Chapter 1019 Dark Figure
In an unknown land, the towering palace rises into the clouds, like the ethereal and elusive fairy palace in the legend.
In the fairy palace, the murals depict strange events. Mountain-like giants ride divine bulls to cultivate the land, saints splash ink to paint and embellish the sky with stars, and gods and men subdue demons and bring peace to the world... Three hundred thousand years have passed, and the murals are still lifelike, as if they were just painted and the painter left not long ago.
If there were any people from Daqian here, they would easily recognize that these events were all legends passed down orally, and the protagonists of the legends were the gods and immortals with great merits in the Daqian Dynasty.
The most eye-catching one among the murals is the one of Zhongtian Emperor standing above the sky, holding up the sun in one hand and the moon in the other, worshipped by the gods and immortals.
But the real Emperor Zhongtian is still in this magnificent fairy palace.
Emperor Zhongtian rested his head on one hand and sat lazily on the immortal throne made of immortal gold.
This is an ancient book that has been passed down since ancient times. It is written in ancient characters and few people in the world can understand it. Only cultivators like Emperor Zhongtian, who were born in the late ancient times and are closest to the ancient times, can fully understand the ancient books.
Emperor Zhongtian closed the book and glanced coldly at the ministers who came to report below: "So, you haven't found out who is using the Dao Fruit of Time to go back in time?"
The ministers were trembling with fear. They were famous during the Daqian period and were all cultivators of the same faith. Emperor Zhongtian, as the end point of the Daqian Dynasty's faith, naturally had a strong suppressive power over them.
"My lord, the number of tokens is really scarce, and it is difficult to find that person's trace." One of the half-immortals stepped forward bravely and said bitterly that if the four ancient immortals were really that easy to find, they would not have been unable to find any of them in these three hundred thousand years.
"snort."
Emperor Zhongtian snorted coldly, feeling a little annoyed. The clue to the Fruit of Time was right before his eyes, but he couldn't find it no matter what.
Banxian had no feeling of time going back, but he could sense clearly that time had gone back hundreds of times in the past six months.
This was simply a blatant provocation in front of him, and he had no way to deal with it! "Looking for the four immortals with the token is no different from looking for a needle in a haystack. Does the power of faith have such a big impact on IQ?" The sudden voice echoed in the Immortal Palace, causing everyone to panic.
Someone actually dared to mock the Emperor. Are they tired of living? "Who is it!"
When Emperor Zhongtian heard the voice, he stood up suddenly, his hair and beard fluttering, like an angry real dragon. The huge golden emperor's Dharma image appeared, holding a dark vortex in his hand, making the entire space extremely unstable and ready to explode at any time. Time also became extremely slow and almost stopped! This is the secret place of their Daqian Dynasty. For 300,000 years, only the half-immortals who were appointed by him were qualified to know this place. It is absolutely impossible for outsiders to know it. Even if outsiders want to search their souls, the memory of this place will be wiped out completely!
"Haha, why are you so angry?" The voice was still vague. It was not afraid of Emperor Zhongtian who was concentrating and on guard, nor was it affected by the slowing down of time.
A figure shrouded in darkness suddenly appeared in the Immortal Palace. No one noticed how he appeared, not even Emperor Zhongtian.
It seems like a fairy tale.
"Who are you? How did you find this place?!"
Along with the angry roar of Emperor Zhongtian, the murals on the domes around the Immortal Palace seemed to come alive, ready to walk out of the walls and conquer the world at any time.
A young man dressed in ancient sacrificial clothing appears, holding a bone staff hung with ornaments with various meanings.
Another immortal in the Daqian Dynasty, Siming.
Emperor Zhongtian and Siming stood side by side, the two immortals looked vigilantly at the figure shrouded in darkness.
The two had been fighting since the end of ancient times, establishing the Daqian Dynasty in the ruins, achieving enlightenment and becoming immortals, and having watched the years pass for three hundred thousand years, they had never encountered anyone who brought them the same pressure as this figure.
Strong enemy!
An absolutely powerful enemy! The dark figure chuckled, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman: "It doesn't matter who I am, or do you want me to make up a real identity and let someone hunt you down?"
"As for how we found this place." Although Emperor Zhongtian and Siming couldn't see the appearance of the dark figure clearly, they could feel that he was laughing when he talked about this topic.
"I saw you opening up space and building the Immortal Palace. How come you don't know about this place?"
The two immortals were shocked at the same time. They were already immortals when they opened up this place, but they were secretly observed by this person without knowing anything! "Destroy the sky and the earth!"
Zhongtian Emperor attacked violently, his Dharma image swept across the world, and the vortex that swallowed everything instantly swallowed up the dark figure! The gods and saints in the murals really came to life, walked out of the wall, holding various gourds, stone tripods, Taoist swords and other precious fairy treasures, and besieged the dark figure at the same time.
This is a fighting force that is powerful enough to sweep across the world, but now it is being used to deal with the dark figure.
The dark figure allowed all kinds of attacks to fall on him, and the fairy beasts in the mural also bit his body.
His body shook slightly, directly sending the immortal saint flying and back into the mural!
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The originally gorgeous murals turned blood red; it was these gods and saints who were bleeding!
The dark figure seemed to be a non-existent phantom, walking forward a few steps, ignoring the swallowing vortex.
He didn't care at all about Zhongtian Emperor and Siming suddenly attacking and injuring people just now. He just sat on the ground with a lazy attitude, as if he was at home.
The dark figure waved his hand: "Relax, you and I are not enemies, and I am not here to fight with you."
"It's better to say that I should look for the Four Immortals, seize the Dao Fruit, and open this box world. From this aspect, it is also beneficial to me. I haven't seen the real starry sky for a long time."
"What are you doing here?"
Even though the dark figure made his position clear, the two immortals still did not dare to relax their guard against the dark figure. The other party's strength and knowledge were undoubtedly above theirs. Who on earth was this person?
The Four Ancient Immortals? No, he said that Daqian’s search for the Four Ancient Immortals would also be beneficial to him. Could it be that... the other party is the mysterious existence that fought with the Four Ancient Immortals? ! "I just saw how hard you are looking for the Fruit of Time, and I happened to know something, so I told you."
"What is it?"
"Recently, a new person came to Daxia's Wendao Sect, his name is Tang Chuanwu. Looking back over the past six months, all of this originated from him."
"You are so kind to tell us this?" Zhongtian Emperor was suspicious. How precious is this information? Would you tell them so easily? "Didn't I say that our interests are the same in finding the Four Immortals?"
The dark figure stretched and disappeared in full view of everyone, leaving behind only Emperor Zhongtian and Siming with solemn expressions, and the gods who looked at each other in bewilderment.
(End of this chapter)