Chapter 219 Meeting Again

On the edge of the Great Wilderness, at the intersection of spaces, Tian Di Mountain had not yet arrived, but Yu the King, bound by chains upon Tian Di Mountain, could already see that world from afar. After all, to be honest, the worlds beyond the ten directions were boring and monotonous, either just black.

Or black with a hint of red.

Sometimes, within the mist of time and space, one could see the rising and setting suns emanating from small worlds, resulting in a blackness speckled with various colors, dazzling to the eye.

But at this moment, seeing the sky of the Great Wilderness outside, Yu the King took a deep breath.

This was comfortable.

Accompanied by the sounds of spatial collision, Tian Di Mountain brushed past the edge of the Great Wilderness. This divine mountain from beyond the ten directions could not truly enter the Great Wilderness world, but would instead skim along the edge of the plane, like two intersecting curves.

When passing the Great Wilderness plane, the two were theoretically infinitely close, able to see each other.

Yu the King could see the Great Wilderness.

From the northwest corner of the Great Wilderness, he could also be seen.

As the entire Tian Di Mountain brushed past the Great Wilderness, its speed naturally slowed down, and the distance to the Great Wilderness became so close that Yu the King could feel the wind rushing against him, carrying the sounds of birds and the scent of flowers. The human race should be living well in similar places now.

He heard a low exclamation in his ears.

Yu lazily opened his eyes, as if he had been stifled for a long time, looking at the sky and earth with greedy and infatuated eyes, and finally turned his gaze to the densely packed gods outside. This mountain had come here for the tenth time, but the number of gods and powerful figures watching the ceremony was far greater than before.

The Di Consort, dressed in gorgeous and intricate robes, like a moon surrounded by stars, sat on the chariot of the gods with a dignified expression. This divine chariot could be pulled and driven by twelve rounds of bright moons and was Chang Xi's artifact for inspecting the sky and the three realms. Yu the King knew this woman's thoughts. The shame of the gods in the past must be washed away.

From her standpoint, this was unquestionable.

Although Di Jun had a good relationship with him, that was a personal relationship, but as the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun, he also needed to establish his prestige through the death of his enemies. In any case, this was something that rulers would inevitably do.

Just as he, as a member of the human race, would never submit to Di Jun.

It was just a matter of different positions.

Shame can only be washed away with blood!

The hunchbacked old man stood beside Yu the King, looking at everything in this Great Wilderness, pointing out to Yu the King who the gods watching the ceremony were, one by one, all of them famous and well-known existences in the Great Wilderness, either great gods with unparalleled divine power, or descendants of powerful clans.

"There are the descendants of the Heavenly God Si You; their clan is born with the ability to control the Netherworld."

"And there, that's the giant… those are the powerful figures of the Thunderous Marsh clan of the East Sea."

All the Heavenly Gods were in formation, exuding an aura of solemnity and dominance.

As the gods who had once defeated all races and ascended to the sky, they were undoubtedly powerful.

If they were not powerful, the human race would not have been forced to struggle for survival through generations. Denying one's opponents was actually denying oneself. These descendants of the new era's gods and major clans raised their heads, looking at Yu the King, who was said to be Di Jun's opponent, holding their breath.

There was a regret at seeing the end of a legend, but also a sense of pride.

Yu saw this sense of pride and was somewhat puzzled.

He didn't understand how these guys whose ancestors had been slaughtered by Di Jun could have such a proud expression when his opponent was clearly Di Jun.

Chang Xi raised her eyes and looked at the man whose limbs and waist were bound by huge chains.

Five rounds of huge sun dust floated, and the world was scorching and bright.

Chang Xi stood up from the chariot, looking at Yu with an equal posture.

Yu the King knew that she was doing this for the dignity of the gods.

So, correspondingly, he also symbolized the dignity of the human race.

He had a heroic smile on his lips, and the chains rang slightly, pulled by his Qi. He raised his head, looking like a prisoner, but his demeanor was like that of a dignified overlord, sitting on his throne, overlooking the audience of rebellious ministers.

Pacifying natural disasters, suppressing Gonggong, the Tushan Alliance, all nations came to pay tribute!

Casting the Nine Cauldrons, splitting mountains and seas, fighting for thousands of miles, only Di Jun was his enemy.

Such a heroic and unparalleled figure only appeared once in five thousand years.

A commotion arose.

The demeanor of the gods was suppressed.

They lowered their heads involuntarily.

Many gods formed a simple formation, but at this time, they could only barely contend with the proud king alone. Chang Xi stared deeply at Yu the King, whose aura and heroism were almost no less than her husband's, and slowly pressed down her fair and slender palm. Twelve rounds of bright moons appeared in the sky, assisted by the remaining Yuan Chen.

