C958 Ten-thousand years
C958 Ten-thousand years
In the ten years he had been with Tang Feng, he had never seen Tang Feng lowering his head one day. Even though he was faced with a certain death situation in the past, he had never begged like this before.
The Nine Nether Sparrow knew very well, this was not because Tang Feng was afraid of death, but because he was afraid of his own death.
Even if tens of thousands of years had passed, neither the Nine Nether Sparrow nor Tang Feng knew the infinite terror hidden within it. Even if it was just a strand of will and one of soul power, from the previous situation, it still had the ability to slay a demigod with bare hands.
If he really wanted to make things difficult for the Nine Nether Sparrow, not only would he be unable to leave today, even the Nine Nether Sparrow would surely die here.
To Tang Feng, death was not something he was afraid of. If there really was going to be something, it might be a relief. Over the past twenty years, he had spent almost every single day crazily tormenting himself. In fact, even a day of leisure was extremely rare. Perhaps when he died, that would truly be a relief.
It was just that Tang Feng still had too much to worry about, whether or not his father was still alive. The deepest secret in his memories had yet to be unearthed, and the promise of marrying a Nine Nether Sparrow that he had said before had yet to be fulfilled.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that everything could only be described with regret.
The injuries this time around were truly too severe. Even at the most serious time, they could not be compared to the present. How could the current Tang Feng not know that in the time it took for only a few dozen breaths, the bones in his body had completely shattered, his tendons and veins were completely broken, and even his internal organs had been suppressed to the point of crumbling apart.
In the past, the blood of the Nine Nether could help Tang Feng repair his body continuously, but now the blood of the Nine Nether had already become mortal blood, and did not have any functions. His own Essential Blood might be strong, but this kind of strength was far more than just repairing his current broken body.
If it wasn't for the fact that this space was isolated, it wouldn't be connected to the outside world at all. At this moment, Tang Feng's aura had probably disappeared completely. The only things that could be left were the Spiritual Sense and his soul.
Even so, there was not a single trace of life left in his body. He was just hanging on to his last breath.
Right now, Tang Feng was very clear. Just as he had speculated before, the key to Nine Nether Clan was to bring him here to revive their emperor. Nine Nether Clan was perhaps the only one who was qualified to find the culprit of that year and exterminate him.
His reason for coming here was no longer to help the Nine Nether Sparrow revive its Nine Nether Clan, nor was it to find the truth of its past. However, when Tang Feng felt that this emperor still had a sliver of will, he knew that all of this was just a trap.
If he had to wait for several hundred or a thousand years for the aura of the Emperor to completely disappear, then perhaps everything would be as the old Prophet from back then had said. He would need to borrow Tang Feng's power, because there really would be no other way out for the Nine Nether Clan at that time.
But unfortunately, the current Emperor had yet to truly perish.
He did not care about life and death, but he cared about the life and death of the Nine Nether Sparrow once again. Therefore, even if he had to lower his arrogant head, he hoped that the so called Emperor of Nine Nether Clan would let the Nine Nether Sparrow go.
His eyes were staring at the youth who was already covered in blood, but the Nine Nether Sparrow had become quiet. Other than Tang Feng, there seemed to be nothing else in his moist eyes.
Under the rhythm of her heartbeat, she felt a heart-wrenching pain as if thousands of sharp blades had ruthlessly pierced through her heart. She did not even know when the Nine Nether Sparrow died, only coldness left in her heart.
At this moment, how could she not understand what had happened?
Everything was as Tang Feng had guessed.
Wuwuwu!
The pressure from that trace of aura finally stopped at this moment, and following that, waves after waves of Whistling Sound s continued to sweep across the sky. Beneath the Whistling Sound, a burst of heat that was suffocating the two could be felt spread out. When the Roaring Sound filled the sky, the Nine Nether Fire that was originally swarming with the most exuberant suddenly combusted in an instant like a volcano's eruption.
The moment the raging inferno lit up the entire space, and the flames above the graves of the countless Nine Nether Clan seemed to have encountered the arrival of an emperor, restraining all of the flames that had previously been gentle and gentle.
In that huge space, at this moment, only the Emperor of Nine Nether Clan's Nine Nether Fire remained.
Even when the Nine Nether Fire was burning, there were no signs of aura fluctuations. But a kind of reverence that emanated from the deepest part of the soul, the deepest part of the Essential Blood, also quietly spread out from within Tang Feng's and the Nine Nether Sparrow's body. It was a pity that Tang Feng didn't do anything even though it had spread.
When he was under that kind of pressure from before, to the point where he almost lost his life, Tang Feng did not even frown at all. If it was only because of the extremely weak netherworld Essential Blood in his body now, then it would be belittling him.
