"Bei Huai cannot take him down, but will not easily let it go. There’s still a finger of The Divine in the Blood World Pearl, you know?"
Xu Xiaoshou turned a deaf ear, and had already walked into the deep pit.
Dao Qiongcang continued to talk to himself, still planting hand seals in the Cursed Yin Puppet. It’s truly unknown what resentnt the Cursed Yin has suffered, to be targeted like this by this dark figure.
"Cursed Yin still wants to possess The Divine!"
"But he has apprehensions, because this is not the best ti."
"The Divine of the three realms has rely obtained You Yuan’s power. When that power wanes, he is ultimately no match for the demons."
"At that ti, when The Divine falls and is in a weakened state, it will be the perfect mont for possession. But as long as I hold this Cursed Yin Puppet, I can influence Cursed Yin’s will and thereby assist The Divine, helping him resist possession."
Ha!
You really are a good person.
You intend to help everyone, Dao the Good Samaritan.
Xu Xiaoshou stood above the deep pit, observing Bei Huai, who was completely corroded during his fight with Elder Dao the Flamboyant earlier.
A majestic aura of Cursed Yin’s evil energy emanated from his body, with a purple fog condensed into a cluster, forming a cradle of life.
However, unlike the cradle of life "White Sun" seen from the Cursed Yin’s perspective of dicine Ancestor, this cradle, at a glance, is filled with the power of Cursed Yin.
"Do you really not want this?"
Dao Qiongcang finished imprinting on the Cursed Yin Puppet, only asking verbally without handing it to Xu Xiaoshou, and turned to grab the Blood World Pearl again.
"And this?"
Seeing Xu Xiaoshou remain motionless, Dao Qiongcang chuckled, and then stored both the Cursed Yin Puppet and the Blood World Pearl wrapped in black cloth into his own body.
After completing these tasks, he pointed at the purple cradle in the deep pit, angrily scolding:
"This guy is so arrogant, he’s truly not a good cooperation partner."
"The key is if he succeeds, the countless wills inside Bei Huai can be erased instantly by the power of Cursed Yin."
"On the contrary, I originally had no thod against this, but with the help of the Cursed Yin Puppet and the Blood World Pearl, I dare to give it a shot..."
So noisy!
Xu Xiaoshou was greatly astonished.
Dao Qiongcang, who won the bet, was outrageously smug and proud.
Almost wishing that he had been hit with more shields, punched a few more tis just now, more compensation would truly satisfy him.
But speaking without action, what truly happened?
Xu Xiaoshou tilted his head and looked at him.
Dao Qiongcang chuckled, and after piercing the last veil, he no longer needed to pretend, directly stepping out the mory River under his feet:
"Will Path Extre Realm, if you want to fish for soone, you’d only get a residual consciousness powerless."
"Ti Dao, if you want to go back and fish for soone, it involves too much, too many causes and effects, easily causing backlash."
"mory Path, however, is different."
Xu Xiaoshou was able to see the mory River again, inspecting it ticulously, increasingly deep and unfathomable.
At least, Kong Yuhen of Shengshen Continent couldn’t achieve such a level.
His river of ti was extrely faint, only borrowing nine-tenths of the ti power after summoning Ti Ancestor’s image.
Instead, at that ti, in the world behind the three gates, the Ti Ancestor’s river of ti, its realism and condensation level, could vie with Dao Qiongcang’s mory River.
It’s sowhat reversed in order... Xu Xiaoshou asked solemnly: "What’s different?"
"When fishing for soone with the mory Path, I can retain Night Guardian’s ability within the mory River."
"But equally, his chaos, his helplessness, remains completely unchanged."
"Thus, if dicine and Cursed Yin are later eliminated, leaving their lingering influence, Night Guardian restores, he then has the ability to rise again depending on his own fate."
If not eliminated then?
No need to ask though.
If they’re not eliminated, then dicine and Cursed Yin succeed, Dao and Xu perish, Night Guardian would no longer have the chance to be reborn.
And during the period between elimination and non-elimination, since Xu Xiaoshou has to safeguard Night Guardian, and Night Guardian is under my control, do you want to safeguard , Xu Xiaoshou... is well aware of Dao Qiongcang’s little sches.
He is glad to see this.
Cooperation isn’t rely joking around.
