Chapter 1038: Chapter 646: Turtle and dicine_2 Chapter 1038: Chapter 646: Turtle and dicine_2 “A person will walk out from inside the tomb?”
“As years fall like leaves, the universe towards great entropy, all the eternally burning stars will eventually grow silent and be extinguished… It might not be just one person, it could also be an entire race erging from within…”
The elderly man gave a bitter smile, his tone not particularly certain.
This tomb buried too many creatures, and he was rely an insignificant one among them. He was only fortunate enough to have gained sentience, allowed to roam within the boundaries set by the Immortal’s Tomb, aware of so matters, but being specific and comprehensive was naturally impossible.
Truly speaking of status, he might not even rank as high as the youthful girl seated within the Crystal Coffin outside the tomb.
Not everyone was permitted to enter the Crystal Coffin, which contained unimaginable legacies. The fact that she could enter the coffin clearly showed she had truly captured the eyes of the entity who founded the Immortal’s Tomb.
Jiang Hui wasn’t sure if it was his illusion, but as the elderly man spoke these secrets, the other’s body seed to crack even more.
The other’s lips were chapped and cracked, like a piece of mud long unmoistened, opened with startling cracks, his flesh seed as though it had been sucked away by so mysterious force, nearly clean off, leaving only the remaining skin on the upper body, hanging like tattered clothing on a skeletal fra.
This sight inevitably reminded one of travelers struggling to survive in the desert, rcilessly stripped of life’s moisture and vitality by the relentless sun and sandstorms, reduced to skin and bones, barely alive.
Clearly, even if it was just hearsay, it still required enduring a certain backlash, though it was not lethal.
But this severed finger bone knew not much about the other, despite having lain silently within the Yellow Soil Tomb for a long ti. Hindered by insufficient strength, he had lingered so long yet hadn’t learned as much as the man and woman outside, the little secrets he did know ca from the words of outsiders.
Jiang Hui didn’t respond verbally, rely lifting his gaze, piercing through the thick, marsh-like layer of yellow soil, looking towards the very top of this majestic tomb.
There, gleaming with fresh True Blood, crystal clear, blossoming like jade marrow with a crimson glow, still radiating a vigorous life force after eons, as though it had just been shed.
The blood was quite peculiar, not evil, different from the Curse Power perating this Yellow Soil Tomb, seemingly left intentionally, waiting for soone destined to retrieve it.
It could be considered a treasure, of course, but for him, it was just that, the village was not short of such things, though the old man’s strength clearly made it impossible for him to discover it.
Monts later.
His gaze shifted from the dazzling True Blood, contemplating the words spoken by the elderly man.
The other’s words contained so hidden anings.
The so-called great upheaval, in fact, would not greatly affect common beings or those with insufficient strength.
But those at the very pinnacle of the pyramid, the strongest beings, would all face a great reckoning, even titans who could walk freely upon The Boundary Sea could not avoid being swept into it.
So titans naturally did not wish to be reckoned, hence they had prepared their escape routes well in advance. This Immortal’s Tomb was precisely such an escape, prepared by an unimaginable existence, as well as a coordinate.
The future protagonist, when the great upheaval ca, and he couldn’t resist, would return from The Boundary Sea back to the tomb.
At that ti, as long as he didn’t expose his aura, no one would be able to find him.
A master hidden behind veils indeed.
Yet throughout reading, Jiang Hui never quite understood which entity it was.
“You’ve gone in circles and said so much, and asked if I knew the origin of this Yellow Soil Tomb…”
“Tell then, what does this have to do with the anomaly in the tomb?”
Regathering his thoughts, Jiang Hui asked solemnly.
The elderly man’s body couldn’t help but tremble, as if intimidated by an invisible force. He hurriedly spoke, his voice trembling slightly:
“Just as ntioned earlier, this Yellow Soil Tomb is not an ordinary grave, but a mysterious portal, the destined return for that supre being of heavens and earth, and also the channel guiding their return.
