"My first avatar told me that the black-blooded bastards have gradually grasped the principles of reincarnation after so many years. They've already begun the elite training program."
Old Donkey's eyes flickered with a cold light. "Not only do they want to reincarnate the talented spirits of the Yao Nation into the wretched lands of Hell and turn them into the black-blooded race with extraordinary aptitude, but they've also used great magic power to construct a spatial reincarnation bridge. They've used a secret art to send the spirits of those old fellows from the Black Blood Plague Tribe who've reached the end of their lifespans here to reincarnate. They want to create an invincible race with heaven-defying aptitude."
"That works?"
Ding Ning cried out in shock. Before he could ask, Old Donkey continued with a cold glint in his eyes, "You don't understand the meaning of reincarnation. Every reincarnation is actually a process of evolution. If the black-blooded bastards are allowed to exploit this loophole and allow their people to reincarnate with their memories, then the Black Blood Plague Tribe will possess the most outstanding aptitude for evolution in the near future. They'll eventually become the rulers of the entire chaotic universe."
Ding Ning's expression changed in shock. Every reincarnation was a process of evolution? What evidence was there to prove this?
However, he quickly recalled the history of civilization and evolution on Earth. At the beginning of the primitive society, humans ate raw meat and drank blood. They lived arduously in harsh environments like wild beasts, and the average lifespan of a person was only ten to twenty years.
As humans continued to multiply, they gradually learned survival skills such as farming, fishing, and sharpening stone tools to use as hunting weapons. They even learned to use fire to roast their food and no longer ate raw meat. Their intelligence increased and they broke away from the primitive life of wild beasts. Even their lifespans began to slowly increase until private ownership appeared and the embryonic form of society was developed. The fires of civilization were like a single spark that started a prairie fire, spreading and radiating continuously. Matriarchal clans … slave society … feudal society … industrial revolution … until the emergence of the current technological society.
On the surface, the history of human evolution seemed to be the inevitable trend of the development of society and civilization. However, if one analyzed it from another perspective, from the Immemorial Age to the Ancient Age to the Modern Age to the present day, wasn't this a cycle of reincarnation and evolution?
Therefore, what Old Donkey had said about every reincarnation being an evolution wasn't groundless. It was very reasonable. It was just that the lifespan of a person was limited, so the reincarnation of a single person was harder to see clearly than the reincarnation of the entire world.
The Black Blood Plague Tribe had an Immortal rank expert. They had a lifespan of millions or even tens of millions of years. It was completely possible for them to watch the reincarnation of a world from the sidelines. Therefore, their research on the evolution of living beings was far more profound than any living being in the Three Realms.
Therefore, they had the idea of controlling the Land of Reincarnation and taking advantage of the loopholes in order to carry out individual evolution and raise their aptitudes. In the end, they could push the development of the entire civilization forward. This was not impossible.
Of course, without sufficient strength, even an Immortal rank expert would not be able to exploit this loophole.
However, the Kun Peng Small World was an imperfect small world. There was no supervision from the Heavenly Dao to maintain the operation of order. This allowed the Black Blood Plague Tribe to see the possibility in the impossible.
Old Donkey's response was also very cruel and decisive. He planned to take away the Yin Yang Boundary Stele to reverse yin and yang, causing the order of this incomplete small world to fall into disorder. Although this would cause the demon race to face the danger of extinction, it also indirectly ruined the Black Blood Plague Tribe's plans.
Ding Ning had figured out the crux of the matter. His gaze towards Old Donkey had already become extremely complicated. A chill shot up to the top of his head. This reminded him of the past when Old Donkey had teamed up with the Demon Emperor to kill millions of demon soldiers.
Just how ruthless did this old fellow have to be to be willing to use the fate of the entire demon race to make such a bold decision?
And the most innocent one was him. He had somehow become an indispensable chess piece in the overall situation, and he didn't even have a temper. After all, from the looks of it, this desperate and decisive way of dealing with the situation was the best way. This was a situation where both sides would suffer losses and both sides would perish.
Old Donkey had sacrificed his own daughter to seduce his grandfather, and then set up a trap for his mother and father to give birth to him. This interlocking scheme caused Ding Ning's heart to go cold and his hair to stand on end. He believed that at the critical moment, if sacrificing himself could achieve one of Old Donkey's goals, then Old Donkey would definitely choose to sacrifice him without hesitation.
In the eyes of peerless heroes like him and the Demon Emperor, there was nothing that couldn't be sacrificed in order to achieve their goals. Even millions of demon and demon soldiers had been killed by him and the Demon Emperor. What else couldn't they be sacrificed? His great-grandfather's familial relationship wasn't very useful.
Thinking back to when he exploded and died, Old Donkey clearly knew what was going to happen, but he didn't have the slightest intention of making a move. If it wasn't for the fact that he still had some attachment and a strong desire to live, perhaps he really would have died.
This was probably why Old Donkey was so dissatisfied with him and said that he was feminine. In the eyes of a hero like him, if Ding Ning couldn't even pass this little test, then he would be a waste of food and would die.
Perhaps Old Donkey's intentions were good. He wanted to sharpen his will and find opportunities on the Path of Reincarnation. However, such a dangerous matter had actually been carried out according to his plan without any warning. This was truly difficult for him to forgive. His heart wasn't as cold and hard as Old Donkey's.
The more Ding Ning thought about it, the more his heart palpitated. Looking at Old Donkey's seemingly benevolent face, he felt a chill in his heart. He didn't feel the slightest sense of security.
For the first time in his life, he felt Lord Xia's feelings when his entire family was annihilated. His ancestor was clearly the number one martial marquis in the world, but for the sake of the country, he had coldly and heartlessly ignored it. No one would be able to easily forgive him.
