Heavens.
With Yu Xian's death, the Emperor's Tribulation has come to an end, and the invasion of foreign lands has come to an end for the time being.
This universe has finally returned to peace, but it is filled with darkness.
The ruthless nature of heaven buried a generation of supreme beings, and the hopes that had been ignited were destroyed in the glory.
The starry sky was dry and silent.
This should be a catastrophe, because the magic pillars descended and devastated the three realms.
Fortunately, there were no major casualties.
The emperors of the three realms were all silent, looking in the direction of the ancient world, unable to conceal their sadness.
At some point, the emperors closed their eyes, rushed to all directions, and continued to guard.
"Ye Chen."
The woman's murmur is like a dreamy fairy sound.
Nai Nanming Yushu and the others looked at Cang Miao silently. Every time there is a catastrophe in the world, there must be that figure, like an immortal monument, standing on the top of the mountain, using his flesh and blood to support the brightest light. He is Ye Chen, the tenth emperor of Chu, and the belief of all people in the world.
However, this time he was absent.
So far, they don't know where Ye Chen is or when he will return.
"He was not absent."
The Empress of Donghuang murmured that she could sense the dream path and Ye Chen's coming.
It was he who killed the Demonic Emperor Huang.
On this night, the sky was silent, and everyone was silent. Restless like the little ape king, he stood on the top of the mountain, holding a broken iron rod, quietly looking at the stars, and mourning for the common people in silence.
"Grandpa, is there still hope for the common people?"
At some point, a timid voice resounded throughout the world, as if everyone could hear it.
"have."
This word is the voice of everyone, no one questions it, it is an obsession and a belief.
The sky in ancient times was still so dark.
Like the heavens, this place is also shrouded in gloom, and the eyes of the emperors in the cage are dim.
On the top of the mountain, two clouds were suspended.
The empress and Zi Zaitian were lying on it, their bodies stained with blood and their cheeks pale.
The god is also here, and his condition is not much better.
Yu Xian's ruthless nature refers to the rules and the decisive battle across time and space.
The one who attacked her was Tiandao.
It's just that it is the way of heaven in the future time and space, or it is the executor of the way of heaven.
However, due to his limited abilities, he was unable to save Yuxian.
A decisive battle across time and space not only severely injured him, but also destroyed a Supreme Being who was about to become the Emperor of Desolation.
Not long after, the empress woke up.
Her silence made time seem to freeze, suppressing it until the universe became eternity.
"Can he be resurrected?"
The god looked at the empress quietly, and the resurrection in his mouth naturally meant the resurrection of Yuxian.
"I don't know."
The empress whispered, crossing the void with one step, entering the ancient illusion, and went to the unknown territory.
Anyway, give it a try.
Not long after she left, Zi Zai Tian also woke up, his expression indifferent and uncaring.
She also went down to the top of the mountain, heading towards the altar.
A generation of holy demons smiled faintly, looking at her with a look full of mischief, without knowing what the meaning was.
Zi Zaitian looked at it for a long time and was speechless.
This universe is extremely complex and more extraordinary than she imagined, such as the way of heaven.
"How about a deal."
A generation of holy demons smiled and sent messages, and their words were full of magical power, hoping to cause trouble to Zi Zi Tian's mind.
Zi Zi Tian was silent, his indifferent eyes were without a trace of ripple.
"Let me go, and I will tell you the door to eternity." A generation of holy demons looked at Zi Zi Tian with a smile.
"I will find it myself."
Zi Zaitian said calmly that although he didn't like words very much, it didn't mean his brain was abnormal.
Let you go? I'm afraid I'll die faster.
I have seen through life and death, but I don’t want to go to hell just yet.
I don’t know when the empress will return.
All the emperors looked at her, their eyes full of sincere longing.
The blood-stained figure of the empress staggered a little, and no matter how red the blood was, it could not hide the paleness of her cheeks.
Lost, she lost.
I don’t know if he lost to the ruthless Tiandao or to the weird unknown.
No matter which one she lost to, she could not regain Yuxian.
The peerless female Supreme who was once crowned the Emperor of Desolation has completely become the dust of history. Even in the unknown and unruly realm, she cannot be resurrected. Perhaps, it is her own destiny.
There was silence all the way, and she leaned tiredly under the old tree.
This was the first time in two eras that she felt so tired and wanted to find a shoulder to lean on.
The emperor is also a human being, and the empress also has helplessness.
She was riddled with holes, carrying the devastation on her back, and could no longer hold up the sky.
"Ye Chen."
She whispered the name, her dim eyes flashing with blurred light.
When Ye Chen said this, I didn't know whether it was Chu Xuan and Chu Ling who was calling, or whether it was her, the Empress of Heaven, who was calling.
I really want that person to come back and turn the tide for all the people in the world.
In the haze, there seemed to be a warm hand brushing away the scattered strands of hair for her, and gently caressing her cheek, like a warm husband comforting his wife.
It's Ye Chen.
Countless souls lingered in their dreams, dreaming back to their hometown again. No one knew whether he was touching Chu Xuan Chu Ling or the Empress of Heaven. No matter which one it was, it was enough to make him feel heavy.
"Where are you."
The empress whispered, but she could feel Ye Chen without moving.
"The end of time."
Ye Chen spoke, not sure if he was answering a question or talking to himself.
Yes, it's the end of time.
