky. They were very powerful, but the corpse disaster was even more powerful. These creatures were at least semi-saints in life, and some were even the reincarnation of saints after death. How could they not be terrifying?
The remaining corpses rushed down all at once and killed thousands of lives in less than a moment. It was a disaster. Corpses fell from the sky and blood rained down.

"Damn this corpse disaster! I think it has something to do with the guys from the underworld!" "Hurry up and break out together!"

The remaining creatures rose up to resist, blood splattered everywhere, and magical weapons were broken into pieces one after another. This was a bloody world.

The screams, the sounds of weapons breaking, and the clash of spells were overwhelming, piercing the eardrums in the midst of war and making people's souls tremble.

Wang Hongwu's eyes flashed, and his Sun and Moon Sky Pupils saw that Huangquan was rioting. Obviously, there was a bigger monster about to rush out, more terrifying than the Half-Saint. The front word secret also issued a warning, and a colorful divine light suddenly emanated from his brow, and a picture emerged from it.

In the rapidly flashing scenes, the Ancestral King appeared, a terrifying shadow appeared, an unknown giant hand covered the sky, and even the ancient imperial soldiers appeared!
"There's a big problem here!" He reacted immediately. At the same time, De also exclaimed, "Hurry up, a saint-level corpse has emerged!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a broken corner of the Extreme Dao Array pattern moved through the void, carrying Wang Hongwu directly across a hundred miles and leaving this area.
Just a moment after they left, a deafening roar was heard from the Yellow Springs, and several creatures flew over from the upper reaches of the Corpse River. They had strange appearances, each one like a thunder god, and their hair all over their bodies shone with a faint golden light.

Around it, the terrifying holy power condensed into a substantial yellow cloud that covered the sky and made it difficult for everyone to breathe.

"Ancestor... Ancestor King-level corpse spirit!" "Corpse path to sainthood? Oh my god, what should we do?"

Everyone was immediately in a panic. This was too terrifying. The Ancestral King had not arrived yet, but these flesh and blood monsters born from corpse energy appeared and turned into Yin Saints. Each one was extremely terrifying, and their eyes tore through the void. They were all at the saint level.

Bang! In just a moment, tens of thousands of creatures in the field were killed, with more than 90% disappearing directly, causing heavy losses.

No royal status, no dignity of a fierce tribe, no royal bloodline. All are ants below saints and sages.

Puff! Even the two semi-saints from the Silver Blood Clan and the First King Clan could not escape the disaster and were killed on the spot.

On the other side, a place a hundred miles away.

The figures of Wang Hongwu and Duan De were wrapped in the array pattern and rushed out, stepped down from the void to the ground, and glanced around.

Although they avoided the chaos of corpses, they seemed to have entered another dangerous situation.

"Old Duan, where did this... come from?" "Don't ask, it's fate. This place is destined for us."

The two looked around, fell silent at first, and then sighed deeply, because the area they came from was too terrifying. All kinds of ancient weapon fragments and divine light of laws were flying around. They were the manifestations of the gods left behind by the ancestor king who had fought in the past.

It was a terrifying sight, as if hundreds of ancestral kings were battling against each other, displaying the most essential divine principles of their lives in a fierce confrontation.

The previous corpse disaster and the current battlefield are only about the same.

"Well... uh... how should I put it, I think this is a good place to train weapons." After a long time, Duan De finally uttered a word. Those divine rules are all at the saint level. If they can be imprinted into weapons, there will definitely be endless benefits.

"I know that there are huge benefits in going through the tribulation here. Of course, I'm talking about the tribulation of becoming a saint." Wang Hongwu nodded. He was just joking and would not blame Duan De. The war that swept across all the races took place here. At least hundreds of saint-level strongmen died, and the gods have not dispersed to this day. If you go through the tribulation here, it is equivalent to dragging these things to go through it together.

In that situation, the power of the heavenly tribulation is terrifying, but the benefits are definitely huge as well.

As he spoke, Wang Hongwu took a step forward, and stared directly into the battlefield with his Sun and Moon Sky Pupils. Suddenly, he saw something, which was the Yellow Spring that had rushed out of the corpse ghost earlier.

Looking closely, the Yellow Spring actually flows out from here.

"Could it be the corpse water left after the saint corpses decayed?" Duan Deqing exclaimed, and quickly stepped forward with the protection of the array pattern, calling Wang Hongwu to come over and investigate.

When they entered the upper reaches of the river, they discovered something strange. The water flow became thinner and deeper, condensing from a hundred feet wide to the thickness of a finger.

Going a step further, I found that the yellow spring water, as thick as a finger, was flowing out of something.

It was a gourd, an old gourd that was black and purple, and looked a little broken. In a small pit behind it, there was still a wooden hammer left, pressing something down. It rose and fell from time to time, and a ray of light rose from the gap.

It seemed as if there was some living creature breathing underneath it, as if trying to push it open.

what?
Wang Hongwu was surprised. The Yellow Spring he had just seen actually came out of this gourd?
This is too weird and too bizarre. You know, there are still many corpses living in the Yellow Springs. The fact that it was chosen as a nest shows how high the quality of this water is. Even the Yellow Springs water seen in the underworld node before cannot compare with it.

"Wow, little dragon man, your intuition is really accurate. You have seen a big treasure." Even Duan De was amazed. This luck is really good and enviable.

Wang Hongwu said nothing, but just walked forward to pick up the wooden hammer. There was nothing surprising about this thing. There were even traces of insect bites on it. It was almost rotten and did not look like a weapon at all. No one would pick it up if it was thrown on the ground.

But it was this inconspicuous broken wooden hammer that emitted chaotic light when it was swung, directly piercing through the void and spreading terrifying ripples that were enough to kill the creatures on the fairy platform.

Looking at the big black gourd with the yellow spring water trickling out of it, he simply stuffed the handle of the rotten wooden hammer into it. It fit perfectly and just blocked the mouth of the gourd. The hammer head and the gourd mouth became one, becoming a complete object again.

"So it was this thing that was defeated in the war between gods and unexpectedly ended up here. Is it related to the mysterious ancient emperor, or was it obtained by the Holy Spirit?
I just retrieved the soldier souls from the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest to repair the remaining soldiers, and now they can be put to good use."

Wang Hongwu understood that this was the black gourd of divine war that he had been searching for for a long time, perhaps it could be called the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

He looked around carefully and found that there were many paths that led to other places in Purgatory. The reason why the Saint Son of Purple Mansion in later generations was able to obtain this thing was probably because the myriad races brought it out after entering here, leaving behind a brilliant record of killing the Ancient King, and then self-proclaimed it. But now he was blessed with the secret of the previous word, and he had his own destiny.

Boom!
However, just as he pulled up the wooden hammer and took away the gourd, it was as if he had touched something. A terrifying aura filled the entire purgatory, the ancient battlefield trembled, and the mountains and rivers and veins of the earth shook as if they had life, and were about to boil.

what happened?
(End of this chapter)