Return From The Immortal World
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While quietly listening to the conversation between Tang Xiu and the Diablo Praecantator clan, a huge shock struck Chen Zhizhong's entire existence. Even in his dream, to think that his Master Tang Xiu was actually from another world that all humans longed for …
At the same time, he was also startled by this Diablo Praecantator clan. They have been imprisoned here for hundreds of thousands of years and still survive until now — something far more unbelievable and mysterious than the myth itself.
"What exactly is the Curse of the Forbidden Diablo Praecantator and the Nightmare of Life and Death, Sir?" Chen Zhizhong asked as she suppressed her shock.
"It was a terrifying curse that was exclusive to the Diablo Hero Clan known as the Nightmare of Life and Death," Tang Xiu explained.
"Is this curse so powerful?" Chen Zhizhong asked with a curious face.
Squinting his eyes, Tang Xiu glanced at the Diablo Praecantator clan and slowly told. “It was something told in the legend that the legendary Magus of this clan was adept at casting a very mysterious and secret magic curse. This curse had no impact on anyone other than their clan. After the Diablo Praecantator clan used this curse on themselves, their lifespan would increase tens of millions of times by 10,000 years in a single cycle where they could only wake up for 100 years for each cycle and spend the rest of the sleep cycle. It was for this reason that they could live for so long, far longer than the immortals who were at the same cultivation level as them. ”
Discalceate Diabolos face turned grim and his murderous aura seemed to have condensed into substance as he said fiercely, “You were right. Everything that is said about this legend is true. I'm just not sure if you're lucky or not because you happened to meet us when we were in the waking phase. The Nightmare of Life and Death is the secret curse of my Diablo Praecantator Clan that can indeed make our people live long. However, it was also an alternative to death itself. We can only wake up for 100 years, but every time we wake up, the world changes with everything we know. When we don't fully understand the new world yet, we then fall asleep again for nearly 10,000 years, only to wake up 100 years later again. The cycle continues and continues. It became a torment and torment that the average man could not imagine to feel. If ... if we did have a choice and were not forced by the situation, there would be no one from my clan to cast this curse of the Nightmare of Life and Death on themselves. ”
Tang Xiu looked at this Diablo Praecantator clan with some pity. He never knew what situation these people were facing, but Diabolos Discalceate made it clear that only suffering and torture were the result of this curse, he said, that every member of this clan would rather die than seek such longevity but be limited in every cycle.
Discalceate Diabolos gradually took back his murderous aura. Then, she looked at Tang Xiu and asked in a deep voice, "Murid Sacred Sect Vermillion Bird, can you help us escape from this place?"
"Frankly, my hands are tied now even though I really want to help you. "Tang Xiu shook his head and said," Your strength might decline, less than a thousandth of your prime, but you should be able to sense that there is a huge problem in my body and soul. Right now I am too weak, and regardless of how eager I am to help you, there is nothing I can do. Except ... unless I can restore my strength to the Perfect Gold Eternal Stage. ”
The man thought for a long time and nodded wordlessly. Then, he said with a regretful face, “You were right. It is almost impossible with your current strength. This damn Diablo Array was too abstruse to break, even those at the Perfected Golden Realm Stage could not break it unless they completely grasped the Diablo Array. In the beginning, there were tens of millions of Diablo Praecantator Clan warriors here. But no matter how hard we tried, we were never able to break it, and were unable to escape from this place. ”
Tang Xiu frowned and said, "You mean, there are tens of millions of warriors of your clan imprisoned here? But why is there only you left .. ”
Discalceate Diabolos smiled bitterly and said, “Freedom and slaughter are instincts given to my clan. Without freedom, my clan might as well choose to commit suicide. Hahaha .. tens of millions of elite fighters of my clan with the weakest at the Heavenly Core Stage and tens at the Perfect Gold Immortal Stage, yet they chose to commit suicide … How fate ordained the most shameful way of death to fall on my clan .. ”
"But why are you still alive?" Ask Tang Xiu.
Pointing to his chest, he replied, “This fire in the heart must continue to burn. The blood of our enemies that must be shed to remove our shame. The choice of my tens of millions of clans, the worst bad luck that befell us, some of us chose to ignite the fire of revenge. For a long time we must be safe, all to wait … waiting for the day we can escape and see the light of day and use the flame of vengeance in our hearts to burn all the traitors and traitors of the Sacred Pristine Palace. ”
“It is unfortunate for you that everyone in the Sacred Pristine Palace had been killed over 100,000 years ago. "Tang Xiu shook his head and said," You almost never hold on to the last breath of your life, yet you can't erase your shame with their blood. But fortunately, your enemy is dead and your shackled heart can be freed now. ”
Discalceate Diabolos slowly turned around and looked back towards the hundreds of his clansmen who had dragged out their weak existences. He looked at the gradually lost anger on their faces which was now replaced by deep despair. Suddenly, he let out an ugly smile that was more unsightly than crying as he wildly laughed before shouting, “All my clan, did you hear it? Our enemy is dead. They're all dead. We are alive now, but for what? Hasn't the Sacred Pristine Palace been destroyed? All the wait we went through has given us the result, so why are we still alive? ”
Amidst the madness, he suddenly raised his arm and a blade of war over four meters long suddenly emerged from the thin air in his hand. Hundreds of his clan comrades also released each of their immortal weapons, lifting them up high in the air.
