True Dragon Palace.
"Liu Fu is dead. The blood bank created by the human race, which collected the essence and blood of various races, was looted. The essence and blood of other races, including our demon race, are all missing."
"We are currently unable to find out who did it."
"The Fire God Yanlie drove the broken land and it sank into the fifth realm, never to be seen again."
"Not long ago, Yu Xin of the Celestial Clan and Xuan Ying of the Demon Scale Clan received news from Yan Lie and did not allow anyone to return to the Fifth Realm at this time."
"There was a flow of luck that flashed in the void outside the forbidden land of Juetian and was intercepted by a mysterious person."
"Prince Li, Li Zhaotian, Su Wanrou and others are still in the fifth realm."
"Something earth-shattering is happening in the fifth realm!"
"… "
A group of gray sparrows chirped non-stop in the empty hall.
Long Xiao, who had transformed into a human, sat alone on a high seat with his arms resting on the armrests, as if he was in a trance.
Such a huge True Dragon Palace should have many level nine dragons and a group of demon kings on both sides.
But now there was only him and a group of graybirds.
The dragon he valued most was killed, and the new generation of the Flame Dragon Clan, Long Yan, also died. Two level nine dragons were killed by Pang Jian one after another outside the Holy Spirit Continent.
The power of the Dragon Cave has never been so weak.
The "poison disaster" broke out in the Holy Spirit Continent, causing the tragic deaths of many members of the demon clan. He acted as the vanguard of the alien race, first attacking the Rock Continent, and then trying to stop Li Zhaotian from becoming a true god.
As a result, the little girl in the "Thunder Cave" was successfully rescued by Li Zhaotian, and Li Zhaotian was successfully deified.
After merging with the "Heavenly Forbidden" , Li Zhaotian's combat power increased extremely terrifyingly. He was seriously injured not long ago and had to retreat into the Dragon Cave, relying on the Dragon Cave and the Holy Spirit Continent to heal his wounds.
The old demon king began to question his abilities and his choices.
There were also many demon kings and great demons who, although they feared his power and did not say much, they all missed Tian Feng in their hearts, and missed the old black tortoise who always cared about the future of the demon clan.
"Should I leave now?"
There was confusion in Long Xiao's eyes.
He waved his hand listlessly, and a group of gray sparrows, who were responsible for reporting news to him, flew out of the True Dragon Palace through the window.
Long Xiao looked towards the dome of the palace, at the snarling fire dragons, thunder dragons, frost dragons, five-clawed golden dragons, and at the real dragons soaring in the star-studded dome.
Like traveling in the endless starry sky.
The picture of dragons flying across the stars engraved on the dome is what Long Xiao believes the dragon race should be like. He stayed in Purgatory and was reluctant to leave because he wanted to create many dragon gods.
He wanted to wait for five or more level ten dragon gods to be born in the dragon cave, and then everyone could break through the sky ban and get out together.
Since the dragon clan is an important branch of the ancient demon clan, then isn’t the appearance of many dragon gods also a sign of the prosperity of the ancient demon clan
Doesn’t it mean the glory of the demon race
When the dragon clan becomes strong, it will naturally benefit the entire demon clan and allow more demon kings in Purgatory to be promoted to demon gods.
It's just a matter of first and last, why are those demon kings dissatisfied with me
The frustrated Long Xiao wanted to go deep into the rocky shattered ground and have a heart-to-heart talk with the reborn old black turtle. He wanted to ask the old black turtle what he had done wrong.
Suddenly, he felt restless and felt a pressure from an unknown source.
There was a force that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him, gathering strength in a place he was not clear about.
That power seemed to be able to threaten Him and cause Him to die in purgatory.
"Maybe I really should go."
The old dragon, who had dominated the Thunder God Road for ten thousand years and made it impossible for those who practiced the Thunder Spirit Technique to see a way out, murmured uneasily.
…
In the Beiqi broken land, there are also some broken lands where the remains of the Heavenly Phoenix fell, and strange changes are happening without anyone noticing.
In the Worm Valley, the Black Water Pond, the Lake Island and other places, there were huge pieces of phoenix bones that once glowed with divine light, but later turned grayish-white and gradually changed color to black.
The monsters active in the Broken Land noticed the color change of the Sky Phoenix's remains, but they didn't know the reason.
Not only the monsters here, but also many alien warriors from the fifth realm noticed the remains of the Heavenly Phoenix in the broken land and also changed color.
For no apparent reason, the remains gradually turned from grayish white to black.
…
The sixth realm.
After Pang Jian's real body sank, the Black Dragon King waited silently for Pang Jian's message in a foreign place where the filthy power was even more powerful and the dark power was even more turbulent.
Suddenly, a dark force that he could not understand was injected into his huge and winding dragon body.
Each of his dragon scales exudes a cold metallic luster, appearing darker, colder and harder.
His dragon soul was surrounded by a dark force that was as tangible as a substance, and he was forced to accept the dark laws that he could not understand at all with his current bloodline level.
His dragon soul began to materialize!
Through Pang Jian, he knew that when the low-level gods from outer space confirmed their levels, only changes occurred in their hearts.
Like Him, and all living beings who strengthen themselves through blood, they break through in such steps.
