Chapter 862 Grab the black pot and dump the black pot, why should I save you
The Demon Sect's hometown was in chaos. The people of the ancient heaven were shocked and frightened as they watched the huge tower collapse. They dropped everything on hand and ran towards the giant tower, as if they could do something.
Taihao's infiltration plan ended before it even started.
Qin Yang shrank his head. At this time, he must not show his face or be discovered, otherwise he would most likely be blamed.
Although this pot of blame does belong to him, he cannot bear it.
Carrying it on your back is equivalent to confronting the ancient heaven head-on. This is very unethical.
The group of undead souls watched with fear and despair as the giant tower completely collapsed and dissipated. The light shining on the Demon Sect's homeland was also completely annihilated at this moment, and the whispers of the gods wandering in the heaven and earth gradually became silent.
No matter how lucky they were, they had to admit that everything was over.
Die-hard fanatics, as if the person who died is themselves, but unfortunately these people are only a minority.
After death, there are not many people who can continue to be loyal to a god who is no longer here. For most monks who seek their own transcendence, there are indeed not many people.
Most of the remaining undead are drifting with the crowd, and now they are afraid that if they mess up this thing, their chance to come back will be completely cut off, and they will disappear and never appear again.
People who have died once will not become less afraid of death. They will only cherish the current opportunities more and become more afraid of death.
This is why Qin Yang's completely uncontrollable magical power of the afterlife still has 99% of the dead souls willing to take a gamble.
On the other side of the giant tower, the Big Mouth Monster is like a crocodile floating on the water, blending into the surrounding environment, with only a pair of eyes rising above the ground.
His eyes were full of shock, and he had no idea why the huge tower collapsed.
When the halo swept across and the gods' whispers turned into a charm that could penetrate the earth, he used the simplest and most suitable method to resist it.
When the charm that penetrated into his body did nothing, he just devoured it.
In this way, his place becomes a black hole, and the other party will not get any feedback, and will not even notice the escaping charm, thus losing part of it.
This is a magical gift.
The Big Mouth Monster was peeping at the situation in the distance, looking at the undead souls that began to explore the surroundings crazily, and recalling everything just now...
He swallowed up part of the charm and turned it into intangible.
If Shen Yun itself is a whole and related to each other, then even if the missing part will not be discovered by these undead spirits, its own defects will still exist.
So, that tower was actually just the embodiment of all the charm, and he demolished part of it, so the tower collapsed?
So this tower, like the lighthouse in front, is actually for warning?
In other words, he has been exposed.
The big-mouthed monster was heartbroken and sneered. Now that he has been exposed, there is no need to hide. It is time to find out what they are doing.
The aura of the gods from the ancient heaven that permeated this place really made him feel nauseous, especially the wisp of charm that he just swallowed. It made him so nauseous that he had to hold his nose and swallow it without even having time to savor it.
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In other words, this guy didn't even hear the "Tai Hao" sound. He didn't know that the god who was planning to cause trouble here was Emperor Tai Hao. However, Emperor Tai Hao's power and deity couldn't come here at all.
The breath of gods is just a guide created by the undead...
To him, the breath is only disgusting, not the particularly disgusting level of a great god.
The big-mouthed monster didn't have time to think much, and saw that the undead souls were digging into the ground and searching the area.
He jumped up from the ground, swayed, and transformed into a ferocious beast thousands of feet tall, with a mouth that took up half of his body.
He opened his mouth and inhaled, and the surrounding rocks, together with dozens of undead souls, were swallowed in one gulp.
He stepped forward and ran towards the place where the giant tower was. All the undead souls he passed were directly swallowed by it.
Halfway through the journey, a man with gray skin, no hair on his body, and a gray robe was standing in the air, putting his hands in his sleeves, and waiting quietly.
The big-mouthed monster came all the way. The gray bald head drooped his eyelids and remained motionless, allowing the big-mouthed monster to swallow him into its belly.
The monster with a big mouth could only rush out again, and his body froze, and his abdomen began to expand continuously. Cracks appeared on his body surface, and in the cracks, a dazzling red-gold brilliance bloomed.
He opened his mouth and spat out, and a red-gold pillar of light shot up into the sky. The scorching brilliance instantly melted the surrounding rocks into magma.
And the gray bald head was also spit out by him. The gray bald head was suspended in the light, his hands were clasped in front of his chest, and a red-gold ball of light was held in his hands.
