Chapter 687 Banquet
"...Are you crazy?" Ren Zheng's face became extremely strange.
In the Longevity Tent, Yu Cang found a way to touch the realm of God through the reincarnation link - that is, to summon his past self.
But even then, Lou Yan's attempt was unsuccessful.
The reason why he was able to find the method to summon his past self was because the foundation had been laid by Ling Sui thousands of years ago. Even so, the summoning failed.
Yu Cang made a detailed analysis of my past life, and when the situation in the Changsheng Account had just eased, he sent the relevant documents to Ren Zheng.
Ren Zheng was also very excited when he received the document, but after reading it carefully over and over again, he felt helpless.
He has no clue!
Completely forget and then remember again? This is too abstract. Even if he knew the key point was here, he didn't know how to put it into practice.
It's impossible... to really forget all his knowledge in the Starry Sky Vision, right?
For a scholar, this is no different from suicide...
Perhaps, if he were younger, he would still have the idea of trying, but now, he is old and no longer has that kind of courage.
After all, Lou Yan's summoning of his past self was essentially a failure. There was no evidence to prove that his past self really existed. Even this name was just a temporary nickname.
If he fails, then everything he has will be lost.
Of course, this does not mean that Ren Zheng has given up his research on becoming a god.
He was still researching a way to become a god through the scholar's self based on Yu Cang's document, but it had only been a few days since he got the document, and as he said, he had no clue at all.
Yu Cang has laid a good enough foundation. He believes that as long as he keeps researching in the remaining time, he will be able to find the solution one day.
Although it is a little slow, it is safer.
"Old Man Ren, we don't have time anymore!"
Yu Cang's voice came from the Xingtian Vision.
The reason why he was able to talk to Ren Zheng from such a long distance was naturally because he used the soul card "Path to the World of Consciousness" to temporarily teleport his Rhythmic body to Ren Zheng's side.
However, in this state, his mental stress will continue to increase. It is expected that it will not be long before he will come out of this state and will not be able to communicate with Ren Zheng for a short time.
Therefore, Yu Cang tried to talk about important things.
"Emperor Shenhua wants to enter the sealed Desolate Heaven Realm to save my parents, but now there is a high possibility that three or more mythical forces will appear on the front battlefield of the True Dragon Death Zone. If you don't break through the myth, then everything will be over!"
Ren Zheng: "...what will happen?"
"A sun will appear above the earth, and the entire True Dragon Deathland will be swallowed up. Then, the next step will be the ancient capital and even the entire Yan Kingdom!"
Hearing this, Ren Zheng felt his heart tremble wildly for a moment.
The Realm of the Desolate World...the original body?
The real body of that place has been found, and is it possible to enter now?
Could it be...
Ren Zheng, who knew a lot about the death places of real dragons, immediately thought of the dragon throne of Emperor Zulong.
A hint of doubt arose in his mind, but Ren Zheng knew that time was urgent and Yu Cang could not tell him all the information in detail.
So he didn't continue asking.
He clenched his fists tightly, and layers of thoughts flashed through his mind.
Five years ago!
The reason Shuhong and Xuezhi were implicated at that time was because of him! ...Or rather, because he chose to become the holder of Zhu to protect the country.
All this happened because of him.
For the past five years, he would think of the last text message they sent him every night. And watching Yu Cang's smile becoming less and less, he didn't know how many times he had the thought of charging into the True Dragon's death zone.
This idea reached its peak when Yu Cang refused to enter the Ancient Capital University and went to the Imperial Capital.
However, responsibility made him curb this desire.
It is extremely rare to find a card-making and soul card that resonates with both light and dark attributes, not to mention that the time required to apply for a replacement of the myth holder is often measured in years.
He always hoped that someone would take over his responsibilities and allow him to give it a try... But during the five years of fighting against his emotions, his determination seemed to be slowly wearing away... Yes, the association wouldn't allow him to take action anyway.
For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Five years later... Emperor Chang'an has once again entered the Netherworld Heaven because of this incident, so now, the lives of countless soul card masters in the True Dragon Death Zone are in danger.
