Chapter 378 The Second Generation of Death

The dark red soil seems to be as deep and strange as every inch of blood, revealing the heaviness of the years. Countless white bones are piled up, walking on it, and the sound of bone breaking constantly comes from it. It sounds particularly gloomy in this quiet place.

Cai Yu did not fly through the air, but walked step by step to the depths of the ancient battlefield.

The ancient battlefield has always been the most mysterious place in the dead world. Not only the birthplace of Huangquan, but also the soul and fire clans were born here, which is likely to involve the evolution of heaven and earth and the tampering of rules.

The depths of the ancient battlefield of Honghuang have long been known as one of the three dangerous places in the dead world. Ten thousand years ago, countless strong people walked into the depths and wanted to explore the mystery of Huangquan and Soul Fire, but they all of them did not return, like a stone thrown into the sea without a sound.

The depths of the mysterious ancient battlefield have shocked the dead kings for ten thousand years. No one knows what is there. They only know that it is a forbidden area of life. Even if they enter it, they will drink and fall.

The king's tomb has been open for thousands of years, looking for the people who inherit the dead king. This news has been in the dead world for a long time, and has touched the hearts of all the souls and fire races.

No one knows the specific location of the king's tomb. As soon as the thousand years arrive, those who have the king's seal text can enter the king's tomb through the seal text and strive to get a trace of hope of the original imperial spirit.

Cai Yu has guessed the location of the king's tomb. In those years, Nas was forced to enter the depths of the ancient battlefield, but he met a mysterious master to help him control his angry counterattack, and finally achieved cultivation.

However, this master has been staring at himself in the dark. After his awakening of his origin, he asked Nas to send two seal texts of the king's realm, and the answer was immediately ready to come out.

"The second generation of the dead king." Cai Yu meditated in his heart, dressed in white, like a fairy in the dust, walking towards the depths of the ancient battlefield seemingly leisurely, but every step he fell was already thousands of miles away.

The first generation of the dead king may be the owner of the Junjing seal text, but there are various signs that the first generation is likely to have died as early as ten thousand years ago. As the inheritor of the original will, the second generation of the dead king soon came out the news of returning to the ruins after rising like a comet, which shocked the death world at that time.

For this second generation who has never met, Cai Yu is full of curiosity and admiration, and he understands the heavy responsibility of the other party.

The third creator, looking at the whole world of death, there is only the second generation of the dead king who can help the source of Cai's death.

More than 10,000 years ago, Luo Shui, the goddess of time, went up against the flow of time and conspired with the first generation of the dead king to make all the plans, and the second generation of the dead king was the most staunch supporter of this plan after their demise.

Two seals of the king's realm were sent, and the meaning of the second generation of the dead king was already obvious. Cai Yu thought of the possible outcome of this trip, and couldn't help but admire and respect the second-generation dead king.

He did not take out the three king's seal texts at the first time. Cai Yu stepped to the depths of the ancient battlefield, and at the same time adjusted his slightly turbulent heart to the ancient well.

This time, there will be a stormy wave. The way of heaven is about to awaken, and it is likely to involve the whole three worlds. He needs time to make his mind ethereal, so that he can break through in the subsequent pursuit of Taoism.

Only when the origin of life and death can we break through the Taoist realm. This is what the legend says. No one has really succeeded, so Cai Yu is not sure. If the final result can't break through the Taoist realm, then you will face a devastating blow to the heavenly realm, and the three worlds will also cut off hope and be fooled by the heavenly Tao for an era.

This responsibility is very heavy. Although Cai Yu has already made psychological preparations, it is still difficult to reach the state of mind ethereal and no dirt.

In the end, the golden light of the three paths swimming at Cai's fingertips turned into simple and solemn seal characters, piercing the sky like three sharp swords, turning into a golden road, guiding to the depths of the flood and famine.

There are countless arrays on the Golden Avenue, and the rhyme is natural. As long as Cai Yu walks on this road, he will appear in front of the king's tomb in a flash.

Taking a deep breath, there was no joy or sadness in Cai Yu's eyes, and he stepped up with one foot!

The sky and the earth changed in a moment. When it appeared again, it was already surrounded by a piercing chill and the pervasive wind of Taiyin.

The crimson soil is like the accumulation of the blood of the gods, revealing a deep chill. No bones can be seen on this land. No matter how strong the practitioners are, once they die here, they will soon be blown into powder by the roaring wind of Taiyin around, and eventually disappear in the whole world.

