The surging Yang water nourishes the polar regions of southern Xinjiang.
As the only mother river in this hot land, there is no doubt that Yangshui represents and symbolizes significance.
Around this river and the hunting grounds on both sides of the river, the battles between various tribes have never stopped.
Zhu Yanxu came with expectations.
Slowly stepping into the Yang water, hoping to use the Yang water to cleanse the unclean power in the body.
But the soft water waves became hot and hot around him.
A large amount of water vapor was evaporated, and the mighty river became a large area around Zhu Yanxu, even revealing a dry river bed.
The divine power of the God of Yangshui filled this river, which could have resisted the fiery power that remained in the southern polar regions after the death of the God of Fire.
However, the power possessed by Drought Demon is more like a curse.
It is the embodiment of the common will of the gods today, and even the power of the God of Yangshui cannot compete with it.
Zhu Yanxu's adoptive father, the chief of the Zhu Yan tribe, led many tribesmen to kneel on the shore and looked at Zhu Yanxu with desperate and sad eyes.
"Xu! You have to leave."
"Your body is no longer clean, and you can no longer serve the God of Yangshui. Compared with the lives of more tribesmen, I can only choose to sacrifice you." The voice of the leader of the Zhu Yan tribe was full of exhaustion and exhaustion that could not be concealed. Struggling, but speaking extremely honestly, without any tact or hypocrisy.
Zhu Yanxu walked ashore step by step.
The power of Drought Demon grows and is released wantonly in his body.
The power of the curse is like a virus. It expands, spreads, and becomes powerful very quickly. Any energy that opposes it will instead become the nutrition that feeds it.
Under Zhu Yanxu's feet, the most drought-tolerant grass and vines have withered.
The land that was still moist quickly dried up and turned into sand.
Zhu Yanxu stood where he was and stopped moving.
When he was in the desert, he felt nothing.
However, when he walked into an area where life and vegetation were active, the power of the curse showed its terrifying power.
After a short distance, Zhu Yanxu looked at his people and stopped moving forward.
There was no resentment in his heart.
To survive in the wilderness, you have to get used to death and sacrifice.
For the survival of the entire tribe, everyone needs to contribute and anyone can sacrifice.
Just like those tribesmen who died in the desert.
Zhu Yanxu knew that now it was his turn to make this sacrifice.
He raised his head and let out several long roars.
Zhu Yanxu turned around.
"Remember me, my name is Zhu Yanxu!" After saying that, Zhu Yanxu walked back toward the desert with big feet.
Even though he walked quickly, he still avoided those places with dense vegetation.
Looking at Zhu Yanxu's retreating figure, all the people in the Zhu Yan tribe were very silent.
They neither stayed nor ridiculed.
Zhu Yanxu walked away and plunged into the desolate desert again.
Here he felt uncomfortable.
However, it feels natural and relaxed.
At least he no longer had to worry about getting hurt.
"It seems that I can only go to the Abyss."
"If I want to return to the tribe, going to the abyss of the earth to find the female demon and remove the cursed power is the only way." Zhu Yanxu thought to himself.
"But where is the abyss of the earth?"
"How should I get to Diyuan?" Zhu Yanxu then thought of another question.
Of course, Zhu Yanxu had heard from the clan leader about Diyuan.
But the clan leader never said where the abyss was.
It sounded like it was somewhere deep underground.
But it is absolutely impossible to just dig a hole in the ground and dig all the way down.
Zhu Yanxu tried to ask about the voice again.
But didn't get any response.
It seemed that the voice had really gone away and was no longer looking at him.
This made Zhu Yanxu believe that it was really just a guy who happened to be passing by, out of goodwill? Helped him a bit.
After leaving Yangshui, Zhu Yanxu began his endless wandering.
The cursed power given to him by Hanbao made him hateful, but it also gave him a stronger ability to protect himself.
The idle desolate beasts and desolate warriors were far from his opponents.
When the power of the curse breaks out, everything will dry up completely and be devoured in an instant.
