This time the Demon Ancestor has not been able to come back. I don’t know if it just escaped or if it has other plans.
And I, too, remained motionless after the full moon appeared, screaming at the moon in the sky.
Waves of loud and majestic tiger roars continued to sound in the sky above the original Dongfang Fort. The sound spread to all directions, squeezing out ripples visible to the naked eye in the space along the way.
In the blink of an eye, the sound waves spread to the Moon Burial Forest, blowing strong winds, causing the trees in the Moon Burial Forest to continue to topple, and the treetops pointed towards the depths of the Moon Burial Forest.
Even the wall of clouds in the other direction was rippled in large numbers at this moment, and the surging winds and clouds seemed to echo the tiger's roar, struggling and surging endlessly.
Suddenly, as if receiving great encouragement, the cloud wall took advantage of the situation and moved forward to swallow a large part of it.
Gradually, gradually, the roar of the tiger became desolate and tragic, as if bidding farewell to the past, and also seemed to be playing an elegy for the once lively Dongfang Fort. When I heard it, I felt sour in my heart and shed tears.
Unexpectedly, I was moved to tears by myself, even in my dream.
The roar did not stop, the Moon Burial Forest collapsed, and the cloud wall burst in, soon covering the remains of the Eastern Fort below, never to be seen again.
And I, who had the head of a tiger and the body of a tiger, suddenly stopped roaring at this moment, and turned around in an instant, as if he could see me, looking at me from the other side of time and space through the barrier of dreams.
I saw that its eyes were red, and only the bloodthirsty madness remained in its eyes. Where was there any trace of clarity? The actions of the battle with the Demon Ancestor just now were clearly a kind of fighting instinct!
You know, he was in a dream, and my state at this time was like peering in from outside the dream. Logically speaking, even if it was instinctive, he would not be able to see me.
However, he looked at me very accurately, as if he was looking into the vast space, but with a power that pointed directly at people's hearts, he clearly told me that he could see me.
In other words, at least... you can sense me! Even though I can't see you, I feel a sense of concern.
The bloodthirsty madness in his eyes was still there when he stared at it, but there was a bit more sadness that would never go away...
At this moment, a tragic song emerged in my heart, and tears flowed down like a spring again, and he, the other me, also shed blood-colored tears at the same moment.
"Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot think about them, and I cannot forget them. I am alone in a tomb thousands of miles away, and there is no place to talk about how desolate it is. Even if I meet each other, I would not recognize it, my face will be covered with dust, and my temples will be like frost.
When the night comes, I suddenly return to my hometown with a deep dream. I see them dressing up outside the small window. They look at each other without saying a word, but they can only shed a thousand tears. It is expected that the heartache will be severed every year, and on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines."
Suddenly, this piece of Jiangchengzi written by Su Dongpo in the real world came to my mind. It seemed that only it could express my sadness at this moment and became the most suitable spiritual sustenance at this moment.
Unknowingly, the moonlight in the sky gradually became covered with large shadows, and a huge demonic shadow began to appear without knowing when.
It looks like a snake, a dragon, and a dragon, but it is neither a snake, a dragon, nor a dragon. It has no horns on the top of its head, and a solitary big eye in the middle of its forehead. The alternation of light and darkness can be vaguely seen between opening and closing, a scene of disillusionment in the world.
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It's Zhulong!
This time, the Demon Ancestor seemed to be ruthless and dispatched me. As soon as he appeared, he formed a huge snake formation and surrounded me layer by layer.
Immediately afterwards, his body exploded with great strength, and he began to strangle without hesitation!
The head hanging above it had eyes like a torch, and a candlelight fell on me, carefully observing all my movements.
Suddenly, huge pain broke out in my body, and I felt like I was being squeezed by an invisible wall from all sides.
This is me in reality. In my hazy consciousness, even the quilt feels heavier than the mountains.
Even though I was suffering from such pain, I had no intention of waking up. This was the first time that the feeling I had in the dream was the same as what I was suffering in reality.
Of course, what I felt was probably not even one ten thousandth. It was probably just a simulated reaction of my eyes watching the next big scene and my body's coordination. Otherwise, with the power of the candle dragon, I'm afraid I would have ceased to exist.
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But in the dream, I was different with the head of a tiger. Under the strangulation of the candle dragon's huge body, the bloodthirsty meaning in its eyes became clearer and clearer.
Suddenly, a tiger's howl sounded louder and more majestic than before. Under the impact of the sound waves, the scales covering Zhulong's body were raised one after another.
If I read it correctly, the body of the candle dragon under the scales seems to be trembling?
You must know that this is not the previous body that it merged with when it was born, but its true self!
This scene surprised me. You must know that the realm of the Demon Ancestor has already reached an unimaginable level, and I am just a quasi-cultivator who has just peeked at the edge of cultivation, but has never been able to take that step.
Cultivation is an act that defies nature. The gap in strength between each realm is no less than the gap between heaven and earth. I don’t think that I can fight across several realms just through one transformation.
Ability.
The reason why I dared to carry the blood-devouring madness and run out to argue with the demon ancestor before was because Yanjing carefully evaluated that as a sword spirit, with the help of the power of the blood-devouring madness itself, she could give me the basic
Equivalent strength.
After all, what we faced at that time was only a part of the evolution of the Demon Ancestor's magical power, and it was far from comparable to what we are facing now.
But that's it, except at the beginning when the demon ancestor couldn't completely blend the flesh and blood of the big demon, I seemed to be able to chase it and cut it, but I also fell into its trap.
After it finished blending the body, I could only be beaten and had no power to fight back!
But now? I actually saw Demon Ancestor trembling!
It’s incredible!
There must be something going on that I don't know about!
However, after the transformation, not only did I lose control of my body, but my connection with Jingjing was also severed, otherwise I would have been able to peek into more things.
Suddenly, a shock passed through my mind, like a flash of lightning, making me more and more awake.
Just now, two completely different pictures suddenly appeared in my mind.
It looked like a scene a moment ago, when the demon ancestor's body, which was mixed with the blood and flesh of the great demon, was trembling in the face of my shocking sword.
The other scene was in front of me, it was coiled up in a snake formation, and it was trembling uncontrollably amidst the tiger roar I made.
Comparing the two, I was horrified to find that: it became more powerful after deploying its original form, but when it faced me with the head of a tiger, its trembling behavior became even more intense!
"What the hell does this happen?"
Such an abnormal scene shocked me, but due to the lack of too much information, I can only puzzle over it. (To be continued)