In the ancient magic cave at the bottom of the magma lake.
In the center of the quietly spreading ripples, an ancient animal skin book slowly appeared.
As if it had intelligence, it flew to Jiang Wang, who was cross-legged with his eyes closed, and slowly unfolded.
The words on the animal skin book should be Taoist texts, because the meaning can be understood at a glance. However, the characters are twisted and weird, but they are completely different from ordinary Taoist texts.
Perhaps, it can be called... magic text.
The opening four words are extremely cruel, and they are called "Seven Hate Demonic Skills".
This animal skin book was floating in front of Jiang Wang, like a flag.
And Jiang Wang, who frowned as if he was stuck in some painful decision, unconsciously stretched out his hand.
He wants to take the "flag".
Like some ancient ritual, he has to face his transformation today.
His slender and powerful hand holding the sword slowly approached the ancient parchment.
But just before the fingertips got close, it stopped.
Between his brows, there was intense pain. The torment of the battle between heaven and man was fully revealed.
Jiang Wang's hand lingered for a long time. This ancient animal skin book seemed a little restless, and the magic words on it began to float one by one.
The magic text has a sound.
A grand but ferocious voice, along with the restlessness of these magic words, echoed in this ancient devil's cave, making the listener horrified, fearful, and intoxicated!
the voice chanted
Hate heaven for being unkind, hate earth for being immoral, hate people for being unjust.
I hate confusing right and wrong, and I hate being selfish.
I hate the lack of justice in the world,
Hate my name forever!
I hate the world with hatred, and the world should hate me as well.
The hatred for killing my father is nothing more than this! The hatred for taking my wife is nothing more than this!
There is no one in the world that cannot be killed, and there is no one in the world that cannot be killed by me!
This demonic sound seems to contain terrifying power. This ancient demon cave, which has been abandoned for many years and has scattered rules, actually feels faintly resurrected.
Everything starts to move.
It was like a lifeless pond suddenly filled with living water, with only rotting mud and fallen leaves remaining.
Then everything has new possibilities.
The opening chapter of this "Seven Hateful Magic Skills" is so powerful, as if you hate the world, hate all living beings, and regard the world as your enemy!
There is no doubt about its power.
Jiang Wang's finger hanging over the animal skin book trembled slightly. It seemed that there was an unbearable weight, so he pushed his finger down.
At this time, he still had his eyes closed, as if he was sinking into a dream that he would never wake up from. His formerly delicate and clean eyebrows were shrouded in pain and gloom.
The trembling Yuan Power, the restless breath, and the slowly reviving rules of the devil's cave seem to be explaining
The world is waiting for his choice!
Waiting for this young man's final decision.
It's like endless demonic energy, coming from nowhere, rolling in this ancient demon cave, just like the subjects waiting for the king.
The dead and deserted tomb of the world is waiting for the power of new life!
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In the restaurant in Zhongshan Kingdom, a volume of animal skin book appeared in front of Jiang Wang who was confronting Zhao Xuanyang.
A voice roared from the bottom of my heart.
"Cultivation of my Seven Hate Demonic Skills will kill Zhao Xuanyang like a chicken or a dog!"
In the Taoist Temple of Maple Forest City in Zhuang Kingdom, in front of Jiang Wang who was walking, ancient animal skin books were floating in the air.
The voice in my heart roared: "Everyone in the world says that I am a demon, so I will become a demon to show them! Cultivate my Seven Hate Demonic Skills, and I will eventually be invincible in the world! There will no longer be anyone who goes against me, hates me, or slanders me! Only those who obey me will be obedient.
The minister, the minister, the one who kneels down!"
Reality and illusion are intertwined, reality and dreams are fighting.
As if a powerful force was sweeping across the country, Jiang Wang's will was like a candle in the wind.
As early as in the dream of Yujing Mountain, the will that had been destroyed fell into the endless abyss.
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In the ancient demon cave under the magma lake, Jiang Wang reached forward and grabbed the scroll of Seven Hate Demonic Skills.
But his eyes opened at this moment.
Those are a pair of eyes that still contain pain, confusion, and suffering.
But when these eyes looked at the "Seven Hate Demonic Skills" that must be a peerless skill in front of them, there was no greed, no yearning, and no care at all.
"Everyone in the world says that I am a devil, am I a devil?" the young monk asked.
His calm voice echoed in this abandoned ancient devil's cave: "Everyone in the world thinks that I am a devil, so why should I be a devil?"
Within his body, four light sources lit up one after another. The light of supernatural power illuminated his heart.
His voice became clearer and louder
"I, Jiang Wang, a seven-foot-long man, look up to the sky, bow to the earth, fulfill my promises, and ask for my wishes. When I live in this world, am I living for what others say?!"
He had almost grabbed the hand of the animal skin book and pulled it back suddenly.
Clang!
Sauvignon Blanc was unsheathed loudly, held in his hand, and slashed down the scroll of "Seven Hates Demonic Art" in front of him with one sword without any regrets!
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In the restaurant in Zhongshan Kingdom, Jiang Wang held the sword in his hand and faced Zhao Xuanyang directly, saying: "You have forty breaths to leave here. After forty breaths, I will do my best to fight to the death."
He said this very calmly.
From beginning to end, I never glanced at the animal skin book next to me.
This is my choice to follow my heart. If I do it a thousand times or ten thousand times, I will still make the same choice.
I don't regret it.
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In the Taoist courtyard of Fenglin City in Zhuang Kingdom, Jiang Wang walked alone.
He already has a comprehensive plan.
The first is to ask the mysterious Uncle Deng to come forward through Zhao Rucheng to warn Yujingshan about the conspiracy of the White Bone Path.
The second is to go through the Taixu Illusion Realm and ask "Zhen Wudi", whose real name has not been revealed yet, for help. Report the matter to the Sanxing Palace and ask the Xingren Palace to send someone to the village!
As long as you think about it, you can definitely figure it out.
No matter what, he couldn't just watch Maplewood City be destroyed again.
You can't be like Zhuang Gaoxian, sitting back and watching so many people die, just hoping for the final harvest.
Maybe they can live a better, more prosperous life and achieve their goals more easily.
But I, Jiang Wang, am not the same as them.
You don’t have to agree with them!
The roll of animal skin, which represented powerful power, was right in front of him, within reach. However, he stepped on it with one foot.
Go away in stride!
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The dreamland in which reality is difficult to distinguish has been stepped out.
In the lightless ancient devil's cave, Jiang Wang slashed down with his sword.
Be fierce and decisive, leaving no room for error.
Before the sword was about to reach, the animal skin book disappeared silently.
Like a broken bubble, like a very light sigh.
Goodbye again.
After searching the entire cave, there was no trace of its existence. Jiang Wang naturally noticed nothing about the dark ripples that had completely calmed down.
He was just aware that just now, there was some force eroding his will... a force related to the "Seven Hate Demonic Art".
At this moment, he held the sword in his hand, and his eyes were completely awake, like a clear stream.
All those pains and sufferings have sunk to the bottom of the water, and all that can be seen is the firmness that refuses to compromise and the persistence that refuses to change.
The demonic energy that originally surrounded him and was close to him gradually withered after losing his support. But before it completely dissipated, like a flash of spiritual light, it suddenly gathered around and condensed into a weird and twisted magic text in mid-air!
Faintly distorting the space.
This word means
"Obsessed!"
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ps: Qiuyu (hou): enemy.
This chapter has been completed!