Even Zhu Yanxu himself has forgotten how long he has been wandering, how many mountains he has climbed, how many rivers he has drained, how many forests he has burned, and how many tribes he has clashed with.
Until this day, Zhu Yanxu met a "similar person".
Another unlucky guy cursed by the power of Drought Demon.
Through a brief exchange, Zhu Yanxu knew that this 'companion' had been infected earlier than him.
"You are also looking for Diyuan!" The guy named Yu Yuan asked Zhu Yanxu.
This question seems simple, but in fact it has been discussed repeatedly.
This model was ultimately identified.
People in the wild world are simple.
Even a son of the world like Zhu Yanxu cannot escape the framework.
Therefore, it becomes inevitable to use the simplest and direct communication method as possible, and to omit unnecessary temptations after becoming familiar with it.
Zhu Yanxu looked at the enthusiastic Yu Yun and thought of the name that the other party asked him to call him. He responded a little unnaturally: "Yes! Dried fish!"
Yu Yang said with some embarrassment: "Look, wherever we go now, wherever the drought is, my name is Yu Yang again, so... let you call me Yugan. This is more natural and kind You don’t have to call her in such a rigid way..."
"Friendly?" Zhu Yanxu didn't understand this word particularly well.
In his world view, there are only enemies and tribesmen.
Just prey, and food in captivity.
A stranger, someone I met halfway, who is not a clansman, but wants to have a... cordial relationship? Why is this?
"Forget it! You'd better... call me whatever you want!"
"Anyway, we want to go to the Abyss together, right?"
"Just in time, I have found out the entrance to the Diyuan, but before going to the Diyuan, we have to make some preparations." Yu Yun said helplessly to Zhu Yanxu.
"Prepare?" Zhu Yanxu still didn't understand.
Yu Hong said: "We must first go to the Blood Mosquito Tribe and find a member of the Blood Mosquito Tribe to extract the blood of the New God from our bodies. Only in this way can we go to the Abyss. Otherwise, we will not be able to enter. Even if you go in, you will be killed directly by the things in the abyss."
Zhu Yanxu said: "The patriarch said that the blood in our body is connected to our life. If the blood is gone, life will also end."
Yu Yuan said: "That's true, but now that we have the strength of the Hanbao, we also have the bloodline of the Hanbao. Maybe we won't die."
Having said this, Yu Yuan showed a strange expression and said: "But... in order to avoid accidents, we can exchange information first. I will tell you the location of Diyuan, and you will also tell you what you know about Hanba." Tell me the message. This way, even if any one of us has an accident, the other one will have the opportunity to go down to the abyss to find the female demon."
Regarding Yu Yun's proposal, although Zhu Yanxu instinctively felt that something was wrong, he did not feel any danger in it at all, so he still agreed.
Next, the two completed an exchange of information.
Zhu Yanxu had nothing to hide. Not only did he tell Yu Yu that he had buried the ancient Drought Demon corpse in the desert, he also recounted the strange sounds and strange runes, and copied and presented the runes.
And Yu Yuan also told Zhu Yanxu the specific location of the Diyuan and how to go deep into the Diyuan.
After arriving at the Blood Mosquito Tribe, Yu Yang called his friends in the Blood Mosquito Tribe with a special cry.
The two exchanged a vague look.
A brief introduction follows.
After that, the warrior from the Blood Mosquito tribe will use divine magic to extract the blood of the new god from the two of them.
What Yu Yuan needs to be extracted is the horse belly bloodline, while what Zhu Yanxu needs to be extracted is naturally the Yangshui bloodline.
"Relax your bodies and try not to resist."
"I will pierce the mosquito needle into your body, and then draw out the blood. Because it may be very painful, I will first release the toxin to paralyze your body, so that you can hardly feel the process of the blood being drawn. Pain, even very drowsy. Otherwise, the pain may take away your life first, before your blood is drained."
"Of course, if you don't trust me, you can also choose to give up."
