nyslfriends Chapter 1694 Rebirth, Sudden Change!
Chapter 1694 Rebirth, Sudden Change!
the other side.
True Dragon Sea, deep within a certain secluded sea area...
In the cold, silent sea, squads of figures clad in heavy, dark armor patrolled silently along meticulously planned routes, like giant sea monsters.
The bone spears in their hands gleamed with a ghostly white light, and with each swing of their tails they stirred up dark currents, silently passing through the magnificent palace complexes that rose from the ground.
These palaces are constructed from massive piles of deep-sea obsidian, their surfaces carved with ferocious tiger shark totems, exuding an aura of majesty and ruthlessness under the faint phosphorescence.
here.
This is the core territory of the Black Spirit Tiger Shark clan, the center of power!
Inside a magnificent and imposing main hall.
Sha Minghong, perched atop a cold, black jade throne, rested his chin on one hand, his knuckles tapping the cold, hard armrest intermittently, producing a low, monotonous knocking sound.
His once sharp, piercing tiger eyes now appeared somewhat unfocused, gazing blankly into the dark void deep within the hall.
It seemed as if it wanted to pierce through the thick stone wall and look towards some unknown distance.
"Ever since I stepped into the Forbidden Sea..."
Shark Minghong's whispers were almost inaudible in the silent hall, yet his thoughts surged like deep-sea currents.
"This crucial blood monument that accompanied my rise to power has been frequently restless, causing a resonance deep within my primordial bloodline."
This is no ordinary occurrence!
A thought popped into my head uncontrollably:
"Could it be."
His gaze suddenly sharpened for a moment.
"Is this blood monument itself incomplete?"
Is that missing, crucial part in the forbidden sea?
Is that why it elicited such a strong resonance?
But then, He shook his head violently, suppressing the thought.
"wrong!
Last time, to fight against the Purgatory Clan, I joined forces and ventured deep into the Forbidden Sea. At that time, the Blood Stele remained completely still, as silent as a dead object.
His brow furrowed, and the tapping of his knuckles quickened.
"Could it be from last time?"
Was the missing part isolated by some powerful seal?
That's why the Blood Stele couldn't detect anything at all?
But now, due to some unforeseen event, that part has only just 'awakened' or 'exposed'?!
The thought lingered in my mind like a poisonous ivy, impossible to shake off.
The blood monument is the foundation upon which He defied fate!
If not for this wondrous creature, how could this lowly, ordinary tiger shark have broken free of its constraints?
How did he rise all the way to the position of Demon Lord with a high-grade bloodline?
How could one possibly enjoy the illustrious position of a prince today?
Every unusual movement of the Blood Monument is enough to stir His most sensitive nerves.
"We must find out the reason!"
A resolute glint flashed in Sha Minghong's eyes.
He suddenly raised his hand and forcefully waved it towards the void in front of him!
"Om-"
A thick, almost viscous beam of blood shot out and crashed onto the flat ground in the center of the hall.
As the light faded, a towering ancient stone tablet, three zhang tall and entirely dark red, stood majestically!
The surface of the stone tablet is not smooth, but covered with countless grooves and lines of varying depths.
It seemed to be formed from a dried-up river of blood, exuding a sense of vicissitude, heaviness, and a terrifying aura with a hint of evil.
Sha Minghong suddenly stood up and strode from the high platform to the front of the blood monument in a few steps.
He stretched out his rough, scaly hand, with awe and greed, and stroked the cold, rough surface of the monument inch by inch.
Its divine sense seeped in like a tide, meticulously examining every corner and every subtle texture.
"Flawless. Seamlessly integrated."
He muttered to himself, his brow furrowing even deeper.
"No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like it's damaged."
Where did that fluttering feeling come from?!
The abnormality of the blood monument was like an unsolvable mystery, weighing heavily on His heart and preventing Him from dispelling the unease.
at this time!
A sudden change occurred!
Without warning, the once silent blood monument suddenly trembled!
On the monument, the ancient and profound patterns suddenly lit up. It was not an ordinary light, but was illuminated by extremely small, strange runes that contained ineffable principles of heaven and earth!
These extremely complex runes seem to be directly drawn from the laws of heaven and earth. Every stroke flows with the charm of the Dao, and when combined, they are even more profound and unpredictable, exuding a grand pressure that surpasses this world!
"What...what kind of runes are these?!"
Sha Minghong's eyes widened, his mind reeling!
Even with His knowledge and cultivation, the Demon Lord was unable to discern the origin of any of the runes!
The mysteries contained in these runes far exceeded His comprehension, resembling a legendary celestial book.