The big-mouth monster roared, and the aura of the gods made him extremely sick.
He swallowed so much power from the gods in one go that cracks began to appear in his condensed body, and the undead souls he had swallowed before also started to bite back together with the power of the gods.
"It turns out to be the powerful alien beast from Fengdu. I'm sorry. I'm disrespectful." The gray bald head hung in mid-air, looking down at the big-mouthed monster coldly: "Since you're here, why not stay a little longer."
The big-mouth monster's heart skipped a beat. It was just that he recognized him as someone from the ancient underworld. How could he recognize that he was from Fengdu?
His thoughts turned quickly, he sneered, opened his mouth and spat out again, and the power that caused trouble in his body was spit out in one breath, turning into a dark golden torrent, rolling up a ten thousand-foot wave, and slapped towards the opponent.
And with a sudden movement, he plunged into the ground, rushed out from the bottom of this fragment of earth, and ran wildly.
The gray bald head followed the hole that penetrated the earth, chasing after him all the way.
Many of the remaining stronger undead souls chased him out together.
More undead spirits began to gather here.
Qin Yang was hiding underground, sensing the situation outside and couldn't help but scratch his head.
By the way, why did this big-mouthed monster jump out and take the blame? It seems that I misunderstood him and thought the worst about him. He turned out to be a real fool, no, a good person.
Qin Yang poked his head out and found that the undead souls who were digging three feet into the ground to dig out the outsiders had already started to turn around and run towards the place where the Big Mouth Monster appeared.
Immediately afterwards, he saw the Big Mouth Monster burrowing into the ground and escaping, followed by a powerful undead spirit whose aura made him feel uncomfortable.
After thinking about it, Qin Yang rubbed his face, elongated his face and turned it into a snake head without scales. He looked through the inventory again, took out some materials, and made some thin scales to stick on his face.
Mobilize the breath to simulate the breath of the snake-headed man.
Put on a big robe again, and now this chaotic situation is enough to look fake and real.
Get out of the ground, mobilize your own strength, absorb part of the death energy, and then release the death energy from your body, slowly strengthening it bit by bit.
Qin Yang drooped his eyelids as he caught up with the undead spirits, his sense of presence getting stronger little by little. When he was about to get behind an undead spirit, the other party suddenly turned around and glanced at him.
"Who are you?"
Without waiting for the other party to do anything or say anything else, Qin Yang glared at him with cold snake eyes and said a word in his face.
"It's already this time, and you still have to ask so many nonsense questions, why don't you hurry up and catch up!"
Qin Yang kept walking and passed directly over the undead spirit.
Just as the other party was about to say something else, he immediately thought about what time it was now and how he dared to delay. He followed Qin Yang and ran straight to the place where the big-mouthed monster dug a big hole to escape.
Qin Yang blended in, and the death energy escaping from his body didn't look strong, but it wasn't too weak either, it was considered the majority.
Not long after, another wave of undead souls gathered. Seeing Qin Yang coming with familiar faces, they didn't ask any more questions. But the person who first saw Qin Yang, and no one else asked a question,
It was obvious that someone had seen this snake-headed man, so naturally he didn't think much more about it.
And for those who came from behind, no one even bothered to ask.
At this time, no one would ask why no one had seen the undead spirit who was chasing the gangsters with them. They had no time to think about it. What they were worried about now was completely occupied by the collapse of the giant tower.
The most important thing is to catch the guy who is obviously the culprit.
A bunch of undead gathered at the place where the big-mouthed monster dug its hole, and they were all chasing it out.
Qin Yang stood in the crowd, silently calculating. At this time, no one recognized him as a snake-headed man.
It seems that I guessed correctly before. The smuggler is considered a high-level traitor, and not just any cat or dog can recognize him.
But the problem came again. The snake-headed people were deeply trusted by Emperor Fengdu, and many things were entrusted to the snake-headed people.
This guy was in the ancient underworld when he was alive, and he was definitely not an unknown person. Didn't any of these people recognize the snake-headed man?
Or is it that there are quite a lot of guys with snake heads, and these guys think that all snake-headed people look like birds?
And seeing that many people were chasing after them here, there was a sense of humanity.
"We can't chase them all out. Some people must be left to guard this place."
As soon as these words came out, several guys who seemed to be the leaders immediately agreed without any objection.
Qin Yang was slightly startled. He thought that these guys would look crazy and chase them all. After all, besides the land itself, it seemed that the giant tower from before was the most in need of guarding here.
