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There is life ahead, far ahead, although it is a little faint, but it does exist.

It was a very pure life, and in this dead silence, it was very conspicuous and easy to feel.

"What's going on? How can there be life in the Huangquan Underworld?" The people from the other world who didn't know the legends of the mysteries of life and death couldn't help but be puzzled and looked at each other.

And Wang Dao and the others were even more churning in their hearts, gushing out endless thoughts.

The speculation came true, the owner of the tomb was really resurrected, just ahead?

After the resurrection of this world-famous figure hundreds of millions of years ago, what height has it reached now?

For a while, their hearts were filled with awe, and cold sweat flowed.

According to various signs along the way, the owner of the tomb is a very cruel person, no less than a peerless demon, who treats all living beings like mustard.

If he and others set foot on his territory, will there be any hope of survival?

"I don't think so, don't scare yourself, if that kind of character is resurrected, its vitality can be comparable to the ancient tree of life, even if it is separated by a star field, you can feel his majesty, it will not be just such a faint breath. Nangong Jingyun said.

"Or, if he wants to hide his life, we won't feel it at all. Maybe it's just a treasure or something in front of us. Nangong Jingyun added.

Everyone thought about it and felt that this statement was reasonable.

"Or, the resurrection plan of the tomb owner has just improved a little and is in the process of transformation, so there is a little bit of vitality overflowing. Shixuan said.

Hearing this, the others nodded, and they quietly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Their conversations were all carried out by secret transmission, and the people in the other world didn't know about it, and they were still discussing the anomalies of the vitality ahead at the moment.

After Wang Dao and the others pondered for a while, they decided to move on, and it was worth taking some risks to be able to see the final results of the research on the mysteries of life and death in the Yuan Ancient Era.

Swish!

Suddenly, Wang Dao and the others were startled and quickly moved out. The sound of stormy footsteps was heard again. They used their great supernatural powers, and saw a pair of Yin soldiers passing through the distant Yellow Spring in the rear at great speed without being affected in the slightest.

Seeing this, they were shocked in their hearts, it was Huangquan, these Yin soldiers were able to shuttle at will.

Soon, a tall figure galloped in. Wang Dao and the others quietly followed behind, wanting to see where they were going in the end.

Pierce through the clouds and fog. After walking a long distance, finally, a behemoth appeared in front of me, towering and boundless, thick and simple, it was a bronze city.

That city is definitely not of this era, the style is simple, carved with the vicissitudes of time.

"Blessed by the power of the Immortal Dao. Nangong Xian'er exclaimed.

Everyone looked at each other, and it seemed that this was cast by the owner of the tomb during his lifetime. But the giant city was very dead and cold.

Under the city, there were dense Yin soldiers, and at a cursory glance, there were as many as 100,000 of them, all of whom were gathered outside the city.

It's very close to the giant city, and everyone keeps a certain distance. Didn't dare to approach.

100,000 dense Yin soldiers, standing upright, burly and tall, each one is as tall as a zhang, 100,000 people gathered in one place, particularly shocking. It seems that 100,000 gods and demons are standing here, going to fight and kill.

At the same time, these Yin soldiers born from corpse qi gathered in one place, making the yin qi in this place much heavier, lifeless and depressing.

Their armor glowed black, cold and intimidating.

Wang Dao and the others watched quietly here for a long time. These Yin soldiers did not move, but a few more groups of Yin soldiers arrived in the middle and stood at the rear of the army.

Suddenly, Wang Dao's eyes froze and widened.

There were ten burly Yin soldiers in front of them, these people were three feet tall, their breath was compelling, and they made the earth rumble and shake with every step, shaking one air wave after another, and the wind howled.

It was obvious that the strength of the burly Yin soldiers of this division was strong, and their armor was distinctive, bronze-colored, like the generals of a team.

But what was even more shocking was that these ten Yin soldiers were carrying a sedan chair and were coming quickly, it was a blood-colored sedan chair, which looked very infiltrating.

That color, as if it was made of human flesh and blood, was eerie.

The sedan chair was very large, ten zhang huge, and it was carried close by ten Yin soldiers, like a mountain of blood moving, indescribably terrifying.

"This ...... Who is in the sedan chair?" everyone wondered, feeling that the people inside were extraordinary and much stronger.

"Could it be...... Is it the legendary Ghost King?" guessed an old monster from another world.

Everyone shook their heads, indicating that they did not know.

There is a terrifying legend of five ghosts carrying a sedan chair in the mortal world, which is very similar to the scene in front of you, but the scene in front of you is more exaggerated and shocking.

Soon, the blood-colored sedan chair approached, and before coming to the army, ten Yin soldiers were still carrying the sedan chair, not putting it down, and the ten-zhang huge sedan chair was lying in the air like a mountain and oppressing people's hearts.

Most of the coercion is not the size of the palanquin, but its own oppression, and the blood-colored light can shock all spirits.

