In the ancient magic cave at the bottom of the magma lake.
In the center of the quietly spreading ripples, an ancient animal skin book slowly appeared.
As if it had intelligence, it flew to Jiang Wang, who was cross-legged with his eyes closed, and slowly unfolded.
The words on the animal skin book should be Taoist texts, because the meaning can be understood at a glance. But the glyphs are twisted and weird, but completely different from ordinary Taoist texts.
Perhaps, it can be called... magic text.
The opening four words are extremely cruel, and they are called - "Seven Hate Demonic Skills".
This animal skin book was floating in front of Jiang Wang. Like a flag.
And Jiang Wang, who frowned and seemed to be stuck in some painful decision, unconsciously stretched out his hand.
He wants to take that "flag."
Like some ancient ritual, he had to face his transformation today.
His slender and powerful hand holding the sword slowly approached the ancient parchment.
But just before the fingertips got close, it stopped.
There was intense pain between his brows. The torment of the battle between heaven and man is fully revealed.
Jiang Wang's hand lingered on. This ancient animal skin book seemed a little restless, and the magic words on it began to float one by one.
The magic text has a sound.
A grand but ferocious voice, along with the restlessness of these magic words, echoed in this ancient devil's cave, making the listener horrified, frightened, and intoxicated!
The voice chanted -
Hate Heaven for being unkind, hate Earth for being immoral, hate people for being righteous.
Hate the confusion of right and wrong, hate selfishness.
I hate the lack of justice in the world,
Hate my name forever!
I hate the world like a hater, and the world should hate me as well.
The revenge for killing my father is nothing more than that! The hatred of seizing his wife is nothing more than that!
No one in the world cannot be killed, and no one in the world cannot kill me!
This magic sound seems to contain terrifying power. This ancient devil's cave, which has been abandoned for many years and has scattered rules, actually feels faintly revitalized.
Everything started to move.
It was like a lifeless pond suddenly filled with living water, with only decaying mud and fallen leaves remaining.
Then everything has new possibilities.
The opening chapter of this "Seven Hate Demonic Art" is so powerful, as if you hate the world, hate all living beings, and regard the world as your enemy!
There is no doubt about its power.
Jiang Wang's fingers hovering over the animal skin book trembled slightly. There seemed to be an unbearable weight, pushing his fingers down.
At this time, he still had his eyes closed, as if he was sinking into a dream that he could never wake up from. The formerly delicate and clean eyebrows were shrouded in pain and gloom.
The trembling Yuan Power, the restless breath, and the slowly reviving rules of the devil's cave seem to illustrate——
The world is waiting for his choice!
Waiting for this young man's final decision.
It's like endless demonic energy, coming from nowhere, rolling in this ancient demon cave, just like the subjects waiting for the king.
The dead and desolate tomb of the world is waiting for the power of new life!
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In the restaurant in Zhongshan Kingdom, a volume of animal skin book appeared in front of Jiang Wang, who was confronting Zhao Xuanyang.
A voice roared deep in my heart.
"Cultivation of my Seven Hate Demonic Skills will kill Zhao Xuanyang like butchering chickens and dogs!"
In the Taoist courtyard of Maple Forest City in Zhuang Kingdom, ancient animal skin books were floating in the air in front of Jiang Wang who was walking.
The voice in my heart roared: "Everyone in the world says that I am a demon, so I will become a demon to show them! Cultivate my Seven Hate Demonic Skills, and I will eventually be invincible in the world! There will be no one in the world who goes against me, hates me, or slanders me! Only obedience Lord, minister, kneel down!"
Reality and illusion are intertwined, reality and dreams are intertwined.
As if the overwhelming momentum was sweeping across, Jiang Wang's will was like a candle in the wind.
As early as in the dream of Yujing Mountain, the will that had been destroyed fell into the endless abyss.
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In the ancient demon cave under the magma lake, Jiang Wang reached forward to grab the scroll of Seven Hate Demonic Skills.
But his eyes opened at this time.
Those are a pair of eyes that still contain pain, confusion, and suffering.
But when these eyes looked at the "Seven Hate Demonic Skills" that must be a peerless skill in front of them, there was no greed, no yearning, and no care at all.
"Everyone in the world says that I am a devil, am I a devil?" the young monk asked.
His calm voice resounded in this abandoned ancient devil's cave: "Everyone in the world thinks that I am a devil. Do I want to be a devil?"
Within his body, four light sources lit up one after another. The light of supernatural power illuminates the original heart.
His voice became clearer and louder——
"I, Jiang Wang, a seven-foot man, look up to the sky, bow to the earth, fulfill my promises, ask for my wishes, live in this world, am I living for what others say?!"
He had almost grabbed the hand of the animal skin book and pulled it back suddenly.
Clang!
Sauvignon Blanc was unsheathed loudly, holding it in his hand, and slashed down the scroll of "Seven Hateful Magic Skills" in front of him with one sword without any regrets!
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In the restaurant in Zhongshan Kingdom, Jiang Wang held the sword in his hand and faced Zhao Xuanyang directly, saying: "You have forty breaths to leave here. After forty breaths, I will do my best to fight to the death."
He said this calmly.
From beginning to end, I never glanced at the animal skin book next to me.
This is my choice to follow my heart. If I do it a thousand times or ten thousand times, I will still make the same choice.
I have no regrets.
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In the Taoist courtyard of Fenglin City in Zhuang Kingdom, Jiang Wang walked alone.
He already has a comprehensive plan.
The first is to ask the mysterious Uncle Deng to come forward through Zhao Rucheng to warn Yujingshan about the conspiracy of the White Bone Path.
The second is to go through the Taixu Illusion Realm and ask "Zhen Wudi", whose real name has not been revealed yet, for help. Report the matter to the Sanxing Palace and ask the Xingren Palace to send someone to the village!
As long as you think about it, you can definitely figure it out.
No matter what, he couldn't just watch Maplewood City be destroyed again.
You can't be like Zhuang Gaoxian, sitting back and watching so many people die, just hoping for the final harvest.
Maybe they can live a better life, be more beautiful, and achieve their goals more easily.
But I, Jiang Wang, am not the same as them.
You don’t have to agree with them!
The animal skin scroll, which represented powerful power, was right in front of him, within reach. But he stepped on it with one foot.
Go away in stride!
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The dreamland in which reality is difficult to distinguish has been stepped out.
In the lightless ancient demon cave, Jiang Wang slashed down with his sword.
Be fierce and decisive, leaving no room for error.
Before the sword edge was about to reach, the animal skin book disappeared silently.
Like a broken bubble, like a very light sigh.
Goodbye again.
Searching the entire cave room, no trace of its existence could be found. Jiang Wang naturally noticed nothing about the dark ripples that had completely calmed down.
He was just alert to the fact that just now, there was some force eroding his will... the force related to the "Seven Hate Demonic Art".
At this moment, he held the sword in his hand, and his eyes were completely awake, like a clear stream.
All the pain and suffering sinks to the bottom of the water, and all that can be seen is the firmness that refuses to compromise and the persistence that refuses to change.
And the demonic energy that originally surrounded him and was close to him gradually withered after losing his support. But before it completely dissipated, the spiritual light suddenly gathered together and condensed into a weird and twisted magic text in mid-air!
Faintly distorting the space.
This word means -
"Obstinate!"
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ps: Chou: enemy.
