Countless years have passed, and Ling Xiao can see that the corpses below the Saint Realm have almost rotted and turned into mud. Only the corpses in the Saint Realm can still retain some power, exuding monstrous evil spirits, and even forming an extremely chaotic field that can tear everything apart.
If Ling Xiao's body was not strong enough, he would probably not be able to withstand the power of that field.
"Could this be the battle at the beginning of the era when the human race and the demon race fought for the master of the era? After that battle, the human race became the master of the God Realm and created a new era. The Nine Emperors dominated the universe and it was the most glorious time for the human race, while the demon race could only retreat and hide in the Demon Realm to survive..."
Ling Xiao whispered to himself, with a sigh in his voice.
The most glorious period for the human race was the period of the Nine Emperors. At that time, powerful men emerged in large numbers. Under the leadership of the Nine Emperors, they worked hard and created one glory after another. During the peak period, even the overlords of the era, such as the demons and monsters, had to retreat.
This era is also the era of the human race, created by countless ancestors of the human race. From the tragic traces of the battlefield before us, we can see what price the human race has paid.
Before the Nine Emperors, humans had no powerful emperors and could only become food for the ancient powerful races such as the demons. That was also the darkest era, an era that has even been forgotten by many people.
After the Nine Emperors, the human race experienced a rapid decline over the past tens of millions of years. Without a great emperor to suppress the people, the race could only rely on the blessings of the Nine Emperors and hide in the divine realm.
"In the endless era, the human race has reached its peak of glory. I'm afraid they have forgotten the darkness and humiliation of the past. I just don't know how the human race will cope when the great catastrophe of the era comes."
Ling Xiao sighed in his heart. Looking at everything in front of him, he thought a lot.
Many races that were not suppressed by the emperor have disappeared in the long river of time. Even if they were once extremely glorious, they have now been completely annihilated.
Just like the ghost clan, they were once the masters of the era, and were once extremely glorious. They were suppressed by the emperor and invincible in the world. But later they also declined. Even now, the ghost clan has been swallowed up by the demon clan and became the ghost-demon clan, a branch of the demon clan. Even the ghost world has been swallowed up by the demon world.
Ling Xiao strolled in Luanmo Ridge, looking at the traces of the battle all over the ground, his thoughts drifting away.
He just moved forward casually, heading towards the depths of Luanmo Ridge.
Buzz!
Ling Xiao could feel that this hidden place in Luanmo Ridge seemed to have turned into a ghost town. The sky and the earth were dark, and there was an eerie aura of ghosts. The deathly auras of those ancient strong men gathered together and spread towards the area in the center.
There was a gleam of light in Ling Xiao's eyes, which turned into a faint glow and went silently towards the depths of Luanmo Ridge.
Roar!
There seemed to be the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and there seemed to be countless ghost shadows filling the void. Ling Xiao saw that on the highest mountain peak, covered by endless black fog, there was an ancient altar.
The ancient altar was as red as blood, emitting a monstrous evil spirit, while endless evil spirits from all directions gathered towards this altar.
Ling Xiao could see a boy wearing a blood-red robe, who looked to be about eight or nine years old, emitting an extremely evil aura, and sitting cross-legged on a blood-colored altar.
The ghost energy all around gathered towards him. Every time he inhaled and exhaled the heaven and earth, streams of ghost energy would rise, making his aura even more powerful.
And around the altar, there were more than a dozen black-robed figures guarding it.
Ling Xiao discovered that there was a black-robed figure among them who looked a little weak and was obviously not as strong as the others. Ling Xiao felt very familiar with him. It turned out to be the genius of the Ghost Demon Clan.
Those dozen or so black-robed figures all had perfected their cultivation in the Divine King realm, and were also absorbing and exhaling the ghostly energy around them.
"Do you want to use the power of the altar to break through to the semi-saint realm?"
There was a flash of sharpness in Ling Xiao's eyes. He could feel that the aura of the blood-robed boy was extremely terrifying, but he was still a perfect Divine King. At this moment, he even showed signs of undergoing the Nirvana Tribulation.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the blood-robed boy opened his eyes, and two cruel and cold blood-red rays of light shot out and fell directly on the genius of the ghost demon clan.
"Guixiong, are you sure no one has followed you in here?"
An extremely old voice actually emanated from the mouth of the blood-robed boy, causing the void in all directions to tremble slightly.
The genius of the Ghost Demon Clan, the Ghost Hero as the Blood Robe Boy called him, immediately knelt down with great respect and said, "Greetings, Old Ancestor! That Human Blood Eater is too strong, Ghost Hero is no match for him! But when Ghost Hero left, he used the Holy Talisman to leave, so that Human Blood Eater should not be able to find this place!"
"are you sure?"
The blood-robed boy sneered, with a hint of cold murderous intent in his eyes.
"Ancestor, Ghost Hero... Ghost Hero..."
Gui Xiong's whole body trembled, and a look of extreme fear appeared in his eyes. He was so scared that he immediately crawled on the ground and did not move.
"Friends of the human race, since you're already here, why hide? Just come out!"
The blood-robed boy spoke lightly, and his voice echoed in all directions.
Ling Xiao's eyes moved. Could it be that he was discovered
He could feel that the blood-robed boy was no ordinary person, and he felt threatened.
However, Ling Xiao was still extremely confident in his secret art of covering the sky. He did not show up because of the blood-robed boy's words, but continued to hide aside.
The words of the blood-robed boy immediately made the faces of his dozen or so men change. They stood up instantly, surrounded the blood-robed boy, and looked around with extreme vigilance.
"My friend from the human race, I am not lying to you. Do you really want the ancestor to invite you out personally?"
The blood-robed boy said calmly, with a hint of coldness in his voice.
Ling Xiao's eyes moved slightly, but remained motionless. He was wondering in his heart where the flaw was. Could it be that he entered here through the two words "Ghost King" and aroused the vigilance of the blood-robed boy
whoosh!
A bright sword light suddenly bloomed in the void, like a river in the sky, instantly separating the ghostly aura in the sky, and the bright light illuminated the dark world.
A young man in a black robe strolled over, emitting a tremendous sword aura. He seemed to be the king of swords, so sharp that it was impossible to look directly at him.
His expression was indifferent, but his eyes were like two divine swords, emitting blazing light. He walked amidst the sky full of sword light and in an instant arrived in front of the bloody altar.
"Dugu Qiubai?!"
Ling Xiao's whole body trembled, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.
PS: The fourth update is over, everyone should go to bed early.
(End of this chapter)