Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 981 Have I...traveled through time, or been reborn?

In the lonely universe.

The giant fingers quickly shattered and turned into powder.

The long-haired boy was suspended in the universe, looking calmly at the place where the giant finger was broken.

However, after the giant finger was broken, it appeared again, but not as solid as before. At this moment, he seemed to be quite afraid of the long-haired boy, and said in a hoarse voice: "When my true body descends, it will be the day of your destruction."

"Noisy!"

The long-haired boy pointed his giant finger again.

The giant finger turned into powder in an instant.

"you!"

The hoarse voice stopped abruptly before it could finish.

As if it had completely disappeared.

And at this time.

The twelve golden-armored giants, who had become very pale, were all slightly stunned when they saw the Giant Finger of Heaven being destroyed just like that.

Seems a little absent-minded.

They looked up at the sky, and then at the long-haired boy.

There was a long silence.

Finally, he bowed slightly to the long-haired boy.

The giant in golden armor holding a huge axe looked at the long-haired boy and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

The other eleven golden-armored giants also remained silent.

The long-haired boy stood suspended in the universe, looked at the stone ship silently, and sighed slightly.

Followed.

Going away step by step.

The figure of the young man with long hair dragging on the ground gradually disappeared between heaven and earth.

On the tattered stone boat, Yan Qing, who had already turned into a mummy, stared at the scene in front of him in amazement.

now.

I was staring absentmindedly at the mysterious long-haired boy walking away...

I was shocked and speechless.

That finger.

It seems to be deeply imprinted on the soul...

At the same time, in his mind, the fog circle that was half light gray and half pale white was also slowly turning.

In an instant——

As if in a trance, he saw a strange picture:

When the world was first created.

A young man with long hair standing on the ground, pointing a finger into the distance, evolving all things...

Evolved the world...

Who is he?
Although only the boy's back appeared in the picture.

But Yan Qing knew that it was the long-haired young man who had just stepped into the air.

Under the escort of twelve golden-armored giants, the stone ship finally flew safely into the vast painting scroll and entered a vast and boundless mythological world.

Yan Qing didn't expect that he would leave the earth following the stone ship.

Along the way, he witnessed one epic battle after another and encountered many terrifying god-like beings.

I……

It seems like we have returned to ancient mythology.

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When the stone boat got closer and closer to the scroll.

Yan Qing suddenly realized that this vast painting stretching across the lonely universe was not a painting at all.

But it is a real world...

When the stone boat flew into the painting.

Yan Qing felt as if he was in a time tunnel, with circles of mysterious light emanating from all around him.

It is dazzling and at the same time extremely bizarre.

"Are you finally going back?"

Yan Qing's body, which seemed to have been dried by the wind, sat quietly on the bow deck.

like a statue.

Those deathly gray eyes looked into the distance with some hope, and there was great excitement and anticipation in his heart.

but.

Amidst the excitement and anticipation, there is also fear and anxiety about the unknown.

"Can I survive?"

Yan Qing smiled bitterly.

There was no life in those dead grey eyes...

now.

He closed his eyes gently.

Time seemed to have passed for tens of millions of years, yet it seemed to be just the blink of an eye.

When you open your eyes.

Yan Qing saw a vast and boundless world and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

There were some fluctuations in my heart.

The magnificent scenery before him gave him a strange illusion.

In front of this vast world, I am as tiny as an ant, and even the sun, moon and stars in the sky are insignificant.

It was a shocking feeling that made his heart tremble.

“Is this the mythical world?”

He struggled to his feet and looked at this mythical world with awe.

The stone boat was flying in the boundless sea of ​​clouds, as if it was in the sky.

Under the majestic sea of ​​clouds, you can vaguely see towering mountains and the mighty Yangtze River...

Extremely majestic.

That is Mount Everest and the Amazon River on Earth.

It is simply incomparable in front of these mountains and rivers, like a dwarf compared to a giant.

This feeling is more intuitive, more shocking, and more thrilling than in the dark universe.

and.

Among the towering mountains, faint roars of beasts could be heard, and the world seemed extremely desolate and boundless.

This is a vast, desolate and ancient world.

hum-

But at this time.

A heavy and long sound of a bronze bell.

It suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, carrying with it a hint of sadness.

It rings again and again, its sound echoing everywhere between heaven and earth, but no one can find its source.

On the stone boat.

Yan Qing was slightly surprised and looked up.

This bell sound is very special, like a mournful cry...

It rang a total of 9981 times, and seemed to be indicating something.

"It's raining……"

When the bells haven't stopped yet.

The originally clear sky immediately began to change into cloudy.

Yan Qing slightly tilted his head, which was as dry as a skull, and silently watched the raindrops falling from the sky.

I didn't really care about the sudden sad sound of the bell.

but.

As the rain fell on his face and on the white deck.

He was a little stunned.

Those deathly grey eyes looked somewhat dull.

Because what fell from the sky was not rain, but drops of blood.

Blood, bright red and dazzling, drops fell from the sky, emitting a faint glow, with a bit of spiritual energy in the glow.