Although he knew in his heart that Di Chang'an must have made this decision because of Yu Cang, he was ultimately involved.
And he, like five years ago, seemed to have a choice. The difference was that this time, he was not constrained by any responsibility at all. As long as he had the awareness...
Haha, that’s ridiculous, Ren Zheng.
You have been waiting for this opportunity for five years, and now it is right in front of you, but you still feel sorry for that little bit of knowledge?
What good is a wealth of knowledge if you can't achieve legend? Were your guilt and determination over the past five years all fake?!
If he still chooses to stand by and do nothing and just wait for his own end, then even if he dies, he probably won't be able to rest in peace, right?
These thoughts flashed through his mind in the blink of an eye. Ren Zheng's eyes instantly became firm, and he said solemnly:
"I've already missed the opportunity to break through. Now I've been severely injured by the card banner and have been infected by the rules of the True Dragon Deathland. I'm close to being half-dead. Even if I try to break through, I'm afraid there's no chance..."
After all, from the very beginning, taking the risk of breaking through the myth was not an option for him. He just wanted to do it slowly through research later.
And because he knew in his heart that this time Di Chang'an was determined to eradicate the real dragon's death, so as long as he made sure that he did not completely become a living dead, he could receive treatment from the association after the battle and recover to his original state.
Therefore, he always has a way out, so there is no reason for him to take the risk of breaking through.
But now... this can't happen anymore.
Emperor Chang'an went to the Youhuang Heaven Realm. There was no mythical master who could calm the situation in the place where the real dragon died. If he didn't take action, he would probably never have the chance to do so.
Once he is completely reduced to the state of the living dead when the sun rises, even the association will not be able to rescue him... and he is not the only one facing this dilemma.
However, it is also a fact that he has missed the opportunity now.
The impact of physical condition on breaking through the realm is huge. If the body is seriously injured, the success rate of the breakthrough will undoubtedly be greatly reduced, or even directly reduced to zero.
After all, such cases of breaking the limit between life and death are rare.
However, Ren Zheng also believed that—
"Yu Cang, you must have an idea, right?"
"Of course." Yu Cang's voice came from his ear, "Old Ren, I'll be there soon... soon. You must hold on... Also, be prepared to lose everything, and then trust me!"
laugh--
The next second, Yu Cang's rhythmic body reached its limit and was sent back to his own side.
"Losing everything..."
Ren Zheng laughed.
He slowly stood up, spat, and spit the cigarette in his mouth onto the ground.
Pale flames spread over it, and soon, the cigarette turned into ashes.
Most of the so-called things are unremarkable.
If you don't have a few things that you cherish, what good is it even if you have everything?
Ren Zheng put the new cigarette in his mouth, and at this moment——
Rumble...
Behind him, a dull tremor came from the distant ground, and a huge shadow like a mountain slowly rose from the earth!
The corpse of a real dragon opened its empty eyes, being carried by countless living dead and crushed towards them!
Ren Zheng turned around, and at that moment, the end of the cigarette in his mouth flickered with sparks and ignited automatically.
He looked at the dragon corpse that was obviously coming towards him and chuckled.
"How dare you look down on an old man."
Teng!
The soul card floated in the air and turned over, and a pale flame suddenly exploded!
…
Desolate Heaven
In the “body”
Here, it is even more chaotic.
The sky is covered with thick clouds, and the "sunlight" can hardly penetrate the vast mist.
Floating islands, large and small, drifted like lonely boats in the sea of clouds, their foundations eroded by time, their edges tattered like ancient wings weathered by the vicissitudes of life. There was no earth here, or perhaps it was as if the earth had long been torn apart by the sky.
Thick thunder shuttled through the clouds, and every wave flashed with dazzling pure white light. The thunder was like a roar before doomsday, permeating the entire world.
Among these thunders, the smaller ones are as vast as rivers, and the thickest ones are so large that even if you throw a continent into them, you still cannot measure their diameter.
They are like spreading roots, crisscrossing across the planetary-scale space in an extremely exaggerated way.
