Chapter 2361 Huangdi, Xuanyuan!

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Inside the splendid hall, a middle-aged man who looked about forty years old, with a majestic expression and an aura like mountains and seas, was dressed in a dragon robe, sitting high on the huge throne, motionless.

His eyes were looking in the direction of Wang Chong and others, his expression was compassionate and peaceful, as if he had been silently waiting for something.

When seeing this figure, everyone can't help but feel a sense of admiration and respect.

The first ancestor of humanity, Huangdi Xuanyuan!

When he saw the figure on the throne, a thought flashed through Wang Chong's mind, and he immediately understood something.

This is the source of the Chinese civilization in Middle-earth.

It was the man on the throne who unified the world, established China, created civilization, cherished things and loved the people, and then the continuous civilization of China came into being.

What this man established was not only geographical unification, but also the soul of the land of China.

Wang Chong never thought that he would meet the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor in such a way.

But deep down in his heart, Wang Chong knew that he also had another unknown identity.

Destiny Experimental Subject No. 2!

When Wang Chong appeared at the gate, he could already clearly feel the call from another Stone of Destiny in the body in front of him, and this feeling was getting stronger and stronger.

At this moment, Wang Chong's heart was filled with confusion. Even Wang Chong had never thought at first that the person on the throne was actually a time traveler like himself.

But soon, Wang Chong turned around and looked at Little Nightmare, who had only his spiritual body left and a sad look on his side. He passed by Wang Chong and walked towards the hall in a state of despair.

Everything has been seen at a glance. What opened up this huge world in the depths of the Heavenly Palace is the grass that it has never forgotten in its heart. Wang Chong and Li Xuantu have actually known this for a long time, but for Xiao Xiang, I am afraid that it will not be until At this moment, it truly believed the facts before it.

The grass that had grown up with it, been inseparable since childhood, and was regarded as both its master and friend, was really gone, and disappeared forever.

"Lord...Master."

When arriving at the throne,

Little Nightmare finally couldn't help but threw herself on the corpse and howled loudly, making those who heard the sound shed tears.

And Wang Chong couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.

The little nightmare may be just a beast, not a human, but its emotions and soul are actually the same as humans.

"I'm late!"

At the same time, a long sigh, filled with endless sadness, suddenly sounded throughout the entire hall.

Just between Wang Chong's eyebrows, a little golden light burst out. In an instant, the misty brilliance formed a light and shadow in the void. The man with a high crown and a broad belt looked at the figure on the throne, and his eyes revealed Endless sadness.

It's Guangchengzi!

Wang Chong looked at this figure, but he didn't look surprised at all.

This was a spiritual imprint that Guangchengzi left on him before he set off. What he saw in front of him was just an illusory image without any special abilities. His body was still on the ground, still in Xiling.

"Boy, I was hoping you could do me a favor!"

A voice rang in his ears, and Wang Chong remembered what Guang Chengzi said to him in front of the dragon-shaped stone statue in Xiling before setting off.

"I don't know what the senior's instructions are. As long as I can do it, I will do my best."

Wang Chong said at that time.

"It's not that troublesome. I just need you to help me with one thing."

The sound of wind surged, and in Wang Chong's eyes, Guang Chengzi stretched out a finger and touched Wang Chong's heart, leaving a spiritual mark.

"Senior, what is this?"

"No need to ask more. If you can't get there, it means nothing. If you can get there, everything will be clear. Hey, maybe I'm overthinking it..."

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This conversation finally ended with Guangchengzi letting out a long sigh.

Guangchengzi didn't say much, and Wang Chong didn't ask any more questions.

However, at this moment, thinking about it again, Wang Chong suddenly had a feeling in his heart that master and disciple were connected. Did Guangchengzi actually know something about this action before setting off?

Did he know before taking action that this was Xuanyuan?

But it only took a moment for Wang Chong to come back to his senses.

This is the time that belongs to Xiao Yan, Guang Chengzi and Xuanyuan. This is the time that belongs to the master-servant and master-student pair more than a thousand years ago. At this time, nothing is important anymore.

Wang Chong stood aside silently and did not interrupt.

"Tokiya..."

"Fate..."

"Master, it's still too late after all!"

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Guang Chengzi closed his eyes in pain, with a look of extreme sadness on his face. Wang Chong was behind him and even saw his clothes trembling due to excessive sadness.

At that moment, Wang Chong was deeply moved.

Just a wisp of spiritual imprint will not cause such tremors. There is no doubt that his spirit is almost out of control. Moreover, Guang Chengzi in front of Wang Chong has always given people the feeling of being cold, harsh, and unapproachable. Favors can repel people thousands of miles away.

But at this moment, Guangchengzi felt extremely fragile, like an ordinary old man immersed in sorrow, and even the whole person seemed to have aged a lot.