He’s truly decided to go to the end with Dao Qiongcang.
After all, if this person was let out and beca an enemy—Xu Xiaoshou has no proper thod, even against the three ancestors of demons, dicine, and Cursed Yin, this remains the answer.
"Ha!"
Within the purple cradle in the deep pit, Dao Qiongcang executed a move, capturing a strand of light and shadow within, placing it into the mory River.
It seed effortless...
Yet Dao Qiongcang suddenly turned pale, as if all his energy was drained, faintly giving the impression he might vomit blood the next second.
Such a sham...
In actuality, it was effortlessly...?
"This mory River?" Xu Xiaoshou ignored the false actions filled Elder Dao the Flamboyant, fixating on the river as he asked.
"You an this?"
Dao Qiongcang swallowed a restoration pill, his complexion slightly improved, looking down at the river beneath his feet, exerting a slight force, the sound of water gushing.
Actually, Xu Xiaoshou could see at a glance, it wasn’t a restoration pill.
It’s rely a compressed energy pill in shape, containing not Holy Power but rather chaotic power lacking attributes.
"I’ve bifurcated the Great Path into two types."
Dao Qiongcang raised two fingers triumphantly: "One is combat type, one is enlightennt type."
Xu Xiaoshou’s heart stirred; hearing this, he comprehended.
Then Dao Qiongcang continued speaking: "Like Bazhun’an and The Divine, they are combat type, they do not need a Great Dao River."
"Therefore, enlightennt type Great Path’s strongest form is to condense into a Great Dao River, thereby amplifying self-power, and in this era, only two have succeeded, one is the Ti Ancestor and the other is you?" Xu Xiaoshou interrupted him.
Dao Qiongcang was stunned, his complacency half interrupted, as if he tasted the dung ball of a dung beetle in a grand feast; his mouth couldn’t help but twitch.
After a long while, he said dully: "Correct!"
"dicine Ancestor..."
"What one aims for is to return to zero, how is the ’life’ and ’reincarnation’ of the enlightennt type Great Path a return to zero?" Dao Qiongcang lifted his chin and pointed at the mory River at his feet, his lips curled at the corner in a sly smirk, ceasing to speak further.
Flamboyant indeed, truly strong as well.
Xu Xiaoshou was sowhat astonished. If Dao Qiongcang isn’t boasting, hasn’t he already stepped half a foot into the circle of Zero Ancestral God?
At this mont, Xu Xiaoshou received two communications.
One from Mu Zili of the Apricot Realm, concerning the matters he instructed, certain clues were erging.
"Lord Shou, as you expected, there has indeed been widespread confusion in the mories of the people of the five regions."
"Out of nothing has erged a ’Dao Ancestor’, whose legend and deeds have been passed down from ancient tis with evidence to follow."
"So believe... no, rather, perhaps only a few of us now believe there is also a ’Ti Ancestor’ among the Ten Ancestors."
"In other people’s worlds, the Ti Ancestor originates from outside the domain, the Ten Ancestors of Shengshen Continent, known worldwide: Holy Demon, dicine Ghost, Technique Evil, Sword Dragon Battle Heaven, this has been the Ten Ancestors incantation passed down through the ages."
Ten Ancestors incantation...
Before I enlightened Shengshen Continent, half-saints, even Holy Emperors couldn’t rember; was there ever a Ten Ancestors incantation?
Xu Xiaoshou looked at Dao Qiongcang in front of him.
Dao Qiongcang blinked his eyes, furrowing his brows, then took out a bronze mirror to inspect himself, yet only saw beauty, not seeing any blemish on his face.
"Is there sothing wrong, my Xu?" Dao Qiongcang took half a step back, his eyes dodging, wanting yet rejecting, "You look strange..."
Xu Xiaoshou didn’t respond to him.
After so contemplation, he slipped into Flower World in his consciousness, seeking out Hua Weiyang, the great swordsman saint of the Sword God Era.
"Brother Weiyang, you once entrusted Hua Lai to inform of a phrase, ’One Body of Technique Evil,’ what follows? I’ve forgotten."
There was a mont of silence in Flower World, then a mystical voice ca:
"One Body of Technique Evil, God Devil true form, dicine Ghost life and death, Four Ancestor reincarnation, only... mory Eternal!"
"Lord Shou, is there sothing wrong?"
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