Shi Yan sat indifferently in silence.
Magical images flashed in his head like lightning. Most of them were scenes of fierce battles.
In those battles, he saw many ancient clans, including the Dark Spirit Clan, the Ghostface people, and the Giant Tribe.
Each member of the alien tribes in those images had earth-shaking powers. One strike from them could shatter a mountain, leaving a several-hundred-meter-deep gully on the ground.
Those images weren't connected, and it was hard to arrange them properly.
In his mind, every image was accompanied by the rumbling sound of thunder, lingering in his ears for a long time.
Closing his eyes, he tried to restore order to the images one by one, but he found that it was extremely difficult. It was difficult to truly restore order to them.
During this process, some kind of seal in this world seemed to be lifted. Some scattered memories in the world turned into ancient soul fluctuations, seeping into his head. An extremely blurry pattern gradually formed between his eyebrows.
Five clusters of blood clouds were arranged in a pentagram!
The five clusters of blood clouds looked like an archaic mark, or the emblem of an ancient family. They were imprinted on his glabella, radiating a dazzling blood halo, giving people a brutal feeling.
He didn't know what was happening. He was still sitting cross-legged in silence. The magical images seemed to be extracted from his head, quietly pouring into the mark.
The ancient mark became clearer and fuller as it was supplemented by the images, causing him to give off a strange aura.
A handsome middle-aged man clasped his hands behind his back, standing by him. He smiled until his eyes squinted, looking at him from a hundred meters away.
The War Devil reacted. A dark, evil light shot out from deep in its hollow eyes, as if it could swallow all light.
The five grayish figures that had been surrounding him suddenly reacted. Hissing sounds could be heard as their souls trembled uneasily. They focused all of their attention on the middle-aged man in front of them.
That handsome middle-aged man also had a strange triangular mark on his forehead. That mark became clearer.
"Haha, haha. Interesting. Really interesting." Bao Ao muttered to himself. The smile on his face became warmer. He was so happy that he even rubbed his hands excitedly, as if he was a kid who had seen his favorite toy. He couldn't hide his joy.
The Ice Cold Flame and the Earth Flame, one on the left and one on the right, respectively crouched on Shi Yan's shoulders, showing a burning fire, jumping up and down, extremely restless.
Three flows of soul turbulence stormed deep into Shi Yan's soul. His host soul trembled and woke up.
The wonderful scrolls in his mind all flew into the wonderful blood-colored cloud mark between his eyebrows. He could no longer arrange them in order. He felt a little regretful.
He didn't know that there was a magical mark on his forehead. He was still immersed in disappointment. Shaking his head, he opened his eyes and scolded with his soul, "What the hell?"
The thoughts of the Inner World Five Devils, the Earth Flame, and the Ice Cold Flame reacted quickly, sending out a cautious fluctuation.
His heart shuddered, and he woke up completely. His pupils shrank, and his aura burst out. He glared at the middle-aged man in front of him. All the pores on his body expanded. Flows of negative energy turned into pale-white tentacles, which seemed to be real, and came out of his acupuncture points.
He seemed to have turned into a treacherous demon. His body was covered with pale tentacles, each of which was imbued with terrible negative energy. Each tentacle was two meters long, like the tentacles of an octopus, stretching and contracting around him.
Shi Yan immediately understood that the negative energy had been condensed to the acme, turning from gaseous to solid. His power had increased tremendously.
Each tentacle connected to his acupuncture points. There were seven hundred and twenty tentacles covering his entire body, giving him a marvelous feeling.
It was like those tentacles had become a part of his body, carrying a strange power.
It was caused by using the Rampage power Upanishad to urge the negative energy in his entire body. When he tried to calm himself down, the tentacles retracted magically and stayed dormant in his acupuncture points, turning into the pure, evil negative energy.
At the same time, his Sea of Consciousness was shaken grumblingly. He found that his Essence Qi ancient tree had doubled!
Shi Yan's eyes sparkled.
He suddenly realized that he had entered the Second Sky of Spirit Realm from the First Sky of Spirit Realm unknowingly. His Sea of Consciousness expanded, his soul refined, and his Essence Qi magically harmonized. Even his flesh and blood in his body seemed to have endless energy.
He had leveled up!
"Congratulations, little brother." Bao Ao smiled, walking over naturally. He didn't care about the War Devil, the Ice Cold Flame, and the Earth Flame's covetous eyes.
Shi Yan was tense. The Sky Destroyer divine sword turned into a blood light, appearing in his palm. "Who are you?"
Shi Yan couldn't sense any beam of energy from that man. Shi Yan had reached the Second Sky of Spirit Realm, but he couldn't sense the other's aura. In his perception, the man in front of him didn't seem to exist.
He had this feeling when he was facing Yun Hao.
Shi Yan immediately reacted. The man in front of him was an existence at the same level as Yun Hao. Perhaps, he was much more dangerous than Yun Hao.
