Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

"Each of the ancient emperors is an outstanding person. In endless years, only one emperor is born among billions of lives. Even if there are not many rumors about a certain emperor, it is not something that a stinky Taoist like you can guess." Black Emperor glanced at Duan De and shouted loudly. His voice was full of respect for the ancient emperors. In his heart, the emperors were supreme beings that could not be questioned or blasphemed.

Hearing Hei Huang's words, Jiang Taixu nodded in agreement. He knew very well that every emperor was a legend of an era, and their lives were full of endless glory and mystery. If we only talk about their lives, each of them has endless stories to tell, and each experience is enough to shock the world.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Jiang Han nodded to Jiang Taixu, his eyes revealing a reassuring confidence. It seemed that in his eyes, the danger of the Immortal Mountain was nothing but a passing cloud, and he was absolutely sure that he could escape unscathed.

"Seven restricted areas, I'm really curious about what's inside!" Ji Ziyue rubbed her hands, her eyes sparkling. Her face was filled with excitement and anticipation, and the desire to explore the unknown was burning in her heart.

"This time I will go alone and will be back soon."

However, just as Ji Ziyue was looking at Jiang Han with full anticipation, fantasizing about following him into the Immortal Mountain, Jiang Han's calm voice was like cold water, pouring a basin of cold water directly on her head.

The next moment, amid the sound of thunder, Jiang Han turned into a dazzling lightning and instantly disappeared from everyone's sight. The lightning flashed across the sky like lightning, leaving only a short and brilliant light and shadow, as if he had never stopped there.

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The mountain of immortality.

The blazing sun hangs high in the sky, and the scorching sun shines on this mysterious land, but it cannot dispel the inherent gloomy atmosphere of the Immortal Mountain. The Immortal Mountain is full of vitality and lush greenery. The black land and black cliffs look ancient and mysterious, as if they are mysterious relics left over from ancient times.

This is a primitive area, with boundless wilderness and vast expanse. Many ancient trees tower into the sky, standing as majestically as small mountains, and their branches are so thick that they require several people to hug. Many ancient vines have buried the mountains underneath, and they are entangled with each other, like huge pythons, crawling through the mountains and forests.

Everything is too primitive. These vines have been growing for who knows how many years. According to common sense, they should have transformed into monsters and possessed intelligence, but unfortunately they still maintain their original form and have no spiritual connection. They seem to be imprisoned here by some mysterious force, silently guarding this mysterious land.

Occasionally, you can see strange beasts in the mountains. They are all unheard of and unseen. Each one is strange and terrifying, full of dangerous aura. They are all psychic ancient beasts. Some of these strange beasts are huge, like mountains; some are small, but extremely fast, like lightning. Their existence makes this mountain forest even more full of unknown dangers.

The deeper you go, the more you can feel the terrifying atmosphere of hell. That kind of atmosphere seems to be able to penetrate the soul, making people uneasy, as if they are getting closer to an extremely terrifying existence. Every step is like stepping into an unknown abyss, making people tremble with fear.

In the central area, there is a mountain with majestic momentum and towering, as if it has been standing here since the beginning of the world. It can be called the king of mountains and the emperor of mountains, with majestic momentum. Its mountain body is as black as ink, exuding a mysterious and ancient atmosphere, as if telling the vicissitudes of time.

The mountain is lush and green, with towering ancient trees, and looks full of vitality. There are also some lakes dotting the mountainside, with clear and sparkling water. However, these beautiful views can hardly conceal the true nature of this mountain, which still exudes a chilling atmosphere.

At this moment, Jiang Han was hovering on the top of the mountain. His gaze was like a sharp sword, penetrating through layers of mountains and forests and staying in one direction.

There is an ancient tree there. Although it is blocked by many ancient trees around it, its unique aura still appears particularly special, like a bright light in the darkness, attracting Jiang Han's attention.

It is not very tall, only about three meters high, but it is as vigorous as a dragon, with cracked old bark, as if it has experienced the baptism of millions of years. It is very peculiar, no two leaves are the same, each leaf is different, all crystal clear, like jade carvings.

