Chapter 357 Who am I?

Chapter 357 Who am I?

Rumble~~~
Xu Yang stood in mid-air, watching Qingshan manipulate these high-level treasures.

The vast expanse of water suddenly turned into a black abyss. The vast amount of water separated, revealing a bottomless pit underneath, which was emitting a faint light.

"There are so many cracks?" Xu Yang raised his eyebrows. It was the first time he saw this scene, and his face looked a little ugly. You know, he had completely refined and controlled this treasure, but before, he could not sense any traces of these cracks. Doesn't this mean that these cracks can block his perception?
How can I allow others to sleep soundly on my bed?
Qingshan saw the opportunity quickly and explained: "Master, Qingshan lost too much memory before. Before swallowing the high-level treasure, he didn't know that these cracks emitting faint light were treasure cracks... They are not involved in the composition and construction of the secret pattern at all. When I assisted you in manipulating Huiyinshan, I was also unaware of it."

"I don't blame you, it's just that your origins are too mysterious." Xu Yang shook his head. He did not blame Qingshan, but he was determined to investigate Hui Yinshan thoroughly. Otherwise, he would rather not use such a treasure that he could not fully control.

The unknown is often the scariest thing.

Seeing that Xu Yang did not blame him, Qingshan was relieved and said, "Master, then I will start."

"Ah."

When it comes to serious matters, Qingshan's expression is solemn, with a sense of ancient and solemnity, like an enlightened Buddha.

Qingshan formed seals with his hands and muttered something. The secret thread emitting faint light was connected to the high-level treasure in the air, causing it to rise slowly. Then, under his control, it rushed towards the pit in the black abyss below like a meteor.

As the treasures approached, the cracks in the pit seemed to become brighter, as if welcoming the treasures that were about to be shattered.

The moment the treasure touched the bottom of the pit, a strong light suddenly burst out, followed by a dull and violent vibration.

The cracks in the black abyss instantly turned into a weak quagmire. The quagmire seemed to have life and began to churn and surge violently. The thick black mud was like an enraged beast, spinning madly, forming huge whirlpools and emitting a heart-pounding whistling sound, as if it would swallow up everything in the world.

The suction of the whirlpool was extremely strong, and the surrounding turbid water was continuously drawn into it, but disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if being drawn into an endless void.

The edges of the originally calm pits also collapsed rapidly under the erosion of the mud, and large chunks of rock were swept into the depths of the mud, leaving no trace of the echo.

Black mud columns gushed out from the swamp, like thick pythons rushing into the sky, each with its own division of labor to entangle, strangle, and corrode the various treasures...

Gradually, under the influence of powerful force, fine cracks began to appear on the treasure. These cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, and the originally smooth surface became fragmented.

As the cracks increased, the light emitted from the treasure became dimmer and dimmer. Finally, with a "crack", the treasure shattered into countless gleaming fragments that scattered at the bottom of the pit.

Qingshan let out a long sigh, wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, turned to look at Xu Yang, and said: "Master, the treasure has been shattered."

This scene happened very quickly.

Xu Yang's pupils shrank as he looked at the bottom of the lake. He could feel the amazing tearing force in it. You know, among these shattered treasures, there are not only high-level treasure weapons, but also a lot of high-level treasure armor...

As for the high-level treasure armor, even if it is not as hard as the top-level treasure weapons in terms of material hardness, it is the closest level below it. However, they were shattered so easily.

"Can you crush the top treasure?" Xu Yang asked softly.

Qingshan hesitated for a moment, then said firmly: "Except for the top palace treasures, the rest should be fine."

hiss!
Even with Xu Yang's temperament, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when he heard the news. Except for the top-level palace treasures, it can be shattered? Doesn't that mean that the cracks at the bottom of this lake, in terms of destructive power alone, have already caught up with the core dangers of some dangerous places.

So terrifying.

