With the passage of time, the Five Colored Sacred Mountain was gradually covered in dust.
Only dust could land on it. The density of the Sacred Mountain was so great that no plants could take root and sprout here.
Even a little bit of moss could not appear on the Sacred Mountain.
In the gloomy underground abyss, there was only thick earth energy that permeated the air, making the Sacred Mountain even more stable.
On the Sacred Mountain, a special Domain Armament had already fused with it.
The Gravity Domain Armament and the Sacred Mountain had been fused with the earth energy for many years. It was difficult to distinguish them from each other, forming a super powerful Domain Armament.
Unfortunately, this Domain Armament had lost its owner. Neither Lusman nor Imperial Sky could take this Domain Armament for themselves. They no longer had the ability to do so.
If there was any life under the Sacred Mountain, it would be in eternal slumber there.
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At the bottom of the Sacred Mountain, this place was connected to the Eternal Frozen Earth of the underground abyss. There were almost no gaps in the density.
However, there was a little light of life under the Sacred Mountain that persisted unyieldingly.
This was Lin Zhen, the once all-powerful Ghostface King who had been crushed miserably under the Sacred Mountain.
Lin Zhen was not dead. There were many reasons why he was still alive.
First of all, Lin Zhen's powerful defense had helped him withstand this calamity.
Apart from his defense, there was another extremely important reason. When he had received the eight hammer attacks and was suppressed by the Sacred Mountain, there had been another person who had helped him share the damage.
That person was the Hatred Master.
As the saying went, if the sky fell, there would be a tall person to hold it up. This tall person could be understood as being tall or having great power.
The Hatred Master was held back by Lin Zhen and could not leave. Because he was more powerful, the Hatred Master had been under the greatest pressure when he was attacked by the Sacred Mountain.
This had saved Lin Zhen's life. His body had basically shattered under such heavy pressure, but his soul had held on because of this.
The Mixed Yuan Armor was worthy of being called a top-grade armor. Although it was deformed under the pressure of the mountain, it still left a small gap for Lin Zhen so that his body wouldn't shatter completely. There was still some flesh left inside the armor.
But because of the great pressure between God Mountain and the ground, Lin Zhen's body couldn't recover in this narrow space. So, Lin Zhen was basically a soul now. At least, his body couldn't recover yet.
When the Divine Mountain first began to suppress it, the Lord of Hatred by Lin Zhen's side had fiercely resisted.
As the saying went, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility. The Lord of Hatred appeared with full confidence, thinking that he could take advantage of the situation. Unfortunately, he was tricked by Lin Zhen and was completely trapped here.
He was indignant. He still had the ability to resist, but in the end, he didn't expect Emperor Sky and the others to add in another high-grade domain equipment.
The weight of the divine mountain, which was comparable to a star system, increased by a few times, crushing the Hate Lord who was trying hard to resist.
His body had been completely shattered. Right beside Lin Zhen, there was only a little bit of blood flowing.
The space here was only enough to hold a little bit of blood. The Lord of Hatred was like that, and so was Lin Zhen.
Both of them didn't die, but they couldn't really revive. They could only exist in the form of blood. They didn't like each other, but they couldn't do anything to each other.
Lin Zhen swallowed the Ruler's Elixir. There was a period of weakness, but now that his body couldn't recover, it didn't matter whether he was weak or not.
At the very beginning of entering the bottom of God Mountain, the Lord of Hatred mocked Lin Zhen with all his might.
"Little b * stard, how was it? Did you waste your effort? Did you think that swallowing the Ruler's Elixir could kill me? But I still survived. Now, you're just a drop of blood. What can you do to me? "
Lin Zhen snorted in the face of the Lord of Hatred's mockery.
"How ridiculous. You're nothing more than a drop of liquid, and you're still in the mood to laugh at me? You thought you were strong enough to rush out, but in the end, you were still dragged by me to be a cushion even when you had the upper hand. I can't get out, but can you? If I were you, I'd just throw myself against my own wall and evaporate, so as not to live and embarrass myself. "
The proud and arrogant Lord of Hatred was furious. "You're really looking for death. At this point, you're still talking nonsense with me. When the other Lords of the Abyss arrive, it'll be the time for me to get out. At that time …"
"Okay, okay, stop daydreaming. If I'm not wrong, the other Lords of the Abyss won't be able to sense it unless you're really dead. Now that you're still alive in the form of a little tadpole, they won't be able to sense it. Birds don't shit here, and the Dimensional Universe can't receive radio waves. You can just prepare to enjoy the scenery here for a hundred trillion years."
The Lord of Hatred was not a fool. Of course, he could understand what the little tadpole meant. His poisonous tongue toward Lin Zhen made him seethe with anger.
"You're a God King, after all. Don't you think it's a disgrace to say such things?"
"Haha! What a coincidence. I might as well tell you that I'm actually just a Middle God. I haven't even reached the level of a Higher God, let alone a God King! How's that? Is it a surprise that a Middle God like me, who's almost a Middle God, managed to bring you to this extent? Are you happy? Are you surprised? "
Hearing Lin Zhen's words, the Lord of Hatred was stunned for a moment, and then he flew into a rage.
If he had fought with a powerful God King to this extent, he would have accepted it. However, he was actually almost killed by a Middle God. How could the Lord of Hatred accept this?
He roared and wanted to scold Lin Zhen.
Although his strength was much higher than Lin Zhen's, when it came to scolding people, even ten Lords of Hatred were not a match for Lin Zhen.
Having been baptized by five thousand years of civilization and being reborn, Lin Zhen's mastery of language and civilization was far from what the Lord of Hatred, who had lived in the Underground Abyss all day and had not even seen much sunlight, could compare with.
When Lin Zhen was alive in his previous life, he was bored. He had seen something called a microphone. He had a good memory, and he could talk about those things for three days and three nights without repeating a single sentence.
Anyway, he had nothing to do now. When Lin Zhen had nothing to do, he would scold the Lord of Hatred wildly.
The Lord of Hatred could understand some of the words, but he could not quite understand some of them.
However, after living for so many years, his ability to understand was still pretty good. He could definitely understand that Lin Zhen was scolding him.
He wanted to fight back, but his poor language library could not organize any decent words at all.
Often, when he was scolded by Lin Zhen until his face was red and his neck was thick, he could not help but understand the meaning of Lin Zhen's words. After understanding, he felt a burst of anger.
Of course, it was an anger that was useless.
The communication between the two of them was a communication of spiritual power. The sun, moon, and stars rings above Lin Zhen's head were almost embedded in the soil. Lin Zhen could still use the power of this spiritual power to continue scolding him.
The Lord of Hatred's spiritual power was not stronger than Lin Zhen's. Every day, Lin Zhen's words echoed in his spiritual sea like a fly, almost driving him crazy.
There was no possibility for him to cultivate at all. In the end, he simply sealed off his spiritual sea. He would rather be a silent person than communicate with Lin Zhen, not even a single word.
No one came to his rescue. He was almost desperate. He could only wait here for the day when he could see the light of day again. At that time, he swore that he would stay far away from this scolding person and never see him again.
After finally dealing with the Lord of Hatred completely, Lin Zhen did not sit still and wait for death.
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