klisemfg Chapter 283 The Secret of the Dao
Chapter 283 The Secret of the Dao
Changqing listened quietly to the bloody man's story, and his mood could not help but fluctuate.
“As for this last hope of ascending to immortality, although they do not know the specific steps of the Yan Dao experiment, now that everyone knows about the Yan Dao experiment, they will definitely not give up this last hope easily.
Soon, this news spread among many star fields, and all major forces, regardless of whether they understood it or not, insisted on launching this unproven experiment.
Soon, various E-Yan Dao experimenters appeared frequently, and the strength they showed was so powerful that it made people salivate. As if to verify it, those hesitant forces no longer cared and joined the ranks.
But everything has its pros and cons. The more taboo the experiment is, the greater the disadvantages will be. Finally, the crazy experiment of Yan Dao attracted the attention of a strange force.
Soon, every force that was conducting experiments in the Dao of Derivation openly, along with all living beings within tens of thousands of miles of their area, were all wiped out overnight. Even the plants and trees were not spared and were turned into scorched earth.
Everyone then came to their senses and dared not go on.
Ten thousand years later, I was born.
Ever since I can remember, I have been following my family ancestor in wandering among the star fields, trying to find a glimmer of hope for becoming an immortal. These things just now were also told to us by my ancestor. My ancestor felt that this was very strange and terrifying, so he did not choose this Dao experiment.
What happened afterwards is almost complete on the mural.”
Changqing didn't expect that there was such a secret, and he never thought that Yandao would last for such a long time.
The bloody man looked at Changqing's left arm, his expression becoming somewhat angry:
“After the ancestor dug out the wood, the spiritual consciousness on the wood kept asking the ancestor to find something. In return, the wood kept teaching the ancestor some methods of becoming an immortal.
Sure enough, not long after, the ancestor who had already reached the bottleneck of ascension crossed that threshold. When he ascended to heaven, I was only a teenager. I only saw a light gate appear in the void, guiding the ancestor.
But unexpectedly, the weirdness still came. A black storm suddenly appeared and descended on the Bronze City.
Many tribesmen were swallowed up by the black fog, and not even a scream was heard. Although the ancestor was anxious, the guiding beam of light for ascension could not be interrupted, so the ancestor could only worry.
The black fog finally abandoned the few remaining tribesmen and wrapped around the ascending ancestor. At the critical moment, the wood flashed with golden light and forced the black fog back, and the ancestor also ascended safely.
The holy object not only allowed our ancestor to ascend to heaven, but also saved us. Naturally, we worship the holy object to the extreme.
After that, only a few of us young people and our grandfather were left here, under the guidance of the holy object, to seal the year and wait for the black fog to subside. "
This time, the blood man looked at the wooden sword Dongfeng 51 with a somewhat conflicted expression.
"The reason why it is difficult to ascend to immortality is that black fog?" Chang Qing was shocked to hear the extraordinary truth.
The bloody man nodded and continued to tell his story:
"Tens of thousands of years ago, we who were sleeping in the tree were awakened by the holy object. He said that he didn't have much time left, so he asked the powerful grandfather to find someone, an old man who looked like a teacher..."
Changqing's heart skipped a beat and he vaguely guessed who the old man was.
“But the world is so big, how can we possibly seek a fight? After a few years, we have all grown up and become even stronger.
At this time, Grandpa came back because he was forced to return because his life was exhausted. Unfortunately, he did not find that person, and Grandpa died with regret.
Only a few of us younger generations and the weak Saint were left. Later, we asked the Saint what secret that man had. After many attempts, the Saint finally let us know. He said that man had something related to the word hope.
Finally, the holy object sighed softly, as if it also knew that it was extremely unlikely to find a person in the vast star field. Then the holy object told us another possibility of the Yandao experiment..."
"Another possibility?" Chang Qing had a bad feeling for some reason.
The bloody man continued to tell his story:
"From that day on, we scattered out from Lingran Tianxia to complete the mission given by the holy object. However, a thousand years have passed and there is still no clue.
We gathered again, but the holy object was already extremely weak, and even communication became sporadic.
The holy object lamented the passing of time, and knew that it had ultimately failed, so it gave us a chance to ascend to immortality. You have also seen that chance, which is the tiny bit of flesh and blood in the coffin where I woke up.
We started the experiment of Yan Dao in Yingxu. It went smoothly at first. We created a physique that was strong enough to defy the heavens. But when we took out the flesh and blood and prepared to integrate them into that body, the sky became extremely gloomy.
Our experiment was discovered after all. Many domain gates opened above the test site, and many black shadows appeared. The other few people relied on their powerful skills to resist the attacks from the sky.
But for some reason, the body we created just couldn't merge into that bit of flesh and blood.
We knew that the experiment had failed, so we gave up and prepared to fight our way out, thinking that there was still a lot of time to fight. However, the enemy was too powerful, and we were defeated and beaten back.
At that time, the huge green tree knew of our crisis, appeared, and wiped out our enemies.
However, powerful enemies kept coming to the Domain Gate, and Qingshu soon showed signs of fatigue.
Later, Qingshu seemed to have discovered something and said "sorry" to us.
Then he imprisoned this world and isolated all the strong people around in this world. Qingshu became weaker, leaving us to fight hard, but the people around us fell one after another.
In the end, I was the only one left. I was unwilling to give in, but facing the tidal wave of enemies, I was powerless.
I chose to self-destruct, severely damaging all living beings in this world.
The physical body disappeared, but by chance, my consciousness took control of the body we were experimenting with.
At the same time, I finally realized the horror of Yan Dao's experiment. This body can indeed break the shackles of the black fog. At the same time, he also realized why that piece of flesh and blood could not be integrated into this body.
Because this body is not worthy. To this body, that strand of flesh and blood is like the mother that gave birth to all things. How dare a living creature override the Creator!
But everything was over. The death of my fellow tribesmen drove me mad. I continued to slaughter the seriously injured enemies one after another until only two people were left in Yingxu. One was the mad world spirit contaminated by the bloody smell, and the other was the fisherman in the blood river.
After hundreds of clashes, the two found that they could not completely kill me in this body. Then the world spirit used forbidden means to strip off my flesh and skin, but still could not completely defeat me. In the end, the two had to suppress me in a ten-thousand-year-old ebony coffin and sealed me for tens of thousands of years.
But the funny thing is, when I woke up again and came here with you, I knew that the holy object had never been weak. Tens of thousands of years of searching had been fruitless. It was because the holy object was disappointed in us. It was not that it could not save us, it just gave up on this place...
We were treated as abandoned pawns after all..."