Chapter 222: Immortal Mottle
"That's ......"
Ye Han couldn't help but exclaim, who would have thought that at the end of this boundless river of blood would be a majestic underground palace.
The black shadow seen in the distance was the towering city wall, but the wall of this palace was too tall, reaching about hundreds of meters. At first glance, this palace looks like an ancient beast lying there, exuding the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.
As the distance narrowed little by little, Ye Han gradually saw that the walls of this majestic underground palace had traces left by the years, and it seemed that it had been built for a long time.
It's just that there is a faint doubt in Ye Han's heart.
"Who built such a magnificent underground palace here, and how much manpower and material ......resources would be consumed for such a grand project?"
You must know that the Qingcang Xiaoshi Realm was founded by the 'Lionheart Emperor' when he was old seven thousand years ago, and since then, there has been no emperor-level powerhouse in the Beamon Empire. In other words, this underground palace obviously has some connection with the 'Lionheart Emperor', who is known as the first emperor of 100,000 years in the Nabimeng Empire, that is to say, this magnificent underground palace has existed in this world for at least 7,000 years.
The boat flowed down the river and flowed into the underground palace along the river, and Ye Han saw that the palace walls were tightly sealed, even after experiencing the mottling of thousands of years of history, the erosion of the blood river of the years was still as strong as ever.
Entering the underground palace, it was silent and lifeless, like a tomb of death.
There are no buildings on the surrounding area, except for a solitary hall that occupies most of the area, and the surrounding walls are very high, as if they were built to protect the main hall. There is no entrance, which is to prevent outsiders from breaking in, and there are layers of spatial barriers around it, which are progressive, making it impossible to see through the virtual reality.
The reason why Ye Han was able to enter this palace. It is also because the rafting under his feet can be exempted from this mysterious isolation power, otherwise even if he is a powerhouse of the Void Secret Energy Dao, with these spatial barriers, he would not even be able to discover this underground palace at all, let alone go deep into it.
As for the saint-level ancestor-like giants, they were rejected by the rules of the Qingcang Small World Realm, and they couldn't enter it at all. The power of the emperor-level powerhouse is unpredictable, the so-called 'one word and nine tripods', words are followed, and they can even distort the power of the rules of some small worlds.
But. In the past thousand years, there has never been an emperor-level figure, and even the Great Bright Sword Master in the Western Wilderness Continent, who is known as the most promising to advance to the emperor level in the past thousand years, still has not taken the last step.
On the top of the main hall protected by the city wall, there are faint pillars that reach through the sky, reaching the top of the endless void. Even if he used the 'Tiantong Eye' divine power, Ye Han still couldn't see the end of the divine pillar.
"These Divine Pillars ......" I don't know what to do, Ye Han always has a feeling that the divine pillars that stretch out to the endless void seem to have vitality.
Keep going. The white bone rafted through the layers of bends and finally stopped, but Ye Han stood and looked straight ahead.
Rushing rivers of blood. Eventually, they all came together to form a vast blood-colored lake.
The lake is wide and you can't see the edge at a glance. And in the center of the blood-colored lake, a huge bronze coffin that was heavy and dozens of meters long. Float there silently. The pillar that extended from the top of the main hall actually split into a series of roots, winding the coffin like an iron chain.
It's no wonder that Ye Han was dumbfounded. Now he saw clearly, where was the divine pillar, it was clearly the unimaginably huge ancient tree with powerful vicissitudes of life.
Because of the relationship between Tianyantong, Ye Han could even see clearly that there were still layers of fine wood textures on those divine pillars, and it was only because he didn't pay attention to it just now that he missed this discovery.
"Roots, this, this is the deep roots of the 'Green Ancient Tree'......"
Ye Han's eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to imagine that the destination of this strange and vast underground blood river was actually the destination of his trip, the Qingcang Ancient Tree, but the place he came to was the root of the Qingcang Ancient Tree.
But who would have thought that there was such a huge blood river space hidden deep in the roots of the Qingcang Ancient Tree?!
Everything revealed weirdness and bizarreness, Ye Han faintly knew that he seemed to have inadvertently glimpsed a big secret.
He finally understood at this moment why when he saw those Heavenly Divine Pillars before, he had a feeling of vitality contained in them. That's because, it was originally alive, according to legend, the Lionheart Emperor accidentally got a precious seed from the Extraterrestrial World Seven thousand years ago, it was the Ancient God Tree, in order to cultivate this seed, and even independently opened up a realm, which is this Qingcang Ancient Realm.
'Qingcang' and 'Qingcang', this world was originally named after the Qingcang Ancient Tree, and it is conceivable how much the Lionheart Emperor valued this sacred tree.
Legend has it that this sacred tree is the root of the territory, and after growing up with incredible power, after nearly 7,000 years of growth, this green ancient tree is now luxuriant, and only one root seems to be a pillar of the gods.
