Ancient devil gods were also called prehistorical devil gods.
They were born before the world was created, and possessed mysterious powers that modern human beings couldn't even imagine. They were incredibly powerful, and once dominated the world.
After the world was created, these devil gods fell one after another for all kinds of reasons. However, they were way too powerful when they were alive, and the marks they left on the great Dao of nature were way too strong. Therefore, even after they died, the marks they left on the great Dao of nature were still lingering in the world.
If someone knew their names and had the power vibration that matched with their names, he or she could gain their powers by offering a sacrifice to them through some mysterious ceremony.
Souls and spirit blood, especially the souls and spirit blood of high-level living beings, would be absorbed by the marks left by these devil gods, replenish the power of their incomplete marks, and even gradually repair the marks left by them.
According to the legend, if enough souls and spirit blood were offered as a sacrifice, these devil gods would return to the human world someday in the future!
These devil gods had already fallen once, understood the great terror of life and death, and struggled back to the human world from the mysterious realm of death. Therefore, these devil gods should have more powerful, more mysterious powers. They could even reach an unimaginably high level, that they couldn't even imagine when they were alive.
Large groups of Jia Clan warriors, who were sealed by magic spells and had no power to fight back, fell to the ground under a heavy rain of arrows. Large groups of dark-kind slave warriors were hacked by the weapons of their own kind, causing blood to spurt out in all directions. Their flesh and blood flew everywhere, while they struggled to crawl on the ground and wailed. Countless non-humankind slaves leaped all over the ground and screamed in fear. They cried in despair, begged for mercy, and then their bodies were penetrated by countless long spears and spears.
Groups of slaves were slaughtered right on the spot. Zhamu led a troop of heavily armored cavalrymen and rushed among the group of slaves. Every time the tens of thousands of armored cavalrymen rushed out, over a hundred thousand defenseless slaves would fall on the ground, covered in blood.
Elite warriors of Earl Yao's territory encircled these slaves from all directions. They walked in orderly steps, coldly and mercilessly wielded the weapons held in their hands like fighting puppets, harvesting the lives of these slaves as much as they could.
Large streams of blood spurted out from the bodies of these slaves, which had strong life-force. Before the blood splashed on the ground, it was rolled up by strong whirlwinds. Blood-red whirlwinds rose from the sky. Si Ming, who had been floating behind Shaosi, took a deep breath, then sent countless streams of blood into his mouth.
"My name is Si Ming. I control life and death, control fortune and misfortune, control diseases, and control all ghosts." While gulping the spirit blood spurted out from those slaves, Si Ming lowered his head, looked at Ji Hao, and said, "Remember my name. Even though I have already fallen, one day, you may need my power!"
Faintly visible silhouettes flew up from those fallen slaves' corpses. Si Ming delightfully opened his mouth and took a deep breath. Then, these faintly visible silhouettes quickly merged into his body.
The greyish-white figure that looked like a thin layer of mist gradually became clearer, and Si Ming's body became much heavier. His eyes were faintly flickering with greyish-white light, but his face was still blank. Apart from his eye sockets, there was no trace of any facial features. There was only a weird rune that twisted like a snake in the middle of his face.
Ji Hao raised his head and looked at Si Ming. Invisible streams of power bumped against each other in the air.
In Ji Hao's eyes, the hazy axe grew brighter and brighter. His entire body glowed with a cyan light, while a lotus emerged faintly under his feet. Ji Hao's primordial spirit floated steadily in his spiritual space. Natural powers surged into his primordial spirit from all directions like ocean tidewater.
Swish! Swish! Three more streams of Yu Yu's Dao of Qi emerged around Ji Hao's primordial spirit. The water-clear streams of Yu Yu's Dao of Qi hovered inside Ji Hao's body for a while. Touched by a trace of essence sun fire, the water-clear streams of Yu Yu's Dao of Qi turned faintly golden.
Si Ming looked at Ji Hao in a complicated way. Abruptly, a voice echoed in Ji Hao's mind, "What a lucky kid … Just say it, what do you want?"
Ji Hao pointed at Shaosi and said straightforwardly, "Improve her power, do everything you can to improve her power."
Si Ming chuckled, then lowered his head and looked at Shaosi. A white beam of light dazzled out of his eyes, surging into Shaosi's body like a flood and said, "As you wish, I am very satisfied with these offerings. Hehe, I can improve this girl's power to the limit that she can bear now … But, your offerings are a bit too much! "
Si Ming's eyes shone as he looked at Yao Mountain City and said, "Eh? A kid who can control life and death? What a shame, he's already been chosen by someone else! But, a descendant of the Disease God? In that case, he's mine too. "
Si Ming seemed to have regained some of his power. He didn't wait for Zhamu and his warriors to kill those slaves anymore. He spread his arms and slightly swung down. Following his move, those slaves, who were sealed by the magic spell and had no power to fight back, screamed together, then their bodies suddenly exploded into puffs of gray dust.
A large cloud of blood-red light mixed with countless hazy silhouettes, swooshed up into the sky, then were swallowed by Si Ming.
Yu Mu, who had been standing on the city gate and watching all this, abruptly shouted out. His chubby body flashed across the air and showed up in front of Si Ming. Si Ming, who was thousands of meters tall, lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, carefully looked at Yu Mu for a while. Then, a sticky, purely black drop of spirit blood suddenly flew out of his body and merged with the spot between Yu Mu's eyebrows at lightning speed.
Yu Mu abruptly howled towards the sky in pain, while dense streams of black mist puffed out from his pores.
Ji Hao felt his scalp was numbed, and he subconsciously took a few steps back. This was an instinctive reaction. Ji Hao had been cultivating himself with the scripture of great Dao taught by Yu Yu. After he attained the great Dao of primordial spirit, he had already attained some mysterious abilities.
The moment the black mist puffed out of Yu Mu's body, Ji Hao's heart beat quickly. His spirit blood was disordered, as if he was being targeted by tens of thousands of the most poisonous snakes. Even his fine hair stood straight up — This black mist was extremely dangerous, so dangerous that Ji Hao didn't even want to touch a little bit of it.
"I have the remains of an ancient Disease God streamer here." Si Ming looked at Ji Hao and said blandly, "Give it to this little fatso … You owe me one, okay?"
"Remains?" Ji Hao raised his head, looked at Si Ming and said in a deep voice, "What can a remains do for us?"
"It can be repaired!" Si Ming gave an evil grin while his eyes shone with a gray-white light, "But it needs a giant amount of blood, flesh, and toxins for it to devour. Then, it will be able to repair itself. You're not a kind person. Little guy, you sacrificed so many lives for your friends. This Disease God streamer is quite suitable for you! "
Si Ming chuckled, then released a white beam of light from his body. Within the white light, a gray, broken long streamer, thickly covered in black spell symbols, quickly merged with Yu Mu's body.
Shaosi and Yu Mu gave a muffled moan simultaneously. The power vibrations released from their bodies soared, while black spell symbols emerged on their skins.
"By the way, I'll purify their ancient god bloodlines." Si Ming laughed excitedly, "In this way, they will be pure descendants of ancient gods."
Ji Hao remained silent, letting Si Ming do whatever he wanted.
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