Long Live The Emperor!-Chapter 566 - : 31. In a Day and a Night, He Broke Through the Thirteen States

Chapter 566: 31. In a Day and a Night, He Broke Through the Thirteen States

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However, there was a vast ocean between the two continents. Terrifying nightmares would erupt on the ocean. If one died in the dream, they would die. The dream was the heart. If one achieved evil karma, they could attack the Tribulation Demons in the dream. If one achieved good karma, they could defend against the Tribulation Demons.

However, the achievement of good and evil did not only depend on choice, but also on one’s heart.

After this nightmare tribulation erupted, the sea could not be crossed.

This was because the Tribulation Demons in the Nightmare at Sea were many times stronger than those on land. Most importantly, the demon beasts in the sea would not be affected. They would crawl out from the bottom of the sea while you were asleep and eat you directly.

But correspondingly, those Transcendent Demonic Beasts are also unable to come to land for the same reason as us.

Teacher should already know what happened after that. The history books of this continent all recorded that the world was in chaos at that time, and the Wan Jian House was in danger of being destroyed at any time, so …

“I can become stronger while killing because this all-devouring snake is also my tenth head. When I kill, I can devour other people’s Life Providences to become stronger.

There were originally many experts on this new continent who could defeat me. After that, the more I killed, the stronger I became. Gradually, I suppressed all of them.

However, in the end, devouring ordinary Life Providences was no longer useful. One needed a heavy Life Providence.

Just like that, I killed many, many, many people. Then the Wan Jian House was at peace, and the world was quiet.”

Xia Ji knew Little Su’s temper, so he muttered, “”When you were in the ice and snow, did you sense any forces that were harmful to Little su?”

“Not at all,” Xu Lingling thought.

“Did you see the ancestor after that?” Xia Ji asked.

Xu Lingling said, “At the beginning of the Mountain and River Tribulation, I saw a person who was ridiculously powerful…” I only feel that that person is definitely not weaker than Teacher. In fact, he is much stronger in terms of physique, because he is basically an uninjured existence.

It was a burly man the size of a small mountain. He had withstood the full-powered attack of an incomparably terrifying Mountain River Demon and then extracted the Mountain River Demon’s spiritual energy, but it did not seem to be for his own use.

He asked me if I wanted to be his assistant, but I rejected him. He left, so there should only be one.

He should be the ancestor, right?”

Xia Ji didn’t recognize this, so he just memorized it.

Then, it seemed that Little Su’s memory loss mystery would require him to go to the next continent to find the follow-up clues. Before going to the next continent, he needed to go to the Small Mountain River Relic to increase his realm.

Little Su also needed some rest.

Thus, Xia Ji brought a lot of fasting pills and headed to the Myriad Sword Sect’s Small Mountain River Ruins.

He rode the wind and stepped into the Sleeping Moon Valley.

After his feet landed on the ground, the ground was loose and soft. There was also the fragrance of moss, spiritual grass, and exotic flowers. It was floating everywhere and refreshing.

He slightly recalled the last time he and Bai Su came here, and then walked towards a ravine.

He arrived in front of the ravine and stepped forward.

With a step, spatial ripples appeared. As the ripples spread out, the figure entered and disappeared.

When he reappeared, it was Xia Ji standing on the cliff of the small world.

He took a deep breath. The spiritual energy here was extremely rich, many times denser than the Wan Jian House.

He scanned his surroundings again. Green mountains and clear waters, ancient trees and new trees, lush and verdant. There were no signs of human activity at all. It was a desolate ancient forest.

The small world of the ruins was quiet, but there was definitely hidden killing intent.

This was because such a sealed world had long nurtured a terrifying Mountain and River Tribulation Demon.

Xia Ji still remembered the first time he had come here.

He only felt that the country was so beautiful.

However…

He also felt that…

I should be like this in the view of rivers and mountains.

He did not sit on the cliff according to Bai Su’s instructions.

He was not prepared to turn around and run away when something went wrong.

This was because the cliff was only at the edge of the Small Mountain River Ruins. Although the spiritual energy was many times denser than the outside world, it was only thin and barren to this small world.

Thus, he walked all the way to the center of this small world.

As he walked, the surrounding mountains and rivers began to slowly squirm. He walked past a canyon, only to find that the canyon had suddenly turned into a mountain peak. The mountain peak was rather deformed, and the peak bent toward his back as if it was spying on him.

He walked past a river. The river was originally silent, but suddenly, there was a sound of ” Hua La La “. This sound did not have the slightest hint of joy, but a hint of ” greed and anticipation “, as if a monster was drooling.

He was deeply devoted and walked through thousands of mountains and rivers alone.

Pairs of terrifying eyes were staring at him.

This world was full of malice.

It was like a pack of wolves watching a fattened prey walk into their midst.

No one had ever dared to come here.

No one knew what was hidden here.

However, Xia Ji could feel that the spiritual energy was getting thicker and thicker to an unimaginable degree.

He sensed it for a moment, then chose a spot with the densest concentration and sat down cross-legged.

He sat on a rock.

The stone was extremely dark and covered with strange, mysterious, and deep stone patterns.

It was like a huge mouth full of fangs.

Xia Ji sat there with his eyes closed, meditating.

The surrounding spiritual energy turned into a vortex, and the vortex, along with a tsunami, surged toward him.

His hands hung down casually as he endured the cleansing of the spiritual qi and began to attack the purple mansion between his brows.

Every month, he would wake up and eat a fasting pill. After that, he would continue to cultivate without stopping..