Chapter 1861 Follow me home
Later, Ma Long learned that the old man was the Book King of the Ninth Domain.
He took the initiative to strike up a conversation, and the King of the Books immediately trusted him after learning that he was the Golden Armor Commander.
Upon inquiry, it was learned that the scribe, the king, possessed an urgent item!
In Ma Long's view, that was not a forbidden object at all, but a heaven-defying treasure.
To him, everything human was a sacrifice.
Its value is absolutely no less than that of the Earth Emperor Cauldron!
At the time, they were in the heart of the First Domain, the Angelic Clan's territory, so Malone couldn't easily harm the old man.
He invited the Book King to visit the First Battlefield, and the Book King gladly agreed, only saying that he had some matters to attend to and that he would meet with Malone at the Golden Armor First Fortress three days later.
Three days later, the old man appeared. Ma Long had already mobilized all the human beings near the mansion and suddenly used the Earth Emperor Cauldron to attack...
He just hadn't expected that the forbidden artifact, the World Map, wasn't in the old man's possession at the time...
In the days that followed, the Book King was imprisoned in the Life Space, where he endured the torment of soul refinement every day...
But the king who wrote the map never spoke, revealing the whereabouts of the boundary map.
Later, during Ma Long's investigation, he discovered that some human treasure hunters had seen the Book King use a yellow talisman to open the entrance to the Primordial Land at the place where the former White-Robed Emperor had disappeared.
The boundary map was sent to the initial land.
Malone was surprised to learn that the Book King had also come into contact with the Land of Beginnings.
That is a place that even human emperors and top ancestral gods of various races yearn for and fear.
There are countless rumors about the land of origin.
For Malone, a treasure hunter by trade, the Land of Origin is his ultimate dream.
But the king who wrote this has not uttered a single word to this day…
Ma Long's next memories were of some major human events that Zhao Yin knew about.
In the twelfth Great Domain, the Yellow Dragon King of the Yellow Armor Army sent a distress message: a human king had betrayed the Yellow Armor...
At that time, on the front lines, Ma Long did not send anyone to rescue them.
The reason is that the color of the yellow armor is too similar to that of the golden armor, and the name of the yellow dragon also clashes with that of the horse dragon.
Years ago, he ordered Huang Long to change his name and color, but Huang Long refused...
One day, news arrived that a king had betrayed the Silver Armor Army, and the Tenth Domain had fallen.
Malone also did not send anyone there, because he felt that the traitorous silver-armored king was quite similar to his former self...
Later, a new human emperor was born... Malone, for the sake of the Human Emperor's Sword, annihilated the Blue Armor...
For nearly a year, Ma Long had been secretly wary of Emperor Su Xuan and had tried every means to get rid of him, but he had never been able to do so.
Then, a few days ago, the Fierce Demon appeared...
……
When Zhao Yin slowly opened his eyes, Wang Chunhua's braids and eyes had already turned black.
Zhao Yin suddenly made a move, his right hand's five fingers digging deep into Ma Long's left arm, gripping his biceps and tearing them off.
Bah!
"Ahhh...!"
The seemingly dying Ma Long suddenly let out a shrill scream: "Zhao Yin... Zhao Yin, you son of a bitch...!"
Zhao Yin held a large, throbbing piece of flesh in his hand, blood flowing between his fingers.
He crushed the flesh and blood, revealing a jet-black ring.
This is the space of life that Marlon remembers.
He hid it within his flesh and blood.
A drop of golden blood dripped from Zhao Yin's brow and landed on the ring.
It instantly dispelled Ma Long's soul imprint and imprinted Zhao Yin's own aura.
Then, his figure vanished from the spot...
The living space covers tens of millions of miles, resembling a small world. Although its rules are incomplete, it has more types of rules than most living spaces.
And it is extremely concentrated.
White clouds float above the distant mountains, a warm breeze blows, and the entire living space also follows the rules of the four seasons.
Flowers are in full bloom, and the world is at peace.
There was only one area, spanning a hundred miles, where it seemed there was no sky, no earth, only endless darkness...
It resembles a world-destroying flame, yet it appears illusory and unreal.
The light from the sky fell into the darkness and disappeared.
Zhao Yin searched Ma Long's memories again, and information he had previously ignored surfaced in his mind.
It wasn't that Zhao Yin was careless, but rather that upon learning his adoptive father was imprisoned here, he had no heart to meticulously analyze every detail.
He soon learned that this dark place was called the Soul Refining Prison.
It is a level 4 god-level prisoner's equipment!
That darkness is a fire that specifically burns the soul.
The Soul Refining Prison's function is to continuously erode the soul, causing the imprisoned to endure the most agonizing pain in the world.
The extinguished spirit, lost forever… At this moment, the scribe king is probably already…
Zhao Yin took a step forward and arrived in front of the pitch-black area, gazing at the endless, churning darkness.
"Father!"
Even in the darkness, all was calm.
It was as if no living beings had ever lived there.
"Your son Zhao Yin, please... Godfather, wake up!" Zhao Yin clasped his hands and bowed deeply to the darkness.
Finally, a metallic scraping sound came from the darkness.
roar……!
A weak, inhuman growl faintly came from the darkness.
Zhao Yin's gaze instantly sharpened, locking onto his godfather's location.
The next moment, he took out Thor's hammer.
Rumble!
The thunder god descended, instantly dispelling most of the darkness.
But Zhao Yin didn't move an inch from the direction from which the low growl came, fearing it might harm his godfather.
At that moment, in the darkness, a small figure could be vaguely seen standing.
Countless chains were wrapped around his body, and the Soul Refining Flame emanated from these chains!
Behind Zhao Yin, a white mist surged out, transforming into the figure of a Yin spirit clone.
The Heavenly Demon Hand condensed into a battle blade and slashed forward fiercely!
Click, click, click!
Several chains snapped instantly.
"Roar!"
The short figure, as if enraged, suddenly charged towards Zhao Yin... *whoosh!*
The chains behind him snapped, forcefully snapping him back.
"Godfather!" Zhao Yin's heart trembled.
At this moment, even the king himself clearly couldn't recognize the writer's words...
The Yin spirit clone raised the Heavenly Demon Hand again and slashed down with one blade after another.
Click! Crack!
The last chain snapped, and the surrounding Soul-Refining Flames rapidly dissipated.
Those fragments of chains also disappeared from the Book King.
Behind the king who was the scribe, there was a small, dimly lit prison cell.
Roar!
The scribe, King Jun, suddenly lunged at Zhao Yin...
Only then did Zhao Yin realize that the old man's black armor was already tattered and worn.
He had become so thin that he was just a skeleton, and his once white beard and hair were now sparse and thinning...
Only his eyes, brimming with bestiality, glowed blood red.
His life force had weakened to the point that he had fallen below the level of a monarch...
The king's withered hands suddenly gripped Zhao Yin's neck with all his might.
He trembled, letting out low, zombie-like growls...
"Father!"
Zhao Yin calmly gazed at the old man who was about to kill him, a sharp pain shooting through his heart.
Regardless, he and the old man were father and son.
This has nothing to do with our current strength and status.
"Godfather, come home with me!"
