Chapter 35 Inheritance of the Emperor!,

The stone tablet stands in the sky, and its scars are crisscrossed, and the dead leaves and dust are almost all over the whole stone tablet.

The knife and sword wounds are full of finger marks. It can be imagined how many cruel battles it has experienced and how long it has experienced wind and rain. Standing in front of this ancient monument, a sense of vicissitudes left over the years arise spontaneously.

On the tablet, the four big words 'Fatian Emperor' stand proudly. These four big characters seem to have been written by someone with their fingers, rather than carved. The font is vigorous and sharp. It seems that even after thousands of years of hidden at the bottom of the cliff, it can't hide the author's invincible spirit of overlooking the world.

"What a horrible fingering force it takes!"

Ye Qingyan's heart was stunned, and those swords could only leave some slight traces on it, but now someone can leave several inches of deep finger marks on this ancient monument of unknown material, and write four big characters. What a terrible strength does it take?

"Ky, now that you're here, come in!"

The mysterious voice stood in Ye Qingyan's ear again, but this time Ye Qingyan could find the source of the sound, which was in the cave in front of him.

At this time, the golden monkey had long disappeared. Ye Qingyan stared at the cave in front of him and frowned gently.

"I don't care, it's a blessing or a curse, and it's a misfortune that can't be avoided. Moreover, if you have come here, there is no reason to retreat!"

Ye Qingyan made up his mind and walked to the cave.

The mouth of the cave is very small, and only one person can pass through, but after entering, Ye Qingyan found that there was a different hole in it!

The more you go in, the more spacious it is, and even has a faint shine in front of it.

About half an hour later, Ye Qingyan looked at everything in front of him, his eyes were incredible, and he slowly stopped.

There is a huge magma lake here, and in the center of the magma lake, there is a stone platform several feet in diameter, and the void stands!

The magma below rolled and roared, but the stone platform did not move.

But this is not what Ye Qingyan was surprised about. Although the empty floating objects are also extremely rare, some strong people can still do it. Although it may not be as large as the stone platform in front of them, it is not too rare after all. What really shocked Ye Qingyan is that there is a person on the stone platform!

A man in white sitting cross-legged on the stone platform!

The man in white has existed for thousands of years, standing on the stone platform, motionless. His face was blurred and hazy, but Ye Qingyan seemed to be able to feel that the other party was staring at him. The eyes were a little hot, which made Ye Qingyan almost unbearable; he was dressed in white, and his black hair casually scattered behind him, and a graceful posture was undoubtedly revealed; he sat quietly like that. There, it's as if thousands of years have passed.

"There is someone here and he is still alive. How can this... be possible?"

Ye Qingyan's heart is shocked. Today, he seems to be in a dream, and everything he sees and hears is incredible!

"Haha, boy, who told you that I was still alive?"

The mysterious voice finally revealed its original shape, and it slowly came out from the man in white.

"That... is the younger generation reckless. May I ask, who is the senior and why did he stay here?"

After all, Ye Qingyan is not comparable to those ordinary people. Although what he saw in front of him was really unbelievable, he still quickly restrained his emotions and forced himself to calm down.

"At this moment, little guy, you can still be so calm. It seems that this time, I have not chosen the right person!"

The voice came again, and this time Ye Qingyan was finally able to see through the blurred face of the man in white after the fog.

The man was about 40 years old, with a strange and simple face and his eyes tightly closed, but at this moment, Ye Qingyan felt a pair of extremely penetrating eyes and stared at himself closely, without weakening at all because of the spread of the fog!

Ye Qingyan took a deep breath and said in a condensed voice, "Junior Ye Qingyan, I hope you can forgive me for disturbing you!"

The man in white did not move and his lips did not open, but Ye Qingyan heard a loud laugh from his body: "Okay, okay, boy is straightforward enough, I like it!"

Another burst of laughter: "Listen, boy, my name is 'Fat the Sky'!"

Ye Qingyan's body shook and lost his voice, "Fat the sky? Falling Emperor?"

A strong laugh from the man who claimed to have fallen into the sky echoed in the void: "Hahaha, yes, I am the emperor who has fallen into the sky!"

"In a flick of my fingers, 90,000 years have passed, but I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who remember this emperor!"

The fallen emperor sighed, which contained feelings about the passage of time and the unforgiving pity of time.

"It's impossible. The fallen emperor has already fallen. Moreover, even if he didn't fall at the beginning, he can't live until now!"

Ye Qingyan also regained his composure at this moment. He firmly believes that this person can never be the fallen emperor.

Because of the bounds of the law of heaven and earth, the strong man who has just broken into the realm of the emperor can live 10,000 years. Even if the peak emperor's cultivation is perfect, it is impossible to live more than 50,000 years at most. This is the destiny of heaven, and no one can disobey!

Even if you are the peak emperor, even if you are only one step away from breaking through the emperor's realm, as long as you do not break through the emperor's realm and enter a new field, 50,000 years of longevity is the absolute limit. Since the beginning of the mainland, this is an iron law that no one can change!

"Ha ha, little guy, I understand your doubts. The 50,000-year-old is indeed insurmountable, but I did not violate this eternal law, because I... died 90,000 years ago!"

Ye Qingyan was even more puzzled, "Since you died 90,000 years ago, now you..."

"Hahaha!" Luotian Emperor laughed cheerfully: "In those years, although I killed the enemy, it also caused my injury to be irreparable. I finally jumped to the bottom of the cliff and fell into the cold pool. Unexpectedly, the cold pool was actually the spirit of heaven and earth. The emperor was moistened by it and the injury was slightly relieved before he lived more. A few days, the emperor finally came here and used it as a place to bury my bones!"

"My body has long been dead and my soul has already collapsed. Now I can talk to you, but the last piece of soul in this work, which has not completely dissipated!"

Ye Qingyan's doubts in his heart were slightly relieved, and he heard the other party continue to say, "In my life, I have dominated the world with a smile and overlooked the world. Therefore, I died when I died, and there is nothing to miss!"

"I am proud of the world, and I have nothing to regret in my life, but at the end of my life, I found that except for leaving a prestigious name on the mainland, I didn't even have a descendant. I'm really... ashamed!"

In the majestic voice of the fallen emperor, a little loneliness finally appeared: "So, I set up a series of tests, hoping to find a descendant who makes me satisfied enough!"

Speaking of this, the Luotian Emperor smiled gently: "Now, I have found it!"

"That's you!"