377 Who Is the Mastermind?
Mo Lianque and the others looked at one another and saw the seriousness in one anotherâs eyes. đđłđđŠđ eđđŻođel. đom
There was no doubt that there was a terrifying existence in the darkness ahead that was releasing a pressure that they could not see, causing those crazy corpse monsters to involuntarily retreat.
As talents personally selected by the Xuanwu Emperor, it was not luck that led them to get here.
âBut⊠what exactly is it?â
!!
Qing Yue could not help but gulp.
Among everyone present, he was the youngest and had the lowest cultivation.
Although he had always looked down on everyone and was very arrogant when he went to the Thousand Autumn Valley, this was because he had always thought that he could surpass everyone as long as he was given enough time.
However, when facing a strange and powerful enemy, the enemy was not going to give him enough time to grow up.
âI⊠Iâm only 11 years oldâŠâ
Qing Yue shivered and his lips turned pale.
Outside the Ancient King War Chariot, the darkness was thick and the gray fog was indistinct. Even with the cultivation of the Primal Core Realm, it was difficult to peep through the obstruction of the gray fog and see what was behind the darkness.
Perhaps it was because of this that Sect Master Fengâs companionâs divine power had lost its effect and they were unable to connect with the two of them.
âYour Majesty, is the entrance you mentioned⊠really here?â Mo Ziâan asked worriedly. âIn my opinion, itâs best to wait for Sect Master Feng to return so we can work together to find the entrance to the third level. Itâs safer that wayâŠâ
âSect Master Feng has already been gone for many days. We canât wait forever.â
When Mo Lianque heard this, he shook his head helplessly. âAccording to the calculations of our ancestors, this is our last chance. As the spiritual energy of the world declines, Xuanwu Kingdom is gradually weakening, and the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons is also gradually weakening. And this era⊠is the moment when the difference in strength between us is the smallest!â
As if he did not want to wait for Feng Xia to return?
Unfortunately, time waited for no man!
If he missed this era, there would not be another one.
Then from now on, the countless humans in the Xuanwu Kingdom would never be able to rise again.
For the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, this might be an insignificant matter, but for Xuanwu Kingdom, it was undoubtedly a hopeless future!
âLetâs continue forward. Our ancestors and I have prepared for this day for too long.â
Mo Lianque took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing. His gaze was calm as he regained his indifferent attitude. âItâs better to rely on ourselves than others. Even without Sect Master Fengâs strength, we must do our best⊠at this stage!â
The atmosphere in the Ancient King War Chariot gradually became oppressive.
Meanwhile, Mo Lianque silently added in his heart.
âMy ancestors⊠have been waiting here for too long!â
Kaboomâ
The Ancient King War Chariot soared into the sky and turned into a magnificent stream of light. It was like a meteor cutting through the sky, illuminating the darkness in all directions.
Not long after that, the darkness suddenly moved.
It was not the light that dispersed the darkness, but the darkness itself that was squirming like an endless sky that moved alongside the desolate ground!
At an unknown height, the gray fog suddenly surged and condensed into figures.
Their shapes and sizes were all different. There were men and women, and there were even different races. However, they were all made of gray fog, and their faces were blurry, making it impossible to see their true appearances.
âOur soul fragments⊠have been destroyedâŠâ
âWho did it? The soul fragment did not transmit its memories back before it died!â
âI can feel that the soul fragment was in great pain before it died, as if it had experienced endless torment. What exactly did it encounter and what did it see before it died?â
The gray fog figures spoke one after another, as if they were discussing something. At every moment, many different voices sounded.
Over the past tens of millions of years, they had created countless soul fragments. It was not as if those soul fragments did not die. However, after the soul fragments died, their memories would be transmitted back to the true form!
However, something unexpected happened this time.
After the soul fragments died, not a single memory was transmitted back.
âItâs fine. Itâs just a soul fragment. If it dies, so be it. Just create another one again.â
At this moment, a rather tall gray fog figure said, âMore than 3,000 years have passed. The restrictions left behind by the Lingyun Kingdomâs State Preceptor can no longer trap us.â
âThere are only two things that we need to focus on now.â
âOne is the current Ruler. His cultivation isnât strong, but he has many tricks up his sleeve. He has repeatedly delayed our escape. If we hadnât tricked him and sent him away this time, we might have to move back the timing of our appearance again.â
âAs for the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom that is still intactâŠâ
At this point, all the gray fog figures paused.
The lofty voice sneered, âDoes the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom really think that no one knows what theyâre planning? They want to resurrect the Supreme Demon Dragon Emperor and turn us⊠along with this world⊠back into the primeval atmosphere forever?â
âItâs just wishful thinking!â
âLetâs send another soul fragment. Since theyâve been thinking about it for so many years, weâll completely destroy their hope and let them see their ancestral land⊠becoming our backyard!â
âFor safetyâs sake, cut off all their hopes and prevent any possible future accidents from happening again. This time, Iâll use my True Spirit Realm soul power.â
Hiss, hiss, hissâ
At this moment, the gray fog seemed to surge.
A shadow fell from the sky. He seemed to have a clear target. In the blink of an eye, he appeared beside a woman.
âXiuâer.â
âAh!â
Hearing the voice behind her, the woman immediately screamed, but then she came back to her senses with a surprised expression. âYour Highness! Is it you? Is it really you?â
...
âItâs me.â
The voice paused for a moment before speaking calmly.
âItâs great that youâre fine!â Upon hearing this, the woman patted her chest forcefully and heaved a long sigh of relief. âI just know it. Your Highness is peerless. How can Xia Donghai do anything to you?â
Originally, after the Holy Son was killed, Mo Zhongxiu had become rather anxious and uneasy.
After all, she had left her homeland and came here alone. Her greatest support was that Holy Son!
If the Holy Son was really defeated, she would become a lonely duckweed with no roots. Her only choice was to hide herself carefully and not let anyone discover her existence.
This was also the reason why she chose to act alone after entering the second level.
However, at this moment, Mo Zhongxiuâs mood was unprecedentedly happy.
This was becauseâŠ
The Holy Son had returned!
âYour Highness, what are you going to do next?â She suppressed her excitement and asked carefully.
...
âStep into the third level and kill everyone!â
The Holy Son spoke slowly.