Chapter 142 The Magic Jar, Creation



Ye Qiu walked through the graveyard, carefully observing and searching for the God-Slaying Jar.

But after searching around, they found nothing.

Just as Ye Qiu thought that the God-Slaying Jar was not here, his extremely keen hearing suddenly made him hear some strange noises.

Ye Qiu suddenly turned around and looked at a new grave.

The soil on the new grave was slowly cracking open to both sides, accompanied by wisps of black mist, creating a terrifying scene.

It was as if a vengeful ghost was about to crawl out of that new grave.

If an ordinary person saw this scene, they would probably be so frightened that they would wet themselves.

Ye Qiu's expression was solemn. Instead of retreating, he advanced step by step, getting closer to the new grave.

boom.

Suddenly, from the cracked new grave, a coffin lid flew out unexpectedly and smashed towards Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu slapped the coffin lid open.

As the coffin lid was smashed, Ye Qiu saw a figure stand up in the new grave.

The person who stood up was wearing blue silk, the kind of silk worn only when the dead are buried. His old face was skin and bones, deathly pale, and his whole body reeked of decay.

What really caught Ye Qiu's attention was a black jar in the old man's hand, radiating a captivating aura.

Ye Qiu immediately recognized the black jar as the God-Slaying Jar.

The God-Slaying Jar most likely controlled a corpse that had been buried not long ago, which is why this phenomenon is happening now.

"What god-slaying jar? I think it should be called a demon jar."

Ye Qiu's eyes were cold.

“Young man, you have good potential. If you submit to me, I can help you enter the path of immortality.”

The old man spoke, his voice hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for centuries.

"Heh, following you, this monstrous jar that doesn't even spare the corpses, I'm afraid in the end I'll be the one who gets devoured until there's not even a bone left."

Ye Qiu sneered.

"If you submit to me, you will naturally be different from others."

"Put the body back, then we can talk."

Ye Qiu said seriously.

"Do you think I'm easy to fool? Since you're unwilling to submit, then die. Tsk tsk, after killing you, your physical body is not bad at all, much better than this old corpse."

After he finished speaking, the old man in front of him suddenly grabbed the magic pot and attacked Ye Qiu.

boom.

The magic jar released a terrifying dark light that streaked across the sky, a truly horrifying sight.

Ye Qiu circulated his true energy to resist.

But at the moment of impact, Ye Qiu's expression changed as he discovered that the dark light had actually passed straight through his true energy and invaded his body.

puff.

Ye Qiu coughed up a mouthful of blood, suffering a tremendous shock.

Fortunately, the internal energy within the body was strong enough to forcefully dissolve the dark light that rushed into the body.

At the same time, Ye Qiu's true energy also successfully struck the old man.

The corpse was instantly smashed to pieces, riddled with holes, and completely disintegrated.

"Damn it."

The magic jar roared angrily, abandoned control of the corpse, and flew straight towards Ye Qiu: "Since you have destroyed the corpse, then you shall merge with me."

Ye Qiu's expression changed drastically, and he tried to avoid it.

But the magic jar was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it struck Ye Qiu's forehead.

With a bang, the magic jar disappeared from between Ye Qiu's eyebrows and rushed into Ye Qiu's mind.

Ye Qiu was struck dumb, frozen in place, unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, an ancient memory, like a prehistoric beast, rushed directly into Ye Qiu's memory and forcibly merged with it.

This is a demonic jar, possessing Ye Qiu's body.

Ye Qiu never imagined that he would encounter such a terrible thing.

He struggled desperately, but to little avail.

Gradually, Ye Qiu felt his consciousness becoming blurred and he could no longer control himself.

At the same time, the memories belonging to the magic jar are gradually gaining the upper hand.

Ye Qiu struggled to hold on, but to no avail.

Although he is the supreme expert in martial arts, the Demon Jar has a very profound origin, transcending martial arts and not belonging to the mortal world.

No matter how strong Ye Qiu is, it will be difficult for him to contend with him.

Just as Ye Qiu was about to completely collapse, an old figure suddenly stepped out from the void.

"How dare you injure my disciple! You have some nerve!"

The aged figure pressed down with a palm, and golden light burst forth, enveloping Ye Qiu's body.

Immediately afterwards, the newcomer pointed a finger at Ye Qiu's brow, and a golden, mysterious rune appeared where the finger touched.

The power of the runes erupted instantly, completely suppressing the magic jar.

"ah."

The magic jar screamed in Ye Qiu's mind: "You...who are you? There can't possibly be a master of your level in this world, absolutely not."

“You shallow-minded fellow, since you want to possess my disciple, then I will erase your consciousness and use you as a stepping stone for my disciple to enter the Dao.”

The old man sneered and immediately began to act.

...

Half an hour later, Ye Qiu woke up slowly.

The first thing Ye Qiu saw when he opened his eyes was a very familiar figure sitting next to him, smoking.

"master?"

Ye Qiu was extremely shocked and suddenly sat up.

But then, Ye Qiu had a splitting headache and discovered that many memories in his mind were not his own.

The memories are fragmented, consisting of only broken images, except for some memories of martial arts techniques, which are preserved very completely.

But Ye Qiu didn't have time to investigate, staring intently at the old man: "Master, what brings you here?"

"You brat, if I hadn't come, you would already be possessed by a broken pot. You're really embarrassing me."

The old man slapped Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu chuckled dryly, feeling deeply ashamed: "Master, that jar was too evil; it was impossible to guard against, and I was caught off guard."

"Actually, it's not your fault," the old man said. "That demon jar doesn't belong to this realm; it's a monster from the cultivation world. I've already refined it and merged it with your primordial spirit. From that moment on, you've gained the ability to devour it."

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