"Next, it's level 71.""perhaps." "It's time to meet the barbarian god the old man mentioned." While Su Chen was absorbing the power of the Eight-turn Soul Crystal, he uncontrollably touched the old man's remaining memories, the ten miles of red makeup, that grand wedding banquet. The tragic death of the bride. Desperate groom. There was also a figure who had never shown up, but crossed mountains and seas and came to Zhongdu, turning this wedding banquet into a funeral banquet. Even the Central Region God of Transformation didn't have time to react, because the person had already died. Savage God! This is the power of the ancient barbarian god. Even if he had died a hundred thousand years ago and only his soul was left buried in the ancient ruins, he still had such great supernatural powers that he might have entered the second or third stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. The road is underfoot.
Su Chen continued to move forward. He walked through the canyon, stepped over the green hills, and finally stood in front of the 71st city gate. It is more like a cemetery than a city gate. Inside the city gates, there were sixty-nine brand new tombs, and a young man was standing in a pit, digging the seventieth tomb and throwing handfuls of soil out. "What are you doing standing still?" "You kid, you have received such a great favor from Senior Mantu, why don't you come over and help him loosen the soil." "You are really amazing, kid." "Over the years, only a handful of people have been able to pass the first ten levels. After all, celestial beings are not cabbages that can be found everywhere. Even the human sea god many years ago was afraid of the barbarian god and did not dare to enter the 72 levels..." "This is the first time I've met someone who can make it all the way here." "how?" "Are you really planning to challenge Lord Barbarian God at the 72nd level?" This young man, except for the red totems painted all over his face and a pair of pointed ears, is similar to humans. At this moment, he turned his head to look at Su Chen, as if he was talking to an old friend of many years. The barbarian youth in front of him looked harmless, but after Su Chen stepped into the realm of heaven and man, he could see clearly. This is actually an equally powerful eighth-level celestial being. “It has come to this.” “Of course we have to keep moving forward.” Su Chen is narrating. then. He rolled up his sleeves and stepped into the deep pit, digging the soil handful by handful. Soon, the grave was built and the barbarian youth buried a broken skeleton in it. And then.
The two worked together to place an ancient stele on the tomb. The name of Mantu is written on it. "it is good." "You have passed this level." "I have survived tens of thousands of years. I don't want to lose my soul here. I don't even want to waste a single bit of my soul. After all, I have already fallen. If I am still guarding the gate, my soul power will not be replenished. If I use it a little, it will be less..." "Anyway, you can't even get past the last level." "after all." "You are facing an ancient barbarian god. One hundred thousand years ago, the most powerful king of the barbarians was killed here! Of course, it is hard to say. After all, you are carrying the murderous hatred of Mantu towards him..." The pointy-eared barbarian shook his head and made way. Rumbling-- This city gate did not collapse, but a second gate for leaving was slowly formed. It led to a place filled with white fog, but it could be vaguely seen that the place it led to was the sky. The last barbarian city gate. Level 72. It was right above the clouds. "It's that simple?" When leaving. Su Chen still felt a little dazed. The opponent was a powerful rank eight barbarian celestial being. How could he pass it so easily? Why were the last three levels different from the sixty-nine levels he had experienced before? "Why don't we just fight?" "I'm a little worried." Su Chen pondered. In his palm, there was a small sword hovering, and the soul consciousness thousands of miles away was ready to go. This time. If it were the pointy-eared barbarian youth who was at the eighth level of Heaven and Man Realm, he would have laughed in anger. "You kid, you have been eyeing my soul crystal for a long time, right?" "it is good!" "Let me give you a taste of my power." The barbarian youth sneered. boom! The red totem on his body evolved rapidly and spread out from his body. It turned out to be a terrifying deformed dragon with nine heads, as if it was bathing in a sea of blood. "Roar!" There was a dragon roar.
