Chapter 147: The arrival of the true god

Just as Shen Zhui was thinking about how to get out.

Outside, Xia Wudao, who had been standing in front of the throne, suddenly raised his head slightly, as if he sensed something, and the mountains, rivers, and purple canopies on his body shook.

"Hoo~" In front of them, nine half-kneeling ancient corpses began to explode, scattered on the ground, and turned into white bones.

"Sure enough, you got the thing!" Xia Wudao's eyes burst into light.

"Wake up!" Xia Wudao pinched the spell with his hand, and a bloodline mark reappeared from Xia Jing's body and was imprinted into the void in front of him.

At the same time, in the endless dark space, Shen Zhui was looking for the entrance and exit.

There was endless darkness around him, only the throne where he sat had a warm beam of light.

"Buzz~" A traction force came from his body, and the beam of light above his head suddenly became stronger, shining a little dazzlingly on Shen Zhui.

"Wake up, wake up~" Shen Zhui felt as if he heard a voice, and his body seemed to be leaving with this pulling force.

But the traction force seemed not strong enough. Although Shen Zhui's body left the throne, he only lifted it up slightly before falling to the ground again.

"When I came in..."

Shen Zhui's heart suddenly moved, and he used the Wuxiang Divine Art to transform into Xia Jing, and then opened the merit barrier.

But after all was done, Shen Zhui felt his body lighten, and the pulling force became stronger and stronger, until finally... the beam of light was dazzling, making it difficult for Shen Zhui to open his eyes.

"Huh~" His vision went dark, and Shen Zhui fainted again.

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When Shen Zhui opened his eyes again, Shen Zhui found himself standing on the platform.

Ahead was Xia Wudao staring at him.

Shen Zhui immediately took a few steps back and said warily: "How did I get out?"

"Where have you been?" Xia Wudao asked with his heart moving.

Shen Zhui realized that Xia Wudao's question was wrong, and he immediately reacted. "No, it's nothing."

Xia Wudao took a deep look at Shen Zhui and pointed behind him. "You were sitting on that throne just now."

"What." Shen Zhui was startled and turned around to look.

Sure enough, the throne had changed.

The ancient throne began to slowly dissipate, decomposed at an extremely fast speed, and then dropped like sand.

As for the nine ancient corpses, their armor also dissipated, leaving only a pile of white bones, which seemed to have long since collapsed.

It seems that some kind of strength support has been lost...

"Boom~" The throne and the bones suddenly had a slight explosion.

"What is going on..." Shen Zhui was shocked and confused.

"Because you took away the key to eternity... the tens of thousands of years of imprisonment were all immediately experienced by them." Xia Wudao said lightly.

"The key to eternity." A trace of thought flashed in Shen Zhui's eyes. He felt that what Xia Wudao was pointing to should be the Nine Nether Soul Sword in his body.

In silence, Shen Zhui knew that he could not lie to Xia Wudao and say that he did not get the treasure.

"Bring the things back to Gu." Xia Wudao said.

"Huh?" Shen Zhui glanced at Xia Wudao strangely.

"Xia Jing is about to die. He can't get out of this cemetery of gods and demons. He can't take anything with him because of his fragmented body, and he will be watched by people from the sect alliance. Only you have a chance."

"Then if I hadn't come, how could the prince put things... hiss~" Shen Zhui said mid-sentence, and suddenly took a breath of cold air. "You, you figured I was coming!"

"You, who are you?" Shen Zhuihan asked in a cold voice.

Changsun Qian, Mei Qing and Meng Wushang once said that even the sect alliance could not count themselves.

You need to know that the true god of Liuhe Sect is best at divination and deducing the future!

Even the strong men of Liuhe Sect could not be counted, but King Liang could actually predict that he was coming?

"I just thought someone was coming and I would definitely get the things." Xia Wudao said calmly. "I just didn't expect it to be you."

"Then you..." Shen Zhui wanted to ask again.

"That's enough, Shen Zhui!" Xia Wudao interrupted. "I don't have that much patience to answer your questions."

Xia Wudao raised his head and glanced around, "Now remember carefully what Gu said."

"When you leave the Land of God's Fall, evacuate immediately and leave the Secret Realm of Youhai."

"Bring the things back to Liangzhou, Gu can guarantee that everything you want will come true, even if you want to marry Ji Zixuan."

"But if you dare to disobey Gu's order, Gu will personally send you and your family on your way." Xia Wudao looked at Shen Zhui calmly. "The barrier of Luo Xuefeng cannot stop the lonely king from doing anything, do you understand?"

Prince Liang's words were spoken in a straightforward manner without any ups and downs, but Shen Zhui's heart skipped a beat.

After a moment, Shen Zhui cupped his hands and said, "I hope the prince can keep his promise."

