I Have a Mythical Tree

Hades is vast, boundless and full of fragments of the universe.

Cang Wuming was wearing a black robe, with flowing black hair, and a golden light emerging from his pupils, looking down at the vast underworld.

In the Hades, you can vaguely see the thick mist forming a human figure. They are like puppets, walking in the world of the Hades without thinking.

In this Hades.

The black mist figures are the managers of the world. They consolidate the void, repair the space, and swallow up many fragments of the universe so that this underworld can exist for a longer period of time.

Until now.

It has been hundreds of years since Cang Wuming came to Hades.

Hundreds of years passed in a hurry, and the palace of Hades disappeared.

But this Emperor Cang Yuan body can walk freely in the underworld.

Except for the millstone in Hades, he can enter any other place in Hades.

Over the past hundred years, Cang Wuming's combat power has been increasing every moment.

In addition to the Celestial God, the nine palaces, including the Emperor Frost Ember, still took turns giving him sermons.

Although Cang Wuming didn't know the reason, he benefited a lot from so many Taoist masters preaching to him.

For example, at this moment, Cang Wuming felt a surging force sweeping in and falling into the black sun in his heart.

Cang Wuming slowly closed his eyes and realized that he had arrived in a dark and netherworld place.

In that dark and netherworld place, you can vaguely see a dark human figure sitting cross-legged on a black lotus.

It's like it's made of absolute darkness.

Even Cang Wuming at this moment could not see through the true face of this dark human form.

But the power that burst out from this dark human form was unprecedentedly powerful.

It is stronger than any other palace leader, and it is also stronger than the turbulent and vast aura of death that is exuded by this Hades at all times.

Because this dark human figure is the hall of Hades!

Cang Wuming didn't know Luo's name in the Hades Palace. He sat on the lotus throne and never exchanged a word with Cang Wuming.

In the void, extremely mysterious magical powers flowed into Cang Wuming's ears.

Unconsciously, runes were rising around Cang Wuming's body. These runes were filled with mysterious laws, making Cang Wuming's cultivation even more advanced!

Cang Wuming also sensed that Luo, the main hall of Hades, was exuding a strong aura of collapse...

It was as if the existence in front of me, which was extremely tyrannical and mysterious, had already died and collapsed!

But what Cang Wuming couldn't imagine was how could a dead strong man be so powerful?

Luo's sermon in the Hall of Hades lasted for a full year.

After the sermon was finished, the incarnation of the main hall Luo quietly dispersed, never having any communication with Cang Wuming from the beginning to the end.

In fact, even his eyes never fell on Cang Wuming...

After this sermon.

Cang Wuming is still wandering in the incomparably vast Hades.

Originally, Cang Wuming thought that this Hades was just a palace and mansion built by those ancient beings to rule the world after the Great Destruction.

But what Cang Wuming never expected was that...this underworld had no connection with the Daduanluo Realm.

This is one of the reasons why the underworld is independent of the Daduanluo world, and the God Si Chong wants to come to the Daduanluo world and modify the imprint of the rules of heaven and earth.

"This Hades... is a supreme world of destruction."

"There are extremely powerful beings who have refined this destroyed supreme world into Hades, and imprinted rules into it, making this destroyed supreme world a place where the remaining souls gather!"

Cang Wuming's eyes were cold, and wherever he passed, rays of divine light fell into the empty universe.

It can be vaguely seen that there is endless bloody energy remaining in this empty universe.

It's like... there was a massacre and an unspeakable catastrophe here!

Cang Wuming was indifferent, his eyes did not change at all.

If there are strong men from the Boundless Wilderness who come here, they may be surprised by the cruelty of the catastrophe here.

The supreme world... is so vast and so rich.

Countless creatures inhabit it, establish civilizations, establish kingdoms, create a path of practice, and develop it continuously for hundreds of millions of years, only then can we achieve the supreme world.

And a supreme world symbolizes the habitat of infinite creatures.

If the supreme world is destroyed, it means... that all living things in the supreme world have become extinct.

"This supreme world is now controlled by the ten palaces, and there are countless palace masters, Mingzun, and soul-swallowing generals under their command..."

