C45 Once a Holy Land

The Tongshan slowly quietened down, and everyone dispersed. After this day, they felt that something big was going to happen in the Limitless Mountain.

Very quickly, the news spread across the entire Limitless Mountain, causing people to discuss about it.

But at this time, within the Tongshan, it was the same as it always was. Two people were hanging from a tree in the distance, like sausages hanging there, swaying in the wind. The scene looked a little strange.

Lee Pu sat cross-legged inside the thatched cottage. Facing the Lark, he was very quiet, without any of the brutality from before.

"In the ancient era, the Limitless Mountain was once a holy land for cultivation. The Lark looked solemn, and her tone was heavy.

In the past, the Homo Clan Sacred Grounds were resplendent as they looked down upon the entire Qingzhou area.

However, now, it had long since declined. The experts of the past had all fallen, and some of their inheritances had been cut off. The powerful techniques that were passed down had practically vanished by now.

"A powerful Sacred Ground? Why did it fall into its current state? " Lee Pu frowned, there were too many questions in his heart, and he recalled a few legends. It was said that there were once Immortal people in the Limitless Mountain.

A strong Homo Clan Sacred Ground, and even with the protection of a 'immortal' person, had still declined. What happened in that era? Was it so terrifying that it couldn't even match up to an 'Immortal'?

At this moment, Lee Pu's mind was filled with all sorts of fanciful thoughts and his heart was not at peace.

"Rumor has it that in the war, they died in the end." The Lark frowned because some things happened too long ago, so it didn't understand them too well.

But now, in the known history, there were only records about the last king of the Homo Clan Sacred Grounds.

"It's Rain King?" As Lee Pu spoke, waves of emotions surged in his heart. When he thought back to that ancient battlefield, he felt an overwhelming sense of familiarity. It was as though he had been there all those years ago.

At the same time, he saw some terrifying scenes through his armored guard, Mu Chen.

It was a bloody battlefield. When Mu Chen returned there, everything was over and it was all in the past. Only Mu Chen was left crying and crying.

"Even though the Sacred Grounds of the past have declined, there are still some powerful legacies that have not been cut off and are difficult to erase. They have been circulating around the world ever since." Speaking up to here, the Lark's entire aura had changed. Sharp, profound, and cold.

What is a Sacred Ground? It was an immortal, an unerasable existence. It was so powerful that it overlooked both ancient and modern times, inherited the world's most terrifying dao, and created the strongest existence of all time. It had even walked out of this place with a few 'immortals', leaving behind too many legends for future generations.

However, even now, it had already declined. Even so, some powerful legacies, terrifying abilities, and terrifying techniques still existed and never stopped. They existed side by side with the Limitless Mountain, and were passed down until now.

This was the reason why Limitless Mountain had always existed, and also the reason why Limitless Mountain had encountered such a great calamity.

According to the Lark, because of these, there was a lack of experts protecting them, so the Limitless Mountain became a back garden for some people, causing the Limitless Mountain to not dare to open to the public for many years, because they were afraid of some powerhouses sneaking in, and stealing their inheritance and abilities.

But how can this thwart the ambition of the despised?

Many years had passed, and those powerful and terrifying clans had used countless methods to send people here. They were currently openly stealing their inheritance and divine abilities.

"The Liu steelwork on Yushan, the Sword Management Pavilion, Wu steel. the Liu steelwork on Ming Mountain, the Sky Tower, Ling Yangtian, the Liu steelwork on Wu Shan, the Water Cave Heaven, and the Dark Pavilion. These are their people." The Lark's gaze was very cold and her killing intent was faintly discernible.

For many years, many things had happened in the Limitless Mountain. Some families and powers had been very low key in the past, and the disciples who sent them here changed their surnames, but now, they had even openly brought out their clan's name, and had even built up their own small faction here.

What kind of arrogance was this? Arrogant?

"Has the Limitless Mountain ever resisted?" Lee Pu was not calm, and even a bit depressed.

