Chapter 67, A female cultivator on the Naihe Bridge

The unicorn galloped in the gray fog with its four hooves stepping on the ghost fire of the netherworld. Every time it took a step forward, a layer of ripples appeared in the rules of time and space under its feet.

Wherever the ripples went, the gray fog gradually faded, and a gray-white avenue of time stretched towards the unknown.

The unicorn ran along the avenue of time, and its movements were extremely slow, like a turtle.

"This is the long river of time..."

"Could it be that the inheritance left by His Majesty the Human Emperor was not in this time and space, but hidden in a certain ancient history in the past?"

Chu Huang, standing on the back of the unicorn, was full of shock, and could not help but cast his eyes on the black-robed man sitting on the top of the unicorn.

"You are right, and you are not right..." The hoarse voice of the black-robed man who suppressed the pain reached the ears of the five people.

"Please teach me, senior..." Chu Huang bowed.

The black-robed man was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "You will know when you get there."

Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Chu Huang did not dare to ask any more questions.

He turned his head and communicated with Yan Nantian, Xue Yueqing and others through telepathy.

Although Chu Huang felt regretful that Jimo Jianqiu was not killed, it was also within his expectations.

However, after this incident, there would probably be many twists and turns when leaving the Tianjian Secret Realm.

The expressions of the people who were telepathically communicating suddenly stagnated, and they all looked forward at the same time.

At the end of the Avenue of Time, a green lotus appeared at some point. It was so beautiful and so huge that it seemed to carry the entire universe.

Before they could see the shape of the green lotus clearly.

The eyes suddenly blurred.

The Qilin's nostrils sprayed out green ghost fire, and it slowly stopped...

They had come to another unknown space.

It was pitch black all around.

Only a stone arch bridge not far away was clearly visible.

Under the bridge, a large river was flowing, never stopping.

Xue Yueqing lowered her head and glanced into the river, her pupils shrinking.

Corpses, there are countless corpses in the river, and each of them died in a hideous and horrible way.

Chu Huang, Yan Nantian and others followed Xue Yueqing's line of sight and were also shocked.

They have practiced for a long time and killed countless people, but they have never seen such a horrifying scene.

"I'm afraid that the corpses in the river cannot be accommodated in a universe..." Xue Yueqing was dumbfounded. This was the work of the Human Emperor. It was simply terrifying.

"Senior, where is this place?" Chu Huang felt cold all over and couldn't help asking.

The black-robed man was silent. Under the hood, his dark green eyes quietly looked at the stone arch bridge, as if waiting, waiting for someone to come from the other side of the bridge.

Will he come?

If it is him, he will definitely come back.

Being ignored by the black-robed man again, Chu Huang's cheeks twitched. Although he was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to flare up. He snorted coldly: When I get the inheritance of the Human Emperor and become the second generation of the Human Emperor, then no matter you are a quasi-emperor or an immortal emperor, you will not be qualified to put on airs in front of me.

"Senior, you should be waiting for someone. We are not in a hurry." Chu Huang said to Yan Nantian and the others with a smile.

The four nodded and looked at the stone arch bridge.

The bridge was shrouded in mist, like a dream. No one knew where it led to, nor how long it was...

They originally thought that they would have to wait for a long time.

Unexpectedly, a figure appeared on the bridge not long after.

Chu Huang and the other five were refreshed and focused their attention to see who was walking on the bridge.

At first, the figure was very blurry.

As the person approached, the mist on the bridge dissipated, and they could see the person clearly.

It was a female cultivator of the human race. She had long hair like a waterfall and wore a plain white dress. She was simple and elegant, without too much decoration, but she looked more fresh and refined.

She hummed a ballad, like a fairy walking out of a painting, without a trace of worldly fireworks. She slowly walked towards the end of the bridge, and the stone slabs under her feet made a slight sound.

After walking down the stone bridge, she seemed to suddenly discover the Qilin and the people on its back, and her expression changed slightly.

The six people in front of her were extremely powerful, and any one of them could kill her with a breath.

No way.

My luck can't be that bad.

The female cultivator lowered her eyes and moved back quietly, ready to run back to the stone arch bridge at any time.

Chu Huang, Li Ji, Yan Nantian, and Qi Lao looked up and down at the female cultivator who came down from the bridge, their eyes full of surprise.

They thought the black-robed man was waiting for a big shot.

Unexpectedly, it was a human cultivator who had not even reached the level of a Red Dust Immortal.

However, they did not say much, but just watched quietly.

Only Xue Yueqing looked strange, and he felt the familiar breath of a fellow countryman from this female cultivator.

The black-robed man finally spoke, and he stretched out his pale right hand. His voice was still hoarse, suppressing the pain: "Do you have the Samsara Jade..."