"Also, I would like to remind you that there is a risk of death in extracting blood. I personally advise you to think more carefully before making a decision." said a member of the Blood Mosquito tribe named Blood Mosquito Leopard.
Zhu Yanxu was a little hesitant and wanted to think about it again.
But I heard Yu Yang say: "Then just slap me!"
"Let brother Zhu Yan watch from the side. If I succeed, then I will go down to the abyss alone to find the female demon. When I find a way to relieve the power of the drought demon, I will come back and tell brother Zhu Yan."
Zhu Yanxu had never seen such a guy who was neither a relative nor a friend but was so "righteous". He was not thick-skinned enough, so he naturally refused: "Let's do it together! Let's draw blood together and go to the abyss together!"
Hearing this, Yu Hong laughed loudly: "Okay! Let's draw blood together and go to the abyss together!"
"We two brothers work hard together. When you finish fighting, you will still have mine, and when I finish fighting, I will still have yours. No one of us will lose! No one can lose!"
This was said with great pride.
As a spectator, the Blood Mosquito Leopard had a sullen face, as if suffering from embarrassment.
Although Zhu Yanxu felt that the progress seemed to be too fast, he couldn't help but feel a surge of enthusiasm inexplicably.
"Okay! Come on!" Zhu Yanxu dispersed the aura of divine power around his body, and the original anxiety and worry in his heart completely dissipated with Yu Yang's words.
The Blood Mosquito Leopard first released a burst of poisonous mist.
In the mist, Zhu Yanxu, who did not use his divine power to resist, felt his body gradually become numb.
After a moment, he raised his head and fell to the ground.
In reality, Yu Yuan did not fall into coma, but looked at the fallen Zhu Yanxu with complicated eyes.
"Are you hesitating?"
"Relenting?"
Blood Mosquito Leopard asked Yu Yang.
Yu Yang shook his head: "No! The last time I softened my heart was more than a hundred years ago. After that time... I will never do it again."
"I'm just... a little emotional."
"He is so like me... so different from us! Like us at the beginning, he was serious, persistent, smart, and wary of the world and strangers, but he was also kind, naive, easily moved, and easily exploited. "
The Blood Mosquito Leopard sneered: "Like? Like what? He was born with the pure blood of the God of Fire and the first-generation blood of the God of Yangshui. He was favored by the world and was a born son of the world. How many kilograms did you drink? Say something like this?”
Yu Yang was speechless.
I can't talk anymore today.
One talks about spring flowers and autumn moon, and the other talks about firewood, rice, oil and salt. How can we talk about this?
"Who will take over next?" Yu Yang asked.
The Blood Mosquito Leopard narrowed his eyes and said: "It's not what you should know, don't ask. I will guide him to the topic, but I can't guarantee how much effort and painstaking efforts he can put in. So he still has to go through some more. Things, and since our plan has not been interrupted, it means that our action pattern is recognized... At least it is not at the level of 'persecution' as determined by the will of the world. At most, it can only be regarded as guiding his growth."
"The problem is simple, but the process is complicated. We must try our best to avoid any possible malice we may have. The purpose of avoiding malice is not to target Zhu Yanxu, but to prevent the world from judging us as Zhu Yanxu's opponents. At present, the world It's quite tolerant. As far as I know...the will of heaven in some worlds is very narrow-minded. If others look at the protagonist they have appointed with hatred, it will cause disaster and lead to a tragic death."
The Blood Mosquito Leopard seemed to be deliberately changing the subject.
Inadvertently, Yu Yang's question has been blurred.
Yu Yang did not continue to ask.
Some emotions only last for a moment.
After that moment, when you regain your composure, you will know what trade-offs are, what priorities are, and what the overall situation is.
"Thank you!" Yu Yang said to the Blood Mosquito Leopard.
He thanked him not because the other party had "popularized" some knowledge to him.
"No need!" The Blood Mosquito Leopard also responded, and it wasn't because of his previous digression.