"How come there isn't any?" The Lark sneered. At the same time, it was a little crazy, and its killing intent was dense: "Those who resisted back then were all dead, no one knew how they died for no reason. They went from being in the Sacred Grounds to being in the current realm for a full ten thousand years, can you imagine how many experts have died in these ten thousand years? How many geniuses had mysteriously disappeared? How many generations of Sect Leaders have you changed? "

Before Lee Pu could open his mouth, the Lark continued speaking. Its face was ferocious and it seemed to be roaring: "There are too many. It's impossible to count them all. They can be piled into a mountain."

Speaking of which, the Lark laughed crazily, and had long been crying.

They were battling, battling to the unknown. They were working hard, fighting hard, but after their fall, this Sacred Ground had become the garden of the people guarding behind them.

Over the years, they had become increasingly arrogant, arrogant, and continuously swallowed, devouring everything in their Limitless Mountain.

Even now, in their subconscious, this place had already become their training ground, a place to nurture their talents. After a period of time, they would send some people with potential here to become disciples. They were waiting to soar into the skies and leave this place.

Generation after generation of people could only endure this humiliation in silence.

However, there were also people who were unwilling. They roared and roared as their blood boiled. They wanted to pull out these rotten teeth and locusts. They had paid a terrible price for this, but they still failed.

"Your Little Uncle-Master is one of them." Lark was extremely sad. Back then, Little Uncle-Master was dressed in white, and he was on stage alone. He fought alone, and killed the whole world without making a sound. It was something that people yearned for.

Unfortunately, he didn't succeed in the end because a group of top-notch characters secretly attacked and killed Little Uncle-Master, leaving him with wounds that were difficult to erase.

"Little San is one of them." The Lark looked into the sky, and was extremely saddened. At this time, it lacked the smile it used to have, and all of its anger was restrained, leaving behind an inexhaustible sadness.

Lee Pu was silent. His heart was in a mess, and he was also shocked. He was silently digesting everything that the Lark had told him.

"Even if it has declined, someone has to fight back. Do it, and you will inherit all of those things. One path." At this moment, the Lark was sad by itself, only its face was left with tears. It did not deliberately cry, but deep inside its heart, it could not help but release its emotions.

Lee Pu suddenly thought of Mu Chen, that powerful and terrifying Skywalker Mu Chen. At that time, he was also crying, so why was he crying? The Sacred Grounds of that era should have never encountered anything like this.

Lee Pu became more and more confused.

"I will not force you. In the past, I have always concealed the truth and even intentionally led you onto this path. I am very selfish, but now that you know all the reasons and the truth, you can make a choice." Lark's back was facing him. At this moment, its heart was not at peace, there was hesitation, fear, and even more nervousness.

"Does Third Senior Brother know all this?" Lee Pu looked up.

"He … "I don't know." The Lark shook her head: "Little San Zi only wanted me to come back to take a look, but I saw your physique."

"What do you mean?"

"What is a taboo? It's because some people are afraid and afraid. That's why they're called taboos. " The Lark's words were cold and filled with a dense killing intent: "Do you know why you were called in the ancient times?"

Lee Pu kept silent and waited for the next part.

"Celestial Body." The Lark laughed, and because it had seen Lee Pu's physique, it decided to stay.

This was its decision, and Lee Pu was the only one left to choose.

Lee Pu's heart was in turmoil. He really wanted to ask what was a celestial body. But looking at the back of the Lark, he was simply incapable of speaking.

What kind of road was this?

What kind of decision was he about to make?

Was he cultivating in seclusion? Or was it like fireworks that lit up the sky? All the way here?

The Lark did not give him too many instructions, it only told him the truth and let him make a choice. He could choose to avoid it, choose to leave the Tongshan, and leave this place.

However, he could also choose another path, a difficult path, and a road that was destined to lead him to war. This was a road that was covered in blood, and it was very possible that he would become the next Little Uncle-Master, and the next Lin Ziyu.

"Think about it yourself. Decide. Tell me." The Lark leaped forward. It didn't want to affect Lee Pu's decision, because it couldn't be that selfish. There were too many scary factors on the road, and it was so difficult that it required a lifetime to travel.