It was rumored that in the beginning, all life could come from the water.
In the scholars' imagination, they needed a barren planet, a vast ocean, blazing high temperatures, endless rain, and tens of millions of years.
Under the high temperature and stuffy air, the ocean would continuously boil, gradually cooling down, and then the most basic prokaryotic cells would be born from the most primitive chemical substances.
This was the origin of life.
When the time came, all living things would transform from this primordial soup, and because of this, they would be able to survive, develop, and strengthen …
Perhaps what those scholars said was reasonable, that there really was this type of possibility, that life could be born like this.
Unfortunately, Guo Shouque never had the chance to see it.
Even if he didn't hesitate to enter the Ranch Master's domain, in the abyss below Paradise, he still couldn't find any soil that could create life.
In the end, all he obtained was this pot of remains that had already failed to nurture tens of millions of years ago.
A pot of rotten primordial soup.
The miracle that should have brought life had already been turned into a disaster that devoured all life, an undeniably dangerous and hidden danger.
Anyone with a conscience should have destroyed it at the first opportunity.
Unfortunately, Guo Shouque didn't have this type of thing.
On the contrary, the first thing he did … was immediately attracted by this' soup base 'that was still so active even after boiling for tens of thousands of years, completely enraptured.
It was just so beautiful …
Even if it had already died and failed, the corruption that remained within was just so enchanting, this curse and resentment that welcomed destruction before it was even born was just so cute.
This wasn't the result of scheming, but rather the perfect crystallization of nature.
This type of purity was just so enchanting.
It was just like … a miracle!
And now, a miracle descended upon Kanda Aozhen's head. Gentle and tolerant, he reached out countless hands, offering a hug.
The bamboo basket trembled intensely. After shaking off the outer layer of broken bamboo, it unexpectedly revealed a white jade-like texture and cracks. An ancient and dignified aura flashed past the cracks, and soon after, everything returned to silence.
Only the bamboo basket continued to tremble.
At first, there was a loud rumbling sound, and then there was a faint angry roar. There was constantly lightning struggling angrily, pulling at the edge of the bamboo basket, but no matter what it did, it was unable to push open the lid of the vault of heaven and escape from within.
From the moment Guo Shouque said his name and the moment he responded, everything had already been decided.
Right now, cracks continuously appeared on Guo Shouque's face and body. Under the scorch marks left behind by the lightning radiance, eyes opened one after another, carrying indifferent malice and mockery, disdain as they looked down on the devil realm he had incarnated into.
In the end, the wailing sound gradually disappeared.
A strange fragrance wafted into the air.
As the fragrance lingered, the wounds and eyes on Guo Shouque's body slowly closed and disappeared.
It was unknown whether it was a jade bottle or a bamboo basket, but there was only the sound of boiling inside the container.
A wisp of white mist rose in spirals from the crack, transforming into a strange scene of dancing fairies and heavenly maidens scattering flowers. Pure vitality spread out.
He took a deep breath and let out a carefree moan.
The soup was finally ready.
Guo Shouque smiled and took off the lid. He lowered his head and looked down. In the container, there was only a broken drum floating slowly in the clear soup.
He took out a spoon, filtered out the debris, and casually threw it aside.
Guo Shouque looked at the clear soup in the pot and beamed. It had been a long time since he had encountered such beautiful ingredients. Otherwise, he would not have been able to make such a perfect old soup.
Unfortunately, there was still something missing..
He thought for a moment, rummaged through the box, and found a cabbage. After rinsing it with water, he tore off a leaf and threw it into the pot.
Looking at the cabbage leaf rippling in the clear soup, Guo Shouque nodded in satisfaction.
This was the authentic taste!
Perfect!
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When the sound of thunder in the distance came to an end.
The blizzard finally dissipated.
Accompanied by the shattering of countless icicles, the ferocious long knife crossed a distance of more than forty meters and hovered at Vladimir's throat. The sharp tip of the knife gently touched his carotid artery.
A cold voice came from behind the cracks in the layers of ice walls and giant pillars.
"The work is over, Vladimir."
Vladimir leaned against the wall. There were cracks on his face and body. As the divinity of the Frost Father gradually faded, the huge power was finally squandered.
Gradually, it was beaten back to its original form.
The power temporarily obtained through the Demon Culinary Skill could not be maintained for too long. Once it was digested, the foundation of the Frost Father's descent into the human world would collapse. The power would return to the eternal frozen snowfield, waiting for the next summon. Perhaps there would not be a next time, but the miracle that eternally lingered on the ice field did not care.
The ice field and the storm never cared about the thoughts and feelings of humans.
In the tearing pain, Vladimir panted violently. Under the Frost Father's face, his tattooed face faintly appeared.
"I can still fight, Miss Huai Zhi."
He wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, not caring about the blade in front of his throat.
"I know you can still fight."
Behind the shattered ice wall, the burning figure of the ferocious blood-red light slowly appeared and looked at him calmly. "I also know that you must have something hidden that you have not taken out. I also hope that you will keep it hidden until the end of the competition. Your tricks may not work on me."
In Huai Shi's eyes, the burning Origin Substance shot out a dignified glow.
