My name is Chen Qiye. I’m a transmigrator who crossed into this world and joined the Azure Profound Sect nineteen years ago.
I began cultivating at the age of three, refined my body at five...
"Perhaps, there is still a way to survive, to survive from death!"
"In the restricted area, there is never an absolutely safe area, nor a road that will definitely lead to death. You can choose the next road by yourselves. I want to open the coffin and take a look."
Bang!
Horror, confusion, fear, suspicion, anger, trembling...
Many people from the three top forces had different thoughts in their minds. The Saint Son of Henghuang was dressed in green, as picturesque as a fairy. He had an extraordinary aura, like an immortal. His eyes were indifferent, but his gaze was directly cast at a coffin among the endless evil soldiers.
The road of life or the road of death, at this true moment of life and death, he actually took a step towards the road of coffin.
"What did you say? You want to open that coffin?"
"Holy Son of Henghuang, is there something wrong with your brain? We can't even see a way to survive now. We may be able to get support from our old generation of supreme masters 500 meters ahead. In this case, do you choose to open the coffin?"
The pockmarked young man's scalp was bursting. He looked at the Holy Son of Henghuang. At this moment, he even felt that the Holy Son of Henghuang was possessed by some strange thing!
The people from the Taishi Sect, and even the remaining people from the Henghuang Holy Land, felt numb when they looked at the Son of Henghuang.
In just a few minutes, could life and death really be reversed?
Are you kidding me?
Is this really going to mean facing the extremely cold death?
"Today, the coffin will be opened. The ancestors of the Henghuang Holy Land, please give the 32nd Holy Son a glimmer of hope for his survival."
The Holy Son of Henghuang spoke again. As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and his figure suddenly appeared ten feet away!
His hair was as black as ink, he held a simple long sword in his hand, ancient patterns appeared under his feet, and his aura seemed to have reached a near-perfect level. He walked alone towards the endless ghost soldiers carrying the coffin!
"People from the Taishi Cult, follow up!"
Behind the Holy Son of Henghuang, the figure that was originally hidden in the void and had a strange and blurry body suddenly had a terrifying aura. At that moment, he didn't know how many horrifying deductions he made, and he actually made a decision.
He moved his body, and he actually caught up with the Holy Son of Henghuang.
"What? You want to keep up too? Don't you even have time to deduce and think of other solutions? If you really go forward, you will definitely die!"
"If we really concentrate all our efforts and everyone uses all their trump cards, will we really not be able to fight our way through the remaining 500 meters? Could it be that the path that so many of us believe in is really wrong?"
When the pockmarked young man saw that the figure had also moved, he couldn't help but look in the direction of Chen Qiye and his group again. At this moment, his face turned a little red!
Red snow is all over the sky and dancing wildly in the wind!
For the first time in so many years, the pockmarked young man felt a chill of fear.
Many of the remaining people from the three top forces were in panic. They glanced around and their eyes changed horribly. In front of the true forbidden death, any identity and status were worthless here.
The people from these three top forces are high and mighty in almost most places in the outside world!
Here they can be called guards, pathfinders, breakers and the like, but in the outside world, their identities are all so-and-so ancestors, so-and-so young masters and the like!
"Have we really underestimated the restricted area?"
"I have been here twice before with the ancestor of my family. Was it the success of those two times that gave me some kind of illusion? I don't want to die yet."
In the Holy Land of Henghuang, there was a young girl with a few pieces of snow on her shoulders. She watched the Holy Son of Henghuang walk directly towards the endless terrifying ghost soldiers in front of her. For a moment, she did not have the courage to follow him!
At the same time, at the edge of the Primordial Abyss.
“Crack!”
"What? The pathfinder ahead observed that the Holy Son of Henghuang directly chose to walk towards the direction of the Yin soldiers carrying the coffin? Did the Taishi Cult's people follow him? Did some of our Thirteen Bandits in the Forbidden Zone also follow him?"
A powerful figure from the Taishi Sect stood in front of the Taichu Abyss. A special communication talisman in his hand exploded silently.
The communication talisman that could penetrate the forbidden fog at a short distance shattered, and a horrifying picture suddenly appeared. This picture was exactly the horrifying scene in the Taichu Abyss five hundred meters away.
Many powerful giants, strong men, and giants from Henghuang Holy Land, Taishi Sect, and the Thirteen Bandits in the Forbidden Zone have arrived to support!
Their pathfinders had already risked their lives to rush into the Primordial Abyss at the first possible moment.
The giant among the thirteen bandits in the restricted area just now, holding a broken communication screen talisman in his hand, was actually a special talisman unique to the thirteen bandits in the restricted area.
"Dead end? A dangerous place has formed ahead?"
"The Holy Son would never do anything without certainty, unless he was in a desperate situation. At this moment, he turned around and headed directly towards the ghost soldiers carrying the coffin. Is there only one reason left? That is, he wants to survive? He deduced that only that direction can have a glimmer of hope? Or even, he wants to open the coffin?"
A giant from the Henghuang Holy Land glanced at the special talisman in the hands of the Thirteen Bandits in the Forbidden Zone. In an instant, he deduced an answer that was close to the truth.
His eyes fluctuated, and the aura on his body was silently restrained. At this moment, not only did he not think about moving forward, but for a top-level expert of his level, he actually had the intention of retreating.
"Qiye, Qiye is not dead yet? Qiye is with the Feathered Goddess?"
"The people from the three major forces, Qiye and Henghuang Shengzi, chose different paths? Did the Feathered Goddess use some incredible trump card to deduce a glimmer of hope? What is that human skin afterimage?"
Xu Qingyun of Qingxuan Sect took a quick glance and saw Chen Qiye's figure accurately in the picture.
His body shook and his expression changed.
He deduced a lot of things in an instant, and he couldn't even help but take a step forward!
However, he still did not truly enter the Primordial Abyss.
The Primordial Abyss is originally extremely sensitive to the power of time. The older you are, the greater the chance of being attacked by strange creatures inside.
If a being of Xu Qingyun's level were to go in now, he would almost instantly encounter the most terrifying and deadly attack!
The Taichu Forbidden Zone is a place where even the Eternal Emperors have shed blood!
"Look carefully, this is the Son of the true pinnacle power!"
"Qiye's talent is rare, but in front of the true Holy Son of the Holy Land, it is still a little inferior. If Qiye can survive this time, maybe he can reach a higher level. Surviving from death, this kind of resolute and decisive choice is not something everyone dares to make!"
The Thirteenth Ancestor of the Qingxuan Sect also moved his eyes, but at this moment, he seemed to be thinking about many other things!
"Chen Qiye, are you going to use your strongest trump card to kill it?"
At the same time, in the Taichu Abyss, the Immortal Goddess, who was at the same level as the Saint Son Henghuang, burst out with an extremely strong aura, and she asked Chen Qiye hurriedly!