Living forever in the deep palace

Chapter 196 Ancient Barbarian God

"Next, it's level 71."

"perhaps."

"It's time to encounter the Savage God the old man mentioned."

While Su Chen was absorbing the power of the Eighth Soul Crystal, he uncontrollably touched the old man's remaining memories, the ten miles of red makeup, that grand wedding banquet.

The tragic death of the bride.

Desperate groom.

There was also a figure who had never appeared before, but crossed mountains and seas and came to Zhongdu, turning this wedding banquet into a funeral banquet. Even the Central Region's God of Transformation didn't have time to react, and the person was already dead.

Barbarian God!

This is the power of the ancient barbarian god.

Even if he had died a hundred thousand years ago, with only his soul left buried in the ancient ruins, he still possessed such great supernatural powers that he could even enter the second or third stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

The road is underfoot.

Su Chen continued to move forward.

He walked through the canyon, stepped over the green hills, and finally stood in front of the 71st city gate. It would be more like a cemetery than a city gate.

Inside the city gates, there were sixty-nine brand new tombs, and a young man was standing in a pit, digging the seventieth tomb and throwing out handfuls of soil.

"What are you doing standing still?"

"You kid, you have received such a great favor from Senior Mantu, why don't you come over and help him loosen the soil."

"Speaking of which, you are really amazing."

"Over the years, only a handful of people have been able to pass the first ten levels. After all, celestial beings are not cabbages that can be found everywhere. Even the human sea god many years ago was afraid of the barbarian god and did not dare to step into the 72 levels..."

"This is the first time I've met someone who can make it all the way here."

"how?"

"Are you really planning to challenge the Barbarian God at the 72nd level?"

This young man, apart from the red totems painted all over his face and a pair of pointed ears, was similar to a human. He turned his head to look at Su Chen, as if he was talking to an old friend of many years.

The barbarian youth in front of him looked harmless, but after Su Chen entered the realm of heaven and man, he could see clearly.

This is actually an equally powerful eighth-level celestial being.

"We've come this far."

"Of course we have to keep moving forward."

Su Chen is narrating.

then.

He rolled up his sleeves and stepped into the deep pit, digging the soil handful by handful. Soon, the grave was built, and the barbarian youth buried a broken skeleton in it.

And then.

The two worked together to place an ancient stele on the tomb.

The name of Mantu is written on it.

"it is good."

"You've passed this level."

"I've endured for tens of thousands of years. I don't want to lose my soul here. I don't want to waste even a single soul thought. After all, I've already fallen, and I'm still guarding the gate. My soul power can't be replenished. If I use it a little, it will be gone..."

"Anyway, you can't get past the last level."

"after all."

"You are facing an ancient barbarian god. One hundred thousand years ago, the most powerful barbarian king was killed here! Of course, it's hard to say. After all, you carry the murderous hatred of Mantu towards him..."

The pointy-eared barbarian shook his head and made way.

Rumbling--

This city gate did not collapse, but a second exit gate was slowly formed. It led to a place filled with white fog, but it could be vaguely seen that the place it led to was the sky.

The last barbarian city gate.

Level 72.

It was right above the clouds.

"It's that simple?"

When leaving.

Su Chen still felt a bit dazed. The opponent was a powerful rank eight barbarian celestial being, and he had passed it so easily? Why were these last three levels different from the sixty-nine levels he had previously experienced?

"Why don't we just fight each other."

"I'm a little worried."

Su Chen pondered. In his palm, a small sword was hovering, and the soul consciousness thousands of miles away was ready to go.

This time.

If it were the pointed-eared barbarian youth who was at the eighth level of the Heavenly Man Realm, he would have laughed in anger.

"You kid, you've been eyeing my soul crystal for a long time, right?"

"it is good!"

"Let me show you how powerful I am."

The barbarian youth sneered.

boom!

The scarlet totem on his body evolved rapidly and spread out from his body. It turned out to be a terrifying deformed dragon with nine heads, as if it was bathing in a sea of ​​blood.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar was heard.

The barbarian youth who had reached the eighth level of heavenly transformation disappeared.

Instead.

It was a nine-headed blood dragon that was ten thousand feet tall. Its soul at this moment was the color of blood, sweeping across the sky, turning the world in front of it into a sea of ​​corpses and blood stretching for tens of millions of miles.