His journey home was too long and far away, covered in dusty years and separated by the vicissitudes of life.
When did the Empress? The Empress fell asleep.
The dream was still lingering, Ye Chen watched quietly, for an eternal moment, he couldn't help but feel distressed.
His state of mind was also experienced by the empress.
Who knows which spring, autumn, winter or summer, the empress looked at him like this, watching the tired Tenth Emperor of Chu, carrying a mission, carrying a heavy burden all the way, only curling up under an old tree to sleep quietly in the dead of night, waiting for When you open your eyes, you will drag your tired body and continue to support the light.
After all, they are the same kind of people.
In the last era, she was the protagonist, setting up the eternal scheming just to kill the heavens.
In this era, he is the protagonist, going against the will of heaven just to protect the common people.
He was tired, and so was she.
Now, she fell first, with a weak heart hidden under her strong appearance.
The dream is gone.
When Ye Chen woke up, he was already a small universe.
This night, it snowed again.
That night, his head turned white.
On the top of the mountain, he stood quietly, looking up at the misty sky.
The starry sky here is as vast as the heavens, and every star has its own story.
Suddenly, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
He is injured, an extremely indelible injury that cannot be recovered even through eternity and blood.
"Damn it."
There was a roar in the Heavenly Demon Realm, it was the Heavenly Demon Huangdi, and the universe was shaken by lightning and thunder.
Ye Chen was injured, and so was he. It didn't matter that Huang Di was destroyed, it was him who suffered the backlash.
He is still Emperor Huang, but he has a little more flaws.
It was he who underestimated the heavens and the Supreme Being of the Holy Body lineage, and was killed by surprise.
However, they won this battle.
Yu Xian is buried, and there is still no Huangdi in the world. Once a war begins, all living beings will be defeated.
On the ninth day, Ye Chen closed his eyes and looked out into the universe.
The dark illusion is vast and boundless, but today, there is a dazzling light.
It is the river of illusion, flowing again, passing by the small universe.
Ye Chen exhausted his eyes and looked inch by inch, trying to find Zhao Yun's figure.
Unfortunately, it could not be found.
He reached out his hand, passed through the boundless darkness across the barrier of the universe, and stirred up a splash of water from the river of illusion. He really wanted to know where this river came from and what the significance of its existence was.
He put his hand away and stared quietly.
Between the fingers, the false water gently dripped down, turning into wisps of mist and disappearing.
He tried again, still the same.
He is the way of heaven in the small universe. No changes or foreign objects can escape his notice.
But now, he can't find any trace of the false water.
It seems that it is really false and will not leave any trace in the world.
"Above heaven."
Ye Chen's eyes were deep, and the delusional water that he brought up might still be there, but he couldn't notice it.
I fell asleep again on the tenth day.
This time, he dreamed of the wilderness and saw a dreamy silhouette.
She is the Empress of the Eastern Wastelands.
She is still in the heavens, guarding her hometown, patrolling at night, and stopping silently when passing by the wilderness.
It was here that she defied heaven and attained enlightenment.
There are miserable memories in this dry starry sky. Her husband and children risked their lives to protect her.
She could sense Ye Chen's dream and showed a gentle smile.
Perhaps, she knew where Ye Chen was, and it was very similar to what she had experienced back then.
No one answered what kind of suffering she had to endure in order to return home.
However, she firmly believed that Ye Chen could come back from his dream. Whatever she could do, Ye Chen could do the same.
This dream was somewhat short-lived and should have been a sudden realization.
In other words, it was Ye Chen who took the initiative to withdraw from the dream, not because the time limit had expired, but because something happened in the small universe.
boom! Boom!
At night, the small universe is covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the world is slightly chaotic.
Ye Chen frowned and peeked into Bahuang.
He is the way of heaven here, and such changes were not caused by him.
After looking around, he raised his eyes slightly.
At this sight, Dun's eyes narrowed slightly, and at the top of the misty sky, there was an illusory big hand.
"Destroy the world?" Ye Chen frowned.
It was not the first time he had seen that big hand. He had seen it when he was going through the quasi-desolate tribulation. He had also seen it in the artistic conception of the word "Tao". It was that big hand that destroyed the universe with the word "Tao" with one palm. Tianzi.
Now, this big hand is here again, heading towards the small universe.
Obviously, it wants to destroy the world again and destroy the small universe where the way of heaven was born in order to refine the word of heaven.
Buzz!
The small universe trembled, and the world was no longer slightly chaotic, but completely chaotic. The heaven and earth shook uncontrollably, mountains collapsed one after another, and even the stars in the sky were exploded one by one.
Ye Chen remained silent and forcefully supported the rules.
In fact, that illusory big hand is still extremely far away from this small universe.
And what he saw was only an illusion before the disaster came.
Of course, the illusion will eventually become reality, and the illusory hand will become a real hand.
"So strong."
Ye Chen murmured, the feeling of becoming the way of heaven is quite real. Before the big hand falls, destruction has come first.
In an instant, he activated the Eternal Blood Succession.
In an instant, he blessed countless forbidden spells to resist that big hand.
This should be his second time facing the Eternal Immortal Realm.
That big hand comes from eternity. I don’t know why it wants to destroy the world, and I don’t know why it wants to be refined into a heavenly character.
All he knew was that if he wanted to live, he had to fight tooth and nail.