Chapter 285 The Truth
Chapter 285 The Truth
"Thank you, senior, for protecting our clan!" After listening to what Li Tianjue and the others had to say, the one-armed old man came to Ye Xiu and expressed his sincere gratitude.
Ye Xiu stopped the one-armed old man from bending down and said, "No need to do that. You and the tribes behind you have made great contributions to the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, both in the ancient times and in this era. This is what I should do!"
"I didn't expect that the true immortal in the Bronze Immortal Palace was blinded by the blood!" The one-armed old man sighed in his heart.
"The True Immortals in the Bronze Immortal Palace, as well as the people behind the Demonic Dao Dragon Gate, are not living beings from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Don't think so highly of them."
The remnant immortal in the Immortal Palace came from the Immortal Realm and had come to supervise the war in the ancient era of immortals. However, he valued his life very much and never showed his head or fought in the battle. He was very good at preserving his life.
Therefore, he survived.
However, his attitude angered some powerful people in the fairyland. Even though he was a descendant of an ancient fairy king, he was punished and was not allowed to return to the fairyland.
And so he stayed in this world.
There are three other crippled immortals who have made serious mistakes like him and are in similar situations.
At the beginning of this era, they discovered the seriously injured Kunpeng, and led some powerful warriors at the peak of humanity, as well as a large army to encircle and suppress him, and succeeded in harming him.
The reason why they surrounded Kunpeng was because they were exiled to this world. Kunpeng’s old friends in the fairyland once targeted the remaining immortals and insisted on exiling them.
After hearing what Ye Xiu said, Li Tianjue and Han Tang’s faces turned red. They didn’t expect this result.
"So that's how it is. It's not surprising at all!" the one-armed old man muttered to himself.
"In the battle at the end of the ancient times, almost all the immortal beings who participated in the battle perished. Even those who survived were seriously injured. Your ancestors may have been deceived because the cultivators of the Ninth Heaven at that time were too eager for the appearance of immortal beings!"
Ye Xiu sighed slowly, saying that the more people lack something, the more they want it.
The tragic defeat in the battle of Xian Gu made all the creatures in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths terrified, fearing that the alien creatures would once again invade the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
In addition, at that time, the connection between heaven and earth was cut off, and no immortal creatures could be born in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. The entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths fell into unprecedented panic and despair.
They have been longing for the emergence of an immortal creature to help them resist the invasion of foreign lands.
It was also at that time that the True Immortal of the Bronze Immortal Palace and several other people appeared. They appeared like saviors, allowing the creatures of the nine heavens and ten earths to find spiritual support.
As for the reasons behind the appearance of the True Immortal, the creatures in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths do not want to investigate, nor do they dare to investigate, nor will they investigate.
Otherwise, he didn't believe that the creatures in the nine heavens and ten earths at that time did not doubt those true immortals.
In the ancient battle between the immortals, the whole world was destroyed, so why were these few people unharmed?
"Alas... it's too late to regret!"
The one-armed old man sighed helplessly, saying that what had happened had already happened and there was nothing he could do to change it.
"We came to the Imperial City this time, bringing with us a million monks, intending to replace you. You no longer have to defend the Imperial Pass!"
"You have already paid a lot in the Immortal Ancient Era and this era. It's time for others to hold on here!"
When they arrived at a palace, Ye Xiu spoke.
The one-armed old man was stunned. The reinforcements that Ultraman had been waiting for countless years had arrived and told them that they no longer needed to defend this original imperial city. This made him feel extremely complicated for a moment.
However, our ancestors gave the order to defend the city to the death and not retreat. They lived and died with the city.
Seeing the one-armed old man's complex expression, hesitant to speak, Ye Xiu then asked: "How many people are left in the city?"
"Not many left. Some tribes were completely wiped out, and some tribes now only have the old, weak, sick and disabled left. Almost all the strong ones died in the battle." The one-armed old man sighed, with loneliness and sadness.
