Chapter 368 130. Feathers
The sky is filled with immortals and gods standing in the clouds, with their feet on the sea of clouds and the stars above their heads.
These huge and boundless figures cast their gazes at the strange visitors. Li Xi'an's body swam between them, and it actually seemed tiny, like a small red snake swimming in the lake. If Li Xi'an were to judge the size of the immortals standing on both sides under the starry sky, I'm afraid these bodies could be compared to the stars moving in the universe. Similarly, it was so quiet here, as quiet as coming to the depths of the universe. Li Xi'an could clearly hear the friction of his own scales, which gave him the illusion of coming to a silent universe.
But this place is not the universe.
This is another world that has been opened up, and its body exists based on Kyushu.
Li Xi'an felt the breath of this space. I am afraid that this world existed a long time ago, and its existence was far longer than the time when filth occupied the body of the immortal god. In other words, this space was the original heaven, where the real gods were, but after they passed away, the filth took over.
Where the ancient heaven is, there are still reflections of those ancient immortal gods, so the filthy creatures chose this place, calling the creatures on the earth to step here and become false gods for them to drive. Filth is like a parasite, parasitic on other powerful creatures, manifesting them into stronger and more extreme powers, but they themselves are vulnerable.
Li Xi'an has killed countless filthy creatures. Every time the filthy creatures shed their parasitic bodies, they no longer even have the chance to make a final fight with him.
How was the ancient heaven established, and why did the immortals and gods disappear?
Even when Li Xi'an arrived in this era, he was unable to find the answers to these questions.
But that didn't matter to him.
He came here just to destroy them.
The immortal gods in the galaxy above their heads stared at the red dragon. Li Xi'an could feel the strange sights swimming around his body, but these were isolated by the golden flame that was ignited in an instant.
The immortal god did not move.
They do not have the ability to move on their own like those heavenly soldiers and generals, and even the consciousness they display is very rare. This image is closer to living beings than the so-called gods. The living beings left behind in the place where the ancient heaven was established, the filth will not build these things that symbolize civilization and enlightenment, they will only devour and corrupt them. The living beings' bodies are sealed here, and their identities can only serve as observers.
Just like a big star that cannot produce a soul, it has an extremely long life, and it continues to cycle on a predetermined trajectory for hundreds of millions of years, until it perishes in a certain blooming firework and turns into dust and gravel floating in the universe.
Li Xian walked past them quietly.
This is the road, the road leading to the depths of heaven.
There was no murderous intention on the road, but he had no way of knowing what would be waiting for him at the end of the road.
Even Li Xi'an himself didn't notice. He was acting instinctively at the moment, just like the hunting he did when he first met the world. He turned into a red snake. He had never learned it, but it was engraved in his blood to guide him. As a guarantee for his survival.
The red dragon swam across the sea of clouds, and he was very keenly aware of the changes in some stars in the sky.
The changes of dozens of stars are projected as keys, opening up the darkest secrets of this world.
Li Xi'an stopped and crouched his body.
There were no splendid palaces everywhere as described in the legend, nor was there overflowing rosy clouds. Even the sky was dim. In this boundless space, there was only a huge arrow and the divine bird that was pierced by the arrow.
The arrow was completely black, and its body was as thick as a stone pillar reaching the sky. The sharp and heavy arrow pierced the chest of the divine bird and sank into the sea of clouds in this space. The entire space was filled with the blood of the divine bird. The blood gathered into rivers and flowed in all directions, like a bloody spider web covering the world. On the banks of the Blood River, there were countless tall and slender figures bowing down, holding up the blood, and drinking it in one gulp.
On the wings of the divine bird, and the iron nails that were later nailed on, it was not enough to leave blood on the chest from the arrow wound. They needed more, so they opened up a new river channel on the wings of the divine bird, allowing the god to Blood flowed.
In just one scene, Li Xi'an knew what the divine bird was.
The ten categories of Zhoutian...feather category.
The foul heaven feeds on the blood of this feather, and the blood river of the ten species becomes the breeding ground for its mortal enemy. The body of this feathered creature was far larger than Li Xi'an. If he spread his wings, he might not cover the sky, but the sea of stars. Through the gaps in his wings, Li Xi'an caught a glimpse of star fragments falling from high places. This should be an extremely ancient ten type, an elder. When Li Xi'an was silent, a slender human figure stood up by the Blood River. They all looked at the red dragon at the edge of the space.
"Ten categories?"
"There are ten types of people who can reach here?"
"Squamous True Dragon...Oh my God, this aura..."
"He smells so good..."
"I can't wait to tear him apart... He smells better than this lawful feather..."
Beside the blood river, slender human figures stood up one after another. Their faces were shrouded in masks and they were wrapped in loose robes. Even when they stood up, the ends of the robes were dragged on the ground. As they began to move, they were cast in the sea of clouds. Snake-like traces were left on the ground.
The figures were crowded, and they began to walk in the direction of Li Xi'an.
A strange rhythm echoed in this space, and the golden flame surrounding Li Xi'an went out. He raised his head, and the rhythm came from the surface of the arrow. The runes flickered for a moment, then suppressed his spirit.
It's just an arrow, and it can create a lawless place after killing ten types.
Li Xi'an swam slowly in the air, overlooking the greedy human figures rushing toward him. They were boundless and rushing like a tide.
"Is there no way to do it without spirit?" Long lowered his head.
As if they felt that the spiritual energy surrounding Chilong had all disappeared, the eyes of the slender humanoids became more unscrupulous. They looked at Li Xi'an like they were looking at the delicacies on the table, rushing over to him.
The red dragon's scales dispersed.
This is a scene that has never been seen before in this world. The maple leaves in the evening are blown away by the wind. The young man stands under the maple leaves and raises his sword.
The eternally peaceful sky suddenly changed color, the stars disappeared, and boundless red fire burned, reflecting the young man's face. The firelight revealed the outline of his shadow, half in darkness, half in light, and the side holding the sword flowed. Out of the halo.
The next moment, the crowd engulfed him.
The next moment, the crowd separated, and Li Xi'an stood there, his clothes stained red by the blood splattered.
It was impossible to tell whether the sword's original appearance or the blood soaked in the sword's body was unclear.
When the tide receded, where Li Xi'an walked was one broken corpse after another.
The figures were frightened.
The soulless and helpless suppression seems to be of no use on this creature. The opponent only needs to hold the sword and swing the sword to harvest their lives!
Li Xi'an looked at the black crowd and looked at the thick blood dripping from the faint sword. With a wave of his arm, the blood on the sword flew out, leaving only the lines on the eight-sided sword shimmering.
"As early as the time before Kyushu fell, I knew you would bleed. That's fine. Blood for blood is a matter of course."
(End of chapter)