A boiling pool of black magma.
The golden soul belonging to Pang Jian was soaking in a blazing molten pool, just like bathing in a hot spring.
“Shhh!”
The materialized soul was burned by flames, emitting golden smoke.
After a while, his golden soul shrank a lot.
However, while the soul was being eroded by magma, he was also using the method recorded in "Hutian Yangqi Jue" to use the power of the lava to temper the soul.
True gold is not afraid of fire; a truly strong soul should also be unbreakable.
Whenever his soul was too weak, he would return to his sea of consciousness and swallow the Soul-Nourishing Pill and the Great Blood Essence Pill together.
Through the nourishment of his physical body's qi and blood, as well as the powerful soul power of the Soul-Enriching Pill, his spirit and soul can recover quickly.
In this way, he could once again delve deeper into the fiery pool of magma and once again carve his soul with lava.
Hundreds of miles away, the Qingyan Mountains were shaking, and the battle between Yanxiong and Yuan Min was bound to begin.
Hu Yuanfei informed everyone through the sword order that the fierce fight between the other four demon kings also broke out almost at the same time, causing constant roars in many areas of the Holy Spirit Continent.
"The fierce battles among demon kings usually don't end in a short time. According to Elder Mu, in history, there were demon kings who fought for the position of demon god for a year or two."
"Of course, most of the time, half a month, a month, that's pretty much it."
"Unless the two demon kings are too close in combat power, only on par with each other, and both have long endurance, the battle will last a long time."
Hu Yuanfei explained the doubts to everyone.
It was also at this time that Pang Jian's soul, which had been eroded by the magma pool, returned to his sea of consciousness to rest.
"Pang Jian..."
A voice that had not been heard for a long time suddenly rang in Pang Jian's heart.
His heart skipped a beat and he quickly established contact with the person who summoned his voice.
In a small wooden house built with dead branches, sat a young man in black clothes with green eyes.
Above those dead branches, there were gold and silver threads wrapped around them, forming a sealing force like dragon patterns.
The face was a little dull, looking at the young man who didn't seem to be very alert, and the moment the connection was established, he said: "You are also in the Holy Spirit Continent."
Pang Jian was surprised and said, "Black Turtle!"
"It's me, little Pang Jian."
The man whose bloodline was promoted to level eight and who had transformed into a human youth smiled inside the wooden house and said, "Listen to me, I was imprisoned in the dragon cave, in this special room made of dead branches. I couldn't contact you before because there was a sealing force in this room, and also because the dragon was in a long sleep."
"The insight of the sleeping guy into the entire Holy Spirit Continent is terrifying and amazing."
"Now that he has woken up, he not only needs to use his power to cover the three major battlefields, but also needs to observe the battle status of the six demon kings. Only in this case can I try to unlock some of the restrictions and see where you are."
The level 8 black tortoise gave a bitter smile and said, "I didn't expect that you are also in the Holy Spirit Continent."
He squinted his eyes and noticed for a moment, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he said in surprise: "You are very close to the rock bear. Are you in... Black Flame Mountain?"
"Yes." Pang Jian replied.
"It seems that God is on my side." He smiled happily.
The black tortoise was trapped in a special room in the dragon cave, unable to touch even the soil. Its turquoise eyes flashed with a light called wisdom.
For some reason, looking at him transformed into a human at this moment, Pang Jian suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
After pondering for a moment, he suddenly realized.
The old black tortoise wrapped in black and yellow shell, which had appeared on the back of the gate of purgatory, looked withered.
This level eight black turtle looks extremely similar to the level ten old black turtle when he was young.
"I have something. Please help me deliver it to the underground of the little rock bear's territory. With the broken land in the Dantian Spiritual Sea in your body, you can escape to the deepest part of the underground."
"Xiao Pang Jian, whether that little rock bear can successfully ascend to the demon god depends on whether you can help him."
As he spoke, he opened his mouth and spit out a black and yellow tortoise shell, saying: "This is the Black Turtle Shield. You just need to go deep into the ground of the Qingyan Mountains and throw it out."
"Wait!"
Pang Jian screamed inwardly, and then his face became extremely weird, and he sank directly into the Black Flame Mountain.
This is because he used his innate magical power of "piercing through mountains".
"Where are the people?"
"It seems to have fallen into the mountains."
Zhou Qingchen, Dong Tianze and others were all surprised when they saw Pang Jian, who was right next to them, disappear out of thin air.
A hundred feet underground, Pang Jian stopped and looked at the heavy and thick black tortoise shield in his hand.
"This thing..."
Like the "Heart of Winter", this Black Turtle Shield is clearly a divine treasure of the demon clan!
The level eight black turtle kept calling each other "little Pang Jian" and "little Yan Xiong", which sounded strange to him.
That old rock bear is almost reaching the lifespan limit of this tribe. Apart from the old dragon in the dragon cave, there are not many monsters older than the rock bear.