This is not human blood.

But the blood of the sky.

The blood of the earth!

Blood rained down on Yan Qing's face, shoulders, hands, body, and deck...

It fell all over the ground, dyeing the whole world red!
When the blood rain fell, it was accompanied by the howling of the wind.

Like crying.

A faint sadness gradually rose between heaven and earth.

Yan Qing raised his head, staring at the sky where blood and rain were falling. He watched the sad wind and bloody rain quietly, and his heart gradually became extremely depressed.

Crystal clear tears slowly flowed from those dry eyes.

I don’t know when I felt so sad in my heart.

In a blink of an eye, tears streamed down my face.

A sad wind blows across the earth, and bloody rain falls from the sky.

This is the great sorrow of heaven and earth!
Drops of tears fell from the dry cheeks, dripped onto the deck, and blended with the bright red blood rain to become tears of blood.

Yan Qing raised his skull-like head.

Tears flowed down my face.

He whimpered with his mouth half open, but no sound came out.

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The Human Emperor returns from the end of time and space.

Great sorrow in the world of Kyushu!

Above the endless misty sea of ​​clouds, there is an extremely majestic fairy mountain that seems to have no end.

On the fairy mountain.

There are many magnificent fairy palaces.

A middle-aged man carrying four long swords on his back heard the mournful bell sound coming from between heaven and earth, and immediately flew out from the immortal palace.

"This, this is the cry of heaven and earth. Who died?"

The middle-aged man with a sword on his back had a heavy expression on his face.

The mournful bell sounds, one after another, heralding the whole world.

"The earth uttered eighty-one mournful cries, and the sky sprinkled endless blood rain..."

After a while.

The middle-aged man was suddenly stunned.

He looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand, and tremblingly tried to catch the blood rain.

And his body was gradually filled with an indescribable sorrow, and he murmured, "This is the great sorrow of heaven and earth!"

Suddenly.

Two clear tears rolled down his face.

"Ha ha--"

The middle-aged man suddenly went crazy, there was a sense of sadness in his laughter, and the whole person was like a sharp arrow.

Rushed straight into the sky.

Breaking through the sky.

The four swords on his back suddenly soared into the sky, bursting out with extremely terrifying murderous aura.

Killing the sky!

Kill out of the sky!

"Big Brother, Second Brother, you deserve to die! Die!!"

The middle-aged man roared, broke through the world of Kyushu and rushed into the sky with four swords.

"My Emperor——"

One man, four swords, shattered countless spaces and left.

"Long live Long live Long live!"

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In the endless abyss.

The air is filled with a strong smell of death all day long.

Rotten dead trees, black mud, smelly blood, incomplete wreckage, and the dead air rising into the sky.

Resentment and hatred. Endless!

When the blood rained down.

Soldiers wearing ancient helmets and armor and holding spears in their hands kept crawling out of the bloody mud.

Blood kept dripping from the tattered armor.

The blood rain emits a lingering glow.

Shining on the tattered armor or rusty weapons, it emits a bone-chilling cold light.

Every soldier exuded an extremely strong resentment and hatred.

Soldiers are either tall or short.

Either old or young.

Some are missing legs.

Some have broken arms.

None of them are complete.

All of them had wooden and silent expressions, without a trace of life.

In addition to countless soldiers, there were also ancient chariots and tall armored bone horses...

Blood rained down on the helmets and armor of a hundred thousand undead soldiers.

moment--

Murderous.

The black figure standing on the huge chariot looked up at the blood-stained sky and roared: "Kill——"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

One hundred thousand undead soldiers raised their weapons and roared, emitting a strong murderous aura.

At this moment, murderous aura surged into the sky, instantly sweeping across the endless abyss, breaking through the endless darkness, the surrounding dead trees, mud, debris, blood, stones...

They shattered into pieces.

Space is shattering.

The fighting spirit is overwhelming and unmatched.

They broke through the blockade of the abyss and tore open the sky.

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"what--"

A mournful and angry roar was heard from the Immortal Mountain, which was so vast that even the gods were afraid to enter at will.

The sound was heard thousands of miles away.

An extremely burly man rose into the sky from the huge mountain, swinging a huge axe and rushing towards the sky.

but.

Half of the body of this burly man, whose name is unknown, has rotted away.

He killed the Celestials...

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Everywhere I looked, there was nothing but wasteland.

but.

In this dark wasteland, there is a huge dead city.

The dead city is shrouded in a thick aura of death.

No sunlight all day long.

In the center of the Octagonal Dead City, there is an unclear corpse.

I don’t know how many tens of thousands of years I have been dead.

"When I am reborn, I will wash the heavens and myriad worlds with blood!"

A man who had been dead for who knows how many tens of thousands of years let out a posthumous roar at the moment the ancient coffin of the Human Emperor returned.

At this moment, the heavens are eclipsed.

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Every broken piece of land in Kyushu is wailing. Every sky is weeping blood...

In a vast and desolate world, there are ferocious and unparalleled ancient beasts everywhere.

it's here.