The barbarian youth who was an eighth-level celestial being disappeared. Instead. It was a nine-headed blood dragon that was ten thousand feet tall. Its soul at this moment was the color of blood, sweeping across the sky, turning the world in front of it into a sea of blood and corpses covering tens of millions of miles. "really." "It really is the feeling of oppression at the level of an eighth-level celestial being." Su Chen was eager to try. The Xichen sword was unsheathed and held tightly in his hand. just. At the end. This battle still did not succeed. Because the nine-headed blood dragon transformed from the eighth-level barbarian celestial being roared, then turned around and fled from the city gate, and he let out a long howl. "In the Barbarian Tribe's 72 passes, each guarding Yuanhun has an obsession that they cannot give up even if they die. My obsession is immortality. I have finally lived a second life as a Yuanhun." "Don't even think about putting me in danger." The barbarian celestial being ran away. Boom—— This city gate also collapsed and turned into ruins, leaving only seventy lonely tombs standing here and a passage leading to the top of the clouds in the sky. Also, Su Chen was standing in the wind, looking disheveled. "Ancient Savage God?" Looking at the road to the top of the clouds, Su Chen murmured, and finally stepped on it without hesitation. He had to go. This road to the top of the cloud is very long... Su Chen walked for a very long time. There was no day or night, and he didn't know how many days, months, or even longer he had been walking. Soon, he reached the end. boom! Just like a person walking in a thorn bush, he walks out of this area and then suddenly feels open and an indescribable sense of comfort emerges. "This is……" Looking at the scene in front of him, Su Chen was stunned. Just because.
There is abundant water energy here. Although it is just an isolated island, it is covered with lush vegetation. The island shore in the distance is connected to the endless ocean. Ancient ruins, countless scene worlds, without any sense of fragmentation. This was not the ancient ruins, nor was it the Fallen North Sea Continent, but the real North Sea. He was back again, and even Su Chen could feel from afar the extremely distant boundary wall between the North Sea and the Central Region. "Where is the last level, the 72nd level trial?" "I just came out like this?" Even Su Chen felt stunned. He had already prepared for a fierce battle. If he failed in the first battle, he would find an opportunity to retreat, and then fight the Savage God for the second time, and the third time... "This island in the North Sea is the 72nd level of the Barbarian Tribe." "With my strength, even if I perish and only my soul remains, it's not surprising that I can leave the ancient ruins and descend to the North Sea." "The barbarians are also a wise race. They are powerful enough to have reached the high level of Heavenly Beings and Barbarian Gods. Even if they have fallen, they are not just crazy people obsessed with fighting and killing..." An old and cold voice slowly sounded. At this time. Su Chen suddenly woke up. It turned out that right in front of him, within his field of vision, there was a young figure sitting on the edge of the island, fishing with a simple bamboo pole in his hand. His gaze had never been on Su Chen, but on the ocean in front of him. The ocean in front of him was particularly strange, without any sea monsters. There are only worlds. Reflected in the ocean are the Fallen North Sea, the Seventy-two Barbarian Gates, ancient ruins, and even scenes from the barbarian world sealed in the ancient ruins. Among them, in the 72 levels of the Barbarian Tribe, the scene kept repeating a scene, which was the 70th level, when Su Chen received the gift from old man Mantu before his death. …… "My immortal bones, my immortal heart, and this eighth-level soul crystal are all given to you. Please kill him for me! Please kill my father, the ancient barbarian god, for me!" "please!" boom! The old man exploded. …… These scenes were repeated over and over again, and the young figure fishing was also watching again and again, his eyes like deep pools, seeing clearly what he was thinking. aside. Su Chen frowned. Even though he was mentally prepared, he still didn't expect that the ancient barbarian god in front of him would be so terrifying, like an abyss, swallowing up everything that approached him. Su Chen was even unable to display his soul consciousness that could travel tens of millions of miles, for fear of being devoured by this terrifying fallen soul. The celestial beings who walk on the path of the primordial spirit are called primordial souls after their death. Only the ninth-level celestial beings who can fight and reach the pinnacle of transformation of gods can be called primordial spirits.
