Martial World's
Ch 925 - Unforgivable Indifference
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In the span of three years, Yang Yun's appearance did not change but his temperament was completely different. The Yang Yun Yang of the past had white clothes fluttering in the wind and his temperament was extremely refined, as if he was not stained by the world. His words were elegant and he was very handsome. To describe it with a term was: a man like jade.
The current Yang Yun was completely different. There was not even the slightest shadow of his past self in his current incarnation. He was wearing a deep red robe, and most of his clothes were wide open, revealing strong shoulders and a firm chest that surged with vitality. His muscles were aesthetically pleasing and beautifully cut as if they were formed from jade, crystal and flawless.
There was a red line slashing between his eyebrows, with two sharp points and a round center, looking like an eye. It gave him an evil charm.
Such a transformation was because Yang Yun was approaching the path of the demons. The aura of a martial artist was ultimately the energy field surrounding them. Those who study the orthodox method of cultivation will have an energy field that turns towards the right path, and those who study the demonic path planting method have a temperament that tends to seem like a demon, and those who study the path of the devil have a temperament that tends to look like a demon, their auras seemed to be more evil and bloody.
Originally, with Yang Yun's methods and outstanding talent, everyone believed that he would become the leader and great hero of the heavenly Nine Furnace Kingdom. No one imagined that after a trip to the Temple of Marvels, an incredible series of events would follow. Yang Yun had actually killed his own great-grandfather and even forced his father into a dead end.
After that, Yang Yun not only controlled the Nine Heavenly Furnace Kingdom, but he also established dominance over the other three heavenly Kingdoms. The world is under his control. If he managed to unite the four Holy Kingdoms together, he would build a true sixth-grade sect!
A fifth-grade sect took out a Life Destruction powerhouse as an Elder, and if they had a leader of the heavenly Sea then they would be called a Holy Land. A sixth-grade sect took the heavenly Sea powerhouse as an Elder, and the highest under the heavens as their leader. For the past 100,000 years, there were 10 people who appeared in the martial world who qualified as the highest under the heavens, but the number of sixth-grade sects did not exceed three!
Every time a sixth-grade sect appeared, it was the gathering of the strength of an entire continent, a short moment of a flourishing history!
If Yang Yun managed to join the four heavenly Kingdoms together, he could complete this great goal.
At this moment, Yang Yun's eyes were closed and his face was expressionless. He exuded a powerful and reassuring momentum from his body, making him feel unapproachable.
"Demon King, why are you calling me back?"
Whitedemon fell to one knee. The one he knelt down on was the Ancient Devil within Yang Yun's body. During these past three years, more and more Ancient Devil personalities and past appearances began to reappear in Yang Yun. In the battle at the Miracle Temple, the Ancient Demon had lost two-thirds of its soul. But for these past three years, the Ancient Devil had been restoring and feeding himself in this blood pond. He gathered the countless skeletons of the Supreme Elders who had died in the great war 100,000 years ago, gathering them to absorb their energy. The current Ancient Devil had recovered his battle power to a certain degree. If he had Yang Yun now, his strength would even surpass Whitedemon. Whitedemon became even more respectful towards him.
"You can't defeat Lin Ming. ”
The Ancient Demon. Although he had yet to see the great battle between Whitedemon and Lin Ming, he was able to draw sufficient conclusions from the incomplete information Whitedemon had sent him.
Whitedemon didn't seem too sure, but he couldn't help but admit, “I don't know where, but Lin Ming has managed to inherit some extremely powerful force fields. If I am not mistaken, then it should be part of the Primordius martial intent that Empyrean Primordius had mastered in the past. Once this strange martial intent was activated, it would form a mystical space around it, covering the world within a range of 1,300 miles and all Laws and energies losing their effectiveness within it. With a long-range attack, my spear light weakened to less than 30% of its original strength after penetrating into the middle. But if I enter that strange space and fight it, it instead causes all of the true essence in my body to be suppressed by the indisputable principles within; there was nothing I could do against Lin Ming. ”
"If it wasn't for that strange space, I would have been able to kill him in three moves!" Whitedemon said with bitterness that hates. When he fought against Lin Ming, it made him feel like he had a strength that he could not use; it was an extremely irritating feeling.
"mm? Primordius' martial intent! ”The Ancient Demon's eyes suddenly opened and his expression changed. As someone who participated in the great war 100,000 years ago, he personally witnessed the scene of Empyrean Primordius activating Primordius martial intent and instantly annihilating the tens of thousands of Divine Realm powerhouses where they stood. Ancient Demons naturally knew what these words meant!
He pondered this for fifteen minutes and said, "I've seen Lin Ming's life history. Before he was 15 years old, his talent was average and his achievements were ordinary. But after he reached the age of 15, his growth became uncontrollable. In just 10 short years, it had already grown to such an extent. It was clear that 10 years ago he managed to find heaven-defying lucky chances. And I suspect that this lucky chance has something to do with Empyrean Primordius. ”
"Could the black vortex within Lin Ming's body be the basic form of Primordius' martial intent?"
The Ancient Devil muttered to himself. He only saw Primordius' martial intent; he did not understand that. It was impossible for people like him to speculate about the existence at the border of Empyrean Primordius.
As for the Magic Cube, the Ancient Devil did not know about this. He had no idea that Lin Ming would have such a fortuitous encounter at the age of 15, so he came to such a misunderstanding.
