On the top of the Demonic Stele Mountain, Lu Ming's Suppressing Prison Stele Bloodline resonated with the huge stele.
At this moment, the tremors were getting more and more intense.
Buzz!
The huge stele let out a buzzing sound, and the entire mountain shook along with it. Huge rocks on the ground exploded as the stele slowly rose up.
The stele rose up as if it wanted to follow the Suppressing Prison Stele Bloodline out of the mountain.
Slowly, the stele rose up inch by inch. It seemed like a section of the stele was embedded into the mountain.
Boom!
Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted from under the stele.
This aura was extremely domineering, as if it could dominate the world.
At the same time, a monstrous demonic aura spread out, as if a supreme demon was about to be born.
Amidst the monstrous demonic aura, Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing could vaguely see a tall figure under the stele. This person was a middle-aged man with a burly figure. His black hair draped over his shoulders, and his demonic aura was overwhelming. He looked like a Demon God.
"The aura of a sovereign. This is a sovereign, a Demon Sovereign!"
Lu Ming's heart trembled. He could feel the majestic aura of a sovereign from this figure. This was the unique aura of a sovereign.
"Could it be that this stele is suppressing a sovereign, a Demon Sovereign?!"
Lu Ming's mind raced, and he thought of many things.
"Hahaha, how many years has it been? I can finally escape!"
An excited roar came from the demonic figure's mouth, and a terrifying aura rushed out, attacking Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing.
Lu Ming's five-colored intent surrounded his body, and his True Yuan surged. The dragon force burst out to resist this pressure.
On the other hand, the Heavenly Demon Bloodline appeared above Xie Nianqing's head, and demonic aura bloomed, blocking this aura.
"No, I can't let this Demon Sovereign come out. Otherwise, Xiao Qing and I won't be able to withstand a slap from him!"
Lu Ming's mind turned, and his eyes focused. His mind was completely immersed in the Suppressing Prison Stele Bloodline.
"Come back!"
Lu Ming roared in his heart. Bloody light spread out from his spine, and he used all his strength to control the Suppressing Prison Stele Bloodline.
Weng!
The Prison-Suppressing Stele's bloodline shook violently. Slowly, it was pulled back inch by inch by Lu Ming.
"Come back! Get back here! "
Lu Ming kept roaring in his heart. The bloody light seemed to be on the verge of materializing, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Whoosh!
In the end, the Prison-suppressing Monument bloodline was pulled back by Lu Ming. It turned into a bloody light and flew into Lu Ming's spine, disappearing without a trace.
Boom!
The Prison Suppressing Stele's bloodline was retracted. The light of the huge stele dimmed and fell down again.
"No!"
Beneath the stone tablet, a roar of unwillingness could be heard.
With a loud boom, the huge stone tablet pressed down heavily, causing the entire mountain to shake violently.
The monstrous Demon Might also disappeared in an instant. Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing felt their bodies lighten as they exhaled deeply at the same time.
The two of them looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
The two of them did not expect that there would be a Demon King suppressed on the Devil Stele Mountain. It was no wonder that the Devil Temple Clan members had died. It must be the Demon King's doing.
"Lu Ming, the reason why I felt my bloodline throbbing and the strong attraction force is most likely because of the Demon King!"
Xie Nianqing said in a low voice.
"That should be the case!"
Lu Ming nodded. Xie Nianqing felt it because of the Demon King, while he felt it because of the huge stone tablet. It was a broken stone tablet.
"What is this stone tablet? Why is it resonating with the Prison-suppressing Stele's bloodline? "
Lu Ming had many questions in his heart.
"Lad, quickly use your bloodline and let me out!"
At this moment, a deep voice came from beneath the Prison-suppressing Stele.
It was the Demon King!
"Senior, you are the Demon King, and the two of us are only low-level Spiritual Gods. If we let you out and you kill us with a single slap, wouldn't we be wronged?"
Lu Ming pondered for a moment before he spoke.
"Haha, since you know that I am the Demon King, why would I do such a thing? Since you saved me, you are my benefactor, and I will definitely repay you generously! "
The Demon King continued to speak from beneath the stone tablet.
"Even so, I still don't trust you!"
Lu Ming spoke bluntly.
Lu Ming didn't dare to be careless when facing a Monarch Realm expert. Otherwise, he would be killed with a single slap, and that would be an injustice.
There was silence beneath the stone tablet, and it seemed like the Demon King was thinking about what to say.
After a short while, the voice sounded again, "Lad, your bloodline should be the Prison-suppressing Stele's bloodline, right? I never expected that there would actually be someone who could awaken such a bloodline in the world. "
Lu Ming's eyes flashed, but he didn't speak.
"Lad, let me tell you something. This stone tablet before you is the real Hell Suppressing Stele, and it's the main body of your bloodline!"
The Demon King's voice shook Lu Ming's heart.
"What? This damaged stone tablet is the real Hell Suppressing Stele? "
Lu Ming's eyes suddenly opened wide while tempestuous waves arose in his heart, and he gazed at the enormous stone tablet with disbelief.
"Otherwise, why do you think your bloodline can resonate with this stone tablet? It's because they are one! "
The Demon King continued.
Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing were extremely astounded.
According to legend, all bloodlines awakened by cultivators were traceable in the world, and they really existed.
Some might have gone extinct during the primeval times and the ancient times, and some might even be found in the modern era.
Lu Ming had thought that the Hell Suppressing Stele was an ancient artifact from the distant past, and he never expected that he would see its true form in the world.
This made it difficult for him to calm down.
"According to legend, the Hell Suppressing Stele was a supreme divine artifact in the distant past. Later on, there was a great war and it was shattered into several pieces. The stone tablet before you is a fragment of the Hell Suppressing Stele. The Hell Suppressing Stele suppresses all things in the world. If not for this stele, how could it have suppressed this Emperor?"
The Demon King explained to Lu Ming, his voice brimming with unparalleled confidence.
"Thus, as long as you control your bloodline, you can take away this Hell Suppressing Stele. If your bloodline can fuse with the real Hell Suppressing Stele, you will obtain enormous benefits, and you will also obtain a supreme divine artifact. If you can gather all the other fragments of the Hell Suppressing Stele in the future, you can use this treasure to dominate the world!"
The Demon King continued, his words full of temptation.
Lu Ming was truly tempted, and his eyes burned with passion.
In the end, a bloodline was only a bloodline. It could be called an illusion, possessing part of the power of a real object. It could also be called a kind of inheritance.
For example, a cultivator with a True Dragon bloodline could comprehend a True Dragon Battle Skill and borrow part of the True Dragon's power. The stronger they were, the more power they could display. But in the end, it was not the real body, and it could not be as powerful as the real body.
But with the help of the real body, it was a different story.
Lu Ming had never imagined that he would encounter the true form of the Hell Suppressing Stele's bloodline. Now that he had encountered it, he truly did not want to miss it.
Lu Ming furrowed his brows tightly. Various thoughts were running through his mind.
Should he let it go or not?
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