Dao Ancestor Wang's "Indestructible Grasp" only existed in theory.
It was a powerful and limitless resurrection technique.
You could leave a seal by shaking hands.
But by being "killed" over and over again, you could increase your resurrection speed.
In the end, you could reach an indestructible state.
That is … even if your entire body was smashed to pieces and only a pile of ash was left.
It could also be restored to its original state within a few seconds.
"As expected, the tomb keeper of the Heavenly Tomb is no ordinary person. I've underestimated you. "
The Grave God stared at the old woman with his purple eyes.
He seemed to be deep in thought, as if he was planning something.
"As long as I'm here, you won't be able to take a single step into the Heavenly Tomb."
The old woman sighed slightly.
The next second, the flame in her hand suddenly grew, as if to represent her anger and unending battle intent.
The temperature in the air continued to rise.
The small lantern shone like a star, releasing endless light and heat.
The surrounding space seemed to have been melted, like window paper. Under the intense heat, holes were melted into them.
These holes seemed to be in a mess.
But in fact, they were arranged in a certain order.
The old woman had arranged these holes into a formation and surrounded the Grave God.
She was trying to burn him with the Sacred Flame!
Since a large-scale attack could be easily blocked by the "Weakling Scatter".
Thus, there was no better choice than to adopt a sparrow strategy and launch attacks from all directions at the same time.
The Grave God's expression was still calm.
He stared at the lantern in the old woman's hand for a few seconds and opened his mouth.
With a 'rua' sound, he spat out a Golden Leaf Sword from his mouth and shot it straight upwards!
Then, there was a buzzing sound!
A golden rain of swords burst forth and rained down densely on him.
Wherever the sword energy of the golden sword passed, all the holes the old woman had set up were cut open and disappeared.
"You can't escape now." The Grave God chuckled.
He didn't take the old woman seriously at all.
Since he already knew her resurrection method.
He had already thought of a way to break it.
His evil eyes weren't blind.
He could tell that the old woman wasn't a normal human.
If his judgment was correct, this old woman and the lantern in her hand were originally one body …
This was the spirit of the lantern!
The other party cleverly transferred the seal of the Indestructible Grip given to him by Daofather Wang to his own lantern.
As such, as long as he held onto the lantern, the engraving effect would activate continuously, allowing him to continuously resurrect.
Perhaps this kind of roundabout behavior was for insurance.
In order to prevent this engraving from falling into the hands of others.
The Grave God didn't expect to be so lucky as to bump into her.
"Old thing … everything you've done will eventually become my stepping stone." He sneered.
In the next moment, he stretched out a finger and wrote something in the air.
The old woman's expression changed drastically when she saw this, "Death's Decree …"
This was an extremely powerful killing curse technique! Furthermore, it was specifically targeted at Artifact Spirits!
The old woman did not expect him to see through her identity.
For the past ten thousand years, she had maintained her human form day and night, condensing a body of flesh and blood to make herself look more like a human.
Who would've thought that the Grave Goddess would still be able to see through him?
When the "Death Decree" was launched, the old woman could clearly feel that an invisible decree was forming in the space.
There was no time to think at all.
The Grave God wrote a string of black words in the air, which turned into a long decree that pressed down on her!
The universe shook!
A loud explosion occurred.
The old woman was surrounded by a ball of black light.
The powerful power of the decree caused her body to tremble. She felt her blood evaporating.
"Not good …" Her human form was about to collapse.
Under the influence of this powerful Law, his original appearance was revealed.
"You're just a junior in the end." The Grave God sneered.
In the next moment, he flipped his hand and pressed down. The old woman knelt down under this decree that targeted Artifact Spirits. She could no longer hold the lantern in her hand.
She saw through the Grave God's intentions and used the last bit of her strength to try and detonate herself!
Although the Indestructible Grip engraving was a resurrection technique, if one chose to commit suicide … they would not be able to resurrect.
The old woman knew that the Grave God wanted to steal this engraving, so she decided to destroy it along with the engraving.
Unfortunately, she was still one step too late.
Just as the lantern left her hand.
The engraving on the handle of the lantern actually fell off and flew towards the Grave God's hand.
Engraving transfer …
The old woman was shocked. She didn't understand how the Grave God did it.
"You're no longer of any use."
The Grave God happily received the engraving. He felt that his battle power was much stronger than before.
He stared at the old woman and decided to give her a quick death.
Weng!
In the next second, the decree exploded and gave off a bright light.
The old woman was instantly killed by the decree.
She became dust in the universe …
"Now, no one can stop me from entering the Heavenly Tomb." The Grave God smiled proudly.
Then he stepped into the spatial crack that he had been looking forward to for a long time.
…
The pain of being disintegrated by the curse was no different from being executed by a thousand cuts.
However, everything happened too suddenly.
