His only hope now was to break through to the Divine Martial Arts Realm after the Thunder Element was perfected. Then, he could combine his essence, Qi, and spirit to form a Divine Soul. Then, he could use the Life Essence to refine his Divine Soul. Maybe then, he would have a chance of survival.
The joy of obtaining the All Living Things Breathing Technique had long disappeared. This damn breathing technique was the source of his death. It could not be stopped at all. It operated crazily on its own, making him unable to stop the flow of Life Essence.
The All Living Things Breathing Technique, the Black Stone Tablet, and the Shadow Kill Technique formed an extremely subtle connection. The three of them continuously circulated, using the Life Essence as a driving force. They frantically purified his mental strength and strengthened his control. In this short period of time, his Knowledge Sea had dropped to one-third of its original size. It made him wonder if his Knowledge Sea would explode after he finished refining his Knowledge Sea.
All the unknowns were equivalent to a great fear. Since things had already developed to this stage, Ding Ning no longer complained. He could only try his best to comprehend the Thunder Element. He struggled to survive under the impact of the vast energy and waited for a chance of survival.
He had no time to care about anything else as he focused on comprehending the Thunder Element. 30% … 50% … 70% …
As his comprehension of the Thunder Element leveled up, his Dantian also continued to grow. This allowed the vast energy storm to be maintained at a balanced level. He was temporarily not in danger of exploding.
Ding Ning didn't know how much time had passed. Perhaps it was only a moment, but to him, it felt longer than a century. Finally, the thunder and lightning element was fully comprehended. After a crisp bang, the thunder and lightning totem turned into strands of electricity and integrated into his limbs and bones. It even penetrated deep into his bone marrow, constantly refining his essence.
The pain that penetrated deep into his bones was not something that a human could endure. It was thousands of times more intense than the pain he experienced during weapon refinement. He was in so much pain that he screamed at the sky. He wanted to vent the mental breakdown that was brought about by the pain.
His strong desire to live made him understand that he could not faint. Otherwise, he would definitely die this time.
He was in so much pain that he wanted to die. He screamed and roared to his heart's content, venting the fear brought about by the pain. With an unprecedented astonishing willpower, he maintained a thread of clarity in his mind and refused to lose consciousness.
In the sky above the Demon Territory, the huge figure of the Golden Roc covered the sky. Its shrill screech brought with it an unparalleled pressure, which made all the Demon Clan tremble and kneel on the ground. That was the pressure that came from the depths of the bloodline. It was a horrible pressure that emitted from the different levels of life. It made them tremble from the bottom of their souls.
Only on the Holy Mountain, countless powerful will rose into the sky. The powerful ancestor's will joined forces to contend with the Golden Roc's will.
Thanks to these powerful wills, the bloodline suppression of the members of the four families who were worshiping their ancestors was reduced to a barely bearable level, and they didn't kneel down with the others.
But even then, it still caused their hearts to tremble, their backs drenched in sweat, and their eyes carried boundless terror.
But even so, they were still.
Ding Ning had thought that after the completion of the thunder and lightning, his essence, qi, and spirit would become one, and he would enter the God Martial Arts Realm and condense his Martial Soul. However, with the thunder and lightning tempering his marrow, the impurities hidden deep in his bone marrow were expelled, and the subsequent tempering was not so unbearable, which allowed him to temporarily regain his sober mind.
But what made him dumbfounded was that his cultivation did not break through Realm, but was suppressed to the First Heaven of Realm of Martial Arts.
The violent energy continued to pour into his body, causing cracks to appear all over his body. Even the restorative power of the Greenwood Body and the life essence couldn't keep up with the rate at which his body was cracking. It was always easier to destroy than to build. This was an unchanging truth, and it was most directly reflected in this place.
This caused him to feel a deep sense of despair. Could it be that he really couldn't escape this calamity today? Unfortunately, the Kun bloodline was too thin, and he could not activate it.
"Boom!"
Misfortunes never come alone. Just as his body was about to collapse, his Divine Awareness was completely refined. But the black stone tablet did not intend to let him go. It cooperated with the Breathing Skill and the Shadow Kill Skill, and continued to refine his consciousness sea mercilessly.
"Roar!"
His consciousness sea was instantly broken. The sharp pain from the depths of his soul made Ding Ning's eyes bloodshot. He fell into a state of confusion and unconsciously entered the second personality and the state of being possessed.
The giant golden roc in the air was no longer golden. Instead, it was emitting a black light. The gloomy and cold air shrouded the world, making all the Demon Clan members feel cold from the bottom of their bones. They were even more frightened and did not even dare to raise their heads.
The members of the four families could not help but stop the sacrificial ceremony. They looked at the golden roc in horror.
"Bang!"
The body of the golden roc suddenly cracked and then collapsed, turning into a golden light rain.
"The revival of the ancestor of the Wing Men Tribe has failed. Great …"
The members of the four families were all happy. They could not help but clap their hands and cheer with relief.
But at this moment, something strange happened again. Wisps of extremely dense black mist lingered in the air, and the Golden Roc's body was reconstructed with great difficulty but resolutely. The cheers of the members of the Four Great Clans came to an abrupt stop like ducks suddenly being strangled by their necks, and their hearts sank to the bottom again.
They clenched their fists and stared at the black and gold roc's body. They prayed in their hearts. Failure, failure, it must fail!
The Wing Men clenched their fists as well, but they prayed for success. Success, it must succeed!
"Bang!"