Some leaves are shaped like small tripods, misty and full of mysterious power; some leaves are like phoenixes, glittering with rays of light, as if about to flap their wings and fly high; some leaves are like immortals sitting cross-legged, extremely vivid, as if telling ancient stories of spiritual practice; some are like gold, shining brightly, emitting dazzling brilliance; some are like red jade, extremely bright, like burning flames. The various colors are dazzling and dazzling.

"It is worthy of being called the Enlightenment Tea Tree." Jiang Han praised softly, and as he took a step, he had already arrived under the Enlightenment Tea Tree. His steps were light and steady, as if there was no obstacle.

There seemed to be an endless avenue flowing around the tree. It was a mysterious and powerful force that made people feel empty. Jiang Han did not practice deliberately, but he seemed to be enlightened under the guidance of this force. His eyes became deep and peaceful.

clang--!
At this moment, a bell rang. The sound was melodious and profound, as if it had traveled through the tunnel of time and space and came from ancient times.

The next moment, a hazy figure appeared in front of Jiang Han, and it was hard to see clearly. The figure seemed to be shrouded by a mysterious veil, full of unknown atmosphere.

He was seen pacing around the ancient tea tree, and each of his steps seemed to be stepping on the long river of time, leaving circles of mysterious ripples. Above his head was a huge bell surrounded by chaotic mist, which was suspended in the air and emitting a mysterious light.

The clock seemed to be able to freeze time, chaos was surging, and thousands of silk threads were hanging down, extremely mysterious and hazy, like the long river of time flowing. Those silk threads were flashing with strange light, as if connecting the past, present and future.

After a long while, a hazy figure sat cross-legged under the ancient tea tree of Wudao. The big bell floated above his head, making him look empty, as if he had merged into the vast universe and was about to disappear. His body merged with the surrounding environment, as if he had reached some kind of tacit understanding with the universe. Not long after, he seemed to be thinking about something, and slowly stood up and looked up at the sky, his eyes full of exploration and thinking about the mysteries of the universe. Then, he walked away step by step, his steps were slow and firm, as if he was walking against the long river of time, crossing the door of time and leaving, returning to the distant ancient times.

"The Great Emperor Wu Shi..."

Jiang Han murmured softly as he watched the figure gradually recede into the distance. There was a hint of emotion in his voice. If the Black Emperor were here, he would probably cry out loud and tear his lungs apart. The Emperor Wu Shi was a legendary being. His deeds were widely known in the world, and his reputation shook the heavens and the earth.

After Wu Shi left, another figure appeared under the ancient tree. She was even more mysterious. Only a shadow could be seen. Behind her, a jar with a ghost face engraved on it was floating up and down. The jar exuded a strange aura, as if it contained endless secrets.

She walked under the ancient tree. Every time she took a step, a black hole appeared under her feet, as if it was going to swallow everyone in. With just a little bit of energy leaking out, the world seemed to be collapsing. The black hole was deep and terrifying, as if it led to an endless abyss, which was daunting.

"Has the Ruthless Emperor been here too..." Jiang Han murmured, his eyes flashing with thought. The Ruthless Emperor was also an awe-inspiring existence, her story was full of legends, and her strength was terrifying.

After the abyss-like black shadow left, several figures appeared under the ancient enlightenment tree one after another, but they did not stay for too long before leaving. Each figure had a unique aura, and their appearance and departure seemed to be telling the long and mysterious history of the Immortal Mountain...

"I never thought that so many great emperors would come to this tree to gain enlightenment." Jiang Han sighed, his voice full of wonder at the historical heritage of this mysterious place. Then, he slowly placed his right hand on the trunk of the Enlightenment Tea Tree. The trunk was rough and ancient, as if it carried the memory of endless years, and it was warm to the touch, as if it had the rhythm of life.

slam-la-

Instantly, the three-meter-tall ancient tree shook violently, as if it had been injected with a powerful vitality. The trunk burst into a sacred light, like a bright star lighting up in the darkness, illuminating everything around it.