In addition to the fierce beasts, there are more cities, sects, schools, and inheritances...

Inside a famous university.

"This is actually the legendary great sorrow of heaven and earth?"

A burly old man looked up at the sky and said doubtfully, with an inexplicable sadness in his heart, "Rumor has it that only when a saint dies will the world mourn."

In a sect with an ancient heritage.

"An ancient scroll says that the blood rain sprinkled by the sky can cleanse the marrow and remove the hair, completely cleansing the filth within the body..."

In an imperial city that is feared by all the world.

"The blood rain sprinkled from the sky is the spirit of the saints. It can increase strength and talent..."

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On the stone boat.

Blood rained all over the ground, and the deck was covered with bright red.

Yan Qing, like a mummy, stood quietly on the deck, motionless like a wooden sculpture or clay statue.

There is not a trace of life.

As if dead.

I don’t know when.

A young figure gradually emerged from the dilapidated stone boat, a young figure in white...

The figure in white was very faint, as if there was a bridge between him and the stone boat.

He looked at Yan Qing on the deck, and then at the ancient coffin of the Human Emperor.

Silence.

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in a dream.

Yan Qing seemed to see a majestic sacred mountain that shook his soul.

In front of this sacred mountain.

He felt as insignificant as an ant.

On this sacred mountain.

There is a stone tablet, and behind the stone tablet is a long staircase...

At the end of the stairs are countless magnificent and mysterious palaces.

The temple is huge and exudes a sacred aura.

Awesome.

Outside the temple, there were rows of heavenly soldiers and generals with powers that could reach the sky...

This was a very familiar picture, and it was the first picture he saw on the ancient bronze coffin.

then.

He then saw teams of heavenly soldiers and generals in golden armor walking out of the temple and kneeling on the deck.

The eighty-one saints reappeared.

He carried the ancient bronze coffin on his shoulders and walked up to the sacred mountain step by step. He climbed the long stairs and entered the temple.

And then.

It seemed like nothing happened afterwards.

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"clank……"

There were faint sounds of piano coming to my ears.

The melody is extremely passionate and generous, with an atmosphere of fighting and killing with spears and swords, and is filled with a kind of indignant and unyielding spirit.

So brilliant!

Spears and swords are everywhere!

In a dream.

Yan Qing was listening quietly.

While listening, it seemed as if I saw an elegant young man playing the zither.

One only "sees" the young man calmly, with his hands on the strings, hooking, plucking and wiping with his right hand, and humming, gibberish, stroking and adding notes with his left hand, using the fingering techniques freely.

Like flowing clouds and running water.

However, the peaceful aura on him suddenly changed.

The long hair flutters in the wind.

Iron-clad.

When Yan Qing heard such passionate piano music, he was shocked. His emotions were aroused and he became extremely excited.

I just can't move.

It seems to be tightly wrapped by something.

Then, the sound of the zither became sad and angry, revealing a sense of resentment, sadness, depression and generosity. Finally, the sound of the zither suddenly rose, exuding a holy and peaceful breath, turning into the sound of gurgling water, breaking through the dark clouds.

Like a divine song.

Constantly washing Yan Qing's soul, washing away the dust in his soul.

It makes people feel happy, open-minded and no longer depressed.

Cleansing of the mind and sublimation of the soul.

click-

Something cracked.

Yan Qing finally no longer felt depressed, and light and shadows gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

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When Yan Qing opened his eyes.

When I saw what was happening in front of me, I couldn't help but be stunned.

Because he found that he was actually standing on a stone island suspended in the sea of ​​clouds, and on the edge of a cliff.

"What is this place?"

At this time, the red sun was setting in the west, and its afterglow was shining on the sea of ​​clouds.

It sets off a bright red.

Yan Qing took a deep breath, his heart was a little moved. The magnificent scenery before him gave him a strange illusion.

Forgot where I was at this moment.

a long time.

Yan Qing came back to his senses from the vast sea of ​​clouds and looked at everything in front of him in shock.

But then, he became confused and shocked, and said in astonishment: "I was in Mount Tai, why did I end up here?"

Although trying hard to recall.

but.

I can't remember anything.

The last memory is of Mount Tai.

At this time, Yan Qing frowned, not knowing what was going on as he was clearly still on Mount Tai the moment before.

next moment.

Why did you end up here?
The Stone Island is suspended in the vast sea of ​​clouds. It is unknown how big it is. There are strange-shaped stone mountains everywhere. The stone mountains are pitch black and tens or even hundreds of meters high. From a distance, they look like upside-down iron spears, which is very spectacular.

"A stone island suspended in the sea of ​​clouds..."

"This is simply not something that human power can do. Is this a mythical world?"

Although a while has passed.

But Yan Qing was still extremely shocked, looking at everything in front of him in shock.

Moreover, my brain was thinking and analyzing rapidly, and I soon came to a conclusion.

here……

Definitely not Earth!

"Am I... traveling through time, or reborn?"

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(End of this chapter)