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Chapter 477

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The blinding lights of all colors continuously changed in front of Zuo Mo, sometimes near and sometimes far like swimming fish.

A burning and explosive energy quickly spread along his arm. Zuo Mo felt as though his body was being burned.

For some reason, the feeling in his heart became even stronger. He let go of his hand, and the red light immediately swam away.

When the green light touched Zuo Mo's hand, a thin flow burrowed into his brain. This thin flow contained large amounts of information that Zuo Mo could not understand. It was profound and hard to fathom. What was most wondrous was the thread of vitality contained within!

Zuo Mo gritted his teeth, wanting to cry. He couldn't move at all. Furthermore, these beams of light were not under his control at all. They were nowhere near as friendly as they were at the beginning.

Wei shook his head and said, "I'm not confident." He continued, "The Soul Setting Divine Light is extremely difficult to cultivate. Even in the tribe, there were only a handful of people who could comprehend it. Tian Ze's death was also due to the loss of the Soul Setting Divine Light. None of the Nine Great Divine Lights were easy to learn. The Divine Light has extremely high requirements for its owner, although we don't know exactly what it wants. "

Pu Yao was speechless.

No!

There seemed to be a voice in his mind. Coincidentally, Zuo Mo released his hand. The green ray of light was like a swimming fish that disappeared into the ocean of light.

"I'm not confident." Wei did not seem to see Pu Yao's face that was as black as the bottom of a pot. He said straightforwardly, "Right now, his three powers have merged into one, and he is the same as those ancient ancestors. If we have to say who is most likely, it is him."

Zuo Mo gradually started to understand. If he thought of a ray of light, that ray of light would fly into his hand. What he needed to do was to find the Soul Setting Divine Light among so many beams of light.

"Tianze tribe? Who are you to the Sky Pool Tribe? "Pu Yao stared at Wei.

"This is no longer our world." Wei smiled, his voice deep and calm. "This is his world."

No one knew why the Divine Lights gradually disappeared, but this was not strange. In the long river of history, how could the Nine Great Divine Lights disappear? Many secret techniques and miraculous techniques had disappeared without a trace, and were buried in the long river of history.

It could occasionally be found in some ancient books. It was rumored that it was refined by a hero of the Heavenly Pool Tribe. It was incomparably marvelous, and its battle accomplishments were numerous. Its reputation was great, and it was listed as one of the Nine Great Divine Lights.

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There must be a way …

Zuo Mo shook his head to clear his mind. This bizarre world of light was like a bizarre illusion, and he was at a loss as to what to do.

"Yes, this is the most precious part of the Divine Light." Wei didn't explain and directly said, "But this is also the most difficult part to inherit the Divine Light. The Divine Light is born from the heavens and earth. It is obscure and difficult to understand, but it is extremely powerful. If one is not careful, the cultivator will be turned into ashes by the Divine Light. "

"Isn't your Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art the same? How could you bear to let it be annihilated and dissipated? Isn't that what you were thinking when you accepted him as your student? " Wei looked into the distance and murmured, "This is not our world, but it was once our world. How can we be willing to leave nothing behind?"

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Pu Yao's expression eased slightly. Indeed, if something happened to Zuo Mo, Wei would not be able to escape. Now, the three of them could be said to be grasshoppers on a rope, and none of them could escape.

"Ah!"

Soul Setting Divine Light!

"I smell danger from inside," Pu Yao suddenly said.

These damned broken lights!

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Wei said calmly, "In the past, it was to leave behind a seed for the tribe. Now that the Sky Pool Tribe has been destroyed, I am just a gravestone armor. There is no meaning in keeping it. If that is the case, then what if I give it to him? "

It was a priceless treasure!

Countless rays of light continuously swept across Zuo Mo's body.

Wei smiled slightly. "How can there not be any risk to a skill like this?"

Pu Yao was also deeply attracted by the secret that Wei spoke of. His expression was shocked and he was slightly disbelieving. "Born when the primal chaos of the sky was first formed! There is such a treasure? "

The burning pain suddenly became bone-chilling like blades of ice scraping against his bones. Zuo Mo seemed to fall into an ice cavern and his body uncontrollably trembled.

Zuo Mo felt he was like a chicken about to be roasted on the grill, being tossed and turned in all kinds of seasonings.

"Harm him?" Wei smiled faintly. "Just a little risk. Also, you and I are on the boat. If the boat capsizes, I cannot escape. "

For the first time today, Wei had a shocked expression. "As expected of the Catalog of Yao Arts, your knowledge is profound, you even know my Sky Pool Tribe." Then he nodded. "Yes, I come from the Sky Pool Tribe."

The two sank into silence. Pu Yao didn't know what to ask. His understanding of the Sky Pool Tribe was limited to this. There was no meaning in knowing that Wei came from the Sky Pool Tribe. Wei seemed to think of something and an expression of reminiscence came onto his face.

