There is no one left alive in the huge Imperial clan!
In the dim sky, a faint light faintly penetrated through the thick lead clouds, lighting up some of the earth.
The faint light fell on the long-dead trees and dead grass, giving the entire long-dead land a faint touch of life at this moment.
This life is like a ray of fire, crumbling in the darkness, as if it will be swallowed up by the darkness at any time.
Death seems to be an eternal topic that cannot be avoided.
Wang Mian stood proudly in the void, and his surroundings were still radiating light. That was the light of his life!
"Hahaha!" Wang Mian looked at the ruined platform below. The Antarctic God was leaning on half of the stone pillars that had been damaged and collapsed.
The North Pole God is sitting cross-legged in the center of the platform, and the West Pole God is standing on the steps, as if he is petrified.
Dongji Tiangong also leaned against a low wall.
Siji is dead!
"Hahahaha!" Wang Mian flew out across the sky and earth, his spiritual thoughts sweeping through every corner of the Imperial Clan.
He didn't realize that he actually couldn't have spiritual thoughts, but at this moment his spiritual thoughts seemed to be completely opened.
His white hair was blowing in the wind, and the hair passed over his ears, completely revealing his resolute cheeks.
For the Imperial Clan, there are corpses everywhere, all dead people, lifeless.
The former Imperial Mountain had unknowingly split open, forming a huge crack, and the divinity that once existed had completely disappeared.
The golden ancient runes have also lost all their spirituality, become dim and dull, and have turned into decayed relics. After years of wind and frost, they have begun to become blurred.
The entire Imperial clan was completely quiet. Only Wang Mian's laughter echoed again and again in the void, lonely and profound!
Emperor Yuan is gone!
The Imperial Clan is destroyed!
Wang Mian looked at everything in front of him, the tear in his heart and the extreme pain intertwined in his body.
Wang Mian fell from a high altitude, and with his whole body filled with brilliance, he walked to the square where the Imperial Clan's newcomers were selected.
He remembered that when he first came here, he was very nervous. When he was selected for the first time, he made a mistake because he was too nervous.
Although he didn't make people around him laugh, he failed.
Wang Mian stood on the platform, clenching his fists tightly.
"Please, give me another chance!"
"No more!" On the high platform, a serious old man said.
"Please, give me another chance. I will definitely do better."
"How can there be so many opportunities in all things in the world?"
"It's wrong, it's just wrong. You missed the opportunity to become a core disciple of the Imperial Clan. Go back!" The old man was extremely serious.
"Disciple, it was just because I was nervous!" Wang Mian clenched his fists.
He was very unconvinced. He thought that this time, he was almost certain to become the core disciple of the Imperial Clan.
"If everyone is like you and treats others unfairly, get down!" the old man shouted angrily.
At this time, a figure flashed across the sky. The figure seemed to be passing by, but I only paid attention to it occasionally.
But I happened to see this scene.
It seemed that his interest was aroused, and then the figure hovered in the air.
Then in the huge square, one hundred thousand disciples all knelt down in an instant, including the old man in charge of the assessment.
Wang Mian suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and his heart pounded.
"Do you really want another chance?" the figure said calmly.
But those inadvertent wisps of pressure made Wang Mian feel trembling all over.
One sentence made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
After hesitating for a moment, Wang Mian took a deep breath, then cupped his fists and said.
"want!"
"What if I die?" the voice said again.
"Even if I die, I will do it!" Wang Mian made a decision after careful consideration.
"Give him a chance. The difficulty will be increased a hundred times!"
"If you die, you die!"
"If you don't die, I'll take note of you!" The figure left such a sentence, and then disappeared between heaven and earth.
The world returned to normal in an instant.
Wang Mian looked at the assessment place in front of him.
A hundred times more difficult!
Normally, he would definitely die.
Three days later...
Wang Mian was lying in a pool of blood, breathing weakly, and spoke nervously.
"Have I...passed...?"
"I...have..."
"Passed!"
There were envious looks from all around.
And Wang Mian also stood up.
From then on, he became the registered disciple of Emperor Yuan.
He made a mistake, but Emperor Yuan gave him a chance to do it again.
Later, he made a mistake again, causing trouble for the Imperial Dao clan. It was Emperor Yuan who took action to save him. Now this is a chance to start over again.
But why, this time, he didn't succeed?
Didn't he turn the corner?
Seeing the deathly silence of the Imperial clan, Wang Mian was in extreme pain.
His eyes looked high into the sky, and everything familiar around him was long gone.
"Why?"
"Why?" Wang Mian looked up to the sky and roared!
"Why, you death?"
"Why do you want to take away everything from me!" Wang Mian's face was ferocious and his eyes were red!
The light on his body was no longer golden at this moment, but was changing at an extremely rapid rate.
Those lights began to turn red, a somewhat cold blood red.
Geniuses are proud, but it is precisely because of pride that they cannot accept failure.
It is also because he cannot accept failure that he is a genius!
Wang Mian clenched his fist and made a banging sound!
"Come on, come on!"
"Kill me!" Wang Mian roared.
In the Imperial Clan, countless black figures had indeed appeared around him, especially a big tree that even Luo Chen found terrifying, appeared here.
However, Wang Mian was not only not afraid, but also filled with infinite hatred.
"I, Wang Mian, cannot compare to those unrivaled geniuses, such as Ruchen, Ruchen, and the Human Emperor!"
"Looking at the eternity, I, Wang Mian, may be just a wave of water!"
"But, Master, the traitor knows that he was wrong, and the traitor has paid the price he deserves!"
"But, I shouldn't let the Imperial Dao clan follow me and pay such a price!"
"Disciple is not convinced!"
"Wang Mian is not convinced!" Wang Mian's hair gradually turned from snow-white to red.
The Tao in him was originally bright, like the white snow in the world.
However, now, black has begun to appear.
The white Tao is the Tao of the world of life.
And black is the rule of death!
Wang Mian is making breakthroughs and starting to mutate.
His heart was full of unwillingness and hatred!
Red light gradually spread around his body, replacing the original golden sun color.
The big tree also started to tremble at this moment.