From the Zero Ancestral God, ascended to the throne of the First Ancestral God, Saint Xin could not suppress this force!
Because, inside Huai’s heart, the power could never be what it actually was - there was no... power...
"How! Is! This! Possible! Empty!"
In the Great Desert of the Western Region, a sharp cry suddenly resounded, as if the Dao heart of the Zero Ancestral God was suddenly collapsing.
Accompanying this was the violent fluctuations of the Twin Rivers of the Great Dao and the fierce attack of the Possession force.
In this mont, the dicine Ancestor was almost successfully possessed.
Fortunately, He controlled His emotions, lightly pressed down the Possession force, finally sighing in admiration, not surprising that it was the person He chose, indeed with so cunning.
"Attacking the heart is supre..."
"Ha, still quite adept at hiding?"
If the strength isn’t within Huai’s heart, it must reside in the body.
Even if Bei Huai is intelligent, to use this power, He can only rely on the Body of Devour to accommodate it.
But where does the Body of Devour stand?
Surely it’s a belonging of Nu, yet despite the lifeti of Nu Ancestor, He may not have ever seen such a vast amount of life dicine power; how could it all be devoured quickly?
Even if given ten years, you won’t be able to digest my accumulation, Bei Huai!
The dicine Ancestor’s recent action was exceedingly steady, not only summoning Huai’s heart but also capturing Bei Huai, even including his semi-perfect physique.
"All mine."
His mouth opened, life and reincarnation power exploded into a vortex.
With just one bite, Bei Huai was directly swallowed into the dicine Ancestor’s belly, absorbed into the life diagram, completely fused into one.
Thus, let the power surge forth!
... it can surge forth now!
Need not hide anymore?
Co forth for !
?
"Haha."
The dicine Ancestor resisted against the Possession force, forcibly rallied His spirits, self-mocking with a low "this is impossible".
Then confird what He had swallowed earlier was indeed Bei Huai with the power of devour, decay, and immortality.
Indeed, He only acquired the power of the three bodies without even a drop from the Life dicine Pool.
"How! Is! Not! One! Drop! Missing!"
A booming sound roared, tearing through the heart in a fury.
The Twin Rivers of the Great Dao on the Western Great Desert completely ended the protective bloom, with dicine Ancestor Shennong Hundred Herb resisting possession, standing up and opening His eyes, as if ready to leave this place.
Sizzle~
Steam rose.
The dicine Ancestor’s eyes were directly dyed blood-red.
In a daze, He could seemingly see an adorable little figure masked and jumping around lightly punching His stomach.
"Heh-hey~"
The punch was like cotton, not painful.
But heartache, heart pain, heart cut like a knife, near heart death!
"Heh-hey~"
He punched again.
Humd a little tune, shoulder swayed lightly, even twisting that pert little bum.
"Heh-hey, steal from you, steal from you~"
Again!
Still punching!
Still covert attacking!
"Ahhhhhh——"
The dicine Ancestor went mad, almost collapsing.
"Who?!"
"Who is it?!"
"Who exactly?!"
At this mont, rationality told Him to press down the Possession first, then search for the answer to the terrifying story of the Life dicine Pool’s mysterious disappearance.
At this mont, the madness told Him, regardless of who it is, if the thief cannot be found at first instance, Shennong Hundred Herb might as well not live, like a clown!
"Bei Huai? Not Bei Huai!"
"Dao Qiongcang? Not Dao Qiongcang, it is Bei Huai!"
"No, there’s another person, at Cross Corner Street, a descendant of Na Ancestor killed by Bei Huai, saw him once in Valley of Floral Fragrance... Thousand Changes and Ten Thousand Transformations Technique?"
Who was it?
At first instance, the dicine Ancestor could not recall the na, as if it contained a great terror.
He desperately slapped His head, almost breaking His skull, trying in this way to awaken mory, to let the answer burst forth, then heard a voice:
"Supre Recognition Technique."
mory, flooded out!
But, a bit too much!
No...
Cannot...
Cannot be so much...
The old eyes of dicine Ancestor popped, suddenly bleeding from every orifice, the whole person suddenly swelling, as if about to explode.
Surely the influx of mory wasn’t enough in itself.
But the mont of being caught off guard nearly prevented Him from suppressing the Possession attack, almost advancing the possession process from Mud Ball Palace to belly.
In other words, in that instant, He almost beca the Possession!
"No—"
Power gathered fiercely, crazily retreating to protect Mud Ball Palace.
The body in an instant issued a danger warning, even the hair on His body stood on end.
"Who ca?!"
The dicine Ancestor quickly withdrew a thread of consciousness to the body.
Explosion echoes were already in His ears, and saw the dust and purple lightning dancing, amidst the sky-covering shadow pressure, from afar, coming a man with a large cloak, tall and robust, a gray-purple mask on His face.
The Divine?
Such body, could it be The Divine coming to the door?
The dicine Ancestor squinted to look, realizing no, such a figure, besides The Divine, there is another who was supposed to be crushed under a Dao Stele at the funeral - Kui Leihan.
Wait!
The divine palace mournful cries, already exploded?
Wait!
That mask, also worn?
Wait!
You were not The Divine, why wear a mask so decisively impulsively with , previously opposing?
Kui Leihan, stop!
Ancestor of Thought, stop!
"Slow down..."
"Ugh oh oh oh..."
"Beseech ~ beseech ~"
"Only need... give This Ancestor a mont to catch breath..."
"Heh-hey~"
"Ahh~ oh oh~"
The dicine Ancestor wanted to go back to deal with Possession force, thought-seizing possession always of zero level strength, Possession’s obsession also ans He will surely not give up.
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