Wang Changming, who was out of the ice cellar, let out a breath and looked at the sky. The night was gradually approaching. The world was the most dangerous at this time. All kinds of fierce birds and beasts began to move at this time. Although Wang Changming had enough ability to protect himself, he did not want to cause trouble. On the other hand, he had just transmigrated and escaped from the ice cellar. This series of activities made Wang Changming exhausted and exhausted. Many factors led Wang Changming to find a place to rest first and plan tomorrow. He looked around and saw an iceberg.
"Let's do it here," Wang Changming thought.
After saying that, Wang Changming walked towards the ice mountain and took a closer look. He clenched his right fist and suddenly punched out. A small hole instantly appeared on the ice mountain.
"This mountain is quite hard. Since I can't deal with it with one punch, I'll do it a few more times."
Wang Changming's every punch was accompanied by the sound of thunder. His fists that could tear through the air smashed into the ice almost at the same time, causing a cave that could accommodate several people to instantly appear on the ice mountain.
" Phew, that's enough. Then, there's food. However, I don't think there are any animals in this remote place. Hmm…It seems that I can only taste the sashimi again." Finally, Wang Changming looked down at the ground.
He stomped his right foot down, and a hole appeared. A few small fish swam in the cold seawater, transmitting energy into the seawater. Those small fish were instantly killed by the shock, and each of them flipped over their white bellies and floated on the surface of the water.
He casually scooped up a few fish that looked rather plump and gathered a trace of energy on his fingertips. With a few "Hua Hua" sounds, the fish belly instantly burst open and the scales fell off. Then, he washed them with seawater and cut the fish meat into pieces. He picked up a piece and tasted it.。。Other than the taste, everything else was fine. There was also a trace of energy.
After casually eating a few pieces, Wang Changming began to cultivate the martial arts he had learned previously. Not long after, Wang Changming became more and more shocked.
" I didn't expect this martial art to be so profound and powerful. Each attack is stronger than the last. When several layers of palm force are stacked together, it's really like thunder and a tsunami. It's impossible to stop it."
Just like that, the night passed. After daybreak, Wang Changming stopped cultivating and got up, leaving the cave.
"Where are we going? Then, he sucked the remaining fish into his hand and threw it up. The fish landed on the ground. After taking a look, Wang Changming stood up and walked in the direction of the fish's mouth.
At the same time, in a mysterious place in the middle of the continent,
The Mausoleum of Gods and Devils was located in the central region of the continent. Aside from the strongest human beings and the top cultivators of the beast race, every other tomb had an ancient god or demon buried. This was a resting place for gods and devils.
The cemetery was filled with green grass and fragrant flowers. If it weren't for the forest of steles, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a garden. The cemetery was surrounded by tall snow maple trees, which were unique to the Mausoleum of Gods and Demons. It was said that they were transformed by the spiritual energy of the deceased gods and demons.
The leaves of the Snow Maple Tree were lush and green. They swayed gently with the breeze, as if reminiscing the glory of the past. The snow-white petals were white and flawless, like snowflakes floating in the air. These were the tears of the gods, as if they were telling the sadness of the past.
Day and night in the cemetery were completely different.
During the day, this place was filled with a dense immortal aura, and holy light shone on every inch of the cemetery. One could see all kinds of gods transformed from the undying divine thoughts of the ancient gods and devils. One could even see the western angels dancing and hear Fairy Dongfang singing. The entire cemetery was filled with a holy atmosphere.
If this place was the paradise of the gods during the day, then this place was the pure land of the demons at night.
Every time the sun set and night fell, the Dark Demonic Qi would begin to surge out of the cemetery, causing the stars and moon to lose their color and the world to look bleak. At this moment, one could see the illusions of the legendary Demon God and the shadows of the Evil Demons wreaking havoc in the cemetery. One could also hear the blood-curdling howls of the ancient evil spirits.
The sacred and terrifying Mausoleum of Gods and Devils was a sacred garden where cultivators from both the east and west of the Tian Yuan Continent came to pay their respects. During the day, people would often come to pay their respects, and even at night, some special cultivators would come to pay their respects. The Eastern Corpse Carriers, the Western Necromancers…
The cemetery was the most peaceful at sunset. The entire cemetery was quiet and there was not a single sound.
It was another sunset, and it was time for the gods and devils to alternate. The afterglow of the setting sun rendered the Cemetery of Gods and Devils solemn and somewhat strange.
Every tomb had been meticulously taken care of, and every tomb was filled with fresh flowers.
Beside the tall Graveyard of Deities and Demons, there was a small, low grave. The small grave was not eye-catching. There were no tombstones or flowers. It was a simple mound that was almost level with the ground. With the passage of time and the erosion of wind and rain, this nameless grave had been forgotten in a corner.
The Graveyard of Deities and Demons appeared even taller in the sunset, while the nameless grave appeared even more inconspicuous. However, at this moment, something strange happened to the small tomb. The small tomb slowly cracked, and the soil on the top of the tomb began to roll down.
A pale hand reached out from the grave, followed by another hand. Two hands grabbed the edge of the grave, and a young man with a blank expression slowly climbed up from the grave. His disheveled long hair was covered in mud, and his tattered clothes were tightly stuck to his body. Other than his pale face, the young man looked very ordinary. He was the kind of person who would definitely not be noticed in a crowd.
From then on, their fates began to intertwine under the arrangement of fate.
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