Without hesitation, he carved his name on it.
In order to survive, the Black City God did not miss any opportunity and thought of leaving his name on the Three Lives Stone. If he died, if he had the chance to reincarnate, he might be able to wake up his name and recall his memories of this life.
With a click.
After carving the words, Black City God threw them aside.
at this time.
Most of his face, except for his ears, was infected, and thick black fluid was oozing from his eyes, mouth and nose.
The scene was terrifying.
But the Black City God was about to give up. While he was rapidly thinking of a solution, he caught a glimpse of the Yellow Spring River next to him.
"Yes, the Yellow Springs River..."
The Black City God murmured in pain, without any hesitation, he used all his strength to climb out of the Yellow Springs River with difficulty.
Although Black Impermanence ignored the power of the Yellow Springs River, the now infected Black City God knew that his three souls and seven spirits were being infected, and the water of the Yellow Springs River was extremely destructive to his three souls and seven spirits.
Even if the Black City God jumped in, his soul and spirit would be wiped out by the water of the Yellow Springs River.
But it’s different now.
If you don't jump, you'll die anyway.
Jumping means death.
To survive.
The Black City God was determined to give it his all. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would try his best to save the situation.
He wanted to use the destructive power of the Yellow Springs River on the three souls and seven spirits to try to see if he could resist the infection or even eliminate it.
With a plop.
There were splashes of water on the bank of the Yellow Springs River.
Crash.
The terrifying power of the Yellow Springs River is surging.
With his last breath, the Black City God finally climbed into the Yellow Springs River.
'Black Impermanence' saw this scene.
It didn't do anything.
Just watching.
Since the Black City God was infected, 'Black Impermanence' has not continued to attack, as if they have known each other for a long time, or as if he recognized him and did not attack the Black City God.
final.
Time passes by every second.
Because the goal is to defeat the City God.
There were no other living creatures around.
Black Impermanence began to move again, moving as if convulsing, aimlessly, and moving forward in a random direction until it went away. Only the painful groans of the bull's head behind it could be heard in the distance.
“It hurts so much, it hurts so much…”
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The other side.
Daxia, Nanchang City.
This is the location of the Taoist temple of the Shenxiao Sect.
at this time.
About twenty minutes had passed since the Linde General Administration sent someone to ask the Shenxiao Sect whether they knew about the King of Night.
On the back mountain road of the Taoist temple which is not open to the public.
Two Taoist priests were walking away from the back mountain.
They are one old and one young.
The older one is the contemporary master of Shenxiao Sect, and the younger one is the next successor being trained by Shenxiao Sect.
"Master, why did Bureau 749 ask you about the Night King? Why did you suddenly bring me to the back mountain?"
The successor of the Shenxiao sect, Qi, was on the road, tilting his head and asking curiously.
"Don't you usually not let me come to the back mountain? Why are you making an exception like this? Could it be related to the Night King? But didn't you say you didn't know about the Night King? Could you be lying to the Linde General Administration?"
He asked like a curious baby.
Sixteen years old, in the stage of adolescence, has endless energy and asks endless questions.
The old Taoist priest from the Shenxiao sect glanced at him sideways, as if he was used to his chattering, and spoke slowly.
"You really can't come on weekdays. The back mountain is where our ancestors of the sect rest and live in seclusion. Only elders and above are allowed to come. But today is an exception."
As he spoke, his old eyes reflected the scenery of the mountains in front of him.
I recalled what Bureau 749 had told me about the problems in the Hell and Heaven.
As the contemporary master of the Shenxiao sect, one of the great masters of Daxia's cultivation, and with connections to Bureau 749, the old Taoist priest of the Shenxiao sect is naturally qualified to know the truth.
He couldn't help but say.
"Master is old, and it's time to find the time to give up my position to you young people. Unfortunately, the younger generation in the sect are not up to the task of becoming the head of the sect."
"You are the candidate that I favor. Your birth date and horoscope indicate that you are a noble person of Tai Chi, and you are capable of shouldering the burden of the Shenxiao Sect in the future. Therefore, I will take you to see the world and meet the ancestors in advance. By the way, I should also let you know some things."
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