Chapter 6986 This Throne!

He carefully collected the lotus and put it into the Blue Springs Map.

The grass slowly came over, and it didn't know what the lotus was, but after a moment, the emerald green light at the tip of the grass turned pale white.

The grass took the initiative to hold up the half lotus and returned to the bamboo pond.

Ye Chen couldn't confirm what the lotus was and where it came from, but he understood that something that could make the grass close to it must not be evil.

Ye Chen continued to move forward and found that he had come to the bottom of the endless abyss.

Below here, there were endless white bones. Although there were no signs of life, some of their characteristics before death could be judged based on the skeletons.

These creatures belonged to powerful races before they died, but it was a pity that the years were too long and their skeletons were almost wiped out.

Since the ancient times, strong men have entered this sword-killing space and fell from the stone wall, or were sucked into pieces.

When Ye Chen saw this scene, he knew that there must be something strange here.

The space in front of him was submerged in chaos, and Ye Chen had to continue moving forward. Then he saw a throne in the silent place.

The throne was scattered with five-color brilliance. When Ye Chen approached, he found that the altar was close at hand, but far away in the sky, giving people a sense of trance and alienation.

Who left this huge throne, and which ancient creature did it correspond to? All this is unknown.

The mysterious throne lost in the depths of the void symbolizes the boundless power, located in a distant and mysterious area, showing the glory of the king.

After the endless nothingness dissipated, Ye Chen saw what the throne looked like!

Or he didn't see it very clearly, but only had a vague outline. The throne is made of mysterious substances, the seat is wide, it doesn't seem to accommodate humans, and there are surging chaos totems on the armrests on both sides.

Supreme, extremely sacred.

There is a trace of sacred breath in this dark throne, which seems a little surprising and weird, but it is natural, as if it is newborn.

Ye Chen originally thought that the call came from the worn silver armor.

But now he found that it was not.

A soft call came out, very weak and faint, almost imperceptible, but it was real.

Ye Chen stood there, his heart was struggling, the reincarnation blood in his body was boiling, and he made a sound of desire.

But his soul and intuition told him that he couldn't go.

The throne was calling him. Although it was sacred and solemn, and extremely powerful, it was too old and couldn't even resonate with the void.

Bang!

The throne seemed to be angry, emitting a chaotic black light, ancient and mysterious, belonging to the immortal way of the ancient times.

The armrests on both sides were like giant beasts, shaking constantly, breaking through time and space, as if carrying thousands of rules and manifesting.

Faintly, Ye Chen seemed to see the big words on the throne. He concentrated all his mind and didn't dare to neglect it.

Suddenly, flashes of light followed one after another, like another chaotic energy penetrating from ancient times, interrupting the divine light.

The hurricane roared, and the thunder was overwhelming.

The amazing vision blocked Ye Chen's sight and prevented the rules of this place from truly manifesting.

Ye Chen's expression suddenly changed. He knew that there was some inexplicable force preventing him from seeing the words on the throne.

But the more so, the more he aroused his fighting spirit.

Ye Chen directly activated the strongest reincarnation bloodline in his body, took a step forward, and the majestic and surging divine light, like the murderous intent in the annihilation of the stars, rushed straight to the void throne.

Thunder and hurricanes tried their best to obstruct, but under the supreme pressure of the reincarnation bloodline, they became extremely weak.

The king was angry, and all directions were shaken!

Ye Chen took this opportunity to step into the domain where the throne belonged and saw the true appearance of the throne clearly.

But just before he stepped in, the words on the throne disappeared.

Ye Chen was depressed, but he had no choice but to study the throne.

This throne was painted with various mysterious totems, which seemed to be a history.

Ye Chen had no time to study these things now. His eyes were on the back of the throne, where there was a trace of blood.

Moreover, this throne was engraved with stars in the sky, which was extremely mysterious and vast.

A wisp of spiritual remnant came from the throne and entered Ye Chen's consciousness.

Ye Chen's mind suddenly exploded with a bang, as if he came to a vast and boundless world, entered an ancient battlefield, and watched the gods and demons killing each other.

And in that ancient battlefield, the throne stood there, besieged by countless demons.

The person who ascended the throne had his back to Ye Chen. Although he was in human form, the momentum he burst out was extremely vast and majestic, not inferior to the thousands of feet tall giant Buddha.

Ye Chen roughly knew that it was this person who summoned him.

The climber wanted to break the battlefield, fight in public, slash the void, and maneuver freely. He was one of the most powerful beings in the world.

The spirit called Ye Chen to come over, eagerly.

Ye Chen had an impulse in his heart. He wanted to go to that ancient battlefield and fight bloody battles with the king on the throne to defend his glory.

However, his soul could only stay here and watch, because the world over there was blurry, and between him and the endless vast sea of ​​gods.