Under the illumination of countless lights, the ground of the entire hall was filled with dark red blood flowing, like hell.

In various places in the hall, there are corpses standing and corpses crawling.

The astonishment and fear on the faces of these corpses were completely preserved, allowing Lu Qingchen to clearly feel the pain during their lifetime.

For countless years, their blood had already dried up, but the dark red blood on the ground had not dissipated for a long time, which was enough to show how terrifying the cultivation of these corpses had during their lifetime.

Lu Qingchen even felt that he had come to the eighteenth level of hell and saw the most terrifying scene in the world.

Walking slowly into the hall, Lu Qingchen suddenly found a statue facing him in the center of the hall.

The statue is a young man.

He looks so extraordinary, has an outstanding temperament, a tall figure, and a pair of bright eyes.

But for some reason, his hair was indeed as pale as snow.

Seeing Lu Qingchen gradually approaching him, the statue seemed to come alive and actually showed a bright smile.

And this scene happened to be seen by Lu Qingchen looking up.

When he saw the face of the statue, Lu Qingchen's heart trembled violently.

Immediately afterwards, a huge wave of fear arose from the heart.

"How...how is it possible!"

Lu Qingchen looked blankly at the young statue with a bright smile in front of him, but his fear became more and more.

If Yushan and others were here, they would find that the face of the young statue was exactly the same as Lu Qingchen.

"You're here."

The vicissitudes of life suddenly resounded throughout the hall.

"What?"

Lu Qingchen, who was still in a daze, thought he had heard it wrong and asked to the void.

"You're here."

The sound continued to sound.

"Who are you?!"

Lu Qingchen's heart was trembling violently at this moment, but his mind was like a mirror.

"I am you...you are me, we are the same person!"

This vicissitudes of life continues to sound, accompanied by a bewitching demonic sound.

"I am you, you... it's me?"

As the sound continued to sound, Lu Qingchen's eyes gradually became turbid.

"Yes, that's it..."

"roll!!!"

Before the voice could be finished, Lu Qingchen suddenly shouted.

Click—

The picture was broken, and all the scenes in front of Lu Qingchen disappeared.

"It turned out to be the environment, so I almost said."

He patted his chest with some fear, and Lu Qingchen gasped.

The scene just now was so terrible. Not only that, the illusion was also very real.

After Lu Qingchen patted his chest, he began to observe the real hall in front of him.

There was no longer the hellish scene just now. After the illusion disappeared, only five huge stone platforms were left in the hall.

These five stone platforms surrounded an altar in the middle like stars arching the moon, as if guarding the altar.

Lu Qingchen's eyes had long been attracted by a weapon on the altar in the center.

It was an unknown ancient sword.

Unlike the other swords, this ancient sword is about four feet long and is as wide as an adult's slap.

The sword body is pitch black and covered with various complex patterns. The patterns are carved on this ancient sword, like cracked crevices.

Countless patterns gathered into three unknown hideous creatures at the hilt of the sword, and occasionally a faint blood light flashed across the blade.

Lu Qingchen looked carefully and found that the ancient sword was not black, but blood-red.

But for some reason, most of the sword body of this ancient sword became pitch black.

In addition to this ancient sword, there is also an exquisite stone sword the size of a fist on the altar.

At this moment, the fist-sized stone sword was showing a faint bloody light.

"Is this...soul species?"

Seeing this scene, Lu Qingchen could no longer help but feel excited and picked up the exquisite stone sword the size of a fist.

After putting this exquisite stone sword in his hand and playing with it for a while, Lu Qingchen did not notice anything strange, so he looked at the ancient sword again.

"Hey, there are words on the sword?"

Lu Qingchen was surprised and he saw a word on the sword of the ancient sword.

"Kill..."

Seeing this word, Lu Qingchen was a little confused.

There is only this word engraved on the entire ancient sword, and the rest are all pitch black.

Lu Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his golden claws and grabbed the sword a few times.

"Chakk."

A harsh sound rang out, and then a lot of black powder fell from the sword.

"sky......?!"

After the black powder fell, a big word appeared on the blood-red sword body.

"If those two words are connected, it will be...Shi Tian?!"

Lu Qingchen murmured, suddenly exclaiming in shock.

Then is this soul seed... the Demon Slayer?!

Lu Qingchen looked blankly at the ancient sword and soul seed in front of him, and his heart was full of incredible.

He suddenly thought of the top ten gods in ancient and modern times that he had seen in ancient books before, and the Demon-killing species ranked second.

This is an extremely mysterious soul species, and it is rumored by ancient books to be an ultimate demon species.

According to records, this divine species has ranked first in the attacks throughout history, no one else.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the inheritor of the ancient species of killing the sky was born, and countless powerful people from the righteous sects surrounded and suppressed them.

In the end, he paid an extremely heavy price. The entire nine saints of Heavenly Dao fell in that battle, and sealed the inheritors of the ancient heaven-killing species.

That day, blood flowed into a river, the way of heaven cried, all things whine, and the entire cultivation world trembled!

This is the information recorded in the ancient book, and Lu Qingchen still remembers it very clearly.

The inheritor of this Demon Slayer of Heaven Slayer is called Demon Slayer of Heaven Slayer, and he is the only person in ancient times to be called emperor with his ancient honor.

"Just...how could the Demon Slayer appear here?"

Thinking of the information recorded in ancient books, Lu Qingchen's thoughts quickly turned.

According to records, the Demon Emperor of Heaven Slayer did not die, but was sealed by the nine Heavenly Dao Saints.

If this is the case, then this ancient sword and soul seed will not make sense at all.

If this is the case, there is only another reason, the Demon Emperor of Heaven Slayer has fallen.

Before his death, he created this secret realm, leaving behind the inheritance of the Heaven-Slaying Lineage.

Lu Qingchen's thoughts flew, and two results were analyzed instantly.

"That system, do you know these two things?"

Lu Qingchen was silent for a while, and suddenly asked about the system.

"Back to the host, the system understands that these two items are the Ancient Sword of Heaven and the Ancient Sword of Heaven and Heaven!"

The system's unravelled mechanical synthesizer sounded again.
Chapter completed!