Ding Ning had a very bad premonition. He felt that Old Donkey was hiding many things from him. What was his ultimate goal? Was it really to resist the Black Blood Plague Race's robbery? He didn't dare believe it.
"What are you daydreaming about? Refine the Eternal Crystal first and start training in the afternoon!"
Old Donkey scolded him in a low voice when he saw Ding Ning's expression change. He even asked Ding Ning to release Mystery, saying that he wanted to train her.
No matter what Old Donkey's goal was, Ding Ning was now riding a tiger and couldn't back down. He could only do as he was told, but he kept his guard up at all times. He didn't expect this ruthless old man to take care of him, but he would thank the gods if he could find his conscience at the critical moment and not send him to his death for nothing.
Therefore, Ding Ning had a hundred thousand questions he wanted to ask. For example, what was going on in the underground palace he had entered? Who was the statue in the underground palace suppressing? Also, did Old Donkey know about the three treasures of the Nine-tailed Great Centipede?
But after some thought, Ding Ning didn't ask any questions. He decided to keep an eye on the three treasures. Who knew when they would become life-saving trump cards?
He closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged, circulating the Myriad Creation Breathing Technique rhythmically. Ding Ning quickly entered a wondrous state of meditation. Every blade of grass and tree within a radius of twenty thousand meters became extremely clear in his mind. He could even clearly sense the emotions of the plants and trees. A wondrous feeling welled up in his heart. As long as he wanted to, he could plunder all the vitality of the plants and trees to replenish himself.
Was this refinement? What a miraculous feeling, but at this moment, he didn't have the time to carefully experience this wonderful feeling, because as he refined the Indestructible Crystal in his hand, it produced a strong sense of rejection. The vast pressure made him feel as if he was facing the might of the heavens, even breathing became difficult, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
If it wasn't for the Yang Eternal Crystal in his sea of consciousness suppressing his sea of consciousness, he suspected that his sea of consciousness would be crushed by the terrifying pressure emanating from the Eternal Crystal.
Why was it like this? It wasn't so difficult to refine the Yang Eternal Crystal before.
The veins on Ding Ning's forehead bulged, and his face turned the color of a pig's liver. However, the Yang Eternal Crystal was clearly beginning to turn illusory, yet it was unwilling to be refined by him. The terrifying repulsive force radiating from it caused his sea of consciousness to tremble violently. He felt like his head was about to split open. He couldn't help but want to stop, but the breathing technique seemed as if it wouldn't stop until it reached its goal. It was actually operating on its own, making it impossible for him to stop even if he wanted to.
This feeling of helplessness made him feel very sullen and angry. He felt that Old Donkey was tricking him again.
He subconsciously straightened his arm, wanting to move the Yang Eternal Crystal further away from him. He wanted to see if he could stop the circulation of the breathing technique.
Huh!
The breathing technique didn't stop as he thought it would, but his inadvertent action of straightening his arm had caused the Yang Eternal Crystal to adjust its angle slightly. It was such an imperceptible adjustment, and the huge repulsive force receded like the tide. What followed was an incomparably huge suction force.
There was a whoosh, and before he could react to what was going on, the Yang Eternal Crystal had already burrowed into his sea of consciousness on its own. It stuck tightly to the Yang Eternal Crystal like a fused doll, and it couldn't be pulled apart no matter how hard he tried.
Ding Ning relaxed, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through his mind. He revealed a look of realization. So that's how it is.
Like poles repel each other, and different poles attract each other. The resistance of the Yang Eternal Crystal earlier was because the angle was wrong, causing the two poles to repel each other. However, once the angle was adjusted, the repulsive force became a suction force, and they smoothly fused together.
This caused a strange expression to appear on his face. Could it be that the Yang Eternal Crystal was magnetic like a magnet?
If that was the case, then things would be interesting. Old Donkey said that one of the black stone tablets was an Yang Eternal Crystal, and the other was an Yang Eternal Crystal. However, the characteristics they displayed were definitely not as simple as two World Suppressing Steles of Yin and Yang.
This was because he sensed that these two stone tablets both possessed the attributes of Yin and Yang. After the two stone tablets were glued together, they seemed to undergo some kind of chemical reaction and began to melt continuously. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a large, pitch-black ball that began to spin wildly.
Ding Ning felt the world spin around him, and his sea of consciousness exploded with a bang. His vision darkened, and he actually fainted.
"Little bastard, what's wrong with you? Wake up, wake up … "
Old Donkey, who had been watching him closely from the side, cried out in alarm. He hurriedly went forward to help him up and shouted.
"What's wrong with Big Brother?"
Mystery, who hadn't dared to disturb Ding Ning all along, came forward with a face full of worry and asked nervously.
Old Donkey's expression was solemn. He extended his Divine Sense, wanting to check Ding Ning's sea of consciousness to see what was wrong. However, he grunted and fell on his butt. Blood flowed out of his seven apertures, and his face was filled with shock. He looked in disbelief at the unconscious Ding Ning, whose eyes were tightly shut.
With his cultivation, the moment his Divine Sense entered Ding Ning's sea of consciousness, it was directly obliterated by a terrifying force, causing him to suffer an extremely severe backlash.
He raised his hoof to wipe the blood off his face, and a blank look appeared in his eyes. "I also don't know what has happened. How did I become like this?"
Mystery became even more worried. She reached out to grab Ding Ning's wrist, wanting to feel his pulse and aura. However, her expression suddenly changed.
Ding Ning's body was like a large black hole that devoured everything. All the power in his body was like a flood that had been released from the floodgates. His majestic body rapidly thinned, and his muscles rapidly shriveled. His silver hair also gradually became dim and lusterless, turning into dry white hair. His entire person actually aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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