"Who am I?" Bao Ao kept silent. He shook his head and said naturally, "Seems like you haven't received the inheritance yet. Yeah, don't hurry. I think you will gradually have more and more memories. At that time, you will be able to sense the subtle connection between you and me. "
ShiYan was bewildered as he didn't know what was going on.
He found that he couldn't understand the other's words. It seemed that the other knew something about him, but Shi Yan couldn't sense the other's realm.
Shi Yan became cautious. Seeing Bao Ao approaching him, he tried his best to adjust the aura in his body. Flows of pure Essence Qi grumblingly stormed into the Sky Destroyer divine sword in his hand.
"Don't be tense. I don't mean any harm." Bao Ao raised his hand, laughing. His voice was pleasant to listen to, which could make people relax. "If I have bad intentions, even if there are one hundred of you, I can only kill you."
ShiYan's face suddenly changed.
"I told you not to be tense. Look, you're getting tense again," Bao Ao chuckled.
While talking, he had already come to ShiYan's side and then slowly stopped. A pair of deep, gloomy eyes scanned ShiYan for a while, then he nodded and said with a smile, "I just happened to pass by and saw you breaking through your martial arts. I was suddenly interested, so I came to take a look. I didn't mean anything else."
Shi Yan didn't answer him, as he was trying to guess the other's identity.
Warriors who could reach this realm shouldn't be unknown in the Divine Great Land. They should be at the same level as Yun Hao. Perhaps, the Hall Master of the Martial Spirit Palace? The Master of the Spirit Treasure Sect?
"Little brother, this is for you. If you can't stay in the Human Clan anymore, remember to find me." Bao Ao patted his head. He suddenly recalled something. His slender index finger touched his forehead.
The strange triangular mark glowed, and a dark gold triangular token flew out from it.
That small token wasn't made of gold or jade. It was a whole body, with many ancient symbols on it. When those simple lines combined, it gave people a strange and ferocious feeling.
The triangular token had the same shape as the triangular mark on that man's forehead. However, this token was a real object.
That token seemed to have a life of its own. It didn't wait for Shi Yan to receive it, moving towards Shi Yan's forehead.
However, before that token could reach the mark on Shi Yan's forehead, it shivered as if it was rejected.
The smile on Bao Ao's face became brighter. He seemed to have predicted it. He chuckled and touched the small token in the air. Then, the small token stopped entering the mark on Shi Yan's forehead and stuck on his neck. Just like a leech, it stuck on his right ear.
A magical triangular mark suddenly appeared. As ShiYan's energy changed, that mark flashed up and down.
When Shi Yan calmed down and didn't urge his energy, the mark faded out. It was so faint that he couldn't see it clearly, as if it had seeped into his skin.
A cold jade-like touch came up on his neck. ShiYan's face changed as he was frightened and shouted, "What are you doing?"
He released his Soul Consciousness to sense. As soon as he touched the token, he was pushed away by the energy of the token. He couldn't sense the situation inside, and he didn't know what kind of binding effect the token had.
Shi Yan was insecure. Someone had planted a token in his body, making him feel like he had become the other's slave. This feeling made him aggrieved.
However, he didn't dare to make a big move. The one in front of him didn't have a beam of dangerous aura, but he was frightened. Shi Yan had a feeling that if the other wanted to, he wouldn't be able to control his life or death.
Bao Ao laughed, looking at Shi Yan's reaction. Seeing Shi Yan's uncertain face, Bao Ao thought it was interesting.
"Don't be afraid. Haha, I'm doing this for your own good. You'll know later." Bao Ao thought for a while, then pointed at his glabella, reminding him. "Pay attention. Don't let anyone see that mark, especially the strong warriors of the Human Clan. Haha, if you do that, you will become the common enemy of the Human Clan. Yeah, that's it. Take care of yourself. If you can't survive in the Human Clan, remember to find me. I'm Bao Ao. If you want to find me, you just need to send your Soul Consciousness to that token. I will know you then. "
Bao Ao smiled, waving his hand. "Take care of yourself."
After that, Bao Ao strolled up to the ninth sky. Under Shi Yan's attentive look, he walked towards the demonic dragon in the sky.
"Human Clan …" ShiYan was frightened as he shouted, "Are you a pagan?"
"I'm Bao Ao of the Ancient Bao family of the Demon Clan. Each family that can be called 'Ancient' has at least one hundred thousand years of history. "Bao Ao beamed a faint smile in the sky. Then, he sat on the hundred-meter-long demonic dragon, laughing and leaving.
As soon as Bao Ao moved, the horrendous demonic beasts from the Demon Area behind him slowly emerged from the clouds behind him, moving towards the Shady Firmament Old Mound with great momentum.
Vaguely, he could see the strong warriors of the Demon Clan in different shapes on those giant demonic beasts. They all looked at him with surprise.
Shi Yan was dumbstruck, his entire body chilled.
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