Chapter 1149 Corpse
"You, what are you doing?"
"What I'm doing is letting you know that I can do it at any time!" the man said with a sinister smile.
"Pfft, you look like a dead person!"
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In an extremely remote mountain, who knows how far away, it is quiet and uninhabited.
A bearded man sat beside a small lake.
He has been sitting here for more than two years.
There are probably only two reasons why a person can stay in such an environment for so long. One is because he likes and loves this place very much; the other is because he has to.
Although he has a scruffy beard, he is actually not very old and obviously belongs to the latter category.
Moreover, the lake in front of him was obviously nothing to look at. It was square and looked like it was dug out by humans. More importantly, the water in the lake was a strange reddish-brown color.
There was a corpse soaking in it.
The body has been floating in the lake for almost two years, but it remains the same.
If you look closely, you will find that his face under the water looks like that of an ordinary person, not at all like a corpse, let alone decayed.
The man sat for a long time.
Occasionally he looked at the corpse, his mouth moving, but no sound came out, not a single word.
Because he was afraid that the corpse would hear it.
That’s right, the corpse in the lake was not a real corpse, but an extremely powerful person who was so powerful that he couldn’t muster any desire to resist!
Sitting for a long time without anyone to communicate with is extremely boring and can drive people crazy.
But every time he couldn't hold on any longer, he would remember the power of this corpse.
The lake in front of us was created by the power of this corpse's palm!
With a palm strike in the air, a lake appeared!
Of course, at that time it was not a corpse, but a living person.
A person whose age he couldn't guess.
He looks about the same age as him, but he calls himself an old man, and it makes people feel that it is natural to do so, which is confusing.
This man calls himself the Emperor of Heaven!
Although this title sounds very rustic, he knows that this person is indeed the most powerful person in the world, and there will definitely not be another one!
Because he personally verified that he couldn't even stop the breath he blew out.
No matter where he is, even if he runs over one mountain after another, his words, or instructions, can be heard in his ears.
But such a powerful person suddenly came back covered in blood one day.
This surprised him greatly, as he thought he was looking at the world from a narrow perspective and there was always someone better than him.
Unexpectedly, the emperor took the initiative to tell him the reason.
He was not defeated by anyone, but was cut by the turbulence of space.
He still remembers what he said at the time.
"I'm incredibly unlucky this time! All the bad luck I've ever had in my eight lifetimes has gone to waste! Damn it! The teleportation was supposed to go smoothly, but it actually failed. It's simply unjust!"
When Emperor Yatian said this, he was so angry that he was shaking all over.
"Uh, Your Majesty, weren't you beaten up?" he asked carefully.
The emperor disdains,
"Injure? Who in this world can injure me? Humph! It's just spatial turbulence, of course I can't withstand it!"
"Spatial turbulence? Did it happen during teleportation?"
"Of course, spatial turbulence is the power of heaven and earth! Because of the teleportation failure, I was essentially cut between two interfaces like a pair of scissors! Think about it, could an average person withstand this? Only I could come back alive! This teleportation failure is extremely strange. It shouldn't happen. Could it have been sabotaged? By the way, you're from the Zhongyuan Continent. What's the highest realm level of those over there?"
"As far as I know, the eighth realm is already considered very high. I have never seen a higher realm. I think even if there is one, it would only be the ninth realm at most."
"It's really a low-level continent, the highest being the eighth realm! It's impossible for an eighth realm person to disrupt teleportation. A ninth realm person might be able to, but according to what you said, the number of people should be extremely small. How could they have disrupted my teleportation? And at that exact time? What bad luck! What damn bad luck!"
Emperor Yatian beat his chest and stamped his feet in great frustration.
The man took the opportunity to ask for advice.
"Emperor, how could the transmission be disrupted? As far as I know, isn't it impossible for others to interfere?"
Emperor Yatian:
"You know nothing! Do you think teleportation will be like what happened last time? Talking about this makes me angry. If you hadn't damaged my treasure, I would have felt bad. I thought the teleportation array would be the same. How could it have ended up like this today?"
The man quickly apologized.
Fortunately, although this old man was domineering, he had enough experience and regarded this experience as a disaster for himself, so he did not take it too seriously.
But he still had doubts in his heart, so he continued the topic.
"The teleportation array should be safe. I've made all the necessary preparations. Well, there's no problem here. The problem lies with the Zhongyuan Continent. I was almost there, but the spiritual energy there suddenly vanished, and it was cut off abruptly... How bizarre! I've lived for hundreds of years, and this is the first time I've encountered such a situation. I don't know if there's a problem there, or if something went wrong during the transmission..."
The Emperor Yatian was puzzled.
But the injuries on his body are very serious. This time, the root of his illness has been damaged, so he must rest well.
He waved his hand and opened up the lake.
With another wave of his sleeve, the lake was directly filled with water!
Then he waved his sleeves again and again, throwing various medicinal herbs into the lake, using the lake as a medicine pool and soaking himself in the lake.
He also advised the man to always keep an eye on his body to avoid being bitten by wild animals.
Although he wouldn't really fall into a deep sleep and could deal with wild beasts if they came, it would still be troublesome.
He also said that he would ask him to collect some medicinal herbs at any time and not to slack off, otherwise he would not be spared.
Of course, after this time, he could reluctantly accept him as a registered disciple.
This is one of the reasons why men are willing to sit there for two years.
If he becomes this old man's disciple, he can walk around the world freely, no matter which continent he is on.
There are some things he can never forget.
As long as you have the strength, you can do anything.
Therefore, he was willing to sit here and collect medicinal herbs for Emperor Yatian.
Sometimes, it also includes human essence and blood.
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Elder Dong and Erbao stood in front of a cave entrance.
The terrain here is generally flat, and the entrance to the cave is very wide, enough for more than a dozen carriages to fit in side by side. It has a large opening.
As for the depths, it is hard to see clearly.
At least Erbao can't see clearly.
"Elder, is this the Ghostly God's Secret Cave? The entrance is huge and can be seen from a long distance. It doesn't have anything to do with the word 'secret', does it?"
His injuries had completely healed, and the Chonglou sword was placed in a simple wooden scabbard.
Of course, the original sword was not lost either, after all, it was not a common item.
Elder Dong also looked at it and replied:
"Yes, this is the Ghostly God's Sorrow. As for why it's called the Secret Cave, it's because it's like a maze with many forked paths, making it easy to get lost. Plus, the environment inside is special, and spiritual consciousness and magic power cannot be used, so most people are reluctant to go in. If there are treasures inside, that's also possible."
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