Chapter 899: The Savior

"where is this place?"

Fang Yuan has been between sobriety and coma. At his level of cultivation, he will no longer be in a coma. However, he was seriously injured in a fierce battle with the Heavenly Demon, and his body suppressed countless powers of laws that did not belong to him. It was like being in a coma.

After sorting out all the laws that might hurt him, he slowly opened his eyes and looked left and right, only to find that he was in a cave, above his head, were black stalactites like fangs, and the place where he was sitting cross-legged was like a jade couch, and when he looked forward, he saw several bone-like dark monsters staring at him.

"Um?"

Fang Yuan was slightly startled, his mana fluttered, but he quickly suppressed it again.

He has already discovered that these dark monsters seem to be different from the outside world. Other dark monsters will kill people as soon as they see people, but these dark monsters are very calm, and there is even a bit of worry in their eyes.

The color of worry will only appear in the intelligent race of creatures, which is why Fang Yuan did not take action.

Those dark monsters were also very excited when they saw Fang Yuan. One of them shouted a few words, and soon outside the cave, many dark monsters poured in. They all looked strange in flesh, no different from monsters, except that they had no decay. More importantly, they were all wearing robes and some were wearing armor. What they said was familiar to Fang Yuan, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

"What they said was..."

Fang Yuan frowned slightly, and it took a while to react.

It was also because he was seriously injured and his mind was not sensitive, so his reaction was slow.

These dark monsters actually spoke fairy language, which roughly meant that the "man of prophecy" had woken up.

Fang Yuan also learned this kind of ancient fairy language from the old turtle in the South China Sea, so he could barely distinguish the general meaning, but when he learned it, he was only based on literacy, and he was not familiar with the pronunciation, and these "people" did not communicate with his spiritual sense, so it was difficult for him to listen. However, since the other party can speak, it means that they are indeed not real dark monsters.

It's just that Fang Yuan is a little strange, how could such creatures exist in the already dilapidated Great Immortal Realm?

Are they spirits born of dark monsters?

What does "the man of prophecy" mean?

Among the group of monsters, there was a tall figure with horns on his head, which looked like a crown. He seemed to be the leader of the group of monsters. When he saw Fang Yuan woke up, he was very excited. He strode forward and performed a very strange etiquette.

After a little thought, Fang Yuan took a dead branch from the cave and wrote on the ground, "Who are you?"

Seeing that Fang Yuan didn't seem to understand their words, the other party also had a headache, and suddenly saw Fang Yuan writing on the ground, which was still their ancient seal characters. He was overjoyed, took the dry branch from Fang Yuan, and quickly wrote on the ground: "The old department of Shangxuan Tianbei Palace leads the clansmen, ordered by the emperor to watch over the sky, waiting for the return of the savior mentioned in the prophecy of our lord Dixuan, and save thirty-three days!"

"Dixuan? A savior?"

Fang Yuan saw it, and frowned tightly.

He already understood that these dark monsters were definitely not the spirituality bred from the dark monsters, otherwise, they would not have memories of the past, and would not regard themselves as human beings. Judging from what they wrote, they turned out to be from the lineage of the immortal emperors of the ancient Great Immortal Realm.

After picking up the dead branches, he continued to write: "How did you become like this? What happened in the Great Immortal Realm?"

After reading Fang Yuan's words, the old department of Beigong seemed a little stunned, not understanding that Fang Yuan didn't understand all of this.

After a while, the leader got over the dead branch and continued to write.

It took a long while to communicate in words like this before Fang Yuan understood the origins of these people, and his expression was not only a little confused.

It turns out that these people are descendants of the descendants of the immortal emperors of the Great Immortal Realm. Their ancestors once followed the immortal emperors. When the "catastrophe" they called came, Dixuan helped them reshape their bodies and made them survive. The collapsed Great Immortal Realm reshape its old appearance.

This time, they discovered that someone was fighting with the Heavenly Demon. They watched from a distance, and saw that Fang Yuan single-handedly killed the invincible Heavenly Demon in this remnant world. They also saw that his flesh and blood were alive, and he was no different from the "savior" that Dixuan said, so they regarded him as the person in the prophecy.

"Cataclysm?"

"The person who prophesied?"

Hearing these words, Fang Yuan couldn't help frowning tightly.

He didn't know who the savior Dixuan was talking about was, but he probably wasn't himself. According to what these people said, the savior should know the past and the future, and have the ability to change the world and restore the broken Great Immortal World. How could he have this ability?

