Chapter 1043
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Ye Qinghan explained the origin and strength of the Desolate Beast. Jiang Jingtian and the others were not idiots. They could imagine how powerful a creature of that level was, so they did not think too much about it.
Ye Qinghan leaned against the Great Wastelands Stone Stele and calmed himself down. He turned his head to look at the Great Wastelands Stone Stele and was stunned. He seemed to have thought of something, and that feeling of deja vu lingered in his heart for a long time.
The patterns on the Great Wastelands Stone Stele were abnormally clear and filled with the aura of 'Wastelands'. It was as if everything was in primal chaos. That hazy feeling was difficult to understand, and it entangled his heart, causing Ye Qinghan great pain.
"How can this be? I feel that this Great Wastelands Stone Stele contains some kind of divine ability. It is very familiar, and I feel that I can comprehend it with just a touch. But I can't understand it. "Ye Qinghan said with a frown.
"Let's take it away and slowly understand it when we get back." Li Feng suggested.
Ye Qinghan pondered for a moment. His hands grabbed the sides of the stone stele, and his veins bulged. His dragon blood burned, and he exerted his strength. His arms were almost dislocated, but they did not move the Great Wastelands Stone Stele in the slightest.
Humph — — —
Ye Qinghan felt that his thigh joints were almost torn apart. He groaned in pain and quickly gave up on the Great Wastelands Stone Stele. He retreated two meters and saw that the stone stele did not move at all. Even the ground did not move at all. He could not help but be shocked.
Ye Qinghan's body could uproot mountains. He was already a peak existence among humans, but he could not even move a stone stele! It was simply inconceivable.
"Let's try it together." Jiang Jingtian merged with the baby qilin. His primal chaos divinity was vast and mighty, and his divine splendor covered the nine heavens. He was extremely powerful.
"Me too!" Li Feng clenched his iron fists and supported Jiang Jingtian on one side.
Ye Qinghan came to the other side and looked at each other. With three peak physical body experts working together, let alone a stone stele, they could even uproot a ten thousand foot tall mountain.
"Ready! Let's go! "
Ye Qinghan growled. The three of them twisted their waists at the same time, causing the rocks beneath their feet to shatter. However, an aura of 'desolation' suddenly surged out from the Great Wastelands Monument. A gust of air swept up the three of them and sent them flying a hundred meters away. They crashed into the rocks, causing them to feel dizzy.
Puff!
The three of them coughed up blood at the same time. Blood began to spurt out from their seven orifices. They climbed up from the ground in a sorry state. They twisted their bodies and grimaced in pain.
"What a hard stone stele. The runes on the stele seem to contain both defensive and offensive power." Ye Qinghan took a deep breath as he stared at the treasure trove in front of him, but was unable to move it. He felt quite vexed.
Zixian was silent for a long time. He could not imagine that there was such an Overgod in the Primal Chaos Era. This aura of 'desolation' was clearly the aura of the Primal Chaos Era, which meant that the Overgods had not yet been born. At that time, the power was extremely pure. Not even the Great Demonic God or the Sorcerer God had comprehended this power. This stone monument was clearly man-made. However, Ye Qinghan was very certain that he had erected this monument in his previous life.
"The profound mysteries of 'desolation' are a transcendent power that not even the twenty-one Overgods have comprehended. Brother Qinghan, are you sure that this monument was left behind by you?" Zixian asked in surprise.
Ye Qinghan's eyebrows twitched. He shook his head and said, "I'm not sure. I just feel that it's very familiar and intimate. It feels as if it can merge with me."
"I'm very puzzled. Even if you were the one who erected this monument, I can imagine that your divine power has already surpassed that of a Overgod. You should be able to transcend this world. How did you die? Why did you reincarnate? I find it very difficult to understand the many mysteries surrounding you. " Zixian had the longest inheritance. Now that he thought about it, Ye Qinghan was completely different from the others. His strength did not seem to be outstanding, but he was able to win every time. To him, his luck was heaven-defying. But to others, he was a jinx. Wherever he went, trouble would follow!
