3253: C3253 Sixty-one Step

C3253 Sixty-one Step

The three square cauldrons were suspended in the air. A mouth of crimson, a mouth of bluish-black, and a mouth of crimson purple.

Amongst all the Divine Kings present, the Poetic Meridian Large Black Blade was the closest to the center of the battlefield.

He took fifty-three steps forward.

One could clearly see the contours and appearances of the three square cauldrons.

However, with his abilities, he was still unable to see what the three square cauldrons were and what they were capable of.

He turned around and looked at Old Man of Cresent.

Old Man of Cresent smiled and shook his head gently. His meaning was very clear, he couldn't see anything even further than the distance between him and the Large Black Blade.

The Large Black Blade s were silent as they looked down at their own feet.

The ground he stepped on, was filled with dark black Natural Crystal.

His feet were firmly planted on the ground without the slightest crevice.

He took another step forward.

Old Man of Cresent and Hei Zhuo were the two Divine Kings that walked the furthest, and were also the only two Celestial King of Seven Turbulences. One of them walked 48 steps while the other walked 53 steps, but the two Divine Kings were different from the Dragon King and God in the rear.

They could go on.

However, when the foot of the Large Black Blade landed, his boots suddenly shattered.

His bare feet were revealed.

Fifty-four steps.

Then he took another step forward.

With this step, the soles of his feet shattered the Natural Crystal.

It could be seen just how heavy the pressure was on all of the laws and powers in his body.

However, it was still acceptable for Celestial King of Seven Turbulences.

So he moved on.

Fifty-six.

Fifty-seven.

Fifty-eight.

Fifty-nine.

When he was sixty steps away, a tiny crack appeared on the skin of the Large Black Blade. Drops of blood flowed out and landed on the dark black Natural Crystal, exploding and blooming like a beautiful lotus flower.

"Senior." Old Man of Cresent called out softly from behind. "Stop."

A breeze blew.

It was the aftermath of the clash of forces in the center of the battlefield.

The Large Black Blade hesitated and did not respond to Old Man of Cresent, but it also did not move forward.

Perhaps no one knew why the poetry warp Large Black Blade walked so close.

Actually, he had long since left the disputes over Worlds behind. He was a hermit, and in the era of Dragon Elephant Valley, he had already become a hermit 30 million years ago.

He was truly standing in the middle of the whirlpool, at the meeting place of the wind and the clouds. It was on the bet between Ancestor of Human Race and the King of Savage that happened 32 million years ago.

But at that time, he was still very weak, and it was not Celestial King of Seven Turbulences. It was just that the Taoist Artifact in the hands of a person with outstanding Xuanyuan Family was recognized as a holy object of humanity.

The Mortal Holy Objects were actually just a noun, meaning a few ordinary Taoist Artifact. However, these Taoist Artifact appeared when the Destiny of Human fell, participated in the luck of the time, or were used by some of the Ancient Heaven Children, so the Taoist Artifact possessed a portion of the Destiny of Human, thus, they became the holy object.

Amongst all the holy items that everyone knew about, the strongest were the Poetic Meridians Large Black Blade and Patriarch Mingyi.

In fact, it was not only a sacred artifact. Amongst the Taoist Artifact in the world, there were only three that had reached the level of Wu Tie, and Armor of Light and Death was the most precious treasure of the 33 Heavens, so whether he was considered a Taoist Artifact or not was another story.

At that time, he did not even take a glance at it, but had only appeared a few times as a treasure of the Xuanyuan Family. He had personally experienced that era and there were many Divine Kings who had not even heard of the name of the Snow Song Large Black Blade.

The King of Desolation had lost the bet, he might have died and stepped into the the Source of the Heavens, but that did not matter. The two enemies of humanity, Ghost Race and Barbarian Race, had declined and the Destiny of Human rose again. Hundred-Step Immortal walked in front of Ancestor of Human Race and gave him a big slap.

This was the end of the game.

Then what was the true appearance of this gamble?

Only a few people were still alive and had personally experienced the gambling house.

The poem was written by a Large Black Blade, the palace guarding Asura and the third person, but it was still impossible to find them.

The Large Black Blade still clearly remembered the ending.

The Gu Tianzi Family had its own sacred artifact, Xuanyuan Family, and Zhuge Family had always been like that, but Patriarch Mingyi who protected Zhuge Family throughout all this time, was still the "ancestor" of Zhuge Family. Why did Large Black Blade Shijing leave the Xuanyuan Family after that gambling match, and return to seclusion from then on?

His former "master" was one of Xuanyuan Jingzhe's uncles.

Master had died, but he was still a sacred artifact to the Xuanyuan Family. He could have continued to protect the Xuanyuan Family, becoming a Patriarch admired by everyone, like Patriarch Mingyi.

