Chapter 47: Fragments of the Divine Cauldron
Ling Yun's eyes were cold.
"I'm not afraid to tell you that there is an insider from my Wanxiang Sect in your Bailu Sect. He will activate the sect protection formation and let the beast tide and my Wanxiang Sect army march straight in."
Yang Hong laughed more and more happily: "Let me go now, otherwise, every second I go back, I will kill one more Bailu Sect disciple. If you don't believe me, you can try it."
Ling Yun didn't say anything, and silently pulled out the Soul of Life Heaven Sword from Yang Hong's body.
Seeing this, Yang Hong was even more sure of Ling Yun: "You know what's good for you..."
Puff!
Before he finished speaking, Ling Yun slashed with a sword.
"Ah."
Yang Hong screamed, and his left arm tendons were cut off by Ling Yun's sword.
"Ling Yun, I will make you pay the price. If you dare to cut my tendons, I will kill a hundred people from your Bailu Sect to take revenge."
He roared in extreme shock and anger.
The tendons of his hand were cut off, and his left hand was equivalent to being useless.
This is undoubtedly a cruel nightmare for a warrior.
Ling Yun had no expression on his face and slashed out three more times with his sword.
In an instant, all the tendons of Yang Hong's hands and feet were cut by Ling Yun.
Yang Hong was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and he kept rolling and screaming in pain.
Ling Yun never said a word, put the Heavenly Sword into his sea of consciousness, and then turned and walked into the bronze ancient coffin.
Although he had left, Yang Hong's tendons of hands and feet were all cut, and he could no longer escape. He could only lie on the ground helplessly, staring at Ling Yun with bloodshot eyes.
After a while.
Ling Yun entered the bronze ancient coffin again.
The breath of the golden dragon became more and more pressing.
When Ling Yun stood in front of it, its eyelids trembled slightly, and it actually opened its eyes.
An incredible scene appeared.
When the golden dragon opened its eyes, the space of this world suddenly stopped.
It was a real space stop.
Even some dust floating in the air suddenly froze there.
"Emperor, I knew you wouldn't die."
Then, the golden dragon actually spoke.
But its mouth didn't move, it just used its mind to transmit the sound, and the words rang directly in Lingyun's mind.
"Wentian."
Lingyun's eyes were vicissitudes.
The golden dragon was none other than Wentian, the general under his command in his previous life.
It was because of this that he was certain that Yang Hong could not refine the golden dragon.
"Emperor, I have no regrets in dying to see you again."
The golden dragon said.
Ling Yun was silent for a while, then said: "How did you come to this world? And from what you said, it seems that you have guessed that you can see me?"
"I can come to this world because of the guidance of the fragments of the God of Creation. I think it senses your soul, so I am sure that you are not extinct."
The golden dragon said: "Back then, after you fell, Xuannv broke the Secret Realm of Creation, and I fought to the death to get the fragments of the God of Creation..."
"Okay."
Before it finished, Ling Yun interrupted him: "If I guessed correctly, your origin has been broken. After waking up, you can only hold on for two minutes. After two minutes, your origin will be completely annihilated."
"Indeed."
The golden dragon was stunned, then said: "But it doesn't matter. I have been prepared for a long time. The reason why I have been sleeping for these years is just to tell you about the God Realm and complete this last task."
"The matter of the God Realm, we will talk about it later when we have a chance."
Ling Yun said.
The golden dragon smiled bitterly: "Where is there a future? If the origin is broken, you will definitely die."
"That may not be the case."
Ling Yun said.
"Emperor?"
The golden dragon's body trembled.
If anyone else said that, it would definitely not believe it.
But Emperor Zun is an existence that has created countless miracles.
"Even if the origin is broken, I have a certain degree of confidence in changing fate."
Ling Yun said: "But my cultivation is too low now, and I can't use that method. I can only seal you in a place first, and other things will be discussed in the future..."
Before he finished speaking, the golden dragon said: "Emperor Zun, I believe you."
But in this time, its origin breath has weakened by half.
If it delays any longer, it will really be annihilated.
"Let go of your mind and don't resist."
Then, Ling Yun no longer hesitated, waved his hand and sealed the golden dragon in the reincarnation mark.
If there is no reincarnation mark, he dare not say that he can save Wentian.
But the reincarnation mark allows him to touch the secret beyond time and space. As long as he completely masters reincarnation in the future, it may not be impossible to revive Wentian.
Meteorite Mountain had long been broken. The reason why it could support for ten thousand years was actually because it was connected to Wentian. Now that Wentian disappeared, Meteorite Mountain immediately shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.
"Emperor, with your current strength, it is too easy to attract people to covet the ancient coffin of Wentian. I will sink the ancient coffin of Wentian and your statue into the earth together, and you can come and take it when you have enough strength in the future."
This was the last sentence of Wentian before he fell asleep.
As his voice fell, Meteorite Mountain shook more violently, and a large part of the mountain began to crack.
Lingyun did not dare to delay any longer, kicked Yang Hong unconscious, and then dragged the latter down the mountain.
During the running process, he further merged with the black iron fragments in his body.
Finally, when he came to the foot of the mountain, there was a buzzing sound in his sea of consciousness, and an ancient breath suddenly shook.
The black iron fragments completely merged with him.
"God of Creation!"
The feeling of being connected to the soul appeared in Lingyun's heart again after ten thousand years.
His mind was stirred, and besides the warmth, he also felt his blood burning.
This black iron fragment was the fragment of the Cauldron of Creation.
And the Cauldron of Creation was the original cauldron of his previous life, which is why Wentian was determined to seize this fragment at all costs.
Buzz!
Burning.
Boiling.
What a existence the fragment of the Cauldron of Creation is.
Even though it has been broken into pieces, the energy it contains is still extremely terrifying.
This energy, at this moment, is like a flood that has burst through a dam, rushing into Lingyun's body with a shocking momentum.
Surge! Surge!
The spiritual power in his body surged at an unprecedented speed.
This speed was not even matched when he swallowed the Earth Spirit Purple Pearl.
Ten spiritual powers, a hundred spiritual powers, a thousand spiritual powers...
Even Lingyun himself felt terrified at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, his spiritual power increased by a thousand.
It has not stopped yet, and it continues to surge.
The spiritual power increased by 1,620.
Adding the previous 1,080 spiritual powers, a total of 2,700 spiritual powers.
Boom!
Under the impact of this surging spiritual power, Lingyun's sea of consciousness finally shook and expanded again.
His cultivation level has advanced again!
However, he still did not break through to the level of a martial artist, but was promoted to the eleventh level of a warrior.
The residual energy of the fragments of the God of Creation was still surging and impacting.
After ten breaths, his spiritual power continued to surge.
It was not until the fragments of the God of Creation calmed down after further increasing their spiritual power by 2,700 Dao.
Buzz!
At this moment, the total amount of spiritual power in Ling Yun's body reached 5,400 Dao.
The sea of consciousness was opened up for the second time.
The twelfth level of a warrior.
"Great perfection!"
Ling Yun's mind was fluctuating, and he felt that he had created an eternal miracle.
He actually opened up his sea of consciousness to the limit and could no longer open it up further.
This means that he has reached the perfect state of a warrior.