He is just more curious now, what is the catastrophe?

Could it be this cataclysm that made this majestic Great Immortal World look like it is now?

When those people saw Fang Yuan asking about the catastrophe, they were also a little confused. Obviously their knowledge was limited, but the leader quickly remembered something, and suddenly led the way first, signaling Fang Yuan to follow him. In the cave, he walked around for a long distance, and finally came to an extremely spacious quiet room, but in the middle of the quiet room, there was a stone tablet sitting on a stone platform.

"A stele from the sky?"

Fang Yuan was slightly surprised when he saw the stele.

The leader pointed to the stele and wrote on the ground: "The one who prophesied should be able to understand the ancestral stele!"

At this moment, Fang Yuan didn't explain much, so he walked forward slowly, and saw that the material of the stone tablet was exactly the same as the one he had seen in Tianyuan, and the handwriting was in the same line, obviously left by the same person, and the preservation was very complete, the handwriting on the tablet was full of words, and there was also a story written on it, he slowly sat in front of the tablet, read it intently, and read out the content of the story.

"There are fairy plants living in the north, who turn into women. They eat moonlight, drink dew, are flawless, exquisite and beautiful. The old woman in Xiancheng meets her when she collects medicine, accepts him as a disciple, enlightens her cultivation, and speeds up her progress. Immortal plants have just opened, and they gradually know the world. They especially like jade. An immortal name is Yao, and the immortal plant says that jade is its alliance. Flaws, dissatisfaction. Yao was born again to look for it, and after a hundred years, he got another jade as a gift. Looking at the fairy plant, the jade was slightly lacking, and he was dissatisfied. Yao was born again, looking for a sapphire to give it, but the lines were not beautiful, and the plant was not happy. Yao vowed to leave, traveled all over the world, searched for beautiful jade repeatedly, and was dissatisfied. Five hundred years, Yao met a demon and passed away.

"Wouldn't it be sad if you lost your spouse because of chasing beautiful jade?"

After Fang Yuan finished reading the contents on the stele, he remembered it in his heart, thought for a moment, and looked at the stele again.

If you want to know some secrets, you have to see the content recorded in the stone tablet.

After concentrating for a moment, he saw that Jiaolong, Lu Xinyao and the white cat were also being led over by someone, so he was relieved, and after giving them a few words, he suppressed the injury, and then concentrated his mind, and suddenly turned into a sword light, cutting into the stone tablet.

His mind fluttered and he sank into a dream.

Soon in this dream, he saw a great world slowly unfolding.

What I saw in this great world was exactly the one that ushered in after the Great Immortal Realm successfully refined the Primordial Dao Qi. For many years in the cultivation world, there had never been a time when it was not trapped by resources, but now it turned against nature and refined this kind of fetish. , looks like a perfect world.

But after such a long time, some new contradictions gradually began to emerge.

The Immortal Emperor sits in the Great Immortal Realm and controls the clans for a long time, but the clans are gradually dissatisfied with the Immortal Emperor's lineage sitting on the throne. They wanted to seize power with the Immortal Emperor. At first, there was only a little friction, but they were all suppressed by the Immortal Emperor's lineage. Feeling the dissatisfaction of the various clans, the Immortal Emperor gathered the primordial Dao Qi to control it, but unexpectedly, the various clans multiplied.

Regarding this period of history, the records in the stele are extremely clear.

Fang Yuan saw many ambitious people plotting in secret, and also saw countless conspiracies and tricks, and they came like a cloud of smoke. He saw a huge ideal fairy world, like a wildfire suddenly ignited, burning from bottom to top!

He was in a dream, and he seemed to be experiencing all this.

This made him extremely depressed. He really wanted to interfere in this dream world, but he couldn't.

He found that all of this happened so naturally. He saw the tyrannical and boundless powerhouses of the various clans, rebellious and unruly. No matter how peaceful their hearts were, they would not want to bow their heads every time they saw the Immortal Emperor, and even less would they still think about the overall situation when they were suppressed by the Emperor's lineage, and swallowed such anger every time...

He also saw the anger of the Emperor's lineage. As a clan that once led the immortals to conquer the Thirty-Three Heavens, as a clan that ordered people to refine such fetishes as the Primordial Dao Qi, and completely deduced the Great Immortal Realm to an unprecedented prosperity.

So, finally came to usher in that moment!

A battle flag appeared above the nine heavens, fluttering and flying!

God!