Outside of the ranks, Tang Xiu's face changed drastically when he saw the actions of the hundreds of Diablo Praecantator clans. He then let out a deafening shout, "Legenda said that the Diablo Praecantator Clan is those who understand grace and gratitude the most. I bring you news of the destruction of the Sacred Pristine Palace. Is it not a great gift that gives you the opportunity to free yourself? Are you going to commit suicide now and leave your debts unpaid? "
The several hundred Diablo Praecantator clans became stiff. They love fighting, slaughter and freedom. They are a simple clan that is far from intrigue and intrigue — reasons why their clan has never been the leader of an army and can only be a subordinate race of a certain power.
Tang Xiu's reminder made them temporarily cancel their thoughts of suicide. Hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at Tang Xiu, as Disalceate Diabolos then asked, "Murid Sacred Sect Vermillion Bird, how do you want us to repay your debt?"
Tang Xiu was silent for a moment, then suddenly pointed towards Chen Zhizhong and replied in a deep voice, "Rumor has it that your Diablo Prince Clan has a secret art to turn the bodies of other races into yours while also inheriting your bloodline, all while transforming them into the most perfect warriors. After all, you are all determined to leave this world, so you might as well help my disciple. ”
Discalceate Diabolos stared intently at Chen Zhizhong before turning around and exchanging words with his several hundred clans. Then, he nodded and said, “He was the first to find us in the past 100,000 years, so it was fate that made him the destiny friend of our Diablo Praecantator clan. Although he is currently very weak, you have given us grace — a favor that we will repay well. But all of this requires the consent of both sides. We will fulfill your request, but you have to enter this array if you want to obtain our heritage and become a perfect warrior. But once you get in, you'll never get out. ”
Tang Xiu turned to look at Chen Zhizhong and said in a deep voice, “ZHizhong, our ancestors once said that glory comes with danger. A broad road has now unfolded before you, so I'll ask you. Do you dare or to enter this array to receive the inheritance of these seniors of the Diablo Prince Clan? ”
Chen Zhizhong's skin changed. Should Discalceate Diabolos tell the truth, what if I really can't get out after inserting the array? Can I endure the torment of being imprisoned for countless years?
Nah!
His heart trembled and he suddenly recalled another scenario. His master, Tang Xiu, was an expert who was adept at arraying. He might be able to break the array in front of him.
At this moment, Chen Zhizhong was in a dilemma. If his master could not break the ranks, then he would be imprisoned forever. But if he could destroy it, wouldn't that mean it would be a great opportunity for him?
What should I choose?
As time went on, Chen Zhizhong finally decided and decided to choose to believe in her Master. He has decided to walk the path to immortality — a journey and game between life and death in and of himself. If he won, then he would be reborn and achieve greatness in the future. If he lost, he could only blame his misfortune.
"I will take the risk, Master," Chen Zhizhong replied with a stern face and a firm nod.
Tang Xiu looked satisfied, nodded and loudly replied, “Then you deserve to be Tang Xiu's disciple! Only with your mentality and mind will you have great achievements in the future! Then go inside! As long as you can obtain the legacy of senior Diecas Praecantator of the Diablo Clan, I will definitely become a Perfect Golden Immortal in the future and I will truly be able to save you. ”
"Understand!" Answer Chen Zhizhong. He then walked towards the hundreds of Diablo Praecantator clans. The transparent energy shield did not stop his footsteps and he easily entered the array and arrived in front of the Discalceate Diabolos.
Diabolos Discalceate looked at him with appreciation and was highly praised. "My clan has always had unquestionable respect for those who have a heroic spirit, a tough man with an everlasting will and determination. You're an amazing man; a real tough man! ”
Chen Zhizhong took a deep breath. He turned to look at Tang Xiu and turned around again as he immediately cupped his fists and saluted. “In this way, then I must trouble you for mercy, Seniors. ”
Discalceate Diabolos turned his gaze to Tang Xiu and said in a deep voice, "Death is much better than being forgotten. I hope you did not deceive us and I hope that everything you say is true that all the people of the Holy Pristine Palace have been destroyed. ”
"Trust begins with the truth and ends with the truth" Tang Xiu said solemnly.
Discalceate Diabolos nodded in response. He suddenly howled sharply, long ago. Suddenly, hundreds of Diablo Praecantator clans floated up to tens of meters simultaneously, each of them constantly changing their positions and immediately forming a spinning disc-like pattern.