Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"Back off!"

The two men retreated cautiously, but their eyes were fixed on the cemetery that had begun to gradually rise. They could vaguely see cracks beginning to appear in the soil.

At this moment, suddenly, a pale hand slowly stretched out from the grave. The hand seemed to be bloodless and exuded a strange aura.

Immediately afterwards, another equally pale hand stretched out, and both hands grabbed the edge of the grave tightly, as if trying to break free from some restraints.

As time passed, a young man with a confused look on his face slowly climbed out of the grave.

His body was covered in dirt and dust, his torn clothes were clinging to his body, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes revealed a look of confusion and helplessness.

It was like waking up from a deep sleep, and everything around me felt strange and confusing.

Song Xuan looked at the young man quietly. He was tall and his appearance could only be described as regular, not handsome. Apart from his pale skin, he was no different from a normal person.

At this moment, the other person was sitting quietly beside the grave, his body trembling slightly, as if he could not accept the reality that he had just crawled out of the grave.

And just at this moment, Song Qian's voice came.

"Brother, I have a feeling that the mysterious treasure born in this immortal burial ground is inside this person's body!"

Chapter 856 God is dead, the devil is destroyed, but you are still alive

Song Xuan nodded without comment, his eyes sweeping over the tombstones of gods and demons one by one.

If nothing unexpected happens, those buried under these tombstones are all beings of the immortal and demon level from the upper realm. The essence of countless immortals and gods gathered after their death. Theoretically, there is indeed a possibility of giving birth to the most precious treasures of heaven and earth.

Of course, it can now be confirmed that there are definitely formation restrictions in this cemetery of gods and demons. Even if a treasure is born, it is only created under human manipulation and guidance.

Song Xuan's eyes were a little dazed. The scene before him gave him a sense of déjà vu, as if he had come across this Cemetery of Gods and Demons a long, long time ago.

At this moment, his face looked a little strange, and an idea emerged in his mind.

Could it be that the formation here was created by the Lord God Xuantian in my previous life?

Using the formation as a guide, and the corpses of immortals and demons from the upper realm as nourishment, a mysterious treasure with great potential was nurtured?

Thinking about it this way, Song Xuan felt that it was very possible!

With his caution in his previous life, he would have made various preparations to ensure a smooth ascension after reincarnation.

Bai Suzhen was the quasi-Taoist partner he prepared for his future self, so the mysterious treasure bred in this burial ground of immortals might be the life-saving magic weapon prepared for him after his reincarnation!

Song Xuan tried to establish a connection with the mysterious treasure, but unfortunately, after trying for a while, his soul chose to give up.

Obviously, the mysterious treasure may have taken shape, but it is not yet complete and it is not yet time for it to be fully unveiled.

After pondering for a moment, Song Xuan took a step forward, looked at the man who was still in a daze sitting in front of the grave, and suddenly spoke.

"Brother, can you understand what I say?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and his eyes began to focus at this moment, as if he had just come back to his senses. He turned around and looked at Song Xuan and Song Qian, then nodded and made a hoarse sound.

“Here, this…”

It seemed like he hadn't spoken for a long time. He spoke in a halting manner, gesturing as he spoke: "Here, what day is it?"

"Ok?"

Song Xuan asked doubtfully, "Are you asking what era it is now?"

"No, no!"

The man gestured, "I mean, here, this grave site, on which day of the thirty-three days is it located?"

Song Xuan shook his head, "This is the world of all spirits, the place where immortals are buried!"

"The World of All Spirits?"

The man was somewhat bewildered. "Among the Thirty-three Heavens, is there the Myriad Spirit Heaven? Or is this a cave heaven somewhere within the main continent of the Great Desolation?"

"no!"

Song Xuan was silent for a moment, then explained, "To be precise, this should belong to the mortal world beneath the prehistoric continent. The place you are currently in is a secret world within the mortal world."

The young man patted his head, as if trying to understand what Song Xuan meant by the mortal world. After a while, he shook his head and said, "I don't quite understand."

Song Xuan frowned, "Fellow Daoist, you don't understand the mortal world. Then how did you get from the upper realm to the lower realm?"

"I do not know!"

The man said in confusion, "I've been practicing in Taigutian for the entire time, rarely even leaving the city. I just remember when I was trying to reach the Celestial Immortal realm, something went wrong inside my body, and then everything went black. When I opened my eyes again, I was here."

He pointed to the cemetery and said, "This looks like a cemetery. I crawled out from here, which means I'm dead, right?"