When Whitedemon saw the Ancient Devil immersed in his thoughts, he nosed his chocolate and said, "No matter how lucky the opportunity Lin Ming had, after killing him all of it would belong to the Lord Demon Lord. Everything he has done or achieved is just a gift to you! ”
Whitedemon glanced at the blood pool around him and said, “Since the last time I was here, 20% of the power of the blood pool has been absorbed by you. If this continues, will it be enough for you to achieve perfection in your Great Blood Refining Art? ”
The blood essence was extremely nourishing for the heavenly soul. When the Ancient Devil killed Yang Laotian and Ouye Hua, he did so to rule over the four heavenly Kingdoms but also for their blood essence.
In these past three years, the Ancient Demons gathered the deep sea clans of the Fog Sea and ordered them to kill countless deep sea ferocious beasts, he said, using their blood to settle this blood pool. Ancient Devils had gathered the remains of some great powers from the Sea of Miracles and threw their skeletons into the blood pond. All of these were conditions he prepared to develop the Great Blood Refining Art.
"Religion . The level of this deep sea ferocious beast was not high enough. Although there were many high-level vicious beasts in the sea, these heavenly Ocean-ranked ferocious beasts usually stayed deep in the water depths of 500,000 feet. Even I would find it difficult to withstand the pressure at such depths, let alone kill them. As for the remains of these Divine Realm powerhouses, although they were once fierce existences, after 100,000 years had passed, their blood almost all dried up and they did not have much effect. ”
The Ancient Devil shook his head as he spoke.
Whitedemon's mind moved. "What is the reason that the Demon Lord called me back in such a hurry that he wished for me to kill some deep sea savage beasts to help your magical power achieve great success?"
The Ancient Devil nodded. “Indeed, all I need now is fresh blood essence. There is no way you will be able to kill a sea savage beast within the Divine level Divine Realm. Right now my supernatural strength has barely reached completion. The blood essence of a basic savage beast is no longer useful to me. ”
“Then what should we do? Even though human heavenly Sea powerhouses were easy to kill, they focused on their dantian, and their blood strength was far inferior to that of a truly evil ferocious beast. "Said Whitedemon with a serious expression.
At this moment, the lips of the Ancient Demon curved into a sly smile. “Human blood naturally has a limited effect, but if they have the blood of different ferocious beasts inside their bodies, then that is a different matter. For example, the bloodline of the Ancient Phoenix Clan or the bloodline of the Hydra Clan were both excellent bloodlines. ”
"mm?" Whitedemon's eyes widened and coldness crept on his back. He has the Hydra bloodline!
Woosh!
The world around him suddenly changed. A deep blood red barrier rose up, covering Whitedemon and the Ancient Devil inside!
This is the Spectral Blood Skylock Array!
This was much different from the Spectral Blood Skylock Array that had been set for Lin Ming. This series of Spectral Blood Skylocks was personally controlled by Ancient Demons and also had a large blood pool as support. There is no comparison of forces between the two. Even Lin Ming would be hard pressed to break through if he personally came here. Moreover, Whitedemon's ability to break through array formations was much inferior to Lin Ming!
"Devil King, you, you …!" Whitedemon looked at the Ancient Devil with disbelief etched on his face. As a subordinate of the Ancient Demon, he owed him a debt of gratitude. The reason Whitedemon was able to cultivate in such a way was because the Ancient Devil had given him sufficient resources. All these years he maintained total loyalty to the Ancient Demons. He never thought that one day he would be a victim.
"If you are looking for a savage beast, their blood will not be enough. Lin Ming's growth was too fast and I didn't have much time; I was only a step away from completion. I need your bloodline as the final touch. You currently have a late cultivation of the heavenly Sea, and in the past you even reached the higher heavenly Transformation realm. Your Hydra bloodline is all I need. All I can do is take your small sacrifice to make my big plan come true. ”
The Ancient Demon had no expression on his face or his voice had no emotion.
Whitedemon's eyes turned blood red. He grasped his purple spear, feeling as if a blade had been twisted into his heart. He never imagined that one day the benefactor he respected would betray him in such a way.
"Master Demon King, I don't believe this. In the Sea of Miracles your physical body was destroyed and your strength was greatly reduced. Without a mortal body you have no combat power at all. If not for my shelter and support, you would never have been able to live until now. We spent over 100,000 years together in the Sea of Miracles, yet you did this to me? ”
The Ancient Devil indifferently looked at Whitedemon. “There is no more meaning in mentioning things that have already passed. You can't refuse me. 100,000 years ago when I trained you, I've cast a spell on your body. With the large array here as support, killing you was as easy as turning a hand. ”
“I can't believe this! I'm not gonna believe this! ”Whitedemon's eyes flared up as he stared into the eyes of the Ancient Devil. Suddenly, his mind trembled as he realized what was happening. "You're not the Demon King! You are Yang Yun! Where is the Demon Lord !? Lord Demon God! Lord Demon God! Save me! Yang Yun wants to kill me! "
No matter how much Whitedemon shouted, the young man in front of him maintained his cold apathy, as if everything that happened was within his plans and under his control.
"To think that you will recognize me in the end. Right, I am not a Demon king, I am me, I am Yang Yun! ”Yang Yun stood up, looking at Whitedemon as the heavenly god watched over the humans, a merciless indifference in his eyes.