Chapter 45: The Emperor's Dream

Through the light curtain, the imaginary world of Xianshan Qiongge did not appear, there was nothingness here, there was darkness, nothing, not only nothing, but also very peculiar here, all the monks in the moment they entered, it was as if they were suddenly in a swamp, extremely viscous, making people unable to move.

The more you struggle, the deeper you fall, is this the last test?

Slowly, some monks discovered some patterns, and here, it seems that the more they struggle, the more they resist, the greater the resistance they endured.

Some people start to try to relax themselves, relax their bodies, and slowly, they are able to move. This made them very happy and began to try to get out of this space.

There seems to be no space, no time, no one knows where they are now, they can only move forward by feeling.

Some people walk fast, some people walk slowly, some people can move freely, and some people still struggle to walk. Everyone is separated, in fact, even if they are not separated, here, they do not feel the outside world, they do not feel each other's existence, as if they are the only ones fighting alone.

I don't know how long it took, there was no exit, no goal, aimless pursuit, no hope, people were a little desperate, some people began to hesitate, their hearts were depressed, and they became inexplicably irritable.

And just when everyone's mood began to be inexplicably irritable, and there was a bad mood, something strange happened, no matter who it was, no matter where it was, in front of them, a bright light began to appear, although the sudden light was so abrupt, so unsettling, but he became the initial expectation in everyone's hearts at this time.

In the long darkness of the night, a bright light suddenly appeared, giving people spiritual comfort, no matter what danger was hidden behind this bright light, it became something that everyone longed for.

As if seeing hope, some people began to walk towards the place where the light appeared, no matter what they were about to face, such a point of light would go straight to the depths of their hearts, and it was the most direct yearning in their hearts at this time.

Such a point of light, as if it had supreme magical power, as soon as it appeared, attracted anything that saw him, every monk, as if enchanted, regardless of it, walked towards the light with their eyes shining, at this time their hearts were no longer depressed, and their emotions were calm and unwavering.

Even a group of outstanding talents such as Xi Huangzhao, such as the mysterious tomboy, such as Dong Linchuan, such as Bai Qingyu, such as Zhang Shiyan, and such as Qian Jixue, are no exception, and they are all attracted to move forward.

In a large hall, this place is magnificent, sacred, as if it were nine heavens. A man, dressed in golden clothes, tied his hair with a crown, stood in the main hall, in front of him, a mirror appeared out of thin air, the mirror was surrounded by fairy light, between the fluctuations of the power of the mirror, a picture appeared, countless monks, with a yearning look on their faces, kept moving into the distance, between the rotation of the picture, only to see a bright light in front of them.

The picture here is impressively the monks who participated in the final stage of the Human Emperor's disciple election, and their every move was observed and watched.

At this time, two people walked into the hall, an old man in gray cloth clothes, his hair was gray, and his face was already drooping old, while the other person was a little thin, and his momentum of not being angry and arrogant lingered, and his eyes were always bright and full of war.

"Your Majesty," after the two of them bent down and saluted, they raised their heads and paid attention to the picture in the divine mirror, the two were none other than the Dao Killing True God who presided over the monks ascending to the heavenly steps, and the other person, but almost no one knew, in fact, he also participated in this operation, but because he had been living in seclusion in the shadows and did not show up, few people knew him.

Above the heavenly steps is the Dao Killing True God, in fact, there is also a master in the Forest Demon Domain, it is he who secretly manipulates everything inside, and finally makes a move, sending the monks who successfully walked out of the Forest Demon Domain to the South Heavenly Gate, so that they can participate in the final test.

The identity of the old man is very special, and his seniority is terrifying, in the outside world, it is even more stomping his feet, and the heavens and the earth are trembling, but he can always correct his identity and status, and in front of the emperor, it is even more so.

After looking at it for a long time, the old man in gray clothes took the lead in breaking the silence, "This is the case for them, isn't it?" He wanted to speak and stopped, his heart was a little unbearable, he grew up watching this middle-aged man in golden clothes, and he knew better than anyone how much effort the middle-aged man had put in and how much suffering he had experienced with such an achievement as today.

And when he saw these children, he seemed to remember the suffering of middle-aged people again.

"We don't have a choice, and they don't have a choice," the middle-aged man in golden clothes said in a solemn tone after a long time, and the old man sighed and disappeared.

As one of the closest people to the middle-aged man in golden clothes, how could he not know how terrible this disaster was. It's just that he always can't bear it, and all this shouldn't be borne by these children.

Finally, someone came to the point of light, such a point of light, dispelling the darkness, and in the long night, emitting a light that purifies everything, as if it were a door to the world of light, attracting people to pass through him.

Raising his feet, someone finally walked in, and then more monks crossed in.

Who am I and where am I? After passing through this point of light, everyone had only one idea at this time, they wanted to move, they wanted to ask someone, but everyone was surprised to find that they couldn't seem to move, their bodies were imprisoned in this world, and their souls were also suppressed, becoming a member of this world, a small ordinary monk, he couldn't move, he couldn't communicate with others, he couldn't touch everything in this world, he could only be a bystander, watching everything that happened, this feeling was like falling asleep and dreaming.

It is a peaceful and peaceful world, where the emperor rules the world, and the whole world is safe and healthy, and everything is going on in an orderly manner.

But suddenly one day, the disaster came, this is the disaster of the destruction of the world, a demon king of the world came, he was holding a blood-red battle axe, his body was as high as heaven and earth, I saw him open his mouth and suck, all the mortals in the whole world, all the low-level monks, without any resistance power, died directly, their bodies were sucked dry of life force, and turned into dry bones in a short time.

There are powerful monks, who begin to fight in the sky, there is an emperor who comes with invincible might, all the strong masters, at this moment, regardless of enemy and me, regardless of race, they are united, there is only one goal, that is, to defeat the demon king and save their world, but the demon king is too powerful, every time he makes a move, he will end a strong man.

The war lasted for more than a month, and it was extremely tragic, but in the end, all the people died in battle, and countless strong people became the blood axe ghosts of the demon kings of the mixed world, and the emperor's head burst out, and his body was still fighting, and in the end, everything that was beaten was wiped out, no one withdrew in this battle, no one chose to surrender and become slaves, and they wrote a tragic picture together for their own world.

Everything is in ruins, everything is gone. Under such a big battle, the Demon King of the Mixed World was also seriously injured and dying, and it seemed that as long as there was a master who fought to the death, he could take his life, but the last person in this world also died in battle, and revenge can only be an empty talk.

Some monks looked at such a picture, their cheeks were wet without tears, at this moment, he seemed to really become the only person left in this world, in the face of such a situation, he was so helpless and sad, all the people died, only he was left.

Some people have tears, their hearts are full of sadness, in the face of such a situation, he can do nothing, he can only give up on himself, choose to die silently, like a dream, when he wakes up again, he is already outside the capital of heaven, his cheeks are still with tears, everything seems to be so real.

Looking up at the sky, they already understood everything.

And there are some monks, seeing that the world has suffered such a tragedy, they empathize, they are unwilling, do not accept their fate, even if they are weak, even if they are insignificant, they have to go against the sky, they began to struggle desperately, even if they are imprisoned, they must break this imprisonment, to fight to the death.

Finally someone broke through the seal, he can move freely, at this moment, he feels that he is not like him anymore, his strength is rising, he wants to avenge this world, he rushed to the sky, and fought with the demon king of the mixed world.

In the end, he succeeded and killed the demon king, but he also gave everything, and he ended up dead, but not only did he not regret it, but he was also very happy, he would rather die in battle than give in.