"Very good, Shen Zhui, I'll be waiting for you in Liangzhou." Xia Wudao raised a slight arc at the corner of his mouth. "Remember, don't touch the things here, otherwise there is no guarantee that you will not be discovered."

"Hoo~" A breeze blew by, the ever-bright lamp was extinguished, and the blood-guided compass turned into foam.

The real dragons entrenched, the mountains and rivers, the purple canopy, and other strange phenomena all disappeared.

"Pa~" Xia Jing's body fell limply and fell heavily to the ground.

Xia Wudao left, maybe because he ran out of strength, or had some other plans, in short...

The only thing left here is Xia Jing's body.

Looking at the mutilated wounds on Xia Jing's body, Shen Zhui couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

As the eldest son of the Liang Prince, Xia Jing was abandoned by the Liang Prince without hesitation. The blood and family ties were cut off immediately. Being born into such an imperial family was not necessarily a blessing.

In comparison, Ji Zixuan was regarded as a victim of political marriage, which was considered light.

"It's time to go." Shen Zhui thought to himself.

Of course, the key cannot be given to Prince Liang, but Shen Zhui needs to go out as soon as possible to discuss with Marquis Wu'an how to deal with this matter.

I don't know how much time was wasted here. The top priority is to get out first.

However, just as Shen Zhui walked away...

"S-Save me..." A very subtle spiritual thought suddenly came from behind.

"Huh?" Shen Zhui looked back at Xia Jing's body in surprise. The source of this spiritual thought clearly came from there.

If he hadn't practiced the "Ten Thousand Hearts and Soul Control Art", Shen Zhui might not have been able to discover it.

"Not dead?" Shen Zhui walked over and squatted down to investigate.

Sure enough, although Xia Jing was dying, half of his soul still remained in his sea of ​​consciousness, but the entire sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have been forcibly exploded.

The Sea of ​​Divine Soul Consciousness is like a small box. It is of course no problem to house Xia Jing's own soul Yuanling. However, when Xia Wudao forcibly burst it open, it immediately lost its protective effect. His soul power would be like a leaky bucket. Like a child, it keeps flowing through those cracks.

"I can't cure you."

"Your sea of ​​consciousness has been broken." Shen Zhui shook his head.

"No, no! Shen Zhui, save me!" Xia Jing suddenly burst out with a strong desire to survive. His voice seemed to be stronger, and a life force actually emanated from his body.

"Huh? A flashback?" Shen Zhui was slightly stunned.

After a while, Shen asked: "Do you want to live, even at any cost?"

"Live, live!" Xia Jing's eyelids trembled slightly, and his soul struggled fiercely. But there is a force suppressing it, which is Xia Wudao's remaining power of rules.

Keep the remaining soul of Xia Jing who was imprisoned to death. For Xia Wudao, Xia Jing is no longer useful. On the contrary, if he is alive, he will be a hidden danger, so Xia Jing must die.

"I can't cure you, but I can...resurrect you!" Shen Zhui's heart moved. "Open your soul defense."

At this time, Xia Jing completely instinctively obeyed Shen Zhui's words and let it go.

After discovering that the other party had complied with the instructions, Shen Zhui did not hesitate at all. He immediately gave a low shout and placed one hand on Xia Jing's coffin.

"Hey~" A thin black and gold thread suddenly surged out.

"Poof~" The thin black and gold thread immediately completely wrapped around Xia Jing's soul, like a needle, completely sewing up Xia Jing's torn soul.

The ultimate soul control technique!

Transform the ghost!

"Buzz~" Xia Jing's soul was suddenly wrapped in a strange power, and his soul kept changing between gold and black.

Shen Zhui's eyes flickered. This was his first time using the Soul Control Technique, and he didn't know if he could succeed.

Once successful...Xia Jing's soul will survive, but it will change and become a ghost body.

But his soul energy will be replenished by being turned into a soul servant.

"Next, let's see if the Holy Word of Medicine can revive him." Shen Zhui thought to himself. He didn't know whether this special soul servant could be resurrected.

After half an hour, the soul energy was almost replenished.

Shen Zhui's fingertips pinched the silk thread and pulled out Xia Jing's soul.

A strong vitality burst out from the fingertips, reaching Xia Jing's soul, the core mark of life!

"The Holy Word of Medicine brings the dead back to life!"

"Hoo~" Xia Jing's soul suddenly burst out with a burst of milky white light, and then a shadow suddenly appeared above the corpse.

It's Xia Jing!

However, at this moment, Xia Jing's soul was too weak and could not be condensed at all, because the power of his soul was too consumed and did not meet the resurrection conditions of the Holy Word of Medicine.

The erratic soul was constantly disillusioned, and the milky white light gradually dimmed.

"Save me, save..." Xia Jing seemed to feel something, roaring desperately.

"Damn bastard, save me!"

"Ah, I will kill all nine of your clans!"

"Please... Shen Zhui, I don't want to die..."

