Barren.

It's all desolate.

Above the sky was an endless barrenness, which did not look like the sky at all, but more like a potholed barren land, like a stiff corpse.

The land is also a barren desert, lifeless, like an old corpse, rotting.

The sky is barren, and the earth is old.

The vision of the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Mirror filled the entire sky, distorted and blurred, empty and ethereal......

Well?

Staring at the vision in the sky, Bei Changqing's eyebrows suddenly raised, and faintly, he seemed to hear something, as if someone was shouting something.

Delusion?

In the midst of a vision, how could there be anyone.

Bei Changqing thought it was an illusion, and after a while, he heard what seemed to be someone shouting in the vision, albeit a faint voice...... It seemed like it was far, far away, but he did hear it.

It's like someone is shouting about some heavenly machine, what kind of creation......

Bei Changqing closed his eyes and felt it carefully, and his voice gradually became clearer.

It was an old voice.

The old voice shouted in a tone as if it were collapsing, stealing the heavens, seizing the creation, going against the heavens, and making up for the immortal path......

Listen again.

Definitely not a delusion.

He was sure that there was definitely someone shouting in the vision.

It's just that......

How could someone be shouting in the vision.

What is a vision...... In fact, to put it bluntly, it is a kind of illusory scene, no different from natural phenomena, like a mirage, mysterious and weird, so it is called a vision.

According to common sense, there could be no one in the vision, how could it be......

"Did you hear any voices in your vision?"

Bei Changqing asked.

Qing Jin next to him looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "What sound can there be in the vision?"

"It's like someone is shouting. ”

"Someone is shouting?" Qing Jin shook his head directly and said, "Impossible." ”

Seeing Bei Changqing's frowning and contemplative look, Qing Jin then asked, "Did you really hear someone shouting in your vision?"

Bei Changqing nodded.

"Shouting for what?"

Bei Changqing shook his head again, and didn't say much, only said that it might be an illusion of his own.

Continue to feel the vision in heaven, and the more you feel it, the clearer the old voice becomes.

"Tianhe...... Why did the levee burst?"

"Fairy Road...... Why did it break?"

The voice......

Bei Changqing still clearly remembered that when he was in the gilded sea area that day, he heard someone shouting in the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm, and ...... It was the same old voice, the same in a collapsed tone, giving people the feeling that an old man with a mental breakdown was questioning God.

"Why is the sky barren!"

"Why does the earth grow old?"

"Why did the sun and moon disappear ......?"

"Why did the stars fall......

"Why!"

"Why, exactly!"

"Stealing the heavens, seizing the creation, going against the sky, and making up for the immortal road......"

"Hahaha!"

"I've stolen it!"

"Creation has also been won!"

"It's even more against the grain!"

"Why can't you make up for the immortal road!"

"Why!"

"Can anyone tell me ......why! How to make up !!"

I don't know which senior master this old voice is.

Maybe it's a senior who broke into the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm to find the immortal path.

Listening to the sound of his shouting, it seems...... Because he couldn't make up for the immortal path, his mind was a little confused, and his spirit was completely broken......

Alas.

Bei Changqing sighed, although he has not yet become an immortal, and he doesn't know how to make up for immortals, but the despair in the old man's voice really makes him feel uncomfortable.

Gradually.

The old voice disappeared at some point.

The originally distorted and vague vision of the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Mirror has also become more ethereal and ethereal......

Boom Boom –

A loud bang was heard, and the Purple Mist Forest shook violently.

The purple pillar of light became brighter and brighter, and the strange thing was that as the purple color became brighter, the sky became darker, and even the vision of the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm became more and more distorted and blurred, and more ethereal.

This scene, like the sun and the moon being swallowed up by darkness, in the blink of an eye, the entire sky was shrouded in darkness, and the vision of the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm also disappeared......

Boom - Click!

For some reason, thunder exploded.

The sound of thunder rolling, deafening, and breathtaking, like an ancient thunder from the sky, revealing a kind of silence, a kind of slaughter, like the ringing of a death bell from hell.

This...... The thunder is somewhat familiar.

Bei Changqing felt as if he had heard it somewhere.

Suddenly, inside the Purple Mansion, the innate spirit fetus that had been quiet beat like a heart.

Wow!

The purple glow of the sky condensed wildly in the dark sky, changing wildly, looking like a rough wave.

Looking at the past, the sky is no longer the sky, more like a heavenly river, a heavenly river roaring in the dark.

"It's ...... This is the Netherworld!"

"Netherworld!"

Bei Changqing and Qing Jin almost spoke in unison, the two of them glanced at each other, and they both saw deep shock and horror in each other's eyes, but neither of them said anything, and continued to look at the vision of the Netherworld Ancient River.

What exactly is going on.

Just now it was the vision of the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm, why is there a vision of the Netherworld Ancient River now?

Ignorance.

