Hulunbuir Prairie.

The ice and snow melt, everything recovers, summer is approaching, the vast grassland is full of vitality again, yellow sheep and wild horses gallop across the country, wolves and fox hunting roam freely, and they live freely in this country that belongs to them, deducing the laws of nature and survival.

In the depths of the former prairie, there was a small town, a gravel area, and an underground arena; In the past, Hulunbuir was widely watched by the world, and was concerned by many heroes, wealthy businessmen, and nobles. For this reason, they are obsessed with sinking.

Once upon a time, there was a term here, and it was called death fighting; Once upon a time, there was a legend here, and it was called a fighting myth; In the past, this place was a sensation, causing a wave of fighting frenzy; Once there was a river of blood, it was swallowed and buried by a catastrophe.

Here it is now...... The vast and boundless grass is a paradise for living beings and a sea of green. Once upon a time, all turned into dust because of the original massacre, and all returned to silence because of a heavy snowfall.

All of them have become 'history' with the changes of the world, and gradually fade in the memory of the world...... Disappear......

'Chaotic Town'

Ugliness and sin are buried, prosperity and noise are a thing of the past, no more girls soliciting in the streets, no more jeeps galloping across the border, no more gamblers and drunkards, no more villains committing 'chaos', and after a massacre, the place has fallen into a calm that has never been before.

It has become the barren, dilapidated and depressed it is today.

In the corner area of the town, there is a collapsed house, overgrown with weeds, messy and desolate, once this was a holy place in the eyes of countless Hulunbuir fighters, and once lived here a man, his name was ...... Di Cheng!

At noon today, Hulunbuir ushered in the only guest in half a year, and the barren town ushered in the first traveler since the silence.

On the earthen wall in front of the house, a man in black stood with his hands in his hands, slender and temperamental, with his back to the deserted town and the dilapidated house, silent and silent.

The black "colored" long shirt and the long black "color" hair swayed gently in the breeze.

The face is white and clean, like white jade, and pale; The lips are bright red, like ruddy, and like blood red.

The handsome face lines are smooth and resolute, as handsome as a woman, and as cold and resolute as a man. The pupils are pitch black, without the slightest whites of the eyes, and the eyelashes are thick and pitch black, like black "color" eye circles, which set off the eyes that are deeply sunken into the eye sockets with extremely evil intentions!

Like fox eyes, like crow eyes!

Handsome and beautiful! Such a face has a fatal temptation for any woman, and any man is a little jealous.

The temperament is indifferent, dusty, and silent, like a backwater without waves for thousands of years, bringing an inexplicable danger and strong coercion to any enemy.

He is...... Xi Yuhuang !!

The master of the Eight Gates of Heaven, the first god of the Heavenly Gate, and the grave keeper of the Chixiang Death Prison...... Xi Yuhuang!!

Before you know it, the fifteen-month experience has been completed, the fifteen-month struggle has ended, and the fifteen-month epiphany has ended. He...... Xi Yuhuang ...... The metamorphosis was completed.

Fifteen months ago, Tantric Buddhism opened its mountain gates to welcome this evil man. Fifteen months later, Tantric Buddhism opened the mountain gate again to send off the new killing god. Maybe I have suffered, maybe tired, maybe I have struggled to the death, or maybe I have wandered between life and death, but the moment the door is opened, the events of the period have turned into dust, and the tribulations of the period have become memories, and no one will mention it again, no one will touch it again.

The world only needs to know that he Xi Yuhuang survived, walked out of the hell of training arranged by the old living Buddha himself, walked out of the closed door of Tantric Buddhism alive, and completed this qualitative transformation alive.

For Tianmen, his return and his appearance are definitely a tsunami-like impact; For the black list, his transformation and his ascent to the top are definitely an earthquake sensation.

At that time, Chen Zun's ascension to the imperial level did not cause a sensation like Di Cheng's, nor did it attract the serious attention of many people, so that he turned his back on his homeland and fought in Africa, struggling for a 'veritable' bloody battle. After Di Cheng became the emperor, he also set off a storm of black lists in order to prove himself, so that he went far away to start a massacre.

The two successive emperors have fought for their reputation.