A foul essence merged into his dragon heart, and many of his hidden bloodlines began to flourish. He also recovered his lost memories in one fell swoop, and turned again into the Black Dragon King who once roamed the Fifth Realm.
However, outside the heavens, He is just a low-level god.
The symbol of a middle god is the creation of a materialized godhead, which means that the soul has a carrier of godhead!
And now, he is pushed by the dark power of the fifth realm and directly starts the process of refining his divinity on the path to becoming a middle-level god!
The Black Dragon King couldn't help but let out a low roar of emotion.
He thought to himself, “If I had known that I would have such great fortune in the Fifth Realm of Purgatory, I should have sunk down before fighting Long Xiao. When I become a mid-level god and possess godhood, how could Long Xiao be my opponent?”
"Darkness, along with the fifth, sixth, and seventh realms of Purgatory!"
"I should have known better!"
The Black Dragon King was very excited.
…
In the seventh realm, Pang Jian descended in his true form and felt as if he was in a box without a bronze medal.
Extreme darkness, vast void, without any energy he was familiar with.
Nothingness, desolation and emptiness are how he feels about this world.
Unlike the situation in the box, the seventh realm is not cold, and there is no strange force that can affect his body's sensations.
He ignited a ray of fire at his fingertips and released a bolt of lightning, but it could not illuminate the darkness.
The darkness swallowed up all the light in an instant.
He sensed no life through his qi and blood sensing, and he extended his divine consciousness outward, but he also did not find the magnetic field of souls of living beings nearby.
The first demon, Qi Xu, and Luo Hongyan who might also be here, were not contacted after he descended.
He wandered aimlessly.
At first, he could not see his limbs with his eyes, but only with his divine nature.
In the fifth and sixth realms, he could see in the dark.
There is no dirty strange power here, no gold, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, lightning, no light of the sun, moon and stars, only pure black, and this black does not even have energy.
It's just black.
But in the sixth realm above, darkness itself has energy, and the same is true in the fifth realm.
He roared here, he sensed with his divine nature, he tried to find the original demon.
At some point, his eyes suddenly regained sight, allowing him to see his own limbs.
In the pure darkness of the Seventh Realm, his eyes returned to normal. He examined himself in great surprise and subconsciously touched the bronze plate.
There was nothing unusual about the bronze medal, and there was no change in his body either, which made him unable to find the cause.
Since he found nothing and had no idea about the situation in the Seventh Realm, he was not in a hurry to communicate with the Black Dragon King and tell Xiao Hei about his current situation.
He continued to fly, continued to wander aimlessly.
…
Outside the Thunder Prison.
The underground palace that symbolized Zi Mo's noble status, surrounded by vast rivers of souls, suddenly flew away from the strange foggy area.
“Evacuate.”
The sound of purple ink came from the crystal plates.
Listening to it, there was actually a hint of frustration.
A group of gods gathered near the Thunder Prison and set up a dragnet, waiting for Pang Jian to show up. The gods holding the crystal cards in their hands were all dumbfounded.
"Not only were the identities of the Thunder Prison Demon Gods loyal to He Motian exposed, they also failed to force Pang Jian out."
The voice of another ghost spirit rang out from the crystal tablet corresponding to each of the major spirits. He spoke for Zi Mo, saying, "Since Pang Jian knows that we are going to kill him outside the Thunder Prison, he will definitely stay in the Thunder Prison and will never come out."
The gods were in an uproar and retreated, shouting and cursing.
Soon, due to Youkui's death and Zimo's summons, the gods from all sides who were trapped in the strange fog all dispersed.
"Why don't you leave?"
The Sun God was riding on the altar, with the sun's fire blooming, and was about to fly away when he suddenly noticed that Han Yi's altar had not moved.
He came closer, with a bright smile on his handsome face, and said, "I heard that you and Yingyue have a good personal relationship. Can you say a few good words for me? All gods can witness my deep feelings for Yingyue!"
Han Yi said indifferently, "When I see Him, I will tell Him about my feelings."
The Sun God smiled, bowed in a self-righteous manner, and said, "If Yingyue is willing to accept me because of your matchmaking, I will definitely reward you handsomely!"
"Then I won't bother you."
The Sun God was quite tactful. Seeing that Han Yi was not in the mood to talk, he said, "There has been unrest in the Weird Mist recently. You'd better not stay too long. I heard that Pang Jian killed You Kui."
"Like us, Youkui is also a middle-level god. You'd better be careful."
After giving a friendly reminder, the Sun God also moved away from the world outside the Thunder Prison.
…
A few hours later.
A figure emitting colorful light came out through the wall of the Thunder Prison and appeared at the place where Fan Di's remains were.
Han Yidun realized something and flew away in a hurry.
…
Also in the depths of the strange fog, Yangluo, who had a human face and a spider body, was not in a hurry to leave.
This cold-blooded god, who surrendered to Luo Hongyan in Purgatory and severely injured Pang Jian in the strange fog, has been secretly keeping an eye on Han Yi, observing his expression and behavior, and watching his worry and sorrow.
"There really is a ghost."
Yangluo sneered.
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ps: shamelessly asking for monthly tickets~
(End of this chapter)