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The sky is clear and clear, cloudless.

Above the mountain peaks and lush old forests, imperceptible ripples appear in the blue sky.

A burly figure stepped out from the ripples.

There was a flash of emotion and aftertaste in the man's eyes, and the expression on his face was a little complicated.

"I am back again."

Lin Zheyu murmured softly.

The deep mountains and old forests here belong to the Southern Barbarian region. Now they are no longer considered the territory of the Wei Dynasty, but belong to the Jiuyou Sect.

Meng Tianqing originally advocated the split of faith transactions in the Nanman area.

However, all this has become an established fact, and Wei Changqing has no intention of recapturing the Southern Barbarians.

"It's been a hundred years since I walked out of here. I'm afraid all my old friends are gone."

Lin Zheyu shook his head sadly.

Of those old friends who were once acquainted with Nanman, I am afraid that only the original master, Liang Song, is left.

Liang Song initially joined the Wuji Sect with the help of Lin Zheyu, and finally entered the Martial Alliance.

His talents and qualifications were average, and without Lin Zheyu's help, his lifespan would have been exhausted long ago.

However, with Lin Zheyu's help, Liang Song has now successfully broken through to the Divine Tibetan Realm.

Lin Zheyu, an old friend they met at the beginning, gave them a chance.

It's just that everyone's choices are different. Not everyone is willing to leave their hometown and pursue the illusory path of cultivation.

In the end, Liang Song was the only one willing to leave with Lin Zheyu.

Lin Zheyu smiled.

He shook his head slightly to get rid of distracting thoughts in his mind.

A faint qi and blood energy escaped, and tens of thousands of martial arts divine patterns condensed from the qi and blood and disappeared into the void.

A bone talisman flew out of Lin Zheyu's hand and was submerged in the energy of blood.

This bone charm is a token that opens the space here.

After a few breaths, faint ripples appeared in the void, and a passage leading to the secret realm of Qiong Yun's inheritance appeared.

In Qiong Yun’s secret realm of inheritance.

The entire secret space has almost stopped functioning, and the flowers and plants in the formerly lush mountain forests have withered.

The entire secret space is like a dead world.

This is because Qiong Yun sealed off the secret space at the beginning. In order to preserve enough energy, it only maintained the basic operation of the space and did not care about anything else.

Lin Zheyu walked out of the void and glanced at the dead space.

His figure swayed slightly and he arrived at the former inheritance hall in an instant.

Deep in the hall, the statue that once seemed to Lin Zheyu to be huge, exuding a terrifying, vast, ancient aura, now seemed to be nothing more than that.

"Has the demonic energy eroded here? No wonder the energy in the entire space is consumed so quickly."

Lin Zheyu frowned slightly.

His thoughts moved slightly, and the Hunyuan Pool appeared in his hand.

The majestic chaotic energy poured out from the Hunyuan Pond and submerged into the statue transformed from Qiong Yun's body.

What the witches practice is the way of the Chaos Demon God, and the energy of chaos is the most suitable energy for the powerful witches.

Although Lin Zheyu consumed some Chaos Energy at the beginning, he did not consume too much for today.

"Aren't you awake yet?"

"Master Qiong Yun's remnant soul is actually so weak!"

Lin Zheyu frowned slightly.

Qiong Yun waited for tens of thousands of years before his arrival.

When Lin Zheyu passed on the witchcraft, the remaining true spirit of Qiong Yun had almost reached its limit.

Now, hundreds of years have passed, and ordinary means cannot even awaken Qiong Yun's remaining true spirit from its slumber.

Lin Zheyu breathed softly, opened his martial arts eyes, and countless runes flowed from somewhere in his eyes.

He tapped his toes, jumped up, and came to the center of Qiong Yun's eyebrows.

Boom!

The majestic energy surged out from the body. The powerful vitality contained in the three sources of Thunder Tribulation, Azure Dragon, and Suzaku was stripped out by Lin Zheyu and carefully injected into the forehead of the statue.

Time passes slowly.

One hour, two hours... half a day passed.

Finally, an extremely weak spiritual wave came from Qiong Yun's body.

A somewhat confused consciousness awakened from its deep sleep.

Sensing this spiritual fluctuation, Lin Zheyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are...Lin Zheyu?!"

Qiong Yun woke up from her deep sleep, her consciousness still a little chaotic.

He looked at Lin Zheyu, and the scene he had inherited from Lin Zheyu flashed through his mind.

'Did I just complete the ancestral witch blessing for Lin Zheyu?'

'No, that's not right, Lin Zheyu has obviously completed the inheritance of witchcraft, and I also gave the Hunyuan Pool to him.'

'But didn't he leave?'

'Or is it that this kid never left after I fell asleep?'

