Chapter 1308: Long-lost Wanggu

19 Apr, 2025

Chapter 1308: Long-lost Wanggu

Wanggu Continent.

It was dead silent.

The desolate wind did not blow from the surface of the sea. Instead, it was generated from different regions due to the continuous pressure of heaven and earth.

They grew larger and larger and swept in all directions. Finally, they stirred up the entire Wanggu Continent.

Wherever they passed, the whimpering sound was like a sad funeral song.

In the wind, the boundless mountains of the various cities were like stiff ancient dragons. Their backs were no longer covered with green scales, but layers of dark brown rock shells.

Plants were no longer suitable for growth.

Only the remnant flames of the earth fire seeped out from the cracks of the mountain range, burning the mountains of the various regions into charred corpses.

It was the 31st year of the Summer Departure calendar of humanity.

It had been twenty-seven years since Swordsage Grand Emperor swung his sword at the sky.

These 27 years were difficult for the Wanggu Continent.

The rumbling from the sky was like a countdown. It pressed heavily on the bodies of the tens of thousands of races in the Wanggu Continent. It was also like the sound of death.

Under this sound, the tens of thousands of races were forced to be equal in the matter of death.

Therefore, despair not only rose in heaven and earth, but also grew in the hearts of all living beings for 27 years.

Therefore … before the frost arrived, heaven and earth were already filled with killing intent.

The entire Wanggu Continent had become corpses, and the vegetation had withered.

The heterogeneity was getting thicker and thicker.

The sky was also crushed and stuck by the lead clouds. Even if the blood-colored setting sun occasionally leaked through the gaps in the clouds, the light and shadow cast on the cracked ground were only mottled like scars.

It was getting harder and harder to survive.

Even in the north of the Wanggu Continent, muffled sounds would often be heard on the ice plains. The ice that had not melted for ten thousand years would crack in pieces year after year.

The ice fragments carried the ancient wails and swept in all directions with the cold wind, crushing the withered yellow weeds into corpses on the ground.

As for the south, it was even more desperate. Wars between races for resources had formed battlefields.

In the countdown to death, more resources meant better tributes. This was the hope of the race's survival.

It was also a decree passed down from the holy land outside the sky seven years ago.

"When we descend, the five races with the most tributes will not be destroyed."

Therefore, the wars became frequent.

It wasn't until a year ago that the number of wars gradually decreased following the changes in the Sky Curtain.

Only the corpse-strewn battlefields and the dried black blood became witnesses to the chaos.

At this moment, the wind came from afar and swept past the battlefield. However, it could not take away the blood that had accumulated there. It could only make the faded scripture banners wrapped around the hilts of some of the broken swords dance in the wind.

He let out a dying whimper.

It became a part of the wind.

The entire Wanggu Land was oppressed.

As for the Forbidden Sea, it was the same.

The once surging waves had long since solidified into an ink-colored wall of water. The entire Forbidden Sea … had already become a sea of ice!

Occasionally, there would be cracks in the ice. Someone had once connected the patterns of those cracks together and discovered that it was actually a prophecy map that was gradually becoming complete.

Perhaps this was a warning that Swordsage Grand Emperor's heroic spirit had left for Wanggu.

And today …

The last stroke of the Ancient Shattering Painting was being completed amidst the crackling sounds coming from the ice.

During this process, the sound of the glacier cracking grew louder and louder.

At this moment, the heartbeat of the Ancient Ten Thousand Races was becoming more and more rapid.

This also included the Sea-Sealing County!

In the Sea-Sealing County, all the forces of the Great Saint Wave Region and the Great Black Spirit Region were gathered. Among them were the Seven Blood Pupils, Xu Qing's old friends, and the Black Sky Clan's worshippers.

Although they were all mentally exhausted and had endured 27 years of hardship, now …

Every one of them had an iron-blooded expression, with determination, and with … the will to die!

Wu Jianwu, Kong Xianglong, and Zhang San were among them.

All the forces of the Sea-Sealing County, led by Marquis Yao, formed a large formation and gathered all their power to look at the sky.

There was also Xu Qing's God Body, who was meditating cross-legged in the Immortal Palace under the Sea-Sealing County. Behind him, Zixuan had already opened her eyes in the Phoenix Hall.

It was not only the Sea-Sealing County that was like this. The rapid heartbeat also reverberated strongly in the Sacrificial Moon Region.

The Crown Prince, Ninth Grandfather, Eighth Grandfather, Third Grandmother, and the others were in front of the medicine shop in the Bitter Life Mountain Range. They looked up at the sky with solemn expressions.

Behind them, Ling 'er stood there.

She had already grown up. Her figure was tall and slender, and there were dragons and snakes circling around her. Her expression was firm.

The entire Sacrificial Moon Region was vibrating. That was the sign that the Inverse Moon Palace, the treasure that the Fifth Grandmother was in, was operating at full power.

Similar scenes were playing out in the entire Wanggu Region.

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In the depths of the Western Desert, in the ancestral hall of the Dark Bone Clan, the king of this generation was sitting on a throne made of thousands of strange bones. He was staring at the bone mirror in his hand.