Following an earth-shattering explosion, a huge mushroom cloud appeared in the sky. The Golden Roc had just managed to reassemble itself with great difficulty when it was forcefully blown apart by the violent energy tide again, turning into a rain of light that dissipated in the air.
"Hahaha, the heavens have not killed me. The revival of the ancestor of the Wing Men Tribe has failed!"
After a long time, the real body of the golden roc did not appear in the sky again. The members of the four families finally cheered. Their hearts were finally at ease. They cheered and clapped their hands.
The Wing Men Tribe fell into a dead silence. All of them looked as if they had lost their parents. They clenched their fists so hard that their knuckles turned white. Some of the weak-willed members of the Wing Men Tribe knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.
"Why are you crying? What's there to cry about? The revival of the ancestor is an accident. It's great if it succeeds, but it's okay if it doesn't. Even if the ancestor doesn't revive, the Wing Men Tribe will never bow down to anyone. Everyone, get ready to fight! "
The elder of the Wing Men Tribe suppressed the grief in his heart and shouted sternly. His words enlightened all the members of the Wing Men Tribe. They instantly regained their fighting spirit. They wiped away their tears and became high-spirited again.
They knew that after the failure of the revival of their ancestors this time, the four great clans were like birds that were startled by the mere twang of a bow, and they would absolutely not allow the Winged Clan to continue existing in the world. They would surely launch an attack against the Winged Clan at the first possible moment with the intention of annihilating them.
The ancestor of the Wing Men Tribe issued orders in an orderly manner. One by one, the members of the Wing Men Tribe spread their wings and flew in all directions. They contacted the clans that had been protected by the ancestor of the Wing Men Tribe and formed a strategic alliance to prepare for the upcoming war.
The Multitude Demon City was the same. The four families had been operating for many years and had countless vassal clans under them. The failure of the ancestor of the Wing Men Tribe had caused the Wing Men Tribe's prestige to plummet. It was the best time to exterminate them. Even if Duke Huai tried to plead for the Wing Men Tribe, they would not agree. The Wing Men Tribe was too scary.
Both sides prepared for war and tried to win over the clans that they were on good terms with. There was a turbulent undercurrent and a tense atmosphere spread throughout the Multitude Demon Territory.
"The Winged Monarch has failed?"
A sorrowful expression appeared on Duke Huai's human-like face. He let out a long sigh and did not plead for the Wing Men Tribe anymore. He fell into a deep sleep.
Perhaps when he woke up, the Multitude Demon Territory would return to its original path of development. It would be like a pool of stagnant water without any ripples. The only difference was that he would never see some familiar faces again.
There was great terror in the world, and there was also great terror between life and death!
When Duke Huai retracted his Heavenly Eye and fell into a deep sleep, everyone's attention was focused on the upcoming war.
The terrifying valley that had once stirred up a storm in the Multitude Demon Territory had disappeared from everyone's sight.
As for Ding Ning, the young disciple of the Wing Men who had attracted the attention of countless people, killed the two beloved sons of the Black Tiger King, roasted hundreds of demons as food, and even caused a huge commotion about the revival of their ancestor, would gradually disappear from the demons' memories as time passed.
There was no lack of geniuses in this world. However, there were very few geniuses who could grow up and become the most outstanding of their generation.
A genius like Ding Ning, who died before he could grow up, would eventually become a precious memory of their youth. He would not become an eternal existence in their lives.
The young girls of the Demon Race did not cry. They only felt a sense of loss. It was their nature to worship the strong. However, no matter how powerful a genius was, once he died, he would no longer be a strong person. The youthful feelings that sprouted in their hearts would eventually fade with the passage of time until there was no trace of them left.
Perhaps when their hair turned white and they reminisced about the past, they would occasionally think of this monstrous youth who had once shaken their hearts. He had cooked delicious roasted meat, killed a person every ten steps, and dared to make the entire world his enemy. They would feel a little regret and a little loss, but that was all!
As for that arrogant Wang Huangsheng who loved to brag, he was just a passerby. His only use was perhaps to add a little humor to this exciting memory.
"Who was it? Who dared to erase the mark of my Tao Seed? "
On an abandoned planet in the Unknown Land, a huge black shadow, which had slept for countless years in the depths of the planet, suddenly appeared. It was as tall as an indomitable giant. A pair of scarlet eyes flickered in the black fog, as if it could see through the long river of time and look at the place where the Demon Territory was in the distance.
The entire space of the Unknown Land was shattered by the terrifying power. Countless space cracks appeared densely, but they were like obedient babies beside the huge black shadow and did not dare to approach at all.
After a long time, the black shadow unwillingly let out an extremely angry roar. The terrifying air wave formed a terrible destructive ripple, which shattered the abandoned planet and turned it into cosmic dust …
When I die, who will be sad for me? When I am born again, who will rejoice and weep for me?
When the golden roc failed to recast its body and exploded because of the huge energy, this was the last question that Ding Ning wanted to know with his remaining reason.
His father would, his master would, his mother would, his sister would, Luo Xue would, Duxing would, Nuo Nuo would, Jingjing would, and Ye Huan would … Would Sister Queen and Mu Qing would?
Maybe, maybe not.
But there were still so many people who were worried about him. How could he die like this?
No, I can't. I haven't recognized my mother, haven't reunited with my family, haven't seen my child born, haven't led my wives to serve a cup of wife tea to my father and mother …
There are still too many things that I haven't done, and too many wishes that I haven't fulfilled. I am not willing to give up!
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