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Suddenly, the black fog surged and billowed.
A "funeralist" suddenly opened his eyes.
The Burial Master is mysterious and unpredictable, possessing earth-shattering power.
Some powerful figures from other realms were utterly no match for him, easily defeated by these three!
Soon the two met.
To Shi Hao's surprise, he trembled all over when he saw the Great Luo Immortal Sword and knelt down to kowtow.
Shi Hao was astonished and stood there dumbfounded. How could such a thing happen? It was bowing its head. What was the origin of this sword embryo?
The Burial Master is eerie, mysterious, and powerful; even cultivators from other realms tremble at the mere mention of his name.
His face changed color. Today, a powerful burial master was disturbed and brought into the world, and this is how he behaved here.
It was a formidable creature, standing up to ten feet tall, with a pair of broad, decaying wings on its back.
The pitch-black mist surged and billowed, like a demon god emerging from hell.
Without a doubt, this burial warrior was very strong; his silver pupils were like blades.
Even from a distance, it causes excruciating pain, as if the skin is about to split open.
But surprisingly, he knelt down before Shi Hao.
Shi Hao's eyes lit up; he felt there was hope.
With just a few words, he managed to persuade the funeral director to join his side.
I also learned some about their background!
The Funeral Master is not a walking corpse, not an ancient corpse in the general sense, and not a simple spirit after death, because it actually has memories and will!
The Burial Warriors are very likely a race, a mysterious and powerful unknown race.
They lie dormant beneath the earth year-round, waiting for an opportunity, reluctant to revive, harboring a shocking secret unknown to the world.
After he and the undertaker left the pass, they searched everywhere.
They killed many intruding foreign experts.
Upon learning that the ancient burial area contained numerous miraculous medicines, Shi Hao's mouth watered.
He shamelessly begged to be buried with him in the sacred burial ground.
As a result, the two of them went inside.
A sudden change occurred! !
It's unbelievable.
Shi Hao discovered that his flesh and blood had turned into light and disappeared; he was now a skeleton.
At the same time, he was shocked to discover that the burial attendant opposite him had also changed.
The black mist on its body disappeared, turning into pure white wisps of mist, and it revealed its true form.
This is a young girl, unbelievably beautiful, with flawless skin that seems to melt at the touch.
Her skin was fair and translucent, and her long, flowing hair was smooth as a mirror.
And behind her, there was a pair of pure white wings.
She possessed an ethereal aura, incomparably sacred, like a banished fairy, or an angel descended to earth.
Chapter 219: The Dialogue Between the Desolate Heavenly Emperor and the Future Cao Yusheng, Spanning Eternal Ages!
This surprised Shi Hao.
This is all so strange, the Undertaker, a creature with rotting wings.
Now she has become a beautiful young woman, youthful and radiant, a complete transformation.
He himself was reduced to nothing but bones, though... pure white.
It doesn't look particularly eerie, but since all the flesh and blood have been removed, it doesn't resemble a living person anymore.
As Shi Hao stepped into this burial ground, a stone tablet suddenly appeared, surrounded by the aura of the Great Dao.
The girl said that Shi Hao was actually an unparalleled being.
It perished many years ago.
He is now just clinging to the obsession he had back then.
Shi Hao was incredulous!
In his daze, Shi Hao heard someone calling his name again.
"Huang, my brother, where are you? Even if I have to dig up every evil grave in the world, I will find you."
"Waaah... How could you possibly die? What did you encounter? I saw your name on the path to immortality, I saw your inscription in the cycle of reincarnation, you punched through an obstacle! But why are you still gone? An entire era has passed, have you truly perished? There's no trace of you left. I've been buried nine times, watching the years change, generation after generation of geniuses rise and fall, but why are you gone!?"
"Huang, my brother, may your soul return! With your talent and spirit that could conquer the ages, how could you be gone..."
Shi Hao stared blankly at the fat Taoist priest in front of him, feeling that he resembled his close friend Cao Yusheng in his adulthood.
Cao Yusheng seems to be having a dialogue with his land!
It turned out that a celestial upheaval had occurred, tearing apart the long river of time.
Some scenes from the future have appeared.
But not everyone can manifest and be seen, unless their strength is unparalleled throughout history!
At this moment, Cao Yusheng is talking to someone.
"Master, parts of the ancient, haunted tombs from several eras ago have already been excavated."
This can't go on. That person disappeared too long ago, their whereabouts are unknown and impossible to pinpoint; we can't even guess where they're buried.
"Master, it's time to go. The enemy is coming soon. We have to fight. We can't keep dwelling on the past."
said the voice.
"What do you know? If my brother were still alive, many things... Do you know about the darkest years in history?"
"Do you even know about the Great Purge that spanned several eras? You... know absolutely nothing!"
The Taoist priest exuded an aura of otherworldly wisdom and possessed unparalleled magical power.
However, when he berates his own disciples, his tone is really not that of a wise person.
"Master, you don't know either, right? That period of time is too chaotic."
No one in later generations could explain it clearly; it was all just hearsay.
You should know that there are all sorts of opinions, and there is still no conclusion.
Someone raised a flock of phoenixes, treated them like chickens, and waited every day to eat their eggs;
What ancient corpse has traversed several eras and has been floating in the universe?
The deceased was buried in a broken earthenware jar underground;
What old monster is sleeping in the Immortal Refining Pot?
What? Two eras ago, an invincible ancient being whose body was cut into six pieces and sealed in six immortal herbs;
What terrifying world is as vast as the Immortal Realm?
What would it take for an immortal to give up everything in order to cross the sea to the other side?
Even after death, one's flesh and blood can transform into a fairy butterfly.
Ethereal creatures roam freely through all realms, their unwavering devotion lingering, wandering among the ancient rivers of time.
Inside the oldest temple from the beginning of time, the person who had been sitting motionless opened their eyes…
"If any of these people and events were true, it would be incredible. Could we believe it?"
Moreover, what's even more outrageous is that you said, Master...
These people and events were just a small ripple in that dark period.
A truly great upheaval, a truly magnificent spectacle.
It is hundreds or thousands of times worse than what has been said.
I... simply cannot imagine it, and I dare not imagine it!
"You dare doubt Master Dao, you unfilial little brat!"
The Taoist priest slapped the disciple on the back of the head with a loud "smack".
"Of all the legends, only the bronze coffin of the Three Generations still exists, and we can see the actual object."
Furthermore, An Lan and Yu Tuo also knew this. As for the rest, there's really no evidence.
"Let me tell you, the real ancient history is not just a hundred times worse than this, but many times worse."
That lifetime truly exceeded everyone's comprehension. "The Taoist priest sighed.
"Master, you've only heard about it from legends, you haven't experienced it yourself, so why are you so sure?!"
That disciple was not convinced.