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Chapter 1817: When fishing, you need to make a good nest and be willing to put down the bait... (Edited and updated)

"He has his ideas, and I have mine."

"Great Elder, what do you think?"

At the end of the road of reincarnation, Xu Xin looked at the strange clay figure and said that he was Meng Tianzheng, but he was not exactly the same as the Meng Tianzheng in his memory.

All I can say is that after experiencing such a long time and such a strange disaster, everyone has changed and become cautious. It is impossible for them to say everything out loud, and they have to keep some thoughts to themselves.

"I am still prepared to continue waiting. I can continue sleeping and wait for a few more years."

The sound of the clay statue rang out again, and his raised palm actually decomposed and turned into dust, which fluttered and fell back into the depths of the deep reincarnation path.

This scene startled the people including Jiudao Yi who were behind Xu Xin, and they had some ominous premonition.

"Grandmaster, what are you doing..."

"I'm fine. I can sleep for a few more years."

"What's wrong with you? Are you waiting for... that person? Where is he now?"

Jiudao asked bravely. He had been waiting and searching for that person for so many years. Just like the Three Heavenly Emperors in the past, he also wanted to find the Desolate Heavenly Emperor again.

"I'm waiting for him to come back and see him again."

The clay figure whispers.

"He may be too strong. The path he has walked is beyond the scope of what the world can understand. Therefore, whether I don't think about him or miss him, it is useless to him. He is no longer sensitive. Perhaps only when I am in a field like mine and miss him can I make him feel sensitive and come back one day."

These words of the clay figure were shocking. A creature of the Road Ending level was extremely powerful. Even if it died, as long as there was one person in the world who could remember it, this creature could still be resurrected and appear in the world again.

This is what is called "If you keep thinking about it, there will be a response."

You know, even if you avoid Xu Xin’s corpse, the "Old Emperor", and are in the sacrificial sea close to the weird old nest, you can still "think about it, and there will be a response", but now the clay statue says that ordinary people can no longer think of that person.

Everyone was very curious, where did that person go? How high was his level?

One of the clay hands disintegrated, dust rose, and the sky was filled with light particles.

This is shocking. Master Meng has no physical body and is really just dust. Is he still alive?
"No matter what happens to me, I will be here, lighting up the void with the fire of Tao, waiting for him to come back..."

Patriarch Meng's words, along with flying dust and light, scattered across heaven and earth, and eventually all returned to the path of reincarnation.

The world was silent at this moment, and all living beings behind Xu Xin were silent. Jiudaoyi, Chu Feng and others found it hard to accept, but with Xu Xin here, none of them dared to make any unusual noise.

"Is this your choice?"

"Great Elder, I really hate the Riddler."

Xu Xin sighed. He really hated people like that who only said half of what they wanted to say and left the rest for others to guess, but he also knew the clay statue's difficulties.

All the heavens and worlds, above the sky, and other universes are just the harvest fields of the weird plateau. We have never had the upper hand against the weird army, so we must be careful of possible time and space means.

"Ha ha……"

Xu Xin shook his head and smiled. Then he prepared to set off again. Just as he was about to take a step forward, a bold voice came from behind him.

"Senior, what are you going to do?"

The voice was very young. It was not Jiudaoyi or the big black dog, but Chu Feng, a guy who looked very similar to Gu and Ye, the two great heroes.

"The world turned upside down and blood flowed like a river."

Xu Xin replied with eight words. This was what he was going to do next. He was going to go on a killing spree to prove his truth through killing. He had already reached the peak of the Immortal Emperor and needed more intense and radical battles to take himself to the next level. This also happened to confirm the "Sacrifice of the Way" that he had comprehended.

"Senior, I wish you all the best."

After Chu Feng said this, Xu Xin did not look back, but nodded silently. The next moment he disappeared from the reincarnation path and appeared in a dark universe. This was a lost world, completely buried by weirdness, but not thrown into the sacrificial sea.

The universe was once even more vast and boundless than it is now, with numerous large universes. However, over the long years, many universes have been eroded by evil and fallen into darkness, becoming cosmic clusters where strange tribes took root, multiplied, and grew.

The lost world refers to those vast universes that have been eroded by weirdness and ominousness. They were once brilliant and glorious, but now they are broken and only darkness remains, which is extremely dangerous.

