Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 414: River of Rebirth

Du Fang looked at her body and couldn't help but smile bitterly. She had become the real number one in the Nine Divine Continents, with more than 10,000 high-level sword cultivators under her command, and commanded four sword slaves, each of whom had reached the level of the third level of the Immortal Sword Slashing Dao.

Now that Taiwei has been destroyed, only the Tai Shang lineage remains in Shenzhou.

The Taixuan Sword Sect has been in decline for a long time and does not even have a fairy mountain. The only ones who can suppress Bai Zhi now are the gods above the fairy world.

Du Fang looked up and stared at the sky.

There, there is the real Antarctic Eternal Emperor, the true ruler of the Nine Divine Continents.

He once defeated the Hades Emperor Ye Liushuang and buried her in the Sea of ​​Realm, using her flesh and blood to nourish the fetus of his own Holy Son.

Lord Baihuang, who inherited the true blood of the gods, will surely realize her grand ambitions, while she herself is just an ordinary mortal on the land of Shenzhou.

Du Fang felt a little lost. He remembered that after his sect was destroyed at Longyuan Sacred Mountain, Bai Zhi angrily accused the God of injustice and stabbed him with a sword in the heavy rain with tears on her face.

He recalled the scene when Bai Zhi was trapped in a prison van as a prisoner after being deposed.

Fate is so ridiculous. How could he have expected that his life would be like this, chosen by the Ghost Emperor Ye Liushuang to inherit the third incarnation of the god.

From Dujiakanzi, an ordinary boy, a mortal, was drawn into the cruel road of cultivation because of a coffin.

Possessed by immortal spirits, he involuntarily killed his own kind, those powerless mortal creatures, and even the head of the sect that nurtured him.

In the end, it turned out that everything was planned.

Du Fang stared blankly into the distance. The stability and transformation he had sought in this life had all come true. He didn't know where to go in the future or which path to take.

Having lost his target, he felt empty in his heart, and then Du Fang thought of Li Yuqing again.

He suddenly looked at the boatman and asked anxiously:

"Old... old man, have you seen the woman who came with me? Her body is right next to me!"

"I haven't seen you. When that young man came, he brought only you with him."

Du Fang sighed dejectedly. Perhaps, Li Yuqing had already stayed in Taiwei Mountain. If she were still alive, those remaining female disciples of Taiwei would surely respect her and make her the head of the sword sect and rebuild Taiwei.

Du Fang didn't know that when he fainted, everything in Taiwei Mountain changed. All the female disciples were swept into the Yellow Sand City and sacrificed to the two gods.

The boatman then said, "That man told me to take you to the other side!"

"The other side, where is the other side?" Du Fang was confused.

"North of the Jinghai, the mountains of the Buzhou Mountains!"

The boatman uttered these words casually, but he didn't know that the words "Jinghai" and "Buzhou Mountain" were like stones, stirring up a huge wave in Du Fang's heart.

There is his own elder brother Mo, the former Jingshen Peak, and even the Holy Son of the Emperor of Heaven.

After experiencing the Ghost Emperor's Netherworld, Du Fang understood that the ten thousand year period had arrived and the Heavenly Emperor's bloodline Holy Son was about to be completely formed.

The entire Shenzhou has been less than three years old.

Jinghai is the center of Jiuzhou's battlefield for the next three years. Where did the young man send him? What was his intention? Could that person be from the Longyuan Sword Sect?

A scream suddenly woke him up, "Oh, we were so busy talking that the boat deviated from its course!" The boatman was panicked and put the oar into the water in a panic.

It was a fairly new oar, as if it had been cut and made not long ago.

Seeing Du Fang's doubtful look, the boatman immediately explained: "The old oar was worn out, so I had to make a new one in a hurry. I'm sorry to bother you!"

Du Fang ignored him and asked, "Why were you so panicked just now, old man?"

The boatman didn't explain, but pointed to the bottom of the boat.

Du Fang immediately jumped onto the bow of the boat. At this moment, he did not know how to wield a sword. If the boat got stuck, this clear river water would be his burial place.

His experience as a rat demon made him extra cautious, but the scene before him completely stunned him:

The water flows very slowly, but is so clear that you can see the bottom, almost transparent. You can even see that the riverbed is not covered with water plants and mud, but countless rugged rocks connected together.

The sharp peaks clustered under the water, as if thousands of years ago, there were extremely high mountains here. Later, the mountains collapsed and the water flowed in, forming this strange and wonderful scenery.

"It's truly a masterpiece of nature. There's such a world under the water. It's truly eye-opening!"

After his fear faded, Du Fang began to appreciate this strange sight carefully.

He had never seen such a beautiful scenery.

Unexpectedly, the boatman suddenly interrupted and said, "This is not a work of nature, it was made by human hands!"

"what?"

Du Fang opened his mouth in surprise, almost unable to close it. Under the river, there was such a long and huge mountain range hidden.

Looking at the water surface, you can hardly see the end. How could it be created by human power?

He was about to refute when he suddenly remembered the scene on Taiwei Mountain. The head of Taiwei Sword Sect, Ling Zixiao, held the mountain seal in one hand and lifted up almost the entire main peak.

Afterwards, the mountain range that stretched for hundreds of miles was completely razed to the ground before their eyes by the two soul destroyers and wiped off the map.

The boatman smiled at Du Fang's expression and said, "You came from the Southern Region, right? Such scenery is rare in the Southern Region!"

Du Fang did not respond, staring closely at the bottom of the boat.

The sharp mountains grew higher and higher, almost brushing the bottom of the boat.

As the peaks gathered together, those peaks that stood out in the water like sharp cones seemed to have more white objects clinging between them.

"what is that?"

"That's the skeleton!"

When Du Fang heard the word "skeleton", he suddenly shuddered.

These bones, like giant, white earthworms, were entwined around the mountains. From the valley to the mountaintop, huge bones spiraled upwards. Just the exposed bones were almost as big as the ship's hull.

"What kind of creature's bones are these? Why are they almost as tall as a mountain?"

He couldn't help but ask hesitantly.

The boatman said:

"A giant dragon, a giant dragon in the past, but now it's extinct!"

The giant dragon is the body of a true god, a divine creature of the same level as the Emperor of Heaven, and it became extinct thousands of years ago. Even if it is a prehistoric beast with the blood of a true dragon, the one left in China is at least a top-level powerhouse at the ninth level of cultivation.

No wonder these skeletons are so huge, like mountains.

Du Fang had seen several strange beasts left over from the ancient times. Even the most powerful bone dragon looked extremely small compared to this kind of skeleton.

Here, what exactly happened here?

Du Fang couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Old man, do you know why there are remains of real dragons in this area?"

The boatman's voice was full of respect:

"Ten thousand years ago, this place was an ancient battlefield!"

Ancient battlefield!