"Then... say goodbye!" Yu Yang glanced at the Blood Mosquito Leopard for the last time and did not look at Zhu Yanxu again.
Then he strode away very neatly.
After Yu Yang's figure completely disappeared, another figure appeared next to the Blood Mosquito Leopard.
"He is an uncontrollable variable. If he hadn't also had the power of Hanban, he would not have been introduced into the game."
"Is it appropriate to just leave it alone...? His real identity has been verified clearly. To protect the overall situation...do you want...?" The figure made a gesture of wiping his neck.
The Blood Mosquito Leopard said: "Don't act like a big villain. We just need to lead Zhu Yanxu into the abyss and get the answer for us. We don't really want to kill Zhu Yanxu. The friendship between Yu Xuan and Zhu Yanxu is not there yet." For that reason.”
"In order to avoid being targeted by God's will, we have made simple things complicated enough. Let's not add any more complications!"
The figure smiled and said: "I was just joking to liven up the atmosphere."
Then he lay down on the ground and turned into a corpse.
And the appearance of this corpse was exactly that of Yu Yang.
The Blood Mosquito Leopard also took out several wooden thorns.
It penetrated into Zhu Yanxu's body from nine key points.
Before the Blood Mosquito Leopard could make any further movements, there was a bump on the ground.
There seemed to be some powerful earth-moving desolate beast turning over deep underground.
The Blood Mosquito Leopard looked ugly for a while.
He tore open his wrist and spilled out the various divine blood essences he had stored, dripping onto Zhu Yanxu's body. Weird patterns condensed out of Zhu Yanxu's body.
However, Zhu Yanxu's own Yangshui God bloodline was suppressed.
It merged into the key point where the wooden thorn penetrated, forming nine places similar to small Dantian.
It's just that these nine 'small dantians' are closed and are used to store Zhu Yanxu's Yangshui God bloodline.
After all this was done, the Blood Mosquito Leopard's body twitched and seemed to be extremely thin and thin due to excessive blood loss.
Zhu Yanxu slowly woke up from the toxin coma.
What he saw was the bloody mosquito leopard sitting in front of the wooden pile, and the body of 'Yu Yang'.
"What's wrong!"
"What did you do to Brother Ganyu?" Zhu Yanxu inexplicably mentioned Yu Yun's self-titled nickname at this time.
The Blood Mosquito Leopard looked at Zhu Yanxu, who was nervous and slightly ferocious, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he said with a low expression: "He is dead!"
"I extracted his blood, and then he died... The power of the Drought Demon failed to save his life."
"So I didn't take away your Yangshui bloodline, but sealed it in your body so that its breath would not leak out for the time being. However, you can't get too excited and push your abilities to the limit. Extremely, otherwise... the seal will be opened, and your Yangshui bloodline will reappear with an even more turbulent attitude."
"If you are in the Abyss at that time, congratulations, you will become the brightest torch and attract the most enemies." The Blood Mosquito Leopard said weakly.
He doesn't need to act in this area...he is really weak.
Zhu Yanxu looked at the various patterns on his body, pointed at them and asked, "What are these?"
The Blood Mosquito Leopard said: "It is the power of other divine bloodlines that I have collected before. I will engrave them on your body. When you are in danger, you can first release their power to fight against the enemy. Each pattern will be consumed when the power is consumed. Once it’s done, it will disappear.”
"This is also to prevent you from directly using all your strength to break the seal."
"Don't worry... these patterns, although they are all made of the blood of descendants of the New God's bloodline, do not belong to your 'bloodline', but are a kind of plunder and extraction, which should not arouse hatred for you."
Zhu Yanxu shook his head and said, "That's not what I want to know most."
"Ganyu...Brother Ganyu! Does he still have a chance?"
The Blood Mosquito Leopard seemed silent.
Then, as if he was joking, he said casually: "Unless the God of Tai'a is merciful! He is in charge of all death in the world. If you want to save your dried fish brother... only the God of Tai'a is willing to release him. Only by taking his soul and reshaping his body."
