Seizing another's body was much less compatible than reconstructing the golden body. After all, the reconstructed golden body was formed according to the cultivator's own condition. Although it was impossible to completely match, it was still more suitable than directly seizing another's body.
However, Coiling Dragon had casually taken over a god's body. Under the dual tempering of the immortal sutra and emotional pressure, it had managed to perfectly match his Primordial Spirit in just over ten days.
Was it a coincidence that Lu Qianri's Godking Body was very suitable for Coiling Dragon, or was Coiling Dragon's appetite so good that nothing was taboo?
Chen Hao didn't know.
However, this was undoubtedly a situation that Chen Hao was very happy to see.
… …
"The reaction seems to be very intense …"
Chen Hao muttered to himself as he thought of the expressions on Helian Wuzi and the others' faces when they heard that he had a few more women and children.
"But it really has nothing to do with me … my original body …"
Indeed, Chen Hao didn't feel anything even now. In the depths of his heart, he didn't even accept being a father. Sorry, he really didn't have the joy of being a father, let alone any feelings.
Of course, Chen Hao knew that if he fused with the Second Anima, everything would be overturned. However, as of this moment, he was truly standing in the position of a bystander, complaining about the injustice of his Second Anima.
Chi!
Shaking his head, Chen Hao sent out a beam of energy. In an instant, a huge palace appeared around him and he immersed himself in cultivation again. The Dao Manifestation Immortal Fruit Tree couldn't completely digest the endless vitality that it had devoured in a short period of time. Of course, this didn't require Chen Hao to complete, but Chen Hao had to participate. Before he left, Zhou Qinglong had given him a life seed that wasn't inferior to the Dao Manifestation Immortal Fruit Tree. Even the Dao Manifestation Immortal Fruit Tree couldn't devour it. It could only refine its own vitality and constantly approach its aura.
Even for Chen Hao, this process was very profound and mysterious, and he could obtain great benefits from it.
Chen Hao's goal was to refine the life seed that Zhou Qinglong had given him into his own body. If he could do it, he might obtain a freakish ability like Zhou Qinglong.
His physical body could explode for fun, and with his true Undying Bloodline, how terrifying would he be?
…
"Kill!"
"Kill! Let's fight! "
Three months after Chen Hao and the other human cultivators joined them, those human cultivators, who were much slower than Hu Meiniang and the other human cultivators, finally saw the fleeing non-humankind cultivators from the edges and corners of the core area, who were running away from the core area like streams converging into rivers.
Just like Hu Meiniang and the others back then, they didn't know what was going on. As soon as they saw it, they wanted to fight with their lives on the line.
It was the last dawn, the last hope. All the human cultivators who rushed over at this moment didn't think about going back alive.
However, when they charged forward one by one, they discovered that the foreign race cultivators were like birds startled by the twang of a bow. Many of them, who did not even have a physical body, turned around and fled as if they had seen ghosts. Their auras were not weak, but no one wanted to fight with them.
What was going on?
They didn't know, and they couldn't figure it out. But seeing this situation, the human cultivators, who were puzzled, suddenly became more eager to fight, and chased after them madly. For so many years, they had been forced to flee like rats. Now, they encountered foreign race cultivators who were afraid to fight with them. No matter what the reason was, they would kill them first.
It didn't take long for the human cultivators to figure out what had happened from the outsider cultivators.
As they got closer and closer to the core area, the group of human cultivators grew larger and larger. The name of Killing God Chen Hao, after the Primitive Mystic Realm, once again became the pride of the human race and the nightmare of the nine major foreign races.
Dawn, the dawn of hope, before the human cultivators fought desperately and had time to show their power, had gradually risen into the sky, cut through the endless darkness, and illuminated the entire Ten Directions Territory.
They came to the core area with a pilgrimage heart and saw a palace condensed with supreme Divine Powers.
Above the palace, two words were condensed, blooming with bright light and endless pressure of Dao Law — Proud Heaven.
After surviving a disaster, the human cultivators' eyes were filled with joy and tears of excitement.
They silently and spontaneously knelt on the ground.
Another piece, and another piece …
They knelt for a long time without getting up.
They knelt and wept bitterly, pouring out and venting for their dead Dao companions and brothers and sisters …
At some point, the sound of Sanskrit of the Great Dao, which contained endless Dao Law and immortal light, softly drifted between heaven and earth within a radius of tens of millions of miles around the palace. Countless seven-colored lotus flowers poured down like lotus light rain from the Nine Heavens, bathing all the human cultivators in it.
Another piece, and another piece …
With tears in his eyes, the cultivator closed his eyes and naturally lay down on the ground, peacefully entering the land of dreams.
In the dream, she seemed to see the majestic figure of a True Immortal descending to save all living things. His handsome face and slender figure seemed to see the souls of countless brothers and sisters who had died in heaven. He waved his hand with a smile and left.
The nerves that had been stretched taut for more than a thousand years, and the essence, qi, and spirit that had been exhausted to the extreme, in this dazed dream, forgot all the pain and troubles, and slowly recovered, filled up, and improved …
The soft Sanskrit of the Great Dao gradually became magnificent and vast.
Splash …
An endless amount of Spirit Spring water suddenly gushed out.
The heaven and earth of the Tenth Direction Territory moved and changed because of it.
…
A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.
In the Tenth Direction Territory, with the palace condensed by Chen Hao as the core, the heaven and earth within a radius of tens of millions of miles were full of vitality, and the spiritual spring was torrential. The figures of the human cultivators had already sat cross-legged, and their bodies and minds were calm and peaceful. They were immersed in the magnificent and vast Dao sound, floating in the endless spiritual spring, like newborn babies, without any thoughts, desires, or desires. In a trance, their auras became stronger and stronger.
Break and then stand, break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.
…
Hiss!
In the palace, Chen Hao, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly stopped the chanting of the Sanskrit of the Great Dao. A light flashed between his eyebrows, and a graceful and exquisite figure, full of essence, qi, and spirit, and releasing an extremely powerful aura, curled up her smooth and jade-like body and floated in front of Chen Hao.
Chen Hao gently took her into his arms.
He bent down and stared at her.
When he saw her slightly frowning but suddenly hiding her little face in his arms, Chen Hao showed a smile at the corner of his mouth. Then, he gently raised his hand and cupped her beautiful little face.
"You're sick, and you need to be cured!"
Chen Hao suddenly said. The moment she opened her eyes, he kissed her seductive red lips.
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