Chapter 1182
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Staring at the Godfiend Seal, Zhen Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes.
She didn't understand why the husky had never mentioned this after being in the hands of her second father for so many years!
Could it be that the power of the seal was so strong that it would only appear under special circumstances? Or could it be that this power could only be triggered after her consciousness was awakened?
Speaking of which, her origin was indeed special.
Even the old crippled dragon of Xiqi, who originally wanted to swallow her, seemed to have been severely tricked by the power of her bloodline.
Zhen Xiaoxiao frowned, thinking of Da Huang, who vomited blood and cursed in a low voice when she contracted with him.
After a moment of hesitation, Zhen Xiaoxiao put aside all the messy thoughts in her mind and returned her attention to what was in front of her.
Since it was a seal, it could be undone!
However, what method was she going to use?
She blinked. An idea flashed in Zhen Xiaoxiao's mind. She cleared her throat and tentatively shouted.
"I choose immortal cultivation, I want to shatter the sky!"
Buzz buzz buzz!
The seal vibrated excitedly, and under Zhen Xiaoxiao's shout, its color suddenly faded!
Hahahaha!
Sure enough, Zhen Xiaoxiao waved her fist hard.
It turned out that this sentence was not only a slogan, but also a spell to unseal!
"Big Father, I am your daughter! I want the power of the Godfiend, I want to unseal!"
Throwing herself on the seal, Zhen Xiaoxiao screamed at the top of her lungs. As she screamed, the golden light slowly faded.
After the time for an incense stick to burn, the Fiendgod's finger finally vanished, and only the tiny 'Seal' character was still floating in midair without a single change.
"I want to shatter the sky!" After half an hour, Zhen Xiaoxiao's voice was hoarse.
"Damn it, why haven't you unsealed it!"
After half an hour, she screamed the spell ten thousand times. Zhen Xiaoxiao's throat was so dry that it was bleeding. However, there was no sign of successfully obtaining the power of the Godfiend.
So bitter!
Why did it feel the same as when she inherited the Crystal Cloud Mushroom from Second Father?
One was singing a crooked song, the other was shouting non-stop!
It seemed that Big Father and Second Father were both cult leaders, and they loved the fanatical shouts of their believers!
"Why hasn't it been unsealed? How long do you want me to keep chanting!"
He pushed hard on the seal, but it didn't budge. Zhen Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth.
All he could think about was how to unseal himself and release his true self. Zhen Xiaoxiao didn't know that his physical body was melting in the depths of the sea.
"Zhen Xiaoxiao!"
Lian Zi Zhuo, who had been guarding the ruins of the Shadow Sect, held a cracking life token in his hand and roared non-stop.
"What happened? You can't die! This Sovereign has guarded this place for you for a few more months! You have to come back alive!"
Ever since Zhen Xiaoxiao sent everyone back to Dongling, Lian Zi Zhuo had ordered Lionheart Peak to send over Zhen Xiaoxiao's Life Tablet. He looked at it every day. Just now, he heard a crisp sound of the Life Tablet shattering in his arms. Lian Zi Zhuo's heart shrank. He took it out and immediately saw tiny spider web marks spreading rapidly on the Life Tablet.
Roar! Roar!
On the Beast Nurturing Peak, an extremely skinny Crimson Gold Heavenly Lion suddenly leaped onto the peak and let out a heart-breaking roar.
This sorrowful cry woke up the heroic souls sleeping in the Lion's Tomb...
Is that girl gone?
The souls looked at each other, then looked at the Fifth Ancestor's empty tomb. His wish to see the Heaven Devouring Great Art reappear in the world and intimidate the Three Realms was once again dashed.
Sorrow! A deep sense of sorrow filled the Spirit Sect's Beast Nurturing Peak!
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