I picked up the scattered attributes

Feng Xia's feelings became increasingly complicated, and she finally nodded with difficulty.

He had actually already conceived the idea of ​​taking Chang Xi away and taking her to the future.

But if that happens, should Lu Tiancheng and the others be taken along as well?

If he took them all, would history be altered, causing the future to drift into the unknown, flowing in a direction even he couldn't control?

Feng Xia really didn't dare to gamble on that possibility.

"I will definitely come back to see you again. At that time, no matter what happens, I will take you with me."

As soon as the words were spoken, the sky above everyone's heads rippled.

Space cracked open, revealing a mysterious ocean.

In the ocean, there dwells an incredibly strange and ferocious creature!

"This is it... The aura of the evil blood... disappeared here..."

A fragmented will emanated from that ocean.

Feng Xia's spirits jolted, and he turned to look at his old friends.

"You all wait here, I'll go and distract these bastards!"

Boom——

Feng Xia's divine wheel sliced ​​through space and crashed into the still bewildered Black Emperor.

“You brat!!”

The Black Emperor, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, immediately flew into a rage: "Does he really think I'm a pushover to be bullied?!"

Feng Xia greeted them with a big smile: "Yeah, what's up?"

His figure changed again, and a replica of the Six Paths Divine Wheel appeared behind his head. His body became incomparably majestic, like an unparalleled emperor who ruled over the Six Paths and suppressed reincarnation!

"You...Emperor You?!"

The Black Emperor was stomped on the face by Feng Xia and rolled away to more than ten star fields. In the next moment, the monstrous fluctuations from the sky intertwined into a terrifying mist of more than ten colors, enveloping him and the "Nether Emperor" together.

"The Nether Emperor? It's the aura of the Nether Emperor..."

"Is this guy still alive?"

High above, in that mysterious ocean, mist surges.

"The fate of the gray fog four thousand years ago seems to be related to the defeated Emperor You. Perhaps he really did not perish, but only faked his death!"

In the blink of an eye, the wills at the source of the mist had already exchanged messages hundreds of times.

Then, they made a joint decision:

"The Southern Star Region can be ignored, but this person must die—"

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Chapter 1058

Feng Xia had already prepared herself mentally before embarking on this time travel journey.

This journey is destined to be extremely short.

First of all, it was not him who rang the bell, but the Black Emperor.

The Black Emperor doesn't understand the Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon. Even if he can shake the Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon Bell, the effect of the bell's ringing might not be as good as expected.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

—In the past, Feng Xia's two time travels allowed him to stay in the past for several years. This was often due to his being forced to actively activate the Tianlong Eight-Tone Bell to return to the future.

This time, he did not stay in this space-time for long before he felt an immense sense of rejection!

This space-time was rejecting him, rejecting those who did not belong to this era!

"Even if I don't activate the Heavenly Dragon Eight-Tone Bell, I'll probably be ejected from this space-time very soon."

Feng Xia's mind went blank for a moment. Looking at the terrible fog rushing towards him, he raised his hand and grabbed the Black Emperor. Taking advantage of the Black Emperor's injury from fighting with the Lord of Blood Demons, he stuck him to the Heavenly Dragon Eight-Tone Bell and used him as a human shield to fight forward!

bang——

The bells tolled again, freezing time and space!

"What--"

Even the powerful beings from the other universe at the source of the strangeness only felt a blur before their eyes, and then their consciousness was dragged into a mysterious realm!

In this strange realm, the passage of time seems to have lost its meaning.

Having long entrusted their lives to the Way of Heaven, they have now lost their connection to it!

"where is this place?"

"Gentlemen, welcome to my world."

Feng Xia, still maintaining the demeanor of the Nether Emperor, spoke calmly.

In his palm, the vibration of the Heavenly Dragon Eight-Tone Bell was rapidly becoming more intense, as if it might break free of his control at any moment!

"As expected, there was only one Lord of the Gray Mist last time, but this time there are more than ten. The time they stay in this stagnant spacetime has been reduced to the shortest possible!"

Feng Xia understood perfectly.

The so-called "time-space stagnation" is, to put it simply, the moment time travel begins, the sound of the Heavenly Dragon Eight-Tone Bell is forcibly suppressed, thereby remaining in a strange state that does not belong to the past, the present, or the future!

However, this suppression has its limits.

With so many powerful and mysterious sources gathered together, Feng Xia was almost unable to suppress the restlessness of the Heavenly Dragon Eight-Tone Bell.

Therefore, he made his decision in the blink of an eye.

play!

We need to put on a flawless show so that these eerie beings will hesitate to act!

"You are not Emperor You. Emperor You has been dead for a long time."

Each wisp of mist gradually transformed into a human figure.

One of the bronze-colored figures spoke sharply, questioning, "However, since you dare to impersonate the Nether Emperor, no matter what methods you use, we will send you... to accompany the Nether Emperor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other figures in the mist surged forward, clearly intending to make their move as well!

"Are you sure? I, the Emperor, rule over reincarnation and suppress all realms and six paths. Are you really sure... I am dead?"

The wind blew out softly, becoming incredibly ancient and boundless, echoing in this stagnant space-time.

The figures in the mist unconsciously looked at each other.

Emperor You is dead; this is a fact they have all confirmed.

However, the fact that it came from Feng Xia's mouth, and with such certainty, made them feel somewhat uneasy.

Could it be that the ancient emperor... is still alive?

"I'm not holding this against you, only because I have other plans. Gui Xue alone is one thing, but if you dare to get involved..."

In a flash of inspiration, Feng Xia thought of the Underworld Emperor who had merged with the Nether Emperor.

In later generations, strictly speaking, it wasn't just the Nether Emperor who was resurrected, but also the Underworld Emperor, who was equally infamous back then!

The Underworld Emperor was a ruthless figure who had killed a Primordial Emperor!

The marks of the Nether Emperor and the Underworld Emperor should contain extremely strong personal will. Even with external forces, it would be almost impossible to force them to merge—which great emperor would allow himself to be compatible with others and become part of another being?

Those who can reach that level, regardless of their innate or acquired qualities, or their racial origins, must be filled with boundless confidence in their own Dao and their own existence!

—Except for the Black Emperor.

After all, it seems that the Black Emperor has been beaten senseless.

However, the marks of the Nether Emperor and the Underworld Emperor merged without any hindrance.

After the two were revived, despite having two different ways of thinking, they did not clash but instead got along very well.

It's like...

The Nether Emperor and the Underworld Emperor were originally one!

"That's right. The Underworld Emperor was a being born after death. He killed the innate God of Death born from the six stars of the Southern Dipper and devoured the Great Dao of that innate God of Death. At that time, everyone thought that there would definitely be a battle between the Nether Emperor and the Underworld Emperor, and that the rightful heir to death must be decided!"

"But... what if the Nether Emperor and the Underworld Emperor were originally the same person?"

"As the Great Emperor who governs reincarnation, sending a portion of one's true spirit into reincarnation to give birth to another life... is not a difficult thing!"

Everything seemed to suddenly come together at this moment.

Even though Feng Xia had no evidence, his intuition told him...

These speculations are very likely true!

Therefore, he changed his prepared lines at this moment.

"Do you all think that I, who was born at the end of death and holds the reincarnation, would not be able to foresee my own impending death?"

The voice of the "Nether Emperor" was clear and cold, devoid of any warmth, yet possessing an undeniable majesty: "Or do you all believe that I, having sensed my impending death, will make no preparations whatsoever?"

In an instant, the surging of the fog intensified.