"..."

Shen Zhui remained unmoved by Xia Jing's pleas for help and scoldings, and watched expressionlessly as the white light gradually faded away.

When the white light completely disappeared, a slight sensation suddenly appeared in Shen Zhui's mind.

"Buzz~" Xia Jing opened his eyes in confusion.

His soul was golden, but at the core of his life mark, there was a very fine black spot.

"Master." Xia Jing's soul knelt down from mid-air.

"Successful." A smile appeared on Shen Zhui's face.

With the Wanxin Soul Control Technique and the sacred words of medicine, he successfully resurrected a dying sage.

Before this, it was almost impossible because Xia Jing's injuries were so serious that almost only the mark of life was left.

But... the Wanxin Soul Control Art first transformed him into a special ghost body, and then replenished his soul energy, thus satisfying the conditions for the resurrection of the Holy Word of Medicine.

The resurrection of the Holy Word of Medicine can even resurrect the physical body for those below the level of supernatural power.

For those above the level of supernatural powers, the only thing they can do is to resurrect their collapsed souls to a complete state.

Xia Jing's cultivation level surpassed that of Shen Zhui, so he couldn't resurrect his body in one step.

"I can't help you resurrect your body." Shen Zhui took a closer look at Xia Jing and found that there was nothing strange about him in appearance. Although he was a little weak, he was fundamentally different from the enslaved soul.

This supreme secret method from the Lord of Nine Netherworlds made Xia Jing's soul seem to become more powerful and fully capable of cultivation.

"There is no need to waste Master's divine power, my physical body can still be used." Xia Jing said respectfully.

"Oh?" Shen Zhui was slightly stunned.

Xia Jing pointed to his body and said, "Prince Liang tried to repair the injuries on my body before, so my physical body was not completely damaged."

"It's just because King Liang later wanted to display his super combat power, so he squeezed out my soul. My injuries came from the soul and the sea of ​​consciousness."

"That's it." Shen Zhui suddenly realized.

"Damn Prince Liang, you actually let the master consume so much power!" Xia Jing said bitterly.

At this moment, he has become Shen Zhui's soul servant. Naturally, he is completely loyal to Shen Zhui and hates King Liang.

"Stop scolding and enter your own body." Shen Zhui waved.

"Yes, Master." Xia Jing said with a whoosh and immediately got into the body on the ground.

After a while, Xia Jing stood up again.

Apart from being slightly weaker and still suffering from some injuries, nothing else could be seen at all.

"Let me check your memory." Shen Zhui said suddenly.

"Yes." Xia Jing lowered his head.

Divine thoughts swept through Xia Jing's soul...

After a moment, he withdrew his spiritual thoughts and showed a smile on his face.

Xia Wudao had calculated everything, but he never expected that he could resurrect Xia Jing.

Now searching his memory, he immediately knew some of the plans of Prince Liang's Mansion, including which generals in the army were actually loyal to Prince Liang's Mansion, and who were the secret spies who were betrayed this time.

"Prince Liang, I wonder if you have 'seen' this scene." Shen Zhui sneered in his heart.

Now that he has this information, he is more confident about his next actions.

"Go, get out of here." Shen Zhui waved his hand.

"yes."

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After leaving the pyramid, Shen Zhui took Xia Jing into the cave world, then opened the merit barrier and quickly left the tower area.

Later, he used the Demon King's order to once again cause the Ghost King and the Blood Demon General in the meteorite belt to riot, and used the star-pulling disk to leave this place.

As for the corpses in the pyramid, Shen Zhui did not move them.

Because he did have a hunch that if he touched the things there, he might be targeted.

Traveling all the way, using the Wuxiang Divine Art to hide, carefully return to the junction of the inner and outer edges of the battlefield between gods and demons.

Shen Zhui quietly released Xia Jing and asked him to wait where he was.

After that, he continued to use the formless magic skill and sneaked into the outer realm.

After traveling for about a hundred miles, they found Shuyuan www.zhaｏshuyuan.com. Shen Zhui stopped using the Wuxiang Divine Art, removed the merit barrier, and at the same time ordered Xia Jing to surround him from within.

The distance of a hundred miles can be reached in an instant.

After a while, Shen Zhui fought with Xia Jing.

The clone was in the distance, controlling the Divine Artillery to 'sneak attack' Xia Jing.

"Boom~" Xia Jing was immediately torn into pieces and completely dead.

Xia Jing dared to die, but before Shen Zhui could get closer, the blood demon inside the wreckage of the warship was alerted and rushed over.

Shen Zhui had no choice but to continue to retreat, hiding in the distance a hundred miles away and waiting.

The whole process took only seventeen seconds.

After doing all this, Shen Zhui crossed his legs under a boulder and closed his eyes to practice, waiting quietly.

At twenty seconds, a terrifying pressure came from afar.

The true God has come!