Chapter 643: The End of the Jiang Clan, Dark Forces
While waiting, Jiang Changsheng was thinking about strategies to overcome the tribulation.
The power of this heavenly calamity is mysterious and unpredictable. It is no longer just about bearing the thunder calamity as before. There are many invisible and intangible forces stirring, ready to bite him to death at any time.
Jiang Changsheng's mind moved, and he decided to summon Pangu's clones on the Avenue of Heavens Tree.
During the past one million years, he has been in seclusion, so he has not refined those Pangu fruits into Pangu clones, but there are already more than two hundred Pangu clones on the Avenue Tree of the Heavens. The one with the shortest birth time has practiced for millions of years and has reached the level of Immortal Emperor.
This is the highest realm that Pangu's clones can reach. Without independent will, they cannot enter Daluo. But even so, when they gather together, the phantom of Pangu they summon is extremely terrifying.
The other side.
The Avenue of the Heavens tree far above the Daluo Immortal Realm began to tremble, and powerful figures jumped out from among the leaves, rising into the sky like a rain of arrows, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the void.
Under the tree of the Avenue of All Heavens, the figure of Wushu Hound emerged from the Well of Forgetfulness. It tilted its head and looked suspiciously in the direction where Pangu's clones had left.
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The tribulation was still going on. Jiang Changsheng closed his eyes and did not look around. His Tao heart was very stable and there were no more waves. He did not think about whether he would fail. He faced the tribulation with an absolutely calm heart.
The value of the Heavenly Dao Incense was decreasing at an increasingly faster rate, which indicated that the power of the thunder tribulation was still increasing.
Time continued to pass quickly.
When the value of the Heavenly Dao incense was less than a quarter, the power of the thunder tribulation did not weaken.
Jiang Changsheng realized that he couldn't rely solely on the incense value from the Heavenly Dao to survive the tribulation. Fortunately, he had summoned all of Pangu's clones before.
“No matter who is manipulating the heavenly tribulation, no matter how strong it is, it has its limits. It can only exceed my power by one realm at most. Otherwise, I would have died long ago…”
Jiang Changsheng thought silently, he could feel that Pangu's clone had arrived.
In that case, let him have a good fight with the heavenly tribulation !
At this moment, Jiang Changsheng suddenly felt dizzy.
"What's going on...why did it come so quickly..."
Jiang Changsheng was shocked. He had experienced this feeling before, and it was only after he had passed the most difficult stage.
Why is it earlier this time?
Before he could think more, his senses lost their effect and his consciousness fell into chaos.
The clone stood beside the Qianyuan Divine Throne on the Great Dao, and at the end of the void in all directions, there were clones of Pangu rushing towards him.
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After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Changsheng suddenly woke up. He opened his eyes and saw a barren mountain and he was standing on a cliff.
The sky and earth are vast, and the cool breeze is bleak.
Jiang Changsheng turned his head and saw that his consciousness was merging with his current body, but he was unable to observe it with his spiritual thoughts.
But soon he was attracted by the mountain scenery below the cliff.
So many dead graves!
At first glance, the mountains and plains are full of it, covering thousands of miles of land. With the cold wind howling between heaven and earth, the world ahead is so desolate.
Jiang Changsheng's eyes were so sharp that he could see clearly the names on the tombstones.
Jiang Kun, Jiang Zijie, Jiang Wu, Jiang Zhen, Jiang Jue, Jiang Bu Ku, Jiang Long, Jiang Xun, Jiang Che, Jiang Tianyi, Jiang Han, Jiang Lu...
They all have the surname Jiang!
Jiang Xun...
Jiang Changsheng looked at the tomb of his future descendant and felt very uncomfortable.
It is obvious that this time it is not in the ancient immortal world, but in the future.
The first time I met Jiang Xun, Jiang Xun was being hunted by Dimai.
The second time I saw Jiang Xun, he was still struggling alone.
Now the third time I saw him, I saw his tombstone.
In reality, Jiang Xun has not yet been born, but this emotion that transcends time and space is real.
Jiang Changsheng looked towards a peak farther away, on which stood a huge tombstone.
Emperor, Tomb of Jiang Lu.
This means that all members of the Jiang clan died here, including the emperor!
The number of tombstones he had seen was at least tens of millions...
What exactly did the Jiang clan experience?
Jiang Changsheng suddenly thought of the prophecy of the Buddhist monk Jin Chanzi, which said that one day, the Jiang clan would face a disaster and would have to sacrifice the entire clan. Could it be referring to what he was seeing now?
Then why was the cause and effect behind his consciousness traveling across time this time?
Jiang Changsheng leaped down and came to a tombstone. He walked forward, passing by the Jiang clan tombstones one after another, and found that there was a stone in front of each tombstone. It was the Eye of the Avenue.
After the Eye of the Avenue had exhausted all its power, it turned into stone, which further verified Jiang Changsheng's guess.
He couldn't help but wonder what he was doing in the future and why he was sitting there watching the Jiang clan being exterminated?
Even if he let the Jiang clan rely on himself, he would not let all his descendants die tragically.
Every time he passed a tombstone, he could see the living descendants of the Jiang clan through their names, which made him feel even heavier.