The fire of civilization has been extinguished in the universe where those strange races have taken root. What exists there are not fallen creatures but dark creatures. They have truly and thoroughly turned evil and can never turn back.

In ancient books on earth, there were records of immortals. They were not referring to the fallen immortals, but those dark immortals who had completely fallen into the side of the ominous races and could no longer turn back. Compared with them, the fallen immortal kings were definitely very pure and kind.

The lost world has almost cut off contact with the present world, and the dark creatures within it have basically become vassals of the strange race.

In the deepest part of the boundless darkness, a brilliant fairy light broke through the eternal silence, like a dancing dragon, shuttling between thousands of universes.

I don’t know how many eras passed, or maybe it was just a moment, but a towering pass finally emerged in front of the fairy light.

The pitch-black city wall was like the backbone of ancient gods and demons. It was made entirely of some unknown black iron, and its surface was covered with traces of war caused by knives and axes.

The city wall is over ten thousand feet high, lying on the horizon like a sleeping black dragon. Every brick of the wall is soaked in the breath of iron, blood and darkness, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

This is the dark frontier that separates the weird from the heavens.

The entire city seemed to be breathing out ominous black fog like a living thing. The fog flowed between the battlements, and sometimes condensed into distorted faces.

This would give people the illusion that the city wall was not a dead object, but a body that had existed since time immemorial, staring at every living being that approached with cold silence.

When the creatures of the heavens step into this cursed land, they will immediately feel an invisible pressure covering their entire body. The pressure not only acts on the body, but also directly hits the soul, as if countless pairs of cold hands are tearing the consciousness of the visitor.

The black matter floating in the empty sky and earth was like a living thing, sometimes gathering into snakes, sometimes spreading into spider webs. Even in the daytime, the skylight was filtered into a morbid dark gray.

Above the sky, a bloody sun hangs high.

That sun was not an ordinary star, but the corpse of an ancient phoenix that had been imprisoned for eternity. Its huge body curled up into a ball, and every feather was bleeding. The dark golden blood passed through the black mist, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground. Occasionally, blood beads fell, drawing long blood lines in the air, as if the sky was weeping blood.

The weirdness of this world goes far beyond this. The soil under your feet will suddenly ooze out sticky black blood, and mutterings from unknown sources often come from the wind.

In some areas, the space appears unnaturally distorted, as if an invisible entity is tearing at the curtain of reality.

This place was indeed once part of the heavens, but after experiencing countless dark ages, the entire territory has been completely corrupted by unspeakable forces.

Time has lost its meaning here. For the creatures that can survive and reproduce here, a thousand years are just a blink of an eye, and ten thousand years are like a day and night. They use the rise and fall of civilizations as a unit of time, and some ancient creatures have even witnessed the change of more than one era.

Too many brilliant and talented heroes are buried in this forgotten land. If they could live to this day, they might have already reached the realm of immortal kings, or even become emperors.

Unfortunately, they all failed and turned into nameless bones buried underground.

Every inch of this land is stained with the blood of heroes. If you dig half a foot deep, you can see the bones of the predecessors.

There are all kinds of people in this city, including escaped criminals, monsters from strange tribes, and residents of the original city...

A long time ago, this place was still considered a powerful place among the heavens, but countless eras have passed, and many descendants of the former defenders have been walking in the shadows. In addition, with the arrival of various groups of people who settled here, the composition of the creatures here has become increasingly complex.

This place became the Free City, the Land of Sin. And in this era, with the return of the weird, they finally chose to completely surrender to the darkness.

When the brilliant fairy light tore through the sky above the Dark City, the entire sky trembled.

The immortal light poured down like a river from the sky, and wherever it passed, the void collapsed, revealing the long river of dazzling stars behind it.

The ground in the distance began to shake violently, as if an ancient giant beast was turning over underground. Bottomless cracks spread out like a spider web.

"Rumble..."

At the end of the horizon, a monstrous murderous aura swept in like a tsunami, and the breath was mixed with blood and decay, as if it came from the breath of the Nine Nether Hell.

The first thing that appeared was a blood lion as huge as a hill. Every step it took left a burning blood mark on the ground. Its mane danced like flames, and its fangs were still covered with undried blood and flesh residues.

