Ye Yang gritted his teeth, rolled the shredded meat into a ball of thread, and swallowed it directly into his belly with a "Gulu" sound.
After that piece of meat, which was as tough as a holy weapon, entered Ye Yang's abdomen, it took a stick of incense to finally react.
An extremely pure energy surged towards Ye Yang's limbs and bones, and Ye Yang couldn't help but feel ecstatic.
This energy is much stronger than what was absorbed before. If the energy absorbed before was a thread, then what is absorbed now is a rope. There is a qualitative change that is incomparable.
With his previous experience, Ye Yang pulled out the meat strands one by one and swallowed them all alive. Three days later, Ye Yang hollowed out the two golden pliers before putting the pliers into the space ring.
Although the flesh has been hollowed out, these pliers are more powerful than the sacred weapon. Keeping them may be useful in the future.
Ye Yang's body at this time exuded luster without the need to deliberately convert the original energy into real energy. Even the ancestor weapon could not break through his skin.
And there was a qualitative leap in strength. With just one punch, the wind of the punch could cover hundreds of miles around. The mountains were shattered and the earth collapsed, making Ye Yang feel stronger than ever before.
It's a pity that the true energy is suppressed, and the power of the world cannot be integrated into the body, and he cannot exert his true power. But even so, he is still confident that he can smash the strong man of the Holy Void Realm into minced meat with one punch. Of course, the strong man of the Holy Void Realm must be stupid.
You have to stand where you can't hide.
Although they suffered a lot in the early stage, they also reaped great benefits from these pincers in the later stage. Not only did their cultivation reach the peak of the Lord, but their physical bodies also achieved a milestone improvement.
Ye Yang just tested it. When he operated the Dragon Elephant Dark Golden Body, the golden light could already cover the entire body. He was one step away from reaching the Great Perfection and summoning the Golden Battle Body.
The thought of the Dragon Elephant's golden fighting body made him burst with ecstasy, because he knew that when the Dragon Elephant An'an's golden body reached the third stage, there would be a qualitative change. The original golden elephant bone was the third stage of cultivation.
After the excitement subsided, Ye Yang slowly calmed down and looked at the lake below. With a thought in his heart, Ye Yang entered the lake directly and dived to the bottom.
Now Ye Yang's body is even more powerful, because he has broken through to the peak of the Lord, and has a lot more real energy that can be used in his body, so he can withstand the terrifying ice breath.
When Ye Yang entered the bottom of the lake, he finally came to the body. Looking at the body, Ye Yang was shocked.
The corpse was slender and that of a man. If he stood up, he would be a head taller than Ye Yang. Although he was dead, his whole body still exuded a terrifying aura.
Ye Yang was hundreds of feet away from him, but he still felt palpitations in his heart. Ye Yang dared to conclude that that person was definitely an emperor-level figure.
The long sword in its hand is clearly an imperial weapon, and the entire lake is the realm of its aura.
If Ye Yang hadn't refined the domain power it exudes, he wouldn't have been able to enter this range. The imperial weapon was really terrifying.
Now Ye Yang had the opportunity to take a close look at the face of the great emperor's corpse. He looked to be in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and a wide mouth, and an extremely majestic aura.
But at this time, for some reason, his face was covered with red hair, which looked like animal fur.
Not only the face, but also the hands, neck, and all exposed skin are covered with red hair.
For some reason, Ye Yang felt chills in his bones when he saw that red-haired man, as if something extremely terrifying was about to happen.
However, most of his cultivation base has been stripped away now, and his spiritual sense has declined so much that he cannot sense where the danger comes from.
Suddenly, Ye Yang found that the emperor's corpse was holding a bone fragment in his hand. When he saw the bone fragment, Ye Yang was shocked because the bone fragment was exactly the same as the bone fragment in his hand.
Slowly approaching the front, the long sword suddenly made a wave of waves, which seemed to warn Ye Yang not to get closer.
Ye Yang stopped and slowly circulated the power of water, trying to release his goodwill. Now that his spiritual consciousness could not always be maintained, he could only communicate with this imperial weapon in this way.
Sure enough, after sensing Ye Yang's emotions, the long sword slowly put away its pressure, allowing Ye Yang to relax and move forward slowly.
When he walked to the emperor's corpse, Ye Yang bowed respectfully. He could say that his life was saved by this senior. Although he did not save it intentionally, Ye Yang understood this in his heart.
Seeing that the long sword did not emit any fluctuations, after bowing, Ye Yang slowly bent down and reached out to gently touch the bone fragment.
Ye Yang was paying attention to the sword's mood. When Ye Yang's hand touched the bone fragment, the long sword trembled slightly, but there were no other violent fluctuations.
Ye Yang then carefully took out the bone fragments from the emperor's corpse. Ye Yang was extremely cautious and did not dare to touch the red hair on his body.
Because he felt that those red hairs must have extremely terrifying origins, and this emperor-level master probably died because of the red hairs.
After taking the bone fragment into his hand, Ye Yang slowly took a few steps back and carefully inspected the bone fragment several times before placing it close to his eyebrows.
Now that his consciousness is blocked and the power of his soul cannot escape from his body, he can only use this most primitive method to view the contents of the bone fragments.