Deep in the terrifying quagmire, the black vortex was still spinning madly, emitting bursts of low roars, as if it was an endless desire for power.

The fragments of the treasure scattered at the bottom of the pit trembled slightly, pulled by an invisible force.

I saw faint black threads quietly poking out from the cracks in the mud, like hungry tentacles, quickly and firmly extending towards the fragments. When the threads touched the fragments, a strange halo appeared on the surface of the fragments, as if they were struggling silently.

However, all this was in vain. The silk thread quickly wrapped around the fragments, getting tighter and tighter. Gradually, the fragments began to melt and turned into drops of crystal liquid, which were slowly sucked into the cracks along the silk thread.

As more fragments melted away, the black in the swamp seemed to become thicker, emitting a mysterious and oppressive atmosphere. The edges of the cracks flickered with a faint light, as if greedily devouring these hard-earned "nutrients" and constantly repairing their own damaged parts.

The originally jagged edges of the cracks became smoother and smoother after absorbing the power of the fragments, as if they had been carefully polished.

Xu Yang watched all this quietly, his eyes full of shock and vigilance.

The noise in the swamp gradually subsided, and the once dazzling fragments of the treasure disappeared without a trace, leaving only a dead silence and darkness.

However, the next moment, the huge body of Qingshan towering in the void suddenly trembled, raised its strong arms, pressed its palms hard on its head, and roared: "Roar... Whose memory is this... Roar!!!"

Qingshan's eyes turned red in an instant, and a light suddenly appeared on his forehead, as if countless tiny lightning bolts were flashing in his eyes.

A sudden flow of information was like a surging tide, crashing through his mind. Each piece of information was like a sharp dagger, piercing deep into his consciousness, bringing endless pain and confusion.

Scenes from the past flashed before his eyes like a kaleidoscope.

He saw a mysterious land of chaos and undeveloped world. An ancient and powerful aura permeated every inch of space. Huge stars flashed cold light in the darkness, and the sky was filled with countless stars, as numerous as grains of sand.

There stands a towering palace, the walls of which are engraved with intricate and mysterious runes, exuding tremendous power that created the world. These runes seem familiar, yet extremely strange, as if they are hiding some ultimate secret.

On a high platform that was countless levels high, there sat a forbidden being shrouded in a halo. Nine-colored lightning flashed, the sky cracked, and a broad palm was raised slightly, causing the void to collapse, destroying a large area in an instant.

Qingshan was extremely shocked. Even though it was just a memory from who knows how long ago, he still felt the vastness and supreme majesty, as well as the destructive power. This divine power was so strong that even the universe seemed unable to bear it!
boom!
The forbidden existence stood up from the throne, the sky collapsed and the earth split, it was so huge, its whole body was shining brightly, illuminating the world.

"Let's go!"

The grand and domineering words were like thunder in the sky, echoing throughout the world.

Qingshan tried hard to see the scene in his memory clearly, but he could not look at his true face. It was too bright and dazzling, and the aura was like a tsunami or a rolling river of stars, sweeping across the heaven and earth.

Qingshan's current sight is under the heavy sky, and he seems to be relying on a subordinate of a forbidden existence, who ranks very high.

Humanoid creature!

Although he couldn't turn his gaze away, Qingshan could see that the material of the red robe he was wearing was extremely extraordinary, like flowing metallic slurry, shining brightly.

"Go to war!!!"

"Go to war!!!"

"Go to war!!!"

"..."

As the shouts of "march" echoed between heaven and earth, ripples suddenly appeared in the chaotic and misty void, and dazzling rays of light gathered from all directions.

I saw warships exuding an ancient and powerful aura slowly emerging like ancient behemoths. Mysterious runes were engraved on the hulls, shining with cold light, as if telling the countless years and battles they had experienced.

On the bow of every warship stands a tall and mighty general. They are dressed in armor shining with starlight, holding weapons of various shapes that exude a terrifying aura. Their eyes are firm and cold, as if they can see through the endless void.