Cang Wuming's eyes moved and fell on this vast void.

Suddenly, Cang Wuming frowned slightly.

I saw a piece of land floating quietly in the dark void in the distance.

The land is not that huge, just a thousand miles in radius.

And above the land, there is also a white light that separates the land from the dark void.

Cang Wuming was curious. He put his hands on his back, his figure turned into nothingness, and walked into the land.

The white light shrouding the land contains extraordinary power.

But in Cang Wuming's eyes, it was not worth mentioning.

Quietly, Cang Wuming had already passed through the white light and stepped into the land!

The moment he walked onto the ground, Cang Wuming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but show a look of surprise on his face!

Because the scene in front of me is too strange.

The land was completely different from the dead, dark void outside.

Inside the land is a city.

The city was not prosperous, but rather dilapidated.

But there are many people coming and going among them. Although they are plainly dressed and have sallow faces and thin muscles, their eyes are always full of hope.

Dilapidated buildings, low city walls, grasslands, woodlands outside the city walls, and those weak creatures.

Cang Wuming turned his head and thought...

"This...is Tai Cang."

Just as Cang Wuming thought, this extremely dilapidated small town was none other than Taicang.

But it's not any city in Tai Cang Heaven and Earth.

But... Tai Cang more than 10,000 years ago.

At that time, Taicang was weak and helpless, with a population of only hundreds of thousands, but could not fill its stomach.

At that time, every time the sun came to an end, many people would die due to cold wind and snow, which was very sad.

Perhaps without His Majesty the Human Emperor coming to Tai Cang at that time, Tai Cang at that time would not have lasted ten years.

But no matter what, the past is past.

What makes Cang Wuming curious is where the land in front of him that resembles the early Tai Cang came from.

Another golden light flashed in his eyes.

A strange scene happened, from Cang Wuming's perspective.

Everything in this ancient Tai Cang capital melted away in an instant, dissipating like smoke and dust.

The dilapidated stone houses, muddy roads, and emaciated people no longer exist.

The vast land turned into nothingness.

In all of this, there is only one figure that truly exists.

It was a girl, wearing white clothes, standing in the void, with a sincere smile on her face, talking to herself.

Or...she wasn't talking to herself, but to someone else.

However... the person she was talking to did not really exist, but was illusory.

Cang Wuming frowned, turned his head and thought for a while, then wanted to turn around and leave.

This girl in white must have experienced a lot, and she has a deep connection with Tai Cang.

Because of this, Cang Wuming was unwilling to disturb her.

But at this moment, Cang Wuming seemed to suddenly remember something.

The golden light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and various illusions appeared again in this illusory place.

Among these many fantasies, Cang Wuming saw a familiar figure opposite the girl.

"Hmm...is that Menggui?"

Cang Wuming's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became much more lonely.

Once upon a time, when Taicang was still weak and about to perish, a half-skeleton tribesman obeyed Ji Xia's orders and died bravely.

Today, thirteen thousand years have passed, and Ji Xia's original body has died. He has been reborn in this imperial body, staring coldly at Hades and plotting against the world.

After such a long time, Ji Xia still has not forgotten Meng Gui, nor has he forgotten the look he turned to look at Ji Xia when he left Tai Cang.

That glance contained expectations for Ji Xia, attachment to Tai Cang, and expectations for Tai Cang's future.

He died with these...

Ji Xia's thoughts moved slightly, and a thought fell silently on the girl in white.

The girl in white didn't notice.

But Ji Xia already knew the identity of the girl in white.

"It's that dragon."

"It's also the remaining bloodline of that old dragon Xiangchang."

They do have a lot of connections with Tai Cang.

But now, the girl in white is trapped in Hades for unknown reasons.

Thirteen thousand years passed so quietly.

The girl in white still misses Meng Gui and the days when she and Meng Gui were in Tai Cang.

Tormented by longing, in this dilapidated world full of deathly silence and darkness, there is only one more piece of land.

This land carries the girl's longing for Meng Gui, as well as his fantasies.

I hope that one day, Meng Gui can come back and return to that poor but extremely happy small town with her.

