- Ancient Lands, Depths. The river was surging, and the surging waves quickly washed away the blood of the Blue Jiao Beast.

On the other side of the Ancient River, an unknown man wearing a dragon mask stood on the wet ground, arranging his crumpled sleeves before putting on his white robe again to cover his figure.

And next to him, on the loess soaked by the river, lay a long snake monster with a blue body and two claws. The blue beast lay on the shore dying, and the back half of its body was still immersed in the river. There were several huge gaps in its body, and tiny lightning danced faintly from the wounds, and blue-black blood gushed out of the wounds, soaking the ground. The Blue Jiao Beast is a very rare high-level demonic beast, and its rank among the wild monsters and monsters even surpasses the Azure Stone Statue and the Crimson Stone Statue, and its strength is also very powerful.

But because of this it made a serious mistake and provoked people it shouldn't have provoked. The unknown man glanced back at the blue beast that was paralyzed to the ground, thinking that this rare beast should condense a very strange treasure after death. But with the task on his shoulders, he didn't have time to wait for it to slowly decay and condense, and as soon as he walked away, the corpse of the blue beast would soon be eaten away by the wild monsters and monsters that were dormant around him. "It's a pity...... I can't even get a single product of condensation for the rare monsters I killed with so much effort......" The man sighed helplessly, but he didn't stop, and walked straight towards the mountains in the depths of the ancient world.

Time is running out, and men have such feelings inexplicably in their hearts. For some reason, but he felt more and more uneasy. Walking on the road to the depths of the Ancient Ancients, his brows began to wrinkle unnaturally. When he defeated the Blue Jiao Beast and just set foot on the land across the river, he hadn't noticed anything wrong. But at this moment, when he walked in this valley where the mountains overlapped, he faintly noticed a hint of strangeness. It wasn't that he sensed any danger, on the contrary, it was because around Fang Yuan, he didn't perceive any trace of danger—it was too quiet.

But this silence is too strange for the Ancient Lands! The ancient land that has bred countless wild monsters and monsters is full of natural life itself, and no matter how quiet it is, you can always hear the roars, screams, and even breathing sounds of unknown wild monsters nearby. But there could never be such a silent silence, as if there were no wild monsters inhabiting the valley. “…… It seems that the depths of this ancient land are not simple. The man sighed softly, there are extraordinary things in the extraordinary place, such a large natural area does not have the sound of wild monsters and monsters inhabiting, if it is not for the great danger hidden in it, it is here—it is a land with a master.

I'm afraid that the depths of this ancient land are even more terrifying than he originally imagined. "You have to be more careful." The man said to himself in his heart, and then took out the dark yellow amber stone from his arms, which was the return order of Jin Yuanguo! The man clutched the amber stone in his hand, and his gaze resolutely stepped into the deepest part of the Ancient Lands. His pace began to become steady, although he was in a hurry, but the excessive silence of the environment made him dare not rush forward, in the spirit of calm and cautious character, he slowed down, calmed his breath, and observed the four directions as he walked forward step by step, so that he could deal with unexpected dangers on the road at any time.

But nothing happened along the way, and the environment was as quiet as ever, without any danger, making the men almost believe that the place was simply quiet. It wasn't until nearly an hour of progress had passed the Mie Mountains that the man's footsteps had crossed the Mie Mountains that he finally noticed a hint of sound. Hidden under the dragon mask, the man's brow furrowed slightly, and riding the wind that swept away his ears, he heard a few noisy calls in the distance. "Is there finally something to show up......" The man stared at the mountains in front of him, and after a moment of silence, he continued to walk forward. The man's steps became more steady, and he knew that soon he would see something hidden in the depths of the Ancient Lands. With each step he took, the cries from behind the mountain grew louder. Gradually, the cries he heard in his ears became more and more numerous, and the sound of what seemed to be a loud and long roar made him unnaturally speculate about what strange and powerful monster would be hiding behind this mountain.

The mountain was less than a thousand paces away from him, and soon he reached the base of the mountain, and then he followed the rough path up the mountain. In order to better conceal his figure, the man did not go to the top of the mountain, but found a gap left by the mountains in the middle of the mountain. Taking advantage of this natural tunnel, the man dived through the gap in the mountain and saw the scene behind the mountain.