The moment the bone fragment was placed between Ye Yang's eyebrows, a map appeared in his mind, which was exactly the same as the map Ye Yang got. This made Ye Yang even more frightened.
Because according to historical records, the Eternal Demonic Pit has existed for a very long time. When a powerful emperor-level man entered the Eternal Demonic Pit, the catastrophe of heaven and earth had not yet begun. That is to say, this great emperor must have been a person from millions of years ago.
So what does it mean that the bone fragment in his hand is exactly the same as his own? Is this a scam?
Thinking of this, Ye Yang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. If this was really a game, and even the emperor-level experts would fall, did he really have any hope of getting out?
And it is obvious that there is only one way here, you can only go forward and not look back. Either go forward, or stop where you are and wait to die.
But if this is a game, then what is the purpose of the person who arranged it? Like a spider, waiting for the strong one to take the bait?
This is not realistic. Someone who has the ability to trick the emperor to death is definitely an earth-shattering figure. Who would be so boring and spend so much energy on this?
Really unable to figure it out, Ye Yang simply stopped thinking about it. No matter what, he had to go out. Even if there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire ahead of him, he had to go on because there were so many people waiting for him.
Ye Yang held the piece of bone and suddenly felt that it was slightly uneven with shoe polish. He quickly took a look and found that there were writings engraved on it.
"Bing has been in this world all his life, how can he succumb to others?"
The handwriting is very sloppy, but it reveals a arrogant attitude. It is a kind of demeanor that has conquered the wilderness without losing a single victory. Ye Yang can feel it.
Looking at these two lines of handwriting, Ye Yang muttered a few words repeatedly, which seemed to be a form of ridicule. So who was the target of his ridicule?
Who actually wants to make a great emperor surrender? This is too terrible!
After thinking for a long time to no avail, I shook my head. As long as I kept going, I would eventually get the answer.
"Bing? Bing?" Ye Yang muttered for a long time, and suddenly remembered that there was an Ice Emperor in history, who specialized in ice-based skills throughout his life and participated in the creation. This person must be the Ice Emperor.
And he was invincible, holding a peerless sword in his hand called Han Yu, which should be the imperial weapon in front of him.
What kind of grace did the great emperor have? His body was buried at the bottom of the lake. Ye Yang couldn't help but feel unbearable. He said to the cold rain sword, "I can't bear to bury the body of the great emperor in the wilderness. I want to take his bones away. If I have the chance to go out, I want to take him away."
Take it out and bury it.”
Hanyu Sword shook slightly, sending out a sad wave, making Rang Ye's nose feel slightly sour, which was a sign of attachment to its master.
Presumably this Han Yu Sword has extremely deep feelings for its owner, otherwise it would not have been protected for such a long time.
The emperor's corpse slowly floated up. When Ye Yang saw this, he knew that Han Yujian understood what he meant and actually agreed.
Ye Yang did not dare to reach out and touch the emperor's corpse, so he waved his big hand, and his true energy circulated, taking him into the space ring.
At this time, the Hanyu Sword floated gently in front of Ye Yang. Ye Yang received a feeling of gratitude. At the same time, the sword being revealed to him was everything to him, which shocked Ye Yang.
The spirit of this imperial weapon was obviously psychic, and actually expressed extreme trust in Ye Yang. By doing this, Ye Yang could control it.
However, Ye Yang didn't feel any joy in his heart. He was holding the sword and could feel the loneliness in his heart.
Although the weapon spirit has a certain degree of wisdom, it is like a child that can only rely on its own emotions to do things. He feels that this weapon spirit is very pitiful.
"Don't worry. After you get out and bury Senior Ice Emperor, I will find you a partner, a partner you can depend on for life and death." After saying this, Ye Yang's mind flashed with the cold and aloof Ye Yuhan.
The face comes.
There was a burst of joy from the long sword, and suddenly the space fluctuated. The lake water around Ye Yang slowly disappeared, and was completely absorbed by the long sword.
Sure enough, as Ye Yang had guessed, this lake was created by the Hanyu Sword to protect the Ice Emperor's body from being destroyed.
Carrying the Cold Rain Sword on his back, he determined the direction and walked towards the coordinates on the map.
Since he has to face it sooner or later, fear has no meaning anymore and he can only face the difficulty. Ye Yang also wants to see what can make an emperor fall.
Ye Yang ran all the way, and there were still many pincers flying out from the ground. However, the skin of these Lord-level pincers could not be broken even if Ye Yang let them attack. After a punch, the wind of the punch was surging and shocking.
Tianyu and the pincers were shattered one after another.
Even if he encountered a pincer in the saint realm, Ye Yang would no longer dodge. As soon as the golden fist came out, the pincer in the saint realm could no longer bear the blow and was killed.
Running rampant all the way, killing a bloody path, countless energy surged towards Ye Yang, Ye Yang tried his best to suppress it, not allowing himself to break through, so as to make his cultivation more solid.
After half a day, Ye Yang finally passed through this area, and a cave appeared in front of him. The entrance of the cave was dark and eerie, like the mouth of a man-eating beast, facing Ye Yang.
Looking at the cave coldly, Ye Yang plunged into the darkness without any hesitation. (To be continued)