Chapter 504

Seeing this, the Asura Ancestor, who was only looking for a chance of survival, took the bait willingly. How could he let go of this opportunity? The terrifying demon body with nine heads and a thousand eyes instantly glowed. The flames that covered his body burned fiercely. The feeling of exhaustion and weakness disappeared, revealing an abnormal strength.

At this moment, he used a secret technique to release his demigod and demonic body. He used his remaining lifespan and the gradual disintegration of his body in exchange for his power to return to the peak.

It was either succeed or die!

Either he died today, or he lived from now on!

A dark red light that was almost black flashed. The Asura Ancestor had already followed closely behind Acheron and entered the vortex formed by the origin of life and death.

Mengqi did the same. Ignoring the possibility that Acheron's skeleton might be damaged, he squeezed out all the remaining power in every bone. His body was surrounded by a thick bloody yellow mist. He flew across the sky like a demon god and stepped into the strange vortex that had turned colorless into black and white.

Anyway, it was just a worldly possession to him!

Behind him, the scarlet glow pierced the sky. The Bloody Massacre Taoist had managed to rush into the vortex just before it began to shrink and the origin disappeared.

Because the Asura Ancestor and Mengqi were in front of him, the power that was absorbed by the pure land was relatively less. He still maintained a certain level, so there was no need for him to use secret techniques to destroy his demon body.

The strange vortex was cold and warm at the same time. Mengqi felt as if he had passed through chaotic time and space. His surroundings were sometimes heavy, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and sometimes turbulent.

Such feelings kept changing. Mengqi could hardly measure how many moments had passed.

Unknowingly, his true body of Acheron shook and got rid of the chaotic feelings. He had truly entered the origin of life and death.

What could be in the origin of life and death?

There was nothing!

To be precise, there was nothing that could be seen with eyes, heard with ears, felt with skin, and touched with mind!

All the concepts and knowledge of the outside world no longer existed here.

What was color? What was sound wave? What was divine sense? What was direction?

How could concepts and words that were born after birth and relied on experience and knowledge, as well as the body's magical powers, be used to describe this shortcut to the Tao?

However, Mengqi had a subtle feeling that his lifespan was rapidly fading. His body and consciousness were rushing towards death!

He was not in a hurry. His old cognitive model faded like the tide and combined with his feelings to reconstruct it.

Suddenly, the surroundings were no longer the same. Although his eyes could not see, his ears could not hear, and his skin and spirit could not be touched, he could still taste some abstract things.

Coldness, silence, coldness, emptiness, loneliness, melancholy, pain, darkness, and the intent of death …

These words circled around Meng Qi, combining in a strange pattern, causing his vitality to gradually dim.

This was a kind of description of the depletion of one's lifespan. The approach of death had no actual power. Therefore, even if Meng Qi operated the current direct knowledge of the Corpse of Nether, he could not stop it or reverse it. Only the darkness of the bone sensed these abstract things and changed itself. It slowly condensed strange symbols and pictures that looked like Taoist patterns and approached the Gist of Trueness of Death. The white vitality contained in it was gradually eliminated and eliminated.

Was this the essence of death that was close to the Great Way?

Mengqi did not dare to stay here for long. Based on the simplest judgment, he escaped to the side. In just a few moments, he felt like jumping from a cold pool into a hot spring. He was so comfortable that he almost shouted.

Warmth, enthusiasm, vitality, liveliness, joy, brightness, liveliness, power, and other abstract concepts emerged like concrete things.

The origin of life and death, the origin of life and death. Where there is death, there is life!

Mengqi took a deep breath. The coldness in his body faded, and his lifespan gradually filled up in a descriptive way. His body was full of vitality, and his bones that had been squeezed clean were full of strength again.

The white light contained in the bones grew stronger and formed vague Dao patterns. It first returned to the balance of black and white, but gradually suppressed death and the darkness of the bones.

As expected of the origin of life and death, the place closest to the path. Just by being in it, one's consciousness could feel the essence of life and death and gain great comprehension. Moreover, the corresponding cultivation methods and divine powers that one cultivated would be based on the abstraction of the outside world and naturally evolve. Getting closer to them would give one a pleasant surprise. The deeper one went, the closer the changes would be to the path of life and death … Meng Qi sighed with emotion. Then, he noticed the Primogenitor of Asura and the Bloody Massacre Taoist not far away.

They were not objects of the origin of life and death, so they could naturally be sensed.

The Asura ancestor was like an exhausted body that had finally soaked in a hot spring to relax. His thousand eyes squinted comfortably, and the unconcealable decay of his demonic body was being reversed, turning into vitality bit by bit. The blood-red flames that covered his body were becoming more and more vigorous.

However, he had also paid a huge price. The protective evil spirits around him emitted green smoke and gradually became vague and transparent. They disappeared one by one according to the strength of the demonic god.