Under the warships was a densely packed army, arranged in neat and tight square formations. Every soldier had an upright posture and a powerful aura. The armor on their bodies gleamed with a metallic luster, and the weapons in their hands flashed with a cold light. It was like a sea of ​​steel, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Boat, start!"

The forbidden existence waved his sleeves and the world turned upside down.

I saw at the end of the distant sky, a light gate that stretched from sky to earth slowly opened. Mysterious runes and light flashed in the light gate, as if it was connected to another unknown world.

As a deafening horn sounded, a giant ship that was countless times larger than all the warships in the world slowly emerged. In front of the ship was a huge flag with a mysterious rune embroidered on it. The rune was shining with golden light, as if it contained endless power and divine might.

So ancient!
So sacred!

hum~~~
When the mysterious runes on the flag in front of the giant ship shone with dazzling golden light, the atmosphere between heaven and earth seemed to be ignited and boiled in an instant.

That light was like an invisible force that penetrated directly into the hearts of every general and soldier, completely stimulating the fanaticism hidden deep in their hearts.

Instantly, the eyes of the originally cold and resolute warriors burned with blazing flames, which seemed to be able to devour all reason and fear. They raised their weapons high and roared in unison, which was full of desire for battle, belief in victory, and enthusiasm for the meaning of the mysterious rune.

The soldiers below, who were arranged in neat square formations, seemed to have been unleashed and fell into a frenzy. Like a surging tide, they followed the warships and surged towards the giant ship.

Every soldier's face was filled with an almost crazy expression. They shouted battle trumpets and wielded their weapons vigorously. The metallic luster flickered in the light, as if a cold and gleaming ocean of steel was roaring and surging.

They pushed and shoved each other, running without any hesitation or retreat, as if being pulled by an invisible force, eager to rush into the huge ship that symbolized the unknown and glory. The whole scene was chaotic and filled with a frightening fanaticism, as if this was not an army about to go out to war, but a group of crazy thugs driven by desire. Wherever they passed, the space seemed to be slightly distorted by this fanatical force.

Qingshan's consciousness was immersed in this torrent of memories, and his body could not help but tremble with this fanatical atmosphere. His heart was filled with shock and confusion. He felt both unfamiliar and inexplicably familiar with the power and fanaticism displayed in this scene, as if deep in his soul, he was inextricably linked to all of this.

Just when Qingshan felt familiar yet puzzled.

The scene changed, and he found himself in the middle of a war that shocked the world and made ghosts cry.

The figures of countless powerful men crisscrossed in the void, the light of the secret treasure illuminated the entire void, and the powerful secret wave spread like ripples in all directions, shattering the space and collapsing the stars wherever it went.

He saw himself in the middle of a group of powerful beings, with strange light surrounding him and wielding a weapon that exuded a terrifying aura. It was like a blood-red dance ribbon or a flowing river of blood. Every swing of the weapon could tear the sky apart, causing the surrounding strong men to vomit blood and retreat.

However, these images were like a dream, blurry and unclear. He tried hard to see his own face and his companions who fought side by side with him, but he was unable to do so, as if an invisible fog blocked his sight.

In this chaotic torrent of memories, he seemed to hear a mysterious and majestic voice echoing in his ears: "Retreat..."

The voice seemed to have traveled through endless time and space, carrying an irresistible force, still so powerful and majestic, but it seemed to contain a hint of imperceptible loneliness and old age...

Inexplicably, Qingshan felt a sense of sadness from the bottom of his heart, and an unspeakable sorrow filled his entire heart.

We...were defeated...

The screen turns again.

Qingshan felt like he had entered the interior of the giant flying boat again. Unlike the time before the expedition when the place was bustling with people and high morale, this time most of the cabins were filled with wounded soldiers and generals, all of them looking weak and listless.

As he flew by, the soldiers struggled to stand up and salute, the despair in their eyes almost drowning him. (End of this chapter)