The great formation was honed; for the sake of the dignity of the gods, Yu the King must die here.

This was also what Di Jun had tacitly approved.

However, she didn't know Di Jun's other request. Although she didn't understand it, she still chose to obey, raised her hand, and the twelve Taiyin stars in the sky suddenly brightened, and a huge formation emerged.

A man slowly stepped forward and said, "Thunderous Marsh, respectfully sending off Yu the King."

Although it was said to be a respectful farewell, the killing intent was undiminished. The divine power of thunder erupted, landing on the sword, and the sky was as if there was a beast roaring. The weather within a radius of hundreds of miles changed drastically, and strands of blue lightning jumped constantly, showing the most violent power of the three realms and eight wastelands.

"The Si You lineage, using longevity and death, here, respectfully sending off Yu the King."

A woman crossed her hands, and the aura of life, death, and the netherworld emerged.

"The Dragon Mountain Marsh lineage, respectfully sending off Yu the King…"

"Sending off Yu the King."

"Sending off Yu the King…"

"Sending…"

Accompanied by a series of low voices, divine power communicated with all things in the heavens and earth. Yu the King looked at the range of hundreds or even thousands of miles ahead, where spiritual light lit up little by little, and divine power was wrapped in undisguised killing intent and hatred. He suddenly understood Di Jun's thoughts and laughed loudly.

You wore armor and fought your way here with sharp blades.

So you shouldn't have your true spirit collapse as if dying in bed.

A warrior should die on the battlefield.

As a friend, you have already drunk the last drink.

As a mortal enemy, you should give the other person the most dignified and grand death.

Thus, there were no regrets as a friend or as an enemy.

"Hahahaha, well done, Di Jun, you are a good friend!"

Yu the King laughed loudly: "I appreciate your sentiment!"

He widened his eyes, glaring at the scene destined to destroy him, without the slightest weakness, while the old man beside him turned his head unbearably. Chang Xi stared deeply at the human king whose aura and heroism, combined, were almost no less than her husband's, and heavily raised her palm, pausing.

A discordant sound suddenly broke the perfection and harmony of this formation at this time.

An arrow, an arrow like a stream of light, shot out, directly pointing at Chang Xi. The Di Consort raised her hand to grab this arrow, but her fair and slender palm was actually cut by the sharp edge of the arrow, and golden divine blood flowed out. At the same time, two more arrows shot out.

One arrow hit the chains in front, and the sound of the ringing was crisp.

The other arrow directly pierced the brow of the Great Marsh Divine General, who spat out blood and fell back in disbelief. Yu the King's movements froze, and a sense of肅殺(su sha - solemn killing) and bloodiness seemed to directly penetrate his soul. The long-lost sense of fighting made his true spirit solidify.

A killing aura!

Countless gazes looked toward the place where the arrow was shot from.

Whoosh!

A Divine General from the Zaochi lineage suddenly tore open the clothes of that clan's style and then tore off the mysterious robe that covered him. The clothes with gorgeous patterns fell to the ground, and he held a steel-like battle bow in his hand, with dense arrows on his back, the sharp edges of the arrows emitting a dazzling cold light.

On the left and right sides of his waist, he wore two long swords.

He was an ordinary human, standing proudly among the gods, his eyes dark, but like burning charcoal.

Yu the King struggled violently.

"Yuan?!"

"How could you be here?!"

"Who is he?!"

"He, he came in with the waist tag of the Zaochi tribe?!"

"Wait, he, he is the one who killed Zaochi?!"

A moment of silence, followed by a murderous aura.

Wei Yuan looked at his good friend, who had lost his obsession and had grown old, like the black-haired and heroic youth he had looked down upon on the high walls of the Tushan clan in those years. The two people's eyes met, somewhat unfamiliar, but familiar.

Yuan grinned and said, "Hey, Si Wenming."

He said, "I've come to find you."

It was as if he was going out to the mountains and seas as before, saying that he was going to set off there, saying:

"Hey, Yu, where are we going this time?"

After he finished speaking, he pulled out two swords, opened his mouth, and faced the divine general formation of the gods, erupting a roar that suppressed all sounds. Yu the King also struggled and roared violently: "What are you doing here?! Leave! Quick!"

He almost instantly identified the familiar true spirit, identified the other party's strength, and said anxiously: "You are not their opponent, leave!"

This was the Great Wilderness.

There were countless divine generals and experts from the Great Wilderness here.

There were even twelve Taiyin and Di Consort Chang Xi here.

