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Chapter 273: Hidden History

“Once the mythical battlefield is completely opened and the blood realm descends, our warriors will come roaring. By then, if you want to surrender, you will have no chance.” Ralph looked straight at Su Heng with a smile on his face and a voice of comfort.

"Really?" Su Heng laughed, "Sorry, my knees are too stiff. I can't kneel down. No one can help me."

A look of pity appeared on Ralph's face.

puff!

Su Heng raised his foot and stepped down directly.

Ralph's head exploded, but there was no blood. Instead, it turned into a handful of ashes and dissipated.

"When my Seventh Army of Terror slaughters you and your family, you will deeply regret the choice you made today." Ralph's last words came from afar in the void and echoed in Su Heng's mind.

"Tsk!" Su Heng said, "It's like a buzzing fly. It's really annoying."

call!
He breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the sky.

As Ralph fell, the blood-red full moon suspended in the sky disappeared.

The bright sunlight was shining again. There were screams of terror all around. Some people in the Wu family woke up as if from a dream. They looked at the various buildings that had collapsed into ruins and screamed continuously.

Su Heng took a look and found that among these people, there was not even a warrior at the Tiangui realm.

Apparently the abandoned part.

The real core of the Wu family had already been secretly transferred before the battle began.

but……

Rao is so.

These people should pay the price for their evil deeds.

Su Heng stretched out his hand and waved, and the corrosive power of the Seed of Destruction was activated again.

As the cold black fog spread under his feet and the soil rolled, strange beasts with various appearances but all extremely terrifying were created.

They slaughtered people wantonly, and screams were heard one after another. But after a moment, the whole old house became quiet again.

"so good!"

The distant wind blew from the lake, and Su Heng's hair was blown back.

Looking at the sparkling waves on the lake, he suddenly felt a sense of ease and joy in his heart.

Click!

The sound of muscles trembling came from Su Heng's body.

He removed the many amplifications brought by the Tyrant State and returned to normal. Then his body further shrank to 3.6 meters, a compressed state that did not affect his daily activities.

"I'm really sorry to bother you this time." After sheathing his sword, Meng Huan patted Su Heng's arm with his hand and said with a wry smile, "If you had come a little later, my situation would have been a little dangerous."

"It's my duty." Su Heng said.

"How are your injuries? Can they be healed?"

"It's a bit troublesome, but it shouldn't be a big deal." Meng Huan replied.

"Are you thinking about something?" Su Heng noticed that the smile on his face seemed a little forced, and couldn't help but ask.

It’s not that he is considerate, but in Su Heng’s impression, Meng Huan is a very free and easy person, and rarely looks so gloomy like he does now.

"I……"

Meng Huan sighed, but did not hide anything. "I think this matter is more serious than I thought."

"Why do you think so?" Su Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Normally, a powerful earthly immortal can stop the loss of his lifespan in the Eternal Heaven. But this is not the case with Wu Chenghua. He directly grew in reverse and returned to his peak in less than a month."

"so……"

"The other side of the mythological battlefield is the blood realm that the demon god just mentioned. It should be a world with a complete inheritance and a special cultivation system. The danger level is quite high." Meng Huan said solemnly with a serious expression.

Seeing that Su Heng was lost in thought, he did not speak.

Meng Huan paused for a moment and continued, "That guy calls himself the Blood Sacrifice Demon God. One of his projections has strength that exceeds that of an ordinary Earthly Immortal. If he were in his prime and came in person, I'm afraid he would be close to, or even surpass, an ordinary Heavenly King."

"Under normal circumstances, the one who comes to explore the way is definitely not the strongest person in the world."

Meng Huan rubbed his temple and said in distress, "That is to say, there are even more terrifying existences in the blood world."

"Are you scared?" Su Heng asked.

Meng Huan untied the wine gourd from his waist, tilted his head back and gulped down the whole mouthful.

He uttered a "ha", wiped the wine stains on the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and answered sincerely, "A little bit."

"It is normal and human nature to feel afraid when facing unknown and terrifying things. But choosing to stay even when you are afraid is a rare and precious thing." Meng Huan handed the wine gourd in his hand to Su Heng.

Su Heng waved his hand and chose to refuse.

Meng Huan didn't care and hung the wine gourd around his waist again.

"What are you going to do?" Su Heng asked.

"We can't delay any longer." A gleam of light flashed in Meng Huan's eyes, and his whole temperament became much sharper.

"The remaining immortal clans in the seven states of Jiang and E must unite."

"There is also the Skull Field." Su Heng added, "Since the Blood Sacrifice Demon God can find the Wu family, then it is possible that he can cooperate with the people of the three major secret sects. It will be very troublesome at that time. We must be prepared in advance to prevent any accidents."

"That makes sense!" Meng Huan nodded.

In fact, Su Heng had some other thoughts.

To practice the Great Method of Transmutation of Demons, one needs the spiritual power contained in the statue. The large amount of inheritance in the three major esoteric sects can help Su Heng quickly accumulate spiritual foundation and make up for the last shortcoming. But this matter was done along the way, so there is no need to explain it specifically.

