nucmednet Chapter 249 Revenge
Chapter 249 Revenge
Lying on my back beside my little nest, I looked at the bright moon, at the giant dragon mine behind me, and then at the little red fish and Zhu Rong Tongzi who were quietly in the Five Elements Formation.
The pain of my heart being torn apart is worse than the pain of my body being torn apart!
"[Tuanzi, what happened?]" The gentle voice finally voiced the question that had been on her mind.
The two corpses belonged to the Voidwalker and the Dream Fairy, two of the nine strongest humans from a thousand years ago.
What did they do?
[Using the divine souls of Jiufeng and Nüba to avoid their souls dissipating, they hid within the Illusionary Beast Clan, accepting offerings in an attempt to become gods. These were equivalent to four beings close to the Demon Emperor or Demon King; it was the Chaos Demon Lord who broke the seal and released his power, annihilating their divine souls.]
【seal? 】
Yes, the current concentration of spiritual energy is insufficient to sustain the great demon lords in their current forms. Chaos and Zhujiuyin have both sealed their powers, using only the minimum amount of spiritual energy to maintain their lives. Moreover, with the dissipation of spiritual energy, this world is already very fragile and can no longer withstand a true war between demons.
Ning Xiaoxi felt her understanding had been refreshed once again. She only realized after reaching the Super-Rank that the strength displayed by Chaos and Zhujiuyin that day had already surpassed the Super-Rank. Now she was being told that was after they sealed their power. How powerful must they have been before they were sealed?
Then I remembered something else.
What about the battle between Black Dragon and Frost Soul before that?
That was at most a battle between higher-level beings. They were all severely injured and on the verge of death at the time. Otherwise, how could they have so easily killed each other? That kind of childish fighting is incomparable to a true battle between great demon lords. Fortunately, this cave was reinforced after my upgrade, and with the blessing of the Northern Source, this world was preserved from destruction. Otherwise, you would have been in danger too.
[In this kind of environment, how can Void and Illusion dream of becoming gods?] Ning Xiaoxi was speechless. Listen to this, it can no longer be called the end of the Dharma era, it has already begun the era of the extinction of the Dharma!
[It's unclear when it started, but humanity gradually became dissatisfied with a lifespan of a hundred years. The near-immortality of demons further fueled the fanaticism of some humans. The only way for humanity to achieve immortality was to become a god, but the world's former god-level powerhouses had long since perished; their lifespan alone was insufficient to fulfill their desires.]
"Immortality, what a great reason indeed." Ning Xiaoxi gritted her teeth. However, here, no matter what level one cultivates in magic, it won't increase lifespan. This is probably one of the reasons why those human powerhouses can only obtain immortality through other means!
She glanced sideways at the small bulge caused by the broken beads hidden in her cloak. [Tuanzi, Xiaoxue's beads are broken, can they still be...?]
"No," Tuanzi quickly replied. "The soul traces have already been cleared. They were only attached to their carriers by a wisp of remnant soul. With the carrier gone, the remnant souls had nowhere to go, and in that violent clash of spiritual energy, they all dissipated!"
Ning Xiaoxi closed her eyes, trying to ignore the dull pain in her chest. [What about the adults?]
The spiritual energy has already begun to circulate on its own within the cave. As long as they rest peacefully, they will eventually return to their previous state.
[Tuanzi, I want to kill someone!]
[Conflicts between human races are not included in this restriction.]
"Okay, I'll rest for a bit. I'll wait until I wake up."
The temperature was even higher in early August, and the western desert was deserted until the end of October when caravans would begin to travel there. At this time, the desert was a desolate wasteland.
The Phantom Beast Clan has been going crazy for the past two weeks. First, their ancestor's coffin was stolen, and then the hunt began in five days.
The clan, with nearly 20,000 members, had quite a few disciples who went out to cultivate. At first, no one noticed that these disciples who went out were killed, because those on the outer perimeter were not qualified to obtain life tokens.
If they are killed and there are no remains, their death is generally not confirmed. This is because a thousand years of pampered life and a superior status have made them think highly of themselves and not believe that anyone would dare to lay a hand on their Illusionary Beast Clan.
Until one of his direct descendants led fifty disciples out to practice a spatial displacement skill, originally scheduled to return in three days, but he did not return on time. However, since his life tablet was intact, the clansmen simply assumed he was engrossed in cultivation and sent out disciples to search for him, but the ten-person team they sent out also did not return.
The clan's elders, who were responsible for transmitting the teachings, were alarmed to find that nearly a thousand disciples who had gone out for trials and training in the past half month had not returned. They then urgently reported this to the clan leader.
When the clan chief heard about this, he was utterly devastated. That meant thousands of young men! How many of their entire clan were of marriageable age? What on earth had happened? Who wanted to destroy the very foundation of their Illusionary Beast Clan? Could it be the King?
Regardless, the priority should be to go out and find the missing people. We need to see them alive or dead. Nearly a thousand of our disciples are at stake; the clan leader's heart is bleeding.
The clan chief, accompanied by ten elders, followed the aura of the life tablets of his direct descendants and swiftly entered the desert.
The distance of a hundred miles was covered in the blink of an eye. When the chieftain saw the densely packed bodies lying on the ground in the distance, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to stand up.
Several elders stumbled and staggered as they rushed over.
The clan elder wept bitterly, wondering who was so cruel as to want to extinguish the roots of their Illusionary Beast Clan.
"Chieftain, they're not dead! They're all alive!" A voice rang out, injecting life into the withered chieftain. He ran to the pile of bodies at the fastest speed he had ever seen, gently picked up a disciple's wrist, and felt the faint yet real pulse. The chieftain's tears flowed even more fiercely.
On a small lake in a small oasis, Ning Xiaoxi sat in a rocking chair, gazing at the starry sky and moon.
On a small rocking chair of the same style next to it lay Jiuyu's still somewhat limp body. A small velvet box contained fragments of pink beads, and eleven small illusory pythons crawled all over the floor, very lively.
A pile of spirit crystal bricks formed a small platform, and the little silver dragon and the mermaid, whose bodies were almost reduced to dotted lines, obediently lay on the spirit crystals.
Tuanzi leaned against Ning Xiaoxi.
Everyone basked in the moonlight.
I thought you were really going to kill someone!
I'm not that cruel. The one who was wrong was their ancestor; their rituals weren't wrong. They were just tools being used. Why would I really hold it against them?
[But you really scared them this time, a thousand people! Just thinking about it makes me feel like we're going to be wiped out!]
On those two masks, one is the divine soul, and the other is the source of demonic energy. The divine soul nurtures the life soul of illusion, while the source of demonic energy conceals the life soul of the void.
The remnant souls that had existed for over a thousand years would have been completely wiped out if it weren't for the little beast.