The Bloody Massacre Taoist's face was filled with joy. First, he was full of vitality. Then, he jumped into the "death" nearby and pulled out a killing sword made of countless eyes and blood vessels.

Rays of blood-red light squirmed like ferocious worms. The eyes opened one by one, filled with misery and death. They gradually changed their bodies according to the abstraction of the outside world, forming vague Dao patterns that tempered and sublimated the will of death and killing.

This evil god that was born in the Netherworld Sea had seized the opportunity to refine himself and his sword at the origin of life and death!

"Congratulations, my friend, for getting what you wanted." Meng Qi looked at the First Ancestor of Asura and smiled. Then, he jumped back to the abstract location of death.

Acheron's long river contained life in death and death in life. The two were in a delicate balance, connecting the Nine Serenities and the Myriad Worlds, bringing about changes between life and death. Therefore, if the death or vitality was too strong, it would break the balance of this skeleton and cause it to lose its balance. Mengqi could only upgrade his life essence for a while before returning to the death. He would take turns to temper and upgrade, maintaining the balance.

In this way, he might be able to use the origin of life and death to temper Acheron's skeleton into a weapon or a magic weapon. He could also break through the original Legendary limit and reach the Creation level.

As for extracting the origin of life and death and using it and Acheron's skeleton to refine a treasure, Mengqi still had no clue how to do it.

The Asura ancestor was old and decayed. He chuckled and said,

"It's worth the risk."

"Where's Acheron?" Mengqi jumped back to the side of life.

The Asura ancestor pondered for a while and said, "He's familiar with this place. I'm afraid he's already deep in. He won't tangle with us and will try to get the Zhenwu's body as soon as possible."

Mengqi thought for a while and said, "Then I'll go deeper and try."

As he spoke, he jumped into the death and began to head deeper. The so-called deeper was a place where the abstract feeling was stronger and more elusive.

After walking for a while, Mengqi found that the Asura ancestor and the Bloody Massacre Taoist had followed him. He could not help but sigh in his heart.

They were too greedy. They had already gotten enough benefits, but they still wanted to go deeper. They coveted the mystery of the Near Dao and the Zhenwu Great Emperor's body. How could they compare to him? Even if he lost this skeleton and a part of his consciousness, he would at most suffer a backlash and suffer a lasting injury for a while. It would not harm his foundation at all. If they failed, they would be doomed eternally.

Once the scar healed, they would forget the pain!

Of course, if they were not greedy, they would not be evil gods and devils. Even if they were intelligent and rational, they would still be affected by nature if they were not at the level of the Bloody Massacre Taoist.

After walking for a while, there was a sudden turbulence in front and behind him. Mengqi's eyes lit up as he saw a black and white lightning intertwined. It was half abstract and half real. It was the cycle of life and death and it was extremely terrifying.

This was the Punishment of Near Dao!

This was not some kind of will presiding over the thunder punishment. It was a natural reaction. Just like punching a wall, one would receive the corresponding force from the wall. As one went deeper into the origin of life and death, there would be a corresponding rebound. As one went deeper, the power would gradually increase.

The bloody yellow fog around Mengqi expanded. Half of it was black and the other half was white. As he flicked his fingers, it turned into dozens of murky Sword Qi that went against the rotating lightning.

Pa pa pa!

The murky Sword Qi connected head to tail and turned into a black and white picture scroll that disappeared with the lightning. The Asura Primogenitor and the Bloody Massacre Taoist also withstood this wave of thunder punishment.

As he continued forward, Mengqi suddenly felt that something was wrong. He subconsciously stopped where he was.

He realized that not only was Acheron's skeleton evolving along with the abstract life and death, but his consciousness and his consciousness were also there.

In other words, if he went deeper to a certain extent, his consciousness and consciousness would be assimilated into the essence of life and death. He would no longer have any subjective thoughts or thoughts!

Was this the so-called Zhenwu Great Emperor who was too greedy and went too far, almost being assimilated by Dao?

At this moment, they saw the black-robed figure in front of them. Acheron's reincarnation was covered in black and white Yin and Yang fish. He was flying deeper.

Then, he stopped. In front of him was a body sitting cross-legged. It was Zhenwu Great Emperor, wearing a black robe and a crown. His face was thin and his eyes were closed. But he seemed to be neither alive nor dead. There was no spirit in him at all.

"Haha, if you dare to come close, you will be assimilated by Dao. Even your attacks will be the same!" Acheron turned around and laughed proudly.

He was familiar with this place and had already made preparations. That was why he dared to approach Zhenwu's body. The others had no chance at all.

Because of this, he did not take advantage of Mengqi and the others who had just entered the origin of life and death to silence them.

Amidst his laughter, Acheron turned around and reached out with his right hand to press on Zhenwu Great Emperor's head.

At this moment, Zhenwu Great Emperor's body, which was in a state between life and death, suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils were purple!