And they only had one opponent, a half-human, half-god, and a human who was in charge of the mountains and not in this place. In an instant, many gods rushed to kill, and the turbulent divine power collided, leaving traces in the sky. Wei Yuan shook his wrists with both hands, and the long sword rang.

Swordsmanship concept - Hometown!

He originally planned to see the situation of Da Yu, but now, now he changed his mind. Even if Da Yi told him that he could never step into Tian Di Mountain, with their strength, they could not break time and space, forcibly cross fate and life and death, and enter beyond the ten directions, but there were also things that only he could do.

The peak swordsmanship of the human race almost instantly pierced the abdomen of a divine general and swept across.

That divine general was directly beheaded at the waist.

Wei Yuan's back was pierced by a spear-like divine authority.

Gritting his teeth, he turned around and kicked. That divine general was directly stepped on his temple. Wei Yuan threw his right hand, and the long sword flew out. After leaping into the air, he grabbed with his right hand, and four arrows were directly placed on the bowstring. The archery foundation of Da Yi burst out.

At the same time, four experts born in the great clans with divine blood were directly pierced through the heart.

They fell like fallen leaves.

Wei Yuan reached out to take the arrow and kept shooting. His bow was a creation that gathered all the wisdom and highest technology of the human world. It was a spare part considering wear and tear, but the arrows could only be replenished in the Great Wilderness. It was Da Yi's archery, but he was not Da Yi after all. There were those divine generals with strong bloodlines and excellent defenses who forcibly resisted the arrows with the power of the mountain god.

They were constantly approaching Wei Yuan, wanting to surround him.

Finally, this best way to deal with archers successfully trapped Wei Yuan.

The divine generals roared and rushed over with their weapons. Wei Yuan finally broke the war bow in his hand. He threw down the steel war bow in his hand, and pulled out two swords with his backhand. Under the urging of the swordsmanship realm, he slashed out with the sword light.

Golden blood, roars and roars, screams of fear.

There were even heads that were cut off.

Wei Yuan only felt his heart beating heavily. The hand holding the sword seemed to hide a beast, and the blood was hot. He killed the enemy, and the sword in his palm shattered. He took out the Chang'an sword with his backhand. When he killed another person, the divine general roared, and his aura was so strong that he took a step forward, allowing the Chang'an sword to stab even more.

He stretched out his hands, turning into azure dragon claws, directly locking Wei Yuan's shoulders.

The power was enormous, far exceeding Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan struggled violently, and his back was slashed across, grunting. The blood was fierce and soaked his clothes, but instead, it aroused his fierce spirit. He roared, raised his right foot fiercely, and directly stepped on the chest of the enemy in front, piercing through it directly from the wound.

Pulling out the Chang'an sword, he dragged a man's head with his left hand, blood dripping.

There were countless enemies around.

His body was covered in blood, and Chang Xi was furious, ordering the gods to encircle him.

"Kill him!"

And Yu the King also wanted to struggle open, but could not do it, and could only angrily say: "Leave, what are you doing?!" He did not get a response, but only saw the potter, who must be protected in his memory, slashing like a madman among the gods. There was more and more blood on the sword, and more and more wounds on his body.

Finally, two divine generals ignored life and death and directly held his waist tightly. The hands and legs holding the sword were all controlled by the manifested divine beast. The potter was still moving forward like a madman, like an ant being pulled, but this scene was unusually tragic, and then he raised his head, looked at his gray-haired friend, and shouted loudly with all his strength:

"Yu the King, Si Wenming!"

"You must live, live on!!"

Wei Yuan had reached his limit, and even could not get half a step closer, but he was still struggling to pass his voice out: "Hold on, you must continue to hold on, we are still waiting for you, I will come to save you!"

"I will definitely come to save you!"

The man who was being besieged by the gods was shouting like a madman.

"Live on! You must hold on!"

The sword in his palm broke, leaving only the Chang'an sword. At this time, the Chang'an sword was more useful than all weapons. His whole body was covered in blood, blocking between the Great Wilderness and Tian Di Mountain, leaving only his back for Yu the King to see. He raised his hand to break off the arrows and weapons that had been stabbed into his body and threw them on the ground, his blood dripping.

The former young potter turned his eyes and then said:

"When you come back, I'll cook for you."

Yu the King stared blankly at that bloody back, tears streaming down his face unconsciously.

Five thousand years ago, on Kunlun Mountain.

The man who skipped the enthronement ceremony of the Five Emperors of Xuanyuan Hill was covered in blood, grinning at the potter who had lost his memory.

"Hey, Yuan."

He said:

"I'm here to save you."

"I've come to see you!"

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