If you suffer another hardship in the primitive netherworld, the original demon king will bear the infamy.
As the origin of all demons, even if the Nether Realm is now separated by Lin Chongyang with a sky abyss, Xian Zong Wuming still has a way to sneak across. No, it is not appropriate to say sneaking across.
Because these two people and one beast entered it openly, Hetu instinctively felt that Beihai Lingzhou was very dangerous, so he chose to come together.
With Xianzong Wuming's ability, returning to this experimental site is like returning to his own home. Is it possible that I still need to cover up when I go home? As long as he didn't want anyone to discover him, no matter how tightly guarded the Netherworld was, they would not be able to find their traces.
All the way across the Black Lake, we drove straight in and witnessed the entire process of this land from its heyday to the troubled times and then to its decline.
Finally arrived at the destination of this trip - Nine Domes of Chaos.
The surrounding mountains and rocks are rugged, and in the center is an altar. A tall and angry figure lies in the air, and there are strange forces flowing around the body, keeping the lifeless body intact.
It was the original demon king who died in Bi Fang Mountain in the past.
Although it is lifeless, its majestic and unparalleled power has not diminished at all.
"Is this really a life created by you?" He Tu expressed confusion.
On the way, Lin Chongyang talked with Xianzong Wuming about a lot of things, and they didn't hide anything from it, so it knew a lot of information. It was precisely because of the enriched experience from the two of them that he issued soul torture.
Obviously, whether they are unknown or unknown, they all look quite pleasing to the eye.
How did this outstanding creation become like this?
During the period of following Lin Chongyang, Hetu has almost become half a face-controller, that is, he did not see any evil in Lingzhou, Beihai, otherwise he would have to demonstrate on the spot how restless Jiulong is.
Xianzhong Wuming said ruthlessly: "It's just a tool."
"You can clearly see your intentions from the infinite brothers and sisters." Lin Chongyang looked at the original demon lord and said at the same time: "Don't you plan to unblock Ji Meng?"
"No need."
The answer was not surprising.
"What about you, don't you plan to unseal your former comrades in arms?" Xianzong Wuming turned around and asked. The girl missing on the sword and her own demonic soul were also sealed in the Demonic Release Record.
The question got the same answer: "No need."
The corners of Xianzong Wuming's mouth raised a meaningful smile: "The First Master thought that with your personality, you would treat everyone equally."
"It doesn't matter." Lin Chongyang transformed the ancient artifact of origin, and someone handed it back after finding it difficult to open: "Let you, one of the most outstanding creations in the Nether World, be the first person."
As the words fell, the Bagua box held in his hand slowly rose into the sky, blooming with brilliant colors in the inexplicable sound.
That kind of brilliance is so terrifying that it is impossible to look directly at it. It is so majestic that it would make the soul explode on the spot. If it were an ordinary person, just seeing this power would kill him directly.
Xianzong Wuming squinted his eyes and looked at it. After being activated, it was still made of a material he had never seen before, like jade or some kind of metal.
The nine-color brilliance flowed on it, sacred and dazzling, completely different from the dark power he had sensed from it before. Faintly, Xianzong Wuming discovered that the origin of the ancient artifact did not seem to be fully opened.
Infinite rain of light falls, like a cloud of auspicious clouds gushing out, turning the nine domes of chaos that were still full of demonic aura into a pure land.
Changes occurred not only in this place, but in the entire Nether World.
Creatures who saw this scene, regardless of race or cultivation level, could feel a biting chill and tremble from instinct.
"what is that?"
"I don't know, where is that? How could such a sacred and terrifying mutation occur?"
"How could the Nine Domes of Chaos suddenly change?"
"How could this happen?! Demon Lord!"
All the demons in the underworld were shocked. Just as Infinite was preparing to go to the source to check whether the demon king was in danger and whether the sleeping Virgin Mary in the Holy Land was okay, a demon general came to report with a face full of fear:
"Report! Report the cocoon, the corpse, the corpse is resurrected!"
"What!"
"The saints who died for our world, the cocoons who died of old age, and the ghosts and spirits in the Tomb of Demons all suddenly got up! And they all seemed to have changed!"
The demon general's voice was trembling with fear, completely lacking the arrogance and calmness of the past, which made all the demons around Infinite startled and frowned.
However, before they could react, the sacred light rain engulfed this primitive world, and the breath of life burst out. The demons who had died for various reasons crawled out of the burial pits and revived from death.
The rotten corpses began to recover. On their bodies, black blood flowed, or red hair spread...
This strange phenomenon dissipated only after they completed their recovery.
On the other side, within the Nine Domes of Chaos as the source, the body of the Demon Lord also underwent astonishing changes after absorbing countless light rains.
Just the rain of light falling on the outside world can bring all demons back to life, let alone the original demon king, a close contact, the first person appointed by Lin Chongyang and Xianzong Wuming.
His bones, flesh, blood, and veins were cut open inch by inch, crushed, and then reassembled like reincarnation.
There was black blood flowing out of his eye sockets, and red hairs emerged one after another from under his skin. There were white evil spirits and gray mist flowing around him, and even a few wisps of silver light could be seen, which was strange and unknown.
At this moment, the origin of all demons also wanted to complain about the aesthetics of a certain sword emperor.
At the same time that the body that had lost its vitality appeared strangely, the heart that had stopped beating began to pump again. Originally, there was no soul in the demon king's body.
But under the wash of light and rain, Xianzong Wuming could clearly sense that a brand new soul was being born there.
The power that gave birth to this soul was the dark energy he sensed from the ancient artifact. The new soul took over the body from instinct. The original demon king who lost his soul was naturally unable to do anything. Out of resistance.
When all the weird things around him disappeared, an unprecedentedly huge demonic energy enveloped the surrounding areas, connecting the heaven and earth of the original netherworld.
“The sky bows its knees, the earth bows its head, and the world is destroyed by nothing more than a hand;
God can't save, Saint can only kill, before the devil's wings, it's all lies. "
The hegemonic words resounded throughout the world, causing the world to change color. It was announced that the original demon king, who had been dead for many years, was finally resurrected from hell to fight the world again.
The opened ancient artifacts of origin also closed at this time, regained their composure and landed on the altar in the center of the Nine Domes of Chaos. The turmoil was over, and the future of the original netherworld had just begun.
"Who are you?!"
The original demon king looked at the three figures in front of him with an unkind expression. His memory still lingered on the battle of Bi Fang Mountain and the continuous flames of war.
The two people in front of him were not easy to get along with, but he was not afraid.
"The identity of the First Master is not something you should know. Go ahead and do what you should do. If you can surprise the First Master, you will naturally be given the qualification to talk to the First Master."
As the calm words came, the already hazy figure became more like a dreamy empty flower at this moment, as if it never existed. (End of chapter)
