The remaining power has passed 3,000 epochs, and it still exists clearly, and the time has passed indelibly, like an eternal lamp, and it will last forever in the world.
There are ten strands of this terrifying power, and among them, I can feel the same ice power as Zhang Hanshuang. Of course, it doesn't come from my sister, and the breath is different.
But that kind of power that stands on the top of all laws, freezes time and space and laws, and freezes everything, this kind of power Zhang Lie knows what it is.
Divinity!
No, it is a level higher than the power of the divine body.
In Zhang Lie's knowledge, there is only one person who can possess this kind of power throughout the ages.
No, there were ten of them in the Immortal Cang Period.
Ten Immortal Emperors.
"Even the Ten Immortal Emperors have been here?"
This is the legend of the Immortal Cang Period that records that all the strong men have come here.
"Is it... calling me?!" Zhang Lie's heart trembled.
Skeletons and the like do not attract his mind, but something else. In the center of this abyss, it is very clean, and none of those skeletons fell there, and the soft light shrouded it.
There is an altar there, which is incomparably grand, unusually old, and exudes a chaotic atmosphere, as if it coexists with the heaven and the earth, and it has been like this since ancient times.
The altar was damaged and half destroyed, but the breath, the vicissitudes of life, still made people tremble, wanting to kneel down and kowtow to it immediately.
There are all kinds of blood on the altar, some are silver, some are black, some are purple, some are blue, some are bright red...
It has never dried up so far, as if it has experienced the most tragic battle. Even if the blood is shrouded in the soft light of the altar, it still has endless killing intent!
The soul was throbbing, and it was the first time that I felt how terrifying the creatures of Xiancang were. It was obvious that the inner laws of the blood were still there, and the murderous aura had not subsided, so it was extremely terrifying.
There is a feeling that any drop of this kind of blood is enough to kill the master of the star field. It is too powerful and incomparable.
In addition, there are broken golden branches and broken feathers on the altar, which is a terrifying sight.
"Are you calling me? Why is that? What does it have to do with me?" After being shocked, Zhang Lie took a long time to calm down and asked softly.
The altar was blurred, and various void cracks appeared around it. In a trance, Zhang Lie felt that time and space were distorted, and the long river of time seemed to be reversed.
"here……"
Zhang Lie stepped back, feeling an indescribably strange feeling.
There was a rumbling sound, and in a trance, the altar was complete, no longer incomplete, and the ancient atmosphere permeated, blurring here.
"That is……!?"
The Tianluo Immortal Knife in his hand was chanting softly, as if resonating, Zhang Lie's heart trembled, and he almost threw the Tianluo Immortal Knife out of his hand in fright.
In a haze, he saw some battles of creatures, and someone broke through the blockade from this altar with a Tianluo Immortal Dao.
"Zhou Hui and the others were defeated? The Celestial Cang was destroyed? Is this...they escaped?" Zhang Lie looked at the blurred scene like he was dreaming.
Is that a reenactment of the past? He stays here.
Zhang Lie was so shocked that he couldn't control himself, his whole body was petrified, and he froze in place.
This has nothing to do with the history he knows, let alone how big it is.
Although I haven't seen the evidence or the truth, I know from the servant of the Ice Immortal Emperor who survived from Immortal Cang, the old grandmother, that the Ten Immortal Emperors kept foreign enemies out of the starry sky...
"They lost, they lost..." Zhang Lie repeated these words.
With a buzzing shock, the place returned to tranquility, the altar was incomplete again, no longer complete, enveloped by soft light.
On the altar, all kinds of blood are shocking.
Zhang Lie was in a mess, and his emotions were very chaotic.
"One is the present of disastrous victory, and the other is the past of disastrous defeat..." Zhang Lie didn't think that the appearance of the altar was false, and Heiyuan came all the way to prove all this.
Although there is no evidence for the tragic victory, there are witnesses. There were no witnesses for the tragic defeat in the past, because everyone who knew it was already dead, but there are countless evidences to prove that all of this really happened.
It seems that the past history is like a falsehood.
You heard from people in the past that they paid a heavy price to win and establish the current order, but one day, someone presented all kinds of evidence and evidence in front of them and told you the real history. is false.
At this time, do you believe in the people in the past, or the evidence in front of you?
Zhang Lie soon realized that the past is not the only one, and he who is involved in the way of time knows that the past can be changed.
He is the best proof and evidence!
Who can change the past?
Sensing the power of time around him, Zhang Lie immediately thought of a person, or a strong man in the Immortal Cang Period.
Time Immortal Emperor!
The legendary immortal emperor who can travel through time and space at will, change the past, and predict the future can change the past.
But the void distorts the picture, not like what happened in the past, but more like what is happening now...
A future of failure?
The man was holding the Tianluo Immortal Knife, the knife was so bright that no one could stop him, he forcibly slashed a path of blood.
Daomang was stunning and peerless, but his body was full of cracks, revealing a sense of sadness.
Obviously, it was a fierce battle. Even the Tianluo Immortal Knife cut off the edge of any weapon, and the metal used to forge the Immortal Knife could hardly withstand the terrifying and terrifying battle.
It was fighting against everything alone, killing everything, and in the end, only the desolation of despair remained.
The Tianluo Immortal Knife trembled more violently, moaning continuously, as if resonating violently, more like calling him.
"Why, it doesn't make sense to call me here?" Zhang Lie said to himself after waking up.
The time and space in the altar are distorted, and Zhang Lie doesn't know whether the altar is linked to the fairy world or the future.
Suddenly, the altar glowed again, and the place became more blurred, and the time seemed to be out of order, and a shocking change occurred!
On the incomplete altar, the void distorted, and the whole world seemed to disappear.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide in surprise, looking at the ancient dilapidated altar.
The call was far away, very faint, almost inaudible, but very real, not an illusion.
Standing here, Zhang Lie trembled physically and mentally, and wanted to go over, but what could he do after he really stepped on the altar?
In addition, the altar is incomplete, it is too old, and in addition to the war in the past, half of it was lost, and it is impossible to transfer creatures and artifacts.
The Tianluo Immortal Knife resonated more violently, shaking so much that Zhang Lie could hardly hold it.
"Buzz!"
Altars glow, laws are ancient, none are discernible, all mysterious.
"Boom!"
Through the resonance of the two heavenly swords, it is like an altar to locate the time and space where Zhang Lie is. Through resonance, a road connecting two different time and space is opened, coming from the farthest place, doing everything possible, to be on the altar Manifest, but always difficult to actually appear.
"Zhang Lie..."