The True Colors of a Hero

Chapter 741: Ten years later!

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The cruelty of the foreign monks was enough to scare some monks with weak wills. The list of contestants at that time recorded: 1,263 foreign monks and 8,397 Chinese monks.

After all, all the combat power of foreign lands is not on the ancient Chinese star, so it is normal that the number of people is less than that of China. Due to the large number of people and even more spectators, Zhongzhou has also spent a lot of time in arranging various issues.

Finally, after everything was ready, in the ninth year and a half after Liu Xun entered the Tomb of the Supreme, the competition began! Although the remaining people were all outstanding, it still did not change the current situation of the tragic death of Chinese monks.

There are outstanding people in China and in foreign lands, not to mention that their magical powers have not been suppressed yet, so except for the Chinese cultivators from a few major families, those independent cultivators almost always die in every battle! The continuation of this situation has made the situation between China and foreign lands even more tense, and the Chinese cultivators who were watching on the scene even fought with the foreign cultivators who were watching.

The entire Central Region city was in a mess, but every cultivator's eyes exuded a murderous aura. However, it didn't matter. It would be ironic if the Four Heavenly Kings were deprived of their positions as kings by cultivators from foreign lands in the battle to be crowned kings. It would be the greatest humiliation in Chinese history that one of the Four Heavenly Kings of China was a cultivator from a foreign land.

Time flies. When Liu Xun entered the Tomb of the Supreme for ten years, the battle for the title of the Four Heavenly Kings had reached a fever pitch. The list of participants was posted on the arena in the Central Region City. The list was as follows:

There are 76 foreign contestants remaining, and 123 Chinese contestants remaining. This shows how many heroes have died in these hundred years. Hundreds of corpses are carried away from the Central Region cities almost every day after the competition.

As for Liu Xun, he had already arrived in front of the Yin-Yang fish. When he saw the Yin-Yang fish, he was suddenly speechless. These two stone-made Yin-Yang fish were actually a thousand meters long, and the fish eyes alone were tens of meters large.

"There are four eyes in total, which one is it?" Liu Xun looked directly at the fish eye, a hint of numbness flashed in his eyes. Because he was a little excited when he was "released from prison", he did not ask which eye the ancient supreme being in the tomb was.

"Forget it, let's try one by one!" As the thought came to him, Liu Xun's figure instantly appeared at the head of the Yin-Yang fish. With a wave of his hand, a colorful divine light was emitted, and a fish eye shattered, but no exit appeared around.

"I'm so unlucky. I must never play the Mark Six lottery after returning to Earth." Seeing this, Liu Xun smiled softly and hit the other eye, but this one still didn't hit him.

At this moment, the corners of his eyes twitched. His luck was so bad! A trace of anger flashed in his eyes. He kicked the blinded Yangyu to pieces. Suddenly, a thousand-meter-long boulder collapsed and countless pieces of rubble flew everywhere.

"You will be shattered after I get out anyway, so you might as well let me vent some anger." He hadn't spoken for almost ten years, and now he talked a lot. He slowly walked towards Yin Yu. This time, in order to save time, Liu Xun emitted two rays of colorful light.

The moment the light just touched the fish's eye, the surrounding space suddenly distorted, and he was sucked in by an irresistible force, and his figure instantly disappeared into the Supreme Tomb.

When Liu Xun disappeared, the Ancient Supreme in the bronze coffin suddenly stood up, looked at the direction of the Yin-Yang fish and said slowly: "Thousands of reincarnations of immortal bodies, the reversal of heaven and earth, the coexistence of Yin and Yang, I have explored the myriad ways, everything is at ease in our hearts..."

At this point, the Tomb Ancient Supreme sighed and then said: "The path given to you by the God Emperor may not necessarily be the right path for you, because you are different from the Great Emperor. You have no heart, so how can you seek the true path?"

The Supreme Tomb was once again filled with gloomy air, and returned to dead silence. Only a sigh lingered around for a long time...

He slowly opened his eyes and the scene in front of him changed. After carefully observing his surroundings, Liu Xun realized that this was the outskirts of the Yitiantian Mountains.

Now he can use the power of space. If he wants to go to the Central Region, it will only take an incense stick of time. But he is not in a hurry because ten years have passed. He needs to find someone to understand what happened in the past ten years.

Liu Xun acted as he thought. He slowed down his speed and flew in the air. After about half an incense stick of time, he finally saw a cultivator. The cultivator's cultivation level was about the robbery level, and he was rushing towards the city in the central region.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay." Liu Xun thought, and instantly appeared in front of the robber monk. Seeing this, the robber monk's expression changed. He knew that Liu Xun's cultivation was higher than his, so he bowed and said: "Junior greets senior, I wonder if you can use me for anything?"

Liu Xun smiled softly, signaling him not to be nervous, and said: "Please tell me what happened in the past ten years. I will be very grateful."

"No, no, senior, you are too polite." Seeing that Liu Xun was not the kind of person who would bully others by taking advantage of his power, the land-robbing monk told him everything that had happened in the past ten years, as well as the battle for the coronation of the Four Heavenly Kings and the massacre of Chinese monks in the foreign monks' competition.

Upon hearing this, Liu Xun nodded secretly. The battle between the Four Heavenly Kings to become the King really shocked him. But when he heard that foreign cultivators killed Chinese cultivators in the competition, and that no less than one million Chinese cultivators had died in the past ten years, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you for telling me, fellow Daoist. I will go ahead." As soon as the words fell, before they completely dissipated, Liu Xun's figure disappeared without a trace, leaving only the earth-robbing monk standing there in a daze.

About an incense stick of time later, Liu Xun arrived at the Central Region City. His handsome face looked a little tough, and the Qilin Thorn behind him was wrapped in linen. In addition, his cultivation level fluctuated greatly at this time, so even acquaintances could not recognize him for a while.

Walking slowly into the city, I was surrounded by huge crowds of people, so densely packed that I couldn't see the end at all. But from the conversations around me, I could tell that the situation in China was not optimistic.

"The foreigners are so arrogant. Isn't it just because their magical powers are not suppressed? If my magical powers were not suppressed either, I would have killed those beasts long ago." A cultivator with the cultivation level of Jitian said angrily.

"Alas, the four thrones may be obtained by foreign cultivators this time. Di Yun of the Di family is considered powerful, right? But wasn't he torn apart in the decisive battle with the foreign cultivator yesterday? Alas..." A cultivator shook his head and sighed.

"Yes, Di Yuan was almost furious because of this, and he killed three foreign monks in the ring in a row, which can be regarded as revenge for Di Yun! It's just a pity for Di Yun, alas..."

Liu Xun paused when he heard this. Di Yun was dead? As for Di Yun, he was the first person he met when he came to the Central Region. Although he could not be considered a friend, he was definitely a great man. I didn't expect that he was dead now. (To be continued)