Work hard and die.

His lifetime achievements are unprecedented and opened up a great era.

Born to be a great emperor, as his name suggests, his whole life will belong to the name of a great emperor, he is born to be a pure emperor.

Of course, this sick and coughing-up being is about to pass away, and people are reminded again of the previous emperor, who was also so sick.

What truth is hidden on the Martial Arts Continent?

Is there really a high-dimensional civilization grazing their continent?

All this is alarming.

And when Yang Tiansheng was about to die, even the famous martial arts doctor said that he had less than half a year to live, but he still did not die.

He persisted and created a miracle.

The old man on the hospital bed seemed to have a strong spirit supporting him, as if he was waiting for someone.

Martial arts calendar 3000 years.

The old man was lying on the bed sickly, his skin was sagging and his eyes were cloudy.

The great martial arts emperor who had once shocked an era and whose majesty and majesty of the imperial way was his great talent, great strategy, and great ambition overthrew the dark and corrupt tall young man, could not withstand the erosion of his injuries and years.

"Cough cough cough!" The old man suddenly coughed violently.

Ahem!

Suddenly, another coughing sound also sounded in the Martial God Palace.

The old man suddenly became quiet, and with that familiar coughing sound, time seemed to have returned to the foot of the mountain more than 900 years ago, when the handsome and powerful young man in white looked at his remaining head.

"The Son of Heaven."

The eyes of the old man on the hospital bed were moist. He had to wait for nine years to wait for the next emperor's decree, which was three thousand years.

He wanted to wait for an answer.

He hoped that the emperor had not died and martial arts civilization still had a future.

And now, he finally got the answer he wanted, and the emperor's request came as promised.

This old man's eyes were cloudy and white, and he could see nothing. His vision seemed to be hazy and foggy.

"I know you are coming back," the old man whispered, "You will definitely come back and not be dead. That body is not really dead."

"So, you persisted until now?"

The emperor suddenly coughed violently and covered his lips with a handkerchief, but blood still spurted out.

"Yes, I want to get an answer. It doesn't matter if you are still alive or if I die. If you die too, we will have no future."

The old man only moved his lips and looked at the ceiling dully: "I'm ready for the emperor's order this time. Although there are still many things that haven't been studied yet."

But in fact, most of them are impossible to study in the first place.

The emperor did not say this sentence.

What else could he say?

Is everything a beautiful misunderstanding?

Or something else?

He didn't want to say anything. Breaking the other person's will would be more cruel than killing someone.

I remember the first time we met, this young man was resisting the eight dark decays of Wushen Mountain, leaving only one head at the foot of the mountain.

Then go out into the void.

After a short five-day battle with those high-dimensional civilization guys, five hundred years had passed by the time they returned.

The weak man back then climbed to the top again, completely defeated his opponent, and became the greatest martial arts emperor in the new era.

He is now.

Still only went out for five more days.

I took a trip to the Wizarding World.

When he returned, another five hundred years had passed. The high-spirited heroes of the era had become old men and were about to usher in the end of their era.

Two five days are just a blink in his eyes.

There were only three meetings.

It has penetrated the other party's youth, peak, and twilight years.

It is rare for an emperor to sit next to him and communicate with this old man. They talked about a lot of things.

Yang Tiansheng shared a lot of insights and knowledge, whether useful or not, and also told what the mysterious voice from outside was providing for him.

"It's him."

The emperor was not surprised, he just said something.

After a pause, he said:

"That senior probably didn't like that I didn't take responsibility and treated this era of martial arts with indifference and treated you indifferently. He couldn't stand it, so he helped me like this."

"Maybe I was wrong. I will apologize when I really see him." The emperor seemed a little guilty.

The old man on the hospital bed trembled all over and opened his lips.

He had too many doubts in his heart about what kind of existence it was that even the emperor reacted like this.

Unfortunately, he had no time to ask anything.

After seeing the emperor for the last time and receiving the news that he was still alive, he had completely fulfilled his wish. He had no fear of death at all and was just free and easy.

In his eyes, this coughing and sick figure was extremely reliable.

Even with filters added.

"In the long years and the long years, who can be transcendent?" This familiar young man smiled affectionately and gently touched the old man's face with his hand.

Feeling the warmth on his face, this old man who had devoted his whole life to the advancement of the times could no longer bear it and cried loudly in the silent Martial God Palace.

"Please be sure to win. I have broken free from my prison, it's up to senior. I wish you a prosperous martial arts career."

The emperor did not answer and was silent for a long time.

He still remembered the familiar scene from the previous battle, the boy with only his head left, and a similar voice.

It's just that the young man turned into an old man.

"I heard your appeal. No cage can trap me."

He suddenly became serious, turned around and walked outside, picking up the thousand-year Emperor's Order, without any nostalgia for the blood-stained Martial God Mountain.

In the 3000th year of the martial arts calendar, Emperor Tiansheng passed away. The whole world mourned in silence, and every household hung white silk ribbons.
Chapter completed!