"Technically, you're already dead!"

Song Xuan patiently explained, and then asked, "In other words, you were cultivating in the Ancient Heaven, one of the Thirty-three Heavens, and something went wrong during your cultivation, and you became possessed and died.

When the seven great cultivation forces from the upper realm came down to the lower realm to seize treasures, you didn't participate, right?"

The man shook his head again, "I don't know what you mean by going to the lower realm to snatch treasures. In my memory, at most I have come into contact with disciples from other sects in Taigutian, but I have never left Taigutian.

Oh, right. I remember that before I died, the Lich War had only ended over 30,000 years ago on the Primordial Continent. What era is it now? How many years have passed?"

Song Xuan was silent for a moment. "I don't know how long it's been, but I think it should be at least 100,000 years!"

"One hundred thousand years?"

The man was stunned, looking at the tomb in front of him in disbelief. "So, I've been lying in this tomb for at least 100,000 years?"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Think positively. Everyone buried here is a god or demon. But the gods are dead, the demons are destroyed, and you have been dead for a hundred thousand years, and your body has not decayed. You can even live a second life. Isn't that a big profit?"

"The gods are dead, the demons are destroyed..." The man was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then he smiled bitterly, "Now that you put it that way, I really made a fortune. At least no matter what, I'm still alive, right?"

As he spoke, he stood up straight, clasped his fists and bowed with a serious face, "My name is Chen Nan, may I know your name, brother?"

Chen Nan?

Song Xuan smiled slightly, not really surprised.

After witnessing the other party crawling out of the Cemetery of Gods and Demons with his own eyes, he actually had some vague guesses in his mind.

Now that he had confirmed the other party's identity and background, Song Xuan was basically certain that his previous life's Lord Xuantian must have been involved in the other party's resurrection.

Song Xuan didn't know what level of cultivation the Lord God Xuantian had in his previous life, but he was sure of what kind of personality he, Song Xuan, had.

Chen Nan has a powerful background. Even in the universe, he is a potential protagonist. With such a powerful future figure in front of him, how could the Lord God Xuantian not make preparations for his reincarnation in advance?

Song Xuan clasped his fists and replied, "I am Song Xuan, a cultivator from the Wanling World."

As he spoke, he took out a black robe from his storage ring and handed it over, then pointed to a lake in the distance.

"Brother Chen, you're back from the dead, so congratulations! Let's go there and clean up and change clothes first. Then we can talk in detail. How about that?"

Song Xuan was very curious about the upper realm.

He had talked with Yue Lingyun, the commander of the Imperial City Division, but he didn't dare to go into details. After all, his identity as the reincarnation of an ancient immortal from Daluo Heaven was a fabrication, and he was afraid that if he talked too much, the other party would see through his true identity.

Bai Suzhen didn't have so many concerns, but she had only awakened part of the bloodline of the divine beast and didn't know much about the upper realm, so the information Song Xuan got from her was limited.

At this moment, it was rare to meet a person from the upper realm again, and he was a person who had just woken up from a deep sleep of death for countless years and was in a daze.

Song Xuan naturally would not miss this good opportunity. He had to get more information about the upper realm and the thirty-three days from Chen Nan.

Otherwise, you will be in the dark after ascending to the upper realm. It would be ok if you were cheated or deceived. But it would be terrible if you were caught and forced to mine after ascending to the upper realm!

Chapter 657 When you go out, you give your identity to yourself

Chen Nan went to the lake to wash himself.

Song Xuan stood outside the cemetery, observing his surroundings carefully.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Victoria Song asked curiously.

"I'm looking for the gravekeeper."

Song Xuan asked doubtfully, "I think you've figured it out too. This person has an extraordinary background. His resurrection must be orchestrated by a powerful being from the upper realm.

Logically speaking, the cemetery of a person with a powerful background must have a powerful gravekeeper.

Chen Nan has come back to life today. Normally, a gravekeeper should appear to guide him to adapt to the new environment and new life after resurrection.

But in the end, the gravekeeper didn't show up, which was really strange."

He finished expressing his doubts. Song Qian stared at him with a strange expression. After a moment of silence, she blinked and said, "Brother, have you ever thought that you are the gravekeeper?"

She pointed to the lake in the distance and said, "Aren't you acting as a guide now?"

Song Xuan's face paused, he thought for a while, and couldn't help but smile.

"It's true that the light is darkest under the lamp. I only think about others and ignore myself.