The female monk hesitated for a moment, and gently wiped the storage ring on the index finger of her right hand with her left hand, and took out a palm-sized piece of ancient blood jade, which was lingering with the heart-pounding rules of reincarnation, and six ancient characters were engraved on the front: Samsara Jade, Tongtian Road...

The blood jade automatically flew to the black-robed man and floated in front of him.

The black-robed man's emotions fluctuated violently, his hands trembling, and he held the blood jade as if it were a treasure. Drops of tears burning with dark green flames rolled down from under his black robe hood.

Seeing this scene, Chu Huang and the others looked at each other, their eyes full of horror.

It is hard to imagine what this blood jade means to make a suspected immortal emperor-level existence lose his composure like this...

"There are two Samsara Jades. Can someone get the other one?" The black-robed man looked at the plain-skirted female cultivator and asked.

The female cultivator's autumn-water eyes turned, "I don't know what you are talking about..."

"Hehe, your cultivation is still low, and you can't restrain your thoughts and lie in front of me. Just say it, I won't hurt that person." The black-robed man smiled and his tone became gentle.

Chu Huang and the others were shocked again.

The black-robed senior said less than ten sentences to them in total, and his attitude was particularly cold.

However, he was so kind to this little female cultivator who was not even a mortal immortal.

Why did she do that?

A gloomy flashed in Chu Huang's eyes.

I am the future emperor of the human race. Why should she, an ant who is not even a mortal immortal, be treated preferentially? Just because she is beautiful?

"The sister who set up a tea stall at the Naihe Bridge only gave me one Samsara Jade. As for the other one you mentioned, I really don't know." The female cultivator spread her hands and shook her head helplessly.

"Since Xuanyuan Lingxi has given you the Samsara Jade, it means that His Majesty has succeeded." The black-robed man nodded, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden and became extremely relaxed. His dark green eyes looked at the female cultivator: "I don't know your name yet..."

"My name is Chu Wanqiu." The female cultivator grinned, "I don't know where you are from and why you are here."

The black-robed man heard this, and with his realm, he naturally knew that the other party had intentionally concealed his name, and he did not expose it: "I will wait for you here, or wait for him."

The female cultivator's eyes swept over Chu Huang and others one by one, and finally fixed on the black-robed man: "The him that the senior said is the one I think of in my heart."

"Yes..." The black-robed man nodded.

"I stepped onto the Naihe Bridge only to find a way to transcend the Great Dao. Since the senior is waiting for me here, please tell me what I should do next." The female cultivator bowed her hands over her head and said respectfully.

"Simple..."

The black-robed man nodded, and suddenly reached out to grab Chu Huang, who looked curious.

Chu Huang's expression suddenly changed: "Senior, you..."

Yan Nantian, Xue Yueqing, Li Ji, and Qi Lao were about to stop him, but they were suppressed by an extremely powerful force and could not move. They could only watch as the pale and bloodless palm of the black-robed man grabbed Chu Huang's neck like a rag doll and lifted him up.

Chu Huang still tried to struggle.

But in the hands of the black-robed man, his struggle seemed so powerless.

"Senior, I am the inheritor of the Human Emperor, the future second generation of the Human Emperor of the human race, you can't hurt me..." Chu Huang's face was as red as pig liver, and his expression was panic.

"You, the second generation of the Human Emperor?" The black-robed man shook his head, "Your only mission has long been determined."

After speaking, the black-robed man pinched it hard.

"No..."

Qi Lao screamed in shock.

I saw Chu Huang's whole body exploded into blood mist like a watermelon, and the blood mist quickly shrank and turned into a drop of purple-gold blood beads the size of a baby's fist.

The black-robed man picked up the Samsara Jade, and thousands of patterns appeared on the surface of the jade card.

The purple-gold blood beads were attracted and actively merged into it... The Samsara Jade gradually changed from its original blood color to purple-gold.

The black-robed man looked at the Samsara Jade, which had changed greatly, nodded with satisfaction, and threw it to the stunned female cultivator, "Take it, I will take you to a place, and when you get there, you will know how to use it."

"Why did the senior kill the human prince?" Yan Nantian took a deep breath, suppressed his rage, and looked at the black-robed man.

His right hand was already on the hilt of the sword. Even if the other party was suspected to be an immortal emperor, he, the Nantian Sword Master, dared to draw his sword.

"Human prince?" The black-robed man sneered, "His Highness Chu An didn't call himself a human prince back then, what kind of person is he."

"His only role is to activate the Samsara Jade."

"Of course, if he doesn't return, this Chu Huang can barely be considered one of the alternatives."

"What do you mean by this, senior?" Xue Yueqing frowned, her face was extremely ugly.

Before setting off, the high priest had asked him to protect Chu Huang. Now he watched him being killed. How could he be willing...

"Go back and ask the current high priest. He will tell you the reason." The black-robed man shook his head, too lazy to explain, and waved to the female monk, "Miss, please follow me. I will take you to that place. There is what you want."