Chapter 3493 Welcome the Ancestors (1)

Chapter 3536 Welcome the Ancestors (1)

In early September, as the world situation intensified, the seven immortal realms gathered together again.

Each immortal domain agreed to provide part of the immortal blood, as well as the imperial blood of their emperor ancestors, to ensure that Emperor Xuanwu's son could break through to the imperial realm.

Each fairyland is willing to donate enough resources to Lei Ancestor of Cangling Fairyland.

Tianmu handed over the Divine Origin Crystal to the Heaven-Devouring Demon Clan, but asked the Heaven-Devouring Demon Clan to ensure that the demon son was promoted to the imperial realm at all costs, even if it meant pouring the imperial blood of their ancestor, the Great Heaven-Devouring Emperor.

During their retreat, the seven emperors must share the same hatred and fight against the Holy Mountain. They must not let the Holy Mountain interfere with this breakthrough.

"It's finally about to begin." Grand Uncle Hao Cang breathed a sigh of relief after seeing off the lords of the Immortal Domains. After ten days of worry and worry that the emperors and ancestors would object, Gao Xuan's heart was finally relieved.

As long as the blood of the Immortal Blood Emperor from each Immortal Realm is sent over, they can ensure that Emperor Xuanwu quickly regains his strength after being promoted to the Imperial Realm.

That's right, they need the blood of each immortal realm, not to ensure that Emperor Xuanwu breaks through. Because relying solely on the resources of the Chaos Immortal Realm and Huangtian Immortal Realm, as well as the complete ancestral dragon head, and the resources prepared by their sky curtain, they can completely ensure the breakthrough of Emperor Xuanwu. What they have to do is to ensure that Emperor Xuanwu can improve his strength in the shortest possible time after his breakthrough and return to his former peak.

"Will the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Emperor notice anything unusual?" Taishu Tiankun was still a little worried.

"The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Emperor devotes all his attention to resisting the Thunderous Overlord Mountain. Even if he notices an abnormality, he will blame it on the Divine Source Crystal." Uncle Hao Cang is not worried. The Divine Source Crystal involves the forbidden power of the world. If the Sky-Swallowing Demon Son wants to devour it, it will inevitably cause all kinds of chaos. And the Sky-Swallowing Demon Emperor is busy resisting the sacred mountain. He can only release his own emperor's blood as much as possible and use the emperor's blood to help. The emperor suppressed the divine source.

As long as the Demon Emperor's imperial blood continues to pour into the Emperor's body, the divine source can quietly change the Demon's soul according to their expected arrangement.

"I hope everything goes smoothly, otherwise if there is a slight mistake, the seven emperors from the nine sacred mountains will directly target our sky." Taishu Tiankun really admires Taishu Haocang's calmness. This not only involves hundreds of thousands of emperors. Nian's arrangement even involves the life and death of their entire clan. Faced with such an unprecedented situation, Grand Uncle Haocang actually withstood the pressure and carried out the arrangement calmly and calmly.

"It's time for us to wake up our ancestors." Uncle Hao Cang turned around and walked towards the restricted area of ​​the sky. He was not really calm, but had to be calm. He is the leader of the clan, and he is fortunate to shoulder the important task of reviving the emperor. Now the atmosphere of the whole clan is exciting and a little uneasy. If he does not calm down, it will definitely affect the atmosphere of the whole clan.

He must show the courage and confidence to win, and he must show the same proud posture as always.

Deep in the sky, there is a undulating mountain range surrounded by more than a dozen towering mountains. It seems nothing unusual, but this place is actually an illusion, with thirty-six layers of seals covering up the real picture.

Taishu Haocang and Taishu Tiankun passed through the seals one by one, and the scene in front of them suddenly changed. This was not a mountain, it was clearly a cemetery.

The vast wilderness, the dark land, is desolate and dead, and the earth is crisscrossed with shocking rivers of blood.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have been able to imagine that such a terrifying place was buried deep in this vibrant forest, let alone such a bloody place hidden in the seemingly peaceful Tianmu clan.

The sky is dark, the earth is desolate, and only the river of blood is rushing, spreading vertically and horizontally.