"really."

"It really feels like the oppression of an eighth-level celestial being."

Su Chen was eager to try.

The Xichen Sword was unsheathed and held tightly in his hand.

just.

At the end.

This battle still did not take place.

Because the nine-headed blood dragon transformed from the eighth-level barbarian celestial being roared, turned around and fled from the city gate, and he let out a long howl.

"At the seventy-two gates of the Barbarian Tribe, each guarding Yuanhun has an obsession that cannot be abandoned even if it dies. My obsession is immortality. I have finally lived a second life as a Yuanhun."

"Don't even think about putting me in danger."

The barbarian celestial being ran away.

Boom——

This city gate also collapsed and turned into ruins, leaving only seventy lonely tombs standing here and a passage leading to the top of the clouds in the sky.

Also, Su Chen was standing in the wind, looking disheveled.

"Ancient Savage God?"

Looking at the road to the top of the clouds, Su Chen murmured, and finally stepped on it without hesitation.

He had to go.

This road to the top of the cloud is very long...

Su Chen walked for a long, long time.

There was no day or night, and he didn't know how many days, months, or even longer he had been walking.

soon.

He reached the end.

boom!

Just like a person walking in a thorn bush, he walked out of this area and then suddenly felt the openness, and an indescribable sense of comfort emerged.

"This is……"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Su Chen was stunned.

Just because.

There is abundant water energy here. Although it is just an isolated island, it is covered with lush vegetation. The shore of the island in the distance is connected to the endless ocean.

Ancient ruins, countless scene worlds, without any sense of fragmentation.

This is not the ancient ruins at all, nor is it the fallen North Sea continent, but the real North Sea. He is back again, and even Su Chen can feel the boundary wall between the North Sea and the Central Region in the distance.

"Where is the last level, the 72nd level trial?"

"I just came out like this?"

Even Su Chen felt stunned.

He had already prepared for a fierce battle. If he failed in the first battle, he would find an opportunity to retreat, and then fight the Savage God for the second time, and the third time...

"This island in the North Sea is the 72nd level of the Barbarian Tribe."

"With my strength, even if I perish and only my soul remains, I can leave the ancient ruins and descend to the North Sea. What's so strange about that?"

"The barbarians are also a wise race. They are powerful enough to reach the high heavenly realm or the barbarian god realm. Even if they fall, they will not just be madmen obsessed with fighting and killing..."

An old and cold voice slowly sounded.

At this time.

Su Chen suddenly woke up. It turned out that right in front of him, within his field of vision, there was a young figure sitting on the edge of the island, holding a simple bamboo pole and fishing.

His gaze was never on Su Chen, but on the ocean in front of him. The ocean in front of him was particularly strange, without any sea monsters.

There are only worlds.

Reflected in the ocean are the Fallen North Sea, the 72 Barbarian Levels, ancient ruins, and even scenes from the barbarian world sealed in the ancient ruins.

Among them, in the 72 levels of the Barbarian Tribe, the scene kept repeating the same scene, which was the 70th level, when Su Chen received the gift from the old man Mantu before his death.

……

"My immortal bones, my immortal heart, and this eighth-level soul crystal are all mine. Please kill him for me! Please kill my father, the Ancient Barbarian God, for me!"

"please!"

boom!

The old man exploded.

……

These scenes were repeated over and over again, and the young figure fishing was watching them again and again, his eyes like deep pools, seeing clearly what he was thinking.

aside.

Su Chen frowned.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he still didn't expect that the ancient barbarian god in front of him would be so terrifying, like an abyss, swallowing up everything that approached him.

Even Su Chen was unable to display his soul consciousness that could travel tens of millions of miles, for fear of being devoured by this terrifying fallen soul.

The celestial beings who walk on the path of the primordial spirit are called primordial souls after their death. Only the celestial beings of the ninth transformation, who can fight and truly reach the pinnacle of the transformation into a god, can be called primordial spirits.

When a spirit dies, what is left behind is called the soul.

This ancient barbarian god was so powerful that Su Chen even suspected that at his peak, he was a third-level god of transformation. If he took one more step forward, he would become an unspeakable life.

Transcend the cycle of reincarnation and achieve immortality.

Even if the heaven and earth were to perish, it would not be able to affect the unspeakable existence in the slightest.