It seemed a bit too disrespectful to call him Little Rock Bear, a level eight black turtle.
"The dragon cave sealed me off because it was afraid that I would be killed by the little rock bear and swallow my demon heart to sublimate his bloodline. It was also worried that I might find something on the Holy Spirit Continent and give it to the little rock bear."
The black tortoise smiled and said, "But Longku never expected that I did find a lot of things, especially memories!"
His face became serious, and after a pause, he sent another message: "Little Pang Jian, it has only been ten years since I stepped out of the bronze medal. No matter if you have done everything you can to cultivate me, or if I have the blessing of the Rock Shattering Earth, judging from the accumulation of the blood of the demon race, I should not have an eighth-level bloodline."
"That's impossible!"
"From ancient times to the present, it is impossible for anyone in our demon race to reach the eighth level of bloodline in just over ten years!"
"I, the Dark Anaconda, the Erosion Vine, and the Hell Soul Bee should not be growing at such a fast rate! Including the Gray Ape who appeared in the Stoneshatters last time and had a brief meeting with you!"
"It is impossible to achieve all this in more than ten years!"
Black Turtle said as he thought.
Pang Jian was confused and said, "But isn't the fact right in front of us? I also advanced to the Soul Wandering Realm step by step in this way. Since I can do it, why can't you?"
"When the catastrophe is approaching, everything will speed up, and the human race is famous for its rapid progress. You can break through so quickly because you have constant adventures, and I have seen it all." Black Turtle said seriously: "I am not a human, and neither are they. They definitely can't be so fast."
"I came to the Holy Spirit Continent this time because I vaguely sensed that a new demon god seat had been formed, so I hurried over here."
"I found something here and realized something."
"Little Pang Jian, I am not a newborn, I am reborn in the bronze medal. Not only me, but also the others, including the eighth-level gray ape, are not newborn monsters, but reborn monsters!"
"The new demon race cannot make me an eighth-level black tortoise in more than ten years."
"But if I was originally a level 10 black tortoise, after I was reborn, I could raise my bloodline to level 8 in a very short time."
"Because I have already been through this once, and have already experienced all the blood changes I am going through now!"
"Little Pang Jian, I am the level 10 black turtle from the demon race in the history of Purgatory Heaven and Earth."
He dropped a bombshell.
Pang Jian was shocked and his mind was in a mess.
The Black Turtle, the World-Eroding Vine, the Dark Anaconda, the Hell Soul Bee, and even Yuan Qi.
Those who can obtain extraordinary powers and bloodlines in a relatively short period of time are actually reborn!
And Yuan Qi was not even created by him in the bronze medal!
If it wasn't him, then who else could it be? The last world god who held the bronze medal was his father!
"It was me who died in the depths of the strange fog and pushed out the Demon Spirit Continent. It was also me who died on the island in the middle of the lake! The demon soul, the one hidden in the strange fog, was also me!"
"My demon soul, carrying another part of my memories, will merge into me when we meet."
"My memories that have been sealed away will emerge little by little as my bloodline breaks through. That me will also be partially completed after it merges into this body of mine."
"I will eventually regain all my lost memories."
The black tortoise is full of confidence.
Under the Black Flame Mountain, Pang Jian, holding the Black Turtle Shield, remained silent for a long time, trying his best to digest the information.
When he thought that the current Black Turtle was one of the most famous demon gods in the history of the demon race, and also the oldest demon god, older than the Sky Phoenix and the old Thunder Dragon, he felt as if he was in a strange dream.
The Black Turtle is like this, so what were the previous identities of the Dark Anaconda, the Erosion Vine, the Hell Soul Bee, and Yuan Qi
Are they all like black tortoises
A group of beings standing at the top of purgatory were resurrected by him through the bronze medal, and they all became aliens who were reborn
The reborn demon gods and the gods believed in by the Wood Tribe are emerging in this world. Is this a blessing or a curse for the human race
The black tortoise did not give him much time to think, and said: "First, throw the black tortoise shield into the depths of the earth's core of the Qingyan Mountains. The little rock bear will definitely be able to sense it, and he will be able to use it."
Pang Jian took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. He suddenly thought of something else and said, "The blood of the Rock Bear Monster King is also related to the spirits of the earth. If he wins the Monster God competition with the help of your Black Turtle Shield, then you... won't lose the possibility of returning to the Monster God?"
"Um."
The black turtle nodded gently and said, "I haven't recovered my memory, but the moment I got the black turtle shield, I knew what I should do. I didn't die back then, and I also supported this little rock bear to ascend to the demon god. I was reborn, and I won't die of old age even if I don't ascend to the demon god, but he only has this one chance."
"He is my junior. Isn't it my duty to help my juniors?"
“Do we have to occupy a divine road forever like that guy and hinder the progress of the demon race?”
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(End of this chapter)