After hearing what Taoist Junjun said, everyone's heart sank.
Because this statement is very likely, after all... this world is all bloody!
Why is it bloody? It is probably stained red with blood!
One can imagine how fierce the battle was here in the past. Regardless of strength, everyone fought together.
Those who were not strong enough could not withstand the erosion of time and their bones dissipated. Those who were strong still had their bones left, covering the ground.
Yang Jian slowly took two steps forward and picked up a rusty long sword on the ground. The third eye on his forehead suddenly lit up, and he carefully scanned the blade, and then a look of shock appeared on his face.
He had just used the tracing power of his third eye to try to find out the origin of the knife, and the result shocked him.
Xiao Chengfeng asked, "What's wrong?"
Yang Jian took a deep breath and said solemnly, "This knife used to be a supreme magic weapon, at least an eighth-grade supreme magic weapon!"
"There is indeed something wrong with this world. The eighth-grade supreme magic weapon has long been listed as immortal, but it has been corroded to this extent." Taoist Junjun said solemnly.
Everyone looked at the dry bones again, and their hearts beat more violently.
Even the eighth-grade supreme magic weapon was corroded beyond recognition, and the bones of these corpses could still be preserved, which means... their predecessors must have been very powerful!
And there are so many corpses of powerful men piled up here. What kind of earth-shaking event must have happened in the past. "
Crack, crack, crack!"
At this time, the skeleton came over again with its head shaking.
It didn't move very fast, and it had no intelligence. Apart from its hard skeleton body, its strength was only average.
"One-word sword light!"
Xiao Chengfeng attacked here. He used the same move but used 50% of his strength this time. The sword light swept through the skeleton's neck, separating its body and falling to the ground, unable to stand up again.
They moved forward and found that the majority of the corpses would attack. At the same time, Yang Jian used his third eye and found that these corpses, whether human or beast, were essentially divided into two factions.
One was stained with an unknown gray mist, and the other was a normal cultivator!
The giant spirit said in a muffled voice: "In other words, this is the central battlefield of the great war in the source world back then?"
In the world of unknown disasters, absolutely no one could escape the disaster. Even the avenue was torn apart and became incomplete. It was a catastrophe for the entire source world. All cultivators had only one word, that is, war!
Although I have not personally experienced that catastrophe, just thinking about it makes people shudder.
"Any corpse here is the master of one side, but it has been lying here for countless years, leaving only the eerie bones." Taoist Junjun couldn't help but sigh.
Xiao Chengfeng nodded, "Perhaps it is because of the reluctance that resentment is generated, allowing the corpses to attack us."
The existences here are too powerful. Even if there is only a trace of resentment left, it will cause terrible consequences.
Along the way, they killed the skeletons that blocked the way one by one, and walked deeper and deeper.
This place is not like other secret realms, where there are all kinds of traps. There is only a desolate world. This is a world destroyed by a war.
Soon, an altar appeared in front of them.
The altar is tall and large, exuding an incomparable ancient aura.
The monks such as Tian Yaowang and Bai Piao have already stood on the altar. They stood motionless, with shock on their faces, staring at one direction of the altar.
There was actually such an altar in the battlefield of the Source Realm War.
What does this altar represent? What is the connection with the battlefield? Who could have such a big hand?
The giant spirit tried to attack the altar, but the spell was directly absorbed, and it did not cause any ripples.
The altar was clearly in front of him, but it seemed to be in another space, and neither the attack nor the sound was connected.
"Since they all stood on it and were safe and sound, it means that their lives are not in danger."
Xiao Chengfeng, a master of art and courage, immediately flew on the sword and went directly to the altar. The next moment, his body trembled, and like the others, he looked in the same direction and fell into a trance.
Taoist Junjun and others had no choice but to follow.
"I won't accept it, I won't accept it! Why can't the world obey my will? The world is unkind, so I will go against the sky, overturn the avenue, and my life is in my own hands!"
As soon as they entered the altar, a voice of arrogance rang in their ears. Just by hearing the voice, they could feel how powerful the owner of the voice was, as if the sky was talking to the ants.
The next moment, scenes appeared in front of their eyes, like a bystander, watching the past of thousands of years ago.
They knew that this past... was the obsession of the owner of the voice!
The story is very old-fashioned.
A boy and a girl were childhood sweethearts, and they grew up together cultivating immortals. After some twists and turns, they just got together, and the girl died.
She was burned to death by a demon cultivator with black fire, and her body and soul were destroyed!
The man was filled with pain and hatred. He used all his means to finally kill the demon cultivator, but only a remnant of the girl's soul was left.
From then on, he embarked on the road of helping the girl to revive.
He became a disciple, worked hard, and suffered all kinds of hardships. He would not let go of any opportunity related to resurrection. He was gifted, and coupled with the obsession in his heart, his cultivation also improved by leaps and bounds, and it seemed that his hope of resurrection was getting bigger and bigger.
When he reached the realm of Heavenly Dao, he reshaped her life based on the remnant of the girl's soul and created a world with her. After living happily for a hundred years, he suddenly realized that this girl was not the same person as the girl at that time. She was just a remnant of the girl at that time, and this could not be considered a resurrection!
So, he continued on the road to resurrection.
He tried reincarnation and memory infusion, but... he was not satisfied, because he knew very well that these so-called resurrections were all illusions, just comforts he created for himself, and the real girl was dead!
And there was only one way to truly revive the girl, and that was to reshape the past!
He wanted to reverse time and space, go back to the time when the girl was killed and save her, to achieve a true resurrection!
However, how could the world allow a person who had been completely destroyed in the long river of time to be resurrected? Reversing time and space itself is a paradox that will unbalance the world and destroy all living things.
No matter what the man thought of, no matter how hard he tried, even if he was willing to sacrifice everything he had, the world remained unmoved.
The Great Dao is invisible, has no beginning and no end, the past cannot be reversed, and the future cannot be traced.
After countless setbacks, the man finally got angry. He hated the ruthlessness of heaven and earth, so he tried every means to become stronger. His talent was truly the best in history. In the end, he became the strongest person in the world, and even found a way to integrate into the Great Dao, trying to forcibly reverse the past trajectory!