National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

Walking towards the depths of the space, I passed by groups of lights.

These lights used to be secret realms, some were relatively safe, and some were extremely dangerous.

Some people have benefited from it, and some have fallen into it.

In the end, these secret realms were cleared and came here.

From the brightness of the light group, you can tell the strength of the secret realm.

There are some groups of light that are particularly bright. These are the secret realms of the intermediate areas, which are comparable to the Maple Forest Secret Realm.

There is a group of secret lights that are particularly bright, far superior to others.

This is the only secret realm in a high-level area, and it is also the most difficult of all the secret realms that have been cleared.

But it's still not in the deepest part of space.

After passing all the secret light groups and walking for a while, Lin Moyu suddenly shrank his eyes.

He saw blood, the blood belonging to the ancient swordsman.

One drop, two drops, three drops. . .

A total of eight drops of blood floated quietly in the space.

Every drop of blood was enveloped by a transparent bubble, without any movement.

Saint Hao said, "These drops of blood should come from the same person as the ones you encountered in the secret realm."

"After we obtained them, we have been studying them and gained a lot from them.

Lin Moyu's interest was completely aroused. Although he knew what the owner of the blood looked like, studying blood was not an area that he could get involved in.

Unexpectedly, Wu Shengzun was willing to bring him here and tell him these secrets.

Originally, I had to wait until I reached the Other Side 943 realm to know these secrets.

The reason why he told himself in advance, Lin Moyu guessed, may be related to his original magic.

He pricked up his ears, waiting for what Saint Hao would say next.

Saint Hao continued, "You should know that there was a gap between the ancient times and the modern times.

"A lot of information was lost at that time, as if the whole world had been reset. There are very few things that can be preserved from ancient times to the present."

"We have also been pursuing various information from ancient times."

“What we can know so far is that it was very powerful in that era, far beyond ours.

"These few drops of blood are the blood of a strong man in ancient times. After years of tempering, its power is no longer what it used to be."

"But for such a strong person, every drop of blood, even a hair, carries a lot of information."

"We can confirm that the master of blood follows the path of swordsmanship, and it is a path of swordsmanship that is related to time.

"He can break the barriers of time and attack the future or the past."

"His power is beyond our comparison."

After hearing these words, Lin Moyu finally understood, "It's actually a kendo related to time, no wonder it can hurt me.

Then Lin Moyu's heart trembled, and he realized something deeper, "Could it be that what the ancient talisman took me to see was not illusion, but reality?"

"The ancient talisman took me to reverse time and space and return to the past.

"If this is the case, then the God Xia Tower in the ancient battlefield can explain it.

Teacher Meng's Divine Summer Tower also traveled from the future. "

Lin Moyu feels that only this is reasonable.

Apart from this, it cannot be explained by any other reason.

He put together all the details he had seen and sorted them out.

Things that I couldn't figure out before can now be figured out.

Wu Shengzun did not notice Lin Moyu's thoughts. He continued, "Originally, we thought that the research on it had reached its extreme. After all, it has experienced millions of years of blood, and it is no longer the same."

"But your experience made me realize that things are not that simple."

"I am now 70% sure that the ancient swordsman may still be alive, and he is pursuing the original power."

Wu Shengzun's words made Lin Moyu's heart tighten.

Maybe the ancient swordsman is really still alive, otherwise what happened to the sword that tore through the secret space.

But if he was still alive, why didn't he take back his blood?

Lin Moyu had his own judgment, "I think he may have been seriously injured.

Wu Shengzun looked at Lin Moyu, "What should I say?"

Lin Moyu said, "At that time, I saw a fragment of the future through the telescope. What came to kill me was a sword, not the swordsman."

"Then there are two possibilities. One is that he can't get through, and there may be some restrictions that can only let the sword come over.

"The second possibility is that he was seriously injured and unable to move, so he could only let his sword come over.

It seems that both results are the same, but the starting point (agfi) is different.

Lin Moyu prefers the second possibility.

For a strong man of this level, who can stop him?

Can Saint Hao do it?

Lin Moyu thinks it's impossible, it's too far off.

Although he had never seen Wu Shengzun take action with all his strength, he instinctively felt that the gap between the two was indeed huge.

Not to mention anything else, the other side can live for about 50,000 years. No matter how powerful the saint is, he still has not escaped from the realm of the other side.

Even the dragon clan, which is said to have the longest lifespan, can live for tens of millions of years in the other side realm.

But how long did the ancient swordsman live?

Even a drop of blood can be preserved to this day despite the erosion of time.

If the ancient swordsman is still alive, he may have been alive for millions of years.

In many cases, the length of life is enough to indicate the strength of one's strength.

Saint Hao thought about Lin Moyu's words and was silent for a few seconds before speaking again, "What you said makes sense. The first possibility is not impossible."

"because..."

At this point, Wu Shengzun stopped talking.

Lin Moyu knew that there was something hidden inside, and there were some things that he was not qualified to know.

In other words, even if Saint Hao said it, he wouldn't understand it.

This is the fact. There are many things that cannot be understood even if they are not in the realm.

Saint Hao stopped the topic and said, "Although his arrival was blocked by you this time, maybe he already knows your existence, so you should be careful in the future.

Lin Moyu's expression became serious, "I understand, Lord Shengzun, I have some questions I would like to ask."

Wu Shengzun nodded, "Just ask, I can tell you anything I can."

Wu Shengzun always had a different attitude towards Lin Moyu.

In the eyes of outsiders, Lin Moyu, a young man with outstanding talents, is a junior whom Saint Hao values ​​highly.

But Hao Shengzun became acquainted with Lin Moyu as his equal.

Only a few people know that Wu Shengzun has placed great expectations on Lin Moyu.

"I want to ask about the path between the Divine Realm and the Other Shore Realm..."

Lin Moyu asked some questions, and just as Wu Shengzun said, he would not hide anything he could say.

Through these questions, Lin Moyu knew what path he wanted to take.

Although he is still only the God King, his soul level is too high, and he is already qualified to know how to take this road.

Lin Moyu knows his situation well, and many of his experiences may not be possessed by even a being like Saint Hao.

By combining various aspects of information, you can choose a path that suits you and is the strongest.

Lin Moyu misses his own little world.

At that time, Antares guided him and pointed out the strongest path for himself.

Without Antares, I wouldn't be where I am now.

“I really want to go back and take a look!”

This thought flashed through my mind, but was immediately extinguished.

He couldn't go back, at least not now.

But before leaving, Antares once carefully said to himself, "Don't come back, wait until I come out to find you!"