Chapter 1576 The Long River of Time, Darkness Descends (Update)

In the ancestral land of the Wind Clan, a great war ended, and the supreme Wind Ancestor of a generation fell. The vision of blood rain in the world had far-reaching impacts.

In various places of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, some top forces, such as the major immortal families and Taoist sects, also received the news and observed the major events in this area of ​​the sky through special means.

When Xu Xin's figure appeared in the sky of the ancestral land of the Wind Clan, everyone who saw this scene was silent, and the world lost its sound. This moment was extremely quiet.

Among the major top forces, many people seemed to be under a spell and did not move for a long time.

The destruction of the Wind Clan was really unimaginable to many people. The key was that Xu Xin's cultivation was not the highest, and the "Kill Me" realm was just barely ranked among the masters of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Compared with a long-lived family, it was really weak and pitiful.

But such a theoretical "ant" destroyed a "giant". Such a record shocked the universe and really shook the hearts of countless strong people, especially those long-lived families who had a guilty conscience. They only felt horrified.

The whole world was shocked, and all tribes were discussing it. The nine heavens and ten earths were in an uproar.

All the top forces were discussing it. Some were happy, some were worried, some were afraid, and some were disappointed.

Different forces had different moods.

"Boom..."

Above the ancestral land of the Wind Clan, Xu Xin took action again to clean up his spoils. The entire piece of pure land of the immortals was suppressed by Xu Xin with the "Suppressing Immortal Monument" into his own chaotic world cauldron, and everything was collected.

The Wind Clan has since become history, leaving only the word "rebellion" in their ancestral land. This is a shame that no one can wash away for them.

The power of the Wind Clan is huge. In addition to the ancestral land, there are branches everywhere in the nine heavens and ten earths.

But with the destruction of the ancestral land of the Wind Clan, all the top masters were wiped out. The remaining remnants could not even survive, and would be torn apart by various forces. The entire Changsheng family has completely become a thing of the past, which is even more miserable than the descendants of the seven kings who were persecuted by them.

The reason why the Wind Clan had such a fate was purely their own fault. First of all, it was an indisputable fact that they secretly communicated with foreign lands. In addition, the masters were wiped out, and everyone pushed the wall down. For the interests of the Wind Clan in various places, no one would let these traitors go.

The events of the Wind Clan had far-reaching influence, but it had little to do with Xu Xin now.

After he destroyed the Wind Clan, he set off again. He first went to the borderland, went to the original imperial city to continue the layout, and then went to the nine heavens and ten lands to find more opportunities.

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The battlefield of the immortals, this is an ancient land in the boundless sky, where there were fierce battles between true immortals. Even after an era, there are still too many mysteries there.

Countless years have passed. Since the battlefield of the immortals was excavated and discovered, a large number of cultivators have gone there every year to explore the ancient land.

It was a once sealed relic with many unsolved mysteries. Whether it was a strong man or an ordinary person, they might get their own opportunities.

The night was bleak, this was a broken land.

The cold moon was hanging high in the sky, and the ground was bare, with gravel everywhere and cracks like the abyss.

A stream of light fell on this ancient land, revealing the figures of Xu Xin and the little Qilin.

After Xu Xin killed the Dao, he left the Sky Horn Ant with Meng Tianzheng and let it follow Shi Hao, the naughty kid. He took the little Qilin with him, and after destroying the Wind Clan, he trekked all the way to practice, and finally came to this strange place.

Because of Xu Xin's existence, many things have changed, especially Shi Hao, the son of destiny. His cultivation level has improved faster than in the original time and space, and he has also contacted with the body as a seed faster, trying to break through the gods.

If Xu Xin hadn't interfered, Shi Hao should still be a naughty kid who makes trouble everywhere. It would take a long time for him to break through the gods, and he would encounter the situation of "one kind is hard to find" in the future.

But now, the naughty kid is close to success in using his body as a seed, and has taken a big step in practice. His strength is many levels stronger than before, and there are naturally more things that have changed.

Stars dotted the sky, and the reddish-brown land was filled with a murderous atmosphere.

Xu Xin and Little Qilin were walking on the battlefield, when suddenly a red tide surged, and the shadows of beasts swept towards them.

Those were groups of red-haired beasts, filling the horizon, galloping and roaring.

Each one was as big as a buffalo, shaped like a mouse, covered with red hair, screaming, staring with scarlet eyes, rushing at high speed, and the teeth in the bloody mouth were white.

This was not an ordinary beast, but the fierce aura on the battlefield, and even had a fairy aura. This terrible ancient beast was the most difficult to provoke.

When ordinary people faced this kind of beast tide, they could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge, but Xu Xin and Little Qilin had no intention of hiding. They just waved their hands and moved their legs, and destroyed most of the beast tide, leaving only a few remnants to flee for their lives.

The miserable appearance of these beasts was similar to that of the remnants of the Wind Clan that had been exterminated. Xu Xin was not interested in hunting down such little creatures. He let some of them escape by luck and went straight to the ultimate place of the Immortal Battlefield.

Deep in the Immortal Battlefield, there was a ruined platform. According to legend, in the past, one could become an immortal by climbing this platform.

Unfortunately, a great battle in the past had already destroyed this place. Now only half of it is left, like a broken mountain, dark and extremely depressing.

Xu Xin and the little Qilin successfully climbed onto the immortal platform, and then their figures began to blur and disappeared from it in an instant.

Their bodies seemed to be decomposed and turned into pieces after pieces, like leaves falling, and like light rain flying.

Xu Xin's soul seemed to be covered with dust, his mind gradually became dazed, his spirit was swaying, and then decomposed. He felt that he had turned into particles, one by one, glowing, leaving the original world, in reincarnation, in the afterlife.

In confusion, he seemed to see a river, years were surging, time was rushing, was that time? It was gone forever.

After an unknown period of time, Xu Xin's eyes bloomed with fairy light, and his double pupils protected his body and revived. His mind was shocked and awakened from the confusion, feeling the strange state, and he turned into particles, one by one, crystal clear, hanging in the eternal silence of nothingness.

And that long river of history, roaring, whistling from afar, waves hitting the sky.

On every wave, there is a peerless hero, majestic and extraordinary.

Each wave represents an era, and heroes best reflect the characteristics of that era. They stand on the waves, shining with brilliant light, illuminating the ages.

That was the change of the times, the passage of years, the ups and downs of the world, and the long river of history.

In the blur, he saw one scene after another of historical upheavals, with peerless heroes soaring into the sky, fairies shedding blood, people confused, and the common people shouting...

Some of these scenes were clear, some were blurry, some were recorded in ancient books, and some were unknown, too long ago, forgotten by the world.

Finally, he saw the boundless darkness coming and eroding the long river.

The mist was endless. It turned into a rolling black tide, drowning everything.

One cage after another came from the darkest end, fell into the long river of time, stirred up huge waves, and rose and fell in the river.

A whirlpool suddenly appeared on this river shrouded in darkness.

The light was bright, holy and flawless, and all the black fog was driven away.