The aura gushing out from the black hole was huge enough to violently impact the barrier. But the barrier seems to be extremely tough, and it is difficult to break through no matter what.
In the end, Han Yu's vitality returned to calm, and his strength increased greatly, but he was still separated by a layer of film from King Wu.
Han Yu sighed secretly, the more difficult it is to cultivate, especially the breakthrough of the great realm. If there is no opportunity for breakthrough, it will be difficult to cross that hurdle, even if swallowing the demon body.
Although Han Yu was a little regretful, he was not in a hurry. His cultivation speed is already very fast, there is nothing to be satisfied with.
"Kill God!"
Suddenly, a loud roar sounded, causing Han Yu's mind to instantly turn into chaos, buzzing.
"Who?" Han Yu was taken aback and stood up abruptly, looking around vigilantly.
"Kill God!" The angry voice sounded again.
Han Yu was in a daze, the voice actually sounded in his mind, as if someone was shouting in his mind.
"Kill God!"
The voice was rumbling, full of anger, and earth-shattering.
"The energy of obsessed creatures is swallowed up by black holes, but black holes cannot swallow its thoughts." Han Yu immediately knew where the voice came from. This was the thought of obsessed creatures, and the obsession of the owner of this tomb in his lifetime.
His obsession turned out to be killing God!
Does God really exist
In Han Yu's heart, the stormy waves turned up. God is an ethereal and supreme being. How dare he shout to kill God
Han Yu's blood began to boil, and for a while, he also had the desire and urge to rush to the Nine Heavens to Kill God.
"No, killing the gods is his obsession, not mine!" Han Yu suddenly woke up and hurriedly sat cross-legged, calmly and quietly running the Longba Bible.
Thoughts are not harmful to people, but if they are infected by this thought, they will produce the same thought and be controlled by this thought. Han Yu is Han Yu, he has his own thoughts and ideas, and he will never be influenced by other thoughts.
No matter how sad, exciting, or even the blood boils in the voice in Han Yu's mind, Han Yu always keeps his heart.
This is a game of thought, a battle of spiritual realms.
In the end, Han Yu was victorious, driving the thought out of his body, and his voice dissipated.
"Huh!" Han Yu let out a long sigh. Although this was an invisible confrontation, even if he lost, it would be harmless to his body, but it was far more exhausting than any battle.
A person's thoughts dominate the trajectory of a person's life. Han Yu will never let his thoughts deviate. Fortunately, in the end, he kept his heart.
Han Yu secretly adjusted his breath for a while, and then stood up when he was in the best condition, and glanced at the coffin in the center.
From the coffin, there was a faint chill that made people subconsciously resist.
"What kind of person is he who is obsessed with killing God after death?" Han Yu was full of curiosity about the person lying in the coffin.
The power of his soul penetrated into the coffin first, but to his surprise, there was no body in the coffin.
"How could this be?" Han Yu ran over and cast his eyes to see that the coffin was empty.
This is illogical. Even if the corpse in the coffin is destroyed over a long period of time, it will at least leave traces, but there is no trace in this coffin. It seems that when it is buried, it is an empty coffin. Since it is an empty coffin, how can it be possible to form obsessive creatures
Obsessing over the fact that life is hard to beat, there must have been a corpse in the coffin once, but now that the corpse is gone, there are two possibilities, one might be stolen, and the other might be something that Han Yu didn't dare to think about.
Suddenly, something in the corner of the coffin caught Han Yu's attention. There is nothing in this coffin.
It was a palm-sized, black thing that looked like a tortoise shell.
Han Yu stretched out his hand and took it out, and what was cold in his hand was indeed a tortoise shell. Han Yu turned the tortoise shell over, and when he saw the front of the tortoise shell, he couldn't help but be stunned.
On the front of the tortoise shell, four ancient Chinese characters are engraved.
Han Yu quickly took out the tortoise shell in the Qiankun bag. When the two tortoise shells were put together, they turned out to be exactly the same. Even the fonts engraved on the tortoise shells were exactly the same.
"This?" Han Yu's eyes widened.
He had guessed before that the tortoise shell he got before the gate of the ghost gate was hiding a great secret, but he didn't expect to encounter a second piece of tortoise shell here.
Although the inscription on this tortoise shell is ancient and traditional, but Han Yu still recognized it. Han Yu read it through several sequences, and found that the reading of "repression of unhappiness" is the most fluent.
On top of the other tortoise shell, is "The Nine Realms of the Beginning".
Putting the two tortoise shells together, Han Yu didn't understand what it meant. But he is now almost certain that there are probably more than two tortoise shells in this world. And "The Nine Realms of the Beginning" and "Repression of Unrest" should not be read in this way. You have to wait for all the tortoise shells to gather, maybe you can know what the words engraved on the tortoise shell mean.
These two tortoise shells should belong to the same piece, but they were smashed and scattered everywhere.
Han Yu put away the two tortoise shells. These two tortoise shells are inextricably linked to the Underworld, the Great Demon Cemetery, and even the Killing God, which made him very interested.
Han Yu felt that he should gather the tortoise shells together, and must gather the tortoise shells to solve the above puzzle, otherwise it will become a big regret in his heart.
Han Yu glanced at the coffin, and then closed the coffin lid.
The lid of this coffin is very heavy, weighing 10,000 jin.
With a dull sound, the lid of the coffin was restored, as if it had not been moved. Han Yu's eyes swept to the spells on the surrounding stone walls, he couldn't understand what these spells meant. But he knew that these spells were used to suppress the contents of the coffin.
This further proves that the coffin is not an empty coffin.
Han Yu glanced at the wall and remembered these spells in his mind. Although he couldn't understand it, it wouldn't be a bad thing to write it down first.
Han Yu left the tomb, went outside, and sealed the entrance with a big stone. Han Yu tried to use his vitality to melt the stones and restore the tomb, but he failed.
These stones are extremely hard, and he can't help it at all.
Han Yu retreated to an open area, looked around, and became very interested in the people buried in these large tombs. If it weren't for his lack of strength now, Han Yu really wanted to pry open another tomb to see.
The ever-bright lantern burns silently, illuminating this strange world. Thousands of graves rest in peace, and I don't know how many secrets are buried.