Agarwood Like Crumbs (Immortal Samsara)

Chapter 47: The Secret Of Hades (Rewritten Version)

The fog dissipated, and the gorgeous palace on the river surface gradually became clear in the water vapor. Magnificent, but with a sense of decline.

This is what Yan Dan felt for a moment.

Liu Wei Yang stood on the bow of the ship with his hands in his hands, and took out a string of colorful colored glazes glowing with dazzling brilliance from his sleeves. Above the smoke-filled Yewangchuan, a dazzling and brilliant halo suddenly rose. A gust of wind blew by, and the mist on the river surface disappeared in no time. Forgotten the light on the river at night, the Qingshan in the distance became more magnificent because of its clarity.

With force in his hand, the colorful colored glaze was broken into pieces, and the broken colored glaze gradually turned into a faint figure. The figure floats on the water, his face is dim, and you can vaguely see the mountains and rivers between his brows. Such a face is hard to forget after seeing it.

That is the soul of the Evil God Xuanxiang.

He flicked his sleeves and raised his hand in salute. Even if he was modest and polite, he would teach people that this man always has a superior nobility.

Yan Dan thought to herself, how good and brave this Highness Xuan Xiang was back then, in fact, that was only his side. The reason why he would destroy the Demon Realm himself was because he didn't want to be pushed to the forefront of the dispute by his tribe. If you have to wait until the end of the situation where both sides suffer, perhaps you should take a step back. After all, Liu Wei Yang is his brother, a member of his clan, no matter how ruthless he is, he can't kill his relatives.

Xuanxiang stood on the water, the water waves under his feet were gentle, only a circle of shallow ripples rippled away. He looked at Liu Wei Yang and slowly stretched out his hand, his sleeves slipped, just to reveal the deep scar on his wrist. In the magical state, Yan Dan once dreamed of seeing him scratch his wrist, and every drop of blood turned into a blood sculpture.

Liu Wei Yang also stretched out his hand and shook it hard.

Xuan Xiang smiled, still the kind of smile that is neither deep nor shallow, turned around and slowly walked away, and gradually disappeared at the junction of river.

The ship's body suddenly shook slightly, thinking that it came across the stone steps that stretched from the palace to Wangchuan.

The four got off the boat and stepped on the stone steps in the water.

The stone steps are made of a whole piece of marble, the light can be seen, and the shape of the human shadow is faintly reflected.

Yan Dan still remembered to tow the boat to a proper place. She was not the first to come back here, and she knew that if there was no boat, they would have to swim to find the ghost gate and return to the mortal world. How bleak and desolate it should be. Tragedy.

A group of people climbed up the steps and saw that the bronze carved door of the Hades was tightly closed, and there was no popularity around it, as if resisting the visit of strangers.

Yan Dan raised her head and looked at this majestic and luxurious palace, feeling a sense of awe in her heart for no reason.

The Ming Palace is the place where the ancient gods lived, and there are their fairy trails in every corner. It was a very long time ago when the heaven and the earth were in chaos, and the heaven and the earth were even connected together. In this chaos, the first ancestor gof appeared, he was the Pangu clan known as the Chaos God. After the Pangu clan opened up the heaven and earth, he merged with the heaven and earth together, and the soul was destroyed forever. After him, the creation gods Nu Wa, Tian Wu, Bi Fang, Zi Bi, Shu Hai, and Zhu Yin appeared one after another. And these ancient gods, like Pangu, became part of mountains and rivers in the torrent of time.