Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Chapter 1193 The Great Underworld

Su Ming listened to the old man's words and looked at the more than two thousand shadows outside the golden hall in the sky. His mind was shaken by the tragic meaning conveyed in the old man's words.

Just in the bottom row, there are a total of 881 ancestral souls, but perhaps only one of them is suitable for the bloodline of this ethnic group to sacrifice to the ascendant, which requires the sacrifice of hundreds of people who are qualified to ascend to the ancestors. People use their deaths to pave a path to advancement!

And obviously, different ethnic groups, even if they all belong to Wei, the Great Man Tribe, the Great Underworld Tribe and the Tianling Tribe, they all have to find the fusion ancestors suitable for their ethnic groups in the bottom row. spirit.

Due to the different choices of each ethnic group, there is no commonality, which makes this road to the top a bloody one, accumulated with lives.

And this is just the beginning. Even if you find the ancestor position suitable for the ethnic group in the bottom row, there are still the second to last row and up to the top. All the people who die along the way are strong people, all of them. People who are qualified to be promoted to ancestors will also make a tribe gradually wither away, until if someone can persevere, a true ancestor spirit can finally appear!

But in this world, it takes hundreds of thousands of years to do it, and time has not given each ethnic group such an opportunity. With the destruction of the tribal era, everything has turned into nothingness, along with the various ethnic groups that are considered the most precious by each tribe. The order and numbers of ancestors whose bloodline can be merged have mostly been buried in the dust.

In the silence, Su Ming saw the tall barbarian figure on the platform. He roared to the sky, and he stood up straight into the sky, rushing towards the last row below, excluding the only golden figure at the top. That is in the ninth row. The 567th ancestor ghost disappeared. As his body touched the ancestor's position for an instant, amidst the roars of countless barbarians on the ground below, for an instant... the ground fell into deathly silence.

Su Ming saw with his own eyes that the moment the big barbarian man touched the shadow of the 560th ancestor, his body trembled violently, as if unimaginable pain erupted in his body, and At the same time. The big man raised his right hand and grabbed it toward the sky, as if he had grabbed something from nothingness. Then he suddenly pressed it toward the ancestor's position that was merging with him.

"Eternal creation!" He said these four words. It wasn't the big man, because the big man's body had turned into ashes under the shock. A streak of red light flew out from his dissipated body, floating in the sky blankly, as if he wanted to lower his head to look at the tribesmen on the ground. One last look, but he couldn't do it...

His body was swept directly to the Spirit Advent Hall aside by a huge force of suction. When a shrill scream came out, everything calmed down.

The one who said those four words was the old man beside Su Ming, who spoke softly. Su Ming stared blankly at the red figure, whose soul was sucked away, and fell silent.

The sky is back to normal, and so is the Spiritual Advent Hall. The Hall of All Souls, all disappeared into the sky. There is only the silence of countless barbarians on the earth, and a deep sadness.

"Forever created, this is a technique unique to the Great Barbarian Tribe. It is difficult for outsiders to understand. Only people from the Barbarian Tribe can understand it... The strongest technique of the Great Barbarian Tribe.

Even this old man, who has experienced spiritual ascension eight times now, has to temporarily avoid the edge when faced with a powerful barbarian of the same level who performs the Eternal Creation. "The old man's voice echoed, turning into invisible ripples that rolled in all directions, causing the world to become distorted.

Until this scene disappeared in front of Su Ming's eyes, until everything around him returned to the white mist, as if he had awakened from the previous years and stepped into the current years, Su Ming sighed softly.

"Next, I will take you to see the ascended spirits of the Great Underworld." The old man next to Su Ming spoke calmly after a long time, flicking his sleeves, and immediately the feeling of the world reversing reappeared. When everything became clear, Su Ming had already moved away from the previous platform and came to a vast mist.

The mist here was extremely thick. Under the lingering wind, when the old man raised his right hand and waved, the mist dispersed, revealing a huge deep pit with no edges visible to the naked eye. There were at least hundreds of liters of water in this deep pit. They surrounded the spiritual platform, standing in the deep pit, and it felt like it was soaring into the sky.

"The Daman tribe is a tribe that I admire more. Although the people of this tribe are not good at scheming, their straightforwardness and fearlessness of death are not possessed by other tribes.

Including the Tianling tribe where I belong, they are not as good as the Daman tribe in this regard.

However, of all the tribes under the Wei Dynasty, including the Bakuai Daman tribe, there is only one that I admire the most, and even...a little jealous of, and that is the Da Ming tribe! "The old man stood on one of these hundreds of platforms, looked around, and spoke softly.

"Here is where the tribes added by the Great Underworld are located. This was a vast sea back then. That sea was called the Underworld Sea and was also called the Forbidden Land in Wei Zhong!