The first thing I saw was a deep black. The man was surprised for a moment, and when he looked closely, he found that a curved tree was growing outside the crack in the mountain, blocking most of his view. And the trunk of the tree was all black, so the moment it came into view, the man only saw a touch of deep blackness. "The black trunk is really strange...... the man sighed in a low voice, and then moved his gaze outward, and then he inadvertently saw the branches and leaves of the tree, which turned out to be a touch of black, so his eyes subconsciously raised, and he saw that the branches and leaves on the black trunk were all black—the whole tree was dark black, without a trace of other colors. The man's gaze instantly froze, and he seemed to have seen such black trees somewhere. A great uneasiness arose in his subconscious, and the man immediately swept his sharp gaze around the black tree and swept towards the scene in the distance. Behind the mountain where the man was hiding was an extremely large valley clearing.

When he looked past the black trees, he saw first mountain mushrooms emerging from the cracks in the cliffs, and then he saw a jungle growing along the mountain, covered with weeds, and occasionally a few lilies in the grass. Beyond the jungle, you can vaguely see huge rocks scattered in a vast clearing – but strangely enough, everything is the same deep black, whether it is the cliffs, the mushrooms, the jungle, the weeds, the lilies, the rocks and the clearing. The whole world that the man saw through this gap was a deep darkness of dead silence!

Looking at this dark strange place, the man fell silent, his eyes were staring at a deep horror, although he was mentally prepared for all the shocking scenes along the way, but this scene hidden in the depths of the ancient still frightened him. His stagnant gaze slowly retracted, and only then did he see that the ground in front of his feet was also black, as if he was stepping on the boundary between the outside world and the black land in front of him. He really couldn't believe what he saw, but he looked out from afar, and all he saw was the same black color.

The black that hides the breath of death—it's a black ground! A black ground that is exactly the same as the location of Afang Palace! All the scenery is dark, and everything is silent! Looking at the secret that everyone had too little time to know, the man stared at the black land, a barely blank word in the history and geography of the Three Realms, and no book recorded the meaning behind the black land, and could only literally speculate on the definition that everything in its environment was black. The man didn't even know about the existence of the black land before he set foot in Qin Chu, and when he infiltrated the Afang Palace, he saw its true face for the first time, and the geographical environment where all the scenes were black and everything was like dead ashes gave him too deep an impression. It was a strange place of lifelessness, yes, lifelessness. Although trees, flowers, and even birds and animals are still alive as usual, the dead black seems to have branded everything, they are already different from all things in nature, and their survival is only death in a sense.

Even their very existence is a sign of death. It's like a peaceful hell. Men can't imagine how the natural world could give birth to such a completely dead and black region, which can only be understood as the world's greatness.

But later, what he saw and heard after entering the Afang Palace gradually deepened the man's cognition and impression of the black land - the black soil that was thousands of meters deep, and the golden-red liquid pool that was melted in the formation, especially when he stood on the edge of Ling Chi and heard Zhang Liang's exclamation of all the related factors of the black land, Ling Chi, sacrificial skull, and forbidden "reincarnation day", he knew that this black land was even more terrifying than he imagined. Why is there a black land eight hundred miles north of Qinchu Xianyang? Why did those people melt Ling Chi in the strata of the Black Land? Why does Kurochi have a relationship with the forbidden art that disappeared into the legend?

If there is some kind of close connection behind all this, there is some unknown chain of cause and effect between Ling Chi, the forbidden arts, and the black land—Ling Chi can only be melted in the black land, and the forbidden art can only be released in the black land—"Why is there a second black land in the world?" The man stared deeply at the dark scene before him, and once again asked silently. All the signs that the eye saw indicated that the Black Ground was a very special kind of geographical environment, and the man apparently did not believe that aimless nature could accidentally give birth to two identical Black Fields of Death. Naturally, they don't have this kind of consciousness, and they won't create such a place of life and death for the sake of forbidden arts—unless "unless the origin of the Black Lands ...... It's artificial......" The man constricted his pupils and blurted out this terrible thought.

Yes, only man can consciously do such a thing, and only man can connect all these things that lead to the end of the world...... Just like Ying Zheng, they were desperate to melt Ling Chi and release the forbidden art by any means. The existence of the Black Ground is probably also related to people...... Human consciousness is the most terrible thing in the world. - Lingcheng Battlefield.