It is so peculiar that each leaf is different. There are small tripods, phoenixes, immortals, divine bells, mountains and rivers, clouds, gossips... all kinds of shapes are lifelike, as if they are masterpieces carefully carved by nature, the top artist. Each leaf is like an independent little world, representing a unique way, swaying with dreamy brilliance. These brilliances are intertwined to form a gorgeous light curtain, like a dream, making people feel as if they are in a fairyland.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the trunk is ancient, full of grandeur and ancient meaning. It has witnessed the changes of countless years and carries the weight of history; while the leaves are natural, full of life and Taoism. They sway gently in the breeze, exuding vigorous vitality. The two blend together, mysterious and profound, as if telling the deepest mysteries of the universe.

"It's you!"

Just as Jiang Han was about to follow the method described by the system to subdue the Enlightenment Tea Tree, a soul-stirring low voice suddenly rang out in the Immortal Mountain. This voice was as deafening as a huge bell, carrying endless majesty and anger, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, making people tremble with fear.

The next moment, amidst the strange rumbling sound, the roar of the river came, and the sound seemed to tear the world apart. A huge black river was seen rushing, black and shrunken, without a trace of life, making people feel choked just by looking at it. A layer of strange fog filled the surface of the river, as if the breath of death was floating.

Feeling the deathly aura of the Black River, Jiang Han felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, as if a cold hand was holding his heart. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and used the strongest thunder force. In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and a thick thunderbolt fell from the sky and headed straight for the Black River.

Amid the roar of thunder, an extremely huge gap appeared in the sky above the Black River. In the gap, a ten-thousand-foot-tall Thunder Giant held a Thunder Axe in his hand and fiercely chopped down at the Black River. The Thunder Giant was surrounded by flashing lightning, like a god of war descending to earth. The Thunder Axe exuded a destructive aura, as if it could smash everything into pieces.

Wow!
The sound of thunder resounded through the sky, and the waves of the black river rolled, bringing up layers of strange water splashes. The water splashes seemed to contain endless resentment, which made people shudder. However, this seemingly powerful attack did not make the black river retreat at all.

"This is not your previous strength! Too weak!" A plain but contemptuous voice fell, and a tall and mighty demon shadow like a demon god appeared faintly above the black river. He was holding a black Fang Tian Hua Ji, the tip of the halberd flashing with cold light, full of murderous aura. The demon shadow's body was so tall that it seemed to support the entire sky, and his eyes were as cold as frost, as if they could freeze everything.

With a sigh, the demon-like majestic figure narrowed his eyes, and his cold pupils shot out a brilliant light, which was like two sharp swords, and actually pierced through the ten-thousand-foot-high Thunder Giant. The Thunder Giant shattered in an instant, turning into countless lightning bolts that dissipated in the air.

Hearing the other party's words, Jiang Han's heart trembled. The other party actually knew him! He was full of doubts and vigilance. Who is the other party? Why does he know him so well?
After being stunned, Jiang Han quickly calmed down. He thought calmly that it must be because the development of the Thunder Fruit had increased to 70% before, and the aura it exuded was sensed by the other party. He took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. Facing such a powerful opponent, any panic could lead to fatal consequences.

"Stone Emperor?" Jiang Han tentatively guessed based on his memory, without any emotion on his face. His eyes were firm and calm, staring at the demonic figure, trying to find the answer from the other party's reaction.

The emperor-level figures in the ancient times were called ancient emperors, such as the Immortal Emperor and the Western Queen Mother; while in the ancient times, they were called great emperors, such as the Beginningless Emperor, the Ruthless Emperor, and the Void Emperor. Jiang Han knew very well how powerful these ancient emperors were. Each of them was a legend of an era, possessing the power to destroy the world.

"Since you know this is where I sleep, why do you dare to come here, and even want to take away the Enlightenment Tea Tree!" The tall and mighty demon shadow, standing like a demon god, snorted coldly, his voice full of anger and majesty. The river under his feet was surging and rolling, like a black evil dragon about to sweep across the sky, making people uneasy. The black river seemed to swallow up the whole world, bringing endless darkness and destruction. (End of this chapter)