The Great Underworld is good at the power of time and years, and is good at the talent of seizing all things. There are even strong people who can open the gate of the underworld to create their own world... In addition to these three major talents, the most terrifying thing about the Great Underworld is... the lack of souls. Destroy! !

The soul is immortal. This is the supreme power of the Great Hades that can be understood by those who have turned on all three major talents of the Great Hades. Once understood, the soul is almost immortal. No matter how many times it is reincarnated, it will still exist. This point , makes people jealous and helpless. "When the old man sighed, he raised his right hand and waved. Suddenly the sky and the earth roared, the sky was shattered, countless fragments were swept and reassembled, and a wave of ripples swept across all directions.

Under this sweep, the world changed, as if dust was stirred up on a picture, revealing bright colors. As the ripples spread, Su Ming saw a world... belonging to the Great Underworld.

It was a black ocean. The seawater was rolling with waves. Hundreds of stone platforms stood in the seawater. There were stone platforms in all directions that seemed to be connected to the sky. On this stone platform, most people were sitting cross-legged at the moment.

Most of those figures were middle-aged. They were all wearing black robes with a hint of gray that looked like ghost shadows. They were sitting there silently. On the surrounding sea water, if you look around, you can see countless figures meditating. They are surrounding each platform. No sound came out.

Except for the sound of the waves, it can be said to be completely silent.

"The Great Underworld is a very quiet tribe, but it is also an extremely terrifying tribe. In terms of combat power, they may not be as good at fighting as our Tianling Tribe, but the survivability of the Great Underworld is... It's terrifyingly powerful.

There was even a saying at that time that if a catastrophe strikes, other tribes may fall, but the Great Hades will never fall. This is a nation that can rise again even if only one tribe member is left. "The old man looked at the black sea water and spoke slowly.

Su Ming was silent and looked at the tribesmen of the Great Underworld. He found another familiar feeling in them, which was different from the barbarians, like a soul.

"Ascension!" As Su Ming looked, calm voices came out one by one from the platforms on the sea. There were nearly a hundred people on those hundreds of platforms, and they were all ascending at the same time!

"This is also something that other tribes cannot do. Because it can change time and time, and because it has clones, the Great Underworld has a strong advantage when it comes to ascending spirits. They can ascend multiple people at the same time, so that they can better find hidden places. The order among the ancestors." As the words of the old man beside Su Ming echoed, the Hall of Souls immediately appeared again in the sky, with golden light and more than two thousand figures revealed.

Immediately afterwards, nearly a hundred people on the platform flew out and went straight to their respective ancestors' places. Su Ming watched intently. He saw the tribesmen of the Great Underworld, who turned into red figures and looked blankly. Looking at the sky, there was one person among the nearly a hundred tribesmen. The light from his body suddenly rose up with a dazzling golden light. He... After successfully merging an ancestor spirit position, he looked up to the sky and let out a roar.

The roar was so strong that it carried an indescribable aura. It was not the aura of a monk, it was the aura of Lingxian!

The waves roared, rolled into the sky, and swirled around. All the people of the Great Hades tribe had their eyes shining brightly. They looked at the sky and saw the only winner among the tribesmen after their failure. They slowly stood up and bowed together. .

"With the talent of the Great Underworld, we should be the fastest among the various tribes to be promoted nine times, but the coming of the Great Destruction will not give them, or us, this opportunity..." The old man sighed softly, He raised his right hand and grabbed the void. Immediately, the scenes in front of Su Ming were fragmented, and the original mist world gradually returned to its original state.

"With my cultivation, I can hide Sanhuang's will for the last time and extract a piece of his memory for you to watch and copy. This is the last time. After this time, I will give you a chance to choose.

You can choose the ascending platforms of Daman, Da Ming, and my Tianling tribe to ascend to the throne! The old man glanced at Su Ming, waved his right hand, and the world seemed to shrink as the heaven and earth roared. When Su Ming's eyes became clear, he returned to the outside of the cave where the old man was before and saw the white mountain peaks standing in the mist.

He even saw a stone platform appearing at the top of the mountain. At this moment, ripples spread from the stone platform, covering the surrounding area. An old figure was faintly visible sitting cross-legged on the stone platform.

"Don't look anymore." Su Ming suddenly said.

"I'm not from the Tianling tribe. No matter how much you observe, it's useless. Seniors can save their cultivation efforts and don't have to waste them." Su Ming had a look of determination in his eyes. The more he looked at this matter, the better it would be. If you watch too many scenes of turning into a red figure once you fail, your confidence will be disturbed.

The old man raised his right hand for a moment, and looked at Su Ming with a strange light in his eyes.

"So Da Ming or Da Man, which tribe do you choose for the spiritual ascension platform?"

"I choose the Spirit Ascension Platform of the Great Man Tribe!" Su Ming said firmly! (To be continued)