Thinking of this, Qin Yang squinted his eyes slightly and glanced at the direction of the giant tower with his peripheral vision.
Apart from the giant tower, is there anything else important here?
Isn't it the most important thing now to find the person who took the blame?
These people are gathered here. If he waits to arrange work later, his risk of exposure will increase. It is not a good idea to face these guys head-on.
After thinking about this, Qin Yang felt that it was time to show his face again, and he spoke in a deep voice.
"That thief must be from the ancient underworld. He couldn't have sneaked in here alone. Maybe he was so arrogant just to attack the east and the west.
When we all gather here, won’t there be no protection on the outside? If someone breaks in at this moment, wouldn’t it be easy?”
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the leading guys suddenly changed.
Two of them looked in the direction of the giant tower, and two of them looked outside.
The leading guys looked at each other again.
Immediately arrange for people to disperse, each to do their own thing, and guard the entire land.
Qin Yang left with the stream. The general direction was exactly towards the giant tower, but it was a little off.
One of the leaders with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks followed the crowd and glanced in the direction of the giant tower. When he saw that the undead souls who passed by were all his people, he immediately changed his gaze and looked towards the big hole.
"The giant monster can escape from here directly into the earth. After all, there are loopholes below. I think we should allocate some manpower to guard below."
With that said, the alien leader with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks jumped down from the entrance of the cave and went to guard the place below.
The two undead souls of the human race who were left at the edge of the cave looked at each other, and one of them sighed.
"I have to say that sometimes the way these alien races think about problems is really different from our human race.
Master White Ape can think of the need for protection down there, probably because he is used to living underground.
As for the snake-headed alien just now, he had cold eyes and was definitely not a good guy, otherwise he wouldn't have imagined so many conspiracies and tricks.
I was so panicked that I could never have thought that at this moment, there might be people from the ancient underworld attacking from outside."
"Who says it's not the case? If we mess up things this time, we will all be punished. White Ape may be punished less. After all, it was indeed shown just now that one of the warning beacons on the periphery was destroyed.
If we react any slower and someone attacks, the consequences will be disastrous."
The two leaders stood guard at the entrance of the cave, looking around, and at the same time glanced in the direction of where the lighthouse originally was.
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Following the strong current, after they dispersed, Qin Yang's aura slowly dissipated again, sneaking into the underground and running sideways from the underground.
After a while, he arrived near the original location of the giant tower.
The giant tower has disappeared. Only the bottom can be seen, and a huge base can be seen. The ground is compacted and extremely flat.
There are still more than a dozen undead souls visible here, and among them there is one, a human with a square face dressed in cloth, sitting in front of the base. It seems that the commotion here does not affect him at all.
With his eyes closed, he seemed to be sitting there like a huge peak, motionless, and the lifeless energy around him was suppressed by it, without even the slightest movement.
Qin Yang just glanced at the other party and immediately felt a coercion coming out of thin air, covering a hundred miles radius without distinction.
Around the base of the giant tower, all the guarding undead souls were suppressed and lay on the ground, unable to move. The death energy in the hundreds of miles seemed to be solidified, and the dust raised was suppressed and frozen in mid-air.
Qin Yang's body instantly disintegrated and became invisible, as if it was a phantom that did not exist and was directly disconnected from this place.
That pressure, which seemed to be real, passed through Qin Yang's phantom and fell heavily.
After a breath, the figure who was sitting there opened his eyes and glanced in the direction of the big hole. His sight bloomed like virtual electricity, turning into a line of light and shadow, and collided with the eyes of the two people guarding the big hole.
After seeing it, the man continued to close his eyes and sat there quietly. The pressure also shrank and condensed around him again, suppressing the area hundreds of feet around him.
Qin Yang did not dare to look directly at the opponent's figure, and glanced at the opponent's position with his peripheral vision, especially the place where the opponent suppressed him with his body.
The giant tower was destroyed, but he was still sitting there motionless, seemingly never getting up from the beginning to the end.
Then what he is guarding is definitely not just the giant tower. Even if the giant tower collapses, he will continue to suppress another, equally important thing there.
Qin Yang closed his eyes and silently activated the Si Zi Jue, relying on the Si Zi Jue to construct everything there in his mind.
Soon, everything there was outlined in the form of lines, except for the place where the man sat, a hundred feet in radius, which was blank. He suppressed everything within that range.