As for Nine Nether Sparrow, even though her soul was currently trembling, her heart was filled with determination.
As a member of the Nine Nether Clan, if her clan needed her, she could die for it at any time. If her clan members wanted her to, she wouldn't resist at all, even if it meant that she would have to suffer the punishment of ten thousand cuts for her own death. However, she should never have thought of herself as a chess piece, because even if she knew clearly that she was a chess piece in any other aspect, she wouldn't regret anything even if it meant that she had to do something that the heavens could not tolerate.
However, the only thing he should not do was target Tang Feng.
All these years, not only was it because of Tang Feng's Nine Nether Sparrow, she had also felt warmth and happiness, and she had even already passed herself to Tang Feng.
The powerful fluctuation of her soul caused her mind to tremble and feel intense pain, as though her blood and soul were punishing the Nine Nether Sparrow for ignoring the appearance of the Emperor. Even with her tightly clenched fists, her nails had pierced through her palms, but the Nine Nether Sparrow was still holding Tang Feng tightly in her arms.
She was not afraid of life or death, if she could accompany Tang Feng, what was there to be afraid of?
"My, my clansmen ~"
Finally, after a long while, when the flame was completely formed, a man's voice that carried with it tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes gradually appeared in this space. After which, a tall and sturdy body slowly walked out from within the endless flames.
"Emperor!"
After all, with a soft sigh, the Nine Nether Sparrow had turned around and knelt down as well. However, even under his kneeling, the Nine Nether Sparrow still used a Soft Power to wrap Tang Feng up, afraid that a sliver of its aura would affect the current heavily injured Tang Feng.
"I didn't expect that this day would actually come tens of thousands of years later."
The middle-aged man seemed to be lamenting about something, but the figure was still within the flames. It was obvious that the last generation Emperor of Nine Nether Clan that Nine Nether Sparrow could sense from the depths of her soul was just a strand of aura.
But even if it was just a strand of Qi, a remnant consciousness, the enormous power contained within was definitely not something that the Nine Nether Sparrow, who had already become a Half-god Level, could defend against.
Not to mention that the Nine Nether Sparrow could not resist at all due to its bloodline, even if its true Half-god Level Expert was in the face of this aura, it would only have an identity of falling.
To be able to become an Emperor in the Nine Nether Clan, not only was his bloodline the noblest, his strength and talent was also unparalleled.
It was rumored that in order to become the emperor of Nine Nether Clan, one had to go through nine lifetimes of nine tribulations and nine Nirvana Rebirth. This alone was enough to prove its strength.
Even those existences whose Human Clan surpassed the level of a demigod could only barely survive in front of the emperor. With his absolute strength, it would not be difficult for him to kill those who surpassed the level of a demigod.
If it was in the past, it would probably be enough to make the Nine Nether Sparrow become incomparably excited. But now, other than infinite bitterness and regret, the only thing left in her heart was pain.
"You did it, very well."
It seemed as if this wisp of consciousness hadn't spoken for a long time. His trembling voice seemed disjointed, as if it didn't affect the excitement within the Emperor's heart in the slightest.
No one knew better than he what it meant to survive.
They had always shouldered the heavy responsibility of avenging and avenging the entire time. They had always carried the responsibility of bearing the guilt of exterminating their entire clan. Those fellows back then were truly too powerful. Even he was not their match.
Several tens of thousands of years had passed. He had borrowed the aura of several thousand of his clan members to support himself in this grave of Nine Nether Clan.
He seemed to be reminiscing about the past. His tone was filled with sorrow. As the emperor of the Nine Nether Clan, if he were to personally see his clan being annihilated, perhaps it would be impossible for him to understand why he was so powerless.
To be able to endure the countless years of loneliness and try to wait for less than a thousandth of a chance, no one knew how much it would cost.
If it was any other time, the Nine Nether Sparrow would probably be willing to give everything it had to the Emperor, and it would be even more touched. But at the moment, she was unable to do so, and it was not impossible for her to offer some of them up to the Emperor.
The Emperor's words were enough to explain everything. Everything that Tang Feng did today was just a tool to facilitate his rebirth.
"Young man, do you have any wishes?"
Finally, seeing the Nine Nether Sparrow not saying a word, Huang also sighed, and then his gaze landed on Tang Feng who was currently extremely weak.
A mere Human Clan, not only was it something that the Emperor loathed, it was something that he had to obtain right now.
Of course, perhaps it was to calm the inner waves of the Nine Nether Sparrow a little, so that she could use this pitiful gaze to look at Tang Feng.