This was another side of the Blood Stele that Shark Minghong had never seen before.
His blood seemed to boil, and he instinctively felt a sense of awe and fear that came from the level of life itself!
If Cheng Buzheng were here, with his broader knowledge and knowledge, he might recognize that this is the unique 'Dao script' of the Upper Realm!
Each one contains the true meaning of the Great Dao, which cannot be understood by ordinary people in this world.
The simultaneous manifestation of three thousand Daoist texts is enough to show that this stele has an extraordinary origin!
Three thousand Daoist characters, like a dazzling galaxy, flowed endlessly across the surface of the blood stele, manifesting for only a fleeting moment.
Something unexpected happened again!
The three thousand Daoist scriptures suddenly erupted with a blinding, blood-red divine light!
The entire hall was instantly bathed in a crimson light, as if it had been plunged into a sea of blood!
The light flickered and pulsed violently at an extreme speed!
Sha Minghong's pupils suddenly contracted!
A terrifying force originating from the depths of his soul instantly seized him!
He wanted to retreat, to defend himself, to roar, but it was all too late!
"call out--!"
Just as the Daoist light reached its peak, a stream of blood-red light, condensed to its extreme and seemingly containing the resentment of countless living beings, suddenly burst forth from the core of the Blood Stele!
Its speed surpassed the limits of divine sense and ignored the barriers of space, like a fateful judgment, piercing straight into Sha Minghong's brow!
"Uh"
Sha Minghong's burly body suddenly stiffened!
All movements and all thoughts were forcibly frozen at this moment!
The light that had been shining in his eyes dimmed and went out instantly, replaced by a deathly numbness and bewilderment.
However, deep within those numb pupils, a faint yet extremely tenacious struggle flickered violently, like a candle burning in the wind!
That was the desperate roar of Sha Minghong's id!
That was His pride and resentment as a demon lord and the master of the Black Spirit Tiger Shark!
He could sense a cold, ancient, and vast evil will, just like billions of steel needles, ruthlessly piercing into His sea of consciousness, frantically tearing, devouring, and covering His soul's origin!
His soul wailed, his body instinctively tried to resist, and his fingertips even scraped against the jade bricks, making a harsh sound, but in the end it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.
The struggle lasted only a brief moment.
Like the last glimmer of light being completely swallowed by boundless darkness, the struggle in Sha Minghong's eyes vanished completely.
Immediately afterwards, a deep, viscous, emotionless crimson, like ink dripped into clear water, quickly spread and eventually completely occupied those tiger eyes that had once looked down upon the True Dragon Sea!
The entire hall was deathly silent.
Only the blood-stained stele slowly lost its light, the Daoist inscriptions disappeared, and it returned to its ancient and silent state.
A moment later
Sha Minghong, who was as stiff as a sculpture, swayed almost imperceptibly.
The lowered head slowly lifted.
Those blood-red eyes slowly turned, scanning the magnificent yet unfamiliar palace.
The domineering and profound look in his eyes was gone, replaced by a desolate gaze that looked down upon ants and disregarded all living beings, and a kind of...
The extreme cold that has been refined over countless ages.
He slowly raised his hand, looking down to examine the new body covered in tough scales.
It's like appreciating a beautifully crafted object that you've just acquired.
The thick shark tail swayed gently, sensing the surging, yet not yet fully realized, demonic power.
After a long while, a hoarse, deep, aged voice, weathered by countless years, echoed softly in the hall.
Each word seemed to carry a heavy echo:
"good.
Although his cultivation level is still somewhat low, the foundation of his physical body is indeed quite solid.
The power of bloodline is barely usable.
Clearly, this voice, this tone, this look are completely different from the previous Black Spirit Tiger Shark Demon Lord Shark Minghong!
The progenitor of Purgatory!
This powerful figure from the upper realm, who should have perished completely in the unparalleled array, miraculously survived in such a bizarre way, thanks to the trump card that Shark Minghong cherished as his lifeblood—
The Blood Monument has completed its possession and rebirth!
next moment,
A hint of ruthlessness and overwhelming hatred replaced the initial calm, instantly spreading across Sha Minghong's face.
A chilling, venomous smile curled at the corners of 'Sha Minghong's' lips. His hoarse voice seemed to be squeezed from the deepest hell, containing a hatred powerful enough to freeze the soul.
"Human brats! And lowly traitorous slaves!"
His fists clenched tightly, his knuckles cracking under the strain.
"Do you really think that I, who have been able to roam freely in the spirit world for countless years, would so easily and completely perish?!"
