What … … what was going on?
However, what comforted him was that Zuo Mo still gave him a pseudo-shen device as thanks for the dark gold leg bone.
Zuo Mo had greeted the Yin Tomb Ghost Lord and was dissuaded by the latter. But seeing Zuo Mo's resolute attitude, he could only give up. He promised to take care of Qing Xiao and the Wu Clan members.
There was no place with more death energy than there!
However, the change just now had frightened Zuo Mo. He found that he had been too rash. His body had not recovered and he didn't have any shen power. If he encountered danger, no one would be able to save him.
King!
The Yin Tomb Guards that were armed to the teeth were filled with confidence about the future. The only one that felt regret was the Yin Tomb Ghost Lord. His shen device forging plan had been delayed because he did not have enough materials. At this time, no one would be willing to sell top materials to the Yin Tomb Guards.
The mo bloodline contained great power. This was common knowledge, common knowledge that every mo knew. But what was this power that existed in the bloodline? No one understood. People only knew that those tribes with ancient bloodlines had bloodlines that were stronger than the average person. And the purer the bloodline, the stronger the bloodline.
When this thought appeared in Zuo Mo's mind, it could not be erased. The exquisite and grand horn in front of him, and that blood red king's mark, matched the description of the King's Horn in the legends.
The sound of the horn seemed to have a strange power that reached into people's hearts. Zuo Mo's body uncontrollably shook, and the blood in his body suddenly became hot.
He had been careless!
"I know." Zuo Mo nodded.
In terms of business, the Yin Tomb Guards were several streets behind Eastern Nether Mansion. They had been searching everywhere, but they hadn't expected that Eastern Nether Mansion would get ahead of them.
Was … … this the true King's Horn?
Zuo Mo recognized the word.
"Eastern Nether Mansion got ahead of us," Little Guard Huo said in a low voice. Little Protector Huo said in a low voice, "Now that everyone is preparing for war, there are fewer people going to gather materials."
Five pseudo-shen devices. In the Nether Realm, they would be the top. The Yin Tomb Five Ghosts that were equipped with them were much stronger.
Zuo Mo thought dazedly for a while and did not understand what was going on.
Even though Zuo Mo was used to seeing all kinds of treasures, he still felt it was incredible.
The horn that was dark and dull just a moment ago had now changed its appearance. The horn was covered with extremely fine dark red patterns, and an ancient and mysterious totem rune imprint was as red as blood.
Legend has it that the King's Horn could command the Demon Race and unify the world. Zuo Mo's guess was definitely not as profound as the rumors said, but it probably was a talisman that could lead an entire army.
The King's Horn!
At this time, the dark gold ball inside Zuo Mo's body suddenly lit up. Dense sun shen glyphs appeared on the surface of the ball. It was the drop of bone marrow of the ancient god-level warrior that Zuo Mo had refined from the dark gold leg bone. It was stimulated by the horn of the first mo king and immediately activated! It was mixed with the power of the burning sun flow and quickly spread into Zuo Mo's limbs.
Zuo Mo's head seemed to be struck by lightning. He looked dazedly at the completely new long horn in his hand.
The Devil Race and Demon Race weren't stupid. Although they didn't have a top-grade Equipment Refiner who could forge divine weapons, they knew that they would try their best to plunder top-grade materials and would never sell them. Therefore, the materials that could be used to forge shen device raiments could not be bought on the market.
After some thought, Zuo Mo tried to suppress his restless heart. He decided to try after his shen power recovered.
Zuo Mo's plan was completely disrupted. Of the thirty six levels of his body, he had repaired it to the twenty-second level. He still lacked fourteen levels. Based on his progress, this was fast enough. But Zuo Mo had thought that he could quickly repair it and hadn't expected to encounter trouble here.
He didn't have enough materials for the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood. Zuo Mo thought of another way. Since the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood was a lifeforce that was born from the land of extreme death, then he would do the same.
If he really succeeded, he wouldn't need the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood, it also meant that his skill in life and death would reach an unprecedented height.
This change immediately disrupted Zuo Mo's plan. He asked gravely, "Then what about the other materials?"
Thinking back, it seemed that Pu Yao and Wei did not know the location of the King's Horn.
The dark red horn gave off faint vibrations like the sky looking down on all beings.
Zuo Mo was not a hesitant person. After careful consideration, he felt it was feasible and decided to try.
This created a very strange situation. The refiners of the Cultivation World were suffering from the lack of top-grade materials, while the experts of the devil race and the demon race were holding on to the top-grade materials tightly. They would rather let them rot in their hands than sell them.
To create life from death, he needed to find a land of death. The first place Zuo Mo thought of was the death eye of the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools.
"There is no more Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood?" Zuo Mo frowned. The importance of the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood did not need to be said. Without the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood, the time needed to repair the body would greatly increase.
Zuo Mo still felt lingering fear.
The higher ups of the Yin Tomb Guards, including the Yin Tomb Five Ghosts, were full of confidence in this battle. With the three thousand shen equipment, the Yin Tomb Guards were like tigers that had grown wings. With the addition of five pseudo-shen devices, their confidence increased.