When a deity dies, what is left behind is called the soul. This ancient barbarian god was so powerful that Su Chen even suspected that at his peak, he was a third-level god of transformation. If he could ascend one more step, he would become an unspeakable life. Transcend the cycle of reincarnation and achieve immortality. Even if the heaven and earth were to perish, it would not be able to affect the unspeakable existence in the slightest. "My only son, does he hate me so much?" "hehe." "How ridiculous! For a woman, he was willing to give up his original soul, his immortal bones, his unyielding heart, and the eight-turn soul crystal he transformed into to the human race, in order to kill his own father..." The old voice of this ancient barbarian god was no longer cold for the first time, but contained complex emotions, including guilt, anger, but more of self-mockery. "Let me tell you a story." "After the final battle in ancient times, the human race is weak and its vitality is severely damaged. We are afraid that the three defeated races will make a comeback, expel the soul race from the sky, kill the monster race, and expel our barbarian race to this ancient relic with no future..." "For the sake of my race, I sacrificed myself, and my flesh and blood became a prosperous world, allowing my race to preserve its bloodline and reproduce..." "My wife is pregnant with a son. I don't want to have children of my own. I was born in this hopeless world without a future, so I tried my best to send him to the most fertile Central Region of the mountains and seas..." "At that time, I watched him in his cradle being adopted by one evil-minded human pair after another. He also killed one pair after another, and finally found a good family..." "I stayed on this lonely island, watching him grow up, watching him become an adult, watching him find a girl he liked, watching him become distraught because he couldn't start his practice..." "The barbarians cannot practice immortality. I originally wanted to let him live out his ordinary life. When his lifespan ends, I will bring him back to the barbarians to awaken his terrifying talent of barbarian blood..." "In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore. I watched him wandering around, leaving home, and suffering so much. He suffered so much, so I left the barbarian heritage in the North Sea and guided him to find it. He practiced the most powerful barbarian method and awakened the barbarian blood in his body..." "Then, he met the girl he truly loved, and he grew up, practiced, and sang all the way until he traveled across the five realms and became famous in the mountain and sea world..." "But, he is so young, and his disguise is not good enough. How can he hide it from the gods of the ancient palace in Zhongdu?" "That god-transforming father and daughter had planned this long ago. That woman never really liked him. Instead, she used the false love Gu spawned by the Southern Border Saint Gu Worm to fool him around..." "hehe." "By the time I knew it, it was already too late." "The wedding banquet has begun! This is called a wedding banquet, but in fact it is a grand ceremony of heaven and earth, a terrifying ceremony of heaven and earth that can steal power, seize fortune, and even deceive heaven and replace it!" "Barbarian blood, this terrifying qualification can lead directly to the transformation into a god. Even in the ancient times when the immortal way was prosperous and various tribes were fighting for hegemony, it has never appeared many times." “Only the reincarnation of a powerful barbarian god, or a person born with destiny, can have this terrifying talent…” "In order to protect my child, I came here, breaking the taboo without hesitation, fighting the Central Region God, and wiping that woman out of the world!" "But he doesn't know." "He followed me all the way to the ancient ruins, and in the end he was willing to kill me and die in my hands, rather than believe the truth I told him..." Speaking of which.
The young-looking ancient barbarian god's hands were shaking as he held the fishing rod, and his voice became increasingly older, as if he was even more weathered and dying than the old man Mantu. "I'm not some ancient barbarian god. As a father, I want to protect my child. Am I wrong?" "you tell me." "Why, he doesn't want to believe his biological father..." "Why?!" The voice of this ancient barbarian god was plain, but his words contained extremely powerful power. These words made the mountains and seas tremble, made the heaven and earth dim, and made the sun and moon dim. "Tell me, why?" The ancient barbarian god turned and looked over. boom! Pressure like a mountain or sea surged in. Under this gaze, Su Chen was like a lone boat in the vast ocean, with countless raging waves and turbulent undercurrents in front of him, waiting to tear him to pieces. "Love in this world is the most luxurious thing." "It's like honey." "Like poison." "It makes people immersed in it and unwilling to wake up. Even if it is an illusion, they have to tell themselves that it is real!" "perhaps." "He already knew it. What you said is true." "So, he who doesn't want to wake up would rather die in your hands than continue to immerse himself in this fantasy he has woven for himself..." "The father is not at fault, the child is not at fault, the only ones who are at fault are the perpetrators." "They deserve to die the most!" (End of this chapter)