The memory of the villain was exposed and the heroine begged me for forgiveness

In the void universe, Su Qingqiu led the way through the starry sky, while Jiang Zhige and the others followed behind.

After a while, in the boundless pitch-black void, several people saw a space passage that was constantly twisting and changing in the shape of a black hole.

The power of the space channel is frightening, and it is huge. If Jiang Zhige does not release the power of the Great Emperor, his human body will look extremely small in front of it.

"This is the entrance to the Imperial Tomb in the heaven."

"Rouer, Ziyan, if you want to go together, you'd better be more alert."

Su Qingqiu's expression was serious. She only knew the location of the Imperial Tomb, but she didn't know how dangerous it was.

Nangong Rou also put away her playful attitude and nodded in agreement with a solemn expression.

Life was second to none, and she could not become Jiang Zhige's burden at this time.

"I'll check it out from the front. You guys can follow me."

Su Qingqiu volunteered to explore the way ahead, and Jiang Zhige and others followed closely behind.

He didn't feel much at first, but after his body came into contact with the space channel, Jiang Zhige suddenly felt an invisible force pulling on his body.

Jiang Zhige frowned. Although this power was not lethal, he hated this feeling of being out of control of his body.

At the same time, the three girls of Nangong Rou were also pulled by the same force. They realized something and hurriedly ran towards Jiang Zhige.

Unfortunately, that power did not give the girls time to resist. Only Mo Ziyan came close enough to grab Jiang Zhige's hand.

"Jiang Zhige! Protect yourselves before I find you!"

Before the scene in front of him collapsed, the only thing left in Jiang Zhige's ears was Su Qingqiu's shout.

The power pouring out of the Imperial Tomb passage is uncontrollable, which proves that the final destinations of several people are not consistent, and they may not be able to meet up inside.

Before Jiang Zhige could answer, the scene in front of him completely collapsed, and countless bizarre scenes followed one after another.

The scenes seemed both virtual and real, including scenes of the earth and future technology, which were dazzling and breathtaking.

Jiang Zhige couldn't help but sigh, the vast world is boundless, and everything is possible.

Even though he, a great emperor, has lived for a thousand years, he has heard and seen very little.

Perhaps only ancient powers like Tiansha, who have existed for more than a million years, can get a glimpse of the truth of the world.

When the scene in front of me fades away, there is only a white world with no end in sight.

"Teacher, Master?"

Jiang Zhige turned around when he heard the sound and found that Mo Ziyan, who was holding his hand, was always there and had not been moved to other places.

Sensing Jiang Zhige's gaze, Mo Ziyan hurriedly let go of her hand, for fear of causing his displeasure.

Jiang Zhige sighed softly, stretched out his hand to Mo Ziyan, and said: "The Imperial Tomb is full of unknowns, there is no need to be cautious."

Mo Ziyan's eyes flashed slightly, and she carefully held Jiang Zhige's hand as if she had found a treasure.

If you don't want to get lost, you should hold his hand. This sentence is most appropriate here.

Jiang Zhige and Mo Ziyan held hands mainly to ensure that she would not be suddenly taken away by some force.

"Girl, let's take a look at what's unique about the rumored Ancient Tomb of the Ancient Emperor."

"Um!"

Mo Ziyan nodded, feeling a warmth that had not been felt in a long time welling up in his heart.

Jiang Zhige was in front, and Mo Ziyan was behind. Holding hands, they began to explore the vast white world of nothingness.

As the two of them set foot, the world is no longer static and blank.

Some space fragments of the world, as well as strange and weird things, float in the white sky.

Through those space fragments, one can see the world inside, just like a mirror reflecting a foreign land. However, even with Jiang Zhige's power as an emperor, he cannot use these fragments to travel through space.

Among the space fragments, some exude the vitality of the resurrection of all things, while others exude the darkness and decay of death.

Jiang Zhige speculated that these fragments should be the power of broken space brought in when the great emperors fell.

As he watched, Jiang Zhige suddenly felt emotional.

The supreme emperor will eventually fall and turn into countless fragments scattered in the universe.

It is said that the great emperor is immortal. Even if his body is destroyed, his spirit cannot be destroyed. Just like these thousands of fragments, he will remain in the world forever.

However, it is just a high-sounding excuse. The annihilation of consciousness leaves only some fragments for the world to admire. What else can it be but death?

"If one day I also die and the fragments of my soul are scattered here, it may also reflect the scene of the world before I was born..."

Jiang Zhige thought to himself, will it reflect the scene on earth or the scene in heaven?

"No! Master will not die!"

At this moment, Mo Ziyan's resolute rebuttal suddenly came from behind.

Jiang Zhige looked back and was stunned.

At this time, Mo Ziyan had tears in her eyes and was looking at him stubbornly.

Jiang Zhige wanted to say that he was not exempt from vulgarity, but when he saw Mo Ziyan's tearful eyes, he stopped what he was saying and laughed softly: "Don't worry, I am the emperor, how can I die?"

Mo Ziyan felt better after hearing this, wiped her tears and nodded.

Jiang Zhige sighed inwardly, in fact, Mo Ziyan was not young anymore, but in front of his master, she always seemed to be the little girl who had not grown up.

If Jiang Zhige really dies one day, that innocent little girl who doesn't understand the world may also disappear completely.

Not long after walking on, the surrounding scene gradually became chaotic and violent.

Countless scattered sources carrying imperial power flooded in all directions, trying to crush Jiang Zhige and Mo Ziyan.

Mo Ziyan was only in the Wenxuan realm. Facing these ancient and vast pressures, she was like a wooden boat swaying in a violent storm, as if she was about to be submerged in the next moment.

"Girl, hide behind me!"

Jiang Zhige's face looked solemn, and the demonic energy lingering around him resisted the terrifying pressure.

Some of the wills of the great emperors that existed thousands of years ago have become confused and mixed after passing through the time in the imperial tombs. They no longer have a trace of holiness, only the terrifying power that wants to tear people into pieces.

The power of the emperor cannot be violated lightly.

Even if the body dies and the Tao disappears, these remaining powers cannot be looked directly at in the mortal body.

Mo Ziyan hid behind Jiang Zhige, trying her best to resist the erosion of the infinite imperial power.

If it weren't for Jiang Zhige in front of her, I'm afraid she would have been crushed into nothingness if she took just two steps.

I don't know how much time passed, but the two finally got through the chaotic place.

The surrounding scene became silent again, with only countless life soul fragments floating around.

Seeing the pale and frightened Mo Ziyan, Jiang Zhige decided to stay where she was for a while so that she could calm down the chaotic spiritual power in her body that was almost out of control.

Not long after resting, Jiang Zhige looked at Mo Ziyan's stunning face close to Chi Chi and suddenly sighed: "Girl, if one day I really die, what will you do?"

Perhaps no one can understand how heavy his responsibilities and pressure are now.

Being liked is a good thing, but unfortunately if you are liked to the extreme, it will hardly end well.

And Jiang Zhige is deeply loved by several stunning beauties. It would be a sin to choose anyone. If he accidentally loses his life, it will make their lives worse than death.

Thinking of the number of beauties who valued his life more than their own, it was as if they were trapped by inescapable shackles, so oppressive that it was almost suffocating.

For Jiang Zhige, a great emperor, this kind of shackles is definitely not a good thing, and it even prevents him from deciding his own life or death at will.