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"Whew." When I heard his voice, the hairs on my whole body stood on end.

The space was dimly lit, and he was wearing a tattered old official uniform, and I couldn't make out his face. Just listening to Sen's cold and indifferent voice made my heart chill.

The moment he looked up at me, I saw his face, pale skin wrapped around a thin skull, not much different from a hollow head, just an extra layer of shriveled skin.

The black hole was bottomless, without any light, and his two eye sockets stared at me, making my back tingle.

The yellow, messy hair adorned the terrifying skull.

This is clearly not a living person, but a ghost, and there is not the slightest yang energy on him. The heavy dead air blew gusts of yin wind, and the icy cold wind just now blew from him.

He doesn't have eyeballs. It was a terrible feeling to have no eyes, but to be really looking at me. In the depths of the sea, in an unknown ghost town, I was stunned for a moment when I was looked at like this.

"How did he come up?" My heart was trembling.

"Can people live without heart?" He asked a third time between the dry opening and closing of his jaws.

I was stumped by his question, people can't live without a heart, whether it's an ordinary person or a monk, and if the heart is gone, the body can't function and die.

After the physical death, the soul is separated, and it can only be reincarnated or transformed into a ghost cultivator. Even if it's me. I also need a heart to keep my body running, and without it, my body is in a state of death, and in this state, even me. Nor can it be called "alive".

I didn't know if he meant by "living" by physical survival or the soul living in a different way, so I didn't answer for a while in the dilemma.

"Roar!" I didn't answer after asking three times, and suddenly he screamed a trombone, and his breath was furious, and the raging yin wind lifted me from the ruins to the other end.

"Bang." I fell from the rubble, 10 meters high, and the pain invaded my mind.

"Ahem." I coughed up blood. The organs in the body have been displaced, but fortunately, the cultivation has been suppressed, and there is still 2% of the physical strength left, if the physical strength is also gone, falling from a height of 10 meters, it is not as simple as the displacement of the internal organs.

"Can you live?" I fell to the ground, and a terrible roar rang out close to my ears, causing blood to ooze from my ears.

There was a loud buzzing in my ears, and before I could come back to my senses, my throat was suddenly clenched by a dry palm, and the next moment, a huge force came out of the palm, and then my whole body was lifted up in the air.

"Puff puff puff..." ，

The sharp five fingers were deeply embedded in my throat, like 5 needles were injected into my throat, and under the action of air pressure, the blood in my major arteries rushed out frantically and flowed down his five fingers into his body.

"Ho, ahem," I tried to speak, but the blood in my throat was so fast that I couldn't make a sound.

"Since you don't know, then I'll have to experiment with you." His deep eye sockets were only 10 centimeters away from me.

In such close contact, I noticed that there was a bowl-sized hole in his heart, and the location of the hole was exactly where the heart corresponded to the chest cavity.

His heart is gone! The wound has healed with scars, but the heart is missing, no wonder I was asked such a strange question, it turned out that his heart was missing!

"Poof," as my heart swirled, his free palm shimmered with cold light, reaching my heart with ferocity and breaking open my chest.

"Ahh The pain of being pierced through my chest alive made me cry softly, but I couldn't do anything about it, and I didn't have the strength to resist.

His hideous face was directly opposite mine, his fingers pinching my heart tightly.

I could even feel the coldness in his palm.

"Wait! I know! "At the moment when his face was expressionless and he was about to crush my heart, I quickly yelled.

The roar tuged at the throat injury, intensifying the surge of blood.

"Can live, people can live without a heart, the heart is not important, as long as there is an immortal will, it doesn't matter if there is a heart or not!"

I suppressed the blood in my throat and shouted.

"Buzz." As soon as I finished speaking, a light purple star suddenly flashed in his godless eye sockets.

The wind blew and he disappeared eerily, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye. Clip low page death.

"Poof." I fell to the ground, the wounds in my heart and throat slowly healing on their own.

"At least a ghost emperor, maybe even higher." I looked around with palpitations, but the shock in my heart lingered for a long time.

His words just now reminded me of a myth and legend. Legend has it that during the reign of King Shang, Su Daji fell ill and said that he wanted to use Bigan's heart as a medicine.

Because it is different from the dry heart, it is a seven-pronged exquisite heart. At that time, Bigan was a minister of the Shang Dynasty, and in order to curry favor with Su Daji, the king of Shang ordered him to dig out his heart.

Jiang Ziya had already found out that Bigan had such a catastrophe, and explained to him in advance that he would come to him immediately after digging out his heart, and Jiang Ziya had a way to save him.

It's a pity that Bigan saw a woman selling water spinach on the road, so he couldn't help but ask her: "Water spinach has no heart, and it still grows so well." So what happens if people don't have a heart? ”

The woman said she would die, and then Bigan was so shocked that she died on the spot.

"I'll go, could it be that the person just now is really Bigan? This capital is the capital of the Shang Dynasty? "I was lying on the ground recovering from my injuries, and I was in a lot of thoughts.

If it was really the Shang Dynasty, it would be terrifying, so why did the terrible dynasty sink to the bottom of the sea?

What really happened before the endless years?

It took half an hour for me to recover from my injuries and get up and walk towards the North Gate.

The streets are wider than modern roads, with houses and shops on both sides of the road, old plaques still with ancient characters, and the dusty capital and the lonely world make me sigh.

As I walked and looked, there was no human figure in the huge city, not even a ghost.

Aside from the Heartless Man I saw at the beginning, nothing else ever appeared.

"Altar?" I don't know how long I walked, but I crossed a bustling street and saw a huge altar in the distance.

According to my visual inspection, the real location of the altar is about a few dozen kilometers away from me, and it seems to be very close because the altar is too large, giving people the illusion of the senses.

Even from this distance, I could feel the horror on the altar. Even though the altar was covered with cracks, it still couldn't hide its edge.

"It's not an altar for worshipping the heavens, it's not an altar for cultivation." I took a cursory look for a moment, and my pupils constricted.

Today, I can be sure that this ancient city was the capital of a certain dynasty. And the altar that covers a terrifying area should have been laid by the emperor.

Looking at the broken appearance of the altar, it was broken by an external force, so in this way, the altar was used, but I can't guess the specific path.

I looked around, remembered where I was, and then deviated from my itinerary and groped my way towards the altar.

I have a vague feeling that the altar is the reason for the broken silence of the capital.

After walking for more than 2 hours, I arrived near the altar, and I didn't encounter anything strange along the way, and it was so smooth that I felt incredible.

When I got here, I realized that the altar was located in the center of the capital.

The size of the altar was even more terrifying than I had imagined.

The entire altar is made of unknown pale yellow masonry, and between the bricks and stones is mixed with purple-red earth, which is the seemingly soft earth that binds countless masonry into a single whole.

Looking closely, I noticed that the altar was stained with a golden liquid, which had dried up and merged with the altar, and a powerful pressure emanated from the golden liquid.

The altar is in the shape of a square round platform, with dense stairs leading to the top of the altar on four inclined planes.

I walked up the stairs to the east of the altar, dipped my hand in some dry golden liquid, put it between my nose and sniffed it.

"Blood!" My pupils constricted violently, and I was very sensitive to blood and smelled it all at once.

Surprised, I put my hand on the altar and rubbed it gently.

"Whew," Suddenly, my Imperial Personality vibrated and was connected by the inexplicable power of the altar.

At the same time, my body trembled, my eyes rolled, and images of the past passed through my mind.

"This path is my own choice, and success or failure has nothing to do with my people...

The picture is very blurry, on a magnificent altar, standing proudly a man in dragon robes standing up to the sky, he is looking up at the sky.