Perfect World: Ten Crowns

Chapter 395: Burial World Crisis
"The Emperor has reappeared."

At this moment, everyone turned around and looked towards that piece of sky and earth.

In the chaotic mist, a hazy figure emerged, appearing and disappearing, with infinite fairy light surrounding him, and the breath of life he exuded made everyone change color.

After 20,000 years of silence, the emperor came out again and woke up from seclusion.

"Father!"

After seeing that tall figure, Princess Qinghuang couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.

Even though she had become an immortal, she was still overwhelmed with emotion and rushed forward.

These twenty thousand years had been too difficult. She had witnessed too many lives and deaths. If it had not been for the nine-color and seven-color elixirs left by her father, many of her fellow brothers and sisters would have nearly died.

But even so, many disciples of the Imperial Court died. Some of them had a good relationship with her, but they died in the battles and could not be saved.

"Don't cry. I will avenge your father for you."

Xia Sheng's eyes were calm. He reached out to wipe away the tears from the girl's cheeks. Then he looked at the younger generations with a deep gaze and nodded slightly in his heart.

During the 20,000 years that I was away, my disciples and younger generations had grown a lot.

That’s right, only by experiencing real blood and tears can you see the true world.

"I want to conquer the sea of ​​boundaries!"

Then, he looked at the seven kings in the field and told them the purpose of his visit.

With the help of the Nine-Turn Immortal Pill, Xia Sheng had erased the last trace of Taoism in his body eighteen thousand years ago and returned to the peak of his life.

But he was not willing to do so and wanted to break into the giant realm in one fell swoop.

But, it was too difficult after all. After repeated attacks and transformations of life and death, I never took that last step. Each time I fell just a little short of the yin and yang death realm.

It was not until the war in the outside world became too brutal that Xia Sheng knew that he had to be born.

"My Lord, we can still hold on for a while."

King Taowu spoke quickly, but his expression seemed somewhat reluctant.

As time goes by, there are more and more dark kings on the edge of the dam. Although many strong people have returned from the fairyland, the pressure faced by the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths is increasing sharply.

As for the burial area, quite a dispute broke out there. The two burial kings were unable to take care of themselves, let alone support the nine heavens and ten earths.

"No need."

Xia Sheng shook his head slightly. He knew that his transformation had reached its limit. If he wanted to go further, it would take more than ten thousand or twenty thousand years.

Therefore, he had to take action and use bloody means to let the kings on the sea boundary know that he was still alive, and whoever dared to attack the Nine Heavens would suffer heavy revenge!
"What do we need to do?"

The second best in the world said, his dragon eyes flashing, bursting out with boundless fighting spirit.

As the strongest of the dragon clan, he is born to be warlike. Defense is not his strong point, and taking the initiative to attack is the kingly way.

"Wait for me to come back."

Xia Sheng said that he had to make sufficient preparations before entering the sea boundary.

First, he spent a huge amount of cultivation resources to build a Nirvana Pool deep underground, which was composed of countless king-level formations and connected the major veins of the nine heavens and ten earths.

With the help of the seven kings, it only took half a month.

All the monks who participated in the battle left a trace of their essence and blood here.

If there are casualties on our side during a war, as long as a trace of our soul is still retained, we can be resurrected in time from this world.

Of course, if attacked by the Immortal King, then perhaps only the Nine-Colored Immortal Pill can save you.

Afterwards, Xia Sheng continued on his journey and came to the Burial Realm alone.

"Daoyou is here."

King Huo Hengzang came out alone to greet them, but did not see Han Zhuo.

"What exactly happened here?"

Xia Sheng asked. As he walked along, he found that the place was full of cracks and the soil was in pieces. It was obvious that it had suffered a severe blow.

"We are being targeted by a supreme giant in the boundy sea."

Huo Heng smiled bitterly and told an ancient story of cause and effect.