Qiong Yun's consciousness was a little chaotic. Looking at the familiar figure in front of him, his consciousness was a little unable to react.

He is really too weak.

He is so weak that even simple thinking is difficult.

"Master, it's me."

"Don't think too much, just take a nap and you'll be fine when you wake up." Lin Zheyu said softly with a smile on his face.

"Uh-huh……"

Qiong Yun answered softly, and his consciousness fell into deep sleep again.

"well……"

Lin Zheyu let out a long sigh and carefully protected Qiong Yun's extremely weak true spirit.

If he had come a few decades later, this last true spirit might have been completely extinguished and dissipated.

This remnant soul was originally a weak soul left behind by Qiong Yun in order to pass on the legacy. The true spirit contained in it was not much and incomplete.

In order to pass on the witchcraft, Qiong Yun's remnant soul endured for too long.

It has been so long that the so-called immortal true spirit contained in it has almost collapsed.

"I'm afraid this situation will be irreversible."

"Go back and ask Fellow Taoist Changqing if there is any other way."

Lin Zheyu put away Qiong Yun's true spirit and shook his head helplessly.

If he wasn't strong enough, the several sources he mastered would all contain powerful vitality.

Just now, he couldn't even wake up Qiong Yun.

"The things here don't have much value anymore..."

"Forget it, let's pack it up and take it away together. If Master Qiong Yun can survive, it can also be a memory of him."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Lin Zheyu thought.

His body swayed slightly and he left the secret space directly and came outside the space.

The majestic energy surged through his body. Lin Zheyu stretched out his right hand, and his palm suddenly became as incredible as covering the sky and the sun.

Countless sealing chains and infinite martial arts divine patterns flowed out of the palm, turning into a huge seal that sealed the entire secret space.

After a while.

Lin Zheyu retracted his palm and held a golden ball wrapped with dense sealing chains and covered with martial arts divine patterns.

Putting away the ball, Lin Zheyu's figure swayed slightly and disappeared in an instant.

"Um?"

The moment he submerged into the void, Lin Zheyu's expression suddenly changed slightly and he glanced at the void behind him.



It took less than two breaths after Lin Zheyu left.

An imperceptible wisp of death air floated out of the void and turned into two figures exuding a rotten atmosphere.

It is none other than the recently arrived Dilla, ‘Meng Tianqing’.

There was a drop of blood-red viscous liquid suspended in Dilla's hand, and gray threads shot out from the palm and submerged into the blood drop.

This drop of viscous blood-red liquid was one of the blood essence left by Lin Zheyu.

The original blood essence was too weak. After Meng Tianqing and the others found that it was useless, the remaining drop was never used or destroyed.

But it was retained.

With Meng Tianqing's methods, this weak drop of blood is indeed useless.

But for the demon gods coming from outside the territory, no matter how weak the blood essence is, they still have many means to locate the opponent's position with this drop of blood essence.

"I just left, chase!" Dilla said lightly.

The death energy in the body trembled slightly, and strange fluctuations came from the blood essence.

The two figures disappeared suddenly, and once again turned into an undetectable wisp of death energy and disappeared into the void.

Boom!

Boom!

Just when Dilla and 'Meng Tianqing' followed the breath and broke through the void of various dimensions to chase after them.

The moment when two death auras appeared in the void somewhere.

Four extremely terrifying auras suddenly erupted from four directions in the void, and four huge phantoms condensed out instantly.

The powerful origins of the Four Symbols spread and suppressed the entire void in an instant.

laugh--

Two weak strands of death energy exploded under the pressure of the powerful four-image source.

"Oh, you are just an ant, sitting in a well and looking at the sky, and you are trying to ambush us with such crude means."

The figure of 'Meng Tianqing' walked out of the dark void and sneered disdainfully.

As 'Meng Tianqing' walked out, Dilla also appeared.

He looked towards a certain void with great interest. That void was where Lin Zheyu was hiding.

Now that he was discovered, Lin Zheyu no longer hid.

His figure slowly emerged from the darkness, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked in the direction of Meng Tianqing.

"Meng Tianqing?"

"No, you are not Meng Tianqing, who are you?" Lin Zheyu asked doubtfully.

"Meng Tianqing?"

"Oh, that's the name of this body you called it."

"It's okay to tell you that I am a demon general under the command of the Lord of Death. You can just call me Lord Demon General."

'Meng Tianqing' said with a condescending attitude and a smile.

The way he looked at Lin Zheyu was as if he were looking at an uncivilized native, full of aloof superiority.

Hearing that 'Meng Tianqing' claimed to be the Demon General, Dilla glanced at him inadvertently and curled his lips slightly.

"You have good strength and talent, but you are interested in joining my lord and fighting for me in all directions of chaos!"

