Tang Xuanming lingered, unwilling to leave, thinking hard about a solution.
"It would be great if the living ancient god could help. The formations he arranged and his control over the formations are definitely rare in the world."
Tang Xuanming touched his chin and felt that this idea might be feasible.
"I don't want to slay the dragon, I just want to try to swallow the blood of the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon. For an adult like the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon, he will not die even if he loses all the blood in his body."
"And I don't need to swallow up all his life's blood. I just want to intercept a section of the most essential bloodline, and let him drop two levels at most."
Tang Xuanming is still confident that he is becoming more and more proficient in the Ant King Method.
But... he looked up at the ancient temple on the top of the mountain. Even though it was under the sun, Tang Xuanming still felt eerie and terrifying, like an evil beast with its mouth open. It was dark and without any light.
"What can I do without taking certain risks? If I don't work hard to improve now, I might be targeted by that old monster from Chu State and seize my body. Instead of hesitating here, it's better to take the risk and give it a try."
After thinking for a long time and sorting out all the ways, Tang Xuanming decided to go to the ancient temple.
He didn't notice anyone going out these days, which meant that the ancient god who was aging and about to die was still staying there.
After the ancient giants left one after another to hunt, Tang Xuanming hesitated and slowly climbed to the top of the mountain.
Now he is the one who cannot afford to waste time. He needs to climb to the top in the shortest possible time, so that he can have a place in the world and not be eliminated.
The closer Tang Xuanming got, the more clearly he could see. Against the backdrop of the huge mountain of white bones, even the extremely sacred temple looked hideous and terrifying.
What's more, this ancient temple style was never sacred.
The giant mountains of bones have accumulated here over the years, forming a black band of clouds and mist, like the mist spewed by an old demon, surrounding the main hall.
It was clearly daytime, but Tang Xuanming couldn't feel any warmth.
The nine steps on the top of the mountain are scatteredly dotted with glowing white bones. Even in this terrifying atmosphere, there is a sense of sanctity.
It's just that the sacred ancient dead is here, with broken bones, adding an even more gloomy tone to the temple.
After carefully sorting out his thoughts, Tang Xuanming took a deep breath and stepped into the ancient temple.
It was obviously a hot summer day, but he felt a chill blowing against his face, causing his irritated pores to shrink.
There was no light in the hall, and it was dark and deep.
"despair!"
"despair!"
It seemed that only the sound of Tang Xuanming's footsteps was echoing in the whole world. In the huge hall, Tang Xuanming was about ten feet away. When he found a stone door in front of him, he pushed it open.
I found that the interior was an open hall, and there was a lot of light inside. There were green pearls on the four walls. The light was supposed to dispel the darkness.
But in this environment, the green brilliance adds a hint of terror to this environment, as if we are not in the human world, but in the Nine Nether Purgatory.
Even though Tang Xuanming had expected it, his pupils still shrank when he took in the scene inside.
On both sides of the main hall, neatly mummified people said one sentence after another. Each mummy had sparse hair and closed eyes. The flesh and blood on the body was almost dry. It was just a skeleton wrapped in a layer of skin. The green light in the main hall gilded them.
It was covered with a layer of green brilliance, and in this atmosphere, it looked like a life-seeking evil ghost in the Nine Nether Hell.
Even though Tang Xuanming had gone through a lot, his heart still beat half a beat faster in this atmosphere.
But he quickly calmed down, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and walked slowly into the hall. The mummies standing on both sides seemed to open their eyes at any time, raise their hands and strangle him to death.
Tang Xuanming's eyes flickered. If he remembered correctly, the ancient god was hiding in this pile of mummies. If he didn't want to meet outsiders or wanted to trap outsiders to death, he could hide in them and take action.
Therefore, he followed the plan that he had planned long ago and shouted: "Where is the owner of the temple? Where is the dying holy war angel?"
The entire hall was quiet and silent, so quiet that one could hear the heartbeat.
The ancient god didn't respond, and Tang Xuanming didn't take it seriously either.
If he remembered correctly, the power in the ancient god's body had almost completely drained away during this period.
If you don't understand the situation clearly and stand directly in front of him, you will probably be slapped to death by him.
The Ancient God would not take such a risk.
But he was sure that the ancient god was very excited and also very confused, because he just felt an insignificant breath, and the fluctuation was fleeting.
For thousands of years, except for the ancient god's wife and the nearly invincible black demon ape in the Western Continent who remembered him, probably no one in the entire world remembered his true identity.
People are always very forgetful.
Tang Xuanming took two steps forward again, spread his hands to show that he was not hostile, and continued to say loudly: "I am not hostile, my master asked me to come."
"He said that there is a dying Jihad Angel here who can help me, and the dying Jihad Angel also needs some help from me if he wants to fly between heaven and earth again and see his wife and son again."
There is still silence in the darkness, and under the light green light, the place is eerie and eerie, as terrifying as a devil's cave.
Tang Xuanming was not anxious and stood at the door, waiting for the answer.
He doesn't have any master at all, and of course he doesn't have any master's tasks.
I came here just to fool this ancient god who had reached the realm of the God Emperor thousands of years ago.
Normally, this kind of old guy who has lived for thousands of years or even longer would not listen to his words at all.
But today is different from the past. If this ancient god was still at the peak of his past and was an invincible existence in the realm of the God Emperor, he would certainly not be willing to listen to what Tang Xuanming said.
Even Tang Xuanming was not qualified to stand in front of this great being.
But it's different now.
In the past, the powerful man who was invincible in the realm of the God-Emperor was injured by the Blood Angel using a forbidden technique that would lead to death. His soul and body were entangled with the blood of the Blood Angel's soul after the battle with the Blood Angel, which was also in the realm of the God-Emperor at its peak.
Together, no trace of spiritual energy can be retained in the body, it will just seep out like a leaky tank.
His body almost became a sieve, with holes everywhere.
The once endless longevity will disappear as his strength decreases. If no one interferes, in the next few decades or hundreds of years, even with the best life-extending method in the world, he will still enter the doomsday, like those around him.