Almost at the instant the tenth moon appeared in the sky of the World of Nine Yin, the old man in black who was hiding in the fog and meditating outside the Candle Dragon's rapidly petrifying carcass shuddered violently. He swiftly opened his eyes and coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
When he coughed up the blood, it was still bright red, but it soon turned black. When it landed on the ground before him, it let out sizzling sounds. The old man's face was pale, and not a hint of blood could be seen on his face. A spot the size of a fingernail on his forehead had also turned black.
That black color was still slowly spreading out, and a foul stench spread out from that black area, as if something was rotting.
"What a powerful curse …" the old man mumbled to himself in a hoarse voice. His voice was weak, and at the instant he said those words, the black mark on his forehead had already expanded and covered his entire forehead.
The foul stench of rotting became even stronger, and the old man's expression changed. He lifted his right hand and formed a seal before he swiftly tapped the center of his brows. However, at the instant his finger touched the center of his brows, his body shuddered again and he coughed up three mouthfuls of blood.
"Degenerate and become a celestial, the Dao of Immortals fuse with the years, the changes of time!" When the old man said those words with great difficulty, his hands swiftly formed seals before him and he continuously tapped his body. The black mark on his face had already expanded and covered his entire face, and it was spreading towards his neck.
As he said those words and formed those seals, the old man's body swiftly withered. Almost in the blink of an eye, he turned into a dried up corpse.
That dried up corpse looked stiff, and it sat there cross-legged. Due to its life force dispersing, the black mark on its face did not continue spreading. After a moment, cracking sounds came from the dried up corpse that the old man had turned into. Immediately after, a crack appeared at the center of the old man's brows. That crack swiftly expanded, and two hands stretched out from within. They tore at it, and a cracking sound rang in the air.
A large portion of the crack on the dried up corpse was torn open from within, revealing two complete arms. Behind those arms was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties!
The man was completely naked, and he looked as if he had just crawled out of the dried corpse. As he continued to tear it open, his body suddenly walked out of the dried corpse that was the old man.
The middle-aged man's appearance was very similar to the black-robed old man, as if it was him from many years ago.
However, in terms of aura, the middle-aged man was much weaker than the black-robed old man. When he walked out, he was panting heavily, but there was a smile on his lips.
'Destiny is perfectly trapped in the Undying and Imperishable World, and my mission has been completed perfectly. I only need to wait for Master's clone to descend, and I'll be able to make a great contribution here …
Although this curse is strong, it can't do anything to me. I've already planned for this … Hmm? " The middle-aged man was filled with complacency. However, as soon as he finished muttering to himself, his expression suddenly changed drastically. This was because he could clearly sense that a black mark had appeared between his brows!
Terror appeared on the middle-aged man's face. He lifted his right hand and instinctively pressed it against the black mark between his brows. He touched something sticky, and when he lifted his hand, some sticky black threads were pulled out, and a rotten stench assaulted his nostrils.
'This divine ability that Master taught me can even avoid Heaven's Retribution. This Candle Dragon's curse, it's actually …' The middle-aged man's expression became even more terrified. He quickly sat down cross-legged and cast the same divine ability again. His body swiftly turned into a dried up corpse, and very soon, a crack appeared at the center of the corpse's brows. In an instant, it spread out from the center of his body, and a low growl came from the crack. Soon, a man who looked to be in his thirties crawled out from the crack.
The ripples of his cultivation base became much weaker. His appearance was similar to that of the black-robed old man, but he looked much younger. However … at the center of his brows, the moment he walked out, the black mark that seemed to have seeped into his bones appeared once more!
At that moment, this place was very strange. If anyone else saw this, they would definitely be shocked. Beside the man were two dried up corpses with huge cracks at the center of their bodies. One of them was an old man, and he was still sitting cross-legged. However, if anyone took a closer look, they would find that his body was empty, and he was just a human shell.
As for the middle-aged man who was sitting cross-legged, he was also a dried up corpse. His body was also empty, just like a layer of skin.
The man beside him had a pale face, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and monstrous terror.
"Damn it, how could this be?! I've clearly separated myself from that divine sense, and I shouldn't have been too deeply affected by it, but … "The man shuddered, and the black mark at the center of his brows expanded slightly. At that moment, it looked like it was the size of a baby's palm.
"I must find a way to break this curse as soon as possible! It's a curse! Damn it, I don't know much about this strange and ancient divine ability! How am I supposed to break it?! " The man's face was pale. He leapt forward and charged into the distance. As he moved forward, he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the black mark on his face became even bigger.
