However, instead of being happy, Su Yun's face became more and more solemn.
Although he relied on his superb control techniques to stimulate the power of the ancient Wulian magic weapon beyond its limits, the black energy pouring out of the black gourd seemed to be endless and had already surrounded it.
If you continue like this, when your spiritual power is exhausted, you will be finished immediately.
"Hmph!" At this time, a cold snort came from the black gourd, as if he was a little dissatisfied with not being able to deal with Su Yun and Wan Ling'er immediately.
"Two ants actually tried to resist in front of my ancestor Tianfu! They really overestimate their own capabilities! Then I will let you know what despair is!"
The huge face condensed on the black gourd twisted and changed, and the voice revealed boundless cruelty.
When the voice fell, the black energy no longer emitted from the black gourd, but wisps of blood-red energy rose up.
This blood energy is so vivid that it seems to be the essence of energy extracted from endless blood.
They rose up and merged into the huge face one after another.
Originally, this huge face only showed the outline of a face, but now after integrating the blood, the face began to solidify, and the facial features became more three-dimensional and refined, slowly manifesting the appearance of an old man with a cold face.
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"Ancestor Tianfu?!"
Under the protection of Tiangu Wulian, Wan Ling'er seemed to have thought of something when she heard the name, her delicate body shook suddenly, and her pretty face was filled with an incredible look.
"How is that possible! Aren't you the weapon spirit that this magic weapon breeds? How can you be the ancestor of Tianfu!"
Wan Ling'er looked at the old man's face floating above the black gourd, her eyes full of horror.
"Hey! I didn't expect you to actually know about my ancestor!" The old man looked indifferent, "Since you know the reputation of my ancestor, why don't you obediently come forward and sacrifice it to me."
Su Yun glanced at Wan Ling'er and asked, "What is Patriarch Tianfu's background here?"
Wan Ling'er's face turned pale and she said in a trembling voice: "Ancestor Tianfu was once a very powerful demon master. When my father was still an ordinary disciple of the Tianwu Sect, Ancestor Tianfu was already a famous great demon.
It is said that at that time, he had already condensed and perfected his Nascent Soul and was seeking to reach a higher realm. However, he suddenly disappeared later, and many people judged that he failed to break through the realm and died."
Su Yun stared at the black gourd and suddenly realized: "So that's it. No wonder I thought this magic weapon was a little strange just now. It turns out that the body is used as a sacrifice to the weapon, and the weapon is used to store the spirit."
Su Yun didn't think much about it before, but now as soon as Wan Ling'er revealed the foundation of Patriarch Tianfu, he immediately understood.
Patriarch Tianfu must have failed when he tried to reach a higher realm.
Under normal circumstances, if a strong person who has reached the pinnacle of the Nascent Soul Realm needs to go one step further, he or she must sublimate the life-pregnant Nascent Soul to the limit and condense it into an immortal soul. However, this process is extremely dangerous.
It's okay if you don't break through the realm. Once you fail to break through the realm, except for a few exceptions, it will basically end in the collapse of the Nascent Soul and death on the spot.
However, Patriarch Tianfu was one of the rare exceptions. He did not die on the spot, but before his death, he sacrificed his Nascent Soul Essence, his physical body, Qi and blood, and everything else to a magic weapon.
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Sacrifice the vessel with your body, and then use the vessel as your own body to preserve your soul consciousness.
Once the adaptation is completely adapted, the other party will be able to survive in this way.
Although it became a different kind of magic weapon, at least it survived.
Su Yun estimated that when Wan Ling'er's father first discovered this place, Patriarch Tianfu's spirit consciousness was still in the stage of adapting to the black gourd and had not yet recovered.
Otherwise, Wan Ling'er's father would never have left alive.
"It's troublesome." Su Yun felt helpless in his heart as he felt the increasingly powerful energy on the old man's face above the black gourd.