Chapter 1900 The Natal Yellow Paper Talisman
Throughout countless ages, from ancient times to prehistoric times, from prehistoric times to modern times... and now to the present day.
The life behind that void is taboo for all ancestral god-level beings within the void.
Any life that violates the laws will either be captured or killed on the spot...
Yihe had even witnessed firsthand that a fifth-level ancestral god of the Crab Clan... a top-tier existence even in the most ancient times, used the laws of nature to kill a fourth-level ancestral god...
As a result, the man appeared out of nothingness, reciting something about how the righteous are one foot higher than the demons... and something about how I am one level higher than you...
He transformed directly into the form of the giant crab clan's ancestral god and captured him in one strike!
Even in the early ancient times, before the great ancestor of the angel race had fallen asleep.
After discovering that he could not use the laws, he offered sacrifices to Heaven...
In the end, fate did not respond...!
At this moment, Yihe's entire worldview was turned upside down!
How could a human possibly be on friendly terms with that terrible taboo?
At this moment, Yihe also remembered the deceased Lie Mei, Lie Feng, and others.
He also recalled the old man's earlier remark, calling that person the new emperor of the human race...
He understood everything, and his soul trembled... It was terrifying!
If that human can truly collude with the forbidden, and a fourth-level ancestral god doesn't appear, who else can kill him?
Zhao Yin's collusion with the taboo signifies his impunity; all ancestral gods below the fourth level who face him have no choice but to resort to the laws.
Even after it is used, it is still impossible to perish together... because that taboo will come swiftly because of him!
At this moment, a deep despair was revealed in Yihe's eyes.
Even though he knew he could no longer escape, he couldn't help but turn around and rush into the depths of nothingness!
At the same time, an excited voice came from the void behind them.
"Big brother! Keep it up and beat him!"
"Hehehe... The righteous are one foot high, but the devil is ten feet high. I'm one level higher than you!"
The mysterious youth exuded the aura of a fourth-level Ancestral God, and his figure instantly transformed into the likeness of Yihe.
In an instant, he caught up with Yihe and grabbed him by the neck.
The next moment, Yihe's body went limp, and the mysterious young man lifted her up like a chick.
It was mentioned that Zhao Yin was standing in front of him.
Zhao Yin was already used to this; apart from himself, he had never seen any creature escape from his elder brother's grasp.
Upon glancing at Yihe, whose very soul seemed to be sealed away, Zhao Yin immediately realized something.
"Brother, is this... taking him back to report?"
"According to the regulations, unless we encounter a particularly strong prisoner and they don't struggle too much, we need to take them back to report!"
The mysterious young man stared intently into Zhao Yin's eyes; how could he not know what Zhao Yin was thinking?
He then changed the subject, saying, "However, whether the prisoner resists or not is up to me, brother!"
After speaking, the mysterious young man lowered his head, his gaze falling on the motionless Yihe.
"You still dare to struggle? You still dare to resist?"
"What a powerful Level 3 Ancestral God! He can even injure an Order Keeper!"
"Then die!"
boom!
With one slap, Yihe's glorious life came to an end.
The head of the third-level ancestral god was directly smashed open, and his brains flowed into the void.
Zhao Yin was overjoyed and quickly collected the brain matter of the Ancestral God, while saying...
"Brother, by doing this you must have violated the rules again. I still have quite a lot of extraordinary wine here. Please take it back and make an exception for me!"
He collected all the brain matter and stored it in a large wooden barrel.
Immediately afterwards, with a wave of his hand, ten thousand barrels of corn liquor and ten thousand barrels of sorghum liquor appeared in nothingness.
The mysterious young man subconsciously tossed Yi He's corpse to Zhao Yin, and then saw that Zhao Yin seemed to have no intention of taking any more wine.
He blinked: "Brother, don't you have any longevity-enhancing wine? Those old guys...!"
"Brother, we've been consuming too much Longevity Wine lately, so I'm working hard to brew more. Don't worry, it won't be long before we have 100,000 barrels of Longevity Wine produced!"
"One hundred thousand barrels?" The mysterious young man's eyes widened immediately.
Zhao Yin understood that there were definitely more than just these three Ancestral Gods within this Ninth Domain.
He was afraid of overfeeding his elder brother, making him unreliable in a crucial moment...
"How much longer?" The mysterious young man asked expectantly, without a trace of doubt.
Zhao Yin immediately became serious: "Brother, we are not blood brothers, but we are closer than blood brothers. For you, brother... I will risk my life to attract the ancestral god-level beings to use their laws!"
"Once the Longevity Wine is brewed, I will summon you, Brother, immediately!"
The mysterious young man was immediately moved.
For so many years, no one has ever risked their life for him.
Since meeting my brother Zhao Yin, although I have been implicated by him, I have benefited more than I have.
He was even unsealed multiple times because of Zhao Yin...
"Brother, be careful, the established order doesn't allow your elder brother to give away treasures..."
With a wave of his hand, he opened a black hole, first taking in the extraordinary wine, and then taking out a yellow paper talisman.
The mysterious young man gritted his teeth and handed it to Zhao Yin: "This is my natal talisman, used to seal a trace of your divine soul power!"
"Brother, if you encounter a life-or-death crisis, and the enemy hasn't yet used their laws... then shatter this talisman...!"
The mysterious young man paused, then seemed to have made up his mind: "At that time, even if it means violating the order and being sealed again upon returning, I will forcefully descend into the void to resolve the crisis for you, my brother!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yin suddenly felt a pang of guilt.
In fact, his warehouse was piled high with longevity-enhancing wine.
Over the years, even Song Xiaodao himself doesn't know exactly how many extraordinary wines he has brewed.
This matter cannot be brought up again; if the eldest brother gets angry, it's beyond his ability to handle.
Zhao Yin took the yellow paper talisman, quickly stored it in his spatial bracelet, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed deeply to the mysterious youth.
"Thank you for your kindness, brother!"
"Brother, I must go now. I await your call."
As the mysterious young man finished speaking, the void, like a large curtain, slowly lifted a corner.
He gave him those instructions again just before he stepped inside.
"Brother, let me say it again: I only care about this void; I can't do anything about things within the world!"
Zhao Yin was slightly stunned; his elder brother had given him this instruction more than once before.
But he always felt something was off about the repeated instructions.
However, Zhao Yin felt that his elder brother did not intend to harm him.
"I know, brother!"
The mysterious young man stepped into the nine-colored light and disappeared.
As the void slowly closed like a curtain, the endless nine-colored light of the laws also dimmed and disappeared...
Without further delay, he waved his hand, and a spatial bracelet was instantly teleported to his front from the depths of the void.
It was left behind by the old man Mu after his death.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yin also removed the spatial bracelets from Yi He and Huo Wei.
He gazed at the two corpses of Level 3 Ancestral Gods.
Zhao Yin gritted his teeth, and a white mist rolled behind him. The Corpse Demon Yin Spirit clone and the Yin Spirit clone emerged from the white mist.
The next moment, both clones simultaneously activated the enchantment effect of the Monarch-level battle armor.
The corpses of the two level-three ancestral gods instantly transformed into a surge of blood energy and vitality, which flowed into the enchanted battle armor.












