Chapter 1178 Obtaining the Marks of Zhuoxian and Ancient Pot Demon King

A dim world without a trace of light source.

Everything is swallowed up.

There are potholes on the ground, and there are filthy water sources in them, which can infect people's physical body and spiritual consciousness.

Lin Yue spent two months arriving at a huge underground passage.

There was a black strong wind that kept sweeping up.

Even in Lin Yue's current state and physical body, he felt a burst of pain, and his skin seemed to be torn.

Because the two holy masters of the Zhuoxian Holy Land and the strongest among them have been killed by the Shifang Realm in the burial place, the place has withered away, even if there are living beings who have survived and turned hostile to Lin Yue,

But it didn't stop him.

Lin Yue reached the deepest point easily.

An altar, soaked in black water, is deep and breathtaking.

"You are very brave, and you dare to come here in person now."

The voice of the Zhuoxian Demon King came.

"Everyone fights alone, and casualties are normal. Why shouldn't I dare to come?"

Lin Yue faced the pressure of the Zhuoxian Demon King and remained as firm as a green pine.

"But, you killed all the strong men in my Zhuoxian!"

The sound turned into substance and attacked Lin Yue.

Lin Yue took a few steps back, but he was not seriously injured.

The current Zhuo Immortal Demon King is sealed and cannot exert even half of the power. It is difficult to cause substantial harm to Lin Yue.

Lin Yue was just worried whether the Zhuoxian Demon King still had other methods.

"I promised that I would give you the demon king's mark, and I can help you out of trouble after ten thousand years."

Lin Yue came to the front of the altar. There was no wave in the ancient well, and his tone was very calm.

"Ten thousand years, for a cultivator, is just a snap of the fingers. Do you think you can break through to the ancestral realm and attain the great truth?

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The Zhuoxian Demon King sneered.

There was murderous intent in his tone.

Lin Yue had committed a heinous crime by killing most of the powerful men in Zhuoxian Holy Land.

Lin Yue used the power of the God King's Order at this time.

"Is it just relying on this artifact?"

The Zhuo Xian Demon King is disdainful.

Mysterious artifacts can change owners, but your own cultivation can only rely on yourself.

"If you just possess an artifact, even if I can't kill you now, you won't be able to escape this disaster after I escape from the trap in the long years."

Lin Yue faced the words of Zhuoxian Demon King and did not answer.

I saw the power of time from the God King's order permeating it.

I saw a shadow gradually appearing in the void.

It was Lin Yue.

This seems to be a reflection of the future.

Lin Yue sat cross-legged at the end of the world. As the scene progressed, his strength continued to grow, and his cultivation in the ancestral realm was undoubtedly revealed.

After breaking through the ancestral realm, it didn't stop. Under the power of the God King's Order, the picture continued to evolve.

Finally, under the surprised voice of the Zhuo Immortal Demon King, Lin Yue's aura above the phantom gradually became stronger, and finally, he directly broke through the ancestral realm and reached the realm after the ancestral realm.

I saw endless cosmic power gathering towards Lin Yue's body.

At this time, his figure gradually became illusory.

In the end, the shadow shattered directly.

The scene after the God King's Order also stopped evolving.

It seems that Lin Yue's current strength makes it difficult to continue to deduce.

The secret was deceived.

Heavenly calamities began to gather in the sky above the Zhuoxian Holy Land.

For Lin Yue to reveal the secret, Heaven will impose a terrible punishment to wipe out Lin Yue.

At this time, on the altar that sealed the Zhuoxian Demon King, there were ancient runes that lit up, directly dissipating the catastrophe in the sky.

The Zhuoxian Demon King fell into a brief silence.

"I can trust you for once."

Zhuoxian Demon King had a choice in his mind.

Generally speaking, these powerful people in the Zhuoxian Holy Land are just created based on their own aura.

The purpose is to help you get out of trouble.

As long as you can really get out of trouble, it doesn't matter if you sacrifice something.

In the face of interests, there are no eternal enemies.

Thinking of this, the Zhuoxian Demon King handed over his mark to Lin Yue's hands.

“You won’t be disappointed.”

Lin Yue just said something lightly, and then walked out of the Zhuoxian Holy Land.

Even though the remaining creatures in the Zhuoxian Holy Land were extremely hostile to Lin Yue, they did not dare to stop him in the slightest when they saw him walking out.

After Lin Yue left the underground palace of Zhuoxian Holy Land.

He came to the edge, and it was only then that he began to refine the mark of the Zhuoxian Demon King.

In the later stage, as the Remnant Demon King said, it became increasingly difficult for him to absorb the Demon King's mark.

The repulsion involved cannot be solved by the formation he constructed.

Fortunately, the power of Lin Yue's spiritual thoughts at this time has become powerful again through the creation of the residual spirit demon king.

Therefore, although it was very difficult, there was no great danger.

All refining processes are safe and sound.

At this time, Lin Yue's body had become more and more transparent, as if he had become the carrier of Tao, and his whole person had returned to his original nature.

He used the key to open the way to the Holy Land of the Ancient Pot.

Take one step forward.

I don't know how much time passed before he appeared in a desolate land.

This continent has two realms, white on top and black on the bottom, containing yin and yang. The overall shape is like a fairy pot, carrying the broken avenue.

The rules of the great road here have all been shattered by life because of the war.

Only a few broken avenues are left that can be perceived by people.

Lin Yue looked at the bottom of the Ancient Pot Holy Land.

Surrounded by dilapidated avenues, there is an ancient altar.

This is the place where the Ancient Pot Demon King is sealed.

After the Ancient Pot Demon King sensed Lin Yue's aura, he did not question it.

He remained silent without saying too much, but handed the mark to Lin Yue.

"I hope you can quickly become stronger and finally fight in the same realm."

When Lin Yue left, the Ancient Pot Demon King slowly spoke.

“Always waiting.”

Lin Yue responded.

It would be nice to have a battle with the same realm. I don’t know what year or month it is, but Lin Yue has an invincible belief in his heart. Even if he was the demon king who was invincible in the sky and the earth, he will not be afraid of him in a battle with the same realm.

Lin Yue spent more than two hundred years refining the mark of the Ancient Pot Demon King.

Now, all that remains is the mark of the Nether Demon King.

Lin Yue slowly opened his eyes.

But in his heart, a bad premonition vaguely arose.
To be continued...