As Wang Xing spoke, he activated the Origin Flame and condensed it on his finger. Then, he pointed at the tomb.
Sizzle!
When the Origin Flame touched the tomb, an ear-piercing sound rang out.
Mo Long looked at the flame on Wang Xing's finger, his heart filled with fear. "It's melted! The hard stone melted! Is this the kind of flame that can melt my scales? It's terrifying! It's a hundred times stronger than the godfire of a god!" Mo Long looked at the flame on Wang Xing's finger, his heart filled with fear.
"Dean, you're so strong!" I'm God said in shock. "I feel like this flame can melt space."
"Crack!"
A crisp sound could be heard as the stones of the tomb were burned and cracked.
Wang Xing saw a glimmer of hope, and he pushed the Origin Flame even harder. The Demon Dragon, on the other hand, was so excited that he picked up the big rock that had fallen.
The stone had been permeated by the godpower of a god, and its structure had changed. It was now an excellent material for refining.
"Have you never seen anything like this before?" I'm God said disdainfully.
"What do you know? I know how to live," Mo Long argued. He didn't even let go of the falling stone.
Six hours later …
Wang Xing's Origin Flame had burned a 100-meter-long passageway out of the 1,000-meter-wide tomb.
"Crack!"
Another crisp sound could be heard as a large rock fell down. Mo Long went up and hugged it with a smile on his face.
"Idiot!"
I'm God said disdainfully. Then, he was pleasantly surprised. "Dean, it's through!"
Behind this stone, a circular space appeared.
Wang Xing nodded. "Let's go. Let's see if there's anything good inside. The tomb of a Consummate God should have at least a few god items."
I'm God and Mo Long looked on expectantly.
The tomb was so dark that they couldn't see anything. Wang Xing frowned. "The magical laws of the Godsfall World are chaotic, and divine sense is imprisoned. This sudden darkness is blinding us."
But at this time, the Demon Dragon took out a pile of tattered clothes and started a fire. He excitedly said, "Master, it's lit up!"
This time, even Wang Xing was speechless. Why did you keep a pile of tattered clothes? Did you already expect this day to come?
With the illumination, the three of them began to walk towards the passage inside.
The passageway was paved with broken stones and carved with the totems of ferocious beasts on both sides of the passageway. There were also precious pictures of ferocious beasts hanging at intervals.
Wang Xing was not interested in these things, but Mo Long was collecting them all along the way. He did not miss a single one.
"Hmm? There's a huge axe hanging here. It looks like an Origin Divine Artifact." I Am God's eyes lit up. He pointed at the two-meter-long axe and grabbed it with one hand.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, the axe shattered into pieces.
"What's going on?" I Am God was dumbfounded. He looked at the fragments on the ground. "Where did this come from? Was there a certificate when it was made?"
"It's been too long. The divine power in the axe has been used up, and the axe has no more divinity. It can't maintain its current material structure, so it naturally shattered upon contact." Wang Xing grabbed a fragment and carefully sensed it. He understood. "Demon Dragon, put these fragments away. The materials used to make this axe are not simple. If you go out and refine them, you should be able to make a rank one Origin Divine Artifact."
"Thank you, Master," Mo Long said excitedly.
As they continued walking, they saw four more treasures, but without exception, they all shattered upon contact.
In the end, they all benefited Mo Long.
"We've reached the end." Wang Xing stopped and looked at the core of the tomb. There was a black circular stone coffin that was ten meters in diameter. "If there really is something good, it must be in here."
"Should we open the coffin? Should we light a candle?" I Am God suddenly asked.
"Why would we light a candle?" Wang Xing looked at I Am God suspiciously. "You must have watched too many ghost blows out the light back on Earth. Just open the coffin."
"I'll do it," Mo Long said excitedly. He ran over and opened the coffin of a Consummate God. Just thinking about it made him excited.
"Up!"
Mo Long grabbed the coffin lid, the muscles on his two front paws bulging like mountains. He looked very powerful.
Boom!
Mo Long grabbed the coffin lid and threw it to the side with an ear-piercing sound.
"This coffin lid is so heavy. It must weigh millions of pounds," Mo Long complained.
"Get out of the way!"
Wang Xing suddenly noticed something. He saw a cloud of black energy fly out of the coffin and pounce on Mo Long.
"Mother of God, what is that?"
Mo Long heard the warning and retreated in fright. He missed his footing and fell backward.
Wang Xing stepped forward, grabbed Mo Long, and brought him in front of him. Then he looked at the cloud of black energy warily.
"Jiejie!"
A sinister voice came from the cloud of black energy, and it was very scary.
Without any explanation, the black gas rushed towards the Demonic Dragon again. This time, the Demonic Dragon was prepared. His body suddenly grew several times bigger, and he slapped with his claw. "I don't care what you are. Die for your grandpa!"
The power of the claw was so great that the entire tomb shook.
However, the black energy didn't dodge the punch. Instead, it passed through and wrapped around Mo Long's claws.
"Argh!"
Mo Long screamed and looked at his dragon claws in horror. The places where the black energy wrapped around them had turned black, and he couldn't feel anything at all.
"Master, quickly save me! This black and swarthy thing is too evil!"
"Don't move."
Wang Xing suddenly thought of something. He condensed the Origin Flame on his fingertip and pointed it at the black energy.
"Bzzt!"
The Origin Flame made contact with the black energy, and there was a sharp, ear-piercing sound. The cloud of black energy let go of Mo Long and flew to the side.
"It's scared!"
I'm God was pleasantly surprised. He quickly helped Mo Long to his feet and moved him to the side.
"What is this? It can ignore my attack!" Mo Long had lost feeling in one of his front claws, and he could only stand with two of his back claws. It was very funny.
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be an obsession. The obsession of a Consummate God," Wang Xing said calmly.
"Obsession?" I'm God's expression changed slightly, and he said slowly, "In the 'Theory of Souls' in the academy's library, it is written that a person's soul is a will, and the core of this will is obsession. If a person's obsession is strong enough, even after the memories in the soul are lost, the obsession will still exist. This obsession is an existence that exists between reality and illusion. Ordinary attacks can't hurt it. "
"That's right." Wang Xing nodded.
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