This is a very generous gift.
I will repay you a thousandfold!
Every word was like a poisoned ice pick, carrying a deep-seated hatred.
Obviously.
This Primordial Ancestor of Purgatory, who possessed a new body, harbored a deep resentment towards the Island-Moving Venerable and High Priest who caused his downfall, a resentment that could not be washed away even by the waters of the five lakes and four seas!
However, just as this overwhelming hatred was surging, 'Sha Minghong' suddenly frowned.
He clearly sensed that although this physical body was strong and its soul and consciousness had been forcibly suppressed and controlled by Him, there was still a thin "barrier" between the two.
This is not rejection, but rather a "scar" that inevitably remains after possession, a sense of stagnation where the soul and the vessel have not yet perfectly merged.
"Humph!"
He snorted coldly, forcibly suppressing the anger that was about to erupt.
For an being like Him, emotions are certainly important, but calm judgment is even more crucial to survival.
This physical body.
Ultimately, a thorough purification is still needed!
Otherwise, if this flaw is not eradicated, let alone restoring the former peak and regaining control of the origin of the laws.
Even the thought of peacefully reaching the so-called 'half-saint' realm in this world is nothing but wishful thinking!
The aftereffects of possession require a price to be paid to make up for.
Countless secret texts, sealed deep within His vast memory, flashed through His mind like a galaxy.
A moment later, He locked onto an ancient secret technique that exuded a cold and domineering aura and was specifically used to consolidate the body possessed, melt the alien soul, and eliminate all the aftereffects of possession.
"You're the one."
A flash of bloodlust appeared in 'Sha Minghong's' eyes, and with a sway of his body, he was once again seated on the cold black jade throne.
He closed his blood-red eyes, and a mysterious and obscure fluctuation began to emanate from within his body.
Beneath the robes!
The strong muscles seemed to come alive, trembling and writhing slightly in a peculiar rhythm, emitting a faint "buzzing" sound, and the bones were also making a slight creaking sound, as the entire body was undergoing a deep adjustment and tempering.
Just as He activated His secret technique, preparing to completely digest and take control of this new body...
'Sha Minghong' suddenly opened his tightly closed blood-red eyes!
The icy gaze, like a sharp arrow, pierced the seemingly empty void to the left front!
Almost at the same instant!
That tranquil void rippled and distorted violently, like fragile glass! Then,
"Shoot-"
A piercing sound of tearing silk rang out!
An overwhelming and terrifying force, seemingly capable of destroying stars, forcefully tore a dark and menacing rift in space!
A familiar, soul-deep, violent, and destructive aura erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for millions of years, instantly filling the entire hall!
In a flash of light, a colossal, pitch-black object, carrying a terrifying pressure capable of crushing all realms, burst forth from the spatial rift!
It rotated slowly, those two enormous millstones that seemed capable of obliterating everything—
The Purgatory Clan's sacred treasure, the [Purgatory World-Destroying Millstone]!
On the throne, a flicker of emotion flashed in 'Sha Minghong's' bloodshot eyes!
Previously, He risked self-destruction, destroying most of His Law Origin, and desperately tore open a crack in the peerless killing array set up by the Island Moving Venerable and the High Priest, all to send out this crucial natal spiritual treasure!
Firstly, they did not want this precious artifact, symbolizing the authority of the Purgatory Clan, to fall into the hands of traitors and enemies.
Secondly, it is also to prevent the other party from using this treasure to sense and track any residual aura or methods of His!
He knew that any exposure would be fatal before He possessed and was reborn and regained His power.
"Return to your place."
'Sha Minghong' had a slight thought.
In the humming sound...
The [Purgatory World-Destroying Millstone], which was suspended in mid-air and exuded terrifying pressure, shrank rapidly, transforming into a deep black light that instantly entered His brow and hid deep within His sea of consciousness for nurturing.
A sense of solid connection and the return of power slightly lessened the discomfort brought about by possessing the new body.
Thus, the Purgatory Clan's most treasured artifact, which had disappeared into the turbulent flow of time and space, returned to the control of its true master.
Then!
'Sha Minghong' closed his blood-red eyes again, and the secret technique that eliminated the aftereffects of possession once more emanated from his body. Only the deep and rhythmic sound of muscles and bones being tempered remained in the hall.
···
Forbidden Sea.
Deep within that strange void, where golden light surged and space distorted...
The high priest, who was sitting cross-legged on the "futon", suddenly tensed up, his face shrouded in the shadow of his hood!
The previously still and lifeless atmosphere exploded instantly!
...(End of this chapter)