The Grave God was so strong that the old woman didn't even have time to scream.
But in reality, her scream was transmitted to other spaces.
In the "Forsaken Land of the Gods", the bronze cat sitting on the Forsaken Pillar of the Gods was leisurely licking its paws.
Suddenly, the Forsaken Land of the Gods started to shake.
The bronze cat's eyes shrank in alarm. He quickly jumped down from the pillar and started to search for the source of the shaking.
In the next second, he suddenly raised his head.
Because this wasn't an earthquake, but a vibration of the universe, causing the entire Forsaken Land of the Gods to shake …
"This phenomenon, could it be …" The bronze cat frowned.
Then, it saw that in the dark sky of the Forsaken Land of the Gods, there was suddenly another bright light, like a meteor, rapidly streaking across the sky …
An old woman whose entire body was ignited in God's Fire screamed in pain as she approached the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
As expected, it was just as the bronze cat thought.
This was the resonance of someone's soul being ignited and falling into the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
In reality, it was reminding him that a customer's soul was burning, and he hoped that he could save it.
But the speed at which the old woman's soul was burning was too fast.
The soul had yet to completely fall into the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
It had already been completely incinerated in mid-air …
The bronze cat couldn't save it even if he wanted to.
"How could this be …"
He could empathize with the old woman's despair.
As the ruler of the Forsaken Land of the Gods, he could only watch as his "customer" was burned to a crisp.
This kind of mournful scream was a terrifying way of dying that exceeded the laws of the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
This made the bronze cat think of a person.
"Was it done by that person …" The bronze cat still had lingering fears.
He didn't expect that one day in the future, the heaven-defying Evil God from back then would break out of the ground!
That old woman with the lamp was the guardian of the Heavenly Tomb!
But she was so easily killed by him …
The bronze cat felt that this was very unusual.
That Evil God's reappearance was a big deal!
He had to find someone to discuss this with as soon as possible.
Otherwise, the universe would be thrown into chaos …
But his movements were limited, and he could only move around within the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
How to send this warning to those who were still alive was a problem …
Thus, at this moment, the bronze cat thought of another person.
That's right …
Among all the regular customers of the Forsaken Land of the Gods, there was a guy who left as he pleased.
He didn't give it any face at all.
This guy was none other than that stupid groundhog …
It was said that after changing its body, this guy was now autistic because it was missing an important part.
Even now, it was still in a "petrified" state.
This was actually what the bronze cat wanted.
Because in this way, it could actually directly enter its soul and communicate with the groundhog.
Even if it couldn't leave the Forsaken Land of the Gods, it could still send a message.
But the prerequisite was that after it sent the message, it had to ensure that the groundhog would wake up …
At this moment, the bronze cat sighed helplessly.
Wasn't it just missing that thing?
It didn't know what was so autistic about it.
To a cat, not having reproductive functions could actually allow it to live longer.
Thinking back to when it was castrated by Dao Ancestor Wang, it didn't say anything …
On the contrary, to the bronze cat, it was two less lumps of burden.
Its entire body was made of bronze, and when it ran, the bottom of its body would constantly collide with the sound of bells.
This was too awkward.
Thus, it was better not to come.
…
On the other side, within the astrolabe, Tian and the monk were playing chess in the living room.
Tian stared at the chessboard and said, "After this game, you can leave."
The monk smiled. "This game will probably take a long time."
Peng Xiren poured tea on the side, like a bullied wife, and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
Tian's residence was quite modern, and every room was extremely large … to the extent that one had to use spatial compression to enter the next room.
There were many secrets regarding Tian in the residence. Before the monk could finish his tour, he was dragged into the living room by Tian to play chess.
Although it was called a living room, it was actually a boundless ocean.
It was said that Tian had spent a huge amount of money to build it.
It could be used as a living room, or as a swimming pool …
There was a chessboard on the beach.
And this was the place where the monk and Tian were playing chess.
Tian glanced at the monk. "If you want to eat fruit, please get it from the tree over here."
He basically didn't have any guests here, so he designed the living room like this.
As for the problem of preparing snacks when guests came, Tian had also thought about it.
He had planted an orchard on the beach.
The fruits on it were always the freshest and most ripe, ready to be eaten at any time.
The monk held a white chess piece and glanced back and forth at the chessboard. "Isn't it tiring to disguise yourself like this?"
Tian frowned slightly. "Monk, what do you mean?"
Monk Golden Lamp looked up and smiled. "You should have cultivated a human form long ago, right? In order to maintain your dignity, you still maintain your original appearance. "
Tian chuckled. "It's just a body. No matter how good-looking it is, it's useless to me. "
After all, he was an ancient figure, and he didn't care about the appearance that people cared about.
Because he was a person with no desires, and he had never thought about marrying a wife and having children.
As a special dharma spirit, although he had his own independent consciousness, he could also enjoy the rights of a normal living being.