It shone through the Frost Father's shadow.
Vladimir's expression twitched. In the end, he sighed helplessly, raised his hands, and surrendered.
However, Huai Shi was not in a hurry to close the distance between them. He still maintained a distance of ten meters.
A small clue revealed the general situation.
It was a passive effect brought about by the leveling up of the premonition of death.
Huai Shi could see the signs that were enough to endanger his life from the details.
From the moment the battle began until now, this sense of danger lingered in his soul so intensely that he kept a distance from Vladimir.
The corner of Vladimir's eyes twitched. His expression became more and more helpless.
"Please don't worry, I won't use it. I don't want to kill you."
"No, please don't misunderstand." Miss Huai Zhi smiled politely. "I'm just used to keeping a distance from people who want to suck up to me. After all, you guys always think too beautifully."
In the silence, Vladimir's expression twitched. He sighed helplessly.
He raised his hand, took off the Frost Crown on his head, and pulled off the pale gem.
"What is that?" Huai Shi asked.
"The blessing of the Ice Wasteland." Vladimir shrugged. "However, most people call it the exile of the Frost Father … … Those who are blessed will always be accompanied by storms and ice and snow, and will be completely pulled into the eternal ice and snow wasteland."
The Frost Father's Sacred Mark was the embodiment of the eternal ice wasteland and storms.
Moreover, now that the Frost Father was dead, unless there were other gods to guide them, those who were blessed would sooner or later freeze to death in that non-existent wasteland and turn into ice sculptures.
They would merge into one with the eternal despair and silence.
"It sounds quite interesting."
Huai Shi raised his hand, and the blade in his hand turned. He shook the flat blade, blinked his eyes, and smiled. "Don't you think that gem is a good match for me?"
Okay, I understand what you mean.
Vladimir rolled his eyes. Like a real bootlicker, he raised the gem and obediently placed it on the blade.
Huai Shi didn't pick it up.
The blade turned slightly, and the eternally cold gem turned into Origin Substance and was thrown into the lowest level of the Bone Burial Sanctuary. Hopefully, no unlucky Crow would activate it while it was rummaging around …
"Then, thank you for your gift. Unfortunately, you're a good person. It's impossible for us to be together. I hope you won't pester me anymore –"
After saying goodbye skillfully, Huai Shi took a step back and turned around … his footsteps paused for a moment, but the moment Vladimir heaved a sigh of relief, the reverse Blade of Hatred suddenly crossed a distance of more than ten meters.
It pierced through his thigh and nailed him to the floor.
"What are you doing!"
The Thorn Green Chef Demon let out a miserable growl. He raised his eyes and glared angrily, but saw Huai Shi's expression.
"This little bit of blood, about 400 cc. Just treat it as the interest for wasting time, Mr. Vladimir."
Huai Shi Suzi nodded and said goodbye. "I hope you can have a good rest. I also hope you can pray with me that my client is safe and sound.
Otherwise, both you and your boss will have to pay the price for this. "
He said, "I swear."
In the gradually melting chill, what emerged was a bone-piercing killing intent.
Without looking at Vladimir behind him, Huai Shi turned around and left. Dragging the Blade of Hatred, he sped in the direction of the Crow's cry.
Crisis alert!
But by the time he arrived, everything was already over.
He lowered his head and saw the heavily injured steel Crow.
And the corpse on the ground.
The color of blood gradually spread to his feet.
Damn it …
Huai Shi closed his eyes.
He was late.
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Twenty minutes ago, after the illusion of the sky and earth spinning descended, everything in front of him became completely different.
Zhen Xi raised her head in shock and looked around at the glass palace around her, as well as the dense blood light in the air.
In her shadow, the steel Crow suddenly let out a cry, spread its wings, and rose up to protect her, devouring the blood light that gathered around her.
But the malice that spread through the bloodline could not be stopped. The malice that spread in the blood constantly triggered all the evil thoughts. Any moment of loss of control for a moment would lead to distortion and fall into hell.
No matter how thin the side bloodline was, it would be infected and corroded by his Avalokitesvara.
This was even more malicious than the rancher's' sacrificial ritual '…
"Ugh!!!"
Zhen Xi subconsciously bent down and vomited in a sorry state. Tears and snot almost flowed out until she was about to vomit bile.
She felt as if she had fallen into a cesspool.
She had no idea what had happened.
It was not until she saw the vaguely arched and slowly crawling 'worms' in the vomit that she retreated in horror and looked around.
There were also other people screaming in fear.
Right in front of Zhen Xi's eyes, the frightened maid suddenly fell to the ground. Her legs twitched violently and twisted into an almost strange angle.
Through the skirt, she could vaguely see that the squirming limbs were no longer in a normal shape. Something was rapidly bulging, expanding, and multiplying in a deformed manner …
When pairs of hungry eyes looked up and looked at her, Zhen Xi vaguely understood what was going on.
Following Miss Huai Shi's teachings, at this time, she first had to take a deep breath and try to show a very sincere and serious attitude. Then, she had to maintain her politeness and stand firm.
Finally, she had to bow 90 degrees.
"Sorry for disturbing you. Goodbye!"
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