To others, the figure on the throne may be just a high-ranking legend full of respect, but to Guangchengzi in front of him, it is his disciple and a living person. He once poured many thoughts into him. With all the hard work, there is still hope.

They are masters and disciples, perhaps also friends, confidants, and relatives.

We just met again, but we were already separated by life and death!

"senior……"

Wang Chong sighed, finally took steps, walked forward slowly, and comforted:

"My condolences, I believe that if Xiaocao was still alive, I wouldn't want to see you so sad. The top priority is to stop the sky and prevent the tragedy from happening again!"

Huangdi Xuanyuan, Qin Shihuang, Huo Qubing, Ge Zhu... and countless people on the road to heaven who have turned into mummies and can never leave here. These people were all lured into this place by heaven, and were eventually killed by heaven.

Including the more than three million people in the capital below the Tiangong, if this is not stopped, there is no telling how many people will die in the hands of the sky.

Moreover, Wang Chong also believed that Huangdi Xuanyuan's physical body did not decay after his death, and he split the world in the center of the Heavenly Palace, making it impossible for the Heavenly Palace to use its full power. He should have understood all this.

All of this happens for a reason.

He must have left something behind.

This is what Limu calls the "mission" he shoulders!

"Master, please help Xiaocao take revenge!"

At this time, Xiao Yan also suppressed the grief in her heart, raised her head and looked at Wang Chong in front of her and said:

"No matter what, God must die!"

At the end of the sentence, Little Nightmare's eyes turned red, with deep-seated hatred bursting out of them.

"Um."

Wang Chong nodded seriously.

Needless to say, Xiao Yan would not let Tian go.

"boom!"

Wang Chong stepped forward and walked forward. Right on Huang Di's forehead, he had already felt the existence of the fragment of the Stone of Destiny. As long as he took back the "Stone of Destiny", his "Stone of Destiny" plan would be completed. ” will make great progress, and at the same time, it will end the hope of heaven.

No matter what, he will never let the Stone of Destiny fall into the hands of "Heaven".

However, it was too late and then it was too late. Just when Wang Chong stepped forward and was only one step away from the throne——

"boom!"

Wang Chong's right foot stepped on a secret, palm-sized small formation in the middle of the steps.

The formation was so secretive that even Wang Chong didn't notice it.

And in the eyes of everyone, where Wang Chong's feet landed, light burst out, and a special pattern suddenly appeared on the steps. It was a pattern somewhat similar to Tai Chi, but it was at the "S"-shaped boundary between Yin and Yang. , but it is a meandering golden pocket true dragon.

With a rumble, the strange pattern expanded rapidly, turning into streaks of light and shadow, like running water, quickly radiating to the entire hall, but in an instant, the entire Heavenly Emperor's Palace began to tremble violently.

The majestic, endless ocean of energy inside also began to stir.

Not only that, Huang Emperor Xuanyuan, who had been sitting motionless on the huge throne, suddenly moved as if he came to life.

"Crack!"

There was just a crisp sound, and in front of everyone's eyes, Xuanyuan's right hand placed on the armrest of the throne moved imperceptibly. Although it was only the smallest movement, everyone's expressions changed.

"Owner!"

"Disciple!"

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The most excited people at this time were Xiao Xiang and Guang Chengzi.

The thing on the throne was originally just an empty shell, but at that moment, the two of them suddenly felt an almost impossible mental fluctuation in Xuanyuan's body. This sudden change surprised the two of them.

Wang Chong on the side was also very surprised, but it only took a moment for Wang Chong to realize that the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan on the throne had not come back to life. What everyone felt was just a residual mental consciousness left by him more than a thousand years ago.

This spiritual remnant consciousness has been in a sealed state until Wang Chong stepped on the real dragon pattern on the steps, which triggered this spiritual remnant consciousness.

Although it seems incredible and seems to have a lot of accidental elements, Wang Chong believes that if the person who left all this was the one thousands of years ago, everything should be as he expected, and everything was intentional. for it.

As soon as this thought passed through his mind, Wang Chong felt a tremor coming from his waist the next moment.

The Xuanyuan Holy Sword Wang Chong had been hanging on his waist, with the hilt held in his left hand. But at this moment, Wang Chong felt that the Xuanyuan Holy Sword in his hand suddenly became extremely hot, like a soldering iron. Not only that, the sword The body in the scabbard kept trembling, as if it was suddenly attracted by a strong force.

"Qiang!"

In the lightning and stone fire, there was only a clear and long chant, and the Xuanyuan Holy Sword on Wang Chong seemed to have come to life. It suddenly broke through the air, flew out from Wang Chong's waist, and automatically fell into the great bank on the throne. The figure's hands.

"The object returns to its original owner", the sculpture-like Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan on the throne immediately erupted with a misty brilliance.

"Destiny Experimental Subject No. 10 is finally waiting for you."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Wang Chong's mind, the voice was extremely loud.