But he did not.

The Large Black Blade looked down at the ground beneath her feet and thought back to the end of the gambling house.

Ancestor of Human Race had laid out tens of thousands of plans.

The King of the Wilderness didn't have good chess skills.

Before the chess game ended, the outcome was not clear. However, those with discerning eyes had already seen that Ancestor of Human Race had already established his ultimate victory.

In terms of layout, Ancestor of Human Race, who had been dragging such a great person along for tens of billions of years, might be the first in the past.

In this regard, whether it was Chaos Emperor, or those famous figures who appeared afterwards due to schemes, conspiracies, schemes, and calculations, none of them could be compared to Ancestor of Human Race.

He had flourished a race.

and allowed this race to stand at the peak of the Worlds today.

The King of Desolate lost.

They had lost their fortunes due to Barbarian Race and the Ghost Race.

In that era, Barbarian Race and Ghost Race were powerful races that were not the least bit inferior to Human Race. They possessed powers that surpassed Human Race, and the amount of Human Race they possessed were only slightly inferior to Human Race in terms of system and intelligence.

But after that, Barbarian Race and Ghost Race were completely reduced to being of fourth-rate races, and were no longer able to affect the overall situation of the world. They could only live in the corners of some small worlds, without a single Barbarian Race among all the Supreme Dynasty.

Before the end, the King of Wilderness wanted to regret it.

Ancestor of Human Race didn't give him the chance.

After everything was settled, the King of Desolation perished.

Some said that he had stepped into the the Source of the Heavens.

Maybe.

The Large Black Blade had seen the King of Desolation's Qi with her own eyes, but whether or not a wisp of his soul had escaped, the Large Black Blade could not explain.

The game was over.

Ancestor of Human Race stood up in front of Gu Tianzi and looked at the sky.

Perhaps at that moment, he decided to take his next step, to step into the Heavens.

The poetry of that time was grasped in the hands of the patriarch of the Xuanyuan Family.

There were a total of one hundred and seventy-two Divine Kings that came from various aristocratic families.

Then, Hundred-Step Immortal appeared.

What none of the aristocratic families could have thought of, he jumped out of the game.

He stood in front of Ancestor of Human Race.

Even Ancestor of Human Race was surprised.

At that time, he didn't have such a title. He was just a young man who had been involved in the chess game and had risen to prominence at the age of a few hundred. His name was Chu Fann.

Chu Fann looked at Ancestor of Human Race with a playful expression. He tilted his head and kept silent for a long time before sneering.

"When I knew that I was just a chess piece, that all the luck and misfortune that had happened to me was a chess game that had been set up by someone else, I was thinking about how I would be able to jump out of the chess piece and stand in front of the person who acted as me."

That was the first thing Hundred-Step Immortal said to Ancestor of Human Race.

Ancestor of Human Race said, "Young man, it's quite a surprise to me."

"It's impossible for people in this world to be so content to be chess pieces in the hands of others. What's there to be surprised about?" Hundred-Step Immortal slowly walked to the chessboard. For the first time, he overlooked the chessboard as a spectator.

At that time, he was less than five steps away from Ancestor of Human Race.

Then, Hundred-Step Immortal walked away along the way they came from.

He only left behind one sentence.

"I will never be anyone's chess piece again, and I will never be someone who acts like an idiot."

Hundred-Step Immortal left.

At that time, there was one person that the Large Black Blade could not recognize.

Many of the other Ancient Sky Children didn't recognize him either.

It was Old Woman.

Old Woman looked at the back view of Hundred-Step Immortal and let out a weird laugh. She then spoke to Ancestor of Human Race, "What he wants is freedom."

The Large Black Blade found out about it later.0

Old Woman was the embodiment of Chaos Emperor. When the game ended, she personally came to see the result of the game.

Freedom.

The Large Black Blade sensed something, but it was hard to say. Suddenly, as someone else's blade, she felt like she was being swung around forever. It felt extremely depressed and painful …

Many years later, when the Patriarch of Xuanyuan Family passed away, the Large Black Blade left the scene and started searching for the "freedom" that Hundred-Step Immortal spoke of.

Then he met the Night King.

What Night King said to the protector of the Dragon Elephant Valley when he was on the verge of death made the Large Black Blade help him back down.

Afterwards, he began to travel with the Night King.

They were going with Night Race which pursued equality, freedom, and challenged all sorts of strong powers.

Many more years.

When Night King died in battle for his entire Night Race, Meng Fan appeared and saved the dead poetry Large Black Blade.

Every expert in the world was playing chess.

And the strongest chess player of the past ten billion years.

It's called the Heavenly Dao.

The Large Black Blade looked at the light and shadow in front of her.

He knew that the freedom of the next era would determine the victor here.

He took another step.

Sixty-one steps.

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