"It's such a big show, who will be inside?" Behind him, Wang Dao and one of the others from another world old monster wondered.

When he was looking at it, a mountain of breath burst out from the blood-colored sedan chair, and the 100,000 Yin soldiers trembled, their armor trembled violently, and there was a loud noise.

Phew!

A stream of blood flew out of the sedan chair and hit one of the Yin soldiers, whose head shattered in an instant, and the headless body fell to the ground with a thud.

Wang Dao They were puzzled, they didn't understand why the creature in the blood-colored sedan chair was killing, and after thinking about it carefully, they felt that the Yin soldier's standing posture didn't seem to be as upright as the others, and his steps were slightly offward compared to others.

But the change is so subtle that it's not easy to notice.

Is it because of this reason that he killed him casually?

Everyone was shocked by what kind of army this was, and why was it so severe?

Thump!

The mountain shook, and the 100,000 Yin soldiers in front of them suddenly fell to their knees in unison, their bodies trembling.

"Aren't they scared too?" Qingyun said suspiciously.

"It should be a kind of deterrence similar to bloodline suppression between people of the same kind, making them instinctively afraid. Others speculated.

Roar......

There was a loud and hoarse sound, like the sound of bones rubbing against each other, and this sound came from the blood-colored palanquin.

The beings inside spoke, but they couldn't understand the royal way, and in their ears, it was the unpleasant and harsh sound of a piece of bone metal rubbing against each other.

But it can be felt that there is a majesty in it, which naturally deters 100,000 Yin soldiers.

"What is he talking about?" everyone looked at each other, full of doubt.

Wang Daoning calmed his mind, raised his spiritual sense to the peak, listened to everything with a powerful primordial spirit, and felt every ripple of this heaven and earth.

He carefully gathered his spiritual sense in the blood-colored palanquin, and finally, after a long time, he sensed the fluctuation of the faint imprint of life.

So, through this fluctuation, he vaguely understood some meanings, and his face looked solemn and shocked.

The roar continued, like a landslide, like a tsunami, unconsciously, and the existence in the blood-colored sedan chair was still talking.

I don't know how long it has been, and a powerful pressure has flooded all directions like a tide.

A man quietly appeared on the tall and majestic city wall, it was a human being, an ancient body, full of decay and the smell of time.

It was no longer clear how his face was, because his face was almost unbelievable, some of the flesh and blood on his face were gone, and white bones were exposed in many places.

One of his eyes was rotten, black and hollow, like a cold abyss, trying to devour people's souls and swallow the whole world.

Yes?

Wang Dao and the others were shocked, what kind of person was that? Especially Wang Dao, the moment he saw that person, his eyes widened.

He felt a faint purple gold color very familiar in the man's other intact pupil, which was of the same origin as his primordial power. Moreover, Wang Dao clearly felt that his life mark was stronger, but it seemed to be very fragmentary.

How so?

Wang Dao's thoughts became very chaotic in an instant, and too many questions poured out.

After trying to calm his mind, he thought about it carefully, and he came to some conclusions. This man is not a modern man, but a corpse from the Protogus.

It may be like those Yin soldiers, it has undergone some changes in the rich death qi, and to some extent, it is also the same existence as these Yin soldiers, it has not been resurrected and reborn, and it no longer belongs to human beings.

"The body can be preserved until now, and it must be terrifying in life. He should have cultivated the Dao Passage Method, activated the True Spirit Treasure Look, and cultivated to a very high level. Wang Dao guessed.

The purple gold in this person's eyes should be the remnant of his strength during his lifetime, and perhaps because of this, his life mark is more powerful than other Yin soldiers.

Wang Dao sighed in his heart, to be able to activate the true spirit treasure and cultivate to such a high level, he must be a generation of Confucian saints and highly respected people. Because he knew that those who were not right-minded by the Yin and Evil Generations would not be able to activate the True Spirit Treasure.

The former generation of masters, he was actually buried here, and his body became like this after death, Wang Dao felt very uncomfortable at this moment, extremely sad.

People from the other world also saw a lot, pointing to the body full of decay and the smell of time and talking about something.

After a long time, the existence in the blood-colored sedan chair was finished, and Wang Dao did not fully understand, but heard something very shocking from the fluctuations of its life imprint.

Today, there will be a great event in the city, the day when their gods will awaken, so that these Yin soldiers will not miss the slightest mistake when they are ready to protect them.

This is the news that the royal road got from the words spoken by the beings in the blood-colored palanquin, there are their gods in the city, who awaken once every million years, and today, it happens to be this extremely holy day again, and the gods are about to awaken.

After the blood-colored sedan chair finished speaking, on the towering city wall, the rotten body waved its arms, and in the dispatch of troops, a pair of Yin soldiers under its command quickly headed towards the huge city in all directions, blocking the water around here.

"Gods?" Wang Dao murmured...... (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )