Emperor Yutianwu

In the outside world, powerful figures emerged from all major ancient tribes and ancient worlds, looking towards the direction of Shangcang Island.

There are secrets in Shangcang Lake. Many ancient people knew this, but after the emperor's failure, no one tried to break through it again.

Now, after hundreds of thousands of years, has anyone tried it again?

Of course, no one knew that all the alarm today was not due to any plans or calculations.

Just because of Chu Yan, anger turned into beauty.

I don’t know how I will feel when people find out about it in the future.

"Boom!"

At this time, Chu Yan took another step on Shangcang Lake.

In the second half of the journey, he also sensed that the power in the Cang Cang Lake was already terrifying, but he released his Qi and the small world surrounded him, forcing him to fight against the lake.

He could feel that there seemed to be a will in the lake that was swallowing him up bit by bit.

At this moment, he finally understood why no one had successfully crossed into the lake for hundreds of thousands of years.

This has nothing to do with realm.

This terrible will alone is too much for a human being to bear. What kind of faith does this require?

At this time, Chu Yan felt as if every step ahead was an abyss and a desperate situation. The picture in front of him even began to become ethereal.

He couldn't see the Island of Heaven. All he could see was endless darkness and abyss of purgatory.

That's not all.

As he went deeper, he could no longer see the way he came, as if he was trapped in a thick fog.

The key is that although the road behind has disappeared, illusions are constantly emerging. The beautiful Shangcang Island seems to be behind you. Behind, there is verdant green, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, a fairyland, and in front of you, there is endless darkness and abyss.

A desperate step.

In this stark contrast, who has the courage to take this step?

If you don't want to go to heaven, do you insist on going to hell?

"Illusion?"

At this time, Chu Yan finally stopped and stood there, as if he had entered a strange state.

Everyone saw this and narrowed their eyes slightly.

"Have you reached your limit?"

On Shangcang Island, an elder sighed: "Shangcang Lake is one step from heaven to the abyss. It seems that this boy will not escape his fate!"

Outside the Shangcang Lake, the king and others had their hearts in their throats at this moment. At this moment, even they realized that they had underestimated the Shangcang Lake. This lake has survived from ancient times to the present, and it is by no means an empty name.

Now Chu Yan has reached the position of 400 steps, and there are still 300 steps behind.

During these three hundred steps, the despair will increase with each step, and each step may cost Chu Yan his life.

At this moment, the Empress who was originally sarcastic towards Chu Yan on the Shangcang Lake pontoon showed a touch of emotion.

But he still shook his head and it was over.

No one can pass Shangcang Lake, no one can.

At this moment, Chu Yan was in a delicate situation.

heaven and hell.

Chu Yan is on the dividing line between heaven and hell.

Ahead is endless darkness, an abyss of fire, and purgatory.

Behind is a paradise of birds singing and fragrance of flowers.

It was far more than that. Behind him, figures began to gather little by little. Liu Qing layer, Qing Yi, Nan Yu Nichang, Ren Qian'er, and many people he cared about stood on the shore and waved to him.

"come back!"

"When you turn around, you will reach the shore. This is paradise!"

In his mind, various voices mixed together, making Chu Yan's mind become trance little by little.

The more this happened, the darkness in front began to take the opportunity to invade. Within the darkness, troll-like figures were born. They began to roar, and their claws stretched out, intending to completely drag Chu Yan into the land of purgatory.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Chu Yan's body standing on the Shangcang Lake began to sink.

Seeing this, everyone's heart skipped a beat.

"It's over!" On Shangcang Island, an old man who had lived for a long time sighed: "His mind is beginning to be eroded little by little, and he is about to sink. Once he sinks to the bottom of the lake, even if he is powerful, he will only be destroyed."

"Boy!" The king couldn't help shouting urgently at this time.

But Chu Yan couldn't hear it at all.

Goddess Xian'er was very anxious and a little self-blame. She rushed forward, stood by the lake and shouted to the other side: "I beg the owner to open the pontoon bridge and let him go!"

There was no sound for a long time.

"Master, Xian'er doesn't want to investigate everything. Does the master have to be so ruthless?" Xian'er's voice was filled with tears.

Until now, unless the Clan of Heaven opens the pontoon bridge to lead Chu Yan, Chu Yan will really die here.

If this is really the case, then Cang Xian'er thinks that there is no need for him to live.

"It's ridiculous. He's seeking his own death. Who can blame him?" At this time, the Empress on the pontoon came back to her senses and snorted coldly: "He is self-righteous and arrogant. He is responsible for all this."

"Asshole!" The king became even angrier when he heard the empress' voice, and struck out with a palm.

However, before the king's palm print landed on the pontoon, the sky lake was stirred up, reflecting a force even more terrifying than the king's palm print.

With a bang, the king's palm exploded into pieces, hitting his body and knocking him back nearly a thousand meters.

When Jinzu, Zunshang and others saw this scene, they felt desperate!

Shangcang Lake, no solution!

The king stopped and looked slightly pale.

"Master!" Heavenly Fairy'er was still pleading: "Master, please, let him go. It was our fault. I beg you..."

Saying that, Shangcang Xian'er looked in the direction of Shangcang Lake and wanted to kneel down.

But at this moment, everyone believed that Chu Yan would definitely die, and the vision was born.

I saw a huge whirlpool forming in Shangcang Lake. Chu Yan, who had half of his body sinking, was suddenly sent up. When he opened his eyes again, they were extremely clear.

Then, a force lifted the Heavenly Fairy'er up.

"Xian'er, I said, except for a few people in this world, no one else can bear your kneeling." Chu Yan's voice sounded.

Hearing that familiar voice, Cangxian'er burst into tears and smiled: "Chu Yan!"

"How is it possible?" Everyone on Shangcang Island was shocked when they saw this scene. They had obviously been swallowed up, how could he still come up?

On the pontoon, the empress's beautiful eyes were full of strange color: "This is impossible...how did you..."

"Why didn't I die?" Chu Yan stood on the lake again and sneered: "It's rare to see hell. Of course I want to see it. Unfortunately, it's not interesting, so I came back."

"You..." Upon hearing Chu Yan's words, the hearts of all the powerful men on Shangcang Island were shocked.

"Could it be that...you sank on purpose just now?" The senior old man on Shangcang Island was surprised, and immediately shook his head: "No...this is impossible. No one's willpower is so strong that he can go deep into hell without getting lost. This is impossible……"

"Nothing is impossible." Chu Yan's voice was calm: "You have never experienced true despair, so you don't understand. I have experienced it, so to be honest, this hell... is quite boring."

"In my opinion, the real hell is never an abyss of fire."