And this one hundred feet is not flat. It is a huge sphere with a diameter of one hundred feet, including both the top of his head and the bottom of his body.
Add the pictures you just saw, complement each other, and continue to outline the lines.
Something in the shape of a door appeared.
That guy is sitting on a door.
So, is this why he didn't get up at all?
Qin Yang calculated it and found that the coercion was as real as it was, and he could be regarded as a magical power. Even if his strength was compromised, he was probably among the Dao Lords.
In a head-to-head encounter, if he is not completely exposed, he will probably not be able to defeat him.
If all means are used, it will probably be easy for the other party
With a thought, Qin Yang dived underground, blended into the earth, and slowly approached from the depths of the ground.
When he got close to the 100-foot sphere, he immediately felt the pressure in front of him, like a solid steel wall. There seemed to be something within the sphere that was forcibly suppressed inside.
Qin Yang's figure slowly turned invisible, turning from chaos into nothingness. He slowly stretched out a hand and touched the substantial pressure.
Since I was able to escape just now, and now the pressure is more concentrated, it should still be effective and not completely unfeasible.
The golden elixir in his body bloomed with brilliance, Qin Yang turned into an illusory body, and slowly penetrated the range where the pressure solidified.
He moved forward very slowly, as if he had fallen into a quagmire, but the pressure from the opponent remained unchanged, and it seemed that he had not noticed him yet.
After a stick of incense, he arrived at the core of the Baizhang Land.
There is a black cage here. The cage is covered with runes belonging to the gods. As the runes circulate, they turn into the gods' murmurs. The door of the cage is just under the square-faced man's buttocks.
Inside the cage, there was a guy with disheveled hair and black air emanating from his body.
The moment Qin Yang saw the other party, the other party suddenly raised his head, and looked at Qin Yang with a pair of pure black eyes without any white eyes.
In an instant, Qin Yang felt a pure thought.
Full of hatred, but not the slightest hint of madness, it was a feeling of coldness and violent anger blended into one.
His phantom black sword buzzed and trembled, spontaneously responding to the thought that was said to be hatred but not quite like it, as if he had discovered the same kind.
Without thinking too much, Qin Yang immediately recognized that this must be the genius who was personally killed by Emperor Taiwei.
"Get me out." The man's pure thoughts were mixed with a sentence, which reached Qin Yang's heart through his eyes.
Qin Yang looked at the other person, and after a long time, he replied.
"Why?"
"Huh?" The other party was startled, obviously not expecting Qin Yang to say that. So why did Qin Yang spend so much effort to sneak in here?
The black-eyed genius was stunned for a moment, then immediately replied.
"You have already mastered the magic sword. Rescue me and I can teach you the real magic sword technique."
"Although I do want it, I don't want it as much as you think. I don't care too much about your method." Qin Yang told the truth.
If it were a treasure book, he would definitely want it. He had seen people from the ancient heaven struggling to put together building blocks, and he also guessed that the powerful method might be hidden in this land.
It may even be imprinted on the land itself, so that it can be taken directly to the realm of the dead.
If this is the case, Qin Yang does have a lot of ideas.
But if he wants it from the creator of the magic sword, Qin Yang is not that interested. After all, the power is comparable to the one-zijue, but only comparable. He has a serious one-zijue at his side.
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Especially after seeing this person in person, Qin Yang's interest became even lower.
The first impression this guy gave him was not very good.
Why should we take big risks to save him when we meet him for the first time?
Just because he is a genius and he is from the same human race?
Pull him down quickly, the person suppressing the cage now is the human race.
The dark-eyed genius was even more surprised. It was as if he really looked at Qin Yang for the first time.
"What must I do before you are willing to rescue me?"
"Please answer me a question honestly first."
"what is the problem?"
"This place is the hometown of the Demon Sect. During the Divine War, many strong and unyielding Demon Sect men died here one after another. Even the place where they were stationed was smashed to pieces.
So here comes the question, so many undead souls from the ancient heaven outside should have died in the battle here. Judging from their strength, they should not be the strongest among the people from the heaven who died in the battle back then.
There should be something stronger yet to appear.
So, can you answer me, why I haven't seen anyone from the Demon Sect?
It’s impossible for those guys who appear now to kill all the undead spirits that appear in the Demon Sect, right?
If that's not the case, then why haven't I seen anyone from the Demon Sect?"