This is a huge, dim golden square, behind which is a huge golden palace.
However, at this moment, there was no other light in the hall except for one or two candles, and it looked particularly gloomy against the dim starry sky.
At first glance, there were corpses all over the square.
Endless corpses.
The entire huge square was filled with corpses. Xuan Zun could only see that among the endless corpses, only one was standing, while the rest were lying down.
It seemed that all those corpses died when they surrounded and killed the person standing there.
And further away, there were many corpses with terrified faces. Their bodies were intact, but their souls were gone.
And all these deaths were caused by this one person.
This person surrounded by endless corpses is a man.
He was wearing animal skins, his muscles were exposed and covered with scars.
In his hand, he was holding a pistol, of which only the upper half was left, as the tip of the gun had long been lost.
He leaned the gun on the ground, in a pool of blood.
But even so, the overwhelming fighting spirit still filled the entire square, making people tremble and shudder!
"Hahahaha!!! This sky! Is not the sky of my Great Wilderness!! It's a hoax!! It's just a hoax!"
“Haha!! Come on!! You bastards from the Immortal Clan!! Come on!”
"I am right here! Come and kill me!!"
A series of voices suddenly roared in Xuan Zun's ears, carrying with them a sense of powerlessness, grief and indignation, sadness and desolation, as well as despair and madness to the point of madness.
"Only by shattering this piece of sky can our race be liberated... In this case, I will shatter this piece of sky for our race!!"
“Kill kill kill kill kill!!!”
"I want to make!! this world!!! immortal!!"
"kill!"
......
The hazy scene flashed by, and when Xuan Zun came to his senses, he found that he had been crying without knowing when.
He looked up at the figure, slowly walked up to it, looked at the face he hadn't seen for a long time, knelt down on the ground with a thud, and fell heavily.
"Human Emperor, Xiao Xuan is here to see you... It has been thirty-five thousand years since we last met... Xiao Xuan... is here to see you." Xuan Zun said in a trembling voice.
The past could not help but roll out from the depths of his sea of consciousness. Xuan Zun cried inconsolably, as if he had returned to the time when he was still that little beast. The accumulated thoughts over thirty thousand years burst out all at once, and even his Zuxu cultivation made it difficult for him to control himself.
He stood up and looked at the powerful pale golden corpses around him. The aura of the ruins lingered for a long time, and some were even stronger than his.
This is the Human Emperor, this is the Human Emperor of the human race.
Xuan Zun felt both pleased and relieved. The scene he saw at the beginning had made him doubt the Human Emperor, but after seeing this scene now, all the doubts in his heart were gone with the wind.
"Human Emperor, there is a very good boy among the younger generations of the human race. I have taken care of him for you. I see your shadow in him. I even think he is more powerful than you were when you were young!"
Xuan Zun muttered to himself with a smile on his face, as if he was telling about the younger generation to an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Haha, long time no see..." Xuan Zun said with a smile, but gradually fell silent, tears streaming down his face again, "Why did you die? I thought you were still alive, I thought you were captured by the immortals, otherwise why would I break through this ancestral ruins? I thought I could save you... Why did you die?"
The old man's low murmur was like a gentle breeze, gradually dissipating in the square.
Half a day later, the old man finally got rid of his sad mood.
"I still have things to do. I will do my best to finish what you haven't finished. Just think of it as leading the way for that kid. You go to sleep first, and I'll be with you in a while."
When Xuan Zun stood up again, he had regained his calm and simple old self. His heart knot had been untied, and he felt that his cultivation had improved again.
But it doesn't matter.
He turned his head to look in the direction of the golden hall, then took a step forward and came to the stone steps in front of the gate.
Here, he saw another familiar person.
It was a middle-aged man, also wearing animal skins and standing at the foot of the stone steps. Beside him, thousands of immortals had died on the spot. It seemed that these people had all died in order to prevent him from approaching the hall.
The cultivation levels of these people are lower than those of the immortals who died around the Human Emperor. Most of them are strong people comparable to the Dao Souls of the human race, and some are immortals with cultivation levels comparable to the Dao Bones.
Almost all of these corpses died from a finger-shaped hole between their eyebrows, and some of the corpses of immortals with existence comparable to Tao souls were charred, as if they were burned to death by some terrifying flame.
There was a broken gun stuck in the middle-aged man's chest. The gun had an endless aura and murderous intent. It was obvious that the shot was not caused by the enemy, but was done by the man himself in order to stimulate his potential.
"Bai Cang..." Xuan Zun walked to the man and said softly.
There was something familiar and a bit of emotion in the tone.
"From the Human Emperor to you, from you to me, and even that kid, they all used guns... Hahaha, this is fate, right?"
Xuanzun walked past Bai Cang's body and climbed up the stairs. On the top stone step, he saw the dead body of an immortal.
This man had no wounds on his body and was lying alone on the ground with a sneer on his face.
Xuanzun turned his head to look at Bai Cang and found that his standing body was looking up at him. If the immortal here was still alive, then Bai Cang should be looking at him!
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