The founder of the Burial Realm, the chicken farmer in the world, had a feud with an extremely powerful person from another world, and now that person has returned and wants to personally lead the army against the Burial Realm. The extremely powerful person, Qu Chong!
"It turned out to be this person, and you actually stopped him?"

Hearing this, Xia Sheng was shocked and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

It should be noted that Huo Heng and Han Zhuo are just ordinary giants, far from being comparable to the supreme giants.

"Still testing, sending out an avatar frequently, no less than me and Han Zhuo."

Huo Heng said honestly that he knew Xia Sheng's doubts, so he gave an explanation.

According to Qu Chong's strength, if he exerts his full strength, he can naturally sweep across the Burial Realm. However, he is still testing the Burial Realm's strength. He is wary of the backup plan left by the "chicken farmer" and the existence of the Burial Realm's ancestor.

"The ancestor of the burial world, is this person really still alive?"

Hearing this, Xia Sheng was shocked and asked quickly.

He knew many secrets. The ancestor of the burial world was naturally not a chicken farmer, but someone else. It was rumored that he was the first creature in the burial world to come into contact with the ancient artifact of origin, but the time was too long ago and no one knew what his condition was.

"The master of burial has never died."

Huo Heng said seriously, then let out a bitter laugh.

Although it is confirmed that the Master of Burial is still alive, even the King of Burial does not know his whereabouts. Perhaps only the chicken farmers in the depths of the Sea of ​​Boundary know something about this person.

After all, the two should have a blood connection.

"That's it, I know."

Xia Sheng nodded slightly. The information he got today was too shocking.

"I want to borrow the burial soil for use."

Then he spoke and told his plan.

Since he couldn't leave with the emperor's body, he wanted to attract the enemies in the sea boundary here, and then use the emperor's body to control them and kill them all at once.

"Is this a bit too risky?"

Hearing this, Huo Heng frowned and did not immediately agree nor refuse.

"This is a matter of great importance. Please allow me to discuss this with Daoist Fellow Han Zhuo."

He said, and then took Xia Sheng deeper into the burial area.

If they could really control the emperor's body, it would definitely be a great help to the Burial Realm, but in return they would have to suffer more enemies from the Sea of ​​Boundary.

Soon, the two met King Hanzhuo Zang. His face was black, like a corpse, and there was no trace of life in his body. It was obvious that he had suffered a great blow.

After telling the purpose of their visit, Han Zhuo and Huo Heng looked at each other, their minds intertwined, and they continued to discuss.

Finally, the two burial kings agreed, but they had one request.

"When the burial world encounters a crisis in the future, the emperor must take action regardless of the consequences."

Of course, this was not a suicide mission, but required him to control the emperor's body to stop at least one giant.

"There's no need to face Qu Chong. If he really attacks, no one can stop him." Han Zhuo said, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

Now is the time when the burial world is at its most empty. Many burial kings have gone far away to the sea of ​​​​the world, and some are even deeper underground, trying to break through the path of becoming a king. Maybe they are still alive, or maybe they are already dead.

"Okay, I agree." Xia Sheng nodded seriously.

Just like that, he reached an agreement with the funeral world.

Boom!

On this day, the killing was overwhelming. A supreme figure appeared and rushed into the Taichu Ancient Mine. The light of his fist suppressed the four directions. Countless strange creatures were suppressed and trembled, unable to raise their heads.

"You guys are just taking advantage of the situation. There is no need for you to exist anymore."

Xia Sheng shouted in a deep voice, and with a muffled groan, he destroyed this place.

There are too many nodes connecting the nine heavens and ten earths to the sea of ​​​​boundaries. He originally wanted to wait until the giants cleaned up these tumors, but now that moment can no longer be waited for. He must settle everything in this life.

Click!

Then, he pierced through the sky and earth with one palm and came directly to the sea boundary.

"I am the Son of Heaven, who will take care of the calamity?"

(End of this chapter)