But the longer he lived, the less important things became.
Tian frowned. "Monk, are you deliberately stalling for time?"
He didn't expect the monk to ask this question, and was a little displeased. He just wanted to send the monk away as soon as possible so that he could have some peace.
"You have to let me think about it carefully. Every move is crucial … "
"…" Tian's mouth twitched.
This was the first time he had seen someone hesitate in a game of Gomoku!
In fact, the monk was indeed stalling for time.
Including the process of playing chess, he would add some small talk from time to time, all for the sake of some follow-up considerations.
And when the white chess piece in the monk's hand finally fell.
The seawater on the side suddenly began to boil.
At this time, Tian looked at the sea and said, "A mighty figure has fallen."
The seawater he had set up could capture the echoes of Almighties in the universe. As long as an Almighty died, a special wave would be captured by the seawater after their death.
"This Sea of Beginning is magical." The monk sighed. "It's not the first time you have seen it, right?"
"Every day, every moment … even every minute and every second, someone will die."
Tian said, "There's nothing magical about the fall of a mighty figure. Even a Progenitor will become dust in the universe after death. "
At this time, Peng Xiren looked at the boiling seawater of the Sea of Beginning and seemed to suddenly think of something. His face immediately turned ugly.
"You'd better behave. There's no future with that kind of evil god. "
Tian reminded coldly, "If the Dao Ancestor knows about this, he won't let you off easily."
"No … Brother Zheng, I thought of something bad …"
Peng Xiren's face turned pale. He tried to use the power of starlight to call his body.
In the end, he was shocked to find that his body had been moved!
It wasn't in the Star Devouring at all!
"Oh no! The Heavenly Tomb has been discovered! "Peng Xiren turned pale with fright.
"What did you say?" Tian's expression instantly became serious.
At this time, he looked at the monk as if he already knew something. He gritted his teeth and said, "Monk, are you in cahoots with that evil god? Did you already know something and deliberately stall for time here? "
"You're only half right."
At this time, Monk Jin Deng said with a smile, "Stalling for time is true. But how could this poor monk be in cahoots with that evil god? "
"You already knew he was going to steal the Heavenly Tomb!"
Tian was agitated. "You never thought about the consequences! If that evil god gets the other half of his soul, how strong will he become?! "
"It's better to be stronger." The monk smiled.
"What do you mean?" Tian was puzzled.
"I came here to play chess with you because I wanted to stall you. So that you wouldn't be in such a hurry to die. As for the rest, Ling Zhenren is here, "the monk said.
Tian's face was doubtful. "But that's an evil god …"
The monk was equally doubtful. "So what?"
Tian: "?"
The monk: "Ling Zhenren said that this person is a little stronger. It'll also feel better when I draw him. "
Tian: "???"
…
On the other side, Wang Ling was indeed worried about two things.
The first was that Leek Sasaki had informed the Rainbow Seven that they were going to hold an upper-class student exchange meeting at noon to celebrate "Nine Paths and the selection of a five-member delegation."
His head hurt at the thought of meeting people he didn't know again.
Then he heard that he was going to bring a magic treasure for display at the meeting at noon … this gave Wang Ling an even bigger headache.
He didn't lack magic treasures, but he was afraid that if he took one out, it would blind this group of people.
Wang Ling had initially planned to bring his enchanted long johns over.
But Wang Ming immediately rejected this proposal on the spot.
"These long johns are amazing artifacts. Those people don't know what's good for them, so it'll be a waste." Wang Ming didn't want Wang Ling to bring any enchanted magic treasure.
Because if he did, it would be letting this group of people off lightly …
These long johns had saved his life back then, and he still had an impression of it.
How could this group of people be worthy of his little brother's enchanted long johns?
Were they worthy?
Thus, Wang Ling had no choice but to think of another way.
He felt that it wouldn't work, and when the time came, it would be better to let Jingke sacrifice his body … Of all his magic treasures, it seemed that Jingke was the only one who looked relatively ordinary.
Inside Wang Zhibao's pants, almost all the magic treasures that the Heavenly Dao had given him were shining, and one look was enough to tell that they weren't ordinary.
If he took them out, they would be too dazzling and outstanding.
But there was still some time before noon.
Wang Ling felt that he might have a better idea in a while.
At that moment, Wang Ming had gone to study the small box outside the black stone, and Wang Ling happened to be the only one left in Jiu Daohe's dormitory.
He felt that this was a good opportunity to study the "Supreme Corpse Winding Painting."
This was a primordial chaos weapon, and when it was opened, it had infinite power.
Before opening it, he had made thorough preparations. He had used the King's Eye to isolate the space he was in and form a mirror space.
This was an ability similar to a parallel space. If he opened the corpse winding painting here, it wouldn't affect reality even if something happened.
