Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 367 Endless Road

The roads on the four paintings are all connected together.

The road was entirely made of bluestone slabs, and it was pitch black on both sides. Yang Chen looked at it for a while, and felt a feeling of sinking into it, as if this road had some magical power, attracting Yang Chen.

"Emperor!"

Gu Tianji snorted coldly.

Yang Chen woke up suddenly, cold sweat dripped down his face, and he felt a cold swish on his back, with indescribable panic. What is the origin of this road? Even he can be attracted?

You know, although Yang Chen's current cultivation base is not strong, he is still a man in two lifetimes, and his mental strength is far beyond that of ordinary warriors. But even he was attracted by this road.

"It's so dangerous..." Yang Chen exhaled, and said, "Senior, have you ever seen this road before?"

"No." Gu Tianji was silent for a while, and said: "But this thing is too weird, it is easy to be sucked in if you are not careful, the emperor should put it away first."

Yang Chen nodded, and stretched out his hand to put the four paintings away.

But just when he touched the four paintings...

boom!

On the road in the painting, a dazzling light suddenly burst out, instantly enveloping Yang Chen.

The dazzling light made Yang Chen unable to open his eyes. The next moment, he felt his surroundings were spinning, as if the world had turned upside down. Yang Chen wanted to exclaim, but was horrified to find that he couldn't make the slightest sound no matter what.

When he recovered...

The surroundings suddenly changed.

The surrounding area is pitch-black, like a black hole, and the bottom of his feet is not a cave where he rests, but a bluestone road. The road is endless, stretching forward, I don't know where the end is...

The place at the end is also pitch black, and even the light will be swallowed up quickly.

Here is the world in the painting!

"I came in?" Yang Chen opened his mouth, and soon calmed down. After taking a deep breath, he began to sense Gu Tianji in his body: "Senior? Senior! Are you there, senior!"

Inside, there was no response at all.

It seems that he is the only one in the world in this painting.

"Where is this place?"

Yang Chen's expression changed, he couldn't help walking to both sides of the road, and then he was stunned.

Under the cobblestone road, there is a bottomless abyss...

Yang Chen stretched out his right hand, spiritual power gushed out, trying to illuminate the bottom. However, when the light passed through, it was quickly swallowed up, and it was so dark that it was impossible to see clearly.

And this road is impressively suspended, and there is not even a single supporting stone pillar underneath.

On the bluestone board, some mysterious runes, even ancient characters that even Yang Chen had never seen before, were engraved on the bluestone board, like kowtowing, following the road and stretching out.

"Where is this place?"

Yang Chen frowned, raised his right hand, and pointed around——

"The Great Nirvana Finger!"

Whoosh...

The pitch-black fingers whizzed out, and they were instantly submerged in the darkness, without even the slightest disturbance.

It seems that trying to forcibly break this space is not feasible.

Yang Chen pondered for a while, clenched the five fingers of his right hand, and the strength of Manxiu instantly gathered on his fist, and then punched hard at the bluestone slab under his feet. Hearing a "bang", the ground suddenly buzzed and trembled, but when he raised his fist, there was not even a single crack opened.

Yang Chen frowned, pulled out the Shocking Evil Sword behind him, and quickly swung a few swords——

"Ding Ding"!

The metal slammed on the ground, making a harsh sound, and sparks came out of the collision.

but……

This bluestone slab was extremely hard, under the attack of the Shocking Evil Sword, not even half a crack appeared.

"The ground is so hard, is this really a stone road?" Yang Chen was a little puzzled, he knew the power of the Evil-Shocking Sword, not to mention the stone, even the hardest black iron could be cut easily. But on this ground, there is not even half a crack left?

"Do you have to go to the end to get out?"

Yang Chen sighed, put away the startling evil sword, and then rose into the air, ready to fly towards the end. But just as he soared into the air, a huge pressure came from above, which directly knocked him down from the air, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Damn it, is there still a restriction in this place?"

Yang Chen frowned and got up from the ground. He tried a few more times, but still couldn't fly. As long as he had the slightest thought of flying, huge pressure would surge out from around him, directly crushing Yang Chen to the ground, unable to move.

After five or six attempts, Yang Chen sighed and gave up the idea of ​​flying. Then he raised his feet and walked towards the depths of the road step by step.

This road is single and ordinary, without any decorations...

The bluestone slab and darkness seem to be the only style here.

Yang Chen kept walking, kept walking.

I don't know how long I've been walking...

This road has no end in sight, or in other words, this road has no end.

In the deep place, he couldn't see any light.

The day passed quickly.

Yang Chen was still walking non-stop. During this day, Yang Chen didn't have any rest. What surprised him was that he didn't feel the slightest bit of fatigue here, and he didn't even feel dry mouth or hunger.

Soon, the next day passed.

Yang Chen still didn't go out.

The road is endless and stretches without end.

But Yang Chen's heart was already a little irritable, he felt that he could not see any hope.

Are you going to die here?

Until the fifth day, Yang Chen's face was extremely ugly, his two shoes were worn out, Yang Chen threw them away, and let him walk on the road barefoot.

Fifteen days later.

Yang Chen's clothes already smelled bad, and his hair was also disheveled, as dry as weeds.

Yang Chen took off his shirt directly, and continued walking shirtless.

after a month.

Yang Chen's hair has grown, and his face is covered with stubble. His whole body has a sense of vicissitudes, like a decadent middle-aged uncle. His eyes were red and swollen, bloodshot, and it seemed that there was an emotion that was being suppressed and would explode at any time.

On this road, there is no hunger, no fatigue.

and no one...

Yang Chen seemed to be the only creature in this world, and what supported him to live was only the thought of going deep and reaching the end.

Gradually……

Yang Chen couldn't remember how long he had been gone, maybe a year, maybe ten years.

His clothes were long gone, and even the clothes in the storage bag were thrown away by Yang Chen. He was naked and walked on this road non-stop.

But Yang Chen's mentality has changed.

From the boredom and anger at the beginning, it gradually turned into peace.

His eyes were no longer bloodshot, but peaceful and deep.

finally……

Yang Chen saw, for the first time, a building appeared in front of him.

That is a door.

An old monk stood in front of the door.

About seventy or eighty years old, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

When Yang Chen saw him, he wasn't surprised at all, as if nothing that happened in this world could touch him anymore.

He stepped forward and asked lightly:

"How long have I been gone?"

The old monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "You have been walking for three years and eight months. This is just the first intersection. I will wait for you at the next intersection."

After the old monk finished speaking, his whole body turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared in front of the door.

Yang Chen didn't speak. After taking a look at the door, he raised his foot and stepped over.