A few hours later.
Jiang Changsheng stopped. There were also countless Jiang clan tombstones on the hillside in front of him. A middle-aged man in tattered cloth was digging a hole in a vacant lot. His hair was disheveled and his breath was weak. Every time he swung the hoe, his body trembled as if he would fall down at any time.
"What are you doing?"
Jiang Changsheng asked, his face expressionless, not revealing his emotions.
The man seemed not to hear and continued to concentrate on his own work.
Jiang Changsheng had to ask again. This time, the other party heard it, his arms stiffened, and he turned around tremblingly.
The middle-aged man had a face like that of a ghost, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes looked at Jiang Changsheng through the gaps in his long, dry hair.
"Why... did you come here..."
The middle-aged man's voice was intermittent and weak.
He was about to run out of energy and had no magic power at all. He was even weaker than ordinary people and was hanging on by his last breath.
Jiang Changsheng asked: "You came here for the Jiang clan, what are you doing?"
He asked for the third time, his tone tinged with coldness.
The middle-aged man showed a ferocious smile and said, "Digging your own grave... Can't you see...?"
After saying that, he withdrew his gaze, turned around and continued to swing the hoe.
Jiang Changsheng asked: "How many people are left in the Jiang clan now?"
"There will be no one left soon..."
The middle-aged man said without turning his head.
Jiang Changsheng just watched him dig his own grave without intervening.
"His soul is already empty, his energy and blood are exhausted... He is powerless to recover... What on earth has happened to him?"
Jiang Changsheng frowned. Since the other party was also a member of the Jiang clan, it meant that the Jiang clan’s disaster had not been over for a long time.
He was unable to save the middle-aged man and could only watch him continue.
Half an hour later, the middle-aged man trembled and lay down in the pit he had dug. As soon as he lay down, he let out a long sigh.
It was this breath that completely relaxed his body, and the last bit of life in him was gone.
Jiang Changsheng walked to the edge of the pit, waved his sleeves to cover his body with soil, and helped him erect a tombstone.
The first time he saw the other person, he knew the other person's name. This was the prediction of the law of cause and effect about his own bloodline.
This person's name is Jiang Qi, a very ordinary name.
Jiang Changsheng could feel that the cause and effect of his life was extremely complicated, his fate was ill-fated, and he had suffered countless hardships. Before his death, he did not feel any resentment, but instead felt a sense of relief.
After helping Jiang Qi erect the tombstone, Jiang Changsheng looked up.
"There's something wrong with this world. It's isolated from the void... Is this a cage?"
Jiang Changsheng frowned and thought that he did not jump out of this world rashly.
As he watched, a man fell from the sky. He was wearing tattered black armor with bloodstains on it.
Jiang Changsheng's eyes moved, and the man floated towards him and landed at his feet.
The man in black armor had a very young face, and his Eye of the Dao was still open, but his Eye of the Dao had turned into a blood eye, with no pupils visible. He was in danger and could die at any time.
Jiang Changsheng raised his hand and patted him through the air to heal him.
Every time his will traveled through time, it was obviously possessed by someone else. Although this body was not as good as his original one, it also had a transcendent level of cultivation, so it was not difficult to rescue the man in black armor.
The soul of the man in black armor did not suffer a fatal blow, unlike Jiang Qi, who had only one of his three souls and seven spirits left, and the only one left had been hollowed out.
After a while.
The man in black armor slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Jiang Changsheng, he immediately jumped up and moved ten feet away, in a fighting stance.
Jiang Changsheng directly revealed his Eye of the Dao. The man in black armor widened his eyes and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?" asked the man in black armor with a frown.
Jiang Changsheng replied: "I am just an unknown young man of the Jiang clan. I have been in seclusion and I don't know why I was moved here. Can you tell me where this place is and why there are so many tombs of Jiang clan members?"
He couldn't figure out what . There was a causal force that was higher than his current level of cultivation that was obscuring all his calculations.
The black-armored man frowned and snorted, "You have been in seclusion for a long time, well, there are countless Jiang clan disciples, and there may be people like you who practice asceticism, and your eyes can't lie, so I will tell you."
"This is the former world of the Jiang clan's imperial lineage. With the help of the Jiang clan's great men, it has become a place of life that resists the forces of darkness. However, the forces of darkness have surrounded this world. I am one of the few remaining Jiang clan members. I wanted to fight to the death, but I didn't expect to be saved by you... It seems that you have surpassed the Immortal Emperor."
When talking about Jiang Changsheng's cultivation level, the man in black armor showed a mocking look on his face.
Jiang Changsheng asked: "What is the dark power?"
The black-armored man's face turned unnatural when he heard this. He said, "No one knows where the dark power comes from. The dark power was born in the universe. After eroding the universe, it began to erode the countless great voids below. In order to protect the Taiyi Immortal Realm, countless members of the Jiang Clan sacrificed their own blood to condense the Ancestral Eye to protect this world. However, the erosion of the dark power is far beyond our imagination. Even if we stay here, our magic power will continue to dissipate."
As he said this, despair could not be suppressed in his eyes.
"When I was born, it was a dark and turbulent era, but you didn't even know it. How long have you been in seclusion? Which generation are you from?"
