Reborn 80,000 Years

Just a few hours ago——

While racing like lightning and chasing the traces left by Po Zhi, Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao followed Lie Jin Huan towards the land of nothingness.

Liejin Jian, who transformed into a wolf-like body, was faster than the Zhanzhi Demonic Bird. No matter mountains or rivers, he could not stop his extreme speed.

During this process, Yang Chen also talked to Ling Yuyao about what happened to them at Jingling Mountain.

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"Isn't that a childish look?"

"This! Is this something that has been destined for a long time?"

Yang Chen looked at Lie Jinxuan in surprise, hoping that he could give him an explanation.

But Lie Jinhuan was also shocked by the changes in Jingling Mountain at this moment.

The sacred mountain that had stood for countless years and seemed to reflect the entire history of the Shura clan was completely shattered after Po Zhi inherited the original bloodline, and gradually transformed into a statue that reached the sky.

As the rocks in Jingling Mountain collapsed inch by inch, the rubble falling into the sky slowly turned into little bits of starlight, and then disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

And Po Zhi, who was on the high tower, was exuding a majestic purple-gold aura at the moment, and the powerful aura that could be observed with the naked eye was like a river rushing in all directions.

"The birth of the original king...it turned out to be like this..."

Lie Jinhuan shook his head and murmured to himself. He had lived for a long time and had never appreciated how majestic the real original Asura was. Today, the seeds planted by his old friend finally took root and sprouted, and finally came to fruition. Fruit.

"No! It's not over yet!"

However, Yang Chen saw the truth about Jinling Mountain at a glance. Perhaps in the eyes of others, Jinling Mountain has stopped shaking, but in his eyes, today's Jinling Mountain is still a volcano that is ready to explode.

"What did you say?"

Before Lie Jinxuan could react.

Yang Chen’s words became a prophecy——

Suddenly, a great sense of threat arose in Yang Chen's heart, which made him not care whether there was anyone around him.

He directly used the power of the ancient immortal body, opened the Dragon Eclipse Sword and the Star Domain, and the starlight rose from the tip of the Eclipse Dragon Sword, as if a distant star was flying towards the ancient times.

"King Lie! Back off! You are coming for me!"

As expected, all Yang Chen's premonitions were correct.

The originally motionless giant statue of Jingling Mountain actually came to life after a long Sanskrit sound came out!

The colossal statue of Po Zhi, completely embedded in the mountain, is like a giant god reaching the sky at this moment. Countless rocks are splashing out, and the vegetation is constantly broken and broken due to the departure of the giant statue——

The Colossus is alive.

Po Zhi, who was far away on the tower, fell into a wonderful state. He floated on the tower, like a god surveying the world. He was neither sad nor happy. He quietly opened his arms and placed purple and gold flowers. Wang Qi.

A series of gilded bolts shot out from the giant statue, like shackles, heading straight towards Po Zhi's body.

In the blink of an eye, Po Zhi was completely locked up. Judging from Po Zhi's expression at this moment, he was in extreme pain.

This made Yang Chen very angry——

"We have come this far, is it possible that we are still being plotted against?"

The Star-Chasing Sword Technique did its job and turned into a meteor, rushing directly towards the face of the colossus.

But what Yang Chen didn't expect was that the colossus seemed to have anticipated the path of his attack, and waved his hand to create a hurricane.

This hurricane condensed into a wall of air that spanned the sky and the earth. When it was stabbed with the Star-Chasing Sword Technique, it melted directly in mid-air.

Not only that, Yang Chen's own star realm also became entangled with it after encountering the Qi wall.

Just like this, Yang Chen immediately understood that a hurricane that seemed ordinary was actually protected by rules of the same level as his own star field.

"Yang Chen!"

Lie Jinxuan roared. He originally wanted to step forward, but found that his body could not move.

It was exactly like when he was suppressed by King Shura's power before he got the Shura throne.

"King Lie... I'm afraid this giant statue has a lot of background..."

Yang Chen's eyes were blazing, but his brows were tightly knitted together.

He was excited because the opponent seemed to be a powerful being that was beyond his reach. Challenging the strong always made Yang Chen excited.

But he was also confused——

Because he knew that the other party was very strong, but he also realized that the other party actually had no killing intention.

If not for this, the opponent should have killed him easily when he used the Star-Chasing Sword Technique just now, and it would not have been delayed until now——

Yang Chen's premonition was good.

After an unknown period of silence, a voice that made people's hair stand on end suddenly came from Yang Chen's soul.

"Who is speaking?"

Yang Chen was startled by this sudden move.

The voice coming from the depths of his soul had no origin yet, which inevitably made people think that Yang Chen had fallen into a hallucination.

But the voice from the other party finally dispelled Yang Chen's doubts.

"I have been waiting for the prophet on the astrolabe for a long time."

As soon as he mentioned the astrolabe, Yang Chen realized that he might have been close to the truth of the prophecy - the prophecy that was engraved on the immortal astrolabe of the giant race and had troubled the entire Shura world for 80,000 years. , are all the mysteries going to be solved one by one today?

"So, you are the one who wrote the prophecy?"

After experiencing the initial shock, Yang Chen quickly regained his composure. Now standing on the cliff, Yang Chen did not panic at all even when he was facing off against the giant god that reached the sky.

The face of the giant god transformed from Jingling Mountain was completely hidden in the clouds because he stood up.

But soon, he held the gilt chain in one hand, put his other hand on his chest, and slowly squatted down.

Now, Yang Chen could finally communicate face-to-face with the other party——

A head that was so huge that it was even bigger than the mountain peak Yang Chen was standing on appeared in front of Yang Chen.

"The prophecy was not written by me. I am just a defender of the prophecy - the real oracle comes from the will of Shura Dao, and the nine-tailed demon fox and the four kings are just the conveyors."

"The person in today's prophecy is here. I have three questions. You need to answer them. Everything will be judged by the will of Shura Dao."

"What to judge? What will happen to Po Zhi?"

The giant god was standing upright, but when he spoke, the voice did come from the bottom of Yang Chen's heart, so it did not feel deafening.

However, Yang Chen had too many doubts at the moment. He seized the opportunity and wanted to ask the other party, but he did not expect that the other party had no intention of answering him at all.

"Asking you about your original intention——"

"Second question about your desires——"

"Three questions about your beliefs——"

"Answer...answer...give the answer, and everything will have its own consequences..."

Three obscure questions dissipated between heaven and earth, like three thunders, exploding above Yang Chen's head.

Yang Chen was stunned...