The Sacred Ruins

With a bang, Chu Feng fell to the ground. The Reincarnation Earth was still in his hand and hadn't been lost, but the chopstick-long black wooden spear was already in the Forager's palm.

Chu Feng was somewhat in disbelief. That was the three lives medicine? !

Clang!

The broken bell rang lightly. At this moment, it actually shook the heavens and earth, making people's souls feel as if they had been baptized. First, they were purified, and then they were about to be converted!

This was not the real chime, but the quiver of a broken bell. It was about to change the world.

The only fortunate thing was that the bell wave did not sweep out in the collapsed world. Otherwise, it would have been disastrous. There would have been a great disaster in the heaven and the Earth.

The forager was suddenly thrown up with the black three lives elixir in his hand. In the collapsed world behind him, everything was dark. The entire world was spinning, like a 'sea eye'that connected the heavens and absorbed everything, it was also like the ultimate end of the dilapidated primal universe, slowly rotating. It was very strange.

The giant black beast inside could not wait any longer. It kept barking, and in its excitement, it was also sorrowful. From ancient times until now, it had been guarding this place, never leaving.

"Send the three lives elixir to the altar!"

The Giant Black Beast roared. It could be seen standing on the blood-covered ground, lonely and lonely. It was actually very old. It was actually a big black dog that had declined.

Its body shook, and it could not stand steadily. It was actually sitting cross-legged on the ground like a human. It was as tall as a huge mountain, but its body was bent, and it could not even straighten its waist.

It was very old, and its body was also severely injured. It was extremely difficult for it to live until now. It was using all its strength and doing its best, struggling to live until the next day.

This was because it was unwilling, indignant, and also sad and disappointed. The once glorious generation was now withered, dead, and far away. Only it was left, still guarding its master.

Those were the heavenly emperors. When it thought of the past, it wanted to cry out loud.

It had been overbearing, tyrannical, and brilliant, but it had also experienced difficulties that the world did not know and could not imagine. After the final battle, it had fallen to such a state.

It looked rough on the outside, but deep in its heart, it was delicate. It valued emotions very much. Otherwise, it would not have stayed here, never leaving, living every day with all its might, guarding the man lying on the broken bell.

The black behemoth looked even older. Its muddy eyes were full of tears as it reminisced about the past.

"I was once a close friend of the heavenly emperor. I followed the most powerful people in history. We fought to the end of the darkness and charged to the source of the Muddy River of souls. We stepped on the ancient road paved with blood that dyed the myriad realms red. We have fought all our lives. We are dying. We are dying. Does anyone still know about us?"

The black behemoth used to be very domineering, cunning, and ferocious. But now, it was so weak. It hunched its body, and tears kept rolling down its old eyes.

"We were once the most powerful golden generation, an invincible combination. But where are you all now? "Withering away in the most terrifying and brilliant glory of the world, far away, the glory that belongs to us, the era that belongs to us, can not end like this!"

The aged and heavily injured black beast suddenly raised its head towards the sky as it let out a low and sorrowful cry. It did not believe that the strongest golden union in history would completely end.

Those were the heavenly monarchs who had stunned time and looked down on the eternal time and space. How could it end like this?

However, when it thought of those old things, it still wanted to cry. That glorious, that pathetic, that vanished, that scattered, that withered, how could they continue to be so dim?

"I'm waiting for you all. I want to live. Every day, I struggle with all my might. I believe that you all will return. I'm waiting for you all to reappear in this world!"

It felt great sorrow in its heart. This once overbearing and rough giant beast was actually crying now. It believed that one day, it would see those people again.

Because, among them, there were already people who were still alive!

How could such a Peerless Emperor Sink into oblivion? It would not let go of its former companions and eventually return to ferry them. It would cross the bridge of life and death and bring them back to life.

However, when it thought of the "Bridge of life and death", the Black Giant Beast's heart palpitated again, and its body trembled slightly. It had experienced it personally and had gotten close to it. It truly understood what that meant.., could that person still walk back from the bridge of life and death?

It was a lonely bridge, floating in the fog. One could not see the other side, and one could not see the end. The entire place was deathly silent. No matter how talented one was, one could only walk on the bridge, and could not fly over it.

Under the bridge, it was so black that one's hair stood on end. The Abyss was endless. How many talents, how many geniuses, and how many of the strongest experts of an era had fallen there? Their souls had also returned, leaving behind nothing but sorrow and regret.

Every time it thought of this, the giant black beast would feel uneasy. Although it was filled with hope, it knew how terrifying that place was. It was known as the place where the Heavenly Emperor would end.

Even though it had confidence in that peerless expert from ancient to modern times, and had seen that person's white clothes that were as white as snow, and had seen that person walk step by step into an era with peerless magnificence, it was still very perturbed. It had endless worries in its heart.

The black behemoth did not dare to think about it. If that person also fell, and one day fell into the endless abyss under the bridge of life and death, the entire world would turn gray and lifeless.

Back then, it had witnessed too many things, and experienced too many things. It had followed those people around, witnessing the vicissitudes of life, and participating in the eternal tribulation. It knew how terrifying and terrifying it was, and at the end of some roads.., some of the ancient roads that passed through the fog were actually prepared for the burial of the heaven destroying Emperor.

It recalled the events of the past, thought of its former companions, and thought of its old friends. It could not help but think of the legendary traveler. How was he?

In high heavens, that person sat on a bronze coffin and drifted across the ocean. He left by himself. The endless blood-colored ocean was filled with raging waves. It was billions of times scarier than the realm sea and had witnessed the rise and fall of various worlds. However, in the end, he disappeared. The upper realm gradually became inaudible, did you die in a foreign land?

I don't think so!

This was because, although the black behemoth was in the sealed collapsed world, not long ago, it could still vaguely sense a sharp sword qi that could suppress both ancient and modern times sweeping across, disturbing the heavens, it shook the whole world.

But, after so many ages, where is that man?

In the collapsed world, a blurry altar appeared. There were corpses all over the place, and living beings that looked like walking corpses handed the black three lives elixir over.

The so-called collapsed world was actually all projections. In the space carried by the foragers, there was only one altar and some walking corpses that truly existed. The others were all very far away, and no one knew how much time and space separated them, billions of miles could only be used as a unit of measurement.

The three lives medicine was sent to the altar that was covered in dried blood. It was very dilapidated. It had experienced a battle in the past, and even if it had been left behind by an ultimate expert, it was still badly damaged now.

Therefore, the first time the three lives medicine was sent, it actually failed.

"Quick!"

The Giant Black Beast urged. It was very anxious, and also very perturbed. It wanted nothing more than to immediately resurrect the person lying on the broken bell and reappear in the world.

At this moment, it was anxious and also very uneasy. It did not know if the three lives medicine would be effective. After all, the person who died was too powerful. Could there still be medicinal herbs in the world that could save him?

Its heart was heavy, and it kept feeling extremely depressed. It felt weak and powerless, and it felt helpless.

"Back then, you adopted me. You allowed me to go from an ordinary weakling to a day of glory in the heavens. I witnessed and experienced the splendor of one life after another. In this life, I will bring you back. Even if I have to burn my true soul and return the bit of aura you left behind, I will not hesitate to destroy my body. As long as I can gather your soul light again!"

The Black Beast's voice was low and deep as it muttered. Its aged face was filled with tears. Thinking back to the past, it was still unable to forget and accept it. How did their generation end up in such a miserable state?

There had never been a talent that never ended. was this a kind of fate?