"Then, let's do it without further delay!" Meng Huan said, "I plan to gather the leaders of the Immortal Sect and the Aristocratic Family to discuss the follow-up actions."

"It's on the ruins of the Wu family." Meng Huan took a deep breath, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "Among the immortal sects and aristocratic families, the Wu family is not the only one with ulterior motives. It's just the right time to use this incident to warn them and let them know what the fate of betrayers will be!" "Okay!" Su Heng nodded, thinking it was a good idea.

“How long will it take?”

"About two or three days." Meng Huan thought for a moment and nodded, "It should be enough."

"Well, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." This is a good opportunity to use this time to check all the locations of the statues provided by the Demon Elephant Sect.

After all, using the power of the Seed of Destruction to practice the Great Art of Transforming the Heavenly Demon was just Su Heng's initial idea.

As for whether it can succeed and what the final effect will be, we can only further confirm it after we actually try it out.

One more thing.

The mythical battlefield is a war between two worlds.

Although one's own great power can have a great impact, the development of subordinate forces is also very important.

"The number of dragon guards that can be created with just dragon marrow is limited."

Su Heng recalled the promise he had made to An Shelie. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes. Looking at the sparkling Mirror Lake in front of him, he said to himself: "After we level the Skeleton Plain, we will go to the Dragon Abyss and try to absorb and refine the Black Dragon's skeleton!"

Thinking of this, Su Heng no longer hesitated, waved at Meng Huan, and took a step forward.

After a few rises and falls, Su Heng's burly body gradually disappeared under the bright sunlight and turned into an inconspicuous black dot.

Meng Huan stood on the hillside.

He kept looking at Su Heng's gradually receding figure from afar.

After it completely disappeared, he withdrew his gaze and sighed softly.

Actually.

If it weren’t for a monster like Su Heng appearing out of nowhere.

When encountering the same thing, Meng Huan’s first consideration must be how to preserve the strength of the Sword Sect.

This is not selfishness, but a helpless compromise.

Because the gap is too big, facing the power of a powerful world in Changshengtian, a wild and barren place like Jiang'e Qizhou has no qualifications to resist at all.

We can only preserve our strength first, and then find opportunities to struggle and resist.

But the appearance of Su Heng gave them a glimmer of hope.

Thinking of the amazing achievements he had made in less than a year, and the confidence and strong spirit he exuded.

Maybe it can really lead them to victory.

Even, based on the victory, they could go one step further, counterattack Changshengtian, rise up, and reach a new peak.

"It seems that I'm really getting old!" Meng Huan collected his thoughts and smiled bitterly.

If you are young, you won't think so much. Just follow your heart and go where your heart leads you.

On the contrary, now, there are too many things to consider and hesitancy makes him feel a little unfamiliar.

……

……

……

the other side.

In the ruined stronghold of the Demon Elephant Gate.

Seeing the burly figure suddenly appearing before her, Ke Yulan was startled at first, and then said respectfully, "Master, you are back!"

"Yeah." Su Heng nodded, "How's it going?"

"It's been done. We can leave at any time." Ke Yulan lowered her head and replied.

"Very good." Su Heng said, "Then let's set off now without further delay."

Ke Yulan set off in front, and Su Heng followed. The first statue was not far from the headquarters of the Demon Elephant Sect, just a few hills away.

For ordinary people, it would take at most half a day. For powerful people like Ke Yulan and Su Heng, it would be even easier, and they could arrive in a few breaths.

"hiss……"

Looking at the Buddha statue on the mountain wall in front of him, Su Heng's pupils shrank slightly.

"I've seen this Buddha statue." Su Heng whispered. A look of surprise appeared on Ke Yulan's delicate face, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Su Heng touched his chin.

The Buddha statue in front of him was the same one that Xie Linyuan had seen in his memory before.

In the middle was an ancient Buddha, and on both sides were Bodhisattvas and Arhats whose names could not be remembered. The Buddha's head had fallen off his neck and rolled on the ground for quite some time, covered with a thick layer of moss and with large cracks spreading.

Su Heng reached out to touch it, but he did not feel any special power from the Buddha statue in front of him. The magic was no longer there.

"It seems that this part of power has been taken back by its owner." Su Heng guessed in his heart that the owner of this Buddha statue must be extremely powerful and has reached a very high level.

At first, Su Heng only looked at him from a distance in Xie Linyuan's memory. As a result, the other party vaguely sensed something and decisively destroyed his golden body, giving up this "anchor point" directly.

and……

Looking at the Buddha statue in front of me, a long-standing doubt came to my mind again.

The history of mankind in this world seems to be too short. There are only about four or five thousand years of recorded history. Before that, it was all dark.

But the key point is that for some powerful practitioners, it is not difficult to live for thousands of years in Changshengtian.

With such a high level of martial arts prowess, how is it possible that no information can be passed down at all?

What happened on this land during those unrecorded dark years?
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