What was reflected in the mirror was not his own face. Instead, it was the sky of the Wanggu Region.

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In the Ming Li Region located to the east of the Wanggu Region, as the strongest clan in this region, the Tian Jie Clan's mother nests were wriggling madly.

The shells of those giant cocoons were covered with eye-shaped markings, and green pus was oozing out of each eye.

In the largest mother nest, the Insect Queen of this clan sat cross-legged in the center of the nest. Twelve tentacles were twitching unconsciously, and three of them were broken.

Viscous liquid was still dripping from them.

It was trying to predict the survival of its clan!

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There was also the Turin Clan, which was close to the south. As a clan that had grown rapidly over the years by nibbling on small clans, they used their clan's ancestors as totems.

However, at this moment, nine of the twelve totem poles in the totem square were broken.

The clan leader's four eyes were bleeding. His expression was ferocious as he looked at the sky and fell into madness!

Other than the clans with gods, all the other clans were like this at this moment.

They were all on guard. In that tense atmosphere, under the suppression of despair, there was a fear of the future hidden in the bitterness.

However, they had to face it.

They all raised their heads and looked at the sky!

Especially … the human clan!

In the central region of the Wanggu Region, the imperial capital was perched on the Wu Platform!

The Empress was standing there.

She was wearing a gilded royal robe and a human crown.

The twelve crimson golden tassels in front of her did not move at all in the wind.

It was just like her firm heart.

At the end of each tassel was a phoenix marrow bead tempered by divine fire. On one side … it reflected the blood-colored divine pattern on the Empress Summer Departure's eyebrows, making it even more demonic.

However, on the other side, it reflected the black snow that stretched for thousands of miles outside the imperial capital!

To be precise, it was not snow. It was the sword energy that had protected the Wanggu Region for twenty-seven years. It was the sword energy fragments that scattered into the world!

They landed on the ground, on the mountains, and on the rivers, making helpless sounds.

In this sound, someone walked over quickly from behind the Empress.

It was a young man wearing a four-clawed dragon robe. His long hair was draped over his shoulders, and he looked thin with a hint of competence.

It was Ning Yan.

He was no longer the little fatty who was used as a weapon by Erniu. The current Ning Yan had lost his youthfulness. Not only did he look determined, but he also had the dignity of a crown prince.

At this moment, he walked over and stood behind the Empress, looking at the world outside the imperial capital. After a while, his gaze fell on the Empress in front of him and he spoke in a low voice.

"Mother, the Flaming Moon Mysterious Sky Clan sent out the emissary sent by our clan and announced that in the coming days, their clan will be sealed and no one is allowed to enter. They made it clear that they will not participate in the battle between our clan and the holy land.

"Not only the Flaming Moon Clan, but the Beiming Royal Clan in the north, the Crimson Land Daluo Clan in the west, the Nether Abyss Skeleton Clan in the south, and the Divine Descent Clan in the middle of the Wanggu Region have all isolated their territories from the outside world.

In the entire Wanggu Region, all the clans that worship the gods are like this. "

Ning Yan said in a low voice.

The Empress was silent.

She had expected this, but Ning Yan was unwilling to accept it, so he sent an emissary to the Flaming Moon Clan.

Gods were indifferent. Watching at this time was also in line with the heart of a god.

The Empress raised her head and looked at the sky.

The entire sky was tumbling at this moment, forming a huge vortex.

The size of the vortex was shockingly large.

As it spun, it was as if the sky had been gouged out of its eyeballs, and dirty blood tears flowed down. More and more sword energy fragments fell.

And in the center of the vortex, only those who had reached the God Altar Realm or those who had reached the Quasi-Immortal Realm, which had not appeared for tens of thousands of years, could see it …

In the depths of the vortex, there was a bloody scar that was continuing to crack!

Back then, the sword of the Sword Emperor formed a curtain of sword energy that covered the sky.

It could have extended the life of the Wanggu Region for 30 years and prevented the ancient immortals and the holy land from descending …

But now, its collapse began to accelerate seven years ago, and now it was coming to an end.

Three years in advance!

Vaguely, through the crack, the Empress could see the magnificent holy lands outside the sword energy curtain!

And the figures of the cultivators who walked out of those holy lands.

Some of them … were Quasi-Immortals!

The last Quasi-Immortal of the Wanggu Region was the Sword Emperor.

But the holy lands … their inheritance had not been broken!

And behind those holy lands, the Empress saw a vast body.

It was … the ancient immortal who had brought 27 years of suppression to the Wanggu Region!

Just looking through the crack, the Empress's mind instinctively stirred up waves. She could sense the terror of the other party.

Although her Godly Authority was special, it was insignificant under the aura of the other party.

It was like how a Quasi-Immortal could fight against the Summer Immortal!

So she could imagine the outcome. The moment the sword energy curtain shattered, it would be the time of the Wanggu Region's calamity.

"Unless … a sacrifice!"

The Empress's hand pressed on the white jade railing in front of her. She turned her head and looked at the Southern Phoenix Continent!

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