He would not be mentioned for the time being. All the rotting flesh and bones within the petrified Candle Dragon's body had completely solidified and turned into gray stones.
It did not matter whether it was the Candle Dragon's eyes or the ferocious beasts, all of them had turned into stone. It was especially so for the area around its head. In the midst of the silence, there were two gigantic stone statues. One of them was the dragon snake, and the other was Su Ming's Nine-Headed Dragon Han Mountain Bell.
They were still in the position they were in before they were petrified, and there was a murderous look on their faces. They were in the midst of a battle of life and death. Even if they had been petrified, when anyone looked at them, they could still feel the murderous aura crashing into their faces.
The gigantic mass of flesh that had been spreading outwards in the area previously had also turned into a stone statue. Su Ming stood by its side, unmoving. His eyes were closed, and his body had already turned into stone.
Everything about him had turned into stone, including his clothes, hair, and all the other things. He looked no different from a stone. In fact, the hint of tenacity on his face had been clearly frozen, and he looked as if he was alive.
The small snake and the body formed by the black-robed old man's Divine Sense had also turned into stone statues. The existence of these stone statues within the petrified Candle Dragon's body caused the place to be filled with a strange and deathly stillness …
The only thing that had not turned into stone was the head of the woman of unparalleled beauty floating in midair. Her breath had completely disappeared. Her eyes were wide open, and there was not a hint of life within them. However, if anyone took a closer look, they would be able to see a faint vortex spinning slowly in her right eye.
That vortex was the Candle Dragon's Undying and Imperishable World! That vortex was the pride of its life! That vortex was the source of its pride even though it had become incredibly weak when it faced the black-robed old man's threat!
Members of the Candle Dragon's bloodline could die, but even if they died, they would not be threatened by a normal person. Even if they died, they would choose to die while being devoured by their own kind!
All those who tried to control its thoughts would suffer from its powerful Curse, and it was a Curse that would still strike fear into all those who saw it, even if it was already dead!
It lived by devouring its own kind, because it believed that it was the only one who could ensure that the Candle Dragon's bloodline would exist forever. However, if fate forced it to run into its own kind that it could not devour, then it would willingly use everything it had to give its own kind … a new life!
All of this … was because of its own kind!
All of this … was because of the unique legacy of the Candle Dragon's bloodline!
If anyone magnified the vortex in its right eye, then they would be able to see an innumerable amount of illusory figures within, and one of them was …
Su Ming!
His body drifted about, and he looked like a wandering soul. His eyes were gray, and there was not a hint of intelligence within them. There was only an endless amount of confusion.
He had no consciousness, as if his soul was in deep sleep and could not wake up. At that moment, he could not even be considered to have any instincts. He could only continue drifting about in this boundless world.
There was a large amount of wandering souls floating about like him around him. There seemed to be thousands of them, and almost all of their eyes were gray. They did not have intelligence, and neither did they possess any instincts. They only had … that piercing howl, and they were forced to obey …
Right in front of this group of wandering souls was a soul whose body was clearly larger than the other vengeful souls. There was a small amount of black smoke spreading out from that soul's body, and from the distance, he gave off a murderous aura. His eyes might also be gray, but there was a hint of intelligence within them.
As he let out that piercing howl, the large group of vengeful souls behind him closed in on him, and all of them were sucked dry once the powerful vengeful soul caught them. Once hundreds of vengeful souls were sucked dry, another piercing howl came from the distance. Soon after, thousands of vengeful souls appeared in the direction where that howl came from. The one in the lead was the soul of a man with a ghost's face and his entire body was surrounded by black smoke.
A battle between vengeful souls was carried out just like that.
When Su Ming opened his eyes, he was still not fully conscious. There was only an intense pain that made him feel as if his entire body was being torn apart. It made him grit his teeth and not scream. That pain made him feel as if his body had turned into a leaf that was being torn apart bit by bit. Once it was torn into pieces, it would be gripped tightly, and it would feel as if his bones were being crushed.
If he screamed under that pain, perhaps he would not be able to wake up. It was precisely because he endured that pain that his eyes seemed to have mobilized all his strength in the indescribable pain. It was as if there were countless voices roaring in his ears, roaring in his soul, calling out continuously!
It made him feel as if he had opened his eyes once again. He opened them abruptly!
The moment he truly opened his eyes, he saw the gray sky, the white ground, and the world that had been torn apart for an unknown amount of time …
I'm about to board the plane. It's estimated that I'll only be home after 11 pm. I finished writing this chapter at the airport. I'll update it tomorrow!
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