Bei Changqing was not in the mood to think about these now, he stared at the mysterious and ever-changing Netherworld Ancient River in the void, his expression was extremely complicated, and his heart was also a little excited.

Why he was excited, he himself couldn't tell.

It seems that it is not only him who is excited, but the innate spirit fetus is beating non-stop, and it seems to be more excited than him.

Bei Changqing just looked at the Netherworld Ancient River, looking at it, and it seemed to sink into it in a trance, this feeling was very wonderful...... Like sleepwalking, it's like a fugue.

Agitated!

More and more excited.

Bei Changqing could clearly feel that as he wandered through the Netherworld Ancient River, the innate spirit fetus in the Purple Mansion was scurrying around with excitement, just like a lost child who was cheering when he returned home.

The innate spirit fetus is likely to be conceived by the Dark Stone, and it is not surprising to be excited to meet the Netherworld Ancient River.

What puzzled Bei Changqing was why he was excited.

Is it because you have cultivated the Nether Bible?

Or is it because of the Night Mother?

Maybe both.

He really wanted to see the Night Lady so much, and asked the doubts in his heart to understand.

It's just that......

Will Night Lady show up?

Probably not.

Bei Changqing had seen the Night Lady in the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm in the Gilded Sea Area, she should be in the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm, how could she appear in the vision of the Netherworld Ancient River.

"Young ......"

Well?

Who's talking?

When the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm appeared just now, Bei Changqing heard a voice, why did the Netherworld Ancient River appear now, and he heard the sound again.

Is it the same person?

Not quite like that.

The voices in the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm were extremely old, and the words were full of despair and collapse.

The voice in the Netherworld Ancient River, although it sounded relatively old, there was no despair in the words, more like a dying old man calling weakly.

"Young ......"

Bei Changqing wandered in the vision of the Netherworld Ancient River, looking for the source of the sound.

"Young ......"

It's close.

Getting closer and closer, and the voice became clearer and clearer, Bei Changqing tried to communicate with the other party and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

"Nature is talking to you...... Come, young man...... Let the ancestor take a look. ”

Everything that happened now was completely beyond the scope of Bei Changqing's understanding, and he really couldn't understand how there could be someone in the vision.

"Where are you?"

"Come here...... Come here......"

Bei Changqing followed the other party's voice and continued to fugue.

"Good! good!"

The other person's voice sounded weak, like a dying man: "Not bad...... Yes, it's the Nether Heart. ”

"How many years...... How many years......"

"The Nether Heart was born after all......"

"Good! good...... It's really Netherheart...... The Ancestor could even feel the Netherworld Heart beating, so ......"

What Nether Heart?

Bei Changqing listened to it in confusion for a while, wait, beating? stumped...... Is it an innate spirit fetus in his own body? This thing is not a congenital spirit fetus? It's Raushzi's Netherworld Heart?

"Young people...... Come here...... Come here......"

Bei Changqing continued to wander, looking for the source of the sound, and the other party's voice seemed to have a kind of magic power, attracting him.

I don't know how long I was wandering, but faintly, Bei Changqing saw a ball of light in the Netherworld Ancient River, the light cluster was very weak, like seeing a ray of sunlight on the surface of the sea in the depths of the seabed.

"Come here...... Youngster...... Come here......"

The old man's old and old voice revealed an excitement that could not be concealed.

Bei Changqing didn't continue his fugue, but just looked at the dim light and asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

"Young people...... Come here...... Come here......"

Boy!

When the old man's voice came, Bei Changqing's heart swayed, his will was a little swaying, and his spirit was fluctuating.

Really!

This old guy is not a good bird!

"Young people...... Come here...... Come here......"

As the old man's voice came again, the light in the distance slowly approached this side.

Almost without any hesitation, Bei Changqing immediately withdrew his consciousness and wanted to end the fugue, but at this moment, the Netherworld Ancient River suddenly set off a stormy wave, and then he heard the old man's angry voice.

"Weiyang, you dare to spoil the ancestor's good deeds!"

Wow!

Another wave of turbulence.

"Weiyang! Ancestor can't spare you!ah-"

The stormy waves continued to roar, and the light in the distance was also dissipated by the waves, and the old man's voice finally disappeared.

Bei Changqing did not move.

A trace of divine consciousness is still in the vision of the Netherworld.

Just as the Netherworld River was stirring up stormy waves, he saw a sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus is covered with mysterious runes.

On top of the sarcophagus stood a woman.

The woman stood with her hands in her hands, looking at Bei Changqing expressionlessly.

It's the Night Mother!

It's her!

Bei Changqing had never seen the Dark Night Niangniang, and when she was in the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm in the gilded sea, she still recognized it at a glance as the Dark Night Niangniang.

Seeing it again at this moment makes it even stronger.

He was sure that the woman standing on the sarcophagus was the night lady he had always wanted to see but couldn't see.