“What is ahead?”

"It's darkness."

"What about ahead?"

“…”

"It's light."

The sound of the horse's hooves, violent bumps, and the thunder that exploded in his ears made Tian Yu wake up from his muddy sleep. Half of his body hung on the horse's back, and the horse roared and ran wildly in the heavy rain. The mud exploded. His cheeks were stained with a large piece of mud. Lightning flashed by, making the man's face pale.

Since his practice, he has not been "ill" for a long time.

It's been a long time since he was as powerless as he is now. He lay on the horse's back, his body was pressed very low, his ten fingers were sore and numb, and he didn't even have the power to hold the reins. His consciousness was blurred and chaotic, and he couldn't tell whether it was a nightmare or a memory... In his mind, the scene of his childhood conversation with Cheng Ran was always echoed. He sat on the treetops of the blue wood, looking at the herbicide boy looking at the night with a basket on his back, and answered his two questions.

At that time, Cheng Ran was far inferior to Cheng's talent in cultivation and could not climb up to Cangmu. Tian Yu, who was extremely frustrated, sat on the ground. He tried hard to raise his head and stood on tiptoe, but he could never compare to Cheng Ran who was sitting on Cangmu.

He saw darkness in front of him.

Cheng Ran told himself that there was light ahead.

As long as you can climb higher.

Later, Tian Yu saw "light". After he traveled east, he became a disciple of the White Wolf King and the small group of people with the highest power and position on the grassland. At least in the western border, he was the only one who could climb to the top of the tree.

Then he saw his best friend die in the darkness.

The subsequent survey tasks were advanced at an extremely fast speed. The aura of the source evil on the stone wall of Longya Mountain was cracked one by one by one by the evil talisman. The flow of the source evil on the entire mountain wall and the leakage in the past decade were completely deduced... and a shocking truth was revealed.

The real source of the "source evil" has been taken away by someone more than them.

Two thousand years ago, "Yuan Sha" was a "gift" used by the demon clan to open the grassland portal. This poisonous gift was the source of power for the "Donghuang" of the demon clan at that time. It was a nearly unsolvable poison. Two thousand years later, the person who took it away again... had his intentions.

This "source evil" was blocked in Longya Mountain for a long time. No one discovered it during this long period of time. This is due to the protection of the "Mother River" in the past dark history, so that this secret can be maintained for a long time.

Until the mountain wall is damaged under the weathering of time, then the "source evil" is leaked out.

Want to defeat the darkness.

Only look at the darkness.

Tian Yu's lips were dry, and in the heavy rain, staring at the dark evil spirit in front of him. He had heard the sound of horse hooves like thunder rolling in the distance, which was the direction of the mother river... Has the riot initiated by the "yuan evil" begun?

...

...

"Did you hear these sounds?"

The river of the Apocalypse River, with Donghuang and Ning Yi as the center, countless waters swept through and turned into a majestic tornado. The sounds and screams from afar were clearly heard into Ning Yi's ears.

Donghuang said slowly: "I have fallen here and will stand up here."

He raised his arms, and strands of "yuansha" penetrated the water of the mother river in a radius of several miles. This entire long river was cut off, and because of the power of "yuansha", it turned into something in the palm of Donghuang.

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Yi said expressionlessly: "You really chose the wrong place... You have died here once, and there will be a second time."

The dome sounded dull thunder.

It was pouring rain.

The river water of the Apocalypse River collapsed. Because of the two people's suspended positions, the cleared river water caused a large part of the river to overflow, and the long rain line penetrated the nothingness between them.

Ning Yi was soaked in the water of the mother river for a long time. After absorbing the new word scroll, his body was filled with a warm force.

The clothes slowly became dry.

At this moment, heavy rain fell on the dome, and these raindrops fell on their shoulders, splashing out delicate hot fog.

Donghuang smiled and said, "Oh...is it?"

The sound has not yet landed.

A long light flashed by.

The sword light of thin snow came out from the sword sheath, and in an instant, penetrated the heavy rain. The sudden strong wind blew the heavy rain on the dome and changed directions, almost parallel to the ground. The sword energy of this sword was light and soft like a wisp of thousands of raindrops.

A bloodline burst out from Donghuang's throat. The pupils of the demon domain co-lord two thousand years ago contracted. With his current cultivation level, he could not see the trajectory and direction of the sword clearly.

The Vajra body was directly knocked and smashed through by this wisp of sword energy.

Then it was his body, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, and suddenly crashed into the water of the Apocalypse River behind him. The river water that was penetrated by the "power of the Source Evil" produced countless pairs of "arms" that supported him. If he wanted to hold the co-lord of the demon realm, it was a pity that the arms of the Source Evil collapsed and collapsed one by one, accompanied by miserable ghost crying.