On the battlefield, in order to prevent the duel between him and Zhong Wuyan's strength from hurting others, Lian Po took the lead in rushing out of the battlefield densely populated with soldiers and headed for a jungle northwest of the plain. After Zhong Wuyan watched Lian Po's majestic figure leave, he also kept his promise and left the battlefield with him...... It's just that she picked up the hammer and rushed towards him with a fierce momentum......

And the tens of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield were all subconsciously relieved to see that the two powerful hard characters had finally left, whether it was the Hundred Beast Legion or the Praetorian Guard. But in an instant, they stared at each other again, clenched their blades, and rushed towards the enemy. The sound of wild beasts was chaotic, the blades were broken, blood flowed all over the ground, and people died on the battlefield. The battle is still going on brutally and fiercely. At this time, Xiang Yu and Bai Qi, who were fighting a decisive battle in the distance, naturally sensed the departure of Lian Po and Zhong Wuyan, and they both noticed the subtle changes in the battlefield situation. Xiang Yu knew in his heart that this was an advantage for them, and after Lian Po took Zhong Wuyan away, Long and Ji Bu would be able to withdraw and lead the troops to fight, and the military battle on the frontal battlefield would become much more advantageous.

"Zhong Wuyan, this idiot!" Bai Qi stared at Zhong Wuyan's distant figure of the dancing hammer, and couldn't help but scold angrily in his heart. But Zhong Wuyan has already left the battlefield, and he can't help it, right now, he still has Xiang Yu, a powerful rival, and the frontal military battle can only be resigned to fate...... Xianyang Palace City. Xianyang is windy, and in the scorching sun of the summer solstice, the cool breeze blows from far outside the palace, swaying the woman's cherry red sideburns and Ye Zi's skirt corners. Standing in the shadows of the sun and the palace tower, Mulan raised her long hair in a high bundle, staring solemnly at the lonely figure who appeared on the hundred steps and under the palace. He was dressed in a navy blue armor in the style of Fuso, a linen silk shirt lined with a set of hard muscles, a cold iron armor with the coat of arms of the three rounds of magatama, a blue belt tied at the end of his hair, and two swords wrapped around his waist. He has a messy short beard on his chin, a slender sword mark on his left eye, and a vicissitudes of life and sharp eyes, like the image of a swordsman wandering the world.

Mulan is looking at his image, and he is also looking at Mulan's every "Mulan, you're finally here." Miyamoto Musashi swept over Mulan's delicate face with a razor-sharp gaze, and the vicissitudes of life were mixed with a bit of trembling determination. Looks like you've been waiting for me for a long time. Mulan stared at the cold light in her eyes, and her breath responded sharply. That's right......" Miyamoto Musashi pressed the sword on his waist with his hand and said in a deep voice, "I have been waiting in Xianyang Palace for a long time in order to fight you. ”

"To fight me?" Hua Mulan said with a little surprise, "I have nothing to do with you before, and I have no grudges afterward, I can understand that you are working hard for Yingzheng, but why do you have to fight with me?" ”

"Your Excellency, please make it clear."

"Of course we have no grudges." Miyamoto stared at Mulan and said in a low, hoarse voice, "But I have taken a fancy to your name as the 'Legendary Blade', and I am determined to compete with you and distinguish the level of swordsmanship!" "It's all in vain." Hua Mulan laughed lightly, and asked Miyamoto Musashi again, "And you are already a world-famous 'Fuso Sword Saint', why are you obsessed with fame and duels anymore?" Miyamoto Musashi pondered for a moment, staring at Mulan's gaze, and the sword mark on his left eye gave birth to an inexplicable chill. The road to duel never ends, and I vow to fight all the swordsmen in the world and pursue the best kendo in the world - this is my life's ambition! ”

"So, please take my battle letter and fight Musashi to the death!" When the words fell like thunder, Miyamoto Musashi flicked his fingers, and the sword on his waist had already leaked an inch of sharpness.

Hua Mulan faced Miyamoto Musashi's insistence, and after contemplating for a moment, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, reflecting a half-face sneer: "Sure enough, it is the rumored Fusang Sword Saint, Zhu Gusheng is obsessed with swordsmanship." ”

(End of chapter)