Dilla looked at Lin Zheyu and said lightly.

Wisps of undetectable death energy escaped from his body and merged into the void.

"Lord of Death?"

Lin Zheyu looked at Dilla with his deep eyes and asked curiously.

From the two of them, he felt a powerful aura of death and a terrifying sense of decay.

These two people didn't look like living creatures at all, but rather undead warriors who had stepped out of the abyss of death.

"Exactly."

"Death is not the end, but a new beginning."

"If you have not experienced the process of death, you cannot appreciate the greatness of life."

"My lord is the greatest being in chaos, and is in charge of the power of death. All the dead are my lord's subjects."

"As long as you are willing to surrender to my lord, with your qualifications and talents, your future achievements will far exceed those trapped in the cage of this world."

Dilla said lightly.

He could sense the strength of Lin Zheyu's physical body, as well as the several original powers flowing in the opponent's body.

Being able to master so many sources of power at the same time, the opponent's true spirit is incredibly powerful.

Rao Si Dila has invaded thousands of different worlds and met countless talented and powerful people.

But monks like Lin Zheyu who possess such a powerful true spirit are rare.

Seeing that Dilla was reluctant to take action and wanted to win Lin Zheyu into the Lord of Death, 'Meng Tianqing' on the side could not help but frown slightly.

He frowned slightly and looked at Lin Zheyu, hoping that this guy didn't appreciate the compliment and rejected Dilla.

If not, it would be difficult to attack him.

"To join you and join the Lord of Death, do I need to switch to another source?"

Lin Zheyu's expression moved slightly and he asked curiously.

"Of course."

"The Dao of Chaos is the most powerful path in all realms. How can it be compared to the Dao of Heaven and Earth in the small universe you cultivate?"

"Transforming to my Lord's way is a reward for you!"

Dilla looked down at Lin Zheyu with a superior gaze and said lightly.

"Oh, forget it."

"Lin is used to being free all his life and doesn't like to be restricted by others." Lin Zheyu smiled and shook his head.

"Hey, then go and die!"

"No one can disobey the will of our Lord!"

Before Dilla could speak, 'Meng Tianqing' couldn't help but sneered.

What he was waiting for was that Lin Zheyu refused to be promoted and refused Dila's solicitation.

Now, Lin Zheyu finally refused, and Meng Tianqing didn't want to give him another chance to change his mind.

laugh--

Intense energy surged from 'Meng Tianqing''s body. He clasped his hands together and slashed towards Lin Zheyu.

A huge death scythe condensed out, appeared in front of Lin Zheyu at an incredible speed, and struck between his eyebrows.

at the same time.

Dilla gently grasped her hands, and countless gray threads appeared.

With his hands as the center, the black thread sank into the void and turned into a huge net, covering the entire void.

boom!

Lin Zheyu made a seal with his right hand and struck the incoming death sickle.

At the same time, the black stone integrated into the void of the Four Symbols shook violently, and a powerful force of space filled the air from his body.

The void around Lin Zheyu twisted, and his figure strangely passed through the giant gray net.

Just now, in the short period of time when Dila opened her mouth to win over, Lin Zheyu was not unprepared.

Facing the two Chaos Demon Gods who could easily discover his hiding place and come from outside the territory, Lin Zheyu was extremely cautious.

He knew that one day he would face these powerful Chaos Demon Gods who came from outside the territory, but it probably wouldn't be so soon.

Lin Zheyu thought that the first ones to be found would be the group of guys in this world who built the Ark of Creation.

After all, before the opening of the battlefield outside the territory, under the leadership of Tiandao Sect, most of the evil sects and the strong men who came from outside the territory were forced into the forbidden land.

But I didn't expect that the gods and demons coming from outside the territory would come so quickly.

And he still used Meng Tianqing’s body.

"Huh!"

Dilla let out a sigh, somewhat surprised that Lin Zheyu could escape from the giant gray net.

But soon, he reacted.

puff!

Dilla quickly made a seal with her hands, and her body exploded, turning into surging gray energy and instantly blending into the dark void.

The giant gray net covering the entire void suddenly expanded, expanded, and extended at an incredible speed, trying to cover Lin Zheyu again.

"The way the heaven and earth operate is completely different from this place, strange and powerful..."

"If you encounter a strong person who is not familiar with the Avenue of Chaos, it will easily capsize in the gutter."

"It's a pity that you met me."

The corners of Lin Zheyu's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer.

His martial arts eyes were activated to the extreme, and countless martial arts divine patterns flashed crazily in his deep pupils.

From the very beginning, he used his martial arts eyes to continuously analyze the power and attack methods controlled by Dilla and 'Meng Tianqing'.




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