An evil and cold aura spread out in all directions at lightning speed.
The countless Nether Butterfly corpses on the ground suddenly burned the moment they were enveloped by the aura!
The tender and beautiful flames were like blood, giving people a bone-piercing sense of horror!
Moreover.
It wasn't the fur that was burning, but the flesh and bones of the gods.
The most surprising thing was that there was no smell of charred corpses, nor was there any heat!
The Bird Saint said anxiously, "Wutian, quickly let us hide in the space bracelet!"
Luo Qiang frowned and said, "Uncle Bird Saint, why are you so panicked? Is the Asura corpse fire very terrifying? "
"Nonsense, the Asura corpse fire is a super killing technique that destroys the soul. It's not inferior to the power of Soul Break in the slightest. Most importantly, other than the person who uses it, anyone else will be affected!"
The Bird Saint said in horror.
Back in the central sea region of the Celestial realm, it had personally witnessed the power of the Asura corpse fire.
Now that he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end!
Moreover, the Asura corpse fire at that time was only a high-level sacred art.
Now that it had evolved into a divine level sacred art, the Asura corpse fire was undoubtedly even more terrifying!
The flames on the Nether Butterfly's corpse became even more beautiful!
"Pfft!"
Wutian's face suddenly turned pale as blood spurted out from his mouth.
At the same time, the evil and cold aura retreated back into his body like a tide.
However, the Nether Butterfly's flames did not disappear. They continued to burn like clusters of ghost fire.
Even.
The countless Nether Butterfly corpses had already been burned to ashes. When only the Divine Deity remained, the flames were still there.
Wutian waved his hand and sent Luo Qiang and the other two into the space bracelet.
Following closely.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stretched his hands into the air.
In an instant, all the flames gathered together and condensed into a cluster of flames the size of a fist.
Throughout the entire process, the blood in Wutian's mouth never stopped spurting out.
His face was as pale as a sheet of paper.
Bean-sized beads of sweat also appeared on his forehead.
It was obvious that it was extremely strenuous for him to control this cluster of flames.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye!
As soon as the flames were formed, the Nether Colored Butterflies swarmed over.
But as soon as they entered the range of a thousand miles, the Netherworld Colored Butterflies screamed miserably, and with an indescribable pain, they fell straight to the ground!
Life fluctuations quickly dissipated like a tide.
However, not a single wound could be found on his body!
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Netherworld Butterflies' souls were destroyed by the Asura corpsefire!
Accompanied by loud bangs, they smashed onto the ground and piled up like a mountain in an instant!
"It really works!"
Wutian's eyes shone brightly as he watched the Nether Colored Butterflies die one after another.
He didn't use the Asura Corpsefire very often. Since he entered the Purgatory of Primal Chaos, the Nether Butterfly and the white-haired old man had shocked him repeatedly. He had completely forgotten about this ability.
Earlier, Bird Saint had mentioned the corpses again and again, giving him a sudden inspiration to think of this ability.
At the same time, it occurred to him that it shouldn't be too difficult for him to ignite the Nether Colored Butterfly's corpse fire with his cultivation as a peak Supreme-Being.
In the end, he did succeed in igniting the corpse fire.
Although the process seemed to be very smooth and easy, only he knew how difficult it was.
Fortunately, the heavens didn't disappoint those who worked hard.
With this corpse fire, he could do whatever he wanted in the Purgatory of Primal Chaos for the first time!
But it was only temporary.
Because maintaining this corpse fire required an extremely large amount of mental strength.
Moreover, this was the corpse fire of an early-stage Heavenly Venerable beast!
If it was kept for too long, it would cause serious damage to the soul and body!
Therefore, he had to find the next safe spot before he reached his limit.
With a flip of his hand, he took out a space bracelet and stored all the dead Nether Colored Butterflies in it.
After that.
With the Asura Corpsefire in his left hand and the space bracelet in his right hand, he rushed toward the west!
Wherever he passed, the souls of all the Nether Colored Butterflies that entered the range of a thousand miles were all destroyed without exception!
This was simply a peerless killing technique!
Its power was even more terrifying than Soul Severing!
Along the way, Wutian's face became paler and paler, and his eyes dimmed.
The Nether Colored Butterflies in the surroundings were also charging forward fearlessly. It seemed like they wanted to exhaust him to death!
Gradually, half an hour passed.
Even Wutian didn't know how many Nether Colored Butterflies had been killed by the corpse fire. Their corpses had already filled the two space bracelets.
He also didn't know how far he had traveled.
In short, he would take a supreme divine herb every ten breaths to replenish his mental strength.
Otherwise, he would have reached his limit long ago.
"Why is this safe spot so far away?"
While running, Wutian looked at the endless plain in front of him and frowned deeply.
He remembered that from the starting point to the first safe spot, it seemed to have only taken a few dozen breaths.
But now half an hour had passed. Why hadn't he seen the next safe spot?
"Not only has he mastered two kinds of sure-kill supernatural powers that target the soul, but he can also easily control the destructive energy born from the fusion of divine power and blood. This kid is not only smart, but also very talented."
The white-haired old man was hidden somewhere in the void. When he saw Wutian running in the void, his eyes were full of admiration.