A blazing divine wind and thunder pierced through Donghuang's throat, took his body straight into the bottom of the river, and drew a straight long line, just like the thunder that crossed the night sky above the dome.

There was a "boom".

Ning Yi's expressionless face slowly fell on the dry riverbed.

Donghuang used the "yuansha" to move the River of Avici, and where he settled, he could sense the "heartbeat" at the bottom of the mother river. This land was originally warm, but now it gradually became cold due to the attachment of "yuansha".

He looked down at the black robe lying at the bottom of the river.

The Snow Sword has returned to the sheath.

The sword was drawn for only a moment, and when the speed was extremely fast, the sword light killed people invisibly... And Ning Yi, as the sword master, could not even see the movements of drawing the sword in the eyes of outsiders.

Donghuang lay at the bottom of the river, his face neither sad nor happy. He could feel the blood in his throat overflowing.

Luo Changsheng of the Great Sui Dynasty was able to severely damage himself with his sword energy.

But I didn't expect that... there was a second person in the same realm that could do it.

He calmly felt this powerful "power of destruction". His vitality was reborn and gathered under the compensation of the Yuansha, while this sword was constantly destroyed.

This is a destructive way that is even more fierce than "yuansha".

Donghuang chuckled softly: "You are different from Urle back then."

Ning Yi said calmly: "My name is Ning Yi. I have never been Urle two thousand years ago. But I have a little bit like him. I will kill you again today and then bring the grassland a bright light."

After hearing this, Donghuang was slightly lost.

He smiled sarcastically and nodded dumbly in a very "affirm" tone.

The tall man in black robe struggled for a while, then slowly stood up, stretched out a hand and gently wiped his neck. The sword light swept away in the black evil at his fingertips. He took it out and threw it into the distance. It was immediately transmitted several miles away.

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There was an explosion.

The river water swells, the darkness and light entangle.

"You are right..." Donghuang looked at Ning Yi and joked: "One thing, you are all the same... and they claim to be 'light'."

Ning Yi frowned.

Donghuang's throat cracked a bloody mouth. The sword energy of the sword holder was the most powerful killing power in the world. The vast light that specifically killed the "shadow" was actually slowly healed under Donghuang's "Source Evil". The flesh and blood can be replenished, but the remaining injuries are difficult to completely eliminate.

So Donghuang's voice sounded like he tore open the vocal cords.

He smiled hoarsely, "You think darkness is bad and light is good... You always say you want to give them light, so did Urle give it? After he killed me, did the grassland get light?"

"The world can usher in the 'eternal night', and at the eternal night, it's pitch black."

"But the world will never usher in 'eternal light'... because as long as there is light, there will be shadows." Donghuang slowly kneaded his neck, and his voice became deeper and deeper. "If people stand under the light, they cannot avoid shadows... Why don't you think about what darkness means?"

Ning Yi fell silent.

"If one day, the grassland will be destroyed." Donghuang said calmly: "Then it will never be the 'dark' itself, but you."

He raised one hand and the power of the source evil gathered like a pearl in his palm.

A picture, twisted and rising.

Donghuang slowly retreated backwards, and water flowed around him, and evil spirits condensed.

A calm voice rang.

"When eternal night comes, people should not hide, but should try to learn..."

"Face the darkness, accept the darkness...and then, join the darkness."

The water of the Apocalypse River boiled and rolled.

Ning Yi looked ugly and stared at the scene in front of him.

The long line, the fog was faintly spreading slowly, and two iron cavalry collided, rushing, and into the flesh.

The undead iron cavalry wearing a snow-white bone face moved forward "slowly", but unstoppable.

Such a picture not only appears in Ning Yi's "in front of him", but also wherever the power of the source evil passes, the major king tents on the grassland, all the practitioners, soldiers preparing for war, crossbowmen preparing for departure, and the grassland kings sitting in the king tent.

The impact of the dark tide slowly stagnates.

At the same time, a figure condensed in the fog and emerged.

Donghuang raised one hand, and the long iron cavalry line stopped here, and the fight continued, but all the sounds did not appear in the picture of Yuansha.

His face did not appear gloomy, but was calm, sincere, and gentle.

Step into the grassland and travel thousands of miles.

After absorbing the "source evil", this force penetrated into most areas of the grassland... and what he needed was actually two places.

The western border, and the mother river.

He let this picture appear in front of people in these two regions.

The western border and mother river mean poverty and power.

These are two classes that are completely at the upper and lower levels and oppressive.

But in fact... the top and the bottom will be reversed at a special time, just like light and darkness, and there is never a difference between good and bad, right and wrong.

Tian Yu, who had been trekking thousands of miles away, suddenly felt a slight slap in his heart. When he raised his head, he also saw the scene in the mist of the evil spirit.
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