Chapter 1183: Chapter 744: Clan Annihilation, Human Death Chapter 1183: Chapter 744: Clan Annihilation, Human Death The mont that inauspicious key touched the surface of the copper coffin,
by my ears,
a sudden cacophony of sword clashes and the keen sound of tallic battles erupted.
The sounds seed both far and near, now faint, now clear.
Listening closely, they were even sowhat piercing, but before Jiang Hui could experience much,
the next mont.
An abrupt change occurred.
At the end of the world within his field of vision,
there appeared an unimaginable, torrential river.
The water roared and surged, rushing towards the sky.
Boundless as the river was, it wound like a mighty dragon, traversing past and present.
Its colossal force was simply indescribable.
Its roar was as earth-shattering as millions of thunderclaps, shaking everything.
The waves surged, layer upon layer.
Jiang Hui’s eyebrows imdiately knitted together once more.
This was the true River of Ti.
Even for emperors who controlled endless rules, it was impossible to harness this River of Ti for their own use.
For it was not rely a river, but also represented one of the primitive forms of the Great Taoist.
Though it flowed like water, it wasn’t really water at all.
Instead, it was the fusion of countless incomprehensible Rules of The Great Taoist.
It rely manifested in the form of a vast river.
Beholding the awe-inspiring, tumultuous river,
even Jiang Hui couldn’t help but feel a surge of intense shock.
The Power of Ti could be represented in many forms.
But the true River of Ti had only this one manner of presentation, and even emperors could not easily summon it, as it required a great cost.
Jiang Hui looked profoundly, his eyes shimring continuously as he surveyed this River of Ti that only he could perceive.
Ti, was one of the most primitive, most important, and principal forces and rules of The Great Universe from the beginning.
Even emperors dared not fathom the Power of Ti.
To practice the Power of Ti, there was no better way than witnessing the true River of Ti.
Jiang Hui decisively closed his eyes, imrsing his whole being into the River of Ti.
Like a fish transford, he swam freely through the water, feeling its flow and changes.
The river raged and roared, waves rolling fiercely, as if countless creatures struggled and roared within it.
These creatures did not truly exist, but were the embodint of the rules of the Great Taoist.
They were the most precious treasures of the River of Ti, the Ti Beings.
Jiang Hui commandeered his own piscine form to swallow those roaring Ti Beings one by one.
The more he ingested, the more profound and deep his understanding of ti beca.
Of course, this process was only simply said, the actual practice was quite difficult.
For example, now.
After much effort,
Jiang Hui had managed to swallow rely less than five Ti Beings.
It didn’t sound like much.
Indeed, it wasn’t much.
Ti Beings varied in form; they ca in all kinds, but none were particularly large.
Moreover, as understanding of the Power of Ti deepened, the speed of consumption concurrently slowed.
But steady progress was a gain.
Jiang Hui’s eyes flickered slightly with surprise.
Could it be that the key’s function was to summon the River of Ti?
Honestly, if this were true, this ability would be considered quite astonishing.
Even if it were the only Rare Item revealed, its value would far exceed that of several combined from the past, more than just a few.
It was too defy the heavens.
But then again, if this key’s function was rely to summon the River of Ti, what did it have to do with the Three Generations Bronze Coffin?
Could it be that the Three Generations Bronze Coffin actually contained the River of Ti?
But that clearly wasn’t possible.
It couldn’t just be there to pad the numbers.
While Jiang Hui puzzled over this,
the once profound and rich Power of Ti around him suddenly dissipated in an instant.
Following that.
On the connected river that stretched to the ends of the earth, several huge figures appeared.
They stood directly across the River of Ti.
They were unimaginably massive.
It seed they rooted right in the river, yet their upper bodies still towered out of the water.
But these figures were all shrouded in hazy mist.
All vitality was obscured.
Whether male or female, the number, and all other information were impossible to discern.
Jiang Hui’s gaze was fixed, staring intently at the huge figures enveloped in mist.
No matter how hard he looked, he couldn’t penetrate even a fraction.
Just then,
Jiang Hui’s eyes changed, his expression sowhat astonished.
Because he suddenly recognized two familiar figures.
One male, one female.
The woman concealed her face with a Golden Mask.
Beneath her was an ancient, dark boat.
Contrary to the river’s current, she surged towards those giant figures.
The man was handso, with three thousand strands of Qing hair cascading down his back, majestic and upright in stature, standing as firm as Qing Song, both godlike and demon-like.
His eyes sparkled brightly, and above his head hung a Bronze Cauldron, from which trickled streams of the Mother Qi of All Things that enshrouded him slightly.
Like the woman,
he too surged towards those giant figures.
“This…” Jiang Hui’s expression was one of surprise.
Was that not Emperor rciless and Ye Fan?
How did they appear on the River of Ti?
But before he could ponder further,
the hitherto calm River of Ti suddenly grew violent.
The river began to flow turbulently, as if driven by an irresistible force, and the whole River of Ti began to churn with waves, stirring up terrifying surges.
The scenery before Jiang Hui’s eyes quickly blurred, then turned vague.
Before him, like an ink painting swayed by fierce winds, all colors interwove in an instant, transforming.
Reviews
All reviews (0)