Chapter 1067 King Mo Awakens
The rotten roots went straight towards the demon ancestor. At the same time, the broken finger bones also flew towards the young man.
"You are courting death by doing all this!"
The rotten roots instantly penetrated into the body of the demon ancestor. Her face became ferocious and her voice was filled with tremendous hatred.
Once the roots of decay enter her body, they will burn her essence, and her little life force will be completely cut off.
The next moment, the broken finger bone exploded and shattered into the body of the young man.
In the thick deathly aura, there was also a vitality that gradually spread. It was the only remaining source of the ancestor's spirit within the broken bones.
As the broken bones disappeared in the body, spots of light appeared in the transparent figure of the young man, as if forming blood, bones, muscles and tendons...
This is a kind of extreme sublimation, a spirit that has dominated the ages, relying on a trace of regret, blooming its final brilliance...
"Eternal life!" The demon ancestor shouted.
Endless vines grew rapidly from the throne beneath her feet, and each one was as powerful as a god!
Hundreds and thousands of them formed a huge net that enveloped the ancient spirits.
"Eternal life continues!"
The young man Xianling was muttering calmly, and there were also countless palm shadows hitting the sky!
boom!
boom! boom!
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At this moment, Zhao Yin's heart, which had long been numb, began beating wildly again.
He clearly felt that the tremors underground were getting stronger.
"That immortal is trustworthy, but he doesn't seem to be that powerful. What if he missed something... wouldn't I be in danger?"
"I have persisted for more than a month. I have done everything I should do. A month of adventure can be regarded as repaying his kindness!"
At this moment, Zhao Yin felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
He would not be able to withstand even a hint of murderous aura from these two terrifying beings.
At this moment, he even felt an extremely strong murderous intent in the underground.
Gradually, his ancestor's spirit soul also began to tremble, as if forming a resonance...
It was as if there was a voice echoing in my heart.
Let him go underground to participate in that war...
This was the call of blood, and had nothing to do with the ancestor spirit. It was an impulse that naturally arose from Zhao Yin's heart...
It's just like a passionate young man who witnesses others wielding a butcher knife against their blood relatives...the feeling of being furious!
At this moment, this impulse became stronger and stronger in Zhao Yin's heart.
He had almost no control over his own heart.
"I can't do anything... I, Zhao Yin, only live for myself in this life!"
Zhao Yin bit the tip of his tongue.
The stinging pain made him wake up briefly.
"I've repaid his kindness!"
The next moment, Zhao Yin waved his hand and put away the five beasts and the corpse demon Zhang Jie in front of him. The next moment, he also returned to the core of the world.
I dare not stay a moment longer.
Finally, the shock subsided, and Zhao Yin finally woke up completely...
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Zhao Yin didn't notice that the teleportation power was just activated.
There is only a thin world barrier left between the world core and the blue plant world.
A trace of the aura of the young man from the Ancient Spirit spread to the core of the world...
At this moment, outside the world's core barrier, in the void, on the huge phantom of a heart...
The shadow of the old man filled with the aura of death had his eyelids trembling, and then slowly opened.
His dim gaze turned toward the core of the world, taking in everything there.
The next moment, King Mo's eyes brightened a little.
He saw the ancestor's incarnation, and the life breath of the ancestor changed again.
"The disciple surpasses the master!" the old man muttered silently.
Even he, for some reason, was able to wake up and mutter such a sentence.
The old man had never heard those eight words in his entire life, but at this moment, he inexplicably understood a lot.
It seemed as if the information came from the unknown, or from himself, or more like the phantom of the heart under Laozi's seat.
The old man moved his body, as if he wanted to get up...
But I found that this body seemed to be dead...
It was extremely difficult for him to even move a finger.
The heart shadow that he relied on for survival for millions of years also lost all vitality...
At this moment, the old man was clear-minded, but he seemed like a person who had died many years ago. He looked at nothingness, as if there was no trace of him in the heavens and the world...
"After I left, for millions of years, the human race has been in trouble, and it has never diminished. Now it is on the verge of extinction."
“I won’t give up…!”
"My human race should not be exterminated like this. I can't rest in peace even after I die!"
With reluctance, he used a moment of time to forcibly create his former will.
Struggling to hold on for millions of years...
"Still no solution?"
"Ancestors of the human race, you are so great and noble, why didn't you leave a way out for our race?"
"Ancestors, even I, Xiao Mo, can cross millions of years, why is it that there is not a single trace of the ancestors to show up in the world?"
"What kind of suffering have you... gone through? Have you given up on your descendants?"
The old man looked at the nothingness, questioning silently. The nothingness was empty, without sound or image...
The old man slowly lowered his head and looked at the only thing left in his hand.
It was a ball of black gas, which was once given to him by his best friend, Prince Zhu, before his death.
Zhao Yin's corpse demon clone, relying on a trace of curse power and carrying a trace of the origin of the curse rules, awakened the curse ability on its own.
That's because the curse is spiritual in nature, and the corpse demon's clone is contaminated with the original body's aura, carrying the soul of the contract and the origin of the soul of the split soul.
Moreover, the Pig Prince planted the strongest curse on Zhao Yin.
Later, King Mo asked him to help, and he tried his best to dissolve the curse for Zhao Yin, forming a harmless curse. Then he met the soul of the corpse demon's incarnation... and turned into a new source of the curse!
At this moment, in the old man's hand is the source of the curse in Prince Pig's body.
The old man is not a human being and has no flesh and blood, so he has long been unable to absorb.
But he can use this to communicate the rules of the curse...
At this moment, as the rules of death became more intense, the black gas did not dissipate, but became even thicker and darker.
It seems that the rules of death and the origin of curse are of the same root.
"I curse... this shadow of the ancient spirit's heart, turn the nothingness into reality, and give birth to life!"
As the old man's voice fell, the curse source in his hand surged and fell towards the phantom of the heart below...
After a moment, the source of the curse returned, and the shadow of the heart was still lifeless.
"Can't curse?"
The old man spent several months studying the origin of the curse with the wisdom he had accumulated over millions of years, but he still could not gain a deeper understanding.
He was still unwilling, as if it was his last dying struggle.
"I curse, this body that remains in the image, to regain vitality and give birth to blood!"
The source of the curse slowly moved along the old man's palm, wrapping around him completely.
After a moment, the source of the curse returned to the old man's palm like flowing water.
But his body was still full of death, without any sign of life as expected.
The light in the old man's eyes gradually dimmed.
"What exactly is the problem? Cursing ability, isn't it possible to make it happen with words?"