But Emperor Xi Yu is different, 'Lord of the Red Township', 'The First Grave Keeper', 'The First Gate God', 'The Lord of the Eight Gates', 'Di Cheng's Right Hand', 'Evil Eye Crow' and other gorgeous titles have long been hung on his head, woven into a gorgeous crown that is not inferior to Di Cheng!

People are paying attention to Di Cheng's dazzling light, and they are also invisibly staring at the low-key but dangerous man beside him-Emperor Xi Yu.

So much so that after the unveiling of Fang Fengyun on the black list, too many people were paying attention to him, and too many people were investigating him.

Looking at the overall situation of Tianmen, the prestige of Emperor Xi Yu is not much weaker than Di Cheng; Looking at the top and bottom of the black list, Xi Yuhuang's name even surpasses that of all quasi-level emperors, although it ...... He's just fifth......

However, attention is attention, but absolutely no one expects him to go further, expects him to create miracles again, and expects him to bring a new impact to the black list.

But, he did!! The Tantric Buddhism lasted fifteen months of struggle and transformation, and the old living Buddha spent fifteen months of pouring and teaching, once again shaping the mythical miracle, he ...... Xi Yuhuang ...... Did it......

The first god of Tianmen, Emperor Xi Yu has lived up to his name! It is completely conceivable that once the news is announced, once he shows his power, it will definitely arouse the strong attention of all forces, although it is not as good as Di Cheng back then, and Di Cheng now, but it must far surpass the previous Chen Zun, at least...... He doesn't need to fight too hard for his 'throne', and he doesn't need to prove himself hard.

Following Di Cheng's trajectory, Emperor Xi Yu's name of 'emperor' should soon be recognized by everyone. It's just that how much impact he can bring, how many rankings he can make, and how much attention he can attract from the emperors of all parties depends on his own efforts and later growth.

However......

What is somewhat surprising is that after leaving Tantra, Emperor Xi Yu did not return to Tianmen, did not go to Outer Mongolia, and did not notify anyone, but came to the Hulunbuir Prairie alone, and came to the 'sin town' where Di Cheng had been practicing for five years.

The long silence, the long staring, the evil eyes without any emotion, no one knew what he was thinking, and what he was looking at.

"Emperor Xi Yu, the success has been achieved, the name has been achieved, and the twelve emperors on the black list have all returned to their positions. The overall situation of the black list has already been revealed, and the emperors of all parties have already traveled the world, and the prestige of the 'human emperor' is spreading throughout the underground world.

How do you choose your path? Where should your heart go? Your life...... How do I ...... Struggling ......"

In the depths of Xi Yuhuang's mind, he echoed for a long time the old living Buddha's inquiry on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and the back of the old living Buddha who left after the questioning, and the indifference and majesty of the old living Buddha.

The old living Buddha did not wait for Emperor Xi Yu's answer, did not give any instructions, and did not make the slightest coercion and obstruction.

Hike down the mountain and never see again.

The wooden door was left open, and he was allowed to leave.

"How...... Struggling ......" Emperor Xi Yu roughly understood that what he couldn't see through was the meaning of the word used by the old living Buddha at the end, and he couldn't see through the meaning behind the indifference.

Thinking carefully, thinking carefully, in the fifteen months of life and death experience, although the old living Buddha often appeared, he never really looked at himself with his eyes, why??

road, how to choose; Heart, where to throw; life, how to struggle.

Emperor Xi Yu slowly closed his eyes, covering the evil and demonic eyes, covering the confusion in them, and covering the struggle and hesitation.

Once, the heart was to the gate of heaven; Once, swore to follow; Once, touched by affection.

Why...... At the moment of metamorphosis...... At the moment of becoming an emperor...... At the moment when the strength skyrocketed...... The moment the mind opens up...... In the moment of self-examination......

But in the depths of his heart, he found something that had disappeared for a long time, something that he should not have, an illusion that made his soul throb and made his heart 'confused'.

Rebel? What terrible words, what fiery emotions.

Life...... How to struggle......

Emperor Xi Yu was silent for a long time, and what echoed in his mind for a long time was this inexplicable inquiry.

"Old Living Buddha, what kind of person are you, why don't you look me in the eye, are you afraid to see my heart, or don't dare to guess my future.

Struggle...... Struggle...... Am I struggling, or are you struggling. Am I hesitating, or are you hesitating.

Why...... A faint glance before leaving, I saw it in your eyes...... Killing Intent...... Why...... Why ...... "wW."