"My only son, does he hate me so much?"

"hehe."

"How ridiculous! For a woman, he was willing to annihilate his primordial soul, his immortal bones, his unyielding heart, and even the eight-turn soul crystals he transformed into, to kill his own father..."

The old voice of this ancient barbarian god was no longer cold for the first time, but contained complex emotions, including guilt, anger, but more of self-mockery.

"Let me tell you a story."

"After the final battle of ancient times, the human race is weak and its vitality is severely damaged. We are afraid that the three defeated races will make a comeback, drive the Soul Clan out of the sky, kill the Demon Clan, and expel our Barbarian Clan to this ancient ruin with no future..."

"For the sake of my tribe, I sacrificed myself, my flesh and blood transforming into a prosperous world, allowing my tribe to preserve its bloodline and thrive..."

"My wife is pregnant. I don't want children of my own. I was born in this hopeless world with no future. So I tried my best to send him to the richest Central Region in the mountains and seas..."

"At that time, I watched him, still in his cradle, being adopted by one evil-minded human couple after another. He also killed one couple after another, but in the end, he finally found a good family..."

"I've been on this isolated island, watching him grow up, watching him become an adult, watching him find a girl he loves, watching him lose his mind because he can't embark on his spiritual practice..."

"Barbarians are unable to cultivate the immortal path. I originally wanted to let him live out his ordinary mortal life. When his lifespan ends, I will bring him back to the barbarian tribe and awaken the terrifying talent of his barbarian true blood..."

"In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore. I watched him wandering around, leaving home, and suffering so much. He suffered so much, so I left the barbarian heritage in the North Sea, guiding him to find it. He practiced the barbarian's most powerful method and awakened the barbarian blood in his body..."

"Then, he met the girl he truly loved. He grew up, cultivated, and sang along the way, until he traveled across the five realms and became famous in the mountain and sea realms..."

"But, he's so young, and his disguise is not good enough. How can he hide it from the gods of the ancient Tiangong in Zhongdu?"

"That god-transforming father and daughter had planned this all along. That woman never truly loved him. Instead, she used the false love Gu spawned by the Southern Border Saint Gu Worm to trick him..."

"hehe."

"By the time I knew it, it was already too late."

"The wedding banquet has begun! This is called a wedding banquet, but in reality it is a grand ritual of heaven and earth, a terrifying ritual that can steal power, seize destiny, and even defy heaven and replace it!"

"Barbarian true blood, this terrifying aptitude, directly leading to the Divine Transformation, even in the ancient times when the immortal path flourished and various races competed for supremacy, it has never appeared many times."

"Only the reincarnation of a powerful barbarian god, or a calamity-bearing being born with destiny, could possibly have such a terrifying talent..."

"To protect my child, I descended, breaking taboos without hesitation, fighting the Central Realm Divine, and wiping that woman from the world!"

"But he doesn't know."

"They followed me all the way to the ancient ruins, and in the end, they were willing to kill me and die at my hands, rather than believe the truth I told them..."

Speaking of which.

The hands of this young-looking ancient barbarian god were shaking as he held the fishing rod, and his voice became increasingly old, as if he was even more weathered and dying than the old man Mantu.

"I'm not some ancient barbarian god. As a father, I want to protect my child. Am I wrong?"

"you tell me."

"Why, he doesn't want to believe his biological father..."

"Why?!"

The voice of this ancient barbarian god was plain, but his words contained extremely strong power. These words made the mountains and seas tremble, made the heaven and earth dim, and made the sun and moon dim.

"Tell me, why?"

The ancient barbarian god turned his head and looked over.

boom!

Pressure like a mountain or sea surged in.

Under this gaze, Su Chen was like a lone boat in the vast ocean, with countless raging waves and turbulent undercurrents waiting to tear him to pieces.

"Love in this world is the most luxurious thing."

"It's like honey."

"Like poison."

"It makes people immersed in it and unwilling to wake up. Even if it is just an illusion, they have to tell themselves that it is real!"

"perhaps."

"He already knew it. What you said is true."

"So, he, unwilling to wake up, would rather die in your hands than continue to immerse himself in this fantasy dream..."

"The father is not at fault, the child is not at fault, the only ones who are at fault are the perpetrators."

"They deserve to die the most!"