Ji Xia stood in the sky and looked at Taicheng for a long time before quietly retreating without disturbing the girl in white.

However, the girl in white never noticed that a misty aura had flowed away from her body and was caught in Ji Xia's hand.

"Why did Hades go to such trouble to trap this dragon here alive?"

Ji Xia's expression did not change.

The ethereal energy in his hand was covered by the surging divine energy on his body.

He keenly felt that there was something extremely interesting hidden in this ethereal aura.

"Xianglong, Mihu Ancient Tree, Shangmulg Ancient Tree, Great Breath Divine Dynasty, Hou Gao Divine Emperor..."

"There must be some hidden connections in this. There aren't many things that would interest Hades."

Ji Xia quietly exited the land full of illusions, and Meng Gui suddenly came to mind again.

"I wonder if your remnant soul...has been wiped out by the underworld."

…

A cosmic world in the boundless wilderness is filled with vast amounts of divine energy, just like a sea of ​​divine energy, which makes one's mind sway.

In this sea of ​​divine energy, a palace has been established.

This palace is a dragon palace dojo, and the owner of the dojo is an extremely powerful existence even in the boundless wilderness where there are so many powerful people.

Much more powerful than Lord Lei Shiyuan and Lord Yin.

Hei Tian, ​​Da Shen Liao and Da Heishan who lost their kingdom are not his opponents.

The only ones who can be stronger than him are probably the Burning Origin Nest Evil and the two remaining God-Emperors.

At this moment.

This dragon palace is filled with the aura of violence, and a layer of destructive power is wandering in this dragon palace.

In the dragon palace, many stars lingered, and many broken outer heavens floated in it.

When those destructive forces swept through, the stars turned into powder, and the sky outside the world was wiped out.

And all of this comes from an old dragon.

This old dragon is extremely old, his horns are dull and rough, his torso is rotten and exudes a foul smell, and most of his scales have fallen off...

All this proves that this old dragon has reached its limit. I am afraid that it will die soon and completely disappear from the world.

However, what is surprising is that the terrifying power of destruction just now burst out from this old dragon.

He is Yuan Ni Dragon, the most powerful existence in this world, except for the mysterious Yin Dragon.

When Yuan Ni Long broke free from the sunless sky, he was still as powerful as the sun in the sky.

Time has only lasted ten thousand years, but Yuan Ni Long has become so old, as if he has suffered some terrible disaster, which is extremely shocking.

There is even a fragment of the origin of the world in this dragon palace.

This fragment of the origin of the world is also as sluggish as the Yuan Ni Dragon, exuding a strong aura of death.

The origin of heaven and earth is eternity. As long as the boundless wilderness is immortal, it will never grow old or die.

But for some reason, the fragments of the origin of heaven and earth in the Dragon Palace here seem to be on the verge of extinction, which is very shocking.

Just when the old dragon was angry and the power of destruction burst out.

A figure slowly walked into the Dragon Palace Dojo from the void.

The person who came was dressed in black, and his face was covered with a ghost mask.

Twenty-four real dragons were carved on the ghost's face.

These real dragons obviously do not belong to this era. They are hovering in front of a palace, spitting out dragon beads, and their bodies are burning with blazing divine fire.

Yuan Nilong saw that the aura of the visitor gradually calmed down.

He stared at the ghost-faced man, as if waiting for the ghost-faced man to speak.

"When Ji Xia fell, the underworld ordered the strong men in the third realm to take action against Tai Cang. If you enter my Dragon Palace, please don't take action."

"Now, about three thousand years later, you must fulfill your promise."

Yuan Nilong's tone was cold, but he revealed deep fatigue.

After just one sentence, he gasped for air.

But at this moment, a divine thought came from outside the Dragon Palace.

That divine thought was extremely hot, mixed with the power of fire, and had endless rays hidden in it.

"Saint Lord Yangji..."

Yuan Nilong frowned.

The next moment, he was flying in the void, the decayed parts of his body turned into normal, the dragon horns on his head became shining, and all the scales on his body grew...

In just a blink of an eye, this Yuan Ni Dragon no longer grows old and welcomes the Yangji Saint King in full glory.