Of course, he had hung Jingke on the dormitory door.
It was true that the peach wood sword had the ability to ward off evil, but this was in fact to prevent the powerful resentment emitted by the corpse winding painting from leaking out.
These primordial experts had been suppressed inside a long time ago.
When it had been opened in front of Wang Ling earlier …
The sight of the wailing and struggling white bones inside had left a deep impression on Wang Ling.
These primordial experts had been forcibly suppressed in the painting, and because they couldn't escape, they could only gradually grow old and die in a sitting posture, becoming skeletons inside.
How sorrowful was that?
Although they couldn't be defined as ghosts, it was obvious that their resentment was extremely heavy.
Wang Ling didn't open the corpse winding painting to its full extent, which was at least ten thousand li wide.
He had only opened a small part, about two meters or so, but that dense, murderous aura already assailed his nostrils.
"What a powerful painting." Wang Ying was also alarmed by the aura of the corpse winding painting, and took the initiative to appear next to Wang Ling.
Crossing his arms, he stared at the white bones in the painting.
It was only two meters wide, but there were already hundreds of white bones inside.
How many primordial experts had this corpse winding painting suppressed for so long?
Wang Ling and Wang Ying sighed with emotion in their hearts.
Primordial experts sounded like very rare existences.
But compared with the vastness of the universe, these primordial experts were nothing more than a drop in the ocean.
These primordial experts had been waiting for the day when the corpse winding painting would change hands and fall into the hands of someone who wasn't as strong as them.
They had been waiting in the corpse winding painting for an opportunity.
Gu's existence could be considered a psychological shadow for them.
That extremely ugly dharma body spirit looked terrifying, and was also terrifyingly powerful.
They didn't want to be directly reduced to ashes when they got out.
But now, after Wang Ling had opened the corpse winding painting to two meters.
The scene in front of them made some people think that their opportunity had come.
"The corpse winding painting has changed hands! Here's our chance! "
A spotlessly white bony hand grasped the opportunity and stretched out impatiently.
"Heh, there's actually someone who's courting death stretching out his hand." Amused, Wang Ying also stretched out her hand and warmly shook hands with the white bones.
Kacha!
This skeletal hand was directly crushed into powder by Wang Ying.
"Sorry, I used too much strength," Wang Ying apologized without any sincerity.
Sure enough, with this one shake.
The remaining white bones in the painting became a lot more well-behaved, and no one dared to stretch out their hands again.
On the side, Wang Ling rolled his eyes at Wang Ying.
Jingbai had chopped the corpse winding painting to pieces with his sword earlier so that these primordial experts in the painting wouldn't be traumatized.
When he had restored the corpse winding painting, he had used his power of sight to erase the scene where Jingbai had chopped the corpse.
That was to say, all the primordial experts in the corpse winding painting now had no idea what on earth had happened.
When they opened the painting now, they saw Wang Ling and Wang Ying, two youths who looked like twins.
They had thought that their chance to escape had finally come.
In the end, Wang Ying's grip instantly revealed his savage nature … and this group of people were so frightened that they trembled in the painting.
After a few minutes, an old voice rang out from the painting.
Although the voice was also trembling, it sounded very bold. "Who on earth are you? Where is Mister Gu? "
"He mercilessly imprisoned you in the painting, and you still call him Mister Gu?" Wang Ying was amused.
This was clearly an old case of "Stockholm Syndrome."
Simply put, this was the victim's psychological dependence on the perpetrator.
"The world in this painting was born from chaos, and it can get whatever you want. It's just that it's all fake. This old man was one of the first to come in. I've long since accepted my current situation. "
The old voice said, "But there are also some people who don't want to live in this fake world."
"I see. Then who are you?" Wang Ying nodded and asked.
"My name is Zhang Qi, and my courtesy name is Zisteal," the old voice replied.
Through the King's Eye, Wang Ling saw the old man's life story.
Zhang Qi, also called Zhang Zisteal … he was actually an ancient godly thief.
He could be considered as a weirdo among the ancient powerhouses.
No wonder he had adapted so quickly to the predicament of being trapped in the corpse winding painting … it turned out that he had been locked up many times because he liked to steal other people's things.
Wang Ling wondered if it was because people who liked to steal felt like they had returned home when they were locked up in a prison or something like that.
So this was a "ancestral skill"?
Wang Ying: "Then why were you imprisoned?"
This was in fact a very awkward question.
For people who had been imprisoned in the corpse winding painting, almost everyone had a past they couldn't bear to look back on …
"Naturally it was because I stole Dao Ancestor Wang's things … but this old man returned them after using them," Zhang Zisteal said after a moment of silence.
"And then you were imprisoned?"
"That's right … that old thing, he was too unreasonable!"
"What on earth did you steal?"
"A lonely woman. I heard she was the king of the god world. "
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