Under the moonlight, Ye An sat on the grass with his head bowed.
Suddenly, his body shook, his pupils trembled, and an indescribable bitterness surged within him.
Because he now knew who Ah Ying was.
His na was recorded in the textbooks, but it was only briefly ntioned, leaving a vague impression until now.
This is how it was written:
"As the coronation battle entered a white-hot phase, the enemy revealed their first trump card. Inspired by the gods, he appeared on the frontline of the human race, causing extensive damage. The first pride of the human race from ten thousand years ago countered him, holding off the enemy at the first frontline for three hundred miles over three months. During these ninety days and nights, the enemy made no progress. His na was Lin Ying."
Little is known about the coronation battle three thousand years ago. Ye An was no exception. To him, it was a distant story from the books, portrayed in a simple and plain manner.
Middle school students didn't know who the one inspired by the gods was, nor did they have a clear concept of the extensive damage ntioned in the book. The na "Lin Ying" at the end wasn't rembered because there were too many nas in history books, and students busy with their studies and exams had no ti to rember so many nas.
The reason Ye An had an impression was because the book added a prefix—"forr pride of the human race."
But in this rapidly changing era, even such a prefix was hardly attention-grabbing.
If not for his strong mory, it would have been very difficult to recall.
At this mont, Lin Ying was sitting beside him.
Ye An finally began to have so shallow understanding of the coronation battle.
"Are you Lin Ying?" Ye An turned to ask him.
But Lin Ying had already disappeared, and Ye An didn't know where he had gone.
Under the night sky, the grassy field was empty, with only Ye An there.
In his mind, that prefix surfaced again.
Ye An stood up and looked towards the dark woods in the distance.
That might have been the direction Lin Ying had left. He was once the first pride of the human race.
Now, he had beco a great tree of the heavens, guarding a territory.
That's why he told himself to go boldly to the Swordlight Assembly.
Otherwise, I'll do it myself!
Although he couldn't participate in that arena now, he reminded himself of what the first pride should do.
To tell all the races and realms.
Tis have changed!
Ye An stood on the quiet and empty wilderness.
There was no one around him, just like how the first pride would be.
Being the strongest is not just a title but also a responsibility.
As the strongest, you should stand at the forefront of everyone, alone, confronting everything.
Ye An had just connected to the military's electronic network via the star platform.
Here, they only prohibited the use of cultivator powers, but internet access was allowed. So, he had spent a lot of rit points to obtain information about Lin Ying.
Three thousand years ago, in front of the first Great Wall.
The inspirer could kill all human warriors with just a thought.
Except for Lin Ying, who was an exception.
So he had to stand in front of everyone, alone against the inspirer and the divine army.
Among those records was also a photograph.
A young Lin Ying holding a shattered long knife, half covered in blood, standing on an endless sea of colorful energy, arrogantly staring at the inspirers.
Behind him was the towering first battle zone.
Nearly a million elite human warriors, covering the mountains and plains, all unable to participate in battle, only looking up at the two figures in the sky, praying that the strongest could bring victory and hope.
Ye An also thought that the provocation from the divine clan this ti was very irritating.
"You co, we double the reward for you!"
"But only one person can co from the human race!"
Enter the ga alone, go to the strong n under the heavens who want to kill you the most, and fight their descendants.
Do you dare?
In the village of Earth.
The old man suddenly looked up and asked Lin Ying, "Do you think Ye An is the source of luck?"
Lin Ying replied decisively, "He definitely isn't. I've been to the High Heaven Domain once and probably know who the source of luck is."
"That's a surprising answer for everyone."
"The old man, you know, my eldest brother is crazy."
"He dares to think and dares to do anything."
"To make such a choice, it's not surprising."
"As soon as Lin Ying heard my eldest brother, he got goosebumps and sighed, 'One person blocks the sky and earth, and only he can do it.'"
"Suddenly thought of my young age, followed you and listened to him say he wants to make the human race the strongest in the world, without equal, I feel that this person speaks without his brain."
"Like to blow."
"A blink of an eye for ten thousand years."
"It's really fast."
Lin Ying smiled self-deprecatingly and looked up at the sky.
Next to him, the old man suddenly asked, "Do you think Ye An can beco the strongest of this generation?"
"The future, who knows?" Lin Ying shrugged indifferently. "But anything is possible."
"Right?"
...
The next day.
Ye An woke up from his sleep.
According to what those big shots like Lin Ying said, I have now achieved my goal.
Physical limits strengthened by two tenths.
It's ti for to leave.
In the village, Tan Que was confused. He hurriedly walked up and said, "Brother Ye, are you leaving?"
"I was waiting half a day to prepare to treat you to a al."
Since Ye An ca to the village until now, he hadn't had a chance to talk to Tan Que for more than a few sentences before he was about to leave.
Calculating the ti, there was still ti to have a al, and he also had so questions to ask Tan Que.
At the dinner table.
"You really don't rember anything?" Ye An asked in surprise.
Tan Que frowned and said, "I only rember that I seed to have died, and when I woke up, I was alive again."
"I've learned what happened in between through other ans."
"What ans?" Ye An was curious.
Tan Que tilted his head and said, "Fan Guan Yun is a chanic. She recorded everything on the battlefield in real ti."
"I turned into the Black Dragon King and trampled the White Ghost Emperor underfoot."
After that, he took out the golden brick from his chest and sighed, "The Black Dragon King is in here."
"Now no matter what I call him, he won't respond to ."
"I ca back to ask the village chief and the others what's going on."
"The village chief and the others were also very shocked."
"From their looks, it doesn't seem like they're pretending."
"It's giving a headache."
Ye An pulled the corner of his mouth.
Looking at Tan Que's sorrowful appearance, it didn't seem like he was pretending.
Is there really soone so easy to deceive in this world?
"So what do you think now?"
"What else can I think?" Tan Que lowered his head to eat and said, "Eat, drink, train, everything as usual."
"At least one thing I can be sure of is that if I die, the Black Dragon King will also die."
"Have you read novels before?" Ye An shook his head. "I haven't read them."
"Do you understand the old man in the ring?" Tan Que grinned and said, holding up the golden brick, "This is my destiny."
"As long as I feed the Black Dragon King enough, he will take as his disciple and help fight!"
"He can even fight the Black Demon King!"
"And that was only his seventy percent power. At that ti, the Black Dragon King hadn't fully recovered to the fourth realm's peak state."
"So I want to feed him first. In the future, if I fight with you, if I encounter enemies I can't beat, just throw out."
"Bro, just transform into a self-destruct infantryman. I don't believe that the Black Dragon King won't show up!"
Ye An was helpless, not understanding Tan Que's line of thought, and could only reply, "Okay, okay, that's a great idea."
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