Although this is a thousand-year-old corpse, it looks like an old man who accidentally fell asleep while meditating. His smooth skin seems to have a little moisture and luster and is intimate. It is deep, but it is a little melancholy. There seems to be countless sorrows between his slightly frown eyebrows.

And just next to the old man who was sitting in a meditation posture, there were extremely inconsistently placed a pile of less than thirty empty halls. It seemed that this old senior named Wu Shen could not bear the infinite sorrow in his heart and had to drink to drown his sorrow.

"Why is this? Is this history really so heartbreaking?"

Ye Shaohao was in a state of dismay. When he saw the old man who had died silently, Gu Jing Wubo's mood had fluctuated rapidly. A heart of Tao trembled sharply as if he had met a demon in his heart. He was so heartbroken that he almost got into a devil.

The soldiers who died all their tribesmen did not come back. The warriors who were about to open the road of heaven did not return, leaving only a bloody continent and broken limbs.

Why should we be killed? Why can’t man and God coexist?

How long did we yearn to enter that noble and sacred place, but we didn’t want to pray for many years but only brought us the bloody Shura to the earth.

Fighting for our home, this place was originally our home.

So what if we don’t have that damn place, so what if we just live here alone for thousands of years? One day we will open up the dusty road.

One day, old friends who have gone far will return.

Pictures suddenly appeared in Ye Shaohao's mind, as if he was in a blood-red battlefield. Above his head was a broken sky, and a whirlpool that was thousands of miles long appeared in the void, as if he had penetrated a big hole that day.

In front of me were corpses falling from the sky, terrifying energy flowing constantly flying and moving millions of warriors wearing various warriors with war armors of various colors, with a bit of confusion in their eyes. They were quietly displayed in front of Ye Shaohao, and were filled with turbulence in time and space, and roars and shouts everywhere.

It seems like traveling through ancient and modern times. At this moment, there is no sound or movement. It seems that the past and present are overlapping together. This is a heartbreaking history. The god of martial arts fell and old friends walked away, and despair was everywhere, as if there was no future.

What Ye Shaohao, who had already fallen into this intoxicating state, didn't know that he was standing in this small practice room and feeling the depressing aura filled with all around him, sitting cross-legged on the ground at some point. His confused eyes had no focus, but he stared straight at the palm of the Wushu God who had been sitting in front of him for many years, which had been twisting his handprints.

And in that palm, there was a crisp leaf quietly. The green color did not fade at all because of the passing of time. It exuded a magical aura that made people intoxicated at this time.

“Where is this place?”

Ye Shaohao, who had recovered from his senses, had already found that he appeared in such a place. There was no place around him that was the ancient battlefield full of killing and despair. Beside him was a darkness like a vast starry sky, but there was an additional river formed by colorful light, and I don’t know where it flowed.

"My descendants..."

At this moment, a sound with infinite sadness sounded in the darkness. As soon as it sounded, Ye Shaohao felt as if he was in despair, how much pain the owner of the sound was endured to have such a gray sound.

"Senior? Where are you? Can you come out and see you?"

Ye Shaohao shouted respectfully, that this is one of the few people who have been so respectful in his life. This memory of meeting the God of War made him sincerely respect this ancient warrior.

However, before Ye Shaohao finished speaking, the sound that seemed to come from ancient times sounded again, as if he had not heard what Ye Shaohao said.

"I don't know how many years have passed, and how you are doing today a few years later. If you can hear the message from my God of Martial Arts, it means you are qualified to appear here and accept a little gift I have given to future generations."

He left the ancient battlefield with a heartbroken soul, hid under the ground, waiting for one day to understand the principles of heaven and earth, open up that road and take back the brave who had entered the divine realm.

Yes, although there is only one heavenly road connecting the mortal world and the divine realm, there are still brave men who have opened up another road to the divine realm with their defiance of heaven. Although the final result is still gone forever.

The mysterious space Ye Shaohao is in now is a small gift left to future generations before the God of Wushu has transformed into a certain level of cultivation to reach the high level of power he uses. Of course, whether he can understand his own strong power through this "world" close to the real "world" requires one's own understanding and opportunity.

Therefore, the slowly flowing river that Ye Shaohao is facing now is the key that allows him to have powerful power. However, this key needs to open that lock. How to open this lock? Ye Shaohao needs to slowly understand it himself.

The river flows continuously, sometimes slow and sometimes fast, sometimes splashing waves, flowing forward, flowing endlessly.

What kind of river is this? Why did Ye Shaohao, who had been walking forward, never see its end?

Not knowing the end, not knowing the passing of the sun and the moon, Ye Shaohao, who had just walked forward, seemed to have forgotten everything, until his long hair was dripping and his black hair was drying into white silk. The originally tall and suave hero had become an old man with a hunched body.

"This...Who am I? Why should I keep walking here?"

Ye Shaohao, who had been walking for a long time, had been staring at his withered and shrinking palms for a long time.

I don’t know how long Ye Shaohao has maintained this posture, but one day, Ye Shaohao’s originally turbid eyes gradually shone with a little glow, accompanied by an excited expression and enlightenment.

"Yes, my name is Ye Shaohao, and it was because I found the Dinghai God Pearl that appeared here."

Ye Shaohao's hands, which had already grown old and trembled, suddenly stopped trembling. The aging and vicissitudes of life actually showed signs of regaining youth, which was a joy that Ye Shaohao could not hide. "Time, time, time passes by... I wish I could go back to the beginning of that time, and I wish I could see the end of this time."

Just as Ye Shaohao was approaching the crazy laughter, Ye Shaohao's body, who had become a hunchbacked old man, changed magically. His white hair was also full of youthful spirit, and he became the star-eyed and sword-browed eyebrows of the thirty-year-old middle-aged man. It was Ye Shaohao who had entered this "world".

If it were Ye Shaohao in the past, although it could have made the time that was applied to him regress, it would have been impossible to regress so long.

At this moment, Ye Shaohao, who was laughing, jumped directly into the river that shone brightly, accompanied by fierce splashes of water.

I wanted to see where this river leads, why didn't I jump into it to see what it was? Ye Shaohao, who had just jumped into this river, suddenly felt how surging the river was, accompanied by his series of sudden enlightening voices.

He saw himself, his past self, his present self, his future self, and others, those whom he is familiar with, his friends and enemies, and everything is in his control.

This river is not an ordinary river. It is a river of time. It flows endlessly and is complicated. There is no starting point or end point. Ye Shaohao even found that the river he is in is just a small tributary, which merges into the widest river of time.

Only by actively entering the River of Time can you give the ability to manipulate time. Ye Shaohao's time law has finally reached the early stage of Wu Zun.

You should travel at will in the river of time, or even change the future and the past with your backhand. What a terrifying ability!

If you go against a strong enemy, go back to the past directly along the River of Time and erase this strong enemy in your infancy, wouldn’t this be able to kill it in one move?!

However, before Ye Shaohao could continue to think about it, a cruel reality poured him a lot of cold water!

Just when he wanted to reach out to change the cause and effect of the past, he could clearly feel that his body was subjected to an extremely powerful force, a terrifying force that seemed to be everywhere and omnipotent, almost causing his body in the River of Time to be washed to by the River of Time!
Chapter completed!