Ye Qinghan's mouth twitched. He pulled out the divine bird, the little money-grubber, and the little chaos beast. The three of them were all soul inheritances. They were the clearest about the Chaos Era.
"Do you know who used the power of 'desolation' in the Chaos Era?" Ye Qinghan asked in a serious tone.
"Desolation? Oh … "The divine bird raised its head and pondered for a moment. Its voice dragged out as if it had recalled something.
Ye Qinghan was immediately overjoyed. He hurriedly asked, "You remember? There must not have been many people who used the power of desolation back then. Tell me, who were there? "
"I can't remember. There is no one who used the power of desolation in my memory." The divine bird said irritatingly.
Everyone could not help but roll their eyes. This fella was simply asking for a beating. Even if it could not remember, it still made such an expression.
The little money-grubber glared at the divine bird in disdain. The little chaos beast sneered. It raised its little paw and made a disdainful gesture. It did not say anything else.
Ye Qinghan shrugged. It seemed that he had overestimated these three little fellas to solve the mystery.
Ye Qinghan stared at the Great Wastelands Monument once again. He wanted to give up, but there was a voice in his heart that was screaming for him to take away the Great Wastelands Monument.
"Could it be that this Great Wastelands Monument has other mysteries?" Ye Qinghan lowered his head and pondered. His fingertips touched the Great Wastelands Monument's veins. His consciousness wanted to follow the veins of the Great Wastelands Monument to explore its interior. However, the moment he touched the Great Wastelands Monument, he felt a sharp pain in his soul. He hurriedly retracted his consciousness.
"Since you think it can fuse with you, try dripping your blood on it to claim ownership." Dong Qin's eyes suddenly flashed as she reminded him.
Ye Qinghan was stunned. He had actually forgotten the simplest method. He immediately pulled out his sword and slashed it across his finger. Dragon blood splattered everywhere and bathed the Great Wastelands Monument.
Boom — —
Roar — —
A divine radiance soared into the sky. The Power of Desolates that had yet to open poured down like a waterfall, enveloping the entire Abyss World. Many powerful beasts knelt down in fright. They howled in grief and did not dare to stand.
In the depths of the Great Desolate Mountain, the desolate beasts howled in grief and retreated.
A tragic melody appeared between the heavens and earth. It seemed to be shouting, but it also seemed to be panicking.
Thump! Thump!
Ye Qinghan's heartbeat suddenly sped up by several hundred times. His heart was about to burst. The dragon blood in his body boiled and burned. The speed at which it flowed almost broke through the shackles of his body.
Weng!
Countless profound inscriptions appeared on the Great Wastelands Monument. They formed runes that blasted into Ye Qinghan's sea of consciousness one by one.
"Great Wastelands Dao Scripture! Before the Primal Chaos was born, everything was Desolates. The one who controls the Power of Desolates is the Master of Desolates... "
A line of small words appeared on the Great Wastelands Monument. It constantly rotated, as if it was a reincarnation cycle. Looking at it would cause one to be sucked into the cycle of reincarnation and perish. Zixian and other super existences felt as if their souls were about to die. They hurriedly turned their heads away, not daring to look directly at it.
Ye Qinghan stared fixedly at the Great Wastelands Monument. The abstruse runes were like roaming dragons and phoenixes. They brought with them the power to destroy the heavens and earth as they blasted into his body.
The reaction of the Great Wastelands Monument was a little beyond Ye Qinghan's imagination. It actually resonated with the Abyss World. Originally, there were only three words on the monument, but now, many runes and abstruse words appeared out of thin air. The transcendental Power of Desolates suppressed all living things the moment it appeared.
Boom!
The Great Wastelands Monument suddenly rose from the ground and turned into an imprint that imprinted itself on Ye Qinghan's forehead. It was like a miniature Great Wastelands Monument that stole one's soul. It gradually sank into his sea of consciousness and stood firmly on the sea of bitterness.
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