"Of course, you can also try to search in the abyss of the earth to find Bei Yin, the god of death from the previous generation."
"Maybe He can do it too."
The Blood Mosquito Leopard still did not point out, leaving Zhu Yanxu to ask about how to overthrow the gods and replace them.
Not only because Zhu Yanxu is a protagonist with free will, but also because this may trigger some taboos.
Gods' eyes and ears are everywhere in this world, and they may convey important messages to the gods in the divine world.
There is a difference between saying it to the end and speaking it out.
"Tai'a... Beiyin!" Zhu Yanxu remembered these two names.
At the same time, his mind automatically recalled the journey to the Abyss.
"You don't have to worry about me. I will go back to the tribe after I rest."
"I will keep Yu Hong's body for a while until I am sure that you cannot get the chance to resurrect him."
"Remember...if you give up, then go find a colorful bird and let it bring me a message." The Blood Mosquito Leopard said to Zhu Yanxu tiredly and weakly.
Zhu Yanxu's words were blocked back when he was about to speak.
He could only nod his head heavily.
After a while, he followed the clues Yu Yu left for him to go to the Abyss, and walked in the direction of the Abyss.
And along the way, he will also experience some things and changes, which will continue to strengthen some of his determination.
And make some originally vague concepts more clear.
If a person carries the weight of other people's lives, he will become extraordinarily calm.
Zhu Yanxu would not have such a burden when he was in the tribe.
Because survival and death, sacrifice and dedication are the common responsibilities of the tribe.
Everyone plays the same role, and no one owes anyone anything.
But now, Zhu Yanxu is bearing the sacrifices and sacrifices of those who pass by him again and again.
But he was unable to respond and repay this kind of dedication.
If he had already extinguished his conscience and lost face, he could not take it seriously at all.
Unfortunately, he is not such a person.
Therefore, when Zhu Yanxu experienced too much and reached the entrance of the abyss, he became stronger and stronger.
But he also became more silent and melancholy.
Seems to have matured a lot.
Beyond the human world is the realm of gods, and beyond the gods and humans is the abyss of the earth.
The divine realm hangs high above. Although it cannot be touched, it seems to be visible everywhere. The abyss is dark under the thick soil, blocked by layers of blockades, and banished by the power of the gods. It is almost impossible to peek into it even if you want to.
Only Xuanyou Mountain is an exception.
This mountain was the final battlefield between the old gods and the new gods.
The blood of two generations of gods has been sprinkled all over this cursed land.
So much so that the authority of any god cannot take effect on this barren mountain.
It has no light or darkness, neither cold nor hot. All creatures who walk here will express heartfelt fear and resistance to it.
If Zhu Yanxu hadn't been burdened with so much.
What was originally simply about unlocking the power of the curse has turned into fulfilling wishes for some people and finding opportunities for some people. Then he must not be willing to go deeper here and walk to the entrance of the abyss.
Two huge statues of gods stand at the entrance of the cave.
That is the statue of Shen Hao and the previous god emperor.
It was the afterimage that stayed on this mysterious mountain after their great battle.
The statue of God Howl, as Zhu Yanxu understood it, was sacred, majestic, and majestic, yet seemed kind, bright, and tolerant of everything.
But the statue of the previous generation of god emperors had an unconcealed demonic quality.
After Zhu Yanxu took a few more glances, he couldn't help but have a lot of evil thoughts in his heart.
If not for an experience along the way, he had a cold pendant around his neck. The ice heart stone embedded in the pendant often reminded Zhu Yanxu to calm down. I am afraid that Zhu Yanxu could no longer bear it at this time. I want to rush into a tribe and vent and kill to eliminate the negative emotions accumulated in my heart.
"If a god fell into the abyss, would he still be a god?" For the first time, Zhu Yanxu had such a profound and seemingly meaningless question.
Then, he covered his eyes with black skin and only touched and felt everything with other senses.
He jumped across the dark hole and rushed straight into the abyss.