However, recently, there seems to be an unknown force stirring within the tomb, tainting the Immortal’s Tomb. If more ti passes, by then it’s feared that the supre being might not be able to return through the Immortal’s Tomb…”
“Is there anything else?” Jiang Hui asked, his eyes half-open.
He was concerned whether the anomaly inside the Immortal’s Tomb was related to the disturbances at the Ancient Guidance Palace near the border of the Immortal Domain.
As for whether the master of this Immortal’s Tomb could return because of this, he did not care.
If it really ca down to it, he would act out of kindness and personally head to the Boundary Sea to drag the master of the tomb back himself.
If the other party managed to return aboard the Immortal’s Tomb, then he would sense it and would know who created this Immortal’s Tomb.
“Gone… gone…” the old man struggled to swallow his saliva.
Wasn’t this a big deal?
The one who erged from the tomb could be a future protagonist of heaven and earth, possibly capable of contending against the dark turmoil, not to ntion being involved in nurous sches and calculations.
Once unable to return, the potential impact was likely beyond imagination, surely causing a ripple effect that could affect many aspects and events.
However, he only dared to mutter these thoughts in his heart and never dared to voice them aloud.
He had heard earlier that the true rule of the Immortal Domain was survival of the fittest, where emotions were aloof. Now, it seed it was truly as the na suggested.
“You stay inside the tomb, and if anything else happens, just silently recite my na in your mind, and I will co to check.”
While the elderly man was lost in his chaotic thoughts, Jiang Hui indifferently spoke.
In the village.
On the vast open plains,
a golden, dazzling Immortal Elixir was rooted in the earth, vigorously absorbing the essence between heaven and earth, radiating a blinding light.
Under the illumination of the morning sun, the light appeared even more splendid, like a golden gem embedded in the earth, glittering resplendently.
But most eye-catching at the top of this golden Immortal Elixir was a fist-sized little person seated cross-legged, enveloped in golden light and heavy mists, rendering the facial features invisible but allowing a vague glimpse of general facial contours.
Next to the Immortal Elixir, a majestic white ancient turtle lay quietly.
It had a massive body, comparable to a towering mountain, with an aura of age that was formidable.
The ancient turtle kept its eyes tightly shut, not moving as if it had sunk into so deep, profound silence. The passage of years had left deep marks on it, and the turtle shell was covered with patterns of the old world, bearing witness to its endless years.
Over its huge shell, through countless days and nights, dust had gradually accumulated, forming a thick layer of cover. On this layer of dust, various kinds of plants had grown—flowers blood brilliantly, competing for beauty and radiating charming fragrances; robust, towering trees swayed gracefully as if singing praises to the land; and streams babbled, flowing over the turtle shell, producing lodious sounds.
If not for the head of the white ancient turtle sticking out, one might indeed mistake it for a majestic peak.
Just at that mont.
As footsteps approached, the previously immobile turtle, as if petrified, suddenly slowly opened its eyes. Subsequently, its massive limbs, akin to enormous stone pillars, vigorously stood up, looking toward the horizon.
“Whoosh…”
In an instant, as the white turtle made a sudden move, dust and stones burst from the shell, dust flew up, the babbling streams, and cascading waterfalls all boiled over, causing the birds and beasts that had made their hos above to scatter in panic, hiding in their dens, trembling.
Fortunately, the movent of the white ancient turtle was both steady and swift. After a mont, the vibration on the shell disappeared, and the terrified birds and beasts beca active again, roaming between the dense forest and lush grass on the turtle’s shell.
Not only the mighty white ancient turtle, comparable to a mountain, but also the Immortal Elixir that had previously been calm, underwent a startling transformation at that mont.
The golden little person, originally suspended in the center of the flower, suddenly beca active and burst out of the mists like a golden bolt of lightning tearing through the tranquility, with a serious expression tightly locked onto the spot the white ancient turtle was gazing at.
The setting sun gradually sank, and its afterglow blood across the sky, forming a magnificent band of light, breathtakingly beautiful.
Soon, at the end of the horizon.
A towering, upright figure slowly walked toward from the distance.
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