Chapter 1 Wedges "Nine were buried alive back then, but with my strength, I could only revive one spirit." The old hoarseness and the warm, clear voice mixed into a whisper, like thunder in the dead darkness. The blood-colored runes hanging in the void swayed slightly with the sound, spreading out and gathering again like water waves. "Then..." A middle-aged man's voice stopped abruptly. dong dong—— A dull tremor inflates the eardrums, as if standing in the heart and listening to it beating in the chest. The person who replied seemed to be frightened and remained silent for a long time. After a long time, the middle-aged man replied slightly reluctantly: "Then...it must be the strongest one." The words were so soft that they were almost breathless, but they were filled with shocking cruelty and greed. "This is the densest rune."
A faint light shone in the darkness, and a slender white hand protruded from the ripples and pressed on the dense blood-colored runes. "... Xun Palace issued an order to transport the god back to the east. Capture the dragon and activate the lightning, which is the ninth level of power... The mountain thunder and Wentong can pull out the mountain and destroy the front. The thunder of Rengui kills monsters and captures the dragon. The earth thunder and stone can defeat evil and protect against evil... …When you hear my order, leave Xun Palace quickly…” The mantra reverberated in the void, and the light clusters dispersed like fireflies, and then merged into the mantra. An ominous breath of death surrounded the opposite vitality and continued to surge, merging into a tangled yin and yang fish shape in the void. , the blood and green gradually faded, turning into soft white light. Wherever the light reaches, almost petrified dead tree roots that are as thick as a giant python are revealed. At this moment, the dead tree is soaked by the light, constantly sprouting new leaves and quickly withering, repeating the reincarnation cycle. The hand was sucked of life by the runes, and became wrinkled in an instant. The entangled roots suddenly came to life, and the python was entangled with the light for a long time, until the palm pressed on the rune turned into dense white bones and then suddenly spread apart, revealing the thing it had been wrapped in for thousands of years. "Successful!" There was joy in the middle-aged man's voice. Underneath the winding roots is a person. A white robe embroidered with golden and green runes hangs on his thin and lonely body. Although he looks infinitely close to a skeleton, his face is still vaguely beautiful. She was actually a young girl in her prime. This was beyond the expectation of the man in black robe. He was finally able to enter the forbidden area, and his left hand, which was like a dead branch hidden in his sleeve, was trembling, "The spirit of the sacred tree, come to my altar..." The sound was almost drowned in the loud rumbling noise. Beams of light fell from the top of the head, dust danced wildly in the beams, and the middle-aged man's voice seemed to be urging anxiously from far away, "Healer, this place is going to collapse!" The collapsed earthworks continued to fall, and the figure in black robe seemed to be pulled in place by some force. There was only an arm between him and the girl hanging in the air. The thin blood vessels in the eyes hidden under the black robe exploded, and the eyeballs Instantly dyed blood red. boom-- "Healer!" Amid the screams, a giant dark tree was thrust into the ground beside him like a sharp sword. The girl suddenly opened her eyes. A pair of black and white but lifeless eyes seemed to be looking at him, and also seemed to be looking at the light falling next to him. In an instant, a cloud of blood flowers burst out from the black robe, spraying on the giant tree nearby. The dead wood slowly sprouted a new bud like spring. (End of this chapter)