However, what is the huge bronze coffin wrapped in several ancient trees, or who is buried inside?
Ye Han's heart became more and more calm, and he felt an indescribable vastness and strength from the huge bronze coffin, which was from the spiritual pressure, which faintly made him jealous.
From the moment he met the Golden Beamon Behemoth, Ye Han had a feeling that he had unknowingly come into contact with some of the secrets of the 'Lionheart Emperor' that opened up the Qingcang Small World Realm by chance.
The Behemoth of Beamon, the mysterious underground blood river and the many ghosts bred in the blood river, and then the tall palace here, the vast blood-colored lake underground, and the huge bronze coffin suspended in the void, come from the green ancient trees beyond the world......
It was as if there was an invisible hand manipulating everything, and everything seemed to be disconnected, but it could be closely linked.
"Could it be that these are all arrangements made by the Lionheart?"
For the first and most reluctant-level emperor in the history of the Beamon Empire, Ye Han was full of reverence, this Lionheart Emperor was known as the first emperor of the 100,000 ancient times, not only let the orc kingdom stand between heaven and earth, but also pushed the human continent, and even the entire world of the world for 100,000 years invincible, known as the first person in 100,000 years.
This kind of level that transcends the boundaries of races, the ten directions of Megatron, that is the real vastness, how domineering, what majesty!
For characters of this level, their every step is intriguing and unpredictable.
With Ye Han's current vision and ability, he couldn't understand the significance of such an arrangement at all. Maybe one day, when Ye Han stands in the position of the Lionheart Emperor, he will be able to truly understand the reason.
Taking a deep breath and suppressing the vibration in his heart, Ye Han dispelled the cluttered thoughts in his mind.
These things have almost no meaning to Ye Han, at least for now, the purpose of arriving here is to absorb more blood energy and promote the evolution of the six blood swords.
Ye Han's gaze refocused on the huge bronze coffin that was suspended in the void, and as far as his sight could see, it was at least a hundred meters high, and the height attached to the surface of the lake also reached nearly ten meters high.
It's hard to imagine how large the creatures buried in the bronze coffins were, and perhaps they weren't humanoid creatures at all. Otherwise, it has already surpassed Ye Han's knowledge, and it is more than enough to put a Beamon giant beast into it.
The rugged roots of the ancient tree stretch down from the distant ground, tied on the bronze coffin, the roots of the ancient tree are knotted like a dragon, each root is thick like a divine pillar, mottled and clumsy, full of traces of time, there is a mysterious regular texture.
The huge roots tied up the entire bronze coffin, and some of the fine roots had even penetrated deep into the bronze coffin, as if they were absorbing nutrients to ensure the growth of the main trunk.
Ye Han noticed that the surface of the lake under the bronze coffin was more gorgeous than the surroundings, and the rich blood energy fluctuations made the six sword intents above Ye Han's head ready to move, like a hungry desert traveler, seeing an oasis covered by a lake, he couldn't help but want to pounce on it and drink happily.
"Buzz......" sound.
I don't know if it was an illusion of self, Ye Han felt faintly, and the entire bronze coffin seemed to tremble faintly.
Thundered!
But before he could react, the ground shook, the entire blood-colored lake shook, and in Ye Han's shocked gaze, the huge ancient tree that hung down and wrapped around the bronze coffin suddenly tightened and slowly pulled up.
In an instant, Zihua ascended into the sky, shining brightly.
Just as the coffin was completely pulled up from the surface of the lake, a small pool of purple liquid was exposed, which was clearly distinguished from the bright red blood around it. Suddenly, a faint fragrance floated in the air, and when I inhaled it, it was refreshing and refreshing, and the smell of blood in the sky was covered.
"What is this?"
When Ye Han was shocked by this refreshing aroma, on the silver disk, six blood-colored small swords actually broke away alone and broke out of the air, as if they had seen the Ten Perfection Tonic Pills, almost obsessively rushing towards the purple liquid.
The blood-colored little sword was branded with Ye Han's spiritual power, and if it weren't for his mental movement, it would be impossible for this blood-colored little sword to attack alone. However, at this moment, they were almost a little uncontrollable, and it was obvious that these purple liquids were of great benefit to the evolution of the blood-colored little sword.
This shows that in this huge bronze coffin, it is by no means ordinary people who are buried.
"Who the hell is buried in this bronze coffin?!"
In Ye Han's heart, there was a faint terrifying guess.
Swish!
At this moment, six blood-colored swords took advantage of the gap and rushed into the purple blood.
'Boom!'
Suddenly, an indescribable terrifying and pure energy made Ye Han's mind almost collapse, and then, the surging blood energy lake poured into the six blood-colored small swords, making these six blood swords devour like gluttony.
Although he couldn't see the situation of the blood-colored little sword, through the spiritual connection, Ye Han could still clearly 'see' that the drastic changes that were taking place in the blood-colored little sword......
...... (To be continued......)
PS: First update.