3149: C3149 Deceased

C3149 Deceased

3In the central region of the Central Valley, there was a ghost city.

The city looked as if hundreds of giant swords were stabbed into the ground. The swords were pointed towards the sky, looking like they were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws as they flashed with strange, multicolored light.

The surroundings were all covered in black death.

Zhi Weiyi, Tian Xingcang and Fairy Bai Xue led two hundred of the divine kings from the Heavenly Dao Divine Palace to the edge of the city.

They hid within the darkness, quietly watching the city.

"Even if my Black Death Tribulation has been weakened to the extreme, it is still the power that once ravaged the primal chaos of the universe. Furthermore, Thirteenth Palace Master is said to be hiding here. This journey is still fraught with dangers. I cannot let my guard down."

Zhi Weiyi said to the group of Divine Kings in the Heavenly Dao Divine Palace in a low voice, then he went ahead and quickly infiltrated the city. The two Hundreds of Celestial Kings followed behind him without saying a word.

The process of the infiltration was unexpectedly smooth.

He did not know why, but the numerous black undead scattered around the city seemed to be in a half-asleep state, their movements extremely slow. Some of them were simply frozen in the air, without any Heavenly Dao or palace to attack them.

It was only when Celestial King of the Black Death let out an angry roar and pounced towards Zhi Weiyi and was killed by him with a backhand attack, that Celestial King of the Black Death started to pour out from all over the city and started to attack the Heavenly Dao Divine Palace. However, his attacks were weak and could not stop them from moving forward.

At the same time, in the deepest area of the Ghost City, in a desolate black lobby.

The eleven Palace Lords were seated.

They stood still in a semicircle.

In the middle of them.

He had become a Godking as well.

A person dressed in a green robe.

Meng Fan.

Meng Fan had appeared a few moments ago.

In the instant he appeared, the eleven palace masters, no matter how much more focused and calm they were, revealed a trace of panic. Following that, cold gazes all gathered on Meng Fan.

The Palace Masters were all speculating on Meng Fan's current level and strength.

The news of Meng Fan defeating Queen of Azure Kylin had already spread two months ago. Even if Thirteenth Palace Master was hiding here, he had still heard of it.

Next, when Meng Fan suddenly appeared, Thirteenth Palace Master was caught off guard and did not notice it. This showed Meng Fan's terrifying methods.

This day should have already come.

Thirteenth Palace Master had been waiting for Meng Fan to appear in front of them.

It was like a trial of some sort.

Meng Fan sat upright in the middle of the lobby. His right hand gently caressed his chin as his eyes focused.

He was recalling.

He recalled many things that happened in the Myriad Domain.

Remembering his confrontation with Thirteenth Palace Master, their confrontation, and their rivalry in the dark.

Thinking back to the God Monkey that was killed by Thirteenth Palace Master, there were still a lot of people.

The Burning Heaven Token that had fallen in the great war of ten thousand realms.

Wait a minute.

The silence continued for nearly an incense stick of time.

Meng Fan heaved a long sigh, feeling a little regretful.

"During the battle at the Night Race, two of you were captured by me. Thirteenth Palace Master was missing one and his strength dropped drastically. Other than that, the assaults from the the Long River of Destiny have more or less left a mark of fate on your bodies. From then on, your every move has been seen by me, and as you are bound by the will of destiny, it's equivalent to being shackled. Unless Thirteenth Palace Master gathers up, it's possible for him to attempt to break through the shackles.

Today was different from the past.

I've made Celestial King of Eight Tribulations, and you've fallen to the bottom.

I heard that ninety days ago, one of you were injured by Sage of War, leaving behind a wound that could not be healed.

Seventeen days ago, the Demon Emperor personally led an army to eradicate one of your strongholds. Another Palace Master was severely injured by the Demon Emperor.

"I believe that today's match will be very boring."

Meng Fan sighed, "The grudge between us, the grudge between us for the past ten thousand years, ended in such a boring manner."

After Meng Fan said everything, a hall master slowly spoke.

"We were all chosen."

He slowly spoke as he moved forward, revealing an extremely old face within the darkness.

Since ancient times, only a few people had personally seen Thirteenth Palace Master's face.

Not only did that hall master look aged, there were also all sorts of scars on his face. He looked extremely sinister, but his expression was completely powerless.

If it were to rise early, it would undoubtedly rule over all regions, and there would also be a leader of many World of the Great Tao. The first generation of the Demon Emperor perfectly inherited Old Man of Abyss's bloodline, the Dragon Emperor was the chief of the Dragon Race, and even we, were chosen by the Heavenly Dao, to release the source of the plague.

Only you don't have any powerful strength. If you're chosen, you haven't inherited any great dao.

Before you activated Cheng Qian's Chaos World, the Heavenly Dao didn't even notice your existence.

You are just one of the tens of thousands of God Kings in the primal chaos of the universe.

It wasn't until you became a creator by chance that the Heavenly Dao realized your importance and set up Ru Shuiyi's game of chess.

When we release our Black Death Tribulation, Grand Central Emperor will be the heir to the family. All of these are natural.

But there was always an anomaly.

A new era has begun, the Celestial Emperor has been sealed, more and more weirdos have appeared, and you have become the biggest weirdo, it's hard to guess. It's like a big river rolling forward, with billions of fish swimming towards the east in the middle of the river, but there are always some fish jumping out of the water and seeing a scenery that other fish cannot see.

Such fish, you, Champion Marquis, Qin Taichuan.

What an interesting era.

And we are destined to be written on the dark side of this era. "

This hall master lightly lowered his head.

The aura dissipated.

The dead vanished.

He just sat there and died.0

Meng Fan's gaze moved to the other Palace Masters.

He said softly, "In this new era, there will be more and more 'oddities'. In a few years, some names that we have never heard of will be passed down, and we, will become the legends of the older generation, or legends. The difference is that the legends are still alive, and the people of the legends are already dead, and you will become legends. I will also do my best to leave an objective record of your existence in history so that the later generations will know what kind of existence Thirteenth Palace Master is. "

Another Palace Master drooped his head and died.

Meng Fan's hand trembled.

From the depths of the lobby, a glass of turbid wine was summoned on a deathly black altar.

Holding it in his hand, he raised it high.

"I, an immoral person, have come to this day. For my own wish, as well as the great aspiration of all living things, I stand on top of a tall mountain and look at the scenery that all living things have yet to see. Then, I excitedly turn around and loudly shout out everything that I see.

To be able to reach the summit of this mountain, I will not forget the people who accompanied me all the way up the mountain.

Burning Heaven Token.

God monkey.

The countless experts of the Myriad Domain.

A hero whose Era Alliance was already gone.

First Heavenly King Xuanyuan Jingzhe.

The swift and decisive Xie Jinghai.

People, countless dead.

I respect them.

Salute, Thirteenth Palace Master!

To all my friends and enemies, to accompany me to the summit of this towering mountain range, for the sake of their own pursuit, righteousness, and the advance of the kings of the world!

Loyal bones were buried underground.

"And ambition."

Meng Fan raised his glass and drank.

One by one, the hall masters lowered their heads.

When he finished the wine in his cup.

He was the only one left in the hall.

The Palace Lords, all of them passed away in meditation.

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