Archdemon

Huo Ling listened to the conversation between the Emperor and the Immortal.

Hearing the words that frightened him, each one made him tremble with fear.

The situation in the hall seemed to speed up the timeline.

People appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Powerful beings left and returned, until they never appeared in the hall again.

The Emperor and the Immortal communicated in the hall many times.

Sometimes, Huo Ling could hear what they said, but most of the time, Huo Ling could not hear anything.

Even the number of guards in the hall was constantly decreasing.

From thousands at the beginning, to hundreds later, to only a hundred in the end.

The strong men in the hall, most of the strong men of the civil and military officials, their number was constantly becoming scarcer.

In the end, it seemed that there was no one in the hall, only Huo Ling stood here alone.

"The great catastrophe of the era has arrived... The Chaos Sea has submerged the central heaven, and all the gods and immortals have entered the five decays of heaven and man."

"The human way is gone, the divine way is cut off, the immortal way is destroyed... Chaos has arrived!"

"The divine ship on the other side is crossing the sea, how many of us can reach the other side?"

"It's miserable~"

In the ruined hall, Huo Ling's figure kept changing. Sometimes he was a god wearing golden armor, and sometimes he was a legendary wizard wearing a wizard robe.

The hall around him seemed to have become what Huo Ling looked like when he came before. Everything around him seemed to have lost its color, and everything was only gray and white.

The sound coming from the front made Huo Ling raise his head. He looked in the hall, in the direction where the emperor once sat on the throne.

There was only color there, and a powerful being wearing gorgeous robes and a crown sat on the throne.

Below the right side of the throne, a young man in white stood here, and the two seemed to be playing a duet.

The first time Huo Ling saw these two people, he knew their identities, they were the Emperor and the Immortal.

The Emperor said: "The end of the catastrophe has come, what is the situation of the other side's Shenzhou?"

The Immortal replied: "The other side's Shenzhou has no possibility of crossing the Chaos Sea... This is what I did to stabilize the immortals and gods."

The Emperor nodded: "Forget it... That's it."

"The reincarnation of the era is not something we can interfere with..."

The figure of the Immortal gradually disappeared, and in Huo Ling's eyes, it quietly dissipated like quicksand.

In the whole hall, only the Emperor and Huo Ling were left.

Huo Ling was in the faded gray and the Emperor sat high on the throne.

"One era after another, order creates the world, chaos destroys the world..."

"Since the ancient era can leave some things to pass through the sea of ​​chaos, how can I, the emperor of heaven, not leave some help for the kings of later generations..."

Gradually, more and more powerful auras, in Huo Ling's view, were held in the hands of the emperor like rules.

Countless rules were mixed and twisted into a piece of silk by the emperor.

"I will cut off the power of heaven and earth... build a thing to cross the world!"

Countless characters were written on this golden silk by the emperor. Finally, he took out a seal and pressed it on the silk.

"It's done!" The emperor said happily.

Even Huo Ling could sense the emperor's joy at this moment.

Huo Ling looked at the silk in the emperor's hand and felt that the calling aura was getting closer and closer.

This made Huo Ling tremble all over. He even wanted to get closer and wanted to reach out and take the silk from the emperor's hand.

Before, when Huo Ling heard the Emperor's voice and saw His figure, the feeling of the call was not so strong.

Could it be that the silk in the Emperor's hand was calling him?

After the joy, the Emperor slowly sat on the throne.

His eyes looked into the distance, and Huo Ling hurriedly looked back. The outside of this hall was now covered by the sea of ​​chaos that could not be described in words.

Countless hideous and terrifying creatures were floating in the sea of ​​chaos. They were powerful and their bodies were even difficult to describe in words.

All the pavilions and palaces that Huo Ling passed by on the way here were submerged in it.

In the pavilions and pavilions, the remaining immortals flew out and fought with these terrifying creatures.

In Huo Ling's opinion, some of the powerful attacks could even directly destroy a plane.

The powerful immortals who can survive to this day are at least Huiyue or even Yaori level strongmen.

Each of their attacks could kill many creatures in the Chaos Sea, but these creatures seemed to be endless.

One after another, powerful figures eventually fell from the sky, and their bodies were buried in theHuo Ling's sight fell on the surface of the Chaos Sea, as if he had encountered the most terrifying thing in his soul, and he couldn't stop trembling. The Chaos Sea was about to submerge the hall. Huo Ling was still standing in the hall. So many powerful immortals, Huiyue and Yaori-level immortals, could not resist the Chaos Sea. If Huo Ling was submerged by the Chaos Sea, how could he survive? When Huo Ling looked back again, he looked at the Emperor. At this time, he knew that if there was really a chance to change this scene, it must be solved by the Emperor. The Emperor's eyes seemed to have crossed endless years, crossed the long river of time and space, and saw Huo Ling from the ancient era. He threw the golden silk in his hand towards Huo Ling, and the silk went directly into Huo Ling's eyebrows. Huo Ling didn't even have a chance to react. The next moment, the figure on the throne waved his hand slightly, and Huo Ling felt as if his body was constantly retreating.

When Huo Ling came back to his senses again, his sight had already seen the hall where he had come in before.

Looking at the ruins, and recalling the magnificent hall here before.

Huo Ling couldn't help but breathe heavily, his big heart couldn't stand it.

The last moment, he was still in the hall as a golden armored god, feeling the terrifying sea of ​​chaos approaching.

The next moment, he was sent back to the present.

So the scenes he experienced before, were they a projection of the long river of time, or did Huo Ling experience it himself, and his soul entered that era?

And at this time, Huo Ling could finally hear the voice that had been echoing in his ears before.

"You..."

"You... come... "

"You... come... too late..."

The sound of a huge bell echoed in Huo Ling's ears, and he stood there like a wooden chicken.

Huo Ling turned around and looked outside the hall, and saw the ruins of the pavilions and towers.

The terrifying sea of ​​chaos seemed to appear before his eyes again.

He murmured, "Am I... late?"