Now that you put it that way, it makes sense. Chen Nan didn't resurrect earlier or later, but he crawled out of the cemetery the moment we arrived. It's absolutely impossible to say there's no reason."

Song Xuan was still not sure what the reason was, but he thought it was definitely related to his previous life as the Lord God Xuantian.

In his previous life, he had most likely met the person behind Chen Nan, and perhaps some agreement had been reached between the two parties. The Lord God Xuantian was most likely Chen Nan's gravekeeper.

Song Qian stared into the distance and cautiously said, "Brother, this man seems easy to talk to, but I always feel that he is not easy to mess with. The treasure in his body will probably be very difficult to obtain."

"It's normal!"

Song Xuan was quite open-minded. "Chen Nan is different from those reincarnated immortals. He is now resurrected in his true body. Even though his cultivation has not yet reached immortality, he possesses the complete bloodline of ancient gods and demons. His potential is terrifying.

This kind of person from the upper realm who has the bloodline of gods and demons and a complete inheritance is naturally not easy to mess with."

Song Qian felt a little regretful, "So, we won't steal the treasure in his body?"

"What are you talking about? What's the point of robbing or not? How ugly!" Song Xuan smiled slightly. "The treasure is hard to get, so why don't we just ask for the person directly?"

"what?"

Song Qian was still a little confused and didn't realize what it meant. Then she saw in the distance that Chen Nan had finished washing up and was walking towards her in a black robe.

At this moment, he looked much more energetic, his eyes seemed focused, and he was more calm than his initial confusion and caution.

"Looking at Brother Chen's condition, his cultivation shouldn't be damaged, right?"

Chen Nan smiled more and nodded, "I just reviewed my cultivation. Although I failed to break through at the beginning, my foundation was not damaged, and my cultivation has even improved.

In the upper realm, my strength is not even up to par, but if Brother Song says this is the lower realm, I think protecting myself shouldn't be a big problem."

Song Xuan smiled and said, "I'm not too sure about the cultivation system in the Ancient Heaven, but in the Myriad Spirits World, Brother Chen, your current cultivation level is at the Mahayana stage, and you are only one step away from ascending to become an immortal.

As long as you're careful and don't make enemies everywhere, you can still protect yourself."

Chen Nan said "oh" and asked doubtfully, "From what you said, Brother Song, there are many Mahayana cultivators in the Wanling World?"

"Not a lot, but not a few either. The publicly known number is probably only a hundred or so, but if you count those who have been living in seclusion in secret realms for years, there's no telling how many there are."

Chen Nan nodded thoughtfully, then looked at the cemetery of gods and demons with emotion.

"Are all those buried here gods and demons?"

"Yes!" Song Xuan introduced: "Tens of thousands of years ago, seven great treasures appeared in the Wanling World. I can't judge the exact level of these treasures, but what is certain is that even many immortals and gods in the upper realms were tempted by them.

Therefore, immortal and demon-level beings from many forces in the upper realm descended to the lower realm and began to scramble and fight.

And those buried here are the immortal and demon-level beings who fell in those years."

Chen Nan listened with a serious face, his expression kept changing, and he seemed a little confused.

"But why would I, a cultivator who's not even an immortal, be buried here?"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "This may be related to your identity. Think about it carefully. Who are the people standing behind you?"

Chen Nan was stunned, "Behind me?"

He looked a little dazed, "My father, Chen Zhan, was the lord of a city in the ancient world. I grew up under his glory. If there is anyone willing to resurrect me, I think it would be him!

But to be honest, that failed breakthrough led to my own obsession, and even my soul collapsed. I really can't understand how I was able to revive under such circumstances."

Song Xuan smiled, stood with his hands behind his back and said, "You have been buried in this cemetery of gods and demons for tens of thousands of years. You have absorbed the remaining divine and demonic thoughts of the gods and demons in this cemetery. After tens of thousands of years of absorption, your soul has been reunited and you have lived a second life.

Of course, these alone are not enough. You also have a treasure within you that gathers the power of yin and yang, life and death, which transforms yin and yang for you to balance life and death. Only with all these factors combined can you be fully resurrected."

"treasure?"

Chen Nan was stunned, and immediately immersed his mind in his body, starting to carefully examine himself over and over again.

After a while, he looked at Song Xuan with a complicated expression, "There are indeed two light balls in my body, one gold and one black. If you hadn't reminded me, I might not have noticed it.

Brother Song, you seem to know me very well. Who are you?