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Chapter 1553 The Last King (Update)
On the wall of the original imperial city, an old man stood up. His hair and beard were all white, his body was thin and dry, he had only one arm, his clothes were tattered and stained with blood, his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were cloudy, and his body was declining.

Previously, his call from his people was full of expectation and hope, which made it difficult for people to calm down, because since this era, the descendants of the seven kings have been fighting at the forefront, and even children and frail old people have climbed onto the city walls, guarding the nine heavens and ten earths for countless years.

However, their suffering did not result in rest and recuperation for their fellow tribesmen in the rear, but rather betrayal and persecution, with the heroes shedding blood and tears.

"Senior, please let us enter the city."

Above the sky, Xu Xin, who was standing on a Qilin, spoke. Looking at the old, weak and sick people on the top of the city, he couldn't help but feel a sense of respect and an exciting emotion in his heart. He really wanted to change all this.

"Fellow tribesmen... please stand on the bluestone..."

An old man opened his mouth, as if he had not spoken for a long time. His voice was hoarse and his words were unclear. As he spoke, two beams of light flew out of his cloudy old eyes, and the bronze battle axe held in his one arm burst out with immortal brilliance.

Xu Xin's figure landed and stood on a piece of bluestone at the foot of the city wall. It was three feet square and very simple, and there didn't seem to be anything special about it.

However, the moment Xu Xin stood on it, accompanied by a slight "hiss" sound, the bluestone instantly glowed, and a ball of fire enveloped Xu Xin, sweeping through his tendons, limbs, and bones, even his soul.

The fire did not hurt Xu Xin. He felt warm, and the rune flame on his forehead became brighter, as if he was being blessed by a force.

"It's not an alien and tyrannical creature pretending to be one."

The old man nodded, and many people on the city wall, including children, breathed a sigh of relief. This stone could be used to test whether someone is a true descendant of the Seven Queens.

"My tribe, please look up again."

The old man still spoke cautiously. When Xu Xin looked up, a bone mirror hanging on the city gate tower shot out a ray of light that went straight into Xu Xin's sea of ​​consciousness.

"They are really from the tribe. They came with good intentions and they didn't lie."

The old man was excited, and several other people on the city wall also showed joy, and the children cheered softly.

"Everyone, accept the test."

After Xu Xin finished the examination, he turned around and said something to the remnants of the Nine Heavens Army. The survivors from Diguan looked at each other, but finally accepted Xu Xin's orders.

Fortunately, no one had any problems.

In fact, there will be basically no problems with these people because they are the descendants of the seven kings who were persecuted in Diguan.

Those dark forces in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths suppressed and persecuted the descendants of the Seven Kings, and it was not just like this in Zui State. It can even be said that the situation in Zui State was relatively good, while the situation inside the Borderland Emperor's Pass was even worse.

In the past, the seven royal families of the original imperial city once escorted a group of old, weak, women and children to the rear, which is now the imperial city for rest. They originally thought that this would allow them to recuperate, but in the end they were persecuted to the extreme, with only a few bloodlines left, and they reproduced with difficulty.

"laugh!"

The descendants of the seven kings passed the test one after another. Suddenly, a blue flame rose from the earth. An immortal aura permeated the air and formed an insurmountable wall of fire, enveloping the entire original imperial city. Xu Xin and his group finally entered the city.

An old man came out, sat on a large bluestone, and communicated with Xu Xin.

"You are wrong to stay here."

Xu Xin glanced at the group of old, weak and sick people behind the old man and sighed.

"This is the order of our ancestors. We must hold on to the end, because we have already sent a group of our people away. They will spread out and multiply our bloodline..."

The old man said, glancing at Xu Xin and the remaining soldiers behind him who were still a little panicked.

"If what you mean by spreading out and multiplying your bloodline is like these people, there are only a thousand or so left..."

Xu Xin pointed at the remaining soldiers behind him, and the old man who came to communicate with him became furious instantly.

"what?"

"How could this be?"

"Sinful blood? How dare they..." Several old men were very angry, but finally one of them sighed and said, "Maybe there are some misunderstandings. The Human King among the Seven Kings, that is, the Stone King, has beheaded some big figures in the Nine Heavens..."

"No misunderstanding!"

Xu Xin shook his head, and the old people's brows suddenly frowned, while those tribesmen from Diguan seemed a little flustered and confused. They still haven't figured out the situation.

"There must be misunderstandings, and someone knew about these things back then."

"They shouldn't be slandered. There are true immortals still alive in the Ninth Heaven. Didn't those two or three people stand up?"

"The Demonic Dragon Sect, the Sword Valley... and the Immortal Palace..."

The one-armed old man stood up with a solemn expression.

"They are the culprits. Those True Immortals fled from the battlefield in the past. Later, they joined the Immortal King who plotted against Jiutian in the Immortal Realm and ambushed Kunpeng..."

Xu Xin revealed some secrets involving key causes and consequences.

"How dare they..."

The eyes of several old men became cold and fierce, with murderous intent. Anyone would be angry. They fought bloody battles here, killing only the old, weak and sick, but the tribesmen behind were slandered, called the descendants of sinners and constantly persecuted.

"King Suzaku died early. If he had been given his hot temper, he would have fought back without caring about anything."

The one-armed old man said in a deep voice.

"It's not too late."

Xu Xin said again.

The old man looked at him, sighed, and said, "I can't do it. In our current situation, we can't leave even if we want to."

"I have some ideas and would like to meet the Seven Kings!"

Xu Xin looked at the old man and said solemnly.

"Okay! Come with me..."

The old man nodded and took Xu Xin into the ancient city.

This ancient city, which was once the most glorious and suffered from the baptism of war, is now almost in ruins. There are dried bloodstains on the ground, and the streets and buildings are extremely old.

The city was very quiet and empty. As he walked along, Xu Xin only saw some women, children and even younger kids. Almost all the young and strong people were dead.

Compared to the ancient city, the remaining lives are too few, even less than the remaining population of the Seven Kings Tribe who were persecuted within the Imperial Pass.

In the center of the ancient city there is a huge palace, which is full of light and fire and is almost transparent.

One can vaguely see several kings sitting cross-legged in the palace, burning their true bodies, igniting their bones, and releasing their flesh and blood to bless this city.

The seven kings of the borderland, even if they died in battle, are still guarding this place, guarding the nine heavens and ten earths. Behind this are so much sadness, helplessness and sorrow.

They were once great figures who shook the world, but their ending was so tragic.

The one-armed old man led Xu Xin to a low mountain. There were dried black bloodstains on the mountain. It was desolate and lifeless. The foot of the mountain was covered with wormwood. The place was quiet and silent.

The only remaining one among the seven kings rarely takes action nowadays, because it is very difficult to maintain the isolated city. Only if he is still alive can the city survive and borrow the power of the sky and abyss.

The moment Xu Xin arrived, the low hills began to glow, softly and peacefully, spreading outward.

On this day, the borderland imperial pass behind the sky abyss was also shining with infinite light, the blood of many kings was revived, and the divine clouds split the sky and collapsed the clouds.

(End of this chapter)