"How confident are you?" Pu Yao asked in an unfriendly tone.

"You are very dangerous like this! You are putting me in danger as well! "Pu Yao stared coldly at Wei and seemed as though he would attack at the slightest disagreement.

Pu Yao's expression suddenly changed. His bloody pupil narrowed and became as narrow as a knife. He said harshly, "You want to harm him?"

Zuo Mo felt as though he was floating and sinking in hell. He tasted all kinds of sensations. The destructive rays of light almost destroyed his body and soul. The rays of light that were produced caused him to recover. He had just been floating, and then he was suddenly in a situation worse than death.

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A green ray of light swam in front of Zuo Mo. Reflexively, Zuo Mo reached out.

Just as Zuo Mo was frowning and thinking about what to do, the surrounding rays of light suddenly moved.

Soul Setting Divine Light!

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The pain of every inch of his soul being burned caused Zuo Mo to almost lose all consciousness in this moment.

What the f * * k was going on?

"Then why are you doing this?" Pu Yao asked.

What Soul Setting Divine Light? Zuo Mo had forgotten about it a long time ago.

What he was searching for was the Soul Setting Divine Light. Was the Soul Setting Divine Light mixed in with these rays of light?

No!

There were all kinds of rays of light, each ray of light had different effects. That taste was naturally different!

How long had it been since he felt like this?

Pu Yao was still silent.

Zuo Mo wanted to shout for help. There were billions of rays of light here. If he tried every one of them … …

This thread of vitality was weak, but the presence was ancient and strong.

Zuo Mo sank into deep thought. He did not notice that the rays of light had silently changed.

The information that Pu Yao knew about the Sky Pool Tribe was pitifully little, but from those pitifully few descriptions, he could clearly know that the Sky Pool Tribe was a tribe that had many strong people and had flourished for a time.

Save me!

What was even more fatal was that no matter which ray of light shone on his body, his mind was always clear. This also meant that he had tasted the "taste" of each ray of light.

He had thought that there might be danger, but he hadn't expected it to be so dangerous!

"It really is a wondrous treasure." Wei nodded. "The most valuable aspect of the divine light is related to this. Each ray of divine light contains some information about the beginning of the world, the beginning of the primal chaos."

Wei was right. If it was him, he definitely would gamble! He knew just how valuable this imprint was. If this imprint could be traded for, a large sect like Kun Lun would be willing to pay any price!

Even the strongest and most illustrious tribe could not withstand the mercilessness of time. Just like those secret methods, they disappeared in the river of history.

"If the imprint is not used, it will dissipate." Wei's voice carried inexplicable sadness. He raised his head and looked at Pu Yao. "If it was you, would you gamble?"

He couldn't help but reveal a look of yearning. The laws contained in the changes of all things in the world was the ultimate path that the strong pursued. No matter if it was xiuzhe or yaomo, when they cultivated to a certain level, the ultimate goal they pursued was strangely the same.

There were billions of rays of light here. If he tried them one by one, it was like finding a needle in a haystack.

Fortunately, he remembered everything that had happened before.

Ever since he obtained the Golden Crow Fire, normal flames were unable to harm him at all. The Great Day Banded Flame was even more domineering and powerful, and rare among sixth-grade flames. It had been too long since he felt the pain of being burned.

Defenseless, Zuo Mo wailed. A red light swept across his body. He felt as though he was inside a dan cauldron, the flames burning every inch of his flesh. The heart-wrenching pain was like the tide that swallowed him.

Pu Yao's bloody pupil suddenly widened as he murmured, "Impossible … …"

Zuo Mo's brow furrowed.

Pu Yao had never seen the Soul Setting Divine Light before. He did not know what it looked like or what abilities it had. Actually, it wasn't just the Soul Setting Divine Light. He had never seen any other divine lights before. Most of the divine lights appeared in the early stages of the ancient era. Later on, they gradually disappeared from the records.

Pu Yao was silent.

Pu Yao didn't know what to say.

At this time, a cold white light shone on his body.

Zuo Mo pondered as he searched. He saw a beam of crimson light. With a thought, the crimson light flew towards him. Zuo Mo reached out and touched the red light.

There was only this one question in his blank mind.

"You feel that he can comprehend the Soul Setting Divine Light?" Pu Yao looked at Wei and asked, "Even if there is an imprint, the difficulty of cultivation would not be low. You have this much confidence? "

Hell! This really was hell!

"The Nine Great Divine Lights all have their own abilities. The so-called divine lights are all the lights that were born when the chaos was first formed. The Soul Setting Divine Light is one of them, "Wei said confidently.

"The disappearance of the ancient tribes, and the paths of cultivation have changed. I don't know if the Soul Setting Divine Light is still useful, but I can't just watch it disappear like this. "Wei sighed softly." This is probably the last divine light in this world. "

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