Chapter 1305: The Ancestral God's Oath
The enchanted armor is the life's work of the Pig God, the greatest weapon refiner among all races since ancient times.
In Zhao Yin's heart, it is the foundation of his future.
Now, with this trip to the secret realm... Zhao Yin’s strength has greatly increased.
Plus with Wang Chunhua's escort...
Harvest a large amount of purple crystals...
Even the materials for refining SS-level evolution potions have been gathered...
Zhao Yin only needs to wait until a large number of SS-level evolution potions are successfully refined...
That's when enchanted armor came into being.
All along, enchanted armor has been Zhao Yin's most important secret...
Mo Yinling knew all of this.
Therefore, the more important the enchanted armor was to Zhao Yin, the more difficult it was for Mo Yinling to ask for it.
What's more, he had been sleeping for a million years and had nothing left.
The angelic gods that were killed recently in the Eighth Domain...
Except for the first eight-winged angel...the other gods did not carry many resources.
Compared to the top tribes, the Yinling tribe is too poor and needs a lot of resources to improve its strength...
After Mo Yinling finished speaking, his old face turned red, and he waved his hand to take out four hundred SSS-grade purple crystals.
This was all he had left now.
"Child, how much can these purple crystals be exchanged for?"
Zhao Yin looked up at him. The old man had white hair and beard and a thin face, and he looked like an immortal.
"Senior, are you still considered a human?"
The old man was stunned and asked, "Why do you ask that?"
"The enchanted armor is not mine alone. It concerns the fate of the entire human race. If you are a human, I will offer you my full strength!"
Zhao Yin changed the subject: "Senior, if you are no longer a human, I should also offer you some of your kindness to me... But if you want to use enchanted armor to revitalize a race, the amount required is too large. I'm sorry that I can't provide it!"
Zhao Yin's heart was filled with gratitude towards King Mo.
But he did not forget the Corpse Demon Clan. How similar is the current King Mo to the Corpse Demon God Ge Wu?
Zhao Yin can repay King Mo's kindness, but he cannot risk the fate of the entire human race.
Although he has always pursued selfishness, there are some things that once he does them, he will become a sinner for all eternity.
"I am no longer human!"
Mo Yinling said openly: "It is not a human soul either. Now, it is no longer the king of the human race. It has lost the bloodline of the race."
"Now, my name is Mo Yinling!"
Zhao Yin heard this, disappointment flashed in his eyes...
Just at that moment, he hoped so much that the old man could answer that he was still a human!
Even if he is only considered a human being in terms of will... Zhao Yin is willing to repay his great kindness.
The old man has no intention of harming humans.
But who can guarantee that the elderly will not die in the future?
After his death, what will the Yinling clan do? Will they still care about the weak human race?
Would the large number of enchanted armors given to the Yinling clan become a major concern for Zhao Yin himself?
What the old man was seeking was not for himself, but for the entire Yin spirit clan.
There has always been a racial barrier between the human race and the Yin spirit race.
Zhao Yin was silent. Suddenly, he couldn't bear to reject the old man, but he couldn't satisfy him either...
"Child, I know that I am making things difficult for you."
Mo Yinling sighed and took out another object...
It was a blood-red seal, which was made by King Mo of the human race millions of years ago when he founded the Red Armor Army.
It is not a powerful weapon, but it was the highest military symbol of the Red Armor, the only army of the human race at that time!
"I want 50,000 pieces of SSS-level enchanted armor, and this seal will be yours!"
Zhao Yin was stunned. In the eyes of God, that seal was not even considered equipment.
The old man spoke to himself.
"Whoever carries this seal can command all the ghosts under me!"
As the old man finished speaking, some kind of rule seemed to be formed in the dark, and his words instantly penetrated into Anna's body.
The next moment, Anna began to tremble all over.
Looking at the seal, her face showed fear, as if she was under great pressure.
With a thump, Anna knelt on her knees and bowed down...
It was as if there was an invisible force that she could not resist.
That comes from the Yinling clan, the ancestor god Mo Yinling. What he says comes true. It comes from the awe in the blood of every member of the Yinling clan!
"My Yinling clan, if you disobey the bearer of the seal, will be attacked by the bloodline of the ancestor god!"
At this moment, Zhao Yin, who was the will of the core world, suddenly felt that a kind of rule had emerged in the entire core world.
This rule is invisible and does not belong to this world, but it suddenly appears at this moment.
Blending in with the world, it seems as if it belongs here.
Zhao Yin suddenly realized... This is the power of the clan's ancestral god!
It is the gift of nothingness to the creator of the race.
As the founder of the clan, Mo Yinling can make rules for the bloodline Yinlings at will, just like a contract...
At this moment, all the worlds in the entire void, no matter which domain, are generated by the same rules.
This rule only applies to the Yin Spirit Clan, and only restricts the Yin Spirit Clan...
Ordinary creatures cannot perceive it, but only Zhao Yin, who is a person like him, can feel it.
Zhao Yin understood that the old man was not pretending.
In order to reassure him, the old man put the fate of the Yin spirit clan into his hands.
Of course, with Mo Yinling, the living ancestor god, around, Zhao Yin cannot go too far in the future.
Mo Yinling can make the rules, so he can also change them...
This is the old man trying to dispel Zhao Yin's doubts. The real purpose is that in the future, if the old man dies, Zhao Yin will be able to suppress the Yin Ling clan as well!
The old man suddenly stood up and chopped off one of his fingers with a wave of his hand.
The severed finger turned into the rules of life and death, floating towards the barrier of the world, passing through it... sinking into nothingness...
"In the name of Mo Yinling, I swear to the void that if the bearer of the seal has never let down the human race, this seal will never be changed. If I, Mo Yinling, disobey, my life force will be gone and I will die forever!"
The old man's voice was not loud, but it was filled with vicissitudes of life, but at this moment, it shook the entire void.
Zhao Yin was shocked and his eyes widened. He trusted the old man very much.
"Senior, there is no need to do this. How can I not believe you?"
The old man smiled, did not answer, and continued his oath.
"In the name of Mo Yinling, I swear to the void that the Yinling clan cannot be the enemy of the human race. Those who disobey will lose their vitality and die forever!"
There was a hint of curse in his words, which turned into curse power and penetrated into the old man's body.
Zhao Yin's face changed drastically, and he stood up suddenly: "Senior, you can't swear like this!"
But it was too late.
The power of the curse penetrated into the old man's body and instantly turned into a black gas.
It's like forming some kind of shackles.
A gleam of tears appeared in Zhao Yin's eyes.
He understood that the old man's last oath was not for him, Zhao Yin.
But for the entire human race.
It not only restricts the Yin spirit clan, but also restricts the old man himself!
Never be an enemy of humans?
But what if the human race must be the enemy of the Yin spirits?
The Yinling clan still cannot be enemies with the human race and can only be slaughtered!
Zhao Yin didn't think that the old man hadn't thought about it before he swore.
But he still made this choice!
"It doesn't matter!"
The old man smiled and said, "Although I am not a human, I was once the king of the human race. Everything I have done with this broken body is to continue the civilization of our human race!"