Blood rivers are carefully engraved spells. There is no room for any deviation in the position, width, and angle of each blood river. Even the flow rate of blood in the blood river is strictly controlled.

In the depths of the criss-crossing Blood River Talisman, there are thirty-eight palaces made of black stone, covered with spiderweb-like blood patterns.

They are like the blood vessels of the palace, continuously sucking the blood from the blood river, making people's hair stand on end.

At this moment, this terrifying restricted area is already filled with members of the Tianmu tribe, all covered in blood-clothed clothes. They bow their heads towards different stone halls and chant ancient mantras. Their desolate and pious voices float faintly in the dark world. , like a chant under the apocalypse, shaking the soul.

After seeing Taishu Haocang and Taishu Tiankun, Taishu Mingyuan nodded slightly and continued to look into the distance.

Taishu Haocang and Taishu Tiankun came here, stared at the stone palace in the vast earth, and lowered their heads piously and respectfully.

This restricted area was the magic circle that Emperor Qianyuan personally arranged before he decided to dismember it, and left behind the ancestral motto that he has adhered to for generations - the blood of the clan nourishes the ancestors!

That is, after the death of Emperor Qianyuan, the whole clan began to live a low-key and peaceful life. They could not interfere in external affairs or provoke the fairyland. Later generations of descendants should devote themselves to studying martial arts, strengthen their bloodlines, and select every immortal martial artist with pure bloodline to sleep in their heyday. Then generations of descendants must join the blood river and transform into blood water at the age of a hundred to provide ample energy for their sleeping ancestors. Blood energy and soul power ensure that you can sleep without dying.

It is because of this cruel ancestral precept that Tianmu has experienced a hundred thousand years of immersion.

Their bloodline is actually very powerful, otherwise it would be impossible to give birth to a peerless genius like Emperor Qianyuan, forcing the nine sacred mountains to unite to persuade him to self-destruct. Therefore, during the 100,000-year slumber period, they gave birth to countless Huangwu, and even cultivated He recruited thousands of immortal warriors, and then selected the most powerful ones from these thousands of immortal warriors, as well as those with the emperor's pure bloodline, and entered the Blood River restricted area to sleep at their peak.

After one hundred thousand years of immersion and one hundred thousand years of preparation, they had slumbered thirty-eight Immortal Warriors, some of whom had inherited the emperor's true bloodline, and some were peerless geniuses who had the qualifications to challenge the Immortal King.

Uncle Haocang has pure blood. According to the clan rules, he should actually sleep in the near future and become one of the Blood River Stone Palace. However, when the emperor's head is born, the world situation changes suddenly. He will lead the whole family to open the "sky curtain", awaken the emperor, and declare war on the sacred mountain.

"We are ready." The Tianmu clan elders looked at Taishu Haocang in turn, with solemn expressions and calm eyes, but their slightly clenched hands showed their nervousness at the moment.

"Clan leader!" Great Uncle Mingyuan and Great Uncle Tiankun cheered up deeply, straightened up, and looked at Great Uncle Haocang.

Uncle Hao Cang walked to the front. He didn't say anything more, and there was no need to say more. He raised his hand high and pressed forward: "Start!"

A calm and low voice, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, sounded in the desolate and silent world.

More than 100,000 tribesmen trembled slightly, and excitement flashed in their eyes. They quickly calmed down, dispersed throughout the restricted area, and knelt down in worship.

From this moment on, they have been waiting for a hundred thousand years!

From this moment on, they have been preparing for a hundred thousand years!

One hundred thousand years, so many generations of inheritance, so many generations of expectations, so many generations of wishes!

Finally... in their generation...

The low chant gradually became louder, resounding throughout the restricted area and echoing around the world.

Taishu Haocang suddenly raised his hand, rolled up his sleeves, bowed and saluted each stone palace in turn, and shouted loudly: "Great uncle Haocang, the 2168th generation grandson of Emperor Qianyuan, Welcome all ancestors... out of the coffin!"

The chants of one hundred thousand tribesmen became louder and louder, bold and powerful, shaking the world.

They kowtowed to the river of blood, expressed their gratitude, and prayed.

They kowtowed to the stone temples everywhere, expressing their awe. Ancestors...you can wake up...