Of course, he could also see that Wutian was now risking his life. But who hadn't risked his life in the Purgatory of Primordial Chaos?
But the results were different.
Some people risked their lives and still might not succeed in entering the second level.
But what puzzled him was that such an excellent person was unwilling to take the initiative to accept the test here.
He had been following Wutian silently, trying to figure this out.
"Eh!"
Suddenly!
Wutian's eyes lit up.
At the end of the land in front of him stood an ancient stone tablet.
The stone tablet was pitch-black and emitted an eternal aura.
There was not a single Nether Colored Butterfly in the thousands of miles around the stone tablet. It was considered a forbidden area.
Could it be the stone tablet that the white-haired old man mentioned?
Wutian's spirit was lifted. He used his speed and quickly came under the stone tablet.
When he arrived, a majestic aura suddenly hit him in the face.
He looked up. The stone tablet was tens of thousands of feet tall and towered into the sky.
He had seen many things that were tens of thousands of feet tall. For example, there were giant mountains that were tens of thousands of feet tall.
But for some reason, in front of this stone tablet, he felt small from the bottom of his heart.
He felt that the stone tablet was the ruler of heaven and earth, and he was a grain of sand between heaven and earth. He was insignificant.
"There are words on the stone tablet!"
Wutian dispersed the Asura Corpse Fire in his hand and soared into the sky. He floated tens of thousands of feet high and looked at the top of the stone tablet.
There were palm-sized ancient words engraved on it.
Every ancient word seemed to be carved with iron and silver, and it was vigorous and powerful.
Su Wenhua.
Qu Shan.
You Mujin.
Chi Zhengyi.
Suo Yang.
Master of the Divine Python.
…
Wutian looked carefully for a while. It turned out that these were all people's names.
Could it be that someone who had entered the Purgatory of Primordial Chaos deliberately left their names here?
He continued to look down.
There were many names that he had never heard of before.
Finally, his eyes fixed on a certain place.
Heaven Destroying Battle God.
Rogue Battle God.
Myriad Battle God.
Transcendent Battle God.
Ancient God.
Demon Emperor Swallowing Spirit.
…
There were hundreds of names on this stone tablet alone.
But he had only heard of a few names.
For example, Demon Emperor Swallowing Spirit was Longhu's previous incarnation.
For example, Ancient God was Gu Tian's previous incarnation.
For example, Heaven Destroying Battle God was the ancestor of the Heaven Destroying Battle Race, Xuanyuan Ao.
He looked further down.
Xian Chang.
Zheng Shan.
Mo Tianfeng.
Wei Bin.
Hong Gao.
He Hangong.
…
He could only recognize many of the names. As for who they were and what era they were from, he had no idea at all.
With a thought, Luo Qiang and the other two appeared.
"Where is this?"
The three of them looked at the stone tablet and then turned their heads to look behind them. Their eyes were filled with confusion.
Wutian shook his head and said, "I don't know either. But there are no Nether Colored Butterflies here, which means that this is a safe place. Let's not worry about that for now. See if there are any familiar names."
The three of them looked at the stone tablet.
After looking carefully for a while, Bird Saint muttered, "There seem to be a few familiar names. I remember, the two old monsters in the Hidden Dragon Mountain Range seem to be called Hong Gao and He Hangong. "
"It's actually them!"
Wutian was shocked.
Back then, when he rescued Han Tian and the others, the scene of being chased by those two old monsters was still fresh in his memory.
Luo Qiang pointed up and asked, "Master, is that Heaven Destroying Battle God Xuanyuan Ao? And that Lord Divine Python at the top, could it be the current Heavenly Venerable Divine Python? "
Wutian said, "It should be them."
Zhang Shi said in surprise, "Gu Tian and Longhu's previous incarnations actually came here before."
"Ever since Longhu left the Dragon Village that day, there has been no news from him until now. I don't know how he is now."
Wutian's face was full of worry.
"Don't worry. His cultivation in his previous life was only one step away from Xuanyuan Ao, which means that he was at least a perfected Heavenly Venerable. With the protection of the God's Bone from his previous life, he definitely won't encounter any danger."
Bird Saint said.
"I hope so."
Wutian nodded.
Next.
The four of them looked carefully from top to bottom.
There were a total of more than 60,000 names on the stone tablet, but they didn't recognize many of them.
After returning to the ground, Zhang Shi frowned and said, "That's not right. Didn't the white-haired old man say that when we see the stone tablet, we will naturally see the entrance to the second level? Could it be here?"
"Let's look around and see if there's an entrance."
After Wutian finished speaking, he took the lead and walked to the left of the stone tablet.
He wanted to see if there were names engraved on the back of the stone tablet.
Bird Saint perched on his shoulder.
But when he came to the corner of the stone tablet, he was stunned.
Previously, his line of sight was blocked by the stone tablet, so he didn't know that there was such a thing here.
Behind the stone tablet sat a pitch-black hall. Every piece of debris, every stone pillar, every door, and every floor emitted an ancient and mysterious aura.
It was enough to see that this was a very ancient hall.
"Damn, this hall is too ancient. I've never even heard of these wood and stone materials."
With a cry of surprise, Luo Qiang and Zhang Shi walked out from the other side of the stone tablet, looking at the hall in disbelief.
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