This is an isolated city with no support. Standing at the forefront, even the city with many experts cannot withstand such consumption.
Looking at the city wall and the mottled marks, Ye Xiu seemed to hear the sound of shouting and killing, and vaguely saw a scene. Many people were defending the city, and the strongest were naturally the seven kings of the borderland, but there were too many enemies, and they fought a hundred battles without retreating, and the blood stained the place red.
In the end, women, children, the elderly, and young children all climbed up the city walls, guarded together, and participated in the bloody battle.
After Li Tianjue and Han Tang entered the city, they felt heavy in their hearts.
They didn't expect that the Stone Clan and other tribes that were suppressed as sinful blood were actually guarding the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and standing in the front.
They didn't expect that everything they had was helped by some children from the Imperial Pass who were here to resist the foreign invaders, so that they don't have to worry about the threat of immortality.
Han Tang said in a hoarse voice: "Daoyou, you have defended the Imperial City for too long. You have proven everything. Let us defend the city instead!"
Li Tianjue also said in a deep voice: "Yes, we have enjoyed a comfortable life in the rear for so many years, it is time for us to take the stage!"
The two of them were considered to be a group of brave men in Diguan. After hearing Ye Xiu's words, they continued to persuade him.
The one-armed old man was somewhat tempted. Although they had suffered heavy losses, the situation in the Original Imperial City was now slightly better because Ye Xiu had arrived early.
However, defending the Imperial City was an order given by their ancestors, and they could not decide. They could only give an answer after seeing the king.
"How many kings are left?" Ye Xiu knew that the one-armed old man could not make a decision, so he asked the kings in the city.
"There are still people alive, but their time is running out. After the others die in battle, burn their bones to bless this city!" said the one-armed old man with a numb expression.
There was sadness and desolation in the depths of his eyes, but now he had this expression, because too many people died in the battle, even the seven kings died one after another, what else could he say?
Burn your own bones to bless the city! It has the same effect as burning the immortal bones under the city walls.
"It's similar, but what's under the city wall are the enemy's bones, and the city is using them to absorb their power. And after the seven kings died, they burned their real bodies on their own, ignited their precious bones, and provided energy for the city." said the one-armed old man.
The three were deeply moved when they heard this!
Especially Han Tang and Li Tianjue, they had never imagined that the situation in the Original Imperial City would be so bad.
"That is." Ye Xiu stared into the distance, where there was a huge palace, full of light and fire, almost transparent.
One can vaguely see several kings sitting cross-legged in the palace, burning their true bodies, igniting their bones, and releasing their flesh and blood to bless this city.
"The Seventh King is still guarding this place after dying in battle." The old man said calmly.
There is so much sadness, helplessness, and sorrow behind this. Such a great man who made such a great achievement ended up in such a tragic way.
Not far away, someone was sobbing. It was a child, skinny, short, with mud on his face, wiping tears towards the palace.
The child's crying is very depressing and direct, which makes people feel uncomfortable.
"The descendants of the seven kings are all very pitiful now." The one-armed old man sighed softly.
"Mom, where is Dad? When will he come back?" Not far away, a four or five-year-old child wearing a fur coat full of holes asked.
"I'll come back when you grow up." The woman had tears in her eyes as she comforted her child.
"What about the eldest brother, the second brother, and the third brother? Why don't they come back?" asked the child.
The woman couldn't help herself and wanted to cry. She had already lost her husband and three children, and being questioned like this made her feel like her heart was being cut by a knife.
This kind of thing was very common in the city because almost all the young and strong men had died in the battle.
"Grandma, when can I see my father? My uncles, aunts and brothers have disappeared for a long time and never come back. And grandpa, I have never seen him." Not far away, in a corner, a very young girl timidly asked an old woman.
The old woman had a dry body and deep wrinkles on her face. She didn't say anything, but just stretched out a rough hand and gently stroked the little girl's dirty cheek.
Even Ye Xiu felt a little sad when he saw this scene.
(End of this chapter)