Rather than saying it is thunder, it is better to say it is a crazy flow of energy... and all energy flows have a source.
That is the azure energy mass that looks like the sun, located at the absolute center of the entire world.
No, not "as", this is the sun itself, but only once.
All living things in the Youhuang Heaven Realm have been eroded by the wilderness. Now, this world is dead, and all matter has been mixed together in chaos, filling all space.
Even the eternal sun has lost its vitality. It is no longer as bright as before and has begun to pour its energy endlessly in all directions. Those "thunders" are its last glory.
The sun in each world has a different scene when it dies. Perhaps the sun before us... has chosen to transform into energy and walk through the world it once illuminated for the last time.
And, near the sun, there is a floating island.
This sky island is medium in size, floating quietly below the sun. All the energy flowing out of the sun chooses to bypass this island.
On the side of the island facing away from the sun, there are some dilapidated buildings, and even shadowy figures moving around in them.
Even the light of a sun that was about to burn out was not something that ordinary wild beasts could endure, so at such a close distance to the sun, they chose to live on the back.
The building on the back of the floating island seems to be a castle with a manor. Part of the castle has long since turned into ruins, and the few remaining broken walls are engraved with dim metal patterns. It can be seen that the original owner of the castle must have been of a high status.
But in the manor, it seems that a banquet is being held?
The main character of the banquet was the Pteropteran—a desolate beast named by the association based on its fleshy wings, which resembled giant fish fins, and the massive air sac on its chest. This was a classic example of a desolate beast named after its appearance.
But, in the desolate heaven.
Perhaps, thousands of years ago... they also called themselves "human beings".
Dozens of Pteropus were moving around in the banquet venue, and the surrounding scenery was luxurious.
The silverware flickered with a faint light, and together with the candlelight, it was drowned in the dazzling lightning... These scenes all looked brand new, forming a sharp contrast with the ruins of the castle next to it.
The sac beasts were dressed in gorgeous gowns. Although their eyes had long been empty and lifeless, they still seemed to follow some kind of etiquette, like the last glimmer of "humanity" in their bodies.
Without a doubt, they were all wild beasts, so they should have been driven by chaotic desires, frantically destroying everything around them. It was impossible for them to behave themselves like they were now... let alone follow any kind of etiquette...
There must be some stronger existence that controls them.
In a corner of the banquet, there stood a figure.
It was wearing a heavy and gorgeous ceremonial robe, which originally fit it well, but now it had been burst by the huge mutated air bag on its chest. Several buttons could never be fastened, and could only fall to the ground at its feet along with several medals on its chest.
Those medals may have fallen thousands of years ago, but it never picked them up. It just stood there silently, staring at the distant clouds with empty eyes, following the thunder, and no one knew where it would go.
And, in another corner of the banquet.
There were actually two human figures standing there!
One man and one woman.
They were now all wearing clothes similar in style to the dresses worn by the sac beasts, and were strolling in the manor with the wild beasts.
The woman held the man's arm, like a prince and his wife attending a banquet. The surrounding wild beasts seemed to have not noticed them and kept passing them.
"Shuhong."
The woman had a dignified and gentle smile on her lips.
"Wanqing...seems ready. Should we do as she says?"
Yu Shuhong also had a smile on his face.
"Of course... Don't you want to get out soon and see our child?"
"I want to, but... I always feel that Wanqing seems to have bad intentions."
The two of them held hands and passed by one wild beast after another.
After a while, Yu Shuhong said, "Even if Emperor Zulong had the elixir of immortality, he wouldn't be able to stand up."
"...Are you sure?"
"Of course..." Yu Shuhong's tone was firm and confident, "but this is a rare opportunity. If it works, perhaps our child can touch that legendary realm through this opportunity."
"You mean..."
"Mythology." Yu Shuhong said, "This is the best gift."
“…”
suddenly.
The monsters stopped and raised their glasses tremblingly, as if celebrating something.
They must not know that this is a celebration of their own destruction.
(End of this chapter)
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