I picked up the scattered attributes

The arrival of Ying Daoyi, the Lord of the Gray Mist, brought about a bloody massacre, destroying that prosperous era.

Ambitious individuals of that era rose up in great numbers, composing a series of tragic and heroic epics.

In the end, however, the wind and sand buried everything, burying the former glory.

Thousands of years later, a soul from another world broke the silence of that wasteland.

"I must venture into the world depicted in the painting!"

In that battle seven hundred years ago, he tried to turn the tide, but ultimately failed.

This time, he wanted to try again to change his fate!

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Chapter 0978

Feng Xia's words made Lu Tiancheng's heart tighten.

Auspicious fortunes are brewing, yet a crisis is brewing?

He looked at the Xuan Yuan world in the painting, forced a smile, and said dryly, "Fellow Daoist Xia is exaggerating a bit. Although the creatures in the world of the painting are not strong, they are isolated from the world. As long as they don't do anything reckless, who can threaten them?"

Without the dragon ship transformed from the Ancestral Dragon, they wouldn't even be able to enter the Origin Pavilion.

Feng Xia remained silent.

Lu Tiancheng remained silent, then forced a dry laugh and asked, "Brother Xia, what exactly do you mean?"

Yu Hui stood between the two, and for no apparent reason, he felt a chill run down his spine!

"That's weird! That's weird!"

Yu Hui took more than ten steps back to avoid the clash of their auras, and his expression improved slightly.

He looked left and right, finding it hard to understand: "They used to be like brothers, with a very good relationship, so why are they suddenly so tense?"

Yu Hui shuddered, inwardly lamenting, "This man's face changes faster than a woman turning the pages of a book... Wait, I'm a man too!"

"Never mind, just pretend I didn't say that."

Feng Xia pondered for a long time but couldn't find a good way to tell everyone about the future.

His proactive intervention was already quite risky; if he were to proactively inform the beings of this era, who knows what kind of dramatic changes it would trigger?

If he returns to the future and finds that history has changed drastically, then the joke would be far too much.

"What I need to do is guide history and firmly grasp the future in my own hands!"

Feng Xia took a deep breath and smiled, "This world is blessed with good fortune and is in a golden age. It will surely have a bright future."

Lu Tiancheng raised an eyebrow slightly, glanced at Feng Xia, pondered for a moment, and then said, word by word, "That's not necessarily true!"

Feng Xia: "?"

Brother, what's wrong with you?

Before this, no matter how much he pleaded, Lu Tiancheng always seemed reluctant. So why did Lu Tiancheng immediately change his mind when he said he wouldn't go?

In an instant, an incredible thought quietly emerged.

Feng Xia suddenly turned her head and looked at Lu Tiancheng.

He suddenly said, "A prosperous fortune means great success and prosperity. Even if there is danger, one will surely be able to turn misfortune into good fortune."

Lu Tiancheng shook his head decisively: "Brother Xia, you are mistaken!"

The thought in Feng Xia's mind became clearer.

...This emperor of Lingyun Kingdom, could he be a contrarian?

He took a few more careful glances at Lu Tiancheng.

Compared to the image he remembered, Lu Tiancheng looked even younger at this moment.

"I see."

Feng Xia suddenly realized.

The Lu Tiancheng he knew was unparalleled in his domineering presence, imposing and dignified, a master strategist who could win battles from afar.

He was the emperor of Lingyun Kingdom, who single-handedly created the Lingyun era. It can be said that he was the undisputed ruler of the world!

However, all of this stems from the memories of Ancestor Chenhai.

Ancestor Chenhai is the sixteenth prince of Lingyun Kingdom. In his mind, Lu Tiancheng's image is first and foremost that of a dignified father, and only secondly that of an unparalleled emperor.

There will inevitably be some discrepancies between this and the real Lu Tiancheng.

"From a timeline perspective, the Lingyun Emperor in Ancestor Chenhai's memories should be from a later period than the current one."

The one standing before me now is the true Emperor Lingyun, the vibrant Lu Tiancheng.

Especially now, Lu Tiancheng is younger, more energetic, and full of boundless motivation!

Therefore, they have become even more argumentative.

Oh no, this should actually be called... My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens!

"What Fellow Daoist Lu said is indeed true. Having great fortune does not mean being absolutely invincible. Otherwise, there would not have been so many people with amazing fortune who have fallen throughout history."

Feng Xia tentatively said another sentence.

As expected, Lu Tiancheng raised his eyebrows again: "For us supernatural beings, the path of cultivation is a path against the heavens. The more we know that there are dangers ahead, the more we should forge ahead bravely."

As he was talking, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Am I getting a little too excited?

"It involves my homeland, so I'm still a little emotional..."

Realizing this, Lu Tiancheng sighed inwardly, feeling a pang of apology: "I'm really sorry, Brother Xia."

"By the way, have you guys felt something strange vibrating?"

Yu Hui, who had been playing a background role the whole time, swayed slightly and whispered with a hint of unease, "Maybe I'm just imagining things, but the Origin Pavilion seems... no, the Origin Pavilion is really shaking!"

Rumbling--

A dull rumble exploded in everyone's ears!

The group's expressions changed drastically.

"Some behemoth is approaching the Origin Pavilion!"

Feng Xia and the others released their divine senses, but they were blocked by the walls of the Origin Pavilion. They hurriedly returned to the main entrance on the first floor and looked around the space with great vigilance.

The void surrounding the Origin Pavilion is where a massive dragon ship is moored.

Feng Xia was the last to step out of the door, looking around with a solemn expression. There was nothing in the void, but in this short time, the roaring sound became more and more intense.

"Zu Long, can you tell what this sound is?"

Feng Xia spread his hands and looked at the Ancestral Dragon in the Dao Court.

Zu Long narrowed his eyes, sensed it for a moment, and then his expression suddenly turned serious. He said in a low voice, "This is the sound of waves."

"The sound of waves?"

Even Feng Xia was bewildered by this answer.

Since the sound of waves is heard, there must be rivers. However, there is nothing in the void, so where do the rivers come from?

"It really does sound like waves!"

Before long, the voice became clearer.

wow-

Even though the view was empty, it was as if everyone could see a long river, vast and boundless!

"Celestial River? Corona Major?"

The twin moon goddesses looked solemn. As innate deities of the Great Yin Dao, they sensed a familiar aura from the approaching sound of the tide.

However, it is different from their Taiyin Dao.

The atmosphere was even more tragic, mixed with overwhelming resentment. As the sound of the waves drew closer, even before their eyes appeared a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

A terrifying negative aura, rising higher and higher with each crashing wave against the invisible riverbank, filled everyone's senses.

However, the group still did not see the true form of the long river!

At one moment, Feng Xia suddenly realized something, and he stomped his foot heavily, causing a crack to appear in the space.

The pale waves actually splashed up from the gaps in space!

A bony claw covered in cracks suddenly emerged from a crack and clung to his feet!

"This river is..."

Feng Xia suddenly narrowed his eyes.

The Ancestral Dragon's will hardened, and his expression changed slightly as he said, "This is... the River Styx! The River Styx is approaching the Burial Ground, approaching the Palace of the Burial God King!"

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