Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 1994: Bloodshed

After dispersing the lingering aura that filled the sky with the long river of time, Yang Chen returned to the land of the Shura Realm.

He was just a little bit close to being able to save Qiu Xie.

The melancholy in his heart and the doubts about the remnant soul of the black shadow he finally captured made Yang Chen even more cautious about this bloody battle with Shura.

How the bloody battle of Shura developed 80,000 years ago is no longer known. At least this time, Yang Chen, who has returned to the road of Shura, has made up his mind to restore everything in the past.

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"Yang Chen!"

Ling Yuyao screamed, feeling Yang Chen's aura, and flew out of the hall.

Everyone who had been recuperating since Yang Chen left now felt Yang Chen's familiar aura and breathed a sigh of relief.

You may not have felt the urgency of the war situation before.

After everything has settled, recall all the details of the previous battle.

Even Viratian couldn't help but sigh, if they had made one mistake before, they would have lost everything.

There is only one reason why they can hold on until now and even maintain no losses to all members——

"Yang Chen!"

At the door of the hall, a familiar figure appeared.

Ling Yuyao rushed towards that figure directly.

Yang Chen laughed in surprise and quickly hugged Ling Yuyao who rushed forward, wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Did nothing happen? Don't worry so much."

Yang Chen looked at Ling Yuyao with a smile, but Ling Yuyao curled her lips.

"I just said it nicely, but I rushed out on my own..."

"Then it's really my fault this time."

Yang Chen rubbed Ling Yuyao's head. This scene seemed quite strange to everyone.

After all, they are a group of asuras.

The relationship between people can only stay with family members and comrades, nothing more.

However, the current situation was such that Luo Qiantuo had no choice but to interrupt the conversation between the two.

"Where is Da Zi Zi Tian?"

"Is he going to burn out his soul in the end and die with us?"

"exactly."

Yang Chen breathed a long sigh of relief and had no intention of telling the story of the relationship between Da Zi Zai Tian and himself.

"But don't worry, I have already moved him elsewhere. According to the situation at that time, I am the only one who has the energy left. Please rest more in the next time -"

Yang Chen looked at King Po Zhi and Mo Zha who were still sitting cross-legged on the ground, and said seriously to them:

"If Da Zi Zaitian is the vanguard of the other party, I'm afraid the opponent's army will arrive soon."

That's right, just as Yang Chen said.

The news of the death of Da Zi Zai Tian instantly spread throughout the entire heavenly hierarchy like a spark of fire.

Jumping out of the three realms, together with the two realms of heaven and humans, this is the ultimate goal of heaven and earth.

Very realistic and very direct.

Although they are free from the pain of war, are always surrounded by fairies, have plenty of wine and clothes, and live an extremely luxurious life, they are still troubled by a rather simple thing.

Heavenly beings are still humans, and humans have life spans.

As the lifespan approaches, the gods and humans will decline. No matter how glorious they were when they were young, the old gods will eventually face the day when they are disheveled, have no clothes on, and no food to eat.

In order to transcend the three realms and truly have an endless lifespan like gods and demons.

From beginning to end, Shura's bloody battle is nothing more than the manifestation of the desire and self-grasping of heaven and man.

However, the only thing that exceeded the expectations of heaven and man was probably the incident 80,000 years ago.

The emergence of a demon fox completely reversed the situation of the entire Shura bloody battle.

Da Zi Zai Tian was banned, and then the entire battle began to tilt towards Asura's side.

It was not until a compromise was finally reached that the battle ended hastily.

It's just that not so many people know about what happened back then. Instead, it's because these 80,000 years have become more and more similar to the human race's way of life, and Asura has gradually weakened.

Finally, the 80,000-year blood oath has passed, and the Asuras, who appear to be calm on the surface, are most likely to face a disaster this time.

The channel between the Heavenly Human Realm and the Asura Realm is opened, and the divine power of the Heavenly Human beings pours into the Asura Realm. In a world where the weak and the strong prey on the weak, Asuras will only become the playthings of the heavenly beings.

This is a war of ethnic groups and a battle that must be won.

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Everything that happened in the Bluestone Ancient Palace came and went quickly, so not many people knew about it under the deliberate cover-up of Qiluo Qiantuo.

It wasn't until the next day that Bhimachitara, the one who showed up least among the four kings, also came to the Bluestone Ancient Palace, and everyone told the whole story.

But no one expected that Bhimasitra's answer would be so strange:

"One Da Zi Zi Tian can almost wipe out all of you. I don't mind watching this bloody battle."

Jiluo Qituo stood blankly in front of the skinny and mummy-like Bhimachitara, shaking his head in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"It's just literal."

Bhimazitara waved his hand and went directly to the main hall, skipping Qiluo Qiantuo.

Yang Chen, who had been waiting for a long time, saw the last king leaving and appeared.

"I'm really sorry that you saw the joke."

When Luo Qiantuo saw Yang Chen walking out, he just smiled and was not too affected. It was just that this form made Yang Chen feel a little bad.

"Has this person always been like this?"

Yang Chen wondered.

"With the power of the three kings and some of my methods, this battle is not invincible, but if there are any mistakes, I can't guarantee it."

"Bhimositara is not like this usually... I will ask him privately. You don't need to worry. We will win this battle."

Jiluo Qiantuo left a hearty smile, and then continued to go outside the ancient palace, waiting for the last few tribesmen to arrive.

As the door slowly closed, just after noon, the previous Four Kings meeting that ended hastily was convened again for such an unpleasant reason.

Those same people.

Whether it's a black snake, a ghost, or a hawk demon—all of them have a touch of sadness on their faces.

Even the inconspicuous King Po Chi in the past was sitting quietly on his seat, looking at everyone with his eyes downcast.

"King Rahu is the generous ancestor of our Shura clan. He fought countless battles in his life and maintained sound rule under his rule."

"Eighty thousand years ago, King Rahu personally visited the ancient battlefield and blocked more than ten thousand heavenly beings with one person, working hard for the prosperity of our race."

"We walked forward with the mountains behind us, bowed to the sun and moon behind our backs, but we were greedy and delusional, openly violated our ten thousand-year blood oath, and wanted to stir up two disputes. We have ulterior motives and a thief's heart is hard to die."

"We have lost our respected king Rahu forever. We are here to avenge this blood feud!"

"Today, our clan will use the blood of our ancestors to summon the souls of the ancient armies to reorganize our clan's invincible coalition in the bloody battle of Shura."

"I, Qiluo Qituo, use this as my flag today!"

"Shame on the blood!"

A stream of blood spattered from Jiluo Qituo's wrist. Everyone frowned, and no one dared to say anything sarcastic.

Everyone watched this scene quietly.

Just like it was 80,000 years ago.