This dragon rising into clouds and mist, so lifelike, as if it was about to co to life.
"Brother Xu, this is indeed the Ying Dragon Pill I’ve been searching for," Hao Chen said from the side.
"This pill is refined from dragon saliva, and Brother Xu knows that the Dragon Clan is now extinct, these pills are used one less each ti.
I’m currently at a cultivation bottleneck and need it to try to advance further."
Xu Zii glanced at the pill, which was indeed a good one to others; unfortunately, it was now of no use to him since he had reached the Divine Vein Realm.
Besides, he never lacked for dragons.
"Take it," Xu Zii tossed the pill over.
"If Brother Xu has any orders in the future, just co to Vast Immortal Sect to find ," Hao Chen bowed slightly and then finally turned and left.
Then Xu Zii picked up the third orb and discovered a book inside.
On its light blue cover were the five big characters "The Dream of Three Thousand Years."
"Could this be," Xu Zii stared for a mont, then slowly opened the book.
After looking at it for quite a while, he realized it was a book capable of creating dreams.
The function of this Vein Skill was twofold; the first was to create dreams for oneself to temper the Dao heart.
The Dao heart, simply put, is one’s heart in seeking the Dao, sothing that can’t be cultivated. The strength of the Dao heart depends on what you experience and individual growth.
And dreams could do just that.
The second function was to create dreams for others, and this was not to help others temper their Dao heart.
If this move is cultivated to perfection, the flow of ti within the dreamscape can be freely altered.
When the opponent becos imrsed in ’The Dream of Three Thousand Years,’ their real body would have long since perished, life span exhausted, slowly heading towards death.
To die without knowing one’s own death, this is a very terrifying secret scripture.
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Xu Zii put away the secret scripture, which would be of great use in the future; he also wanted to take out so ti to perfect the Vein Skills he had learned.
After he finished his tasks, he turned his gaze toward the blood-stained bones in front of him.
The skeleton that had died untold ages ago.
"Co out, I have sensed you for a long ti," Xu Zii said indifferently.
"I have given you all I had, why must you be so aggressive?" a voice arose from the air.
Then a figure of a man clad in a blood-colored robe with blood-red hair appeared in mid-air, with hawk-like eyes and a hooked nose, his face long and thin.
Especially those eyes, so cold and terrifying, as if one were about to fall into a Sea of Blood.
"Bai Changfeng?" Xu Zii asked curiously.
"Bai Changfeng is already dead, call the God of Slaughter," the man said calmly.
"How did you die?" Xu Zii asked, puzzled.
Logically speaking, with his Immortal Ascension Boundary existence, his lifespan shouldn’t have run out so quickly.
Moreover, Xu Zii could tell that the man in front of him was a spiritual body; his flesh had decayed, leaving only his spiritual body hiding within this Palace of the God of Slaughter.
Without a physical body, in truth, a spiritual body cannot survive either.
Although Xu Zii didn’t know by what thod the other party preserved his spiritual body, such a state was indeed not easy to maintain.
Unable to cultivate, and bound to dissipate one day.
"I understand," Xu Zii said with a smile, "You weren’t looking for an inheritor of your legacy but rather a body that could host your spiritual body."
"That’s right," the man didn’t deny it but admitted openly, "But you’ve interfered with my plans."
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"Even if I don’t destroy it, you might not be able to find it," Xu Zii shook his head and said.
"Such terms are too harsh. Almost a tiny mistake could doom us both."
Xu Zii could guess that the man originally wanted to find a body, but then Chaos forcibly broke his own set rules, after which he sensed the presence of Bai ng.
He simply chose not to show up anymore, thinking of not dealing with Xu Zii.
"Do I have any other choices?" Bai Changfeng asked indifferently.
"It’s better to take a risk than to wait here for the day when my spiritual body perishes."
"I do have a suggestion. Do you want to hear it?" Xu Zii said.
"What is the suggestion?" Bai Changfeng asked, puzzled.
"Let make it clear first, I won’t force you. Once you hear my suggestion, you won’t have a choice.
You either agree, or I kill you. Do you still want to hear it?" Xu Zii asked.
Bai Changfeng fell silent and pondered for a mont. Finally, he nodded and said, "Alright, say it. I’m all ears."
With a wave of Xu Zii’s right hand, a cerulean planet slowly rose behind him.
Before Bai Changfeng could react, his spiritual body was sucked into the planet.
The next mont, Bai Changfeng’s figure appeared in the middle of the Divine Continent.
"Where is this?" Bai Changfeng asked, looking around the space with so confusion.
"A world of my own creation, the Divine Continent," Xu Zii said flatly.
"Create your own world? Do you realize what you’re saying? Are you joking?" Bai Changfeng said in disbelief.
"I said, just listen, you don’t need to know the rest," Xu Zii replied dismissively.
"In my world, there is death and reincarnation. I plan to establish Hell within the Netherworld Underworld.
I want you, Bai Changfeng, the God of Slaughter, to beco the first Lord of Hell. After the death of all beings, the virtuous may go to ng Po to drink Forgetfulness Water and undergo reincarnation.
The wicked must enter Hell. The punishnt they receive will vary according to the severity of their evil deeds.
Only after their punishnt is completed may they be reborn."
"Are you serious?" Bai Changfeng looked at Xu Zii solemnly and asked.
"My world has just been created, and there are many things needing improvent," Xu Zii nodded and said.
"As the Lord of Hell, once my world is fully established, I can help you be reborn and start a new cycle of reincarnation.
If possible, I can even help you retain the mories of your past life."
Hearing Xu Zii’s words, Bai Changfeng fell silent.
He was tempted; this was undoubtedly the best thod.
Not only could it preserve his spiritual body, but it also granted him supre authority, and even the prospect of reincarnating with mories intact.
"Why ?" Bai Changfeng asked incredulously.
"Because you are the God of Slaughter," Xu Zii replied.
"The most suitable candidate for the Lord of Hell that I have encountered so far."
Hearing Xu Zii’s words, Bai Changfeng was silent for a long ti before finally looking up and saying, "If you are not lying to , then it’s a deal."
"Just to clarify one thing, Hell is yours within the rules I set; what you do there is none of my concern. But if you violate my rules and disrupt the developnt of my world,
don’t bla for being ruthless," Xu Zii said.
"Don’t worry, I know what’s more important," Bai Changfeng replied.
Imdiately after, he stepped into the void, connecting with the rules of the Great Dao to begin constructing Hell.
Hell was divided into eighteen levels.
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