Cai Yu's eyes were a little surprised. On such a dirty earth, he thought he would see the towering tomb, but in fact, only a simple and lonely grave appeared three feet away from him.

This lonely grave is as dark as ink, and there are only four big characters engraved with ancient seal characters on the tombstone. Where it is buried in the sky.

"What a burial place. It seems that this is not a tomb prepared for the second generation of the dead king, but for the way to heaven." Cai Yu smiled, so bold! A shadow in my heart can't help but fade away because of the self-confidence of the second generation of the dead king.

The Junjing seal culture in Cai Yu's hand is three golden light, which suddenly burst into the tombstone, and then the whole tombstone rose, while the four characters "Burial Place" on it are as bright red as blood.

There was a rumble, and the tombstone was separated from it. There was a cave in the lonely tomb, revealing a wide road intertwined with black light.

Cai Yu's eyes were slightly condensed and he stepped into it.

The road is as deep and bottomless as an abyss, emitting the breath of devouring everything. If you come here as a cultivater who can't reach the imperial realm, I'm afraid that walking on this road will be cold all over, and there will be lingering fear in your heart.

Cai Yu looked calm, with starlight in his eyes, and he walked slowly. Although the black light flashed around him, he could not get close to him within three feet.

Boom!

At the end of the avenue, a stone door suddenly appeared one after another, an ancient and simple device, which was quiet and strangely calm.

Cai Yu stepped into it and felt as if he had come to another world.

Ten rounds of blood moon hanging high in the sky, the stars are shining all over the sky, emitting a strange red light, and the moonlight penetrates into the earth, making the earth particularly strange and gloomy. The blood moon and the stars form a huge star map. There is a hidden trajectory of the road running inside. Looking at one eye, people's eyes are confused and lost.

What attracts Cai Yu's attention most is that there are ninety-nine stone steps in front of him, which are just connected to the center of the sky map. There is a faint road to simplicity, and the charm of climbing to the sky is in it.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." An old voice came from the left side of Cai Yue. Cai Yue turned around and saw a white-haired, withered old man coming to him tremblingly, as if he would fall at any time, and then die.

It's just weird. Although the old man looked like he was about to walk, his voice was very clear and his speed was slow, which seemed to be more normal.

"The second generation of the dead king?" Cai Yu's eyes were slightly solemn and asked.

The old man nodded, his eyes were dark and cloudy, and he looked at the ninety-nine stone steps straight to the sky. The ninety-nine stone steps cast by the flesh and blood of the second generation of the dead king contain the original imperial spirit. If you can climb to the top, you can completely understand the origin of death. As for whether the success of the last step of the Taoist world, it depends on your own creation.

"The first generation of dead king, what is the final end?" Cai Yu asked the question in his heart. There is no doubt that the first generation of the dead king is the emperor who shocked the past and the present. He joined hands with Luo Shui to arrange this game of heaven and earth. Although he was born in different times, Cai Yu still respected it.

"After the god of fate tampered with the rules of the three worlds, heaven and earth have changed greatly. Even if you are a dead king, you still can't escape the end of being melted by the way of heaven and making wedding clothes." The second generation of dead king sighed, and his body was extremely weak, as if he would return to the ruins the next moment.

"If I reach the top, will the way of heaven wake up immediately?" Cai Yu looked at the starry sky, and his eyes were as deep as the sea.

"Ten thousand years ago, the way of heaven devoured the original source of death, fell into a deep sleep, and realized the Taoist realm, so it brought a glimmer of life to heaven and earth. Normally, as a rule, it is impossible for him to understand the source without tens of thousands of years of sleep. But the god of fate dominates fate, and it is likely to wake up in advance. We are playing with fire.

The second generation of the dead king paced and came to the ninety-nine stone steps, and his turbid eyes lit up slightly. Don't live up to the expectations of me and the first generation. I don't regret to die, but if I try my best to peel off the source and sacrifice the ninety-nine stone steps born from flesh and blood, I won't close my eyes!"

Cai Yu silently glanced at the second generation of the dead king, and then bowed deeply to him.

This worship is not for others. The second generation of the dead king sacrificed themselves in order to restore the past of the three worlds, so that all ethnic groups can be free, no longer be bound by the way of heaven, and can't make the decision of reincarnation. Such awe-inspiringness transcends the differences between populations and different worlds, which makes Cai Yu admire him from the bottom of his heart.

"I will put the sky under my feet."

A short and powerful sentence shows Cai Yu's endless determination. He was dressed in white and snow, and his eyes were as bright as stars, as if he could tolerate the world, and stepped on the ninety-nine stone steps in one step!