Next came twelve giant winged snakes. Their spread membranous wings blocked out the sky and the friction between their scales made a sound like metal clashing.

The silver pangolin army followed closely behind, the spikes on their backs shining with cold light, and mountains collapsed wherever they passed. Behind them were thousands of other ferocious beasts, including six-eyed demon apes, three-headed demon wolves, and bone-winged flying dragons. Each one exuded a suffocating pressure.

On the backs of these beasts sat knights in black armor. Their armor was engraved with strange runes, their eyes glowed scarlet under their masks, and the most frightening thing was that each mount had a bloody head hanging from its neck.

Probably when Gu Qing ascended to the throne of the new Heavenly Emperor, the invincible existence of the strange race in this world revived, and the greatest catastrophe was bound to occur. The Dark City, which was the first to discover the clues, made a choice.

These black-armored soldiers fought on the front line against darkness. They were once the most elite legion in the heavens and myriad worlds. Now, as the dark immortals completely embraced the weirdness, they wielded their butcher knives against their former compatriots, slaughtering and cleansing everything in the heavens and myriad worlds.

"kill!"

When they spotted the fairy light descending from the sky, a roar erupted from the black-armored army. Thousands of knights raised their blood-stained spears at the same time. Black mist shrouded those weapons, and countless wronged souls could be vaguely seen struggling and wailing in them.

A soft sigh came from the fairy light, and this sigh seemed to travel through eternity, carrying endless compassion.

The next moment, the light was so bright that it looked like millions of suns blooming at the same time. The blood lion at the front let out a shrill wail, its fur quickly burning and its flesh melting like wax.

The masks of those black-armored knights shattered one after another, revealing desperate faces that were eroded by weirdness and purified by light.

Wherever the fairy light passes, darkness melts like ice and snow.

The Black Armored Army didn't even have a chance to resist before they turned to ashes in the light that purified everything. Their mounts fell down wailing, but the hanging heads showed expressions of relief at this moment before they turned to ashes along with their masters.

As the light approached the Dark City, the entire city suddenly shook violently. The black bricks and stones on the city wall fell off one after another, and the entire city looked like a wriggling giant beast.

"Who dares to invade my territory?"

A roar shattered the sky, and space shattered like glass. Black blood oozed out from the cracks, which was the proof that the boundary wall was torn.

A thin old man stepped into the air, with runes of the Great Dao blooming under his feet with every step he took. Although his body was hunched, the pressure of the Immortal King surrounding him shook this dark universe.

"Immortal Light? How dare you, a mere world of heavens and myriad worlds..."

The old man's words came to an abrupt halt, because a figure appeared in his vision. With just a slight wave of his sleeves, the old man quickly burned and turned into a torch blooming in the sky.

"No! Lord, save me!"

The dark universe turned to weirdness and naturally chose to recognize its master, but no matter how powerful the master this old man recognized was, he was doomed on this day.

In the final scream, the City of Darkness and its lord turned into the dust of history in the fairy light that purified everything.

Those hanged heads finally rested in peace, and the real battle between light and darkness finally began.

"When fishing, you need to make a good nest and be willing to put in the bait..."

Xu Xin destroyed an ancient city and almost wiped out the dark and strange life in this dark universe. He looked at the bloody sun dripping in the sky, then looked at a horrible creature at the end of the earth, and suddenly reached out to grab the earth.

It was a dark place, with a towering ancient tree growing there. It was red and translucent. Its leaves, trunk, and roots all looked like they were carved from blood jade, with precious fruits hanging on them.

The Great Nirvana Fruit was watered with the real blood of the ancient phoenix and cultivated for countless years before dozens of fruits were born.

The ancient phoenix that turned into the sun in the sky of the universe is pure blood, and such a fairy tree is quite precious, but in the eyes of Xu Xin, who is preparing to lay a nest, this little thing is not even a drizzle.

"Boom!"

The blood of the Immortal King splattered everywhere, and the scene was extremely horrifying.

A strange universe disappeared between the fingers, countless strange creatures and strange beings at the fairy king level were all destroyed, and even the entire universe was grabbed and refined in an instant, and finally everything was wiped out.

(End of this chapter)