Zuo Mo suppressed the shock inside. His mind broke free from the First Mo King's horn. Even though he had god-level, there were still so many unknowns in this world for him to explore.
The existence of one person could change a battle!
Zuo Mo's mind calmed down.
Zuo Mo was overjoyed. For Little Mo Ge, he liked any treasure. The more valuable and rare the treasure, the more he liked it. He rubbed the King's Horn lovingly. This time, he had made a great profit!
When the battle started, Zuo Mo had forged about three thousand sets of shen equipment. This astounding number shocked everyone who knew about it. Three thousand sets of shen equipment had used up most of the materials of the Yin Tomb Guards. The materials could not keep up. Such a thing had happened.
This was the King's Horn!
All of Zuo Mo's attention was placed on this trip to the death eye. He had made ample preparations.
Zuo Mo did not feel irritation. After ten years in the endless void, his patience had been honed.
Actually, with the wealth of the five ghosts, they could forge shen devices. But for the present Zuo Mo, forging shen devices was too difficult and forging pseudo-shen devices was much easier.
While the effect might not be as good as the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood, it was clearly not Zuo Mo's style to sit and wait. Creating life from death was a problem that Zuo Mo had pondered for a long time and he had gained something.
The long horn in his hand gave off a warm feeling. The ancient and desolate presence caused it to look mysterious and grand.
Zuo Mo had never seen the shen glyphs inside the horn of the first mo king. Zuo Mo believed the rumors. The sound of the horn just now caused the blood in his body to heat up. He had the bloodline of the mo. Did the horn of the first mo king really have the power to affect the mo bloodline?
Alright, I will recover soon, Zuo Mo comforted himself.
As expected, the road to happiness was strewn with setbacks!
So terrifying!
He wanted to try and see if he could create life from death.
While ten years had passed and everyone's average shen power level had increased, the number of shen device raiments had not changed much. The xiuzhe world was the same.
If there was something that could directly control or affect the power that existed in the bloodline, then it would be terrifying!
The Yin Tomb Ghost Lord did not have the attention to spare for Zuo Mo because the battle ahead had quickly become intense.
Little Guard Huo had a troubled expression. "Our trade routes to the outside have been cut off. Eastern Nether Mansion heard from somewhere that Grandmaster needs Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood. They bought it first. Our stock of Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood has been used up. "
Clearly, the Yin Tomb Ghost Lord could not be relied on. But when he thought back, the benefits he had received from them far surpassed what Zuo Mo had given.
Zuo Mo was overjoyed.
Just like this, Zuo Mo dragged the five shen wood coffins and headed towards the depths of the death eye along the same path as last time.
They were filled with awe and respect towards Zuo Mo. They had never heard of someone who could forge three thousand shen equipment of such high quality on their own in a month's time.
The pseudo-shen weapons of the Yin Tomb Five Ghosts were also successfully completed. Zuo Mo forged five different sets of pseudo-shen weapons based on their unique traits.
As expected of the horn of the first mo king. Even with his god-level cultivation, he was unable to withstand its power.
Zuo Mo opened his eyes and looked down at the horn of the first mo king. He stilled.
Qing Xiao was arranged to continue teaching the Wu Clan members and wait for him to return. Qing Xiao was very unwilling but he still accepted it. The pitiful Wu Clan members did not know that they would soon face the demonic cultivation that Qing Xiao, who was in a terrible mood, had arranged.
Just as Zuo Mo's mind touched the horn of the first mo king, the horn suddenly shook. Zuo Mo felt his ears fill with the deep sound of the horn.
The King's Horn, a peerless treasure that was said to be invincible. What was that saying again? Oh oh, the symbol of power and power, haha, it was really well said!
At this time, the light released by the dark gold ball blocked the sound of the horn. Zuo Mo couldn't help but examine it closely.
So even though he did not have the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood, Zuo Mo still tried his best to forge shen equipment and pseudo-shen weapons for them.
The xiuzhe world was stuck on materials, but the mo and yao were stuck on forgers.
His life returned to peace. On one hand, he forged the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood to repair his body, and on the other hand, he forged shen equipment and pseudo-shen weapons for the five ghosts.
Little Guard Huo had not lied. Materials like the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood would grow in extremely harsh environments. Unless one was an expert, they would not be able to harvest it. But with a great battle at hand, the Yin Tomb Guards could not send experts to harvest the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood.
As to the battle between Eastern Nether Mansion and the Yin Tomb Guards, Zuo Mo did not feel that it had anything to do with him. Yet what he hadn't expected was that he had still been affected.
After doing all this, Zuo Mo decided to go to the death eye of the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools.
Silly Bird and the other fighters were in position. In order to prevent a danger like last time, he personally dragged the five shen wood coffins. The death eye was the most suitable place for the shen wood coffins to grow. He believed that with the density of the death energy in the death eye, Eldest Shixiong and the others might wake up earlier.
Zuo Mo jumped in fright!